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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Well I'm weak,
Worthless, ...can't make up my mind. When they handed out ambition, I was next To last In line. ...Lost little lamb... 'til I found that girl... When she holds me in her arms, I'm the champion of the world. I was drunk On Monday, Standing at the bar, When somebody said; "Hey Mister, Could you help me start my car?" I wouldn't know a sparkplug From the Duke Of Earl, But when I drive home to my baby... I'm the champion of the world. People talk Behind my back: "How can she stay with a man like that?" It ain't easy... But Heaven knows she tries... Ohh, They never see the sweetness Of the love there is between us When she holds my hand And looks me in the eye. I'm a creep, I'm a coward... On my hands and knees I crawl. I fall apart under pressure, I've got no back bone at all. Daddy always told me... I throw a baseball like a girl, But when my baby holds me, I'm the champion of the world. When my baby holds me, I'm the champion of the world. |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
All to do is done by you
(Don't you just know it?) Baby, don't believe I wear 2 left shoes (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Hey, pretty baby, can we go strollin'? (Don't you just know it?) You got me rockin' when I should have been be rollin' (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Baby, baby, you're my blue heaven (Don't you just know it?) You got me pushin' when I ought be shovin' (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Heart of mine, better cool down, baby (Don't you just know it?) Young girls in trouble, the tighter the squeeze (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another man today
Yes, I saw my baby walkin' with another man today When I asked her what's the matter This is what I heard her say See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head Well, when she asked what's the matter Reminded her of what she said See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play But don't you know you really hurt me And this is what I have to say See you later alligator, well after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, well after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
She don;t look like her mother
Nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water Pig tails, overalls, freckles on her face Skinny as a toothpick turned side ways, Something happened to her when she turned sixteen, From a little Dixie Chicken to a Mississippi Queen, She spent her days a fishin with a bamboo cane Every night skinny dippin in the Ponchatrain IF you were living breatin, had two feet You would be stalking that girl cause she looked so sweet You could always find her when the night time fell, Drinkin of a bucket from an old stone well, Drinking from her hand, Dancing to the moon, She don't look like her mother, nothing like her father, How else can you explain it must be something in the water. I never will forget that look in her eye The night she took me down to the riverside, She wrapped herself around me like a honey suckle vine An let me have a taste of wild cherry wine You could always find her when the nighttime fell Drinking of a bucket from an old stone well Drinking from her hand Singing to the moon She dont look like her mother Nothing like her father Folks round here say it's something in the water Two straight months without any rain I never ever saw that girl again But I still got her picture Burning in my head Dancing in a downpour Soaking wet. You could always find when the night time fell Drinking of a buck of an old stone well Drinking from her hand howling at the moon She dont look like her mother nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water She dont look like her mother nothing like her father Folks round here say it something in the water |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
You yelled hey when your car wouldn't start So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out Now you're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feat You got trouble And it's tailor made Well mama lay your head down in the shade 'Cause your eyes are tired, and your feat are too And you wish the world was as tired as you, whoa Well I'll write a letter, and I'll send it away And put all the trouble in int you had today Oh your telephone ring and you went "oh ho" You forgot about this, and you forgot about that 'Cause you got to get back to what you doing Goodbye, click that, so and so You're an island and on your own You yelled hey when the stove blew up Upset? why yes And the footprints on your ceiling, they're almost gone And you're wondering why? Well mama lay your head down, don't you cry |
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I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Payne-Wray
You can open the window Where the sunset meets the sea Everything's for sale Everything's for free Sweet mother Mary Sells her fortunes well She's got all the answers Just might save you from hell Across the street at the bottomless cup You can drink and drink but you can Never get enough You can have yours with sweet and low You might even have the blues to go One shot Johnny Got a dog on a rope Goin' from table to table With a pocket full of hope Rodeo riders and scarlet women Lean against your walls The show they're waitin' for Is just three steps down the hall The of king of jive looks like the queen of please Makes his livin' on his hands and knees You give and you give 'till you give it all Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel El Dorado Slim Works behind the desk Either day or night He can handle any request J. C.'s screamin' Bout turnin' water to wine Got all in a big brown bag In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh's Lace their souls up tight Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in Get ready for Cadillac night Across the street at the bottomless cup It's not about money, you can never get enough A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride It's not how you live, it's how you survive I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Ten thousand feet to zero Down at the Cadillac Hotel |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
