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| 2:11 | 
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Will you have whiskey with your water
Or sugar with your tea? What are these crazy questions That they're asking of me? This is the wildest party that there ever could be Oh, don't turn on the light 'cause I don't want to see Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come Mama said, "That ain't no way to have fun" Open up the window, let some air into this room I think I'm almost choking on the smell of stale perfume And that cigarette you're smoking 'bout to scare me half to death Open up the window, let me catch my breath The radio is blasting, someone's beating on the door Our hostess is not lasting - she's out on the floor I seen so many things here I ain't never seen before I don't know what it is - but I don't wanna see no more Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come Mama said, "That ain't no way to have fun" |
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| 2. |
| 3:20 |
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Baby, take off your coat...(real slow)
Baby, take off your shoes...(here, I'll take your shoes) Baby, take off your dress Yes, yes, yes You can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on You can leave your hat on Go on over there and turn on the light...no, all the lights Now come back here and stand on this chair...that's right Raise your arms up in to the air...shake 'em You give me a reason to live You give me a reason to live You give me a reason to live Suspicious minds are talking Trying to tear us apart They say that my love is wrong They don't know what love is They don't know what love is They don't know what love is They don't know what love is I know what love is |
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| 3. |
| 2:58 |
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Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles With frozen smiles to chase love away Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today Lonely, lonely Tin can at my feet Think I'll kick it down the street That's the way to treat a friend Bright before me the signs implore me To help the needy and show them the way Human kindness is overflowing And I think it's going to rain today |
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| 4. |
| 2:51 |
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In America you'll get food to eat
Won't have to run through the jungle And scuff up your feet You'll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day It's great to be an American Ain't no lions or tigers-ain't no mamba snake Just the sweet watermelon and the buckwheat cake Ev'rybody is as happy as a man can be Climb aboard, little wog-sail away with me Sail away-sail away We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay Sail away-sail away We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay In America every man is free To take care of his home and his family You'll be as happy as a monkey in a monkey tree You're all gonna be an American Sail away-sail away We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay Sail away-sail away We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay |
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| 2:00 |
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No one likes us-I don't know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try But all around, even our old friends put us down Let's drop the big one and see what happens We give them money-but are they grateful? No, they're spiteful and they're hateful They don't respect us-so let's surprise them We'll drop the big one and pulverize them Asia's crowded and Europe's too old Africa is far too hot And Canada's too cold And South America stole our name Let's drop the big one There'll be no one left to blame us We'll save Australia Don't wanna hurt no kangaroo We'll build an All American amusement park there They got surfin', too Boom goes London and boom Paree More room for you and more room for me And every city the whole world round Will just be another American town Oh, how peaceful it will be We'll set everybody free You'll wear a Japanese kimono And there'll be Italian shoes for me They all hate us anyhow So let's drop the big one now Let's drop the big one now |
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| 6. |
| 3:09 |
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Last night I saw Lester Maddox on a TV show
With some smart-ass New York Jew And the Jew laughed at Lester Maddox And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too Well, he may be a fool but he's our fool If they think they're better than him they're wrong So I went to the park and I took some paper along And that's where I made this song We talk real funny down here We drink too much and we laugh too loud We're too dumb to make it in no Northern town And we're keepin' the niggers down We got no-necked oilmen from Texas And good ol' boys from Tennessee And colleges men from LSU Went in dumb - come out dumb too Hustlin' 'round Atlanta in their alligator shoes Gettin' drunk every weekend at the barbecues And they're keepin' the niggers down CHORUS We're rednecks, rednecks And we don't know our ass from a hole in the ground We're rednecks, we're rednecks And we're keeping the niggers down Now your northern nigger's a Negro You see he's got his dignity Down here we're too ignorant to realize That the North has set the nigger free Yes he's free to be put in a cage In Harlem in New York City And he's free to be put in a cage in the South-Side of Chicago And the West-Side And he's free to be put in a cage in Hough in Cleveland And he's free to be put in a cage in East St. Louis And he's free to be put in a cage in Fillmore in San Francisco And he's free to be put in a cage in Roxbury in Boston They're gatherin' 'em up from miles around Keepin' the niggers down CHORUS |
