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Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak
Somewhere in this town See me and the boys we don't like it So were getting up and going down Hiding low looking right to left If you see us coming I think it's best To move away do you hear what I say From under my breath Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak Somewhere in the town Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak So don't you be around Don't you be around Tonight there's gonna be trouble Some of us won't survive See the boys and me we mean business Bustin' out dead or alive I can hear the hound dogs on my trail All hell breaks loose, alarm and sirens wail Like the game if you lose Go to jail Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak Somewhere in the town Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak So don't you be around Tonight there's gonna be trouble I'm gonna find myself in Tonight there's gonna be trouble So woman you stay with a friend You know it's safer Breakout! Tonight there's gonna be a breakout Into the city zones Don't you dare to try and stop us No one could for long I can see the Searchlight on my trail Tonight's the night all systems fail Hey you good lookin' female Come here! Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak Somewhere in the town Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak So don't you be around Tonight there's gonna be trouble I'm gonna find myself in Tonight there's gonna be trouble So woman you stay with a friend |
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Valentino's got a booky shop and what he takes
He gives for what he's got And what he's got he says he has not Stole from anyone It's not that he don't tell the truth Or even that he misspent his youth It's just he holds the proof But you know something's wrong Valentino got nowhere to go On his own like Romeo Blow by blow he watches his money go Now he's oh so low It's not that he misses her Or even that he can't resist her It's just that kissing her He feels so strong Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Valentino's in a cold sweat, placed all his money on that last bet Against all the odds he smokes another cigarette Says it helps him to forget He's a nervous wreck It's not that he misses much Or even that he lost his lucky touch It's just that he gambles so much And you know that it's wrong Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting just to catch your eye Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Try to say I told you I told you Waiting for an alibi Waiting just to get you Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Just to say I told you Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my |
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Don't believe me if I tell you Not a word of this is true Don't believe me if I tell you Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you Don't believe me if I tell you That I wrote this song for you There might be some other silly pretty girl I'm singing it to Don't believe a word For words are only spoken Your heart is like a promise Made to be broken Don't believe a word Words can tell lies And lies are no comfort When there's tear in your eyes Don't believe me if I tell you Not a word of this is true Don't believe me if I tell you Especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you Don't believe a word |
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I put my money in a suitcase
And headed for the big race I felt a chill on my backbone As I hung up the telephone Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat Running down the back of my neck To lose means trouble, to win pays double And I got me a heavy bet Cold, cold sweat They say chances on the outside Are looking pretty slim I feel so lucky on the inside I feel I'm gonna to win Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat Running down the back of my neck Take a little money, there's nothing left to lose And I got me a heavy bet Cold, cold sweat I've got me a whole month's wages I haven't seen that much in ages I might spend it in stages And move out to Las Vegas Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat Running down the back of my neck To lose means trouble, to win pays double And I got me a heavy bet Cold, cold sweat I put my money in a suitcase They say chances on the outside I got a whole months wages Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat Stone cold crazy Place another bet |
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Are you ready to rock?
