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| 2. |
| 4:09 | 
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Strolling along minding my own business
Well there goes a girl and a half She's got me going up and down She's got me going up and down Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Well I got the notion girl that you got some suntan lotion in that bottle of yours Spread it all over my peelin' skin baby That feels real good All this skirt lappin' up the sun Lap me up Why don't you come on and Lap me up Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Well there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes I'd better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit Cause you and me woman We got a lotta things on our minds (you know what I mean) Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Will you just take a look over there (where?) There Is she tryin' to get outta that clitares? Liberation for women That's what I preach Preacher man Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Oh shit! There goes the charabang Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer Well what a bummer I can think of a lot worse places to be Like down in the streets Or down in the sewer Or even on the end of a skewer |
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| 3. |
| 4:29 |
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Big girl in the red dress
She's just trying to impress us And she's got the barley fever But she doesn't make a sound She's just hanging around She's just hanging around Down the court road early With the Hustlers big and burly There's a million of 'em selling And the buyers can be found They're just hanging around They're just hanging around [CHORUS:] Christ he told his mother Christ he told her not to bother Cos he's alright in the city Cos he's high above the ground He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) One of 'em comes over Got a monkey on his shoulder And the monkey's getting grinner But his eyes are on the ground He's just hanging around He's just hanging around I'm moving to a coleheme With the leather all around me And the sweat is getting steamy But their eyes are on the ground They're just hanging around They're just hanging around [CHORUS 2x] He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around |
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| 4. |
| 3:31 |
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Whatever happened to Leon Trotsky ?
He got an ice pick That made his ears burn Whatever happened to dear old Lenny ? The great Elmyra, and Sancho Panza ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to all the heroes ? All the Shakespearoes ? They watched their Rome burn Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? No more heroes any more No more heroes any more Whatever happened to all the heroes ? All the Shakespearoes ? They watched their Rome burn Whatever happened to the heroes ? Whatever happened to the heroes ? No more heroes any more No more heroes any more |
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| 5. |
| 2:33 |
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Duch Of The Terrace Never Grew Up
I Hope She Never Will Broken Down TV Sits In The Corner Pictures Standing Still Standing Still Duch Of The Terrace Knows All Her Heritage Says She's Henry's Kid Knows All Her History In The Family Needs A Man God Forbid God Forbid And It Sounds Like An Empty House Standing Still And It's Quieter Than A Mouse Standing Still Duch Of The Terrace Never Grew Up I Hope She Never Will Says She's An Heiress Sits In Her Terrace Says She's Got Time To Kill Time To Kill And The Rodneys Are Queuing Up God Forbid And They All Want To Win The Cup God Forbid Duchess Duchess Duchess Duchess Duchess Duchess And The Rodneys Are Queuing Up God Forbid And The Rodneys Are Queuing Up God Forbid And The Rodneys Are Queuing Up God Forbid |
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| 6. |
| 6:24 |
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if you see me walking down the streets
and i start to cry each time we meet walk on by aahh walk on by make belive i can see the tears now let me grieve in private cause each time i see you i just want to cry walk on by walk on by walk on by i just can't get over loosing you and so if i seem so broken in pieces walk on by aah walk on by with foolish pride if i can't see the tears let me hide from the tears and the sadness when you said goodbye walk on by walk on by walk on by just go for a stroll in the trees walk on by aahh walk on by and make belive that i can't see the tears now let me grive in private cause each time i see you i break down and cry walk on by walk on by |
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| 7. |
| 3:43 |
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| 8. |
| 3:38 |
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Don't You Like The Way I Move When You See Me?
