[Verse 1]
We used to tune in late at night
Two signals dancing through the light
You were the spark across my line
Now there’s just static every time

[Pre-Chorus]
I call, you fade, the signal bends
We're interference, not quite friends
I twist the dial, but all I find
Is silence humming in rewind

[Chorus]
Love is a low frequency
I feel you under everything
A whisper in the circuitry
Still echoing
You’re not gone completely—
You just don’t ring
Love is a low frequency
Buried in the machine

[Verse 2]
I sent my voice across the air
But all I got was cold despair
No bounce-back on the radar screen
Just ghosts in lines you left between

[Pre-Chorus]
I chase your waveform in the dark
The feedback stings, it leaves a mark
Your memory’s a quiet beat
Repeating underneath my feet

[Chorus]
Love is a low frequency
I feel you under everything
A whisper in the circuitry
Still echoing
You’re not gone completely—
You just don’t ring
Love is a low frequency
Buried in the machine

[Bridge]
Can you hear me on the fringe?
Or are you gone beyond the hinge?
I'll keep listening through the noise
For one last pulse of what we were

[Final Chorus]
Love is a low frequency
It hums beneath my memory
A signal lost, but never free
Still haunting me
You're tuned out permanently—
But still I sing
Love is a low frequency
Fading like a dream

Love Is a Low Frequency

"Let Me Just Say This" is a brutally funny, no-holds-barred comedy album featuring seven comedians from Scotland, Mexico, Germany, Canada, Africa, Japan, and Britain—each delivering raw, unfiltered rants about what pisses them off most. It’s foul, furious, and weirdly noble, with every cent going to help end world hunger. We tried to get comics from more countries, but they all refused—probably because we let the German yell about IKEA and the Mexican call his boss a “cum goblin.” Their loss. Your ears. Humanity’s gain.

Takeshi Kanda Live (Nintendo)

[Intro – sweet harmony with a suspicious wink]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
She said she’d be home by ten…
But baby, it’s quarter past sin.

[Verse 1]
She wore a ribbon in her hair,
Talked like she was raised on prayer.
Her daddy said she don’t go far,
But I found lipstick in my car.
She giggled like a debutante,
But girl had moves the nuns don’t want.
She told her folks she’s doin’ chores…
While stealin’ kisses out my back door.

[Backup – finger snaps and “tsk-tsk” sounds]
Angel face, but devil's shoes,
Snuck out with my spare house keys too.

[Chorus]
Daddy’s little angel… snuck out my back door,
Left her halo on my kitchen floor.
She said, “I’m innocent,” and maybe she meant it,
But baby that lie was factory-vented.
Yeah, Daddy’s little angel, pure no more…
She snuck out my heart, and then my back door.

[Verse 2]
She batted lashes like a saint,
But baby, that ain’t no restraint.
She sipped my soda, kissed my neck,
Then peeled out fast in my Corvette.
Told her mom she’s studyin’ math,
But we were doin’ donuts on the overpass.
I said, “Aren’t you grounded, doll?”
She said, “Only if I get caught at all.”

[Backup – mock angelic]
She’s sweet, she’s kind, she’s full of grace…
And probably robbed a Texaco place.

[Chorus]
Daddy’s little angel… snuck out my back door,
With leather pants and a ‘54 Ford.
She said, “Let’s just keep this clean,”
Then graffitied “Boys drool” on my washing machine.
Yeah, Daddy’s little angel, sweet to the core…
But she stole my heart and my extension cord.

[Bridge – slow it down, heartbroken and stunned]
I told her I’d wait on the porch all night…
She said, “Good, keep it warm—I’ll be back before light.”

[Final Chorus – belt it, full swoon]
Daddy’s little angel… snuck out my back door,
Left a note that just said “LOL, dork.”
She took my coat, she took my smokes,
She took my last slice and my mom’s old soaps.
Yeah, Daddy’s little angel, full of lore…
And she’s probably halfway to Baltimore.

[Outro – harmony fades like tire tracks in the rain]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
(That wasn’t her first time out that door…)

Daddy’s Little Angel (Snuck Out My Back Door)

[Intro – sultry and slow]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
I’m yours, baby…
Like gum on a shoe…
Or a blade in a boot.