There's a feelin' in the sky tonight Tough as nails and I feel the cold wind start to bite Folks I meet seem so cold Blown like leaves their faces hard and set in stone I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go Plant my feet on foreign soil No return I crossed that mil some time ago Cast my eyes on streets that shine Reflect my image and I know I'm livin' on borrowed time I'd sure like to feel Dreams I chased so long ago Weren't wasted miles on empty roads I'd just like to believe All these desperate cries I hear Are falling on a sympathetic ear In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck A song I've heard since I was young Sounds so sweet on this lonely street, makes me cry Askin' myself why oh why I'm such a fool to listen to this deadly kind of lullaby I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Show me the meaning of the word
Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it They say, "Hey, you can't live without it" Welcome to the human race With its wars, disease and brutality You with your innocence and grace Restore some pride and dignity To a world in decline Welcome to a special place In a heart of stone that's cold and gray You with your angel face Keep the despair at bay Send it away, and Show me the meaning of the word Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it I don't want to live without it I don't want to live without it Oh, I want love I want love I want love Welcome here from outer space The Milky Way is still in your eyes You found yourself a hopeless case One that's seeking perfection on earth That's some kind of rebirth, so Show me the meaning of the word Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it Don't make me live without it Oh, love I want love I want Love I want love |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Oh, hello...give me missing persons, they say What is it that you need? I said oh, I need him so...She said you've Got to stop your pleading And no matter what I do, Even pray to heaven above, All I ever get from you is Long distance love I read the papers And I got the blues I was so sad to hear the news Help wanted, but not enough You know these times are gettin' rough And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I seem to get from you is long distance love (Whoo-oo-oo) Oh your toes were so pretty And your life so sweet I wonder do you know Do you know you hurt me so And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I ever from you is Long distance love Long distance love (oo-oo-oo |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from You, Me And Dupree (유, 미 앤 듀프리) by Theodore Shapiro [ost] (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Right On Vol.5 (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Sahara (사하라) by Clint Mansell [ost] (2005)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Give my best to thosei I care for
With firends a simple nod will do I bow to those who've come and gone before me A handshake to the past It gets me through Been a little bit good and a little bit sad Let the dirt and dust fall where it may A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Measured distance through the heartbeats Measured time holds all my beliefs These shotgun visions are all I've ever lived with A scattered mind from a reckless youth I cover my ears, I cover my eyes Still all the fears, still heard the lies A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Took convention for a rough ride A genius under glass set adrift Direction all but fading Like a kiss that leaves you floating in a trance The rivers I cross the memories I keep A minute to smile, forever to weep A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears A distand thunder, I feel like I'm slippin' under Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Of all those times that I've turned and looked away A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Storm clouds all around me
There's a lightning at my back But there's an angel on my shoulder That's keepin' my on track No matter how bad I stumble She's there to catch me when I fall My angel of forgiveness has been Around to see it all I wandered down from nowhere It was a long time ago With my images and dreams My hopes for the best Giving nothing away Nothing yet lost But now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall The heat pu an edge on things that Summer The clock ticking away Had all the world before me Except for the ungodly war Caught in a river, the current took me away To a wilderness of reverance Left me hanging by a thread A splintered prayer an invocation Born out of chance at dusk The benediction at sunrise It's a resonance ringing Robbed me of my innocence I'd run out of trust Cause now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, Going over eden's wall I'm held to the faith Feeling wounded That the future unfolds I could not cry Like a conversation not always understood A broken spirit dries the bones It's architecture and intent revealed a little at a time I am delivered gone without a trace I'm running out of time I've seen beyond the line The question I weigh It's not so much the cost It's what I'm willing to pay Going, going over eden's wall Won't be back, no You can have it all Take my chances -- make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall Goin' over goin' under run right through it Look out -- yeah yeah |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I was a real live wire on a very loose wig