Are you ready to rip it up? Do you know what I'm talking about? Are you ready to get it up? Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to hit the floor? Are you ready lover? If you're ready, I'm ready! Are you ready to rip it up? Are you ready to tear it down? Do you know what I'm talking about? I'm not messing you around Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to hit the floor? Are you ready lover? 'Cause if you're ready, I'm ready! Are you ready to rip it up? Are you ready to tear it down? Do you know what I'm thinking of? I'm not messing you around Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to hit the floor? Are you ready now? `Cause if you're ready, I'm ready! Look out! |
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You got a bad reputation
That's the word out on the town It gives a certain fascination But it can only bring you down You better turn yourself around Turn yourself around Turn it upside down Turn yourself around You had bad breaks well that's tough luck You play too hard too much rough stuff You're too sly so cold That bad reputation has made you old Turn yourself around Turn yourself around Turn it upside down Turn yourself around |
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The paper called it suicide
A bullet from a forty-five Nobody cared and nobody cried Don't that make you feel sad? Peter Brent combed his hair And sent for the police Policeman came, took Peter's name God, may he rest in peace No one saw the note beside the body No one knew the problems But my God Suicide The body remains unidentified Forgotten in a file Like the letter that was blown aside Don't that make you want to smile? No one was really satisfied About number eighty-one The autopsy proved that Peter lied But they never could find the gun No one saw the note beside the body No one knew the problems But my God Suicide |
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Still In Love With You
Think I'll just fall to pieces If I don't find something else to do This sadness never ceases I'm still in love with you My head, it keeps on reeling It's got me in a crazy spin Darling, darling, darling Is this the end? Still in love with you They say time has a way of healing Dries all the tears from your eyes But darling it's this empty feeling My heart can't disguise After all that we've been through I try my best but it's no use I guess I'll keep on loving you Is this the end? Now that it's all over, woman There's something I think you should know Baby, baby, think it over Just one more time before you go Call on me baby If there's anything I can do for you Call on me baby Help me see it through I'm still in love with you Nit Rock ManiaClub ... Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail
a STARRY night,the CAMPFIRE light The coyote call, and the howling winds wail So I'll ride out to the old sundown I am just a cowboy lonesome on the trail Lord, I'm just thinking about a certain female The nights we spent together riding on the RANGE Looking back it seems so strange Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding in the rodeo I was took in Texas I did not know her name Lord, all these southern girls seem the same Down below the border in a town in Mexico I got my job busting broncs for the rodeo Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till I hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Running free with the buffalo Here I go Roll me over and I'll turn around And I'll move my fingers up and down Up and down It's ok amigos Just let me go Riding in the rodeo Roll me over and turn me around Let me keep spinning till i hit the ground Roll me over and let me go Riding in the rodeo Roll me over and set me free The cowboy's life is the life for me |
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Guess who just got back today,
Them wild-eyed boys that'd been away, Haven't changed, had much to say, But man, I still think them cats are crazy. They were askin' if you were around, How you was, where you could be found. Told them you were livin' downtown, Drivin' all the old men crazy. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. You know that chick that used to dance a lot, Every night, she'd be on the floor, shakin' what she's got. Man, when I tell ya she was cool, she was red hot. And that time over at Johnny's place, Well, this chick, she got up and slapped Johnny's face, Man, we just fell about the place, If that chick don't wanna know, forget her. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. Friday night they'll be dressed to kill, Down at Deano's bar and grill The drink will flow, and blood will spill, And if the boys wanna fight you better let 'em. That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song, The nights are gettin' warmer, it won't be long, Won't be long 'til summer comes, Now that the boys are here again. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town. Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu. |
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She's quite the mediator
A smoother operator you will never see She'll see you later No one dare disobey her openly She knows music I know music too, you see She got the power The teen queen, Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie She's got the pleasure Comes from all the cornerstones of the world She's so fantastic She's everybody's favorite little record girl She knows music I know music too, you see She got the power I got the power, Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Down on me, Rosalie Shine on me will you please From Chattanooga to good old Booga Loosa You can hear her fine She makes the choices Then you'd best be smiling when it's choosing time She knows music I know music too, you see She's got the power She is a tower, Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie Rosalie |
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Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black Rose Play me the melodies I want to know So I can teach my children, oh Pray tell me the story of young Cuchulainn How his eyes were dark his expression sullen And how he'd fight and always won And how they cried when he was fallen Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land And how her sons died at her own hand And how fools obey commands Oh tell me the legends of long ago Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea Will she no come back to me Will she no come back to me Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling Far away you rolling river Roll down the mountain side On down on down go lassie go Oh Tell me the legends of long ago When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose Play me the melodies so I might know So I can tell my children, oh My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love It was a joy that Joyce brought to me While William Butler waits And Oscar, he's going Wilde Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan? Looking for a girl with green eyes My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen That Georgie knows Best But Van is the man Starvation once again Drinking whiskey in the jar-o Synge's Playboy of the Western World As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea Is such a long, long way from Tipperary |
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