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Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh
Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh (Thunder) (Thunder) (Thunder) (Thunder) I was caught In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) Looked around And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder) My mind raced And I thought, "What can I do?" (Thunder) And I knew There was no help, no help from you (Thunder) Sound of the drums Beatin' in my heart The thunder of guns Tore me apart You've been thunderstruck Went down the highway Broke the limit, we hit the town Went through to Texas, yeah, Texas And we had some fun We met some girls Some dancers who gave a good time Broke all the rules, played all the fools Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds And I was shakin' at the knees Could I come again please? Yeah, the ladies were too kind You've been thunderstruck Thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck Ooh, thunderstruck Yeah Now we're shaking at the knees Could I come again please? Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh Thunderstruck Thunderstruck Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck Thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah Said yeah, it's alright We're doing fine Yeah, it's alright We're doing fine, so fine Thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah Thunderstruck, thunderstruck Thunderstruck Whoa baby baby, thunderstruck You've been thunderstruck (Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh) Thunderstruck (Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh) Thunderstruck (Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh) Thunderstruck (Ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh-ahhhh) You've been thunderstruck |
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| 2. |
| 2:54 |
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Wild beast, I'll make you mine
Taste your kiss, sweet lips devine She got moves, drips of sweat She got eyes of blue, body curves 'n Legs that'll break your nerves CHORUS: Fire - when she's going down Fire - then she make you drown Fire - then she blow you round Yeah, You want some fun Fire your guns Fire your guns Fire your guns Fire your guns That lady bites, hard style Drips of sex, eyes are wild She got moves, long long legs She got eyes of blue, body curves Legs that'll shake the earth CHORUS Yeah, you want some fun You gotta fire your guns fire your guns you gotta fire your guns fire your guns (yeah, yeow!) Yeah CHORUS yeah, you want some fun Gotta fire your guns Fire your guns (x9 |
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| 3. |
| 3:46 |
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Tailored suits, chauffeured cars
Fine hotels and big cigars Up for grabs, all for a price Where the red hot girls keep on dancin' through the night The claim is on you The sights are on me So what do you do? That's guaranteed Hey little girl, you want it all The furs, the diamonds, the painting on the wall Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the money talk Come on, come on, love me for the money Come on, come on, listen to the money talk A French maid, foreign chef A big house with king size bed You had enough, you ship 'em out The dollar's up, down, you better buy the pound The claim is on you The sights are on me So what do you do? That's guaranteed Hey little girl, you break the laws You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks) Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come, come on, listen to the money talk Money talks, yeah, yeah Money talks, B.S. walks Money talks, come on, come on Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks) Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come on, come on, listen to the money talk Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks) Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks) Come on, come on, listen to the money talk Money talks |
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| 4. |
| 4:23 |
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There's fighting on the left
And marching on the right Don't look up in the sky You're gonna die of fright Here comes the razors edge You're living on the edge Don't know wrong from right They're breathing down your neck You're running out of lives And here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge The razors edge Razors edge, to raise the dead Razors edge, to cut to shreds To raise the dead Here comes the razors edge Here comes the razors edge Well here it comes to cut to shreds The razors edge The razors edge (It's the razor's edge) Gotta razors edge (Well, the razor's edge) You'll be cut to shreds (that you'll be cut to shreds) by the razors edge (gotta razor's edge) Gotta razors edge (by the razor's edge) |
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| 5. |
| 4:00 |
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Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day I just can't wait till Christmas time When I can grope you in the hay Easy come, easy go Have a good time with lots of dough Slippin' up high, slippin' down low Love'm and leave'm on with the show Listen, I like meaphoe in midd one glass (or "female form in minimal dress") Money to spend with a capital "S" Get a date with the woman in red Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed He got it, I want it They got it, I can't have it But I want it, it don't matter She got it, but I can't get it I want a mistress for Christmas Easy come, easy go Slippin' high, slippin' low He got it, I want it They got it, I can't have it I want it, don't matter She got it, and I can't get a - Mistress for Christmas ????? I want the woman in red with her body on my bed I can hear you coming down my smoke stack I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells |
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| 6. |
| 4:07 |
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(Ooh yeah