[Verse 1]
You walked by with a look so mean,
Leather skirt and a switchblade sheen.
You kissed my cheek and cracked a joke,
Then threatened some guy for bummin’ a smoke.
I knew right then—I was in deep,
You love like fire, and I love heat.
So I stitched your name on my tattoo,
Right under “Mom” and a skull or two.

[Backup – smooth & scary]
She’s got sass, she’s got steel,
He’s got scars that’ll never heal.

[Chorus]
I’m stuck on you…
With a switchblade too.
You break my heart, I say, “Thank you.”
You slap, I swoon. You hiss, I hum,
You stabbed my tire—I still brought gum.
Yeah, love ain’t soft, it cuts right through…
And I’m stuck on you… with a switchblade too.

[Verse 2]
You said, “Don’t flirt unless you mean it,”
Then tossed a lighter and said, “Clean it.”
We slow-danced at the county fair,
Right before you pulled some girl’s hair.
You don’t do sweet, you don’t do calm,
You once carved a poem into your palm.
But you held my hand and kissed my jaw,
Then keyed “I <3 U” into my pa’s new car.

[Backup – intense harmonies]
She’s got rage, he’s got grace,
They make out at a criminal’s pace.

[Chorus]
I’m stuck on you…
With a switchblade too.
You broke my nose, but said “I choose you.”
You swing, I duck. You growl, I grin,
It’s not abuse—it’s passion with a spin.
Yeah, they say love’s rough… they never knew—
I’m stuck on you… with a switchblade too.

[Bridge – softer, almost tender]
Some folks want roses, poems, and pearls…
Me? I want warning signs and wild girls.

[Final Chorus – rising intensity, full body doo-wop]
I’m stuck on you…
With a switchblade too.
Our love leaves marks in shades of blue.
You wreck my soul, then kiss it better,
We carve “forever” in each other’s leather.
So if I vanish, check Tattoo Lou—
I’m stuck on you…
And your switchblade too.

[Outro – quiet, dangerous, beautiful]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
She’s got my heart…
And also my fingerprints…

Stuck on You (With a Switchblade Too)

[Intro – falsetto hum, like a lullaby]
Mmmmmm… doo-wah, doo-wah…
I’m totally fine…
Mostly…

[Verse 1]
I only cried once… (doo-wah)
Every hour on the hour.
Just a little tear or two—
Nothin’ major, nothin’ new.
I’m still cool, I’m still alright,
Just soaking through my pillow every night.
A man’s got pride, he don’t fall apart…
Unless she’s gone and took his heart.

[Backup]
He’s fine, he’s fine, yeah sure he is,
Just cryin’ in his root beer fizz.

[Chorus]
I only cried once (doo-wop) every hour,
Not like I’m countin’, I just check the clock and glower.
It’s not like I’m breakin’ down,
Screamin’ her name all over town…
I only cried once…
Every hour since she left with the guy from the tire shop.

[Verse 2]
I walked past her house (doo-wah),
Only twelve or thirteen times.
Just to stretch, y’know, clear my mind…
Ignore the sign that said “No Trespassin’ This Time.”
I wrote her name in mustard on my lunch,
Called the radio and sobbed through brunch.
But it’s cool, I’m chill, I swear I’m grand…
Just practiced wedding vows with my left hand.

[Backup]
He’s fine, he’s dandy, he’s not obsessed…
He just carved her name on his denim vest.

[Chorus]
I only cried once (doo-wop) every hour,
Right on the dot like a heartbreak shower.
My watch don’t tick, it just sighs,
To the rhythm of my weepy cries.
I only cried once…
Every hour since she danced with the guy in the matching socks.

[Bridge – slow, dramatic]
They say time heals every ache…
But my pocket watch is startin’ to shake.
I think the cuckoo bird just moved out…

[Final Chorus – crescendo to catharsis]
I only cried once (doo-wop) every hour,
From prom night right through Eisenhower.
I’m holdin’ on like a broken mop,
Cleanin’ up tears at the record shop.
Yeah, I only cried once…
Every hour—
Since she left me for a man with a guitar and a three-piece band.

[Outro – soft echo, trailing off like the last drop of soda]
(Doo-wah… doo-wah… only once…)

I Only Cried Once (Every Hour)

[Intro – spoken, under breath]
“Dad took my keys…
Mom took my comb…
But they can’t take this groove.”