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| 7. |
| 3:08 |
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You looked like a princess the night we met
With your hair piled up high I will never forget I'm drunk right now baby But I've got to be Or I never could tell you What you meant to me CHORUS I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie I loved you the first time I saw you And I always will love you Marie You're the song that the trees sing when the wind blows You're a flower, you're a river, you're a rainbow Sometimes I'm crazy But I guess you know And I'm weak and I'm lazy And I've hurt you so And I don't listen to a word you say When you're in trouble I just turn away CHORUS |
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| 8. |
| 2:56 |
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What has happened down here is the wind have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain Rained real hard and rained for a real long time Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline The river rose all day The river rose all night Some people got lost in the flood Some people got away alright The river have busted through cleard down to Plaquemines Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne CHORUS Louisiana, Louisiana They're tyrin' to wash us away They're tryin' to wash us away Louisiana, Louisiana They're tryin' to wash us away They're tryin' to wash us away President Coolidge came down in a railroad train With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand The President say, "Little fat man isn't it a shame what the river has done To this poor crackers land." CHORUS |
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| 9. |
| 2:55 |
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Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason Short People got no reason To live They got little hands Little eyes They walk around Tellin' great big lies They got little noses And tiny little teeth They wear platform shoes On their nasty little feet Well, I don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People `Round here Short People are just the same As you and I (A Fool Such As I) All men are brothers Until the day they die (It's A Wonderful World) Short People got nobody Short People got nobody Short People got nobody To love They got little baby legs That stand so low You got to pick 'em up Just to say hello They got little cars That got beep, beep, beep They got little voices Goin' peep, peep, peep They got grubby little fingers And dirty little minds They're gonna get you every time Well, I don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People Don't want no Short People 'Round here |
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| 10. |
| 3:03 |
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What you wanna come back here for?
Thought you're with your uptown friends Don't need none of your junkie business You gonna screw us up again Get your blackjack off my table Get your coat out of my rack We don't need you 'round here, jerk-off Chuck, I want you off my back 'Cause we've almost made it We've almost made it We've almost made it to the top Got a gun from Uncle Freddy Got a station all picked out Got a plan and now we're ready Gonna take that station out So you go about your business You just leave use folks alone We don't need no two-bit junkie Screwin' up our happy home 'Cause we've almost made it We've almost made it We've almost made it to the top |
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| 11. |
| 3:40 |
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I don't love the mountains
And I don't love the sea And I don't love Jesus He never done a thing for me I ain't pretty like my sister Or smart like my dad Or good like my mama It's Money That I Love It's Money That I Love They say that's money Can't buy love in this world But it'll get you a half-pound of cocaine And a sixteen-year old girl And a great big long limousine On a hot September night Now that may not be love But it is all right One, two It's Money That I Love Wanna kiss you Three, four It's Money That I Love Used to worry about the poor But I don't worry anymore Used to worry about the black man Now I don't worry about the black man Used to worry about the starving children of India You know what I say about the starving children of India ? I say, "Oh mama" It's Money That I Love It's Money That I Love It's Money That I Love |
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| 12. |
| 3:30 |
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Hate New York City
It's cold and it's damp And all the people dressed like monkeys Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos That town's a little too rugged For you and me, you bad girl Rollin' down the Imperial Highway With a big nasty redhead at my side Santa Ana wind blowin' hot from the north And we was born to ride Roll down the window, put down the top Crank up the Beach Boys, baby Don't let the music stop We're gonna ride it till we just can't ride it no more From the South Bay to the Valley From the West Side to the East Side Everybody's very happy 'Cause the sun is shining all the time Looks like another perfect day I love L.A. (We love it) I love L.A. (We love it) Look at that mountain Look at that tree Look at that bum over there, man He's down on his knees Look at these women There ain't nothin' like em nowhere Century Boulevard (We love it) Victory Boulevard (We love it) Santa Monica Boulevard (We love it) Sixth Street (We love it, we love it) I love L.A. I love L.A. (We love it) ETC. |
