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| 1. |
| 4:48 | 
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Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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| 2. |
| 5:09 |
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Movin' round the grand design Gettin' stranger every day Knowin' that our time will come And it might not be so far away Wonderin' where to draw the line Believin' that the water just might turn to wine You can get yourself in trouble Livin' out other people's lies When they tell you how the price is bound to double Here's friendly word to the wise There's a fine print on that guarantee Things ain't what they appear to be And we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind Never been much for givin' up I take my chancesa as they come But the days are long and the nights are gettin' rough What's livin' when you're always on the run? They'd have you think than you can choose Tell you how you're sure to win you just can't lose And if you think they can walk on water You been listenin' to too many lies 'Cause we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind |
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| 3. |
| 5:55 |
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Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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| 4. |
| 3:50 |
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Well she's the kind of girl that you dream about Got the big blue eyes that'll knock you out Got a hand on your wallet, and a smil on her face And a heavenly voice, that says let's go to my place Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's about as hot as a smokin' gun A Saturday night special, she packin' plenty of fun She got me sweatin' bullets on a cold Winter night I got one in the chamber with the safety off You know I feel all right Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's a hard workin' girl, spends her days on her feet She got the pulse of the office, never skips a beat But don't you know it's a shame, yeah it ain't fair She works twice as hard as the boys upstairs She put in more hours for half the wage Ain't no wonder this girl's in a rage Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love |
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| 5. |
| 3:31 |
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If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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| 6. |
| 4:53 |
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Gettin' it while you can Before the fascination goes Down to the very last man Where it stops nobody knows Nothin to hold you back when the feelin's right Hidin' from the day and waitin' for the night It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down Ain't no backin' down Ain't no turnin' of the other cheek The rules of the rest of the town Ain't the same ones out here on the street Lookin' for anything that'll make your emotions stir Like walkin' the street with some tight-skirt sister It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down I'm caught in a crossfire Of a hopeless disillusion Nothin' but chain link and barbed wire Defining the confusion Ain't really enough to hold back the winter wind Really don't know if it's keppin you out or it's keepin' me in It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, A pretty tough town Ya keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, a pretty tough town |
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| 7. |
| 4:10 |
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She cooled my heels some time ago Sent me reelin' when she chilled my toes She stole my heart ya know, and she froze my eyes Feelin' like this again is some surprise She that kinda girl whose lovin' I was meant to get She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine I been rich ya know and I been poor Been in love a couple of times before I had to choose you know between the two I'd take both, rich and in love, I ain't no fool When she starts to movin' I begin to spin She got that kind of lovin' Always do me in Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine She's a tall drink of water, And I'm such a thirsty man She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine |
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| 8. |
| 5:00 |
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Well you know you're kinda cold-blooded To come back beggin' to me Like you never done me wrong And I hate to be so hard-hearted But I'm sick and tired o' talkin' to ya And I've been without her lovin' too long But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone Well you ran around and lead me on Denied you'd ever let me go And then you let me down You left me two kinds of broken-hearted And I'm through tryin' to win your sympathy So you'd better not come back around But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone You know I tried so hard to treat you right Tried my best to make you see But all you do is run around Spend your evenings downtown With your high handed friends in their finery But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone |
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| 9. |
| 5:02 |
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I was staring at myself in the mirrored sunglasses
Set on six foot five of Texas Ranger He hollered turn down your radio son I stuttered officer wha-what have I done? You were doing better than a hundred and one Why ya driving like the devil's on your tail? I started pleading my case and getting no sympathy I said I'm in the Feat... I'm travelin' from town to town Don't you know my face I'm on the radio most all the time And I didn't realize I had the hammer down So please don't haul me off to jail When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time The ranger laughed and said as he looked me in the eye Son those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes I was on my way to Puerto Rico on a 24 city run They promised me the world that's what I got 'Cause Texas is a world all of its own It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn He said didn't you hear my siren whine I been chasing you since the Jim Hogg County line I was thinking real hard about tenderin' my notice But the bills came in and piled up to my chin Paul called and said we're on our way to Rhome This tour's gonna save your happy home Now we're going to: London, Liverpool, Italy, Paris, Egypt, Dublin, Frisco, Waco, Athens, Gouldbusk, Troy, and Miami, Moody, Beaumont, Edinburgh, Lubbock Pecos, Deadwood, Fife, del Rio, Houston, Austin, all around Dallas Texas is a world all of its own 'N if you let me off this time From now on I'll keep in mind That those Feat'll steer you wrong sometimes When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time But the ranger said to me as he handed me the fine Son those Feat done steered ya wrong this time Those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes |
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| 10. |
| 4:24 |
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She ain't real friendly for no good reason Claims her life's been filled with treason Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy Wonderin' why her life's so greasy With doulbe blades she dulls her senses Spiteful girl by all consensus All her life it's been the same Hell she don't even like her name She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit Jumped a train in Italy On her way to gay Paris Down in the Loire Valley She got sho drunk she couldn't see Stumblin' through a metro station In a mood for conversation Fortune teller read her palm Told her that her time was gone She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit She used to model as a child With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter Enfant terrible creation Of a sockless adman's mind Played her first recital at the tender age of nine Strains of Clare de Lune Mater sipping wine Pater in the garden gazing At those ponies grazing The spoils of a lonely child She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome Once just a jet-trash kid Down at Les Halles Her frequent trips to Nice In Monaco she was always welcome She was embraced by all society Along the way she lost her charms Now the play has passed her by |
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| 11. |
| 4:22 |
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Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen Video tape movies where she cashes in her dreams Ghostly illuminations how they brighten up her scene Her perception of reception is her lone reality What to eat and what to wear she edits out without a care The rest falls through the cracks, an unconscious stream When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen In a city full of wishes that she shut out long ago If wishes were a penny we all know which way she'd go Gvien choice 'tween perfect health and peace throughout the world Apocalypse utopia or space not explored When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen |
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