Ooooooh yeah, yeah Yeah) Got the devil in you Got the devil in me Play a dangerous tune Come on and dance with thee You got to throw your fists up Shout your mouth out Beat the walls down Got to freak out Rock your little Rock your little Rock your little heart out (yeah yeah, yeah) (You gotta rock it on down) (yeah down) Got everything you want Got everything you need Don't worry about the cost Just sell your soul to me You gotta bring the house down Beat the drums loud Bleed your life dry Climb on lets fly Rock your little Rock your little Rock your little heart out Rock, rock your little heart out (Rock it on down) (ooh yeah) (Cut your teeth on this) (yeah) You gotta put your foot down Beat your chest hard Blow your brains out Feel her shout loud You gotta rock your heart out Rock your heart out Rock your heart out Rock your heart out Rock, rock your little heart out Rock, rock your little heart out You rock it on down, ooh yeah Rock a little, rock a little heart out, yeah, yeah you gotta rock your heart out rock your heart out rock your heart out rock your heart out rock, rock, rock your heart out rock, rock, rock your heart out rock, rock, rock your heart out rock, rock, rock your heart out rock, rock, rock your heart right out rock, rock, rock your little heart out rock your heart out you gotta rock your little, rock your little, rock your little heart out you gotta rock your little heart right, right out yeah |
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| 7. |
| 4:10 |
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Are you ready
Are you ready Are you ready Are you ready Sweet apple pie Standing in the street Hands outta line Looking for some meat (heat?) She take you high When you feel her sting She make you fly And you know you're coming Who all need it - who Who all need it - you Who all need it, who all need it (yes you do) You all breathe it, we all need it Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line Are you ready for a good time She making eyes At everything she meet ain't it a crime When she make you pump heat She make you fly Because that's her thing She make you dry And you know you're broken in Who all need it, who all need it (yes you do) You all breathe it, we all need it Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line Are you ready for a good time Get with it Who all need it, who all need it You all breathe it, we all breathe it Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line Are you ready for a good time Are you ready for a good time Are you ready Are you ready for a good time I want a good time Are you ready for a good time Are you, are you ready Are you ready for a good time Good, good, good, good time Are you ready for a good time Are you ready, ready, ready Are you ready for a good time Are you ready for a good time |
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| 8. |
| 4:30 |
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Hey Mr. Business Man
Head of the company Are you lookin' for a lady? One who likes to please Hey Mr. Business Man This one likes to tease With a special service In the French qualities But she won't sacrifice what you want tonight She won't come across unless there's money in her hand And she's callin' all the shots She's Got you by the balls She got you by the balls She got you by the balls She got you by the balls She got you by the balls yeah Hey Mr. Business Man High society She can play the school girl And spank you all you please But she won't sacrifice what you want tonight She won't come across unless there's money in her hand She don't go overtime She got you by the balls (5x) Got you by the balls Hang it left, hang it right Got you by the balls Got your shorts, got your curlies Gotcha! By the balls She got you by the balls (3x) Yeah yeah she got you by the balls She got you by the balls (4x) |
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| 3:57 |
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(Come on now,
Come on, come on, yeah, ow!) Come on honey, take a trip with me We'll take a double shot of ectasy I'll drink some water from a wooden cup And keep a rockin' 'til the sun comes up CHORUS: And I warn you It's the best shot of your life And I warn you It's the best shot of your life Shot of love Shot of love Rock you little lady make you blow and bleed A little bit of what you need is guaranteed Come on now honey we'll get full of desire A humping and a bumping till we start a fire (a huffin' and a puffin') ? CHORUS (Shot of love - I'm gonna make you plead) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, awright ooh hoo hoo baby oh baby) CHORUS Shot of Love Like to plead? Shot of love, Shot of love, Shot of love A humping and pumping got you jumping Shot of love, Shot of love, Shot of love A little bit of what you need is guaranteed Shot of love, Shot of love, Shot of love Let me warn you, I'm coming for you Shot of love, Shot of love, Shot of love Shot of love, Shot of love Come on give me shot of love |
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| 10. |
| 3:32 |
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hey sugar baby
So hot and tasty Come on give me some love You're driving me wild It's way past midnight Why don't we take a ride We'll make some honey As we're cruising real slowly Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it I'll be your ladies man If you'll give me the chance We'll keep a jumpin' Till the music run dry And if we take a rest We'll smoke some cigarettes And start a smoking Going out of control Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it Nah Nah Nah Nah Let's not waste it Nah Nah Nah Nah We're gonna make it Lets make it, don't waste it Lets make it, come on and taste it |
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| 3:14 | 
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| 12. |
| 3:08 |
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Honey do you love me
Love me like you do Woman won't you come outside and play If you dare Woman if you love me Love me like you do Love me like you say Woman won't you come outside and play If you dare Come on outside If you dare Come outside and play |
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