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When I needed you
To be my girl
When I needed you
To give me a world
Chorus
When I wanted all you had
And what you gave me turned out all bad
I needed all your love
When I wanted you all for my own
When I wanted you
But you just left me alone
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
I needed all your love
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(Tyler)
Good evening people, welcome to the show
Got something here I want you all to know
When life and people bring on primal screams
You got to think of what it's gonna take to make your dreams
Make it
Don't break it
I said make it
Don't break it
If you do then ya feel like the world's coming down on you
You know that history repeats itself
What you've just done, so has somebody else
You know you do you gotta think the past
You gotta figure what it's gonna take to make it last
Make it
Don't break it
Said make it
Don't break it
Bad weather pull yourself together
Don't be catchin' the blues
Better weather pull yourself together
What have you got to lose
You're only paying your dues
Dues is the price that you gotta pay
If you're gone it gets you anyway
Although you know what you've been going through
You're on the brink so think what it takes to
Make it
Don't break it
I said make it
Don't break it
If you do, bad weather, pull yourself together
Don't be catchin' the blues
Bad weather, pull yourself together
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(Tyler, Perry)
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a' comin' all we do is just a' grin
Said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move it out 'cause the city's movin' in
Tell me who you know and I'll tell you who to
Go see my friend and he'll set you free
Tell me what you need and maybe I can go too
No one knows the way but maybe me
Nobody goes there nobody shows where nobody knows where you can find me
Good mornin' glory allelujah to ya
What is the story what's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king off the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock and roll band
We're movin' we're getting out
We're movin' without a doubt
We're movin' we're goin' far
We're movin' oh yes we are
'Cause nobody goes there nobody shows where nobody knows where you can find me
nobody goes there nobody shows where nobody knows where you can find me
Level with God and you're in tune with the universe
Talk with yourself and you'll hear what you wanna know
Gotta rise above 'cause below it's only gettin' worse
Life in time will take you where you wanna go
Where you wanna go
Where you wanna go
Where you going
Where you going
Where you going
Good mornin' glory allelujah to ya
What is the story What's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king off the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock and roll band
We're movin' we're getting out
We're movin' without a doubt
We're movin' we're goin' far
We're movin' oh yes we are
Nobody knows where nobody shows where nobody knows where you can find me
Nobody knows where nobody shows where nobody knows where you can find me
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a' comin' all we do is just a grin
Said we gotta move 'cause city's movin' in
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(Tyler)
Hey look out yonder what's that I see
Well that old bogus honey coming after me
I thought you told her I was out of town
I wonder how she knowed I was hangin' around
Say listen baby don't go wastin' your time
You keep on comin' round you'll hear the same old line
You got a thousand boys you say you need 'em
You take what's good for you and I'll take my freedom
'Cause lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
And I gotta go the other way
I thought I knew her my cagey lady
How could my sunshine be so damn shady
She'll say she love to talk a conversation
But I'm the one that makes my situation
This one way city that I thought I knew
It's such a pity honey that's it for you
Because lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
I just gotta go the other way
There's nothin' over here I never showed ya
I made it pretty clear I'm glad to know ya
You know your brother Spike he's on the level
But you always lookin' like you're mad at the devil
Don't say I cop a 'tude it's all forgotten
It's just you're much too rude your fruits are rotten
You know I work so hard to keep it alive
Now all I hear from you is nothin' but jive
Because lately it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
And I gotta go the other way yes I do
Well baby it's been so hard now to make ends meet
And honey your head's a one way street
And I really do feel that I got to be movin' on
Hey baby hey baby hey baby hey baby
And your head's like a one way street
And you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
And you're foolin' everybody you meet
Your head's like a one way street
Well you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
And you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
When you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
When you're foolin' everybody you meet
I said your head's like a one way street
You got to get yourself back on your feet
yeah
Love baby
Lovin' everybody ya meet
Lovin' everybody
Lovin' everybody
Yeah yeah yeah
Oooh baby
humping everybody
Chewin' everybody
Foolin' everybody
Loving everybody
Licking everybody
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Yeah, woke up one mornin'
I'm a ram up for walls
Somethin' told my baby
You can have it all
Jump through my window
Look my life in the den
Look out pretty mama
I'm on the road again
Chorus:
I'm on the road again
(And you can do what you want)
I'm on the road again
(And you can do what you want)
