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With a pinch of rock and a dose of roll
I can warm you up if you get too cold I can bring you up when you're going down I can smash your head all over this town You gave me the answer Now I got the answer, oh yeah 'Cause we're the queens of noise Come and get it boys Queens of noise Not just one of your toys Queens of noise I remember you at our second show You were holding on and you wouldn't let go And I bet you'll always be that way Whenever you see us start to play You gave me the answer Now I got the answer, oh yeah 'Cause we're the queens of noise Come and get it boys Queens of noise Not just one of your toys Queens of noise |
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| 2. |
| 3:26 |
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You know that I'm not an angel
I told you when you walked in the door You know that you make me happy Better than the time before Take it or leave it Do whatever you want Take it or leave it Do whatever you want to me You know that you're just a playmate What are you trying to gain Lead me into the darkness To Play our little nightime games Take it or leave it Do whatever you want Take it or leave it Do whatever you want to me You say you wanna be with me I see it in you It's only a one night stand And then we're through You know that it makes me sad To see how you feel for me I gotta start movin' on Someone else is waitin' for me Take it or leave it Do whatever you want Take it or leave it Do whatever you want to me |
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| 3. |
| 2:52 |
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(C. Currie/K. Fowley/Steven T.)
Out here in the smokey places Looking into those empty faces Short wave says we made the dial I'm wired for ten million miles Making midnight music Singing rock and roll songs Living midnight music Just to get along Back here in this cold hotel I'm bored but you can tell Your smile said we did OK I'm glad we had a chance to play Making midnight music Singing rock and roll songs Living midnight music Just to get along From the plane I see the back roads Your twilight cities your super towns From the stage I see the drifters Lost souls who ain't been found Out there in the five buck seats We live inside your own heartbeats We share the falls you take Everything feels like it's just bout to break Making midnight music Singing rock and roll songs Living midnight music Just to get along |
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| 4:31 |
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(K. Fowley/S. West/M. Steele)
Bodies without minds I hear you're the one with the bleeding heart Blue and bittersweet You tear my dreams apart Cause I was born to be bad I'm not sad And I'm glad I did it Born to be bad I'm not sad, why don't you all get with it The damned don't cry Cry out when they're betrayed Bodies slam they scream As the keynotes fade Cause I was born to be bad I'm not sad And I'm glad I did it Born to be bad I'm not sad, why don't you all get with it I called my mother from Hollywood the other day And I said "Mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band And I won't be coming home no more" You know what she did? She started crying and weeping and whimpering like all mothers do She woke up my father and told him about it and he said "There ain't a damn thing we can do, that's the way she is Hey, you know she was just born to be bad" I want you to bring me his ears To satisfy my mad desires And if he bites the dust We'll just have to miss my fire Cause I was born to be bad I'm not sad And I'm glad I did it Born to be bad I'm not sad, why don't you all get with it |
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| 5. |
| 3:28 |
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(Lita Ford/Kim Fowley/Jackie Fox)
No one here gets out alive Pushing power in overdrive Cobra kings wet and wild Love the devil thats in your smile Let me tell yuo what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin Let me tell you what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin Everybody who's ever on fire Now's the time for our desire Let me tell yuo what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin Let me tell you what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin Highways hard in this modern world Battered boys and shattered girls Leather bombers that rule the streets Setting fires and living heat Let me tell yuo what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin Let me tell you what we been doing Neon angels on the road to ruin |
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| 3:21 |
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(Joan Jett)
My one and only shining star said Stick with me and I'll take you far Your eyes are sparkling with teenage fire I'll satisfy your mad desires cause I love playing with fire And I don't wanna get burned I love playing with fire And I don't think I'll ever learn My heart is aching to see you play And I can't wait till another day The way you shake me is really hot You know how to use what you got I love playing with fire And I don't wanna get burned I love playing with fire And I don't think I'll ever learn Acting tough with looks that kill You got me going and I can't stand still My arms are dying to hold ya tight You're my little dark dynamite you know I love playing with fire And I don't wanna get burned I love playing with fire And I don't think I'll ever learn |
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| 2:55 |
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Turn up that radio
Hear the rock and roll Malibu shines like summer gold Wild beaches In the salty wind California summers never end California - you're so nice California - your paradise The kids are ripping up the streets In their super cars All night parties and loud guitars Hot hot neighbourhoods Its the silver sound Wicked Hollywood goes round and round California - you're so nice California - your paradise |
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| 8. |
| 2:57 |
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(K. Fowley/J. Fox/J. Jett)
Each night alone I dream That I'm a rebel roller queen I'll be a star that shines I can make the whole world mine Hollywood it feels so good Hollywood it feels so good Each day at home I scheme For the fame and fortune dream Gonna be a superstar With my fancy clothes and cars Hollywood it feels so good Hollywood it feels so good I can make it, make it, make it, make it Cause I can take it, take it, take it,take it Each time the radio plays It tells of the golden days Living fast on the go Lets get on with the show yeah Hollywood it feels so good Hollywood it feels so good |
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| 2:51 | 
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| 10. |
| 7:18 |
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(Kim Fowley/Lita Ford)
I got myself a bad lover His name is Johnny Guitar lookout Go for it Johnny All night long Go for it Johnny That's where I'm coming from My fingers roll his body Making him scream And I'm lost in a metal dream Go for it Johnny All night long Go for it Johnny That's where I'm coming from Hot hands on his wet neck I'm a hunter he's my gun Go for it Johnny All night long Go for it Johnny That's where I'm coming from |
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