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Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's busy"
"Too busy to come to the phone" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's tryin'" "To start a new life of her own" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's happy" "So why don't you leave her alone?" And the operator says "40 cents more for the next 3 minutes" Ple-ease Mrs. Avery, I just gotta talk to her I'll only keep her a while Please Mrs. Avery, I just wanna tell 'er goodbye Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's packin'" "She's gonna be leavin' today" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's marryin' " "A fella down Galveston way" Sylvia's mother says "Please don't say nothin'" "To make her start cryin' and stay" Sylvia's mother says "Sylvia's hurryin' " "She's catchin' the nine o'clock train" Sylvia's mother says "Take your umbrella" "cause Sylvie, it's startin' to rain" And Sylvia's mother says "thank you for callin'" "And, sir, won't you call back again?" Tell her goodbye FADE Please Tell her goodbye |
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| 2:21 |
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(Shel Silverstein)
(Hey play the guitars) (I love to hear the guitars play) (Oh I love to sing, I love to sing) She was dancing when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina In a neighbourhood they call La Zona Roja (hahahaha) She had a child's smile, but she told me, in a while It would take a lot of gold to get to know her (Oh) Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go You said you'd always hold me But you run away with me Acapulco gold (Oh that's a terrible thing you did) I knew there's no-one cuter, then she said she was a puta I said "What does puta mean?" Hmm and so she told me... (Oh no) Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoked and drank tequila Then the lights went out and I guess that's where she rolled me (just like) Acapulco Goldie, por que did you go? You said you'd always hold me But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold Yes, you run away with me Acapulco gold (Oh Goldie) (How can you do these things to me?) (Where's my gun?) (Who took my gun?) (On no, I don't feel good) (I don't feel good babe) (Start the guitars) (Start the guitars) (c)1976 CBS Inc. |
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| 2:51 |
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(Shel Silverstein)
Penicillin Penny she's the queen of the sunset strip If she ever gives you any then you better see your doctor real quick From the back seat of Cadillac cars, to the floor of men's room bars She's Penicillin Penny and her future's written in the stars She's Penicillin Penny and ever since the day she came and came They say she's had so many, she gives 'em all numbers not names I always call her Hun' but she calls me 1001 And Penicillin Penny starts to boogie when the day is done She's Penicillin Penny and if you ever see her passin' through Better run into your house before she stops and lays a little on you If you ever let her in your door it takes 20 million units Or more to cure the love that Penicillin Penny's gonna lay on you (c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd. |
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| 2:52 |
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[ Hey Ray, hey Sugar, tell them who we are. ] well, were big rock singers, we got golden fingers and were loved everywhere we go [ that sounds like us ] we sing about beauty and we sing about truth at ten thousand dollars a show [ right ] we take all kind of pills, that give us all kind of thrills but the thrill we've never known, is the thrill that'll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rollin' Stone: Rollin' Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover wanna buy five copies for my mother [ Yeah! ] wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover the cover of the Rollin Stone [ That's a very very good idea ] I got a freaky old lady name a Cole King Katy who embroideries on my jeans I got my poor ol' grey haired daddy, drivin' my limousine now it's all designed to blow our minds but our minds won't really be blown like the blow that'll getcha when you get your picture on the cover of the Rollin' Stone[ Hey, I know how...ROCK AND ROLL! ] [ Awww, dats beautiful ] we got a lot of teenage blue eyed groopies who'll do anything we say we got a genuine Indyan guru, who's teachin' us a better way we got all the friends, that money can buy, so we'll never have to be alone and we keep gettin' richer but we can't get our picture on the cover of the cover of the Rollin' Stone Rollin' Stone, wanna see my picture on the cover wanna buy five copies for my mother [ I Want one! ] wanna see my smilin' face, on the cover the cover of the Rollin Stone on the cover of the Rollin' Stone wanna see my picture on the cover [ I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby ] gonna buy five copies for my mother [ were beautiful fellows ] wanna see my smiling face, [ I ain't kidding ya ] on the cover the cover of the Rollin Stone [ Ah, we would make a beautiful cover ] [ the first shot, right up front man, I can see it now...we would be on the front smilin' man, ahhhhh beautiful ] |
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| 3:06 |
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(Shel Silverstein)
Some men need some killer weed, some men need cocaine Some men need some cactus juice, to purify the brain Some men need two women, some need alcohol Everybody needs a little something, but Lord I need it all To get my rocks off, get my rocks off Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill I may do you one time, and I may do you more I may turn you into something, that you ain't ready for I might want your body, and I might want your bread I might want your momma to come visit me instead And get my rocks off, get my rocks off Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill Sometimes I dream of chicks, to bring me ever lasting joys Sometimes I dream of animals, sometimes I dream of boys Sometimes I kill the living, sometimes I raise the dead Sometimes I say just screw it all, and crawl back into bed And get my rocks off, get my rocks off Get my rocks off the mountain, and roll 'em on down the hill (c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd. |
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| 4:18 |
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We have short time to stay
Our night is slipping far away Caught up within bad memories Our growth seems certain to decay Now this feeling's so alive But, as you or anything, we die We die Let's stay here for a while Eyes so round and bright we gently smile Live for the moment, not the past Why do we always fall so fast? |
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| 4:43 |
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She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom
And her sceptre is a wine glass and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters, they flock around her, and they fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home She arrives in all her splendour every night at nine o'clock And her chariot is a cross-town bus that stops right down the block The ol' piano minstrel plays a song as she walks in And the queen of the Silver Dollar, she's home again She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine glass and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home Her royal gown is a satin dress, that's stained and slightly torn And her sparkling jewels are rhinestones, and her shoes are scuffed and worn From the many roads she's travelled and the wonderous sights she's seen And I watch her and I pray God save the queen She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine glass and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home The queen of the Silver Dollar is not as haughty as she seems She was once an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams But I found her and I won her, and I brought her to this world Yes I'm the man who made a queen of a simple country girl She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine glass and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom....... |
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| 3:01 |
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