Look out pretty mama I'm on the road again...uh
Yeah, I came home last night
To get my dinner hot
Went to the door
But the door was locked
Jump through the window
And believe me or not
She hadn't even
Put my dinner into the pot
Chorus
Yeah, never been evil
And I've never been shy
Every down a champ
And I'm a time by
Down un winner
With my apple in bed
Look out pretty mama
I'm on the road again
Chorus
Yeah, never been evil
And I've never been sly
Every down a champ
And I'm a time by
Down through the window
With my apple in bed
Look out pretty mama
I'm on the road again
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(Tyler)
It ain't easy livin' like a gypsy
Tell ya honey how I feel
I've been dreaming floatin' down stream
And losin' touch with all that is real
Whole earth lover keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been
You've been fadin' always out paradin'
Keepin' touch with Mama Kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon
You act like a perpetual drag
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
It ain't easy livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find piece of mind- Yes it is
The way I see it you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
It ain't easy livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find piece of mind -Yes honey
The way I see it you've got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams
You better check it out or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleeping late and smoking tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
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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
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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)
Write me a letter write me a letter write it today I'm goin' away
Write me a letter write me a letter write it today I'm gone away
Yeah, yeah, baby, yeah-ah
Well I've been away forever suicide's crossin' my mind
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind
I said the ways of the night are evil with eyes that love the day
but I'll never never never never never get so far away
I said write me
ah ah ah
write me write me
yeah yeah yeah
I said write me write me write me
yeah yeah yeah
Well there's nothin' I can see that'd ever make
me want to be without her she's good she's good to me
Said there's no way to explain the kind of feeling
that you get out in the rain she's good she's good to me
See this emptiness inside it makes me scream
it make me crawl out of my high she's good she's good to me
ah-no-no-no
Write me a letter write me a letter write it today I'm goin' away
Well I've been away forever suicide's crossin' my mind
But I'll never never never never never get so far behind
Well I've been so many places hidin' from the wind and the rain
But you could write me a letter for to save me from a goin' insane
I said write me write write write me
Write me write write write me
Write me write write write
I said write me write write write me
Write me write write write me
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(Tyler)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Well, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you
Sing with me sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream on dream on dream on dream on
Dream on dream on dream on yeah
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me sing for the year
Sing for my laughter and sing for the tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
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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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We thankyou kindly
Right now we'd like to do a song
Ain't necessarily our own, but it could very well be
It's a song about self abuse
It's called...Rattlesnake Shake
Well, if you wanna rock
I got to be your rockin' horse
And if you wanna roll
Lord, I could blow you right out the door
Yes I could
We'll shake the world
When it's time to crash
But when I get home tonight
Lord, I guess I got to shake myself
A looky here
You need some lovin'
You must have the blues
You fought your mind baby
Hey that's a good thing to do
Now do the shake
The Rattlesnake Shake
Now do the, do the shake
Yes, chuck away them blues...chuck your blues
Yeah...you need some lovin'
You must have blues
You fought with your mind, baby
That's a good thing thing......to do
Do the shake
Oh...The Rattlesnake Shake...oh
Now...do the shake
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(Tyler, Perry)
Mary Mack dressed in black
Silver buttons up and down her back
I know mistletoe
She broke needle now she can't sew
Walkin' the dog
I'm just a walkin' your dog
Well if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
Ask your mama for fifteen cents
To see the elephant jump the fence
It jumped so high it touched the sky
Didn't come back 'till the fourth July
I'm walkin' the dog
I'm just a walkin' your dog
Well if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
Mary Mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow
Well well silver bells and little bitty bitty white shells
Pretty maids all in a row
Walkin' your dog
I'm just a walkin' your dog
Well if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
Well if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
Well if you don't know how to do it
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(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)
In the attic
Lights
Voices scream
Nothing seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing seen
Real's a dream
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Lights
Voices scream
Nothing seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing seen
Real's a dream
