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| 1. |
| 4:23 | 
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Hey, what am I doing standing
here on the corner of West 8th Street and 6th Avenue and... Ah, skip it. Nothing. Keith! Watcha, watcha doing? (whistle) Oh, I think the time has come to get out, get out Get up, get out, get into something new Get up, get out, into something new Ooh! And it's got me moving (Got me moving honey!) Ooh! And it's got me moving Ooh! And it's got me moving Ooh! And it's got me moving My my my, my my my, my my my, my my my, my Poor man eyes a rich man Denigrates his property A rich man eyes a poor man And envies his simplicity. Get up, get up, into something new Get up, get out, down into something new Ooh! and it's got me moving Ooh! and it's got me moving Ooh! and it's got me moving Ooh! and it's got me moving Ooh! and it's got me moving Yeah, get up, get up, get out Into something new Yeah, all, woncha all, woncha all, woncha all Don't stand accused.... |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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Just a few days and you'll be back
in your school I'll be sitting around by the swimming pool You'll be studying history and you'll be down the gym And I'll be down the pub, probably playing pool and drinking It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through Just a few days and you'll be back in your class Sucking up the teacher and trying to get an 'a' pass Trying to hide your make-up and you're trying to flash your legs Yeh, no sympathy from your spotty friends It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through I can't help myself, help it if I'm older than you I can't help myself, help it if I'm older than you Over, over, summer romance I need money so much, I need money so bad And I can't be your mum, don't want to be your dad I'm a serious man, I got serious lusts Gonna have to do away with this greasy kid stuff It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through I can't help myself, I can't help it if I'm older than you It's over, over, summer romance It's just a summer romance, a summer romance, and it's through It's over, over, summer romance It's over now, it's a summer romance and it's through |
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| 3. |
| 3:43 |
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Oh, I think I had enough of your religion
It's tough, it's a state of mind I don't need it! Sending a letter To my mother I need some loving Send it to me I lost my lover Unfaithful lover I need some money Send it to me I need consoling Your boy's feeling lonely Describe her for me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me If she can't travel I can take the mule train I can take the aeroplane Send it to me Yeah, and I'm begging you Begging you, down on my knees Baby please, please please You, you, got to send it, send it, send it Send it to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Yeah, I'm sending in a letter To my sister In Australia Sister Marie Ain't got no lover No sense of cover I need some loving Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me Send it to me She won't have to watch her step Seh won't have to relocate I guarantee her personal security She don't have to be five foot ten Or blond or brunette She don't have to be no social hostess Send her She might work in a factory Right next door to me In my fantasy Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me She could be Rumanian Could be Bubarian Could be Albanian Might be Hungarian Could be Australian Could be the Alien Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me Send her to me |
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| 4. |
| 3:51 |
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You're gonna get it straight from the shoulder
Can't you see the party's over Let me go Can't you get it through your thick head This affair is finished - dead Hey, let me go I tried giving you the velvet gloves I tried giving you the knockout punch Hey, let me go Let me go Let me go Let me go Let me go I find it hard to be cruel I find it hard to be cruel With a smile, don't you? You'll never find that perfect love That you read about That you dream about Maybe I'll become a playboy Hang around in gay bars And move to the west side of town You're gonna get it straight from the shoulder Can't you see the party's over Hey, let me go Let me go So you think I'm giving you the brush off Well I'm just telling you to shove off Hey, let me go This ain't no time to waste my breath We're going into sudden death Hey, let me go Can't you get it through your thick head This affair is dead as a doornail Hey, baby won't you let me go The bell has rung, and I've called time The chair is on the table, out the door baby Baby won't you let me go Let me go... |
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| 5. |
| 4:23 |
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Little Indian girl,
where is your mama? Little Indian girl, where is your papa? He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya All the children were dead, except for the girl who said "Please Mister Gringo, please find my father" Lesson number one that you learn while you're young Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada Yes, I saw them today. It's a sight I would say They're shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter Ma says there's no food, there's nothing left in the larder Last piece of meat was eaten b y the soldiers that raped her All the children were dead, except for the girl who said "Please Mister Gringo, please find my father" Lesson number one that you learn while you're young Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder Life just goes on and on getting harder and harder Little Indian girl, from Nueva, Granada Yes, I saw them today. It's a sight I would say They're shooting down planes with their M-16 and with laughter Mr. Gringo, my father he ain't no Che Guevara And he's fighting the war on the streets of Masaya Little Indian girl where is your father? Little Indian girl where is your momma? They're fighting for Mr. Castro in the streets of Angola |
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| 6. |
| 3:29 |
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Hey girls, you better listen to me
