Is it Tati, or Tatiana?
by Tatiana Dadovich
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I'm just not Interested
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A Typical Saturday Night
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Myspace is masturbation
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Lies&Cigs
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Does it make me bad?
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Lullamare
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The Cell Phone Tactic
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about
Tales of "love," loss, attacks/muggings, stalking, crib nightmares, and mental defects, rolled into an absurd ball of.... everything and nothing-
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released 24 October 2012
Written, recorded, performed, arranged, produced, and mixed by Tatiana Dadovich.
Written, recorded, performed, arranged, produced, and mixed by Tatiana Dadovich.
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Tatiana is a self-taught juggernaut of creativity. Boasting intricate arrangements that bring to mind Pet Sounds-era Brian Wilson, Tatiana infuses her music with lyrics that tease, torment, or downright expose the fragility of relationships. She’s something of a chameleon, changing from track to track, offering different versions of herself and different reflections of the listener. ... more
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- Track Name: I'm just not Interested
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I'm not leading you on, and I'm gonna make it clear in this song;
I'm just not interested.
I'm flattered you think that I'm pretty... or something,
but once again, hey! I'm just not interested-
I'm not going to apologize for my lack of attraction when it comes to you.
And don't tell me that you, "Have a girlfriend anyway,"
after you forced me to be blatant, because it wasn't getting through.
Now you've called me a Cunt, because I had to be blunt.
Guess why? You just weren't taking the hint-
I'm not playing a game, and I barely even remembered your name.
I'm just not interested-
Please believe that I can sympathize with my lack of attraction
when it comes to you. Here's something that I came to realize;
Tis' better to be blatant than to sugar-coat with lies-
Uh, how did you get my number, anyway?...
Oh fuck, leave me alone.
I didn't mean for this to happen, but I guess I should've known.
Oh no, what did you say?
Didn't want a rash decision? Well you got one anyway.
Oh fuck! Leave me alone.
I didn't mean for this to happen, but I guess I should've known.
Oh fuck-
I'm not leading you on, and I think I've made it clear in this song;
I'm just not interested.
I'm not playing a game, and I barely even remembered your name!
I'm just not interested-
Please believe that I can sympathize with
my lack of attraction when it comes to you.
Here's something that I came to realize;
Tis' better to be blatant, than to sugar-coat with lies- - Track Name: A Typical Saturday Night
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Bah bah bah -- Saturday night!
doo-bee-doo-Aaaahh....
Walking into fights again- Never knowing how they begin,
and hoping that they never end; A typical Saturday night.
Hopped up on God-knows-what this time.
Long Islands, Jack and coke... Twist of lime?
Knowing somewhere that you're losing time,
on this wonderful Saturday night-
And you're losing that part of yourself
in the midst of the haze and the Hell.
So you get up, and go out for a light.
as you drink your last goodbye to
this beautiful Saturday night-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo Aaaahh!
Forget yourself, and your worries on this whimsical Saturday night.
A boy with tight jeans and in thick glasses, leans over
and kisses a girl. With a crew cut and tall boy, at a bar in Uptown...
You're out of your element amongst this world....
You get up and go for a light, as you flip your last goodbye to
this memorable Saturday night-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo-
Ha! Doo-bee-doo Aaahh...
Walking into fights again- Never knowing how they began,
and hoping that they'll never end; A typical Saturday night.
Fucked up on God-knows-what this time.
Long Islands, Jack and coke... Twist of lime?
Knowing somewhere that you're losing time,
on this wonderful Saturday night-
Wonderful...
Magical....
Fantastical....
Saturday night!
Bah bah bah -- Saturday...
Bah bah bah -- Saturday...
Bah bah bah -- Saturday night! - Track Name: Female Trouble (alternate, extended version)
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Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Here she comes again, with all of her estrogen.
Enough to make you run, but you still want to fuck her...
Maybe she's on a new mood stabilizer
maybe she'll give me one, if I pretend to like her-
Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Here she comes again, out of mind, without a friend.
Except the ones who want something from her-
Maybe she'll write a song about what kind of drug she's on
perhaps she'll write me one, so I feel important.