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
In the attic
Toys toys toys
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(Tyler, Whitford)
If you believe in me like I believe in you
You wouldn't be tellin' me things that weren't exactly true
Now everything changes ain't nothin' the same
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby I can't remember my name
Cause the life I been livin' and the love I been givin'
Would be sure to set you spinnin' but you ain't never touchin' ground
And I'm round and round
Well it was one for all and it was all for one
And everything that we did never bothered no one
Now everythin' changes ain't nothin' the same
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby I can't remember my name
Cause the life I been livin' and the love someone give me
Would be sure to set you spinnin' but you ain't never touchin' ground
And I'm round and round and round and round and round and round and round
Can you remember the days when you were sweet sixteen
And always caught in the blaze of someone else's dreams
Now everythin' changes ain't nothin' the same
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby I can't remember my name
I'm goin' round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round and round
And round
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and
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(Tyler, Solomon)
You see me crying don't let it getcha down
You see me crying I'm back to the lost and found
Honey whatcha done to your head
Honey was the words that I said
Honey whatcha done to your head
Honey was the words that I said
You see me crying say you're a ladies man
You see me crying I'm so hard to understand
Honey whatcha done to your head
Honey was the words that I said
Honey whatcha done to your head
Honey was the words that I said
You see me crying please say you'll stick around
And I got to be your lover honey let me take you to town
And I'll show you everything that I know
And I'll never ever let you down
Cause my love is like a merry-go-round
Honey whatcha done to your head
Honey was the words that I said
Honey whatcha done to your head
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(Tyler, Hamilton)
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
Talk about things that nobody cares
Wearing other things that nobody wears
Ya callin' my name but I gotta make clear
I can't say baby where I'll be in a year
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up and went
Well I got good news she's a real good liar
'Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took you just a little too far
Tellin' other things but your girlfriend lied
You can't catch me cause the rabbit done died
Yes it did
Standin' in the front just a shakin' your ass
I take you back stage you can drink from my glass
I talk about something you can sure understand
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(Tyler, Perry)
Blood stains the ivories on my daddy's baby grand
Ain't seen the daylight since we started this band
No more no more
No more no more
Store bought clothes fallin' 'part at the seams
Tealeaf readin' gypsies fortune tellin' my dreams
No more no more
No more no more
Holiday Inn lock the door with a chain
You love 'em and you hate it but to me they're all the same
No more no more
No more no more
No more no more
Baby I'm a dreamer found my horse and carriage
Stalemate jailbait ladies can't refuse
You love 'em then you leave 'em with your sold out reviews
No more no more
No more no more
Sweet talkin' bar room ladies disease
Slippin' with her lips slidin' down your knees
No more no more
No more no more
No more no more
Me and my screamer bound to a wife in marriage
Baby I'm a dreamer found my horse and carriage
Ladies hold the aces while my lovers call it passion
The men call it pleasure but to me it's old fashioned
Times they're a changin' nothing ever stands still
If I don't stop changin' I'll be writin' my will
It's the same old story never get a second chance
For a dance to the top of the hill
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(Tyler, Perry)
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
Till I talked to your daddy he say
He said you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a changin' your ways
I met a cheerleader was a real young bleeder
Oh the times I could reminisce
'Cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss
Like this
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle diddle
With your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin'
And I knowed love was here to stay
When she told me to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
Like this
Schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's climbin' way up the knee
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed
Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss
Like this
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle diddle
With your kitty in the middle of the swing like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin' 'cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way
She told me to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
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(Tyler, Perry)
Kickin' down the road
Feelin' mighty slowed
With the likes of you
Gettin' mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you're goin' through
I can't bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin' the blues
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Try to make a fool outta me
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me
Swing low
Sweet cherry-o
When a strange love showed me the way
You see more
Can't keep a score
When the whore's comin' on for the play
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool outta me
