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When it's cold outside and you want to sleep in,
go for a pallet that's nice and thin. Zip it on around while it's on the ground, spread it out and lay it on down. Slip inside my sleeping bag, slip inside my sleeping bag. You're afraid of the dark, baby, don't be shy. We'll talk about some lovin' while we look at the sky. Don't be hesitating, it'll be alright, we'll tuck it in until it's clean out of sight. Slip inside my sleeping bag, slip inside my sleeping bag. Let's go out to Egypt 'cause it's in the plan, sleep beside the pharoahs in the shifting sand. We'll look at some pyramids and check out some heads. Oh, we'll whip out our mattress 'cause there ain't no beds. Slip inside my sleeping bag, slip inside my sleeping bag. |
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It's a fine time to fall in love with you,
I ain't got a single thing to do. It happened before I knew what was going on. I fell out and knew that I was gone. Stages keep on changing, stages rearranging love. Then you left me standing all alone, I couldn't even get you on the phone. Were you just confused and didn't know if you should stay or if you had to go? Stages keep on changing, stages rearranging love. Now you're back and say you're gonna stay. I wouldn't have it any other way. Tell me it's for real and let me know why does lovin' have to come and go. Stages keep on changing, stages rearranging love. |
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What in the world's come all over me? I ain't got a chance of one in three. Ain't got no rap, ain't got no line but if you'll give me just a minute I'll be feelin' fine. I am the one who can fade the heat, the one they all say just can't be beat. I'll shoot it to you straight and look you in the eye. So gimme just a minute and I'll tell you why I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy. I don't care how you look at me because I'm the one and you will see we can make it work, we can make it by. So give me one more minute and I'll tell you why I'm a rough boy, I'm a rough boy. |
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I heard about the rock for sometime, I know.
It's easy to do when you feel the roll. Makes you want to get up, makes you wanna move your feet. No matter how it's done you know it can't be beat. 'Cause I can't stop rockin', no, I can't stop rockin'. Well, I can't stop rockin', baby, till I lose my mind. Somebody said it's wrong but I know it's all right, then it really hits you like a shot in the night. I'm never gonna stop as long as I can stay. Listen to me now, can't you hear me say, I can't stop rockin', no, I can't stop rockin'. Well, I can't stop rockin', baby, till I lose my mind. I like to work it down low, I like to work it to the top. And when it starts rockin' I ain't never gonna stop. Get yourself loose, get yourself high. I love to feel the motion and I'm tellin' you why. 'Cause I can't stop rockin', no, I can't stop rockin'. No, I can't stop rockin no matter what they do do do do do or say. No matter what you do do do do do or say, no no. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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What can I do, I'm a nervous wreck? There's girls everywhere, I better go and check. CHECK IT OUT I can't tell a diamond from a hole in the ground. They all got my head spinning round and round. Planet of women, oh yeah. The planet of women, oh yeah. It's driving me insane. They start by acting just a little discreet. Then they're in the skies and they're in the streets. You can find them in cars or a hotel lobby, they're easy to find, just look for the body. Planet of women, oh yeah. Just a planet of women, oh yeah. It's driving me insane. If you have the answer, drop me a line today or send a straight jacket something in a shade of gray. I think I've sprained my brain 'cause it won't unwind. Every day it's man against man on the planet of women, oh yeah. Just a planet of women, oh yeah. It's driving me insane, it's driving me insane. |
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I'm picking up on a signal
that's in the air tonight. It's sparkin' my receiver, it feels like dynamite. I got the message but I wanna get it straight from you. My mind is electric, I'm about to blow a fuse. The cockpit is empty so shoot it down the tube. I got the message but I wanna get it straight from you. I've got to make a connection. I'm on needles and pins. Workin' up a printout and I'm gonna zero in. I got the message but I wanna get it straight from you. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Hey, look at the hooks
on your pants makes you wanna dance. I say yeah yeah, I say yeah yeah. There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch, do the velcro fly, do the velcro fly. You need just enough of that sticky stuff to hold the seams of your fine blue jeans. I say yeah yeah. I say yeah yeah. There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch, do the velcro fly, do the velcro fly. Well, it feels so right when you squeezed it tight, when you reach the end do it over again. I say yeah yeah. I say yeah yeah. There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch, do the velcro fly, do the velcro fly. |
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DeliriousI went down to dock number tento see what just came in.They seemed a little bit mysterious,I think I'm gonna get delirious.DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUSI got nailed in a raid last night,they tried to haul me off to jail.Things were looking kind of serioustill everybody got delirious.DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUSI fell into a hand of cardsand almost blew the night away.Things were looking kind of furioustill everybody got delirious.DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUSI overloaded and I saw the light,decadence was on my mind.Everything was getting ridiculoustill everybody get delirious.DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUS
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I went down to dock number ten
to see what just came in. They seemed a little bit mysterious, I think I'm gonna get delirious. DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUS I got nailed in a raid last night, they tried to haul me off to jail. Things were looking kind of serious till everybody got delirious. DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUS I fell into a hand of cards and almost blew the night away. Things were looking kind of furious till everybody got delirious. DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUS I overloaded and I saw the light, decadence was on my mind. Everything was getting ridiculous till everybody get delirious. DELIRIOUS DELIRIOUS - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Get high, everybody, get high.
Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. All you kids from Texas, you grow so big and tall. All of them kids from Texas they grow so big and tall. All of them like to roam in that T-Bird hall. Get hi-hi-high. Really makes you feel so fine, really goes down so smooth, really puts you in the groove. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. Juice, juice, juice really makes you loose loose, loose, really goes down so smooth, really puts you in the groove. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. Get hi-hi-high, way up in the sky. Gonna get, yes sirree, if ya come and rock with me. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Goin' to a party in the county jail,
Prison band was there and they began to wail. Kid is shakin' and began to sing; You should've heard them knocked out jailbirds sing. Let's rock! Everybody, let's rock! Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider Murphy sittin' on a block of stone; Little Joey blowin' on a slide trombone. Come on, Silly Willy, don't you be no square. If you cannot find a partner, use a wooden chair. Let's rock! Everybody, let's rock! Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty Henry said to Bugs, |
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Well, I knocked down on your door, baby,
to see if you were at home. Your shade was down, there wasn't even a sound but something told me you weren't alone. What in the world can a nasty dog do but try to get next to you? Don't laugh 'cause it ain't funny. Look how it happened to me. It could happen to you, you could be a fool too and it'd leave you in misery. I guess there's nothin' more funky king can do but to try to get next to you. Mm, well. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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I done ran into my baby
and fin'lly found my old blue jean. I done ran into my baby and fin'lly found my old blue jean. Well, I could tell that they was mine from the oil and the gasoline. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be. 'Cause if I get back those blue jean you know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Deep in the South of Texas
not so long ago, there on a crowded island in the Gulf of Mexico it didn't take too much money, man, but it sure was nice. You could dance all night if you felt all right, drinking whiskey and throwing dice. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese. Yeah, I remember Ruby, she always dressed in red wearing skintight pants, Lord, and how she could dance with a rag wrapped around her head. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese, it was down at the Balinese, it was down at the Balinese. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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If you're down in Acuna and you ain't up to being alone
don't spend all your money on just any honey that's grown. Go find the Mexican blackbird and send all your troubles back home. They all call her her "puta" 'cause no one really knows her name. She works the cantina, dancin' and a-lovin's her trade. Her mama was Mez'can and her daddy was the ace of spades. Oh, let's drive that old Chrysler down to Mexico, boy. Said, keep your hands on the wheel there. Oh, it sure is fine, ain't it? Now, ya got it! Hand me another one of them brews from back there. Oh, this is gonna be so good. Mm, she's hot as a pepper but smooth as a Mexican brew. So head for the border and put in an order or two. The wings of the blackbird will spread like an eagle for you. Oh, one more time, can you roll me another Bull Durham, please? Can't you do it with one hand, boy? - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Do you remember
back in nineteen sixty-six? Country Jesus, hillbilly blues, that's where I learned my licks. Oh, from coast to coast and line to line in every county there, I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw X is cuttin' through the air. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. We can all thank Doctor B who stepped across the line. With lots of watts he took control, the first one of its kind. So listen to your radio most each and every night 'cause if you don't I'm sure you won't get to feeling right. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. |
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I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way 'round. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. I been bad; I been good, Dallas, Texas, Hollywood. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. Take me back, way back home, not by myself, not alone. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. |
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I got to have a shot Of what you got it's oh so sweet You got to make it hot Like a boomerang I need a repeat Gimme all your lovin' all you hugs and kisses too Gimme all your lovin' don't let up until we're through You got to whip it up And hit me like a ton of lead If I blow my top Will you let it go to your head Gimme all your lovin' all your hugs and kisses too Gimme all your lovin' don't let up until we're through You got to move it up And use it like a screwball would You got to pack it up Work it like a new boy should Gimme all your lovin' all your hugs and kisses too Gimme all your lovin' don't let up until we're through |
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She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes French cuisine
but she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine. She got me under pressure, she got me under pressure. She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog. She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fog. She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains. She likes cocaine and flippin' out with great Danes. She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain. It's got me under pressure, It's got me under pressure. I'm gonna give her a message, here's what I'm gonna say: "It's all over." She might get out a nightstick and hurt me a real real bad by the roadside in a ditch. It's got me under pressure, it's got me under pressure. It's got me under pressure, it's got me under pressure. |
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Clean shirt, new shoes
and I don't know where I am goin' to. Silk suit, black tie, I don't need a reason why. They come runnin' just as fast as they can 'cos every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. Gold watch, diamond ring, I ain't missin' not a single thing. Cufflinks, stick pin, when I step out I'm gonna do you in. They come runnin' just as fast as they can 'Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. Top coat, top hat, And I don't worry coz my wallet's fat. Black shades, white gloves, lookin' sharp lookin' for love. They come runnin' just as fast as they can 'Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. |
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It's three o'clock in the morning
and the rain begin to fall but I know what I'm needin but I don't have it all. I'm needin someone like you that I just wanna do love to. Baby, baby, I need you tonight. Outside my window it's lonely and cold. Inside my heart there's a fire burning out of control. Burning for someone like you I just wanna do love to. Baby, baby, I need you tonight. Your love's coming to me like a wolf howling at the moon but that just doesn't do me if I can't get you soon. I'm calling for someone like you that I just wanna do love to. Baby, baby, I need you tonight. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,
I need something more substantial. New deck of playing cards, I don't like to work this hard, I think I'll have to cancel. I'm running out of time, I'm about to lose my mind. I got the six, gimme your nine. Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock, I'm feeling so abnormal. Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene. Cover up that centerfold. I'm running out of time, I'm about to lose my mind. I got the six, gimme your nine. Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there, she's so discriminating. This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow. I guess I'll have to spank my monkey. I'm running out of time, I'm about to lose my mind. I got the six, gimme your nine. - Billy Gibbons, Disty Hill & Frank Beard |
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She's got legs, she knows how to use them.