Not a good combination in the best of times I had no real plans, no trouble in mind Just a real fat wallet my modus operandi Then I woke up - seatin' and lost Ya know I sear that it's true The sun was shining in my eyes Reflectin' off a gold tooth I said oh man... it was a ferocious morning Well I remember the money quintessential moans Yesterday's perfume tells me I ain't alone Then I hear that fool's bellow pounding at the door I had my heart in my mouth when my feet hit the floor Taste of cotton - and gasoline All down in my thirty two No time for stoppin' - I gotta beat the scen I think this window will do I said oh man... what a ferocious morning The heat was oppressive, ninety nine in the shade I hit the bricks runnin', hip-hoppin' away I needed some magic so I turned into a bar Was the misery minute down at the happy hour My head screamed for a cough syrup cocktail But I settled on a deep well gin Don't recall it all... I think it was fun But I don't wanna go there again Oh man... what a ferocious morning |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
It's steamin'
and I'm screamin' down that red hot blacktop on cruise control and my tires are tired but I still got such a long way to go... 'till I'm coastin' back to that west coast north of movie town where my baby's waitin' holdin' down that home ground holdin' down that home ground when it's freezin' so cold in the mornin' ya know I really hate to go don't need no stage door jennie, no bad luck penny lookin' for a one night Romeo was a time I was crazy I played a fool... I was a clown now I got my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground This room service lifestyle it's OK for a while but a little homecookin' would sure bring a smile there was a caterer in decatur she once grabbed my eye but I came to my senses and passed on the my...my...my... Now I'm dreamin' bout that old coast highway the castles made of stone and the road through the mountain that's where I'm countin' on makin my turn for home I'm breakin' all the limits way past the speed of sound gettin' back with my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Back door sliders, narrow escapes
Busted gray wall, greasy embrace Finances ailing, crawlin' down The rain slicked alleys, ain't no escape in this town Blood on the stone, blood on the rock Consumed with the passion, that only time could unlock One life wasted, another one gone The streets are on fire, and I'm calling you home Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Juanita's daughter got her kicks in the streets And her mama's warning "you better duck the heat" She's got a concrete body with candy cane hair Razor balde business appearin' out of thin air Stars fallin' down, snow on the ground Chasin' the dragons all over the town The dream catcher's wagon, lurkin' to loom A one dance ducka, you know he's workin' the room Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Preacher's on the corner wrapped in a heavenly light But noise of the chopper drowns the message tonight He says "you saucy senoritas take care where you swing Cause the lords of the boulevard don't owe you a thing." Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I'm out here standin' on the corner
Guess I'll shuffle down the street My baby's gettin' kinda tasty Freedom, oh it can't be beat Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness You know pressure seems to get me Travelin' with my hat in my hand Lookin' for a hand out Hand out in no mans land Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness I might be down, but down don't bother me I'm on the green side of the lawn You see, I'm still kickin' yeah Don'tcha ever get to thinkin' This trap of life is gettin' tough I raise my hands and get to walkin' Sometimes I think I've had enough |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Outside my hotel window, my eyes they spy the rails
While lost in the horizon, the mystic balley trail Southwestern transportation tighten up the cotton belt Those santa fe steamers, hot 'nuff to make me melt Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Boring days... frantic nights Sittin' round waitin' for delayed flights Meters runnin' in brand new shoes Sordid rhythms rockin' black and blues Hometown drama, highway trauma Phone bill's got at least one comma Achin' skull at the end of my rope Give me some money, send me some hope Give me a big train... all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Steel wheel's singin' such a lonesome song Engines whinin' been gone too long Boiler burnin' - 'bout to burst Like a drownin' man, I'm dyin' of thirst When you hear the whistle moan Means the southern pacific is bringing me home Hey girl, get your new dress on Big train's rollin' in at dawn Oh baby don't you cry no more Big train's a rollin' up to your door Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Like a steamboat floatin' in a wild monsoon
Woulda' had a better chance to see me through Tails are high and the winds are bearin' down Cable touchin' cable, live wires on the ground The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all Diamonds rushing by in a pale gray light Balck thunder rolling with the crack of steel white Fever runnin' high, spirit ebbin' low Caught on the highway with too many mile to go Maladjusted malcontent Deliberate deception with a wounded heart Temptation... Temptation in an empty world The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all It's a rumored affair Something cheap in the air You been playin' for luck But you always get caught Double rider on a rain streaked road Thunder rippin', engine screamin' north Can't escape a fool in terror The kiss of death and now you're gone And once again I'm all alone The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I close my eyes and try to remember