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me
E. Poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that the raven was mad
Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the best thing he ever had
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool outta me
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intentions
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me
Oh, play rough
Can't get enough
So they try to make a fool out of me
Lordy
Ain't foolin' me
Ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
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(Weismantel)
Got me the strangest woman
Believe me this trick's no cinch
But I really get her going
When I whip out my big 10 inch
Record of a band that plays the blues
Well a band that plays its blues
She just love my big 10 inch
Record of her favorite blues
Last night I tried to tease her
I gave my love a little pinch
She said now stop that jivin'
Now whip out your big 10 inch
Record of a band that plays those blues
Well a band that plays the blues
She just loves my big 10 inch
Record of her favorite blues
I cover her with kisses
And when we're in a lover's clinch
She gets all excited
When she begs for my big 10 inch
Record of a band that plays those blues
Well a band that plays the blues
She just love my big 10 inch
Record of her favorite blues
My girl don't go for smokin'
And liquor just make her flinch
Seems she don't go for nothin'
'Cept for my big 10 inch
Record of a band that plays the blues
Band that play the blues
She just love my big 10 inch
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(Tyler, Perry)
Goin' under rats in the cellar
Goin' under skin's turnin' yellow
Nose is runny losin' my connection
Losin' money gettin' no affection
New York City blues
East side West side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
Tearin' me apart
Safe complaining 'cause everything's rotten
Go insanin' and ain't a thing forgotten
Feelin' cozy Rats In The Cellar
Cheeks are rosy skin's turning yellow
Loose and soggy lookin' rather lazy
See my body pushin' up the daisies
New York City's ghouls
East side West side news
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
Tearin' me apart
New York City blues
East side West side blues
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
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(Tyler, Whitford)
I'm dreaming tonight
I'm living back home
Right
Yeah
Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With her face in her beer
Home sweet home
Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma she's a cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the city
And my love's in the meadow
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the ghetto
Stand up sit down
Don't do nothin'
It ain't no good when boss man's
Stuffin' down their throats
For paper notes
And their babies cry
While cities lie at their feet
When you're rockin' the street
Home sweet home
Mama take me home sweet home
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
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All your love I miss lovin'
All your kiss I miss kissin'
All your love I miss lovin'
All your kiss I miss kissin'
Ever since I left you baby, I never knew what I was missin'
All your love I miss lovin'
All your kiss I miss kissin'
All your love I miss lovin'
All your kiss I miss kissin'
Ever since I left you baby, I never knew what I was missin'
All your lovin' pretty baby
That I had in store for you
All your lovin' pretty baby
That I had in store for you
All your lovin' pretty baby
What could a poor boy do
All your lovin' pretty baby
All your lovin' pretty baby
All your lovin' (7x) pretty baby
What could a poor boy do
All your lovin' pretty baby
All your kissin' is kissin
All the lovin' you gave me pretty baby
All your kissin' is kissin'
Ever since I left you baby
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(Tyler, Whitford)
Lord I must be dreamin
What else could this be
Everybody's screamin'
Runnin' for the sea
Holy lands are sinkin'
Birds take to the sky
The prophets are all stinking drunk
I know the reason why
Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so ill at ease
Everything is on fire
Shit piled up to the knees
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame
Sorry we're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now they say it's nobody's fault
Old St. Andres
Seven years ago
Shove it up their richters
Red lines stop and go
Noblemen of courage
Listen with their ears
Spoke but how discouragin
When no one really hears
One of these day's a you'll be sorry
Too many houses on the stilt
Three million years or just a story
Four on the floor up to the hilt
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame
Sorry we're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now we're just a little too late
Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so ill at ease
Everything is on fire
A shit piled up in debris
California showtime
Five o'clock's the news
Everybody's concubine
Was prone to take a snooze
Sorry we're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an aweful job
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(Tyler, Perry)
Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
Singin' how de do
Backstreet a boogie in the house of delight
Where they steal the show
The money come sour but the ladies are sweet
It's a love affair
Whole place rockin' people stompin' their feet
A when the gang's all there
He gets his woman every night for free
He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na na na na na
Na na na na na
Johnny like to gamble with his lady Louise
She was a black jack deuces are wild
He got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze
Put it there Johnny looked and he smiled
He started thinkin' 'bout the fortune and fame
With the young girls down at his knees
He dug the money but forgot all the names
So he knew just how to appease
Lick and a promise
Lick and a promise
Lick and a promise
He gave the ladies a
Lick and a promise
Lick and a promise
He gave the ladies a
Lick and a promise
Loose change grubber in his early,early years
Had his poor mama pacin' the floors
He grabbed a guitar and a couple a beers
Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more
He gets his woman every night for free
He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na na na na na
Sing na na na na na
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(Tyler)
Back when Cain was able
Way before the stable
Lightnin' struck right down from the sky
A mother ship with fate said let's give it a try
Conscience was related
Man it was created
Lady Luck took him by surprise
Her sweet and bitter fruit
It surely opened his eyes
Well she ate it
Lordy it was love at first bite
Well she ate it
Never knowin' wrong from right right right ri-ight
Even Eve in Eden
Voices tried deceivin'
With lies that showed the lady the way
At first she stopped and turned
And tried to walk away
Man he was believer
Lady was deceiver
SO the story, but you see
The snake was he
And she just climbed right up his tree
So she ate it
Lordy it was love at first bite
Well she ate it
Never knowin wrong from right right right ri-ight
Conscience was related
Man it was created
Lady Luck took him by surprise
Her sweet and bitter fruit
It surely opened his eyes
whoo whoo
Evil cam like rainin'
Who knows who to blame an'
Somethin' tried to lay her to waste
And all she needed was just a little taste
Well she ate it
Lordy it was love at first bite
Yeah she ate it
Never knowin wrong from right right right ri-ight
Well she ate it
Lordy it was love at first bite
Yeah she ate it
Never knowin' wrong from right, right, right
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(Tyler, Perry)
Checkmate honey beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey I'm livin' on a astral plane
Feets on the ground and your head's goin' down the drain
Oh heads I win tails you lose to the never mind
Where to draw the line
A Indian summer Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner and rarely ever left the store
She sing and dance all night and wrong all the right outta me
Oh pass me the vile and cross your fingers it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver we were singin' all your cowboy song
Oh you told Carrie and promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win tails you lose lord it's such a crime
No dice honey you the salt you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey you're the only one who's got ta choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate don't be late
Take another pull
That's right impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss of the toss
The dice the price
Grab yourself a slice
Know where to draw the line
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
Oooh- ahhh
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(Tyler, Hamilton, Douglas)
Arriving in boats
Black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed
Covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader, she's small
Pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time
She'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last
Celebrate, celebrate, celebraid it
This is the critical mass
So far so good
I heard the other say
So good so far
They're takin' me away
I drink to you
Your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink And break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
This is the critical mass
Now the tallest of two
With a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun
That it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart
Tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase
Out and admit
When the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screaming out down the hall
Really need it
Really need your love
Really need your love
Need your love love love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the door
We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the critical mass
Time and space
Is takin' me away
Time erase
Don't know the time of day
Time and space
Is takin' me away
Time erase
Don't know the time of day
Time and space
Is takin' me away
Time erase
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(Tyler, Kramer, Whitford, Hamilton, Douglas)
Long ago in days untold
Were ruled by lords of greed
Maidens fair with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings And Queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchments laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I
Lived this life before
Somehow I know now
Truths I must be sure
Tossin' turnin', nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailing ships, the Viking spits
The blood of father's land
Only to deceive
Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death
Fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vú or what you please
Follows true
To all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy Lordy they died
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(Arnold)
Well I tried everything
Just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell ya just
What I'm gonna do
Well I'm sick of all your cryin'
When you should be leavin me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack my bag I'm gone
Won'tcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your ol' man ain't around
Won'tcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't ya please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around
New dance
Go
