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Goin' to Detroit Michigan,
Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Up and down the Mississippi road. Oh I'm tired of whoopin' and hollerin' Pickin' that nasty cotton. Gonna catch me a bus up north, I won't have to keep sayin' yessir boss. Goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl I can't take you. Hey I'm goin' to Detroit Michigan, Girl, you got to stay here behind. Goin' to get me a job, On the Cadillac assembly line. Well, girl if you'll be alright, And keep your blue jeans zipped up tight When I make my first check, I'll put you on the Delta jet. Hey hey. I'm gonna send for you darlin' Won't you come on home |
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Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman
Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you got a woman that's cold 9 times outta 10 she can't be stole If you got a woman that's hot as fire you can wave your woman bye-bye If she's hot she knows she's hot then you can't please her with what you got. Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that's hard to get 9 times outta 10 the lil girl'll stick If you gotta woman that talks to every man that hits When you get home she might done split If she listens to them long enough you can wave bye-bye to your good good stuff (Cuz) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman (I say) Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman If you gotta woman that don't like to laugh and grin Aw buddy she'll stay with you until the end But if you gotta woman that likes to flirt You can call your family doctor buddy cuz you bout to get hurt If you got a woman that can't count her fingers and toes It's no telling how many men have seen exposed Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman Cold women with warm hearts is my kind of woman |
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Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man
Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man I can do it slow, I can do it fast I can play the blues, I can play some jazz Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man I play for the rich, I play for the po' When they hear my music, they yell for more If you're by yourself, or have a friend alone You can dig my funk, all night long When I do my thing, it'll make ya move You'll party hardy, an' get in the groove Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man Play the blu-ues If you're by yourself, have a friend alone You'll dig my funk, all night long When I do my thing, it'll make ya move You can party hardy, an'get in the groove Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man, guitar man Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Ah! Guitar ma-an, yeah Woo! Guitar ma-an Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Guitar ma-an Let's get it on, let's get it on, guitar man |
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Throw me away
You can treat me like trash But still I turn around babe An' give ya all-a my cash You can send me far away Somewhere down on the track, now But just like a boomerang baby you know I'll come right back There ain't nothin' you can do, darlin' To stop me from lovin' you Oh, there's nothin' you can say, darlin' Little girl, to drive me away You can call me names In the presence of my friend That wouldn't hurt my feelin's You know that wouldn't mean a thing It's gonna take a miracle To drive me away I'll be around babe, until I'm old an' gray There is nothin' you can do babe To stop me from lovin' you Oh, there's nothin' you can say, little girl Darlin', to drive me away Oh, hahaha, come on, ya'all Well, alright You can play with my heart Like kids play with toys I wouldn't give a damn If ya tore it apart You can walk all over me Then treat me like dirt So much in love wit' cha darlin' I wouldn't even feel the hurt There is nothin' you can do, babe To stop me from lovin' you No, there's nothin' you can say, little girl Honey, to drive me away 'Cause I'm satisfied, with the love ya give I love ya baby, an' I know it's for real It's gonna take a miracle to drive me away But I'll be lovin' ya darlin' until I'm old an' gray There is nothin' you can do babe To stop me from lovin' you Hey, there is nothin' you can say, little girl Honey to drive me away Woo! hoo-hoo! Well, alright! Um! Oh! Woo! Woo! Well, alright! |
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I've been chasin' after you babe
It seem like a mighty long time Oh, I think I'm about to reach Reach the end of my line Oh, the more I think of you baby The further from me you get, it seems Oh, I guess I'm never gonna catch you, baby 'Cause I'm 'bout runnin' out a-steam Aww, The first time I saw you girl It marked the beginnin' of my chase I've been runnin' after you ever since And I haven't got any place Oh, the more I chase you baby The further from me you get it seems Oh, I guess I ain't never gonna catch you girl 'Cause I'm 'bout runnin' out a-steam Even though I really love you girl Chasin' you is just like chasin' the devil The harder I run, the more ya have fun Now I know you wouldn't care if it lasts forever 'Cause the more I chase ya baby The further from me you get it seems I guess I ain't never gonna catch you girl 'Cause I'm 'bout runnin' out a-steam Oh! |
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Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in
Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend Call my job, have someone operate my machine Call my job, have someone operate my machine You look so good to me this morning, I must've had too much weekend Hang the hat off the hook, lock the door too, spend my time, making love to you Call my job, tell the boss I won't be in Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I must've had too much weekend |
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I'm tired of being, your good time Charlie
To you, that's what I'm all about The only time you wanna see me, girl Is when you want me to take you out I wined and dined you, And kept you well dressed I spent my hard earned money To try to keep you impressed The only reward from you Was a goodnight kiss or two But I got news for you, All your good times are through You better find yourself another good time Charlie Do you hear me, child You can go and find yourself another good time Charlie Cause all of those good days from me is through It's a bitter pill to swallow, That thing they call pride But you can't understand, The hurt I feel inside Like the old sayin' goes, Girl you took me for a ride You can go and find yourself another good time Charlie Go ahead and find yourself, baby, mmm Another good time Charlie I'm tired of being, your good time Charlie To you, that's what I'm all about The only time you wanna see me, girl Is when you want me to take you out You keep on tellin' me, it's your social standin' I can't afford your lifestyle, it's just too demandin' Maybe someday you'll change, until this comes about I got news for you girl, right now I'm checkin' out You better find yourself another good time Charlie Do you hear me darlin', yeah I'm tired of bein' your good time Charlie That's why I'm checkin' out, today |
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Feelings, nothing more than feelings,
Trying to forget my feelings of love. Teardrops rolling down on my face, Trying to forget my feelings of love. Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it. I wish I've never met you, girl; you'll never come again. Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, Wo-o-o, feel you again in my arms. Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you And feelings like I've never have you again in my heart. Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it. I wish I've never met you, girl; you'll never come again. Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you And feelings like I've never have you again in my life. Feelings, wo-o-o feelings, wo-o-o, feelings again in my arms. Feelings... |
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I got the blues 'cause my woman has gone
Oh, I got the blues 'cause my woman has left She took all of my hard earned money, yeah, she left with someone else Listen, she wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring Whoow, she wrecked my brand new car, she pawned my diamond ring She poured the salt out of the shaker, she didn't leave me with a doggone thing Cold hearted woman! Hmm! Well all right! The blues can come to you in any shape or form It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone Now I got the blues and I'm not ashamed to say I been tryin' to shake them, each and every day I got the blues 'cause my woman has left Well she took all of my money The little girl left with someone else I gotta find her I got the blues 'cause my baby has left Whoo, I got the blues 'cause my baby has left She took all of my heard earned money, she left me for someone else She wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring Oh, she wrecked my brand new car, she girl even pawned my diamond ring She poured the salt out of the shaker, Lord, she didn't leave me with a doggone thing Come on Lucy let's find 'r, whoo Whoo, is hot out here on this country road Now the blues can come to you in any shape or form It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone Now I got the blues and I'm not ashamed to say Oh I been tryin' to shake them each and every day I got the blues 'cause my woman has left Oh, she taken all of my woman, she left me for someone else |
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