THE LONE WOLF’S GUIDE TO DATING (Cooper/Jones)
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Step one: don’t text back
Always leave ‘em wonderin’ where you’re at
Step two: Don’t make small talk or any kind of eye contact
Step three: call it “aloof,” not “emotionally unstable”
Bonus tip: vanish mid-date before the bill lands on the table 
 
Welcome to the lone wolf’s guide to dating
His rules on how to ever avoid ever relating
Swipes left on love, swipes right on pizza
Ghosts ‘em gently, just sayin’, “Nice to meet ya”
He’s got charm like a cactus and bark when you bait him
But hey, he’s cute but beware, he causes mayhem

Step four: He’s learnt to brood attractively
Stare off into the distance but oh so intensely
Step five: brings his baggage but won’t unpack it
Step six: make sure his red flags match his loud red jacket
And if someone says, “we need to talk,” he’ll turn and run
It’s worked surprisingly well for him since 1991

Welcome to the lone wolf’s guide to dating
His rules on how to ever avoid ever relating
Swipes left on love, swipes right on pizza
Ghosts ‘em gently, just sayin’, “Nice to meet ya”
He’s got charm like a cactus and bark when you bait him
But hey, he’s cute but beware, he causes mayhem

Yet sometimes… you’ll catch him a-howlin’ at the moon
Wishing someone special would come and get him soon
He snarls at commitment, sure, it’s true
But if you bring fresh meat, he might just devour you

Welcome to the lone wolf’s guide to dating
Avoids close ties but needs satiating
What if he tried, just once, not fleeing
Stayed for dessert and caught a sweet, rich feeling
Yeah, he’s rough around the edges, got a ways to go yet
But hey, who knows? He could be house trained and be somebody’s pet

Step seven: don’t bother to overthink
Step eight: have always nearby, a long cool drink
Step nine: admits occasionally to sometimes care
Step ten: runs his claws through his long coarse hair
His guide’s a total mess and so is he
But he might let you in his den, if you allow him to roam free
‘Cos if you managed to cut through all the myths surrounding him
You might just find he’s a sheep in a wolf’s clothing

The Lone Wolf's Guide to Dating

I SWIPED RIGHT INTO HEARTACHE (Cooper/Jones)
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I am a simple man into simple things 
I like three chords and an old six string
Minding my own I like to be alone
Don’t need anyone to make me whole 

Then I took a chance 
On you at first glance
Coz you looked kind 
And maybe were my type 
We got to texting 
Had some keyboard fun 
I got to thinking that you were the one 

But just as we got going 
Was when you got to ghosting

I swiped right into heartache 
Too naive for my own sake
Coz your profile was all fake
I made a big mistake 
When I swiped right into heartache 

I was kinda shy 
But you seemed so nice 
You coaxed me well 
Outta my tech shell 
I lowered my walls 
Not so bad after all 
But how I was wrong 
Suddenly you’d gone 

Coz just as we got going 
Was when you got to ghosting

I swiped right into heartache 
Too naive for my own sake
Coz your profile was all fake
I made a big mistake 
When I swiped right into heartache 

On the day your face stared back at me
From the light of my phone screen 
…You seemed a match
…A possible catch  
Your picture was serene

But I swiped right into heartache 
Too naive for my own sake
Coz your profile was all fake
I made a big mistake 
When I swiped right into heartache 

I swiped right into heartache 
Too naive for my own sake
Coz your profile was all fake
I made a big mistake 
When I swiped right into heartache 

I swiped right into heartache
It gave me a bad shake  
What a mess did an app make 
Gotta heal the break
Cos I swiped right into heartache

I Swiped Right Into Heartache

THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS (Cooper/Jones)
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In life there is one certainty
We all face our mortality
For it ends like it begins 
The house always wins 

We want eternal youth for all 
Which isn’t even possible 
For beauty fades and passion dims
The house always wins 

We make mistakes that we regret
But there’s one thing we can’t forget 
Regardless, we repent our sins 
The house always wins 

Like nature has its night and day
We bloom and soon will fade away 
Alas we only get one spin 
The house always wins 

We’re clever or so we believe  
We’ll beat it with technology
But not so fast, the dealer grins 
The house always wins 

So, while the ice caps slowly melt
Play the cards that you’ve been dealt
Don’t fight it, just give in 
The house always wins 

The house always wins 

The house always wins

The House Always Wins

ONE TO KNOW ONE (Cooper/Jones)
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It’s so easy to hang with you
I can be myself and tell the truth 
In these days and wayward times 
That is getting hard to find 

Kindred spirits or soul mates 
Whatever its name, it feels great 
To be known, just as I am 
No pretence, you understand 

Well, you know what they say 
And you know that it takes
 
One to know one 
(A deep recognition)
One to know one
(I see you, you see me)
One to know one 
(No words necessary)
One to know one 
(Just like you and me)

Such a thing is meaningful
I don’t need to act cool 
Mirror image, symmetry 
Of values, grace and sympathy 

Well, you know what they say 
And you know that it takes
 
One to know one 
(A deep recognition)
One to know one
(I see you, you see me)
One to know one 
(No words necessary)
One to know one
(Just like you and me)

We step in time 
Ride a tandem bike 
We’re two of a kind 
Me oh my, what a find

Well, you know what they say 
And you know that it takes
 
One to know one 
(A deep recognition)
One to know one
(I see you, you see me)
One to know one 
(No words necessary)
One to know one 
(Just like you and me) 


One to know one 
(A deep recognition)
One to know one
(I see you, you see me)
One to know one
(No words necesaary)
One to know one
(Just like you and me)

One to Know One

CUT ME SOME SLACK 
2025 Cooper/Jones
 
VERSE
Need to put some space between us
Breathe some different air
I won’t take you to the cleaners
If you let me take my share
Gotta get my head together
Try and just move on
From all that stormy weather
So much to improve on
 
CHORUS
Oh, cut me some slack
Don’t wanna come back
Oh, cut me some slack
I’m all out of whack

VERSE
Need some time for healing
Without intensity
Hopefully, then revealing
More sensitivity
Forget those lame excuses
Not to reach for help yourself
Don’t stew in your own juices
Protect your mental health
 
CHORUS
Oh, cut me some slack
Don’t wanna come back
Oh, cut me some slack
I’m all out of whack
 
BRIDGE
Give me a break from all this mess
There’s no point in it going on
It just causes increased distress
When all what we had is gone
 
CHORUS
Oh, cut me some slack
Don’t wanna come back
Oh, cut me some slack
I’m all out of whack


Cut Me Some Slack

ALMOST MY ALWAYS (Cooper/Jones)
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You were almost my always 
Close to sharing all our days 
We nearly made it but fell apart 
Now all that’s left are two broken hearts 
You were almost my always 

We tumbled as things moved fast
Like snow in an avalanche 
But extinguished all too soon
Was the flame that was new
The wind changed, oh so did you 

You were almost my always 
Close to sharing all our days 
We nearly made it but fell apart 
Now all that’s left are two broken hearts 
You were almost my always 

The heat of our passion, so intense 
For a while we made perfect sense 
But out of the blue and into the red 
I’m left lying on an empty bed 
I didn’t think we would ever end

You were almost my always 
Close to sharing all our days 
We nearly made it but fell apart 
Now all that’s left are two broken hearts 
You were almost my always 

You were smoke and mirrors instead of true 
Giving signals I was the one for you 
We came unstuck when you had to go

Was your love only there for show
I guess now I’ll never know 

You were almost my always 
Close to sharing all our days 
We nearly made it but fell apart 
Now all that’s left are two broken hearts 
You were almost my always 
  
You were almost my always 
You were almost my always 
You were almost my always 
Woh…oh…oh…
You were almost my always

Almost My Always

Last Chance Saloon (Cooper/Jones)
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Neon’s flickering like it’s had enough 
The bartender’s bored and the jukebox is stuck
I slid in a booth where I’ve been since noon
It’s all the same at the Last Chance Saloon

Smoke curls slow from a Marlboro sigh
She walks through the door and catches my eye
She don’t sit, just stands in the gloom
Like she came to haunt the Last Chance Saloon

This could be a gamble but I’ll play my cards 
Instead of clubs I might draw two hearts 
I better make my final bid soon  
Here in the lonely Last Chance Saloon 

The ‘squitos get zapped and fall to the floor 
Two drunks are bartering to have one more 
The graceful she-devil walks into the room 
To light up the dark in the Last Chance Saloon 

I glance at the ‘tender put this on my tab
As she orders a tonic and nods me her thanks
With a flick of her hair and the click of heeled boots 
She comes my way in the Last Chance Saloon 

I wish I could say she sat at my booth 
With the two of us talking and sharing our truths
But reality is we sang our own tunes 
So much for love at the Last Chance Saloon 

The fact is, she went and sat with a friend
Maybe more than a friend before the evening’s end
All I could do is look over and swoon
Until last orders at the Last Chance Saloon
Last Chance Saloon

Last Chance Saloon

400 Ways To Say It 
2025 Cooper Jones 

I’ve got 400 ways to say it 
Just as many ways to show it 
I will keep on making more
To make sure that you know it 
And with every passing year
When we find we’re still here
I’ll remind you of
All my love, for you

I’ll write you poetry 
And you’ll know it’s from me
‘Cause within each line
I’ll describe only things
Known to you and I

Like how beautiful you are
When you’re on your phone
Lying on the sofa
Smiling at the screen 
How emotional you are
When you watch the news
And there’s nothing you can do
To help everyone

I’ve got 400 ways to say it 
Just as many ways to show it 
I will keep on making more
To make sure that you know it 
And with every passing year
When we find we’re still here
I’ll remind you of
All my love, for you

I’ll play melodies for you
With words you’ll know are true
And there’ll be some little clues
As to why I cherish you
 
Like how wonderful you are
At always keeping calm
Saying the right thing
And saving the day
How generous you are
With your time and your patience
If only there were more
Good people like you

You, You 
You bring out the magic
Of life spent with you in it
In every special moment 
and every joyful minute

I’ve got 400 ways to say it 
Just as many ways to show it 
I will keep on making more
To make sure that you know it 
And with every passing year
When we find we’re still here
I’ll remind you of
All my love, for you

400 Ways To Say It

The Exit Wound (Cooper/Jones)
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It wasn’t in how you did it 
It wasn’t in the words you chose
No, it wasn’t in the reasons given
That wasn’t what hurt the most 

Not when you took up all ‘a your things 
And returned your key
Or gave me back my mother’s ring 
Though that was agony 

It was the exit wound
You pierced right through my heart 
The scar you left behind
It’s the slow at healin’ kind 
Every day’s excruciating 
Without you I’m slowly fading
The hardest thing is livin’ on
After lovin’s gone 

It sure did sting a lot
To see your eyes so cold 
But that wasn’t the painful part 
Of getting my heart broke

It was the exit wound
You pierced right through my heart 
The scar you left behind
It’s the slow at healin’ kind 
Every day’s excruciating 
Without you I’m slowly fading
The hardest thing is livin’ on
After lovin’s gone 

And all my future dreams 
That came crashing down 
Got my tears to run in streams 
But the cascade didn’t drown 

It was the exit wound
You pierced right through my heart 
The scar you left behind
It’s the slow at healin’ kind 
Every day’s excruciating 
Without you I’m slowly fading
The hardest thing is livin’ on
After lovin’s gone 
 The hardest thing is livin’ on
After lovin’s gone


The Exit Wound

LAST CALL FOR SECOND CHANCES (Cooper/Jones) 

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You left me behind 

And called it all off 

Then changed your mind  

When you couldn’t find love 

 

So, you reeled me back in  

With excuses and wine  

Been promisin’ me 

“This time we’ll be fine”  

 

It’s the last call for second chances  

No more time for dilly dalliances  

My heart’s not a toy, to toss back and forth 

It’s already broke, cain’t take anymore  

 

What are your intentions  

I heard myself say  

And that’s when you mentioned 

“Let’s just take each day” 

 

But what of the future 

Do you see my name 

Am I in the picture  

Or just outta frame  

 

It’s the last call for second chances  

No time left for dilly dalliances  

My heart’s not a toy, to toss back and forth 

It’s already broke, cain’t take anymore  

 

We didn’t work once  

So will we work twice  

I won’t stick around  

If you wanna try thrice 

 

I’m ringin’ the bell  

And sayin’ out loud 

No more kicking tires  

This man is too proud 

 

 It’s the last call for second chances  

No time left for dilly dalliances  

My heart’s not a toy, to toss back and forth 

It’s already broke, cain’t take anymore 

 

It’s the last call for old romances  

No time left for backward glances  

I’ve packed up my heart, my love and my song 

Goin’ someplace, where you can’t follow on  

 

It’s the last call for second chances  

No time left for dilly dalliances  

My heart’s not a toy, to toss back and forth 

It’s already broke, cain’t take anymore

Last Call for Second Chances

THREE CHORDS AND A WARNING LABEL (Cooper/Jones) 

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I’m stripped to the bone 

Runnin’ down a dirt road 

Ain’t no GPS for gone  

I’m lookin’ for a belle, 

A trailer park Mona Lisa  

With a high-noon heart for sale  

 

No regular gal  

Can ever win my heart  

I want an Annie-get-yer-gun now sort  

With one for the money 

Two turtle doves 

We’ll be married to the tune of love 

 

With three chords and a warning label 

We’ll be rocking every barn and stable  

Got pistol hearts and two guitars 

We’ll be livin’ like outlaws 

 

In our low-budget Heaven 

Where the whole world is watchin’ 

We’ll be two-steppin’ through our dreams  

Singin’ our songs  

To the masses and throngs 

Of cowboys and cowgirl-ies  

 

With three chords and a warning label 

We’ll be rockin’ every barn and stable  

Got pistol hearts and two guitars 

We’ll be livin’ like outlaws 

 

Baby we were born to misbehave 

As small-time, Z-list, changin’ our names  

Hidin’ in plain sight  

You’ll be Bonnie, I’ll be Clyde  

 

Gamblers, dreamers and everyday folks  

Wish they were us, livin’ life on the road 

With love as our Northern star  

One day we could go far 

 

With three chords and a warning label 

Three Chords and a Warning Label

Multi-instrumentalist and songwriter Georgiana has been performing and making music since the age of 5. She grew up in an American Army family, moving house and countries throughout her childhood and is a dual national USA/UK.

Cut Me Some Slack

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