Won'tcha you please
Don't that sun sun look look good good goin' down
Won't ya please wooh
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around
And around and around
And around and around
And around and round
and round and round
and round and round
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(Tyler, Perry)
Take a walk in the warm New England sun
Ain't no time to look for clues
You get the point from Uncle Sam's loaded gun
Who be the hand that light the fuse
A take a look, take a look at my old billy goat
He used to raise all kinds of hell
He took a dose of radiation dope
A back in the barn is where he felt, like hell
Ohhhh...Lucy, chromosome
Lucy, superdome
What makes you think you patronizin' my old friends
After you ride in my car, car
What do you do when your oil's Mexican
OPEC boys, you went too far, too far
Ohhhh...Lucy, superdome
Lucy, chromosome
Ohhhh...Lucy, papa doll
Lucy, sing the song
(Ah), dig it up
(Ah), live it up
(Ah), a dig it up
(Ah), live it up
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(Tyler, Perry)
I met a babe in a back-seat drive in
Back in the saddle she's sit
Pull on the reins just to keep me risin'
She loved to chomp at the bit
Daddy do it
Ooooh just do it
Daddy do it
Please let me see you
Do it
Please just do it
Daddy do it
Do it
Drivin' me crazy
She always walks with her eyes
Down on her bootlace
She loves to give it away
She don't believe in the right time
Or the wrong place
She's always liable to say
Mmmm Daddy do it
Ooooh just do it
Daddy do it
Please let me see you
Do it
Please just do it
Daddy do it
Do it
Drivin' me crazy
Cheese cake
Looser than her sister
Cheese cake
Her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her
Cheese Cake
Got my fingers in her pie
Cheese Cake
Cheese cake
Sneakin' out the back door
Cheese cake
Strollin' down the lawn
Cheese Cake
Everybody's kissed her
Cheese Cake
At the crack of dawn
Daddy do it
Oooh just do it
Daddy do it
Please let me see you
Daddy do it
Please just do it
Daddy do it
Do it
Oooh drivin' me crazy
Cheese cake
Looser than her sister
Cheese cake
Her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her
Cheese Cake
Got my fingers in her pie
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(Tyler, Perry)
Flatbush boy cruisin' Sheepshead Bay
His boardwalk mama just a sniff away
Underground DMT ridin' thunder train
The Coney Island White Fish Boy
Is on the run again
You're runnin' with the pack
Ain't never lookin' back
Knows just where he's been
That Coney Island White Fish Boy
Has been there and back again
Sixteen years with his boardwalk queen
In that steeplechase she used to wet his dreams
She combed her hair
That flamin' jewel's streaked with clorox bleach
Coney gettin' down and dirty snortin' up the beach
And she'll be screamin'
Coney
And she'll be dreamin'
Coney
Coney
Bone to bone screamin'
Coney
SHe be screamin'
Coney
Get back in town
Get back get around
Get back get down
He's back in town
Coney
She'll be screamin'
Coney
Best believin'
Coney
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(Tyler, Perry)
Ninteen seventy-one
We all heard the starter's gun
New York was such a pity
But at Max's Kansas City, we won
We all shot the shit at the bar
With Johnny O' Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
He's surely gonna make us a star
I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are
But with all his style
I could see in his eyes
That we is goin' on trial
And it was no surprize
The boys kept kickin' ass
As usual time would tell
But some bitch in the choir
Throw water on the fires of hell
She loved to show and tell
Lord, she loved to tell
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
And it was no surprize
No surprize
No surprize
No surprize
Midnight lady
Situation fetal
Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle
I say looky here
Friend of mine
You scratch like you need calamine
Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'
Still in love and Puerto Rican too
Ridin' on wheels of hell
Smokin' our axle grease
Oh, the backstage is rockin'
And we're coppin' from the local police
That's right, the local police
Or the juctice of peace
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we was still on trial
Baby, it's no surprize
No surprize
No surprize
No surprize
Rock n' roll, junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock, knock knock, knock
Nobody's keepin' score
Bad times go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sassafraz
Will keep the blues away
Candy store, rock n' roll
Corporation jellyroll
Play the singles, it ain't me
It's programmed insanity
You ASCAP, if BMI
Could ever make a mountain fly
If Japanese can boil teas
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Here come old flat top
He come groovin' up slowly
He got joo joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He got toe jam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
Right now
Over me
He bag production
He got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together
Right now
Over me
He roller coaster
He got early warning
He got muddy water
He one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good lookin' 'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
Right now
Over me
Come Together
Come Together
Come Together
Come Together
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Well Downtown Charlie
Was to piss off my dad
Well the first time I met you babe
I didn't feel so bad
Well she covered me with roses
Put my hands on my feet
Yeah, everytime I look at her picture
I pull my meat
Well, the gang's all here
And I'm feelin' fine
Ah ah, It was a moan it was a smack
It was a countdown
Oh, it was a downtown
Said, swing low slicker
Future goin' lover
All is goin' good
I forgot my rubber
(A peace sign and I'm sexy) ?