[Verse 1]
I tried to sneak out through the screen,
But tripped and knocked over the whole ice cream machine.
Now I’m locked up, wearin’ shame,
With nothing but a record and a window frame.
They say, “No girls, no rock, no roll,”
But I still got rhythm in my very soul.
Can’t leave the porch, can’t see my crew,
But I’m still moonwalkin’ in my room!

[Backup – finger snaps & harmony]
Grounded deep, can’t leave the spot,
But this boy’s feet still run real hot!

[Chorus]
Do-wop, don’t stop, even though I’m grounded,
Mom says “no,” but my heart’s surrounded—
By beats, by bass, by teenage ache,
By dreams of dancing by the frozen cake.
They can take my bike and my soda pop,
But do-wop… don’t stop.

[Verse 2]
She passed me notes in science class,
Said, “Meet me later near the grass.”
I said, “I would but Dad’s gone nuts—
He found my jacket and cut my smokes to butts.”
I hum our tune beneath my breath,
Like Romeo but with less dramatic death.
She waves from her yard, I tap the screen,
We're both prisoners of the suburban machine.

[Backup – falsetto groove]
No more mall, no more pie,
But baby, I still harmonize!

[Chorus]
Do-wop, don’t stop, even though I’m grounded,
My stereo’s low, but love’s unbounded.
I twist in socks on the linoleum floor,
I’ve danced a groove into the pantry door.
They can hide my shoes and mop the slop—
But do-wop… don’t stop.

[Bridge – dreamy slow section]
Someday I’ll be free…
With my hair, my girl, and my fake ID.
But ‘til then I’ll dance right here,
With the mop, the cat, and a root beer tear…

[Final Chorus – full harmony, high drama]
Do-wop, don’t stop, even though I’m grounded,
My spirit's loud, even when I'm hounded.
They can take my wheels, unplug the phone,
But this beat? It's in my bones.
Yeah, they got the keys, they made me mop…
But do-wop…
Doooon’t…
Stoooop.

[Outro – whispered harmony as the light fades]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
(Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop…)

Doo-Wop, Don’t Stop (Even Though I’m Grounded)

[Intro – breathy, dreamy]
Mmm… she walks like a song…
She talks like a sigh…
She smells like… is that cinnamon?

[Verse 1]
She smiled at me in home ec class,
My knees went weak, I dropped my glass.
She touched my hand, my heart took flight…
But also there was cherry pie that night.
Now I lie awake and I ask the sky:
Is this true love… or was it just the pie?

[Backup – high and confused]
Ooh girl, you’re sweet…
But so is pie crust heat…

[Chorus]
I think I might be in love (doo-wop)
But I also just really like pie.
When you said hi, I nearly died,
But so did I… when the baker guy
Pulled out that blueberry surprise.
So I don’t know if I’m fallin’ for your eyes…
Or for pie.

[Verse 2]
We talked for hours at the fair,
You laughed so loud, tossed back your hair.
But girl I swear, no lie, no fib—
I was also eyein’ that lemon meringue bib.
You leaned in close, said “Tell me true…”
And I said “I want you… and possibly fondue.”

[Backup – harmonizing like it’s gospel]
She’s got grace, she’s got style…
But pecan’s been with me a while…

[Chorus]
I think I might be in love (doo-wop)
But I also just really like pie.
You make my heart do jumpin’ jacks,
But so does peach with that buttery back.
Is this fate or just sugar high?
Can’t tell if I’m lovesick… or if I need pie.

[Bridge – soft and conflicted]
I’d climb a mountain just for your smile…
But I’d also walk ten miles
For a slice of rhubarb that’s been chilled just right…

[Final Chorus – full swoon, tight harmony]
I think I might be in love…
But baby, so help me, I really like pie.
You’re my angel, you’re my star,
But there’s banana cream behind the bar.
So if I seem a little shy…
It’s not you, it’s… probably pie.

[Outro – whispered]
Mmm… I love you, girl…
Unless that’s… apple…

Shoo-wop… shoo-wop… à la mode...

I Think I Might Be in Love (But I Also Just Really Like Pie)

[Intro – spoken, devastated but dignified]
She kissed me…
Right on the lips…
Then said “You’re too mainstream” and disappeared into a cloud of clove smoke.

