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Well, on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same She was pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old fair lane I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so I said train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no Well, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no Yeah, on the train, I met a dame She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same A-she were pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old fair lane I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so I said a-train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long I'm in heat, with a ho But I just couldn't tell her, na na na na Well, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her Well, we made a stop in Albuquerque She musta thought I was a real cool jerk Climbin' off the train and lookin' handsome Lookin' so good jack couldn't let it go Ooh, but I just couldn't tell her so I said a-train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her, na na no |
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| 4:46 |
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Long ago in days I'm told
Were ruled by Lords of greed Maidens fared with gold They dared to bare their wombs that bleed Kings and queens and guillotines Taking lives denied Starch and parchment laid the laws When bishops took the ride Only to deceive Oh I know I lived this life afore Somehow know now truths I must be sure Tossin turnin' nightmares burnin' dreams of swords in hand Sailin' ships the Viking spits the blood of father's land Only to deceive Living times of knights and mares Raising swords for maidens fair Sneer at death fear only loss of pride Living other centuries Deja vu or what you please Follows true to all who do or die Screams of no reply they died Screams of no reply and died Lordy lordy and then then they died Lordy no then they died Live and do or die Long ago were days I told...Lord they died Kings and queens and guillotines... Live and no reply they died Long ago were days I told... Kings and queens and guillotines... |
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| 3. |
| 5:13 |
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Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion You talk about things that nobody cares You′re wearing out things that nobody wears You′re calling my name but you gotta make clear I can′t say baby where I′ll be in a year Some Sweat Hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and go musta got up and went Well I got good news, she′s a real good liar Cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire Sweet Emotion Sweet Emotion I pulled into town in a police car Your daddy said I took it just a little to far You′re telling me things but your girlfriend lied You can′t catch me Cause the rabbit gone died Yes it is You stand in the front just a shakin′ your ass I′ll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass I talk about somehting you can sure understand Cause a month on the road an′ I′ll be eating from your hand |
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| 4. |
| 4:50 |
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Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines in my face gettin' clearer The past is gone It went by like dusk to dawn Isn't that the way Everybody's got their dues in life to pay Yeah, I know nobody knows Where it comes and where it goes I know it's everybody's sin You got to lose to know how to win Half my life's in books' written pages Live and learn from fools and from sages You know it's true All the things Come back to you Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear Sing it with me If it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Well, sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear Sing it with me If it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream yourself a dream come true Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream until your dream comes through Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on, dream on, ahh Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear Sing it with me If it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing with me Sing for the year Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear Sing it with me If it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away |
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| 5. |
| 3:41 |
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It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy.
Tell ya, honey, how I feel. I've been dreaming, Floatin' down stream and Losin' touch with all that is real. Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover Never knowin' where ya been. You've been fadin', always out paradin. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Well you've always got your tail on the wag. Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon. You act like a perpertual drag. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna, And it's so hard to find piece of mind. Yes it is. The way I see it, you've got to say shit. But don't forget to drop me a line. Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen. And workin' for you dad is just a drag. He still stuffs your mouth with your dreams. You better check it out, Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon. Keepin' touch with Mama Kin. Tell her where you've gone and been. Livin' out your fantasy, Sleeping late and smoking tea. [repeat once] |
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| 6. |
| 4:54 | 
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| 7. |
| 7:05 |
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Down to who knows who, just to socialize.
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes. You got no way to make a man honey, You got to understand. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. Well, well, Lordie my God, What do we got here? She's flashin' 'cross the floor, Make it perfectly clear. You're the bait, and you're the hook, Someone 'bound to take a look. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. You must of come here to find it, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! You must of come here to find it baby, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! |
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| 8. |
| 4:02 |
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Major....