All I wanna do is get on my feet
Na, na...oh, the boy's coming home
'Cause your face lookin' kinda dead inside
Lord see her moan again
And won't you dance some more
More more...
Well Downtown Charlie
Said, Downtown Charlie
Said, Downtown Charlie
Said, Downtown Charlie
Out...all you wanna get it was again in the face
All I wanna do was get in again and swallow her
Said down down down down.....Yak ak ak ak ooh
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All day readin' all your magazines
Thinkin' that you got it made
You're dressed to kill you're going out tonight
Bringin' on your limousines
Yeah alright, the girl that made you now
Every trick in the book
Lookin' sharp, you're feelin' heat
Like some cat on a hot tin roof
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
(Leave her at the light for dead) ?
Quick as a shot
You think you're hot
You're stealy as you start the night
You're goin' downtown
Lookin' mighty clean
When you wish to take a shot
It's alright, your girl that made you now
Every trick in the book
Feelin' heat, look so sharp
Like some cat on a hot tin roof
Well, alright, it's okay, tonight
Yes, make you number one
It's alright, it's okay
But we think you dropped the gun
So right, so dead
Yeah...
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you'll win the race
All day readin' all your magazines
Thinkin' that you got it made
You're dressed to kill you're going out tonight
Bringin' on your limousines
You're alright, your girl that made you now
Every trick in the book
Feel so sharp, lookin' heat
Like some cat on a hot tin roof
Well, alright, it's okay, tonight
You think you're number one
It's alright, it's okay
But we think you dropped the gun
It's alright, it's okay
Sharpshooter
Take another moment to please
Sharpshooter
Lookin' for another to tease
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinkin' that you'll win the race
Sharpshooter
sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
Sharpshooter
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Got no place to run
Got no place to hide
Sittin' at the railway station
Destination far behind, behind
Lived my life for love
Love that's hard to find
Some are givers, I'm a taker
Love can make you blind
Make you blind
Got no time to lose
Time you just can't find
Give a dozen yesterday's
To make tomorrow mine
Make it mine
Got one life to live
That's just borrowed time
Don't close or blink your eyes
You lose your chance to fly
Chance to fly
Got no place to run
Got no place to hide
Sittin' at the railway station
Destination far behind, behind
Lived my life for love
Love that's hard to find
Some are givers, I'm a taker
Love can make you blind
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Ooouu...
Hey, hey you
Place your face on down the ground
Hey, hey you
With the junkies all around
Hey, hey you
What'cha feel inside is sad
Hey, hey you
With your face on the flame
Hey, hey you
This is all a silly game
Hey, hey you
What'cha feelin' down and sad
You know you got that love
Baby, inspiration
(And you got them old generation) ?
With your feet down
Down on the ground
You gotta sing songs baby
When know you who's around
Say baby
Hey, hey wait
Well whatcha do that whore
Get your brains well they scrape them off the floor
Hey, hey you
What'cha got inside the door
Yeah...hey, hey you
What's up in the middle east
Hey, hey you
Won't'cha take another piece
Hey, hey you
What'cha feelin' kinda sad
That's it, stay up there
Stay up there
Stay...stay up there
Oooh...
