ZZ Top Album

Mescalero es lo que quiero
Combinacion peligroso
Y es nada especial
Este cosa es bueno, I know, I know so
mescalero, turn your head like a red sombrero
mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, que es esto
No se, mi companero
Mescalero, que es esto
Pero este es lo que quiero
Mescalero, lights me up like a flaming arrow
Mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, El Camino Ford Ranchero
Mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, mescalero
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it...

Something crossed my mind again and you were in my eyes
It was somewhere I've already been
Tellin all those lies
But I've been there and you've been there and there ain't no mistake
We could take it anyway
But there one thing you can say
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
I dont wanna stay
There's just two ways to play and I wanna play it right this time

There's always the easy numbers there's those hard ways too
there's those cheaters numbers
Its either one of two
But fortune tellin's mesmerizin' and the game of chance
Rollin' dice ain't sympathizin when you play romance
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
I don't wanna stay
There's just two ways to play

LyricsI can't control the numbers can't control your sexy ways
I can't control my inner thunder it makes me wander round for days

Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play, I'm gonna play it right this time,
There's two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play

And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play

Crawlin' 'cross the floor at the Holiday Inn motel
saw that girl that my swamp bone knew so well
She crawled out of Texas flipped off to Baton Rouge
She got that Gulf Coast sun tan that give a poor boy the blues

Alley-gator
With those hypnotic big green eyes
Alley-gator
She'll make you 'fraid 'em
She'll chew you up, ain't no lie
Yeah yeah yeah

Crawlin' through the weeds with a Louisiana mean-toothed grin
You tell her that you love her, then you better tell her once again
She might scratch your back, rub you with her rack
You better watch out or stand back

Alley-gator
With those hypnotic big green eyes
Alley-gator
She'll make you 'fraid 'em
She'll chew you up, ain't no lie
Listen hear

Alley-gator
With those hypnotic big green eyes
Alley Gator
She'll make you 'fraid 'em
She'll chew you up, ain't no lie

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Alley-gator

Crocodile

Crocodile

Alley-gator

Two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart
A hand in the pocket and a hand in her shorts
Shoot me the two and don't be slow
You've only got one good way to go
Get naked, buck naked,
Buck naked, it's the only way to go

Twenty-six chicks all tied in a knot
Ain't all good but it's what we got
So get naked, buck naked
Let me see you naked, it's the only way to go
(let get some sun)(Come on now)
Buck, buck
Feelin' so fine and things are lookin' better
Baby said maybe, I said I'd let her
get naked, buck naked
Let's get naked, it's the only way to go
Get naked,
Everybody get naked,
Buck naked, it's the onliest way to go
Get naked, get naked,
Get buck naked

Just when I had the money to spend
And I was always thinkin' it would never end
Then the time came, to the end of the game
Don't you know?

And just when the sky got shiny and bright
There never seemed to be an end of the light
But then the clouds came, it started to rain
Don't you know?

Just when it was goin'
Just when it was goin' so good
Just when it...
Just when it was goin' so good

Just when the highway straightend out for a mile
An' I was thinkin' I just cruise for a while
A fork in the road brought a new episode
Don't you know?

Just when it,
LyricsJust when it was goin' so good
Just when it was goin'
Just when it was goin' so good

But baby don't you worry
I said baby don't you cry
We're gonna get it together
And I know you're askin' why

Just when it,
Just when it was goin' so good
Just when it was goin'
Just when it was goin' so good

Stop!

I coulda been a brain surgeon
I coulda been a pharmacist
I gave a shot at radio revivalist
And with the boss man I never been missed

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid
What is my IQ
What is my intelligent quotient?

I coulda been the Golden Gate Bridge
Or Einstein's nemesis
I coulda been the derby jockey
But it's all come down to this

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid
LyricsWhat is my IQ
What is my intelligent quotient?

I coulda been Las Vegas
I coulda built a drop top Rolls Royce
Coulda been the president of the world
Coulda had Ali on the ropes
Coulda had Miss August - again
Coulda had Miss May - again
Coulda had Miss September - again
But I waited till December
Man oh man

Me so stupid
Me so stupid
Me so stupid
What is my IQ?
What is my intelligent quotient?

That's so wrong

Piece
I want a little piece
I want a little piece of your love
I've been here and I've been there
Seems like I've been everywhere
Lookin around, lookin for a release
I'm just lookin around
For a piece
I want a little piece
I want a little piece of your love
So tell me, tell me, whatcha gonna do
I just wanna make love to you
For a piece,
I want a little piece
I want a little piece of your love
aha a little piece
Piece
I want a little piece
I want a little piece of your love
Bring it here, tell me tell me now
Piece
I want a little piece
I want a little piece of your love
Bring it here now
If I wouldn't lie I wouldn't be talkin
A little [?] now

So you stayed in my house for about a year
Ate my food and you drank my beer
You took my money kept askin for more
Then you disappeared didn't close the door, babe

What's up what's up
What's up what's up
It's your punk ass boyrfiend

You came around so I bought you a brand new car
I said I love you, didn't get very far
Then another round of gimme that, gimme this
Then boom you were gone I got the total dis

What's up what's up so wrong
What's up what's up so wrong
It's your punk ass boyfriend
It's your punk ass boyfriend

One two
It's your punk ass boyfriend
Cloudin up the issue
Punk ass boyfriend
I just wanna kiss you
It's your punk ass boyfriend
Cloudin' up the issue
It's that punk boy friend
I just wanna kiss you
It's your punk ass boyfriend
It's your punk ass boyfriend

(Hip hop slang for making money)
Ice & butter = diamonds & gold?
Butter=perfect??

