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fell to the red room because she was there
scarlet woman she got me to feel her
she said do all those things that you do to me
do you know what i mean boy?
do all those things that you do to me
talking about love talking about love
love removal love removal machine
talking about love talking about love
give me love soul shaker love removal machine
baby baby baby baby baby i fell from the sky
yesterday you blew my mind
having trouble with my direction
upside down chain reaction
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talking about love talking about love
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look out here she comes
look out here she comes
look out here she comes
look out here she comes
shake it baby shake it
shake it baby shake it
shake it baby shake it
shake it
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(Parfitt, Williams)
once upon a time not so very long ago
there wasn't such a thing as a rock and roll show
you had to sit at home and listen to the radio
then came a man with a rocking guitar
he found himself a beat and he played it near and far
everybody danced and sang and let the good times roll
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
he travelled around the world in a rock and roll band
he stood there like a child with a guitar in his hand
everybody danced and sang and let the good times roll
nobody cared about the clothes he would wear
nobody cared about the colour of his hair
everybody came to see and let the good times roll
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
now we got the rhythm now we got the rock
time didn't matter never living by the clock
everybody came to hear him play his rock and roll
then came a line when the music didn't rhyme
he couldn't find the rhyme 'cause he couldn't find the time
but still the people came to listen to the good times roll
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
again again again again again again again again
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
i said why don't you do it? why don't you do it again?
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Leaving the show
Still feel alive
Want a place to go now
Round about five
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Come on down to the doctor
Make me feel good all night
Everybody needs a shot of R 'n B
So come on down to my surgery
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Make you feel good all night
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Down on the doctor
Make me feel good all night
Come on here baby
Won't do you no harm
I just want to shoot
Some rock 'n roll in your arm
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Down to the doctor
Make you feel good all night
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(Young, Young, Scott)
diamonds and dust
poor man last rich man first
lamborghinis caviar
dry martinis shangri-la
i got a burning feeling deep inside of me
let your love run i'm going to set it free
i'm going in to sin city
i'm going to win in sin city
where the lights are bright all through the town tonight
i'm going to win in sin city
ladders and snakes
ladders give snakes take
rich man poor man beggar man thief
ain't got a hope in hell that's my belief
fingers freddy diamond jim
get ready i'm coming in
so spin that wheel cut that rack and roll those loaded dice
bring on the dancing girls and put the champaign on ice
we're going in to sin city
we're going to win in sin city
where the lights are bright all through the town tonight
we're going to win in sin city
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I'm feeling so tired, I can't understand it
Just had a full night's sleep
I'm feeling so stuck, I'm so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, just too stoned and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just had a cold meat pie
Girl, when you call my name
I salivate like Pavlov's dog
Girl, when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum
Now you got the mix
And, Audie, you got the sticks
And love is a bitch
Yeah, you got the mix
And, Audie, you got the sticks
Boy, and love is just a bitch
She's just a bitch, baby
And if I could sing you, if I could sing you
A love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
Or would you think this boy's insane, he's insane?
I'm talking about the women all around the world
Women behind bars
Women in fast cars
Women in distress
I like a lady with no dress
Women in aeroplanes
Women who play them games
Women in a uniform
See the woman with her clothes torn
Women who satisfy
Women you can't buy
Like the women in a magazine
And them ladies in the limousine
Women who sip champagne
Women who feel no pain
Women in a disco
Hanging around for the blow, blow, blow
Women wanting sympathy
Women taking ecstasy
Women that live in a fantasy
So why are they always living on their knees?
Women that fall in love
Women who need a shove
Women that can't be beat
Vheck out that lady in my back seat
Women in the USA
Them women steal your heart away
Women into rock and roll
Or the ladies in the back of the bus after the show
Women that we write songs about
Women that turn around and kick you out
Women you dream about all your life
Women that can't raise her feet in trouble and strife
Yeah, you got a mix
And, Audie, you got the sticks
Boy, but love is a bitch
Yeah, you got a mix
And, Audie, you got the sticks
Baby, but love is a bitch
She's a real cool bitch
She's a nasty bitch
Ain't love a bitch?
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(Dylan)
early one morning the sun was shining i was laying in bed
wondering if she'd changed at all if her hair was still red
her folks they said our lives together sure was going to be rough
they never did like mama's homemade dress papa's bankbook wasn't big enough
and i was standing on the side of the road rain falling on my shoes
heading out for the east coast lord knows i've paid some dues getting through
tangled up in blue
she was married when we first met soon to be divorced
i helped her out of a jam i guess but i used a little too much force
we drove that car as far as we could abandoned it out west
split up on a dark sad night both agreeing it was best
she turned around to look at me as i was walking away
i heard her say over my shoulder "we'll meet again some day on the avenue"
tangled up in blue
i had a job in the great north woods working as a cook for a spell
i never did like it all that much and one day the axe just fell
so i drifted down to new orleans where i was lucky to be employed
working for a while on a fishing boat right outside of delacroix
but all the while i was alone the past was close behind
i seen a lot of women but she never escaped my mind and i just grew
tangled up in blue
she was working in a topless place and i stopped in for a beer
i just kept looking at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear
and later on the crowd thinned out i was just about to do the same
she was standing there in back of my chair saying "jackie don't i know your name?"