Don't You Like The Things That I Say? Don't You Like The Way I Seem To Enjoy It? When You Shout Things But I Don't Care Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now You're Too Blind To See It Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now Ain't Got Time To Wait I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change Don't You Like The Way I Dance? Does It Bug You? Don't You Like The Cut Of My Clothes? Don't You Like The Way I Seem To Enjoy It? Stick My Fingers Right Up Your Nose Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now You're Too Blind To See It Something's Happening And It's Happening Right Now Ain't Got Time To Wait I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change I Said Something Better Change |
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| 9. |
| 3:15 |
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We Came Across The West Sea
We Didn't Have Much Idea Of The Kind Of Climate Waiting We Used Our Hands For Guidance Like The Children Of A Preacher Like A Dry Tree Seeking Water Or A Daughter Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Does It Does It Every Time Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Does It Does It Every Time Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Does It Does It Every Time Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Does It Does It Every Time Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It An Angel Came From Outside Had No Halo Had No Father With A Coat Of Many Colours He Spoke Of Brothers Many Wine And Women Song A Plenty He Began To Write A Chapter In History Nice 'N' Sleazy Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Nice 'N' Sleazy Does It Does It Every Time |
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| 10. |
| 3:55 |
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I work hard, I'm saving my marks
Watch what I do when I swim with the sharks A new race and a new way to race Feel ashamed as I live a disgrace Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage They never told me what was the truth Just a young man losing his youth Sell cars, sell meat, selling anything Save up just to live like a king Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage Bear cage Bear cage Bear cage Bear cage You can keep your Brussels and Amsterdam Give me back my summer in Dresden, man But they still got peace police over there Drawing lines on a map just to show I'm there Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage Bear cage Bear cage Bear cage Bear cage G.M.B.H. x 14 Gee, (G.) I'm (M.) living (B.H.) in a bear cage x 14 to fade |
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| 11. |
| 3:18 |
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Came Down On A Monday
Somewhere In The Midlands Tasted Man Tasted Flea COuldn't Tell The Difference Asked Around On Tuesday Got Nothing From A Tree The Guide Had Said What Talks Is Red That's All There Is To See Who Wants The World Who Wants The World Who Wants The World Not Me Not Me Not Me Not Me (Tell Me To Rearrange Your Face Sometime I'd Really Like To Get To Know You Better) Looked Around On Wednesday Took In All The Sights The Promised Land They'd Left To Man Been Ruined Over Night Peering Through Thr Portholes Teardrops In Their Eyes The Ship They Took One Last Look At Thursday Setting Sunrise Who Wants The World Who Wants The World Who Wants The World Not Me Not Me Not Me Not Me Who Wants The World |
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| 12. |
| 3:32 |
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Golden brown, texture like sun
Lays me down, with my mind she runs Throughout the night No need to fight Never a frown, with golden brown Every time just like the last On her ship tied to the mast To distant lands Takes both my hands Never a frown with golden brown Golden brown, finer temptress Through the ages she's heading west From far away Stays for a day Never a frown with golden brown (instrumental) Never a frown (Never a frown) With golden brown (With golden brown) Never a frown (Never a frown) With golden brown (With golden brown) Never a frown (Never a frown) With golden brown (With golden brown) Never a frown (Never a frown) With golden brown (With golden brown |
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| 13. |
| 2:47 |
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One day you see a strange little girl look at you
One day you see a strange little girl feeling blue She'd run to the town one day Leaving home and the country fair Just beware When you're there Strange little girl She didn't know how to live in a town that was rough It didn't take long before she knew she had enough Walking home in her wrapped up world She survived but she's feeling old And she found all things cold Strange little girl Where are you going? Strange little girl Where are you going? Do you know where you could be going? Walking home in her wrapped up world She survived but she's feeling old Cause she found all things cold Strange little girl Where are you going? Do you know where you could be going? |
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| 14. |
| 6:11 |
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Ton vehicule n'a pas l'air d'avoir de passager
Peux-tu: Veux tu me recevoir Sans trop te deranger? Mes bottes ne feront pas trop d'echos dans ton couloir Pas de bruit avec mes adieux Pas pour nous les moments perdus En attendant un uncertain au-revoir Parce que-j'ai la folie, oui c'est la folie Il etait une fois un etudiant Qui voulait fort, comme en literature Sa copine, elle etait si douce Qu'il pouvait presque, en la management Rejeter tous les vices Repousser tou les mals Detruire toutes beautes Qui par ailleurs, n'avait jamais ete ses complices Parces qu'il avait la folie, oui, c'est la folie Et si parfois l'on fait des confessions A qui les raconter - meme le bon dieu nous a laisse tomber Un autre endroit, une autre vie Eh oui, c'est une autre histoire Mais a qui tou raconter? Chez les ombres de la nuit? Au petit matin, au petit gris Combien de crimes ont ete commis Contre les mensonges et soi disant les lois du coeur Combien sont la a cause de la folie Parce qu'il ont la folie |
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