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Shaky threw a party that lasted all night
Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so The ladies looked bad but the music was sad No one took their eyes off Lorraine She shimmered and she strolled like a Chicago moll Her feathers looked better and better - it was so-so Yea! it was time to unfreeze When the Reverend Alabaster danced on his knees Slam! so it wasn't a game Cracking all the mirrors in shame Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man He walks like a jerk But he's only taking care of the room Must be in tune A Benny Goodman fan painted holes in his hands So Shaky hung him up to dry The pundits were hoking the manholes were smoking And every bottle battled with the reason why The girl on the phone wouldn't leave me alone A throw back from someone's LP A lemon in a bag played the Tiger Rag And the bodies on the screen stopped bleeding Yeah! I was shaking like a leaf For I couldn't understand the conversation Yeah! I ran to the street, looking for information Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon Watch that man! Oh honey, watch that man He walks like a jerk But he's only taking care of the room Must be in tune Watch that man Watch that man Watch that man Watch that man |
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| 3. |
| 4:36 |
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Let me put my arms around your head
Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone And try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation Cursing at the Astronette Who stands in steel by his cabinet He's crashing out with Sylvian The Bureau Supply for ageing men With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea that raged no more Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat chorus) It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat) |
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| 4. |
| 4:27 |
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He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the National People's Gang Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom The police had warned of repercussions They followed none too soon A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit Putting on some clothes I made my way to school And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls I screamed and ran to smash my favorite slot machine And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home Found him slumped across the table. A gun and me alone I ran to the window. Looked for a plane or two Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph "Let me collect dust." I wish someone would phone Panic in Detroit |
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| 5. |
| 3:01 |
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I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs
The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend, the films that I made Forget that I'm fifty cause you just got paid <i>[CHORUS]</i> Crack, baby, crack, show me you're real Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel Suck, baby, suck, give me your head Before you start professing that you're knocking me dead You caught yourself a trick down on Sunset and Vine But since he pinned you baby you're a porcupine You sold me illusions for a sack full of cheques You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex <i>[CHORUS]</i> |
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| 5:14 |
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Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy Time - In Quaaludes and red wine Demanding Billy Dolls And other friends of mine Take your time The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain Incestuous and vain, and many other last names I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think "Oh God I'm still alive" We should be on by now We should be on by now La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la You - are not a victim You - just scream with boredom You - are not evicting time Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old You'll freeze and catch a cold 'Cause you've left your coat behind Take your time Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming We should be on by now We should be on by now We should be on by now We should be on by now We should be on by now La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Yeah, time! |
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| 7. |
| 3:31 |
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Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire
You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired It's a trick to make you see wide It can all but break your heart in pieces Staying back in your memory Are the movies in the dark How you moved is all it takes To sing a song of when I loved The Prettiest Star One day though it might as well be someday You and I will rise up all the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star Staying back in your memory Are the movies in the dark How you moved is all it takes To sing a song of when I loved The Prettiest Star One day though it might as well be someday You and I will rise up all the way All because of what you are The Prettiest Star |
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| 3:10 |
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Well, don't you worry 'bout what's been on my mind
I'm in no hurry i can take my time I'm going red and my tongue's getting tired Out of my head and my mouth's getting dry I'm hi-hi-hi-high Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now I feel so strong that i can't disguise, oh my Well, i just can't apologise, no Don't hang me up but don't let me down We could have fun just by fooling around, and around and around and a Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now Oh You know i'm smiling baby You need some guide baby I'm just deciding baby Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together now This doesn't happen to me every day No excuses i've got anyway, heh I'll satisfy your every need And i'll know you'll satisfy me, oh my-my-my my-my Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together They said we were too young Our kind of love was no fun But our love comes from above Do it! Let's make love Hoo Let's spend the night together Now i need you more than ever Let's spend the night together, now |
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| 10. |
| 3:52 |
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She'll come, she'll go. She'll lay belief on you
Skin sweet with musky odor The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear. Silver and Americard She'll drive a beetle car And beat you down at cool Canasta And when the clothes are strewn don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast. Feel the love of her caress She will be your living end She'll come, she'll go. She'll lay belief on you But she won't stake her life on you How can life become her point of view And when the clothes are strewn don't be afraid of the room Touch the fullness of her breast. Feel the love of her caress She will be your living end She will be your living end She will be your living end She will be your living end She will be your living |
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