i muttered something underneath my breath she studied the lines on my face
i must admit i felt a little uneasy when she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
tangled up in blue
she lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"i thought you'd never say hello" she said "you look like the silent type"
then she opened up a book of poems and handed it to me
written by an italian poet from the thirteenth century
and every one of them words rang true and glowed like burning coals
pouring off of every page like it was written in my soul from me to you
tangled up in blue
i lived with them on montague street in a basement down the stairs
there was music in the cafés at night and revolution in the air
then he started into dealing with slaves and something inside of him died
she had to sell everything she owned and froze up inside
and one day finally the bottom fell out and i became withdrawn
the only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keeping on like a bird that flew
tangled up in blue
so now i'm going back again i got to get to her somehow
all the people we used to know they're an illusion to me now
some are mathematicians some are carpenter's wives
don't know how it all got started i don't know what they're doing with their lives
but me i'm still on the road heading for another joint
we always did feel the same we just saw it from a different point of view
tangled up in blue
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(Fraser, Rodgers)
every single day i got a heartache coming my way
i don't want to say goodbye baby but look at the tears in my eye
i don't want to say goodbye mama but look at the way you made me cry
every way that's nice you show you've got a heart that's made of ice
and i know fire and water must have made you their daughter
you've got what it takes to make a poor man's heart break a poor man's heart break
lover you turn me on but as quick as a flash your love is gone
and baby i'm going to leave you now but i'm going to try to make you grieve somehow
fire and water must have made you their daughter
you've got what it takes to make a poor man's heart break a poor man's heart break
and my heart is breaking
i don't want to say goodbye but look at the tears you made me cry
every way that's nice you show you've got a heart that's made of ice
and i know fire and water must have made you their daughter
you've got what it takes to make a poor man's heart break
fire fire and water must have made you their daughter
you've got what it takes to make a poor man's heart break a poor man's heart break
and my heart is breaking can you feel it breaking? can you feel it?
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(Ralphs)
walking down this rocky road
wondering where my life is leading
rolling on to the bitter end
finding out along the way
what it takes to keep love living
you should know how it feels my friend
i want you to stay i want you today
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
for your love
now i'm on my feet again
better things are bound to happen
all my dues surely must be paid
many miles and many tears
times were hard but now they're changing
you should know that i'm not afraid
i want you to stay i want you today
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for your love
i'm ready for your love
i want you to stay i want you today
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for love oh baby i'm ready for love
i'm ready for your love
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(Ham)
no matter what you are i will always be with you
no matter what you do girl oh girl with you
no matter what you do i will always be around
won't you tell me what you found girl oh girl want you
knock down the old grey wall and be a part of it all
nothing to say nothing to see nothing to do
if you would give me all as i would give it to you
nothing would be nothing would be nothing would be
no matter where you go there will always be a place
can't you see it in my face girl oh girl want you
knock down the old grey wall and be a part of it all
nothing to say nothing to see nothing to do
if you would give me all as i would give it to you
nothing would be nothing would be nothing would be
no matter what you are i will always be with you
no matter what you do girl oh girl with you
oh girl oh girl want you
oh girl you girl want you
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She was just sixteen
She was so sweet and clean
She walked just like she knew where she'd been
She set my blood on fire
I said are you for hire?
That's when she turned on me and screamed
That ain't no way to treat a lady
That ain't no way to treat a lady
She had a southern smile
Had a New York style
I couldn't let her get away
She was the girl of my dreams
And because I was mean
I had to listen to her say
That ain't no way to treat a lady
That ain't no way to treat a lady
I had to have her bad
But she left me mad
That ain't the way it should be
I'm going to find that girl
Take her around the world
I'm going to love her till she screams
That ain't no way to treat a lady
That ain't no way to treat a lady
That ain't no way
That ain't no way to treat a lady
A lady
That ain't no way to treat a lady
To treat a lady
To treat a lady
To treat a lady
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(Dewar, Trower)
lady love i heard a voice and it soothed me
lady love a simple tune and it moved me
move me and sooth me leading me home
too late for me now lady love
lady love a man's a fool to be leaving
dreams of love passing by like the seasons
maybe i'll wake up tell me i will
find you there waiting lady love
lady love i need some warm and tender
nights of love sweet and fine to remember
maybe tomorrow your fever will find me
waiting for me now lady love
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Drive by my house late at night
You can see it from the freeway above
No silhouette but a light left on
Burning there for love
Burning there for love
Smoke is rising from the black
Coming out my back door
I'm inside sound asleep
A cigarette on the floor
Burning there for love
Burning there for love
I can still remember a couple of years ago
When the smoke and flame from our names
Was a burning house of love
A burning house of love
A burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
I can still remember a couple of years ago
When the smoke and flame from our names
Was a burning house of love
A burning house of love
A burning house of love
The rusty nail over our front door
Is where I hung our tears in the rain
I threw that horseshoe into the weeds
I seen what love can bring
I seen what love can bring
Now you're in your bed and I'm in mine
On either side of town
I think I might take a little ride
And burn your love house down
Like a burning house of love
A burning house of love
I can still remember a couple of years ago
When the smoke and flame from our names
Was a burning house of love
A burning house of love
A burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
Burning house of love
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