[Verse 1]
We were goin’ steady since junior year,
She wore my ring, I held her root beer.
We danced to Elvis, we kissed in fog,
Then she met this guy who lives with his dog.
He snapped, he smoked, he wore no shoes,
Read poems out loud like he had the blues.
She said, “He gets me in ways you don’t…”
I said, “I got a comb,” but she said, “I won’t.”

[Backup – snappin’ and sighin’]
He wore black, he talked slow,
And stole my girl with a beatnik glow.

[Chorus]
She kissed me… then eloped with a beatnik,
Left me cryin’ in my Buick.
He don’t dance, he don’t shave,
But now they’re livin’ in some folk café cave.
I wore leather, he wore tweed—
Guess the world don’t run on speed.
Yeah, she kissed me…
Then eloped with a beatnik.

[Verse 2]
He quoted Marx, she called it fate,
They honeymooned at a figure drawing slate.
He plays the spoons, she plays guitar,
I’m just here talkin’ to my broken car.
I wrote her notes, she wrote free verse,
I brought her fries, he brought the universe.
She said, “Don’t wait, just feel the void…”
I said, “Baby, I’m voided, unemployed!”

[Backup – layered harmony]
He don’t jive, he don’t bop,
He just sips tea in a butcher shop.

[Chorus]
She kissed me… then eloped with a beatnik,
Now they’re drinkin’ something herbal and mystic.
He calls her “cat,” she calls him “Jack,”
I call her voicemail but she won’t call back.
I had style, I had a comb,
Now I just haunt the metronome.
Yeah, she kissed me…
Then eloped with a beatnik.

[Bridge – soft and broken]
I miss her laugh, I miss her shoes…
She said, “You rhyme too much.”
I said, “That’s what I do.”

[Final Chorus – big, wounded, full group sway]
She kissed me… then eloped with a beatnik,
Took my records, left me a toothpick.
She left with jazz, I stayed with pop,
Now I’m the sad guy at the soda shop.
I croon, I cry, I still look slick…
But she kissed me…
Then eloped…
With a beatnik.

[Outro – slow snaps fading like bongos in the rain]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
Gone daddy… gone.

She Kissed Me (Then Eloped with a Beatnik)

[Intro – spoken softly]
I called… I wrote… I sang outside her window…
But all I got was silence, baby.
So I did what any broken boy would do…
I rhymed it.

[Verse 1]
(Ooh-wah ooh)
She said she’d call me “maybe soon,”
We slow danced underneath the moon.
But now my phone don’t ever ring—
Just me and my guitar string.

[Backup – falsetto]
No replies, no goodbye-ies…
She vanished like a dream with thighs…

[Chorus]
She ghosted me… (doo-wop, doo-wah)
But I still wrote her a song. (Ooh-wah, ooh-wah)
She disappeared like Elvis hair in the wind—
But my heartbreak goes on and on.
I even rhymed her name with “constellation,”
And begged her back with modulation…
Yeah, she ghosted me, but I’m still crooning strong.

[Verse 2]
I carved her name into a tree,
Then cried so hard I watered it.
My friends said “Man, let that girl go,”
But I harmonized my deepest woe.

[Backup – dramatic, tight harmony]
She left no note, no ‘see ya later’…
Just disappeared like a jukebox fader…

[Chorus]
She ghosted me… (doo-wop, doo-wah)
But I still wrote her a song.
She blocked me on the rotary line—
Now I solo in the dark till dawn.
I hit that high note through the pain,
Even pressed it to acetate again…
Yeah, she ghosted me…
But baby, this heartbreak’s singin’ along.

[Bridge – smooth and swoony]
Maybe one day she’ll hear it play…
In a diner, or a matinee…
And she’ll say “dang, that boy was sweet…”
As she ghosts someone else on the very next street…

[Final Chorus – key change]
She ghosted me… (Doo-wop doo-wah)
But I still wrote her a song.
I croon in stereo despair,
While she’s off somewhere dyeing her hair.
She left me blue, she left me dry…
But I still got my doo-wop cry.
Yeah, she ghosted me…
And this song’s four minutes too long…

[Outro – falsetto echo]
Still wrote… her a song…
(Ooh-wah-ooh… shoo-doo-bop…)

She Ghosted Me (But I Still Wrote Her a Song)

[Intro – soft and dreamy]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
You stole my heart…
And possibly saved me two months' late fees…

[Verse 1]
I saw you standin’ by the mailbox key,
The sunlight hit you and my rent hit me.
You had a smile like springtime dew,
And access to Unit 102.
It’s not the lease that made me stare,
It’s the way you float down that concrete stair.
But if you happen to waive that fee,
Well hey, that’s just economy.

