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A shoe shine boy gave me a nickel
With a smile on his face The school kids would give me some gin If I would let them in They were shaking all over Ran into a friend with a lonely lady on his arm Woke up in my garage, I was holding my own Can't remember where I'd been I was aching all over From rolling on the stone I was aching all over from rolling on the hard stone. Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a real big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a real big boy Kissin' cousins just ain't my style Not like some knight in shining armour Touring with the sideshow That was my blow But we hung on for the fun Lots of fun for everyone Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a real big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a real big boy Till the danger man with his danger plan He took me aside And then he took me apart I was a young man with love in my heart Oh, how he made me pay It was the hard way It was the hard way Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a real big boy Ooh, what a night you can have when you're a big boy Ooh, what a night! (Cleminson) (copyright 1980 Eiger Music ltd.) all rights reserved. Lyrics usde by permission only.reproduction prohibited. copyright 1980 A&M Records, inc. |
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Heart breaker soul shaker
I've been told about you Steamroller midnight shoulder What they been saying' must be true Red hot mama Velvet charmer Time's come to pay your dues [Chorus] Now you're messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch Now your messin' with a Son of a bitch Talking jiving poison ivy You ain't gonna cling to me Man taker bone faker I ain't so blind I can't see Red hot mama Down light charmer Time's come to pay your dues [Chorus:Repeat x4] |
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If you're ready for the street
You wanna mix it in some fight Let me tell you somethin' Now I don't wanna get you uptight But if you're in a corner And you can't find no way out Don't look around for no help No, no there won't be any around Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy So you think you got a case And you think you know the score No you don't wanna listen You can't be told no more But wait'll you get out there You better do it right 'cause the streets are lined with things that kill And they're hidin' in the night Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Feel that you can cut it You think you got the time They'll only give you one chance Better get it right first time And the game you're playing If you lose you gotta pay If you make just one wrong move You'll get blown away Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Expect no mercy, expect no mercy Words and music by dan mccafferty, manny charlton, pete agnew, And darrell sweet (copyright 1977 mtb music,inc. for canada and u.s.a.) (copyright 1977 nazsongs/panache music ltd. for the rest of the world International copyright secured All rights reserved. |
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Love hurts love scars love wounds
Almost any heart Not tough or stong enough To take a lot of pain take a lot of pain Love is like a cloud Holds a lot of rain Love hurts love hurts I'm young I know but even so I know a thing or two I learned from you I really learned a lot really learned a lot Love is like a flame It burns you when it's hot Love hurts love hurts Some fools think of happiness Blissfulness togetherness Some fools fool themselves I guess They're not foolin' me I know it isn't true I know it isn't true Love is just a lie Made to make you blue Love hurts love hurts love hurts I know it isn't true I know it isn't true Love is just a lie Made to make you blue Love hurts love hurts love hurts |
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I've been up, I've been down
Take my word, iI been 'round I ain't asking for much...uh-huh I said Lord take me downtown I'm just looking for some tush I've been bad, I've been good Dallas Texas, Hollywood I ain't asking for much...mmmmm I said Lord take me downtown I'm just looking for somw touch Lead Take me back, way back home Not by myself, not alone I ain't askin' for much...mmmmm I said Lord take me downtown I'm just looking for some touch (Gibbons, Hill, Beard) Hamstein Music (BMI) |
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> Sent a telegram today
Tomorrow you'll be on your way Could be Memphis or L.A. No questions just get out and play. Wake up call to catch the plane You know you're on the road again Someone's bangin' in your head Why did you get so late to bed. Runnin' late and feelin' bad That breakfast was the worst you've had Make the gate no time to spare Before you know you're in the air. 747 flies us high Much higher than we're meant to be You're six miles high but feelin' down You wish you could be on the ground. Find your bags and walk for miles The customs man is waitin' there Immigration cause delay You wonder if you'll ever play. Limousine is standin' by We get inside and drive a while F.M. Station soundin' good And gettin' better every mile. Hotel lobby looks the same With all the same old girls in town Press reception takes the day With all the same old things to say Need your picture smile this way And will you tell me what you play So you wanna be a rock'n'roll star Just listen now to what I say Get yourself an electric guitar and take some time and learn to play. Your roadies call to say OK The soundcheck can get underway Soundcheckover, had some fun A waste of time for everyone Time has come to start the show It's boogie time for everyone Check guitars before you go They're close enough for rock n roll The lights are low, The crowd is high,much higher than They're meant to be We take the stage and start to play The lights come up for all to see Here we are again, singin' the same old songs Lookin for someone who will sing along Here we are again playin' the same old scenes Lookin'for someone who will share our dreams Here we are again facing the same old sights Lookin' for someone who will share our nights |
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We've got to get it together
