The Boogieman tboudreau I just might be hiding behind your bedroom door you might find me lying under your bed, down on the floor You swear you hear the creekin' coming up the stairs you got your eye on the peep-hole and nobody's there…

No Walmart Christmas (Boudreau) He makes a list and he checks it twice He dont give a rip about naughty or nice Its all about everyday low price Or maybe it's on sale Deck the halls like a wrecking ball Gotta get there before there…

Shadows Of Doubt boudreau It seems as I get older I find less and less there is to say I just shrug my shoulders Politely walk away I tend to pull in from the edges Try and tuck it all inside refuse to do battle Even when i know that…

Going Nowhere boudreau/capalbo won't ya stay a while, wont ya let down that hair Tell me what's you're hurry, you're already here I swear theres nothing going on out there We'll catch and release all space and time We'll speak in colors…

Happily Ever After (Boudreau) I’ve been counting on the sun to come and melt my blues away I’ve been dying for your smile all day I’m trying to find the reason I’ve been moving so slow I guess I’m just tired of blaming the snow So I…

Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…

Cemetery Mary tboudreau /cmaiorano I went out creeping on a Halloween night Looking for the scream of my life Not a single soul was sleeping every spook was insight Even half-dead were alive There's a guilty moon hanging in the gallows…

Secondhand Stray tboudreau music by Cmariano / Tboudreau i watch ya walking these streets, a few feet off the ground i hear ya talking so sweet, never making a sound i see ya looking so cute your such a secondhand stray from your bracelets…

The Boogieman tboudreau I just might be hiding behind your bedroom door you might find me lying under your bed, down on the floor You swear you hear the creekin' coming up the stairs you got your eye on the peep-hole and nobody's there…

Outta Sight boudreau Flip topping, cherry popping Never stopping to look inside Wearin’, tearin’ with power steering And I’m veering off into the night I disappear outta sight Short days in so many ways I’m amazed I’m not sleeping…