1. S.W.E.L.L.
2. She Bought Me A Drink
3. I Got Home Late
4. Lil’ Wilma
5. Picture Perfect
6. She Takes Off The Ring
7. Fishnet Woman (The Wisconsin Song)
8. L.S.D. Survival Song
S.W.E.L.L.
Ted Wulfers
She comes from Ontario and she loves to drink Jaegermeister
He comes from Tempe, Arizona
He’s a beer snob but he likes hard liquor
Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell
Jane is a model, hails from South Dakota
Though her bio says from Paris and New York
Jane loves Bobby, a drunk from Cincinnati
Who was born with silver spoons
but don’t know how to use a fork
Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell
You say yeah, I say maybe
I say a lil’, you say come on baby
I can’t carry your luggage
You say yeah, I say maybe
I say a lil’, you come on baby
I can’t carry your luggage
Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell
I’d say that’s swell, I’d say that’s swell
I’d say that’s swell, I’d say that’s S.W.E.L.L.
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitar
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
SHE BOUGHT ME A DRINK
Ted Wulfers
She bought me a drink
Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
An’ starin in my eyes
Vanished into the bar
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink
She’s got a body
You could call delicious
An’ those clothes she wearin’
Fit oh so well
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink
You don’t know what this means to me
How can I make it up to you
Maybe you could come home with me
Or should I go home with you
She bought me a drink
Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
An’ starin in those eyes
Vanished into the bar
She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She don’t know my number
She don’t know my name
She bought me a drink
I love her just the same
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Organ
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
Manny Sanchez: Backup Vocals
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Additional Engineering by Matt Lejeune and Chris Shepard
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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I GOT HOME LATE
Ted Wulfers
I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze
Tonight I met a girl, bring a man to his knees
I said baby, doncha understand
I make my livin’ in a rock ‘n roll band
So don’t expect me to blow my dough on you
She said, “Boy, you remind me of a guy I used to know.
I can’t remember his name.
Damn, it was so long ago.
He used to write songs about me
I left his heart in misery
An’ now he’s got a boss and a big ole cubicle.”
It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t
Some say love is a thing of the past
Kinda like a big ole truck that’s run outta gas
I used to wish I had someone
But I’d miss out on all this fun
So bartender, bring me another beer
It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t
I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ, Harmonica
L.P.: Duet Lead Vocal
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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LIL’ WILMA
Ted Wulfers
She brings water to a mountain stream
She brings beauty to goddamn nearly everything
But Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
She brings roses to a summer day
She’s the kinda girl that always really wants to play
But Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
She don’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars
Aaron Weistrop: Backwards Guitar
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set, Cowbell
Matt Ciccone: Piano, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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PICTURE PERFECT
Ted Wulfers
I must have turned the page
At a tender age, saw you smilin’
I must have been a boy
Tired of his toys after whilin’
You were just a girl
You were picture perfect
For the world to see
I am lonely now
You are picture perfect
Starin’ back at me
Oh la di da di da da la da
Like a fuckin’ fool, I went off to school
Tried to find you
Got a substitute, she was deaf and mute
Looked just like you
You were just a girl
You were picture perfect
For the world to see
I am lonely now
You are picture perfect
Starin’ back at me
Oh la di da di da da la da
When I’m angry at the world, will I look at you
When I’m angry at a girl, will I look at you
When I’m drivin’ in my car, will I think of you
When I’m drinkin’ at the bar, will I look at you
You were picture perfect
I must have turned the page at a tender age
Saw you smilin’
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano, Organ
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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SHE TAKES OFF THE RING
Ted Wulfers
I met her at the night club’s foam party rub-a-dub
She was there with her friends
She was lookin’ single, said she likes to mingle
An’ brother that was the end
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust
Come on baby, what’s the fuss?
She was wearin’ snake skin, tight leather sequin
Just to get a look from me
Now I don’t have a million but man I’d give a billion
Just to get a lil’ for free
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust
Come on baby, what’s the fuss?
She said, “baby, baby, baby come on let’s be friends for a little while, yeah”
I said is there is there anybody else?
She just looked at me and smiled
“No one you should know about or who I can remember”
As she laid a kiss on me
She said “baby, baby, baby, come on close your eyes
I just want to make you happy”
So I did and I did and I did and I did and I did and I did and I did
I met her at the night club’s foam party rub-a-dub
She was there with her friends
She was lookin’ single, said she likes to mingle
An’ brother that was the end
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust
Come on baby, what’s the fuss?
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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FISHNET WOMAN (THE WISCONSIN SONG)
Ted Wulfers
When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
But it’s hard livin’ and lovin’ you
Yeah it’s hard, doin’ all the things you do
You don’t have to be my lover
You don’t have to be my friend
When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
You don’t have to be my lover
You don’t have to be my friend
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers
663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Organ, Piano
Crowd at Schubas: Backup Vocals
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Additional Engineering by Matt Lejeune and Chris Shepard
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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L.S.D. SURVIVAL SONG
Ted Wulfers
What a night stands before me
The sky does glare
We see a thousand such as these
But never are we aware
All I want is some company
To share in the view
A man cannot face it alone
For chances, they are few
So let us take a trip along the Lake Shore Drive
Park behind the shed, watch it come alive
This is how the lonely souls survive
What a night stands before me
The sky does glare
We see a thousand such as these
But never are we aware
All I want is some company
To share in the view
A man cannot face it alone
Rather share it with you
So let us take a trip along the Lake Shore Drive
Park behind the shed, watch it come alive
This is how the lonely souls survive
This is how the lonely souls survive
Yes, this is how the lonely souls survive
All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers 663TUNES (BMI)
Lyrics Used By Permission
CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
Produced by Ted Wulfers
Recorded and Engineered by Manny Sanchez
Mixed by Manny Sanchez
Mastered by Richard Dodd
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