Collaborations
 
BELLY
Hot Burrito #1 & #2
(Gram Parsons & Chris Ethridge) 1992 Rondor Music
Juliana Hatfield: Additional vocals.
 
You may be
Sweet and nice,
But that won't keep you warm at night,
'Cause I'm the one
Who showed you how
To do the things you're doing now.
 
He may feel
All your charms,
He might hold you in his arms,
But I'm the one
Who let you in,
I was right beside you then.
 
Once upon a time,
You let me feel you deep inside
But nobody knew,
Nobody saw.
Do you remember the way we cried ?
 
I'm your toy,
I'm your old boy,
But I don't want no-one but you to love me.
No, I wouldn't lie,
You know I'm not that kind of guy.
 
 
Once upon a time,
You let me feel you deep inside,
But nobody knew,
Nobody saw.
Do you remember the way we cried ?
 
I'm your toy,
I'm your old boy,
But I don't want no-one but you to love me.
No, I wouldn't lie,
You know I'm not that kind of guy !...
 
 
GIANT SAND
Can't Find Love
(Howe Gelb & John Convertino) 1990 Amazing Black Sand Music
Juliana Hatfield: "Wonder Chirp scat and sings".
 
You can't find love
In thirty minutes.
You can't find love
(In two hours) In two hours.
 
At the end of the night (At the end of the night)
You want to hold on tight (You want to hold on tight)
Impossibility (Well it's impossibility)
Now listen to me ! (Listen to me ! I said)
You can't find love !
(In thirty minutes.)
 
I want to confide.
I want to get excited !...
I want to be righteous.
(I want to be right) I want to be... right.
You can't find love.
 
At the end of the night (At the end of the night)
You got to give up, give up, give it up !
Give up on the fight...
You can't find love.
 
Can't find love
When you're looking too hard !
You could be well off,
(Oh...) You could be a star.
 
(I could give you lust, I could give you sex... sex !)
I could keep you wondering what's coming next.
 
But you can't find love !...
(It's just too hard !) You can't find love !
(No matter how hard) You can't find love.
(That's the sad part)
(No matter how smart)
Can't find love.
 
FIND love !
You can't find love.
You can't find love.
(You can't find love.)
(You can't find it.)
 
 
GIANT SAND
Dream Stay
(Howe Gelb, John Convertino & Mark Walton) 1990 Amazing Black Sand Music
Juliana Hatfield: "Wonder Chirp scat and sings".
 
I like the one when they say:
"In a hundred years, it won't matter anyway"
Comes over you when you're down
And you get to weigh it pound by pound
 
Living well in the way. Stay.
 
 
Piece of you by piece of you
Gets taken away.
I play for you some Stones from '72...
Sticky Fingers. "Sway".
 
Wish I had a broom to push around...
This dream all over town.
I love the way... you stay.
 
(Stay... stay...)
(Stay... stay...)
(Stay... stay...)
(Stay...)
 
Big ol' you comes around,
Fills my head with all that sound.
 
(Oh-oh...)
(Oh-oh...)
(Oh-oh...)
(Oh-oh...)
 
Dream Stay.
 
 
GIANT SAND
Final Swerve
(Howe Gelb, John Convertino, Mark Walton, Juliana Hatfield, Jim McGrath & Michael Dumas) 1990 Amazing Black Sand Music
Juliana Hatfield: "Wonder Chirp scat and sings".
 
[Instrumental with random humming, yodeling, moaning, coughing, wailing and yelling from Juliana]
 
 
GIANT SAND
Swerver
(Howe Gelb, John Convertino, Juliana Hatfield & Jim McGrath) 1990 Amazing Black Sand Music
Juliana Hatfield: "Wonder Chirp scat and sings".
 
[Instrumental with random humming, yodeling, moaning, coughing, wailing and yelling from Juliana]
 
 
The LEMONHEADS
It's About Time (Written for Juliana Hatfield)
(Evan Dando & Tom Morgan) 1993 EMI Virgin Songs Inc. / Dave And Darlene Music Inc., ASCAP / Polygram Music Inc. / MOO Music Inc., BMI
Juliana Hatfield: Additional vocals.
 
Bite my tongue
And I won't say a word against anyone,
But don't wanna get my fingers wet
Unless it's an accident.
 
I fell out on the street,
Now I'm watching my shoes and I grit my teeth,
But I don't have to look that way.
If I had half a say...
 
It's about time.
It's about time.
 
Lick my lips
And I won't hear the end of this.
On your knees a reassurance,
Buy some time and come back for it.
 
Before long,
Before it's gone.
Patience is like bread I say,
I ran out of that yesterday.
 
It's about time.
It's about time.
 
Enough about us let's talk about me.
It's not about you, it's not about sunshine.
(Sunshine !... )
 
It's about time.
It's about time.
 
Touch my leg,
It's smooth but there's stubble there.
I'll fall back and let 'em go
Only when I know you know
 
I don't know.
Make me sure.
Have your people contact mine
And keep your lawyer on the line.
 
It's about time.
It's about time.
It's about time !
It's about time !
 
 
MARY LOU LORD
Lights Are Changing
(The Bevis Frond / original lyrics slightly altered by Mary Lou Lord) 199?
Juliana Hatfield: Backing vocals.
 
Disappearing out of sight
Along the open road
Into inner state horizons,
I had no time to be loved.
 
Like a silver bullet from a gun,
An arrow from a bow,
Like an equine star, you hear about me
Everywhere you go.
 
All through nebulae, I was racing in my mind,
I tripped up the light fantastic and I never looked behind.
 
You slow down, you slow down,
Green lights are changing.
You slow down, you slow down,
Green lights are changing.
 
You fly so high, yeah, and you move so fast,
You're running blindly from the past.
Slow down, you slow down,
Green lights are changing.
 
Oh, changing all the time...
Oh, changing all the time...
 
Looking through these hollow eyes across the great unknown
Growing greater every second, growing harder with each stone.
Yeah, and you who judge your freedom by the quantity you store,
Would it make you any freer if you took a little more ?
 
All that summertime I revolved around your eye
In accelerating spirals in an asymetric sky.
 
You slow down, you slow down,
Green lights are changing.
You slow down, you slow down,
Green lights are changing.
Yeah, you slow down, you slow down
Green lights are changing.
You slow down, you slow down
Green lights are changing.
 
You slow down... (You slow down...)
You slow down... (Changing... )
Yeah, you slow down... (You slow down...)
You slow down... (Green lights are changing... )
You slow down... (You slow down...)
(Green lights are changing... )
You slow down...
 
 
SUSANNA HOFFS
That's Why Girls Cry
(David Kahne, Juliana Hatfield & Susanna Hoffs) 1991 E Equals Music / Lone Music / EMI Blackwood Music / Miranda Jasper Music, BMI
Juliana Hatfield: Writing credits and additional vocals.
 
Oh, I'm lonely, but I only seem to need him when he's not around
'Cause he comes up at the same time that I go down.
Then I give him what he needs
And then he pours it all over me.
Everybody, everywhere wants something. What could it be ?...
 
That's why... (That's why... ) girls cry...
That's why !... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
 
'Cause the summer brings heat and the winter comes and takes it away,
'Cause I came to work, but the boy only came to play.
Then he gives me what I need
And then I tell... him "get over me !"
Everybody, everywhere wants someone. Who could it be ?...
 
That's why... (That's why... ) girls cry...
That's why !... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
 
I don't wanna talk about it.
I don't wanna talk about it.
Talking, talking, talking, talking, ooh !
Ooh-ah !... (ooh-ah... ) (ooh-ah... )
Talking, talking, talking, talking, ooh !
Ooh-ah !... (ooh-ah... ) (ooh-ah !... )
 
Why bite the hand that needs you ?
Why break the heart that bleeds you ?
Why give my hand ? I don't understand.
Why lose a love that almost leads you ?
 
 
There's a line in a dream where the ocean always meets the sky.
If I think real fast, I can make it by the end of the night.
Why can't I live my love that way ? (Ah-ah... )
So perfect (Ah-ah... ) in every way. (Ah-ah... )
I can't stop this feeling. What could it be ?...
(Ah !... ) (Ah-ah... ah !... ) (Ah-ah !.. )
 
That's why... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
I don't wanna talk about it.
That's why... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
I don't wanna talk about it.
That's why... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
I don't wanna talk about it.
That's why... (That's why... ) (That's why... ) girls cry...
I don't wanna talk about it.
 
I don't wanna talk about it.
 
I don't wanna talk about it.
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