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released July 18, 2018

Tricity Vogue – vocals, ukulele, kazoo. Becca Toft – trumpet. Emma Bassett – trombone. Yasmin Ogilvie – saxophone. Emily O’Hara – guitar, backing vocals. Sarah Bodalbhai – piano, backing vocals. Amy Baldwin – double bass. Michele Drees – drums, backing vocals. Josephine Shaker – tap dancing.
Recorded at Cowshed Studios & Cross Lane Studios, London, in May & June 2018. Produced by Nick Trepka.
Photo by James Millar Photography, illustration by Heather Tyrrell.
Bowler Hat, Bad Showgirl and Run Away and Join The Circus by Heather Tyrrell. Sweet Dreams by David Steward & Annie Lennox. Tainted Love by Ed Cobb. All About That Bass by Paul Kadish & Meghan Trainor. Don't Bring Lulu by Lew Brown, Ray Henderson & Billy Rose. Rasputin by Fred Jay, Frank Farian, George Reyam & Arve Sigvaldsen. King Of The Swingers by Robert & Richard Sherman.
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Track Name: Tricity Vogue's All Girl Swing Band - Don't Bring Lulu
You can bring Pearl, she`s a damn fine girl, But don't bring Lulu!
You can bring Rose with the turned-up nose, But don't bring Lulu!
Lulu always wants to do what the folks donwt want her to.
When she struts her stuff around, London bridge is falling down!
You can bring cake or a porterhouse steak, but don`t bring Lulu!
Lulu gets blue and goes cuckoo like the clock upon the shelf.
She`s the kind of smarty breaks up every party,
Hullabaloo loo, don't bring Lulu, she'll come by herself!

You can bring Flo, her dad`s got dough but don't bring Lulu!
You can bring Lil, she`s an awful pill, but don't bring Lulu!
Lulu has the reddest hair, auburn here and henna there.
How can you boys keep your heads? Bulls go wild when they see red.
You can bring peas and crackers and cheese, but don`t bring Lulu!
When she gets sore and slams the door the plates fly off the shelf.
She can make a fella wild on sarsaparilla.
Hullabaloo loo, don`t bring Lulu, she'll come by herself!
Track Name: All About That Bass
Because you know I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
All about the bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout that bass...

Yeah, it's pretty clear, I'm no size two
But I can shake it, shake it, like I'm supposed to do
I got the boom boom all the boys chase
And all the right junk in all the right places

I see those magazine workin' that Photoshop
We know that stuff ain't real, come on now, make it stop
If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up
'Cause every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah, my mama she told me "Don't worry about your size"
“Because nobody measures the booty they hold at night"
You know I won't be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll
So if that's what you're into, just go 'head and move along

Because you know I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
All about the bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout that bass...

I'm bringing booty back
Go ahead and tell those skinny ladies that
Hey, I'm just playing, I know you think you're fat
But I'm here to tell you...
Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top

Yeah my mama she told me, "Don't worry about your size"
“Because nobody measures the booty they hold at night"
You know I won't be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll
So if that's what you're into, then go 'head and move along

Because you know I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
All about the bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout that bass...

Because you know I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
All about the bass
'Bout that bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout the bass, no treble
I'm all about the bass
'Bout that bass...
Track Name: Bowler Hat
I just saw the nattiest guy
Looking so sharp he caught my eye
All dressed up in a suit and tie
And a brand new bowler hat
Well how ‘bout that? (Bowler hat!)

He went walking down the street
Shiny shoes on his nifty feet
But the thing that made his look complete
Was his brand new bowler hat
Just look at that (Bowler hat!)

I like his flair
I like his style
I do declare
The cut of his cloth made me smile

So quick as a flash I turned around
My day’s new purpose had been found
For I would run that guy to ground
By following his hat
His bowler hat (Bowler hat!)

Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
That was a verse of scat
Yes they call it that.
All together now!
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
We all like a bit of scat
Nothing wrong with that

I want that man
He will be mine
In his bright shoes
I see my future shine

Straight into his arms I’ll fall
He and I will have a ball
Wearing nothing else at all
But his brand new bowler hat
Just look at that (bowler hat!)
I fancy that (bowler hat!)
Well how ‘bout that? (bowler hat!)
Nothing wrong with that (Bowler hat!)
Track Name: Sweet Dreams and Tainted Love
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas,
Everybody's looking for something.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Sometimes I feel I've got to run away
I've got to get away
From the pain you drive into the heart of me.
The love we share seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light 'cause I toss and turn - I can't sleep at night.
Once I ran to you
now I run from you
This tainted love you've given -
I gave you all a girl could give you.
Take my tears and that's not nearly all -
Tainted love - tainted love.
Don't touch me please - I cannot stand the way you tease.
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm gonna pack my things and go.
Kiss me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Tainted love - tainted love

Sweet dreams are made of this...
Track Name: Run Away and Join the Circus
I know the world is round
So why should I be square
And live inside a box
That never goes anywhere?
I want to be in a place where the people
Prefer life upside down
And always bounce back up on their feet
Whenever they fall on the ground
Where there are really angels in the sky
And one of them will teach me how to fly
How to fly

Bum bum bum, bum-bum-bum bum bum bum, bum-bum bum
Run away and join the circus
Fun of every shape and size
Come inside and see the wonders
You won’t believe your eyes

But I can’t run, not me, not even to join the circus
Whenever I run I get a stitch right here in my side
I can’t catch, I can’t throw
I can’t cartwheel, I know
I’ll fall over if I balance on my hands
I get dizzy and sick
If you spin me too quick
And I can’t bend my body the wrong way round
If I swallow fire
I might burn my tongue
If I fly through the air
I might fall on my
Bum bum bum bum-bum-bum bum
So what's to be done?
Why don’t I take my ukulele to the circus?
Why don’t I show the circus folk what I can play?
And if you like the song, perhaps you’ll sing along
And let me stay
Let me stay
What do you say?

Run away and join the circus
Fun of every shape and size
Come inside and see the wonders
You won’t believe your eyes, believe your eyes
Believe your eyes, believe your eyes
You won’t believe your eyes
Track Name: King of the Swingers
Now I'm the king of the swingers, oh
The jungle VIP
I've reached the top and had to stop
And that's what botherin' me
I wanna be a man, mancub
And stroll right into town
And be just like the other men
I'm tired of monkeyin' around!
Oh, oobee doo
I wanna be like you
I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too
You'll see it's true someone like me
Can learn to be like someone like you
Now don't try to kid me, mancub
I'll make a deal with you
What I desire is man's red fire
To make my dream come true
Now, give me the secret, mancub
Come on, clue me what to do
Give me the power of man's red flower
So I can be like you
Oh, oobee doo
I wanna be like you
I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too
You'll see it's true someone like me
Can learn to be like someone like you
Track Name: Bad Showgirl
There’s a bad showgirl loose on the town
A bad showgirl running around
She’s gonna steal your heart away
Then steal your drink and make you pay
If she gives you the time of day
Bad showgirl bad
Bad

From a distance she’s a stunner but you better keep the five feet rule
(bad showgirl, bad bad showgirl)
Or you may spot a little bit of tarnish on this jewel
(bad, bad, bad, bad)
She bought her hair on ebay and it cost her seven ninety nine
(bad showgirl, bad bad showgirl)
And the splashes on her gown are not the dressing room rider wine

The trail of glitter in her wake
Will cover up the odd mistake
And almost everything is fake
Bad showgirl bad
Bad
Bad
Bad
Bad girl.
Track Name: Rasputin
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar
But the cassock he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
For power became known to more and more people
The demands to do something about this outrageous
Man became louder and louder
This man's just got to go, declared his enemies
But the ladies begged, don't you try to do it, please
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
Come to visit us they kept demanding
And he really came
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and said, I feel fine
Ra ra Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra ra Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him 'til he was dead
Oh, those Russians

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