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Get high, everybody, get high.
Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Get high, everybody, get high. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. All you kids from Texas, you grow so big and tall. All of them kids from Texas they grow so big and tall. All of them like to roam in that T-Bird hall. Get hi-hi-high. Really makes you feel so fine, really goes down so smooth, really puts you in the groove. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. Juice, juice, juice really makes you loose loose, loose, really goes down so smooth, really puts you in the groove. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. Get hi-hi-high, way up in the sky. Gonna get, yes sirree, if ya come and rock with me. Have you heard? What's the word? It's Thunderbird. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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| 9:51 |
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| 2:42 |
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Well, I knocked down on your door, baby,
to see if you were at home. Your shade was down, there wasn't even a sound but something told me you weren't alone. What in the world can a nasty dog do but try to get next to you? Don't laugh 'cause it ain't funny. Look how it happened to me. It could happen to you, you could be a fool too and it'd leave you in misery. I guess there's nothin' more funky king can do but to try to get next to you. Mm, well. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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| 4:43 |
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I done ran into my baby
n fin'lly found my old blue jean I done ran into my baby n fin'lly found my old blue jean Well, I could tell that they was mine from the oil n the gasoline If I ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be If i ever get back my blue jean, Lord, how happy could one man be 'Cause if I get back ghose blue jean u know, by baby be bringin' 'em home to me |
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| 2:37 |
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Deep in the South of Texas
not so long ago, there on a crowded island in the Gulf of Mexico it didn't take too much money, man, but it sure was nice. You could dance all night if you felt all right, drinking whiskey and throwing dice. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese. Yeah, I remember Ruby, she always dressed in red wearing skintight pants, Lord, and how she could dance with a rag wrapped around her head. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese. And everybody knows it was hard to leave. And everybody knows it was down at the Balinese, it was down at the Balinese, it was down at the Balinese. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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If you're down in Acuna and you ain't up to being alone
don't spend all your money on just any honey that's grown. Go find the Mexican blackbird and send all your troubles back home. They all call her her "puta" 'cause no one really knows her name. She works the cantina, dancin' and a-lovin's her trade. Her mama was Mez'can and her daddy was the ace of spades. Oh, let's drive that old Chrysler down to Mexico, boy. Said, keep your hands on the wheel there. Oh, it sure is fine, ain't it? Now, ya got it! Hand me another one of them brews from back there. Oh, this is gonna be so good. Mm, she's hot as a pepper but smooth as a Mexican brew. So head for the border and put in an order or two. The wings of the blackbird will spread like an eagle for you. Oh, one more time, can you roll me another Bull Durham, please? Can't you do it with one hand, boy? - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard |
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| 2:25 |
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Do you remember
back in nineteen sixty-six? Country Jesus, hillbilly blues, that's where I learned my licks. Oh, from coast to coast and line to line in every county there, I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw X is cuttin' through the air. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. We can all thank Doctor B who stepped across the line. With lots of watts he took control, the first one of its kind. So listen to your radio most each and every night 'cause if you don't I'm sure you won't get to feeling right. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. |
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| 2:17 |
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I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way 'round. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. I been bad; I been good, Dallas, Texas, Hollywood. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. Take me back, way back home, not by myself, not alone. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. |
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| 2:36 |
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Do you remember
back in nineteen sixty-six? Country Jesus, hillbilly blues, that's where I learned my licks. Oh, from coast to coast and line to line in every county there, I'm talkin' 'bout that outlaw X is cuttin' through the air. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. We can all thank Doctor B who stepped across the line. With lots of watts he took control, the first one of its kind. So listen to your radio most each and every night 'cause if you don't I'm sure you won't get to feeling right. Anywhere, y'all, everywhere, y'all, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it on the X. |
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Goin' to a party in the county jail,
Prison band was there and they began to wail. Kid is shakin' and began to sing; You should've heard them knocked out jailbirds sing. Let's rock! Everybody, let's rock! Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Spider Murphy sittin' on a block of stone; Little Joey blowin' on a slide trombone. Come on, Silly Willy, don't you be no square. If you cannot find a partner, use a wooden chair. Let's rock! Everybody, let's rock! Everybody in the whole cell block Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock. Shifty Henry said to Bugs, |
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| 12. |
| 3:43 |
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I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way 'round. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. I been bad; I been good, Dallas, Texas, Hollywood. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. Take me back, way back home, not by myself, not alone. I ain't askin' for much. I said, Lord, take me downtown, I'm just lookin' for some tush. |
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Subject : Zz top - Tush