Lookin back on it now it seems so much like a dream All the places I ever wandered, all the kisses I ever stole Yours are the ones I still remember, they never grow cold They're just under the radar My heart is a mountain, I'd walk on fire to get back to you Reaching out for your touch, I'm clinging to your sould Thought I'm not far from sight No I'm not far from sight now I'm just under the radar Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on The time has come and gone, all my options blown to dust When a gentle tap upon my shoulder left me reelin from my past I was standing on a stretch of highway, going back to see a friend Thought I'd reached the point of no return, but came back under the radar I've been there ever since Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on You can trace your thoughts of darkness with the movements of the sun When you see what stands before you and allow yourself a dream Though it's not far from sight now No it's not far from sight It's just under the radar Under the radar Where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old Lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit carries on Under the radar Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on and on and on and on |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
The TV cold fire burning
Been up all night And the light has left your eyes I was always runnin' to you Not fast enough My little boy blue Ever get where you wanted to go? You knew the way The times, the good and the bad Was all that we had In the end it let us down I'm tired and I feel the blame All my prayers sound the same Stranded here with no relief Abandoned here beyond belief Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears The raucous sounds and shining lights Weave their tales into the night And the knowing lingers bright All the love my sweet tender friend It's still around, it never ends The past is just an alibi It's all the same The weather's turning warmer every day And I think the rains are done At least that's what they say Thought I saw you just the other night I knew my eyes weren't seeing right Then again I see you all the time Everywhere Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Even now this anger's replacin' faith I somehow The heart remembers you Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Tell me 'bout the promise tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always remember the promise In a vale of tears |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Movin' round the grand design Gettin' stranger every day Knowin' that our time will come And it might not be so far away Wonderin' where to draw the line Believin' that the water just might turn to wine You can get yourself in trouble Livin' out other people's lies When they tell you how the price is bound to double Here's friendly word to the wise There's a fine print on that guarantee Things ain't what they appear to be And we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind Never been much for givin' up I take my chancesa as they come But the days are long and the nights are gettin' rough What's livin' when you're always on the run? They'd have you think than you can choose Tell you how you're sure to win you just can't lose And if you think they can walk on water You been listenin' to too many lies 'Cause we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Well you know you're kinda cold-blooded To come back beggin' to me Like you never done me wrong And I hate to be so hard-hearted But I'm sick and tired o' talkin' to ya And I've been without her lovin' too long But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone Well you ran around and lead me on Denied you'd ever let me go And then you let me down You left me two kinds of broken-hearted And I'm through tryin' to win your sympathy So you'd better not come back around But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone You know I tried so hard to treat you right Tried my best to make you see But all you do is run around Spend your evenings downtown With your high handed friends in their finery But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen Video tape movies where she cashes in her dreams Ghostly illuminations how they brighten up her scene Her perception of reception is her lone reality What to eat and what to wear she edits out without a care The rest falls through the cracks, an unconscious stream When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen In a city full of wishes that she shut out long ago If wishes were a penny we all know which way she'd go Gvien choice 'tween perfect health and peace throughout the world Apocalypse utopia or space not explored When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Gettin' it while you can Before the fascination goes Down to the very last man Where it stops nobody knows Nothin to hold you back when the feelin's right Hidin' from the day and waitin' for the night It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down Ain't no backin' down Ain't no turnin' of the other cheek The rules of the rest of the town Ain't the same ones out here on the street Lookin' for anything that'll make your emotions stir Like walkin' the street with some tight-skirt sister It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down I'm caught in a crossfire Of a hopeless disillusion Nothin' but chain link and barbed wire Defining the confusion Ain't really enough to hold back the winter wind Really don't know if it's keppin you out or it's keepin' me in It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, A pretty tough town Ya keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, a pretty tough town |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
She cooled my heels some time ago Sent me reelin' when she chilled my toes She stole my heart ya know, and she froze my eyes Feelin' like this again is some surprise She that kinda girl whose lovin' I was meant to get She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine I been rich ya know and I been poor Been in love a couple of times before I had to choose you know between the two I'd take both, rich and in love, I ain't no fool When she starts to movin' I begin to spin She got that kind of lovin' Always do me in Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine She's a tall drink of water, And I'm such a thirsty man She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
