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| 1. |
| 2:35 | 
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(J.J. Cale)
Hong Kong, Tokyo and Singapore New York, Boston and Baltimore They'll take you right down where you don't want to go If you talk too fast and you walk too slow Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid I tried to live by the golden rule Do unto others and they'll do unto you Every time I get turned on I end up singing the same song Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid I was crossing the desert on a sunny day I met two women that passed my way They took me to a tent and they locked the door And all they Ever said was "More, more" Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid And I'm standing right here with my usual slack Police got me for talking back "You're out on the street, you'd better watch your step If you talk too loud, now button your lip" Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Sitting in a bar in West Berlin Sipping on a glass that's low again Talking to a woman I thought I knew The lights went out and I did too Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid |
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| 2. |
| 3:01 |
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(J.J. Cale)
I've got a fine-looking woman, she's fine and brown She likes to boogie in the kitchen, likes to boogie 'round town Hold on baby, hold on baby Hold on baby, you're moving too fast for me Talking about that woman, she's up early in the morning Making love with me before the break of dawn Hold on baby, hold on baby Hold on baby, you're moving too fast for me Every night about twelve o'clock She starts making love to me till I think I'm gonna drop Hold on baby, hold on baby Hold on baby, you're moving too fast for me She's a fine-looking woman, she's fine, no doubt Everything I need but she's wearing me out Hold on baby, hold on baby Hold on baby, you're moving too fast for me Don't get me wrong, I'm a-tellin' you right Since I met her I get no sleep at night Hold on baby, hold on baby Hold on baby, you're moving too fast for me |
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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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No time for making my moves, no time
No time for hitting my groove, no time Summer comes and summer gone When I sing the very same song Set apart of all the scene How we long for all our dreams No time for making no moves, no time No time for hitting no grooves, no time The clock it turns at a rapid pace Takes us to another place The train it goes from here to there Just left me standing here No time for making my moves, no time No time for hitting my grooves, no time I had the blues this morning I cried all day I guess you lose the blues in the morning If you cry 'em away No time for making my moves, oh no time No time for hitting my grooves, no, no time |
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| 4. |
| 2:40 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Lady Luck, please just listen to me Mistress of fantasy Send a dream my way Can you come and make my day Lady Luck, elusive as you are You're just a fleeding star You never hit the sky With you I seem to fly Lady Luck, hold on to my hand I'm standing on shifting sand I'm a dreamer don't you know Lady Luck, just don't let go Lady Luck, hard as it may seem When you pass out all your dreams Could you keep me in your mind I'd like to see you one more time |
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| 5. |
| 3:33 |
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( J.J. Cale)
Sometime in the morning, before the break of day I lose my direction, I can't find my way I can't find nobody to tell my troubles to I get so sad and lonesome Guess I'll tell 'em all to you Got me at a disadvantage, you had me outta here I just want loving, the way don't seem clear Got me at a disadvantage, that's the way I feel Love is forever Love is for real Some kind of fascination, that's the reason why First time I seen you, you were so shy Got me at a disadvantage, that's the way I feel Love is forever Love is for real |
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| 3:19 |
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Lean on me, baby
Lean on me, for a while Lean on me, baby Lean on me, baby child Won't bring you down, baby Won't bring you down, no sirree Won't bring you down, baby Won't bring you down, just lean on me Come on, baby Come on, for a while Come on, baby Lean on me, baby child |
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| 7. |
| 3:07 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Trains don't run forever Fire goes out sometime Gotta tell you, baby We've come to the end of the line Pages of yesterday Fill this book of mine Gotta tell you, baby It is the end of the line I can't remember those good old days They are from a different time I gotta tell you, baby We've come to the end of the line |
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| 8. |
| 2:31 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Have you ever been down to New Orleans Lord, lord, them crazy queens Crying the blues is what they do down there Fortune teller, he knows your name Fortune teller, he'll tell you your game Crying the blues, that's what they do down there Money dripping from a willow tree He never want me Lazy bones, I ain't got a dime Just biding my time If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're crying the blues Drinking bourbon from a dixie cup Hanging out till the sun comes up Crying the blues is what they do down there French women, all I need Up and down old Bourbon Street Crying the blues is what they do down there If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're singing the blues |
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| 9. |
| 3:53 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Just below San Diego Tijuana, land of broken dreams Senoritas dancing in the moonlight Flashing Spanish dark eyes to everyone, it seems They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border Just tell them I'm your daughter un poco loco Down the backstreets, through the alleys All the young men stand with pride They guard the palace to the kingdom Called Tijuana, the entrance they disguise They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border We'll work for just a quarter On the other side" |
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| 10. |
| 2:18 |
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(J.J. Cale)
It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis It's that kind of thing babe, shuffle or die Going through these changes, like Mr. Right It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis It's that kind of thing babe, pay your dues It's that kind of thing babe, win or lose Going through these changes, like Mr. Right It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis |
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| 3:26 | 
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| 12. |
| 2:25 |
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I detect a side-effect of a complicated life
The edge is on, sharp as a knife Underground tremor, stop it with a dime Hey girl, call me if you change your mind Contemplation, meditation, all that jive Taking out the medicine just before sunrise Underground tremor, stop it with a dime Hey girl, call me if you change your mind I just want to love you and that's a fact I just want to tell you when we get back You're just the kind of woman do a man all night You're just the kind of woman that's a dynamite Underground tremor, stop it with a dime Hey girl, call me if you change your mind |
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| 13. |
| 3:24 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger She rolls it 'round her tongue like a natural thing She makes me feel like I'm a natural king Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger She got lips around me, painted red She close her eyes when she rolls her head Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger |
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| 14. |
| 3:07 |
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(J.J. Cale)
I hear a whistle, I hear a moan Must be my baby coming home She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song She is a dancer, a river queen She'll teach them gamblers most anything She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song |
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