She never begs, she knows how to choose them. She's holdin' legs wonderin' how to feel them. Would you get behind them if you could only find them? She's my baby, she's my baby, yeah, it's alright. She's got hair down to her fanny. She's kinda jet set, try undo her panties. Everytime she's dancin' she knows what to do. Everybody wants to see, to see if she can use it. She's so fine, she's all mine, girl, you got it right. She's got legs, she knows how to use them. She never begs, she knows how to choose them. She's got a dime all of the time, stays out at night movin' through time. Oh, I want her, sure, I got to have her, the girl is alright, she's alright. |
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You look like who you say you are.
So scoot over, let me drive your car. Roll down the glasses and give me some wind, lock all the doors, I'm on the loose again, alright. I haven't sat behind a wheel like this since that jod in nineteen fifty-six. Can't wait till I can do it again, can't keep my nose clean livin' in sin. I had a friend down in Alcatraz, he had the money and machine guns stashed. Busted out June twenty-one, we gonna rob, steal totin' our gons, oh yeah. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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TV dinners, there's nothin' else to eat.
TV dinners, they really can't be beat. I like 'em frozen but you understand I throw 'em in and wave 'em and I'm a brand new man, oh yeah. TV dinners, they're goin' to my head. TV dinners, my skin is turnin' red. Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin. I can't wait until tomorrow and thaw one out again, oh yeah. TV dinners, I'm feelin' kinda rough. TV dinners, this one's kinda tough. I like the enchiladas and the teriaki too, I even like the chicken if the sauce is not too blue. And they're mine, all mine, oh yeah and they sure are fine. Gotta have 'em, gimme somethin' now. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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Hey baby, watcha gonna do
now that I've left you and I said we're through. All along you been runnin' round but you ain't the only game in town. I dug your brush and your ass is fine, I dug your jelly and your mighty mind. But you rubbed it on another guy, you're history and this is why you're just a dog, a scurvy dog. Hey baby, when we got it on you made me feel like there ain't nothin' wrong. Just don't bug melike you're so naive. I'm crackin' up, I'm gonna take my leave. I dug your brush and your ass was fine, I dug your jelly and your mighty mind. But you rubbed it on another guy, you're history and this is why you're just a dog. Hey baby, well, it's over now, I'll make my exit and I take a bow. Your problems cured with a dollar bill and if it don't I know a flea collar will. I dug your brush and your ass was fine, I dug your jelly and your mighty mind. But you rubbed it on another guy. You're history and this is why you're just a dog, a scurvy dog. Hey! Get that dog out of my yard! - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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I don't need her money, I don't need a ride.
I got enough connections, I don't need a piece of her hide. I just wanna please her, I just wanna squeeze her. I just wanna crash her, I just wanna trash her. If I could only flag ner down, if I could only flag her down. Well, it's not because of her beauty and her brand new low cut blouse. It's not because she's so snooty or a fine famed millionaire. It's not 'cause she's in motion in a brand new Cadillac car, it's not because of her lotion, she's a real sweet candy bar. I just want to meet her, I just want to squeeze her. I just want to crash her, I just want to trash her. If I could only flag her down, if I could only flag her down. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hi11 & Frank Beard |
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See that girl with the red dress on,
she can do it all night long, she's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. I know a girl that likes to flirt, she can do it in a mini skirt. She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad, it's enough to drive you mad. Yesterday I was playin' it cool but she played me for a first class fool, she's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. I'm gonna tell you like I told some friends I'm goin' back to dig her again. She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad, it's enough to drive you mad. I know a girl with a GTO, she's the one that go cat go, she's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. See the girl dressed in green, she's the one that's a mean machine, she's a bad girl, she's a bad girl. Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad, it's enough to drive you mad. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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