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| 13. |
| 4:02 |
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There's a girl over there
With the rhythm everywhere She's a very fine girl And she's been awfully nice to me When we walk as we sometimes do All the way out Collins Avenue Well it's very, very fine Very, very special Very Gee, I love Miami It's so nice and hot And every building's so pretty and white And I always get into so much trouble When I'm down there I know these two old stiffs Live on the Waterway That's where I like to stay When I'm down In Miami Blue Day Best dope in the world And it's free Miami Blue day Put on your shortie shorts And your Hawaiian shirt And come down! There's a man over there With the conk in his hair He's a very bad man Don't look now He's really very bad And his name is Medina And he comes from Argentina See that little dog there with him Well, he treats it just like it was his little boy Oh, I love Miami It's so hot And the women down here Are so impure I love to hang around The big hotels And sleep in the sun all day I know this double jointed guiy With the circus in St. Pete He's with me now He says hello From Fourteenth Street In Miami Blue day Best dope in the world And it's free Miami Blue day Put on your shortie shorts And your Hawaiian shirt And come down! |
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| 14. |
| 4:09 |
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Everyone tells me
I was dealt a losing hand The way that I look And the way that I act It's not hard to understand Sure I got troubles Maybe you got'em too I'd like to explain what has happened to me So it doesn't happen to you I was born in Los Angeles Many, many, many years ago We lived out in North Hollywood then In a steamy little bungalow My mother, my father My baby brother and me Playin' cowboys all day Out there in the valley What a perfect family Hey, hey Get 'em up, get 'em up Come a ti yi Hey Went off to high school When I was thirteen I was kind of advanced If you know what I mean Got into some trouble Drinkin' heavy with my friends in the hills My daddy had to come down to the station to get me He said, "Where is my angry young man?" Take me back Baby, please take me back I don't wanna live here by this dirty old airport In this greasy little shack Take me back Baby, please take me back Just give me a chance and we'll start all over again Now that young girl Was just a summertime thing She went back to school When the school bell ring Now I do my laundry by myself Every night I eat alone Baby please, please, please Won't you let me come back home Goin' off to college Passed every test They said, "Let's send this boy to Palo Alto He could be one of the best" Four years at Stanford Worked very hard A lot of good it did me, little tramp, Your're ruining my life Take me back Baby, please take me back I don't wanna live here by this dirty old airport In this greasy little shack Take me back Baby, please take me back Just give me a chance And we'll start all over again Just give me a chance And we'll start all over |
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| 2:55 |
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You're still the same girl you always were
You're still the same girl you always were A few more nights on the street, that's all A few more holes in your arm A few more years with me You're still the same girl With the same sweet smile that you always had And the same blue eyes like the sun And the same clear voice that I always You're still the same girl That I love |
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| 4:09 |
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I was born right here, November '43
My dad was a captain in the army Fighting the Germans in Sicily. My poor little momma Didn't know a soul in L.A. So we went down to the Union Station and made our getaway. Got on the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams. On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams. Her own mother came to meet us at the station, Her dress as black as a crow in a coal mine She cried when her little girl got off the train. Her brothers and her sisters drove down from Jackson, Mississippi In a great green Hudson driven by a Gentile they knew. Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat Tryin' to do like the Gentiles do Christ, they wanted to be Gentiles, too. Who wouldn't down there, wouldn't you? An American Christian, God damn! On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams. |
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| 3:19 | 
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You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed You just remember what your old pal said Boy, you've got a friend in me Yeah, you've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me You got troubles And I got them too There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you We stick together, we can see it through Cause you've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me Some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am Bigger and stronger too Maybe But none of them Will ever love you The way I do It's me and you, boy And as the years go by, Our friendship will never die You're gonna see it's our destiny You've got a friend in me |
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| 4:12 |
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