After college, she moved to Nashville, TN and began playing clubs and colleges.
Soon, she landed a record deal with MCA, and Blue Cinderella was released in 1997. The single "Polka Dots" received wide airplay on VH1.
In 2005, Ms. Lyle released Ten Songs, which finds her continuing her unique style of jazz-influenced pop.
BOYS
Kami Lyle Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
They got soda shop smiles and rocking horse eyes
They'd paint their mother as the Devil
Eat a sugared bowl of flies
Just to sign their name on another set of thighs
Just to sign their name on another set of thighs
I put your picture in my pocket, and I put on some perfume
Saw you smiling in my wallet as I walked the empty room
My leather jacket, too
I pawned them all for freedom and one slow dance with you
[Chorus:]
Grab a piece of autumn
Rub it in my hair
Put some winter in my pocket
Keep me safe till I get there
Spring is just a jukebox
I don't have time to play
Got a lover made of summer
And this dog needs one more day
Moss covers the moon like an old headstone
Got an arm out the window, singing to the radio
Pull that night air in and let it guide me home
'Cause it's hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone
So hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone
[Chorus]
Now I see the flames churning and my suitcase down below
I'm rising up to Heaven, and I don't want to go
I'm shouting out words to a song I don't know
And shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow
Shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow
Grab a piece of autumn
Rub it in my hair
Put some winter in my pocket
Keep me safe till I get there
Spring is just a jukebox
I don't have time to play
Got a lover made of summer
"Boys in 2-3" by Kami Lyle is a song about the misconceptions and facades that boys often put up in order to appear cool and appealing. The first verse states that the boys in town all have the same disguise, with their charming smiles and bright, playful eyes. The lyrics then take a darker turn as they talk about how these boys would do anything, even paint their mother as the Devil or eat a bowl of flies, just to sign their name on a girl's thighs. This highlights the darker side of the "cool guy" mentality, showing how it often comes at the expense of others and involves behaviors that are morally questionable.
The second verse changes tone and talks about a more personal experience. The singer reveals that she keeps a picture of someone special in her pocket and wears perfume to remember them. However, she has had to pawn all of her possessions for the chance to have a slow dance with this person. The chorus is a series of metaphors, comparing the different seasons to different aspects of life. Autumn represents change, winter represents protection, spring is a time to play, and summer is a time for love. The singer has a lover made of summer, but she still needs one more day before fully embracing it.
The third verse switches back to the road, with the singer driving alone at night. The imagery suggests a dreamy, almost melancholic mood, with moss covering the moon and the singer singing to the radio. She's struggling to stay awake, and the chorus repeats the metaphor of seasons, using it to indicate that she needs protection and guidance in order to arrive home safely. The final lines of the song are somewhat abstract, suggesting that the singer is aiming for something she doesn't quite understand while shooting at the stars with someone else's bow.
Line by Line Meaning
Boys in this town got the same disguise
In this town, all boys are similar and wear a facade.
They got soda shop smiles and rocking horse eyes
Their smiles are fake, like those of soda shop workers, and their eyes are blank like rocking horses'.
They'd paint their mother as the Devil
Boys in this town are willing to criticize their closest family members.
Eat a sugared bowl of flies
They would do anything just to win over someone they're interested in.
Just to sign their name on another set of thighs
Their main motivation is to have sex, and they'll do almost anything to get it.
I put your picture in my pocket, and I put on some perfume
I keep a photo of you with me always, and I wear perfume as a reminder of you.
Saw you smiling in my wallet as I walked the empty room
Even when I'm alone and lonely, your photo in my wallet makes me feel happy.
Now gone is my jewelry
My leather jacket, too
I pawned them all for freedom and one slow dance with you
For the chance to dance with you, I gave up my possessions and my outward identity.
Grab a piece of autumn
Rub it in my hair
Put some winter in my pocket
Keep me safe till I get there
Spring is just a jukebox
I don't have time to play
Got a lover made of summer
And this dog needs one more day
I want to capture a piece of every season to help me feel comfortable and safe until I reach my destination. However, I am too preoccupied with my summer lover to pay much attention to spring outside of its music. I have one more day with my dog before I leave on my journey.
Moss covers the moon like an old headstone
The moon is obscured by moss, creating a somber and eerie mood.
Got an arm out the window, singing to the radio
Pull that night air in and let it guide me home
I'm driving with the windows down, singing to the radio and letting the cool night air lead me to my destination.
'Cause it's hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone
So hard to stay awake when you're driving all alone
Driving by oneself can be tiring and exhausting, and it's a challenge to remain alert.
Now I see the flames churning and my suitcase down below
I'm rising up to Heaven, and I don't want to go
I'm shouting out words to a song I don't know
And shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow
Shooting at the stars with somebody else's bow
I see a fire below and my belongings scattered. I feel like I'm ascending to the afterlife, but I don't want to leave this world. I'm yelling song lyrics that I don't know and shooting a bow that is not mine at the stars above.
Grab a piece of autumn
Rub it in my hair
Put some winter in my pocket
Keep me safe till I get there
Spring is just a jukebox
I don't have time to play
Got a lover made of summer
I still want to take a keepsake of every season with me, apply them topically and in my pocket to protect and comfort me. I'm more focused on my summer love than on spring, which is represented only by the jukebox.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: KAMI LYLE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind