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Grace Jones' first album, released in 1977. Produced by Tom Moulton for Beam Junction Records. Backing Vocals by Sweethearts of Sigma. Recorded and mixed at Sigma Sound Studios, Philadelphia. Singles released from this album include "That's the Trouble" and videos include "La Vie en Rose."




1. Send in the Clowns
2. What I did for Love
3. Tomorrow
4. La Vie en Rose
5. Sorry
6. That's the Trouble
7. I need a Man

Send In The Clowns (S. Sondheim)

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air,
Send in the clowns, send in the clowns,

Isn't it bliss? don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around,
One who can't move,
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns,

Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted,
Was yours,
Making my entrance again with my,
Usual flair,
Sure of my lines,
No one is there,

Don't you love farce?
My fault I fear,
I thought thar you'd want what I want,
Sorry my dear,
And where are the clowns?
Quick send in the clowns,
Don't bother, they're here,

Isn't it rich? isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late,
In my career,
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns,
(?)
Send in the clowns. (x10),

What I Did For Love (E. Klebam / M. Hamlisch)

Kiss today goodbye,
The sweetness and the sorrow,
Wish me luck, the same to you,
But I can't regret, what I did for love,
What I did for love.

Took me by surprise,
The gift was ours to borrow,
It's as if we always knew,
What I did for love,
What I did for love.

(?) love is never gone,
As we travel on,
That's what we remember.

Kiss today goodbye,
And point me t'ward tomorrow,
Thinking, what we had to do,

Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love,
What I did for love,
What I did for love,

(?) love is never gone,
As we travel on,
That's what we remember.

Kiss today goodbye,
And point me t'ward tomorrow,
Thinking, what we had to do,

Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love,
What I did for love,
What I did for love,
What I did for love,

Tomorrow (M. Charnin / CHS. Strouse)

The sun'll come out, tomorrow,
Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow,
There'll be sun,

Just thinkin' about, tomorrow,
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none,

When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely,
I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say,

Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow,
So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow,
Come what may.

Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow,
Your'e only a day away,

The sun'll come out, tomorrow,
Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow,
There'll be sun,

Just thinkin' about, tomorrow,
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none,

When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely,
I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say,

Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow,
So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow,
Come what may.

Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow,
Your'e always a day away,

Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow,
Your'e only a day away,

The sun'll come out, tomorrow,
Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow,
There'll be sun,

Just thinkin' about, tomorrow,
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none,

When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely,
I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say,

Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow,
So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow,
Come what may.

Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow,
Your'e always a day away,

Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow,
Your'e only a day away, (x10)

La Vie en Rose (E. Piaf / Louiguy)

Des yeuz qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voila le portrait sans retouche
De L'homme auguel J'appartiens
Quand il me prend dans ses bras,

Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose
Il me dit des mots d'amour
das mots de tous les Jours,

Et ca me fait quelques choses
Il est entre dans mon coeur,

Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause
C'est lui pour
Moi, moi pour lui dans la vie
Il me L'a dit, L'a jure pour la vie,

Et des que je L'apercois
Alors je sens en moi, mon coeur qui bat...

Des nuits d'amour a plus finir
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
Les ennuis, des chagrins S'effacent
Heureux, heureux a en mourir

Sorry (G. Jones / P. Papadimondis)

Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,

Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was no good at jealousy, no good at jealousy.

He's here, oh honey for just a day,
I'll find away to get away,
No matter what you say, hey hey.

He's here, oh honey for just aday,
He's coming from so far away,
For just a day, hey hey.
I don't want to deceive you,
But tell me how can I be true,
When all the jealosy,
Keeps me from telling it all to you.

Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,

He's here, oh honey for just once a year,
That aint' so much for you to share,
That aint' so much to share.

He's here, oh honey for just once a year,
You got my lovin' right here,
Prepare now there, now there.

Nothing is never the same when your sorry,
I'm really sorry of my jealousy,
Keeps you from knowing another side of me,
He loves me too and hes not jealous of you.

Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy.

Baby, sorry, jealousy, sorry, jealousy,
So full of jealousy...

Thats The Trouble (G.Jones / P. Papadimondis)

Every night, to take a walk on high to see,
The shadows of the moonlight, when this guy,
Began to follow me, and now you see.

Thats the trouble.

Then he turned my head, to my surprise,
He stared so seriously, in my eyes and said,
"Why, I'd like for you to come on home woth me."

Thats the trouble,
Every man I see, thats the trouble.
Taking every little thing so heavily,
Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be,
Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free.

When I did not realise, he was the,
Serious type of guy, and I ran his [?],
And said "Will you marry me?"

Thats the trouble,
Every man I see, thats the trouble.
Taking every little thing so heavily,
Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be,
Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free.

I Need A Man (P. Slade / P. Papadimondis)

When I'm feelin' lonely,
Someone telephone me,
It's gettin' hard to pass my time.

Take me out'a dieing,
Watch me while I'm flyin',
Baby, it's a waste of time.

I need a man, perhaps a man like you,
I need a man, to make my dreams come true.

Say that you will find him,
Creeping up behind him,
Moving round' the town all day.

Well, I'm underestimated,
Highly underated,
Can there be another way?

I need a man, perhaps a man like you,
I need a man, and I need a man.

And then I won't be feelin' lonely,
Knowing I'm the only one.

He'll understand,
Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me,
Knowing that at last he's gone.

Oh well,
Gettin' tired of lookin',
Wastin' all my cookin,
Ending in a dreadful row.

Can somebody tell me,
Say to me, or sell me,
Why I'm feelin' lonely, oh.

I need a man, perhaps a man like you,
I need a man to make my dreams,
And I need a man.

And at night I won't be lonely,
Knowing I'm the only one.

He'll understand,
Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me,
Knowing that at last he's gone.

It's maybe that I'm dreaming,
Can't say they I've seen him,
Somehow, I just got to find.

Someone outstanding,
Goes without [?],
[?]

I need a man like you, to make my dreams come true,
Perhaps that man is you!

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