Papa Gotta New Gun (Triple Satisfied)

papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied) is a song i wrote and recorded to provide a better kick at the beginning of the oyster & champagne record. it is song i often perform live. sometimes, i vamp the ending and roll into a best of the 80s jukebox. covers include the police’s king of pain, ready for the world’s oh sheila, jody watley’s friends, the eurythmics’ here comes the rain again, and more. a lot of folks thought the oyster & champagne record was about two common aphrodisiacs. it was really a tale of two lovers  (the songs being different chapters/scenes). the pic here depicts me in a cab wearing my costume for oyster. champagne was depicted by ayesha (edwards) brown in the photoshoot. there are all sorts of fun cartoons and images from this record!

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papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied)

i saw it written all over your face
i saw you dripping all over the place
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes
coincide
with the coming of a new day x-ray
still praying for an old flame to fade away?
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes

oh lord, you know i’ve tried
to keep my dreams inside
but i just blow my load instead
alright!
i guess you find it pretty strange
somehow nothing’s changed
it doesn’t matter what is said
between you and me

i saw it written all over your face
i saw you dripping all over the place
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes
coincide
with the coming of a new day x-ray
still praying for an old flame to fade away?
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes

oh lord, you know i’ve tried
to keep my fear inside
why don’t we comiserate?
alright?
i guess you find it pretty strange
sex is so deranged
it doesn’t matter who’s in bed
between you and me

i saw it written all over your face
i saw you dripping all over the place
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes
coincide
with the coming of a new day x-ray
still praying for an old flame to fade away?
papa gotta new gun (triple satisfied!)
blow the mist straight from your eyes