Stackin paper
Cheers n wavers
Gimme another million dollars, another million
Stackin paper
My money maker
I'm ready and I'm willin
To stack paper
Ice and butter brother
Coz sister got to have it too, hey hey hey now

I am wheelin' in Reno
Deal in Monte Carlo
I can let it everywhere
Loaded and truckin if I should just f--- it
If I smell it green then I don't care
Ice & butter brother
Coz sister got to have it too, hey hey hey now
Lyrics
Stackin paper baby!
Stackin paper
Cheers n wavies
Gimme another million
Stackin paper
My money maker
I'm ready and I'm willin
To stack paper yea
Ice & butter brother
Coz sister got to have it too, hey hey hey now
hey hey hey now?
hey hey hey now?

What would you do
If you was to love me
What would you do
If I loved you too
I' know that I'd
Fall like a sinner
I'd rather fall in sin
than fall in Blues

What would you do
If you was to f-- me
What would you do
If I f-- you too
I know that I'd
Fall like a sinner
I'd rather fall in sin
Than fall in Blues

Sometimes someone gets down and out
Sometimes someone get love divine

LyricsWhat would I do
If you was to f-- me
What would you do
If I f-- you too
I know that I'd
F-- like a sinner
I know that I'd
F-- you till you're blue
I know that I'd
F-- you till you're blue

Draggin a Mustang 69
Top dropped back and lookin fine
Workin a brew backin up with scotch
Lookin like Sir Lancelot
What it is brother
What it is kid
Rock it like a mother
What it is

Lookin suave I need to shave
But I ain't ready to behave
And it ain't bad on the other hand
Detroit rocks like the Rio Grande
What it is brother
What it is kid
Rock it like a mother
What it is

What it is
What it is
What it is
What it is
What it is, what it is

Y nosotros los pobres borrachos [And we the poor drunks]
Nadie nos quiere coger [No one wants to have sex with us]
Nuestro corazon no es tan malo [Our heart isn't so bad]
Pero no tenemos mujer [But we don't have a woman]
Que lastima, que lastima, que lastima [What a pity...]
Que lastima, que lastima, que lastima

Nosotros tenemos cervezas [We have beers]
Tambien tenemos tiempo [We also have time]
Importante tener pocos pesos [It's important to have a few pesos]
Pero mi suerte es mala siempre [But my luck is always bad]
Que lastima, que lastima, que lastima [What a pity...]
Que lastima, que lastima, que lastima

Que lastima, que lastima, que lastima
Que lastima, que lastima, que lastime
(repeat 1st verse)

Si senor!

Tramp
You can call me that.
I don't wear continental clothes;
Stetson hats, sometimes

But I'm a lover, hah
Mama was - Papa too.
And I'm their only child.
Lovin' is all I know how to do

Call me country
Right from the woods
I'll answer when you call me
'cause baby I mean if
That makes you feel good

But I'm a lover
Mama were - Papa too.
And I'm their only child.
Lovin' is all I know how to do

LyricsHa, Now, whatever you call me
Ha ha, I'll even go for that
'cause i keep a big fat bankroll in my pocket baby
And I'm personal friends with the dealer who owns the dealership of all the
Cadillacs, ha ha

But I'm a lover
Mama were - Papa too.
And I'm their onliest child.
Lovin's all I know how to do

Crunchy, crunchy
Crunchy, crunchy
I don't know what that mean
Crunchy
I don't know what that mean
Crunchy

Vimmegin
whats that
come out to dinner
Vimmegit
*!%@&!*(%&!*
come out to dinner

Yeah, I've got some (stuff) comin in
(Yeah) I will get some in tomorrow
Uh.. tomorrow or the day after
Ah-ah
Want me to eat(get?) something crunch? *@%&!*(
Gimme, gimme
Yeah
Why you eating this kind of food?
Crunchy, crunchy
Why you eat crunchy[something] like that?
Crunchy, crunchy
Ah-ah
Only coffee?

Get your brakes and get your beats
Keep something in your pocket knock you off your feet
Rollin tight rollin slow roll it right
I know you wanna go
Get dusted
Dusted

Get your baby and grab your freak
Get your boots, you gotta hit the street
Take insurance in the shade of green
Take a back street where you won't been seen
And get dusted
With a dustball
Dusted

Get a big mother fucker on the line
Take a sweet sip like a fine wine
Roll it tight roll it slow roll it right
I know you're gonna wanna go
Get dusted
Get dusted
Get dusted
Get dusted

(Gangsta lean=slang for the way gang bangers sit while driving or
the place dead homeys go to)
My baby did a lowdown dirty thing
My baby turned my mind to mush
She took my liquor, left me the can to crush

My baby did a lowdown dirty thing
She had the gangsta lean, look a little flush [?]
She took my liquor, left me the can to crush

My baby did a lowdown dirty thing
My baby turned my mind to mush
She took my liquor, left me the can to crush

My baby did a lowdown dirty thing
My baby, workin' gangsta lean, lookin flush
Then she [Bitch] took my liquor and left me the motha-- can to crush

Aluminium!