You bring the wine, we'll bring the weather We haven't come to be clever Let's make it now 'cause this could be never We're gonna razamataz ya tonight We're gonna razamanaz ya all night Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet Let's see ya dance, dance, dance. Now that we've come to a showdown We won't allow you a second to slow down The moment has come to deliver You as the taker, and we as the giver We're gonna razamataz ya tonight We're gonna razamanaz ya all night Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet Let's see ya dance, dance, dance. All of the world loves a raver We're playin' for ravers who savour the flavour You all appear calm and collected Razamanazin' you never expected We're gonna razamataz ya tonight We're gonna razamanaz ya all night Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet Let's see ya dance, dance, dance. We're gonna razamataz ya tonight We're gonna razamanaz ya all night Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet Let's see ya dance, dance, dance. |
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Drinkin' my wine, makes me feel fine
Gonna have me a holiday Poor man's party, rich man's daughter Gettin' hotter and hotter She's pushin' way too hard I don't want any part of her way Drinkin' my wine, makes me feel fine Gonna have me a holiday It's a holiday... It's a holiday Mama mama please, no more jaguars I don't want to be a pop star Mama mama please, no more deckhands I don't want to be a sailor man Mama mama please, no more face lifts I just don't know which one you is Mama mama please, no more husbands (I don't know who my daddy is) Drinkin' my wine, wastin' my time Hidin' out in my rented dream Lookin' for attention A cover story mention in Life magazine Ask the chauffeur who he knows Numbers he's got, lots of those Drinkin' my wine, spendin' my time Tryin' to run from this Halloween It's a holiday... It's a holiday Mama mama please, no more jaguars I don't want to be a pop star Mama mama please, no more deckhands I don't want to be a sailor man Mama mama please, no more face lifts I just don't know which one you is Mama mama please, no more husbands (I don't know who my daddy is) It's a holiday... It's a holiday |
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Go out and have your habits
Keep on takin it Keep on fakin it You're the one who's heart's grown cold You're the one who's heart's grown cold Go out and have your habits Keep on takin it Keep on fakin it You're the one who's heart's grown cold You're the one who's heart's grown cold You touched my lips with your fingertips I hang on every breath you take You don't need me like I need you You've got your heartaches to find Everyday, I just Hope and pray I just Hope that you will find That you will find your dreams Come down and tell me that it's better You're the one who's chosin it You're the one who's losin it You're the one who's got no soul You're the one who's hearts grown cold |
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If you want to go out
You've got to take her out, cocaine And if you want to get down Down on the ground, cocaine She don't lie She don't lie She don't lie, cocaine Well if you've had bad news You want to kick your blues, cocaine And if your day is done But you just got to run on, cocaine She don't lie She don't lie She don't lie, cocaine Feeling is gone but you just Got to ride on, cocaine But don't forget this fact You just can't get it back, cocaine She don't lie She don't lie She don't lie, cocaine She don't lie She don't lie She don't lie, cocaine (cale) (copyright 1979 skyhill publishing company inc.) |
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Let me be your leader
Let me have control The way I see it It's got to be right for you I could be your pilot Through the stormy seas The way you see it It's just a case of trust in me I could be your hero I'll be your piece of mind The way that I see it It's got to be good for you I wanna be your brother If you need a friend The way you see it It's got to be right by me Winners--losers Takers--users What do you see in your crystal ball for you? Do you see an old wound fade into the blue? I will be your lifeline If your ship goes down The way that I see it You've got to have faith in me I wanna be your partner Through the darkest nights The way you see it It's always just you and me Midnight screamers Daytime dreamers What do you see in your crystal ball for you? Do you see an old wound fade into the blue? (Charlton) (copyright 1980 Cokekarn ltd.) |
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Here we are in the west
And our cars are glistenin' The bear he roars in the east But we ain't listenin' We won't play games in his backyard But we let him build his wall We say our God is on our side Hope he's listenin' to us all While we talk He's gettin' dresses, he's lookin' for his thrills He's gettin' dresses to kill We got eyes in the stars But we don't care what they see We put a man on the moon We all see it on t.v. We all protest about his bombs He hopes we keep it going And while we rest he's marchin' on His fuse has started glowin' While we talk He's gettin' dressed, he's lookin' for his thrills He's gettin' dressed to kill What have you got to hide at home His arms are stained but never empty The things that you think you own Are only for the few Don't you think it's time, don't you think it's time We got ready, we got ready We got right on our side So our leaders say today Count the size of the treat We can slide a different way Our planes are flyin' in your sky We know just what they're sayin' You see the writing on the wall Your nerves are tearin', frayin' While we talk He's gettin' dressed, he's lookin' for his thrills He's gettin' dressed to kill He's gettin' dressed, he's lookin' for his thrills He's gettin' dressed to kill |
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The phone call was wrong
The i.b.m.'s have already gone Talkin's too late The future has ended now Can't change our fate So sorry now But that don't change a thing anyhow Let the games begin The dealer laid hands out that no one can win What made us this way Something I'm doing or something I say But could it be a fact That I never thought I'd get caught in the act And I, I don't know why I still keep Hangin' around when I know that it's time Popped the silo Pushed the button It's the big one this time Doctor strangelove, we're all in your movie now You get no change love Your bill is too high The threat's on it's way The package from hell that you ordered today Pray to your sign Your wish has been granted this time And I, I don't know why I still keep Hangin' around when I know that it's time Popped the silo Pushed the button It's the big one this time. (Mccafferty/Agnew) (copyright 1980 Ciroride/Srickrope ltd.) |
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