Major Barbra sits in the fields And waits for her crops to grow She sits in a chair, that she made outa wood So many many years ago Major why won't they grow You giv'em their water and hope Major why won't they grow She waits all day And she hopes through the night For a new day that might show A bright yellow sun That will make the crops come And let the old days go Major why won't they grow You've given them water and hope Major why won't they grow...ohh Major... Look out in your field Tell me what do you see shinin' through Major... Look after your fields And your fields will look after you Yes they do Yes they do Yeah yeah yeah... Major... Look out in your fields Tell me what do you see shinnin' through Major... Look after your fields And your fields will look after you Yes they do Yeah they do Yeah yeah yeah... |
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| 9. |
| 4:39 |
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I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' into town alone By the light of the moon I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones She crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink That's when she caught my eye She turned to give me a wink That'd make a grown man cry I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Umm...come easy, go easy Alright 'til the rising sun I'm calling all the shots tonight I'm like a loaded gun Peelin' off my boots and chaps I'm saddle sore Four bits gets you time in the racks I scream for more Fools' gold out of their mines The girls are soaking wet No tongue's drier than mine I'll come when I get back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol I'm riding, I really got a fistful I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Ridin' high Ridin' high Ridin' high already |
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| 10. |
| 4:21 |
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BACKSTROKE LOVER ALWAYS HIDIN' 'NEATH THE COVERS CAN I TALK TO YA MY DADDY SAY HE SAID YA AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN' 'TIL YOU'RE DOWN ON A MUFFIN THEN YOU'RE SURE TA BE A-CHAN'IN' YOUR WAY I MET A CHEERLEADER WAS A REAL YOUNG BLEEDER OH THE TIMES I COULD REMINISCE 'CAUSE THE BEST THINGS IN LOVIN' WITH A SISTER AND A COUSIN ONLY STARTED WITH A LITTLE KISS LIKE THIS SEESAW SWINGIN' WITH YOUR BOYS IN THE SCHOOL AND YOUR FEET FLYIN' UP IN THE AIR I SING HEY DIDDLE-DIDDLE WIT' YOUR KITTY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SWING LIKE YA DIDN'T CARE SO I TOOK A BIG CHANCE AT THE HIGH SCHOOL DANCE WITH A MISSY WHO WAS READY TO PLAY WAZZA ME SHE WAS FOOLIN' 'COZ SHE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS DOIN' AND I KNOWED THAT LOVE WAS HERE TO STAY WHEN SHE TOLD ME TO WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY A-JUST GIMME A KISS A-LIKE THIS oo uh SCHOOL GIRL SWEETIE WITH YOUR CLASSY KINDA SASSY LITTLE SKIRTS CLIMBIN' WAY UP THE KNEE THERE WAS THREE YOUNG LADIES IN THE SCHOOL GYM LOCKER WHEN I NOTICED THEY WAS LOOKIN' AT ME I WAS A HIGH SCHOOL LOSER NEVER MADE IT WITH A LADY 'TILL THE BOYS TOLD ME SOMETHIN' I MISSED THEN MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR WITH A DAUGHTER HAD A FAVOR SO I GAVE HER JUST A LITTLE KISS LIKE THIS SEESAW SWING WITH THE BOYS IN THE SCHOOL AND YOUR FEET FLYIN' UP IN THE AIR I SING HEY DIDDLE-DIDDLE WITH YOUR KITTY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SWING LIKE I DIDN'T CARE SO I TOOK A BIG CHANCE AT THE HIGH SCHOOL DANCE WITH THE MISSY WHO WAS READY TA PLAY WAZZA ME SHE WAS FOOLIN' 'COZ SHE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS DOIN' WHEN SHE TOLD ME HOW TA WALK THIS WAY SHE TOLD ME TO WALK THIS WAY TALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY WALK THIS WAY TALK THIS WAY A-JUST GIMME A KISS LIKE THIS
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| 5:44 |
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We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live, ain′t a soul around People start a-comin′, all we do is just a-grin We gotta move it out ′cause the city′s movin′ in Tell me who ya know, and I′ll tell ya who to Go see my friend and he′ll set you free Tell me what you need and maybe I can go too No one knows the way, but maybe me Nobody knows where Nobody shows where Nobody goes where You can find me Good Morning! Glory! Hallauiah to ya! What is the story and What′s been goin′ through ya? Living like a King ??? off the land Working like a dog in a rock and roll band We′re movin′ We′re gettin′ out We′re movin′ Without a doubt We′re movin′ We′re goin′ far We′re movin′ Yes we are, ′cause Nobody knows where Nobody shows where Nobody goes where You can find me Nobody knows where Nobody shows where Nobody goes where You can find me Meddle with God and you′re in tune withe the universe Talk with yourself and you′ll hear what you wanna know Gotta rise above, ′cause below it′s only gettin′ worse Laugh and time will take you where you wanna go Good Morning! Glory! Hallalluiah to ya! What is the story and What′s been goin′ through ya? Livingt like a King ??? off the land Working like a dog in a rock and roll band We′re movin′ We′re gettin′ out We′re movin′ Without a doubt We′re movin′ We′re goin′ far We′re movin′ Yes we are, ′cause Nobody knows where Nobody shows where Nobody goes where You can find me Nobody knows where Nobody shows where Nobody goes where You can find me We all live on the edge of town Where we all live, ain′t a soul around People start a-comin′, all we do is just a-grin We gotta move it out ′cause the city′s movin′ in I said We gotta move it out ′cause the city′s movin′ in |
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| 12. |
| 4:47 |
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Chaaa....
Checkmate honey beat'choo at'chor own damn game No dice honey I'm livin' on a astral plane Feet's on the ground and your head's goin' down the drain Oh heads I win tails you lose to the nether mind When to draw the line A Indian summer Carrie was all over the floor She was a wet nap winner and rarely ever left the store She'd sing and dance all night and wrong all the right outta me Oh... pass me the vile and cross your fingers it don't take time Know where to draw the line Hi ho silver we were singin' all your cowboy song Oh... you told Carrie and promised her you wouldn't be long Heads I win tails you lose lord it's such a crime No dice honey you the salt you're the queen of the brine Checkmate honey you're the only one who's got ta choose Where to draw the line Aaaahhh... checkmate don't be late Take another bow That's right... impossible When you got to be yourself You're the boss of the toss The dice... the price Write yourself a song and draw the line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line Ooo... line |
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| 5:45 |
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Get yourself cooler
Lay yourself low Coincidental murder With nothing to show With the judge's constipation Will go to his head And his wife's aggravation You'll soon end up dead It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend Shady lookin loser you played with my gun No smooth face laywer Could get ya undone Say love ain't the same On the south side of town You could look But you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same old story Same Old Song And Dance Fate comes a-knockin' Doors start lockin' Your old time connection Change your direction You ain't gonna change it Can't rearrange it Can't stand the pain When it's all the same to you, my friend When you're low down and dirty From walkin' the street With your old hurdy gurdy No one to meet Said love ain't the same On the south side of town You could look But you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story Same Old Song And Dance, my friend It's the same old story Same old story Same Old Song And Dance |
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| 3:43 |
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I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home
Right! Yeah...yeah Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come close to my Home sweet home Can't catch no dose Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart Sweathog ready to make a silk purse From a J Paul Getty and his ear With her face in her beer Home sweet home Get out in the field Put the mule in the stable Ma she's a cookin' Put the eats on the table Hate's in the city And my love's in the meadow Hands on the plow And my feets in the ghetto Stand up, sit down Don't do nothing It ain't no good when boss man's Stuffin' down their throats For paper notes And their babies cry While cities lie at their feet When you're rockin' the street Home sweet home Mama, take me home sweet home I was the last child I'm just a punk in the street [Repeat] |
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| 5:44 |
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Let The Music Do The Talking
( Perry ) Ma ma ma ma ma ma... yeah Wanna take a chance and dance before I gotta leave alone One short song and she'll be gone I wish her off was on Gotta try another way to get her To come around to me Wanna take a chance and dance before I gotta leave alone Let the music do the talking (And I can't wait) Let the music do the talking (Today is the day) Let the music do the talking (I'll let you know) Let the music do the talking (I sung my song) Let the music... honey... do the talking One more thing I gotta say But I'll explain in a different way Gotta know I got an axe to grind I know you won't mind In your eyes I see the sky... no question Our hearts belong entwined One last thing is clear to see our loves' Positively meant to be Let the music do the talking (I can't wait) Let the music do the talking (I'm here today) Let the music do the talking (I'll let you know) Let the music do the talking (I've sung my song) Let the music... honey... do the talking (Ralph Morman baby) (Sick of talk) (Two two three four) Ooooo... let the music do the talking (I can't wait) Let the music do the talking (Today is the day) Let the music do the talking (I'm lettin' you know) Let the music do the talking (I sung my song) A let the music... silly... do the talking Wanna take a chance and dance before I gotta leave alone One short song and she'll be gone I wish her off was on Gotta try another way to get her To come around to me Wanna take a chance and dance before I gotta leave alone Let the music do the talking (I can't wait) Let the music do the talking (Today is the day) Let the music do the talking (I'll let you kno-ow) Let the music do the talking (I've sung my song) Let the music do the talking (And I can't wait) Let the music do the talking Let the music... (I'll let you know) Let the music do the talking (I can't wait) Let the music do the talking (I'll let you know) Let the music... honey... do the talking (It's safe to say) Let the music do the talking (Today is the day) Let the music do the talking Nit Music ManiaClub...Angel's Wings cyworld.com/vusrmsdyd |
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| 4:04 |
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In the attic
Lights Voices scream Nothing seems Real's a dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love for mine All of the things that you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years Voices scream Nothing seems Real's a dream Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Lights Voices scream Nothing seems Real's a dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love for mine All of the things that you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years Voices scream Nothing seems Real's a dream Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic Toys, toys, toys, in the attic |
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