[Backup – buttery smooth]
He loves her deep, he loves her true…
And maybe loves her water bill too.

[Chorus]
You’re the one I love…
And also the landlord’s daughter.
It’s purely fate—plus I need hot water.
You light me up like the kitchen stove,
And you’re the only reason I re-signed this cove.
Yeah, you’re the dream I can't afford…
Unless you talk to your dad and maybe put in a good word.

[Verse 2]
We danced in the laundry room at night,
You held my hand by the flick’ring light.
You whispered soft, “I think you’re sweet…”
And I whispered, “Does this unit come with heat?”
We kissed beneath the exit sign,
And now you’re permanently on my mind.
It’s true love, not just a ploy…
But… like… do you validate for my unemployed boy?

[Backup – tight harmony]
He’s into her, not just the lease…
Though free trash pickup would be peace.

[Chorus]
You’re the one I love…
And also the landlord’s daughter.
You’re my Juliet—whose dad owns the water.
It’s not your duplex I desire,
It’s your soul… and maybe a working dryer.
Girl, you make my rent feel shorter…
You’re the one I love, and the landlord’s daughter.

[Bridge – dramatic pause, voice cracks just a bit]
If loving you means paying full rent…
Then I guess I’ll just…
Go month to month…

[Final Chorus – grand swell, eyes closed]
You’re the one I love…
And also the landlord’s daughter.
My passion’s real… but so is the boiler.
Let’s share a lease, a life, a view,
And maybe get the roaches out too.
Yeah, I’d love you even if your name was Sue…
But being the landlord’s daughter sure makes it easier to do.

[Outro – soft fade]
Shoo-wop… shoo-wop…
(Don’t raise the rent…)

You’re the One I Love (And Also the Landlord’s Daughter) (bonus track)

[Intro – spoken, tough but tender]
It was Friday night…
Johnny was orderin’ fries.
Tommy was checkin’ his hair in the napkin dispenser.
And then she walked in…

[Verse 1]
(Ooh-wah, ooh-wah)
She had curlers in her hair and danger in her eyes,
A cherry Coke smile and a jukebox strutin’ vibe.
She slid into a booth like a movie star dream—
And me? I dropped my spoon and started to scream:

[Lead singer]
I saw her first! (Yeah, yeah!)
Don’t you even try!
She looked at me! (Uh-huh!)
While you were wipin’ pie!

[Backup]
We threw some fists,
We knocked down trays…
Some ketchup flew,
And someone yelled, “Hey!”

[Chorus]
I saw her first at the soda counter brawl,
Under neon lights and a chocolate malt wall.
She didn’t flinch when I took that punch,
She just sipped her shake and watched us lunge.
Yeah, love don’t wait—it throws and sprawls…
I saw her first… at the soda counter brawl.

[Verse 2]
She had a letterman’s heart on her cardigan sleeve,
But a leather-jacket look that made me believe.
Tommy said, “Back off!” and I said, “No dice!”
Then he swung with a tray full of curly fries.

[Backup]
There was a crash,
A soda blast,
Someone slipped
On coleslaw fast…

[Chorus]
I saw her first at the soda counter brawl,
Right between a milkshake and a payphone call.
We danced with fists while the waitress cried,
She just winked and twirled her cherry tie.
Yeah, cupid came with a food fight drawl…
I saw her first… at the soda counter brawl.

[Bridge – slower, dreamy]
They threw us out by the parking lot light…
She said, “That was dumb.”
I said, “But was it romantic?”
She smiled like a storm…
And took my comb.

[Final Chorus – BIG finish, harmony heaven]
I saw her first at the soda counter brawl,
We fell in love by the fries and coleslaw.
My eye was black, my ego bruised,
But baby, that’s how hearts get used.
Yeah, I won her love with a side of brawlin’ brawls…
‘Cause I saw her first…
At the soda counter brawl.

[Outro – soft doo-wop fade]
(Ooh-wah, ooh-wah… I saw her fiiiiiirst…)

Love Is a Low Frequency

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