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Aerosmith
Aerosmith


Background information
Origin Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Genre(s) Rock'n'Roll
Heavy Metal
Blues Rock
Hard Rock
Years active 1970—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Geffen Records
Associated acts The Joe Perry Project
The Strangeurs/Chain Reaction
Website Website
Members
Steven Tyler
Joe Perry
Brad Whitford
Tom Hamilton
Joey Kramer
Former members
Ray Tabano
Jimmy Crespo
Rick Dufay



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Aerosmith Album


Get Your Wings (1974)
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(Tyler, Perry)

Get yourself cooler lay yourself low
Coincidental murder with nothing to show
The judge's constipation will go to his head
His wife's aggravation you're soon enough dead

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance my friend

Gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun
No smoothy face lawyer to getcha undone
Say love ain't the same on the south side of town
You could look but you ain't gonna find it around

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story same old song and dance

Fate comes a knockin'
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
You ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain when
It's all the same to you my friend

When you're low down and dirty from walkin' the street
With your old hurdy-gurdy no one to meet
Say love ain't the same on the south side of town
You could look but you ain't gonna find it around

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance my friend
It's the same old story

. . .


(Tyler)

Down to who knows who just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls when you caught my eyes
You got no way to make a man
Honey you got to understand
I'm your man child
Lord of the thighs

Well well lordy my God what do we got here
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait and you're the hook
Someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man child lord of the thighs

You must have come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs

You must have come here to find it baby
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it

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(Tyler/Perry)

Spaced in time child of nine
Doin' twenty years on the way
Fire and steel earth unreal
Find another planet to stay
Papa died ma survived
Tellin' me about her ordeal
And the soul she could not feel
'Cause they made her so unreal

Lightnin' years disappears
Twenty million years on my brain
Synthesize overrides
Tryin' to keep from goin' insane
And my soul I can not feel
'Cause they made me so unreal

Spaced enough to know I feel there's nothin' out there
Spaced enough to know I feel I really don't care
Spaced enough to feel I'm really losin' my mind

And I'm never never never never ever goin' back
I'm off the track no one even knows I'm alive
Spaced without a trace
Waitin' for the word to arrive

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(Tyler, Solomon)

Well she's a woman of the world and God she knows it
She'll turn my head every time she shows it
Yeah nothin' you can do nothin' you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow
Honey say what you gotta say

Lordy lordy lordy lordy what a woman how ya feelin'

You know I tried I tried I tried so hard to please her
She'd give me a look if I beg to tease her
There's nothin' you can say nothin' you can do
No way you can try to coochie coo
She might be gone tomorrow oh lordy what you gonna do

Now I tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be alright alright alright
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight
Night night night night night night night night night night night night

And I tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be alright alright alright alright
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight

She got big eyed cats she got coats of sable
She sits forty four at her dinner table
And there's nothin' you can do nothin' you can say
No way you can try to change her way

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(Tyler)

Stage coach lady hourglass body
Makin' things glow in the night
Well she would if she could
And she'd be good if she would
Only be a lover she'd be out tonight
'Cause I'm a bad a lonely school-boy and I'm a rat
And it's too bad can't get me none of that

Salt Lake City salt lickin' biddies bogus honey stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard his face was pretty scarred from kickin' ass
And playin' poker to win
'Cause I'm a bad lonely school-boy and I'm a rat
And it's too bad can't get me none of that

It's too bad

It's too bad can't get me none of that

Loose old lady my mama Katy chivalry was born at her feet
Well she shoulda thought twice when pa shot his dice
The night she put my daddy to sleep
'Cause I'm a bad lonely school-boy and I'm a rat
It's too bad can't get me none of that
It's too bad Lord it's too bad
I said it's too bad Lord it's too bad
I said it's too bad it's too bad

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(T. Bradshaw, L. Mann, H. Kay)

Well on a train I met a dame
She rather handsome we kinda looked the same
She was pretty from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so no no no

Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so no no no

Well on a train I met a dame
She rather handsome we kinda looked the same
She was pretty from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her

Well get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her

Well we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train and put her hands up
Lookin' so good child I couldn't let her go
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
I'm in heat I'm in love

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(Tyler)

Blues hearted lady sleepy was she
Love for the devil brought her to me
Tears of a thousand drawn to her sin
Seasons of wither holdin' me in

Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you
Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you
In time bound to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time
Take the wind right out of your sail

Fireflies dance in the heat of
Hound dogs that bay at the moon
My ship leaves in the midnight
Can't say I'll be back too soon

They awaken far far away
Heat of my candle show me the way
Tears of a thousand drawn to her sin
Seasons of wither holdin' me in

Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you
Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you
In time bound to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time

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(Tyler, Kramer)

When I'm in heat and someone gets a notion
I jump to my feet I hoof it to the ocean
We hit a beach where no one give a hoot
Nobody never ever wears a suit
The ladies there they look so proud
That's cause they know that they're well endowed

Now I ain't much on Fannie's conversation
Or care too much about her operation
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high can't explain the sensation
To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation

Sweet Pandora
God like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me

Sweet Pandora
God like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me

Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me

Now I ain't what you'd call a city slicker
Or claim to fame to be a slitty licker
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high can't explain the sensation.
To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation.

Sweet Pandora
God like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me.

Sweet Pandora
God like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me

Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me
Just for me

. . .


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