Maybe she's on a new mood stabilizer
maybe she'll give me one, if I pretend to like her-
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
I'm female trouble- - Track Name: Act II Waltz (1st version)
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It's for certain, no curtain call
final act, or closing scene,
nothing but the in-between.
No more reason to watch.
We can't end it, we will lose.
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
bah bah bah bah da da
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
bah bah bah bah da da
We're both fucking crazy
in conflicting ways, yeah-
You tell me you love me and then you disappear.
You want me forever, and yet you come nowhere near.
I haven't seen you since last year-
We can end this, if we choose.
No more games
no more chase
We need to end this, for the best.
No more chance- - Track Name: Myspace is masturbation
- Myspace is masturbation-
- Track Name: Lies&Cigs
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Lies, lies, and cigarettes, it's one right after the other.
I'm not gonna get it otherwise, so you better go and find another-
If your life is yours, and mine is my own
then why am I reaping what you've sown?
I can't help but wondering how
I got who, what, where, why, and now-
Lies, lies and cigarettes, it's one right after the other.
I never really trusted you, but somehow you still became a lover.
If my life is mine, and yours is your own
then why are you reaping what I've sown?
I'm not even sure now that either of us really ever loved the other-
Lies, lies, and cigarettes, it's one right after the other.
I'm not gonna get it otherwise, so you better go and find another-
If your life is yours, and mine is my own
then why am I reaping what you've sown?
I can't help but wondering how
I got who, what, where, why, and now-
It's over, it is over.
Over, over and done now.
Over, it's over.
It's over.
Over and DONE- - Track Name: Does it make me bad?
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I don't want you to pretend to care how I'm doing, because it's clear you don't
and I let go of all of this years ago.
Does it make me bad to say that I don't care?
When I'm okay with the fact you don't, I'm not pleading for your ear now.
Get out! It's a danger in your head.
Get it out! There's a stranger in your head.
Does it make me bad to say that I don't care?
When I'm okay with the fact you don't, I'm not pleading for your ear. No-
I don't want you to pretend to care what I'm doing, because it's clear you don't
and I let go of all of this years ago.
Does it make me bad to say that I don't care?
When I'm okay with the fact you don't, I'm not pleading for your ear now.
Get out! It's a danger in your head.
Get it out! There's a stranger in your head.
GET OUT- - Track Name: Lullamare
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Don't be alarmed,
because you are dreaming.
Don't be afraid,
because you are sleeping.
This is a nightmare,
but you are sleeping.
So don't be alarmed,
because you are dreaming.
You'll wake up.
I'll wake you up.
YOU'LL WAKE UP- - Track Name: The Cell Phone Tactic
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Walking at midnight
after dark- nobody's around.
I see two shadows
one is tall, the other kind of short.
On the cell phone
not feeling as alone
as you walk into their trap...
Hit in the head, maniac on your back
screaming, but noone's there.
Run into the street
walk a little faster, but wait...
he's got a gun-
Maybe you let him catch up on purpose- - Track Name: Act II Waltz (second version)
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It's for certain, no curtain call
final act, or closing scene,
nothing but the in-between.
No more reason to watch.
We can't end it, we will lose.
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
bah bah bah bah da da
Bah bah bah bah bah bah
bah bah bah bah da da
We're both fucking crazy
in conflicting ways, yeah-
You tell me you love me and then you disappear.
You want me forever, and yet you come nowhere near.
I haven't seen you since last year-
We can end this, if we choose.
No more games
no more chase
We need to end this, for the best.
No more chance- - Track Name: Female Trouble (1st version)
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Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Here she comes again, with all of her estrogen.
Enough to make you run, but you still want to fuck her...
Maybe she's on a new mood stabilizer
maybe she'll give me one, if I pretend to like her-
Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Doo doo doo doo doo doo da da da
doo doo doo da da da da
Here she comes again, out of mind, without a friend.
Except the ones who want something from her-
Maybe she'll write a song about what kind of drug she's on
perhaps she'll write me one, so I feel important.
Maybe she's on a new mood stabilizer
maybe she'll give me one, if I pretend to like her-
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
She's female trouble!
I'm female trouble-