One, two, three, four
Hey, hey you
With the face on the fire
Hey, hey you
Sing your ass off in the choir
Hey, hey you
What'cha let your face grow long
Too long, too long
Hey, hey you
With your ass on the ground
Hey, hey you
Never say you get the sound
Hey, hey you
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(Tyler, Crespo)
Take me, take me
Take me outside and maybe
Baby, take me
Take me, take me, take me...
Take it or leave it on a Saturday night
If what you see is what you get then gimmie me a bite
Here are lots of ladies, they is real insecure
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill
Hello baby, yeah it's me
Don't be no judge, no third degree oh jailbait
Play the fool and you play the pawn
Wake up babe, out the door gone, jailbait
I believe in someone talkin'
Can't let go you got a hold oh jailbait
What it is, but you believe
In what you got, got up your sleeve oh jailbait
Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-jailbait
Take it, leave it, roll the dice
She's hot as hell, I'm cold as ice oh jailbait
Tell your daddy how you do me
Put the woodshed, do it to me jailbait
Whatcha see in daddy's eyes
Check the voice, no surprise, oh jailbait
Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
Do me, do you, tell me, would you, see in, me too
Do me, do you
I ain't complainin' bitch's brew
Girl's a lover, never knew she's jailbait
Steeplechase, cold the sweat
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Major....
Major Barbra sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair, that she made outa wood
So many many years ago
Major why won't they grow
You giv'em their water and hope
Major why won't they grow
She waits all day
And she hopes through the night
For a new day that might show
A bright yellow sun
That will make the crops come
And let the old days go
Major why won't they grow
You've given them water and hope
Major why won't they grow...ohh
Major...
Look out in your field
Tell me what do you see shinin' through
Major...
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yes they do
Yeah yeah yeah...
Major...
Look out in your fields
Tell me what do you see shinnin' through
Major...
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you
Yes they do
Yeah they do
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(Supa)
You act like a prima donna
Playin' so hard to get
Actin' so cool and nonchalant
Draggin' on a cigarette
You keep a wall all around ya
Well I'll get through some day
And I want your love
If push comes to shove
Gonna chip that wall away
Chip awaaay
Chip away at the stone
An' I won't stop till your love it my very own
Chip awaaay
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama, I wanna get next to you
You stand like a marble statue
Tryin' to look so hard
All decked out in your antique dress
While the boys all promenade
Even a rock will crumble
If you strike it night and day
If hammer I must
I'm gonna get through your crust
Gonna chip that stone away
Chip awaaay
Chip away at the stone
An' I won't stop till your love it my very own
Chip awaaay
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama, I wanna get next to you
Chip awaaay
Chip away at the stone
An' I won't stop till your love it my very own
Chip awaaay
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama, I wanna get next to you
Yes I do yes I do.
Chip away chip away at the stone
Chip away chip away at the stone
I won't stop, I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop
I won't stop, I won't stop
And chip it
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When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top of the slide
Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
'Til I get to the bottom
And I see you again...yeah yeah yeah yeah
Do you, don't you
Want me to love you
I'm comin' down fast
But I'm miles above you
A tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You may be a lover
But you ain't no dancer...yeah
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter...ooohhh
Will you, won't you
Want me to make you
I'm coming down fast
But don't let me break you
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
You may be a lover
But you ain't no dancer...that's right
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Wooo...helter skelter...yeao...lookout
When I get to the bottom
I go back to the top of the slide
And I stop and I turn and I go for a ride
And I get to the bottom and I see you again
Yeah yeah yeah
Do ya, don't you
Want me to make you
I'm comin' down fast
But don't let me break you
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer
May be a lover
But you ain't no dancer
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Weeee...yeah yeah yeah yeah
Helter skelter
I'm comin' down fast
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(Tyler, Perry)
I'm baaaaack
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaaaack
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to gimme a wink
That'd make a grown man cry
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaaaack
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaaack
Come easy go easy
Alright 'til the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
to scream for more
Fools' gold out of their minds
The girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine
I'll come when I get back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaaack
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding
I'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding
I really got a fistful
I'm riding
I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding
this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaaaack
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm baaaaaack
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
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