Turn Me On (First Sessions Demo) - Norah Jones

Come away with me in the night Come away with me and I will write you a song Come away with me on a bus Come away where they can't tempt us with their lies And I wanna walk with you On a cloudy day In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high So won't you try to come? Come away with me and we'll kiss on a mountaintop Come away with me and I'll never stop loving you And I wanna wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof While I'm safe there in your arms so all I ask is for you To come away with me in the night Come away with me

Like a flower waiting to bloom Like a light in a dark room I'm here waiting for you To come home and turn me on Like the desert waiting for the rain Like a school kid waiting for the spring I'm just sittin' here waiting for you To come on home and turn me on And my poor heart, it's been so dark Since you've been gone After all, you're the one who turns me off But you're the only one who can turn me back on My Hi-Fi is waiting for a new tune My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes I'm just sittin' here waiting for you To come on home and turn me on My poor heart, it's been so dark Since you have been gone After all, you're the one who turns me off But you're the only one who can turn me back on My Hi-Fi is waiting for a new tune My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes I'm just sittin' here waiting for you To come on home and turn me on Turn me on

Well I'm back again for another night Of trying to break free from this sadness that I can't lay to rest This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her, so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose If a tear should fall if I should whisper her name To some stranger I'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old Buck Owens song I know she won't mind she won't even know She'll be dancing with a memory crying teardrops of her own Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose From the memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue It helps me forget her so the louder the better Hey mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose. Yeah, mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby