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I see you walking down the street
Lookin' good enough She's my inspiration dressed in red She's spinning all my friends heads Now, on the rainy afternoon I ask you, honey, you wanna ride my car I know it couldn't be too soon I know that love go far Now in the backroom the boys They're talking about you-say yes I see you walking down the street Lookin' good enough She's my inspiration dressed in red She's spinning all my friends heads She's the queen of my block What's it take to make you She's the queen of my block What's it take to make you stop There she goes, there she goes In a high heeled shoes And a silk stockings And her dress is so tight She's alright Now, on the rainy afternoon I ask her if she wants to ride my car I knew it couldn't be too soon I knew a love could go far I see you walking down the street She's lookin' good enough She's my inspiration dressed in red Spinning all my friends heads Now in the backroom the boys They're talking about you-say yes She's the queen of my block What's it take to make you stop She's the queen of my block What's it take to make you stop She's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block Yes, she's the queen of my block |
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Her daddy's in the Ku Klux Klan
Her brother broke my nose Mama carries a bowie knife Little sister don't wear no clothes My family says she's no good And why do I go back to my white trash girl From the wrong side of the railroad tracks Uncle Henry was arrested last night Out on main street, on a wig Her brother Jimmy scratches his arm And says he needs to get it fixed My family says she's no good And why do I go back to my white trash girl From the wrong side of the railroad tracks She's got no table manners Never been around the world She's got no education She's my white trash girl Granddaddy robbed fifteen banks From Kansas to Missouri Grandma always locks the door And says, "Big boy, what's your hurry?" My family says she's no good And why do I go back to my white trash girl From the wrong side of the railroad tracks She's got no table manners Never been around the world She's got no education She's my white trash girl She's my white trash girl From the wrong side of the railroad tracks She's my white trash girl From the wrong side of the tracks She's my white trash girl From the wrong side of the tracks My white trash girl From the wrong side of the tracks Sacramento |
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Candle lit, and my eyes are slits
Jumpin' now, paper clip. Make a move,sail a ship, Tap it in, tap it in, ruby lips. She's a mixed up,shook up girl, Got me so strung out. I don't know what to do. She's a mixed up, mixed up, shook up girl. Take a breath, in the night. Hurry over, she said, But there was no one in sight. Now break away, is in her eyes. You know that little girl, she cut me deep, Inside out. She's a mixed up,shook up girl, Got me so strung out. I don't know what to do. She's a mixed up,mixed up,shook up girl. Hey, you, I remember All the empty streets. Fill me now. And though you're gone away, I know not forever. Why don't you just come over here and tell me, baby Is it over now? She's a mixed up,shook up girl, Got me so strung out. I don't know what to do. She's a mixed up, mixed up, shook up girl. She's a mixed up, shook up girl, She's a mixed up, shook up girl. And she got me so strung out... She's a mixed up, shook up girl... And she got me so strung out ... She's a mixed up, shook up girl ... |
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Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Yeah, ah-ha Yeah, ah-ha I've got a story I really want to tell About Bo Diddley at the OK Corral Now, Bo Diddley didn't stand no mess He wore a gun on his hip and a rose on his chest Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Yeah, ah-ha Yeah, ah-ha When Bo Diddley comes to town The streets get empty and the sun go down Sheriff's standing in the doorway You know he's so scared to say Yeah, ah-ha Yeah, ah-ha Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger |
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When the moon comes up the sun goes down
Rita starts to creep around Gets a flame in her blood fire on her breath Fourteen names notched on her chest She gotta rose tattooed on her thigh Dead men raise and sigh And it drives my young blood wild My baby's got the Cadillac walk When Rita turns down her bed Grown men plead and beg Baby honey baby you're the one Carve your name right on my gun Ain't she something nice Bones rattle my dice I slobber down my side My baby's got the Cadillac walk Lonely tonight honey hear my call She said boy I won't make you crawl Rita pound by pound Knows how to work it down Weep and cry to and fro Leave your heart she'll steal your gold No matter what the cost Ooh...them duel exhaust Make my motor sigh My baby's got the Cadillac walk |
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Hey Mr. Jim I can see the shape you're in
Finger on your eyebrow And left hand on your hip Thinking that you're such a lady killer Think you're so slick! Alright Brother Johnny, he caught a plane and he got on it Now he's a razor in the wind And he got a pistol in his pocket They say the man is crazy on the West Coast Lord there ain't no doubt about it! Well allright Sister Sue tell me baby what are we gonna do She said take two candles, And then you burn them out Make a paper boat,light it and.... send it out send it out now.. Spanish Stroll Spanish Stroll Spanish Stroll Hey Rosita! Donde vas con mi carro Rosita? tu sabes que te quiero pero ti me quitas todo ya te robasta mi television y mi radio y ahora quiere llevarse mi carro no me haga asi, rosita ven aqui ehi, estese aqui al lado rosita Spanish Stroll Mira aqui! Hey Johny! Yeah, tenth street Johny We've been looking for you man Everybody told me you had moved uptown Hey! you wanna go for a ride I'm going uptown myself For what? Yeah, ain't it right? Yeah, one time for Tito Puente, one time Are you ready? Yeah, of course we cannot leave out, Mr Ray Baretto Are you ready?Are you ready?Are you ready? |
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DeVille
Sometimes I feel when I can't go on It gets so hard to keep holding on But when you hold me in your arms Things don't look so dark no more. If I stumble in the street, you say : 'It's alright and I believe' 'Cause you're my guardian angel, you're my angel'. In the place where there ain't no good I put my trust in you and you alone In the place where there ain't no good I found an angel, I found an angel If I feel lost, she's right by me I found an angel, I found an angel. There must be someplace that we can go I can't fight it, it's no good no more You touched my hand and I realised I can hold my head up high. If I stumble in the street, you say : 'It's alright and I believe' 'Cause you're my guardian angel, you're my angel, mmm'. I found an angel I found an angel I found an angel ... |
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DeVille
I found out the hard way There was nothin' that she wouldn't do Everybody says that you better watch out, they say watch out Watch out for who and how ? Soul twist, soul twist, you have a soul twist Twist it right down to your shoes. And now I'm wanderin' about it Jjust what card you're gonna play You'll take the stakes right from the beginning Standing there holding your poker face. You gotta soul twist, soul twist, you gotta soul twist Twist it right all over your face. No, I can't say that you haven't pay the price It shows on your face and in the things that you say Maybe I don't have the details right But anyway I would take your place. You gotta soul twist, soul twist, you gotta soul twist Twist it right down to your shoes. You gotta soul twist, you gotta soul twist You gotta soul twist, you gotta soul twist. Soul twist, you gotta soul twist You gotta soul twist, you gotta soul twist Twist it right down to your shoes Twist it right down to your shoes. |
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Come on, operator, gimme Rolene on my line
She knows what I need to ease a craving in my spine A cheerleader's smile Tijuana style Your daddy might be judge Sure know how to nudge Alright, Rolene Rolene Rolene Well, I've been living so white and clean Jack, it's made me mean I need Rolene's smooth, round thigh It's like a rush to get me high I give it my best shot Honey, all I got My name may not be Hud But I'll show you I'm no dud Alright, Rolene Rolene Rolene You know my baby's love Just like a sweet velvet glove Honey, crack that whip Ya make me bite my lip Alright, Rolene Rolene Rolene |
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DeVille
I feel like a stranger in my hometown Nobody wants to change the place from around Put your hands in your pockets and keep moving around You'll get in trouble if you stand here too long. Those desperate days, those were desperate days Somehow, somewhere, we'll make our desperate ways. People I used to know they have to lay low Hung out with the wrong people and they all went wrong You ain't so cool when you come on so strong [ …………………………….. ]. Those desperate days, those were desperate days Somehow, somewhere, we'll make our desperate ways. Those desperate days, those were desperate days Somehow, somewhere, we'll make our desperate escape. …………………………….. . Those desperate days, those were desperate days Somehow, somewhere we'll make our desperate escape. Those desperate days, those were desperate days Somehow, somewhere, we'll make our desperate escape. |
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Nitzsche-DeVille
If it's something I've said to make you laugh Cut me deep behind my back, I'm cut in two And I don't believe you know what's right or wrong Is this the price I pay for feeling so strong over you ? You know that all of the time I've laid my heart on the line And how I was so blind, I only saw the good side of you And when I look in your eyes, I can't believe that you lied I don't know why I want more but I would sleep by your door for the truth, for the truth. Now it might be, tell me, is it me ? Is it just your friends ? I remember that night, I remember the rain I wandered the streets, lost in the pain over you I wish I could take you away from your friends They're draggin' you down but you still hang around with them. You know that all of the time I've laid my heart on the line And how I was so blind, I only see the good side of you And when I look in your eyes, I can't believe that you lied I don't know why I want more but I would sleep by the door for the truth, for the truth. Now it might be, tell me, is it me ? Is it just your friends ? |
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DeVille
Where do we go from here ? Have all the good times been here and gone ? When we were just like the birds so free And we vowed that we'd never change Baby, but it's not we who changed, the one who's changing was me. And I broke my promise, that promise that was so special to me And I broke my promise, that promise that was so special to me. (Dicen que amor es el cielo, ahora mio con solo mi corazon) (Recuerdas quando mes decias que las noches eran muy faciles) (Hera un sueno). And I broke my promise, that promise that was so special to me. Now, I know that you warned me And somehow I got lost in the seas But one day I turned around and around I remembered that night we've vowed that we'd never change Oh, but it's not we who changed, you were right, they took a slice out of me. And I broke my promise, that promise that was so special to me And I broke my promise, that promise that was so special to me. |
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This must be the night
I can feel it to my fingertips Maybe just around the corner Something's waiting for me Is this my one big chance Or just my imagination But what I feel I know it's real Oh, this must be the night This must be the night It seems all my life I've been waiting for this moment Now I can save it all Please believe me Is it just my heart? Is it playing tricks on me? Why must this always be a misdirected reverie? Oh, this must be the night (3 x) |
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DeVille
I was standing on the corner of the avenue I was watching all the girls go by And there she was in a five and ten cent store Somehow I got to make her mine Yeah somehow I got to make her mine. I was way uptown, I was lost in the crowd I was in blood bank, I was standing in line And there she was, she was checking my count Somehow I got to make her mine Yeah somehow I got to make her mine. She got style, she got taste, she's got long, long legs She got savoir faire She don't need no hook, she's got more than good looks She got savoir faire. Maybe in some cafe, along the Champs-Elysee Maybe Rome, maybe Avenue C. I know I've seen your face some place before Baby, I love the way you paint your lips Yes, I love the way you move your hips. She got style, she got taste, she's got long, long legs She got savoir faire She don't need no hook, she's got more than good looks She got savoir faire. |
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DeVille
Little Miss Tragedy is so misunderstood She can hear you sniff a whip of a bad drugs a hundred yards away And if she gets, you cornered she won't be satisfied, no she won't And everything around her just seems to fly apart But it has nobody to blame, nobody but yourself of being pulled in again Into a slow drain, a slow drain. Mr. West Coast dealer he wants a front for you, yes I do, yes I do And being so experienced and all, he knows just what to do He says : 'You must be tired of the street, my friend, here's a place for you to rest' And the price is never mentioned utill he gets your best Always stop listening, nobody to blame Nobody but yourself of being pulled in again Into a slow drain, a slow drain. So you're new in town, you wanna meet some fans They're all fresh hookers warming or pressing you in a doing thing And if they get you cornered, they'd be coming 'round again and that's for shure And everything they touch just seems to waste away Always stop listening, nobody to blame Nobody but yourself of being pushed in again Into a slow drain, a slow drain Slow drain, slow drain Slow drain, slow drain Hang you 'till you dry. |
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DeVille-Pomus
Must my reality always be shadows of memories Why is that nothing I can do to erase any trace of you ? Why must my yesterdays be shades of grey, always in a way ? And no matter where I go, there's no place or face I know. Because we're lost in the world that won't understand Don't let go, you just keep holding my hand You just keep holding on, you just keep holding on You just keep holding on, just keep holding on. And no matter where I go, there's no place or face I know. Because we're lost in the world that won't understand Don't let go, you just keep holding my hand You just keep holding on, you just keep holding on You just keep holding on, just keep holding on. Mmm you just keep holding on, you just keep holding on You just keep holding on, you just keep holding on You just keep holding on, you just keep holding on You just keep holding on, you just keep holding on … |
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It’s closing time in this nowhere cafe
There’s no way in the world I’m gonna let that girl Let her slip away No I can’t explain just what’s happening to me I can tell that guy who’s sticking close by her side Knows her more than just casually But there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do No there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do No there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do Just to walk that little girl home Just to walk that … mmmmm Just to walk that little girl home Her flashing smile, her searching eyes Oh a promise it seems of having all of my dreams Finally realized But I can’t ignore hey that guy by her side Now I know he can’t see just what’s happening to me There’s a look on his face he can’t hide But I’m telling you there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do No there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do No there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do Just to walk that little girl home Just to walk that … mmmmm Just to walk that little girl home |
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