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Vicious you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick But all I've got is a guitar pick huh, baby, you're so vicious When I watch you come baby, I just want to run far away You're not the kind of person around I want to stay When I see you walking down the street I step on your hands and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I want to meet Oh, baby, you're so vicious you're just so vicious Vicious hey, you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby you're so vicious Vicious hey, why don't you swallow razor blades You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade but baby, you're so vicious When I see you coming I just have to run You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun When I see you walking down the street I step on your hand and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet 'Cause you're so vicious baby, you're so vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious ... |
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| 2. |
| 5:59 |
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Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of Satellite's gone way up to Mars Soon it will be filled with parking cars I watch it for a little while I love to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of I've been told that you've been bold with Harry, Mark and John Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday to Thursday with Harry, Mark and John Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I love to watch things on TV Satellite of love satellite of love Satellite of love satellite of Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love Satellite of love ... |
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| 3. |
| 4:28 |
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Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way shaved her leg and then he was a she She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side Candy came from out on the island in the backroom she was everybody's darling But she never lost her head even when she was given head She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls go Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Little Joe never once gave it away everybody had to pay and pay A hustle here and a hustle there New York city is the place where they said Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side - 간 주 중- Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets lookin' for soul food and a place to eat Went to the Apollo you should have seen him go go go They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side all right, huh Jackie is just speeding away thought she was James Dean for a day Then I guess she had to crash valium would have helped that dash She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls say Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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I'm waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand Up to Lexington 125 feelin' sick and dirty Huh, I'm waiting for my man Hey white boy, what you doin' uptown Hey white boy, you chasin' my women around Pardon me sir, it's furthest from my mind I'm just waitin' for a dear-dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man, come on Here he comes, he's all dressed in black PR shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you and nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste then you gotta split because you got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Hey baby, don't you holler, don't you ball and shout I'm feeling good, I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, feeling so fine until tomorrow, but that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man man-man-man-man-man-man-man |
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| 5. |
| 10:41 |
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All your two-bit friends
they're shootin' you up with pills They said that it was good for you that it would cure your ills I don't care just where it's at I'm just like an alley cat And when you're filled up to here with hate don't you know you gotta get it straight Filled up to here with hate beat her black and blue and get it straight Do, do, do, do, do, do when you're lookin' through the eyes of hate All your two-bit friends they asked you for your autograph They put you on the stage they thought it'd be good for a laugh But I don't care just where it's at 'cause honey, I'm just like an alley cat And when you're filled up to here with hate don't you know you gotta get it straight Filled up to here with hate beat her black and blue and get it straight Uh-huh Oh, Jim how could you treat me this way Hey, hey, hey how could you treat me this way Oh, Jim how could you treat me this way Hey, hey how could you treat me this way You know you broke my heart ever since you went away Now you said that you love us but you only make love to one of us Oh, oh, oh, oh, Jim how could you treat me this way You know you broke my heart ever since you went away When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate oh, oh, oh, oh ... |
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| 7:08 |
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Staring at my picture book
she looks like Mary, Queen of Scots She seemed very regal to me just goes to show how wrong you can be I'm gonna stop wastin' my time Somebody else would have broken both of her arms Sad song, sad song Sad song, sad song My castle, kids and home I thought she was Mary, Queen of Scots I tried so very hard shows just how wrong you can be I'm gonna stop wasting time Somebody else would have broken both of her arms Sad song, sad song ... |
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