She ain't real friendly for no good reason Claims her life's been filled with treason Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy Wonderin' why her life's so greasy With doulbe blades she dulls her senses Spiteful girl by all consensus All her life it's been the same Hell she don't even like her name She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit Jumped a train in Italy On her way to gay Paris Down in the Loire Valley She got sho drunk she couldn't see Stumblin' through a metro station In a mood for conversation Fortune teller read her palm Told her that her time was gone She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit She used to model as a child With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter Enfant terrible creation Of a sockless adman's mind Played her first recital at the tender age of nine Strains of Clare de Lune Mater sipping wine Pater in the garden gazing At those ponies grazing The spoils of a lonely child She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome Once just a jet-trash kid Down at Les Halles Her frequent trips to Nice In Monaco she was always welcome She was embraced by all society Along the way she lost her charms Now the play has passed her by |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
I was staring at myself in the mirrored sunglasses
Set on six foot five of Texas Ranger He hollered turn down your radio son I stuttered officer wha-what have I done? You were doing better than a hundred and one Why ya driving like the devil's on your tail? I started pleading my case and getting no sympathy I said I'm in the Feat... I'm travelin' from town to town Don't you know my face I'm on the radio most all the time And I didn't realize I had the hammer down So please don't haul me off to jail When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time The ranger laughed and said as he looked me in the eye Son those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes I was on my way to Puerto Rico on a 24 city run They promised me the world that's what I got 'Cause Texas is a world all of its own It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn He said didn't you hear my siren whine I been chasing you since the Jim Hogg County line I was thinking real hard about tenderin' my notice But the bills came in and piled up to my chin Paul called and said we're on our way to Rhome This tour's gonna save your happy home Now we're going to: London, Liverpool, Italy, Paris, Egypt, Dublin, Frisco, Waco, Athens, Gouldbusk, Troy, and Miami, Moody, Beaumont, Edinburgh, Lubbock Pecos, Deadwood, Fife, del Rio, Houston, Austin, all around Dallas Texas is a world all of its own 'N if you let me off this time From now on I'll keep in mind That those Feat'll steer you wrong sometimes When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time But the ranger said to me as he handed me the fine Son those Feat done steered ya wrong this time Those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Well she's the kind of girl that you dream about Got the big blue eyes that'll knock you out Got a hand on your wallet, and a smil on her face And a heavenly voice, that says let's go to my place Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's about as hot as a smokin' gun A Saturday night special, she packin' plenty of fun She got me sweatin' bullets on a cold Winter night I got one in the chamber with the safety off You know I feel all right Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's a hard workin' girl, spends her days on her feet She got the pulse of the office, never skips a beat But don't you know it's a shame, yeah it ain't fair She works twice as hard as the boys upstairs She put in more hours for half the wage Ain't no wonder this girl's in a rage Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
Matthew stood by the wall and watched his love below Her pale hair came in golden rings down below her shoulders As she waved and slowly turned around To find the path that led her to the ancient gate was closed She said Matthew why won't you tell me what it is you see Your smile so wide this figured grin You look as if, you look as if you're looking right through me Why won't you tell me how it is you see Through the darness all around me No amulets or chains will work to keep the demons from Or hide the night filled eyes from the brides of Jesus The brides of Jesus The brides of Jesus Keep them over me Keep them over me, can't you see On tender-hooks and to be pleasure bent His voice it scratched the air May bring you so much sorrow That you may be entertaining angels unawares |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
I don't even know what I did wrong But her old man said if I didn't get out of town I might not live too long And I can still see her mother with her hair up in rolls As she cast a telling glance at that young girl's red hot eyes Sometimes I think I could lose All my troubles but here I stand They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey Watching their faces passing me by And I've been holding out my hand Waiting for love to come at my command But the glow from around my head is gone And if I don't get a ride real soon I might be dead in the ground Sometimes I think I could lose All my troubles but here I stand They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey Watching their faces passing me by There's no need to follow Look into the eyes of this wandering stranger I won't rob or steal your money So don't let the wind through the crack in your door Don't let the wind through the crack in your door |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