I'm getting starved for your company All day Monday, and all day Tuesday I played football, there's nothing on the telly Now ever since I was just 13 years old Well, I always felt shy but I acted so bold I never had the money and I never had the class But I always seemed to get myself a Saturday night piece of ass! Where the boys go, Saturday night Where the boys all go, hold me tight Where the boys all go, Saturday night Where the boys all go Saturday morning you can see me at the pub and I'm pissing away me money and I can't stand up Cab fare, pop? You look silly in the road Get in everybody, where the boys all go! Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeee--eeeeeeee Hey! Never keep a secret from yuuuuuuuuuwwwwwww Hey! Never keep a secret from meeeeee-eeeeeee Where the boys go, Saturday night Where the boys go, hold me tight Where the boys go, stand around and grope Where the boys go, showing off their clothes Where the boys go, down the disco! Hey girls, what you doin' tonight? Now do you want to dance, or do you want to bite? Look here, darlin, I know the score Paint your face, dye your hair, I'll see you round the back! Where the boys go, Saturday night Where the boys go, hold me tight Where the boys go, Saturday night Where the boys go, for a giggle and a lawff Where the boys go, and a little piece of ass Where the boys go, for a little piece of this Where the boys go, for a little piece of that Where the boys go, for a little piece of stick! Where the boys go, for a little piece of cunt! |
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| 7. |
| 3:58 |
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Will all your money
Buy you forgiveness Keep you from sickness Or keep you from cold? Will all your money Keep you from madness Keep you from sadness When you're down in the hole? 'Cause you'll be down in the gutter You'll be bummin' for cigarettes Bummin' for nylons In the American Zone You'll be down in the hole Yeah, down in the hole No escape from trouble Nowhere to go Down in the gutter Beggin' for cigarettes Beggin' forgiveness All that you know Down in the hole After diggin' the trenches Looking for cover and findin' out there ain't nowhere nowhere to go Nowhere nowhere nowhere to go None of your money Will buy you forgiveness None of your jewelry None of your gold Your black market cigarettes Your American nightclubs Ah, they've got nowhere left Something for nothing All of your friends gone Something for nothing That's all that you know There's something down in the hole Down down down in the hole There's something down down down down in the hole |
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| 8. |
| 5:39 |
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Is there nothing I can say
Nothing I can do To change your mind I'm so in love with you You're too deep in You can't get out You're just a poor girl in a rich man's house Yeah, baby, I'm crying over you Don't you know promises were never made to keep? Just like the night, dissolve in sleep I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue Yeah, the other night, crying Crying baby, yeah I'm crying Yeah I'm like a child baby I'm like a child baby Child yeah, I'm like a child, like a child Like a child You think you're one of a special breed You think that you're his pet Pekinese I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue I was dreaming last night Last night I was dreaming How you'd be mine, but I was crying Like a child, yeah, I was crying Crying like a child You will be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, all mine You could be mine, could be mine Be mine, all mine I come to you, so silent in the night So stealthy, so animal quiet I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue Yeah, you should be mine, mine, whew Yes, you could be mine Tonight and every night I will be your knight in shining armour Coming to your emotional rescue You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine I will be your knight in shining armour Riding across the desert with a fine Arab charger |
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| 9. |
| 4:14 |
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I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her and she's so cold I'm so hot for her, I'm on fire for her I'm so hot for her and she's so cold I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her I'm so hot for her and she's so cold Yeah, I tried re-wiring her, tried re-firing her I think her engine is permanently stalled She's so cold she's so cold She's so cold cold cold Like a tombstone She's so cold, she's so cold she's so cold cold cold like an ice cream cone She's so cold she's so cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze Yeah, I'm so hot for hot for her, I'm so hot for her I'm so hot for her and even so Put your hand on the heat, put your hand on the heat Aw C'mon baby, let's go She's so cold, she's so cold, cold, she's so c-c-c-old But she's beautiful, though Yeah, she's so cold She's so cold, she's so cold She was born in an arctic zone She's so cold she's so cold, cold, cold I dare not touch her my hand just froze She's so cold, she's so goddamn cold she's so Cold cold cold she's so cold Who would believe you were a beauty indeed When the days get shorter and the nights get long Lie awake when the rain comes Nobody will know, when you're old When you're old, nobody will know that you was a beauty, a sweet sweet beauty A sweet sweet beauty, but stone stone cold You're so cold, you're so cold, cold, cold You're so cold, you're so cold I'm so hot for you, i'm so hot for you I'm so hot for you and you're so cold I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fire I'm the bleeding volcano |
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| 10. |
| 4:18 |
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Well if you call this a life
Why must I spend it with you? If the show must go on Let it go on without you So sick and tired hanging around with jerks like you Who'll tell me those lies And let me think they're true? What am I to do You want it, I got it too Though the lies might be true That's just cause the joke's about you I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you You're the first to get blamed, always the last bitch to get paid Oh, tell me those lies Let me think they're true I heard one or two They weren't about me, they weren't about her They were all about you I may miss you But missing me just isn't you I'm so sick and tired hanging around with dogs like you Tell me those lies Let me think they're true I heard one or two, and they weren't about me, they weren't abouther They're all about you I'm so sick and tired What should I do You want it, you get it... So how come I'm still in love with you? |
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