Crazy Captain Gunboat Willie Growled out his commands And all the able seamen Clicked their heels and swore They would protect the noble ship In peace-time and in war And they danced a jig until the dawn Sang a loyal sailors song Drank a pot of steaming rum Did all the things that loyal sailors do Captain Bill expressed great glee All the things that he had planned Were made to go his way All the fares he had collected and salted away Made his lips turn in a smile Just then Luke the rat from down below Called to Gunboat Bill He said Listen to those madmen wail They've been at sea for ninety days Without the sight of land No it doesn't look so good to me No it doesn't look so good at all The captain pondered what the rat had said Until he could think of nothing more Then he threw his crew into the foaming sea At least a thousand miles from shore And he danced a jig until the dawn Sang a loyal captain's song Drank a pot of steaming rum Did all the things that loyal captains do The rat looked hard at Gunboat Bill And he said in a serious style As he leapt into the water Don't believe, no don't believe Don't believe everything that you hear |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
Square knees was asking for a reason
How can I go sleeping in a car I got red hot tires my tires are smokin' I'm so broke I don't wanna stop My gears are crying My gears are crying I got the ha hamburger ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger midnight blues Got a grease mother she's a holder finder Keeper of the scooter gas You gotta lift your tail and seal you fate Snort the crank your old man stashed And ride a tin can Ride a tin can street machine Square knees was asking for a reason How can I go sleeping in a car I got red hot tires my tires are smokin' I'm so broke I don't wanna stop My gears are crying My gears are crying I got the ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger I got the ha hamburger midnight blues |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
I've been the one who has been frightened And almost borne away By the very thoughts that I feared yesterday And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes How can I cry about something from someone that I won't see Oh my friends all say she had her chance Let's go shoot some pool You know a fool is just a fool And I've tried everything that whiskey cures But the pain endures And now I'm feeling that pain I put my pride in my pocket That's how I'll spend my loneliest days And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes Don't know what to do Hold the lamp above the rafters These smoke-filled rooms will not replace her I've been the one who has been frightened And almost borne away By the very thoughts that I feared yesterday And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
Someone looking out for me You can step right up and show yourself if you will It seems like I've been hiding from my friends too long You can take over for a while I need the rest A chance to laugh it off I ain't made sense in so long I almost quit trying This can't be the way it's supposed to work I've tried by myself and now I want to try it out with you You may not believe I need it I haven't shown it in the past It took me a while to get above myself I barely made the test you're out there and I feel you So come on out of hiding Someone looking out for me You can step right up and show yourself if you will It seems like I've been hiding from my friends too long You can take over for a while I need the rest A chance to laugh it off I ain't made sense in so long I almost quit trying |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
Ripped off and run out of town Had my guitar burned when I was clownin' Haven't slept in a bed for a week And my shoes feel like they're part of my feet Let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Knocked on my friend's door in moody texas And asked if he had a place for me His hair was cut off and he was wearing a suit And he said not in my house, not in my house You look like you're part of a conspiracy Now I'm six hours out on strawberry flats Trying to get to Waco 'fore it freezes over They're stopping every one who looks too wierd At the ghoul bust Texas road block Oh let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Got a ride on a highway king Made the cross road by nine fifteen If I don't find a place to crash Well I might as well cash it all in If I was a no 'count gambler or a Texas fool Or a millionaire with a suit and real short hair Or do you even care |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
I'm just takin' my time so please don't rush me I gotta sort out some things I didn't know existed I've been here before I know where the traps lie I can only take what's there 'cause the rest doesn't matter I'm tired of talk so please don't rush me You know I want the same things that you do You're wastin' your time the way you come on to me Slow down your rhymes and try to reason You can't make things move any faster By second-wishing them to death You seem to be living on a level that's decent enough You got what you wanted so why do you tell me I'm on the wrong track I'm doing the best I can do Why try to out-guess a situation That I know you're not even fully aware of I want you to know that if it keeps on this way I can't keep on letting you bring me down |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
His tail-lights flickered as he pulled up to the truck stop The same old crowd was hanging out again tonite He said fill up my tank while I go check my load It feels like it's shifting all around He was the kind of man Do all he could Above all he had integrity But he was so young And on a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl As he went inside hew was merrily greeted By the girl with who he was in love She held out a glass and said have another This is the last time we can meet With her hair piled up high and a look in her eye That would turn any good man's blood to wine All his eyes could see, all his eyes could see Was the stares from all those around him He ran out to the lot and climbed into his rig And drove off without tightening down It was a terrible thing To see what remained of the rig that poor danny was in But he was so young On a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl But he was so young On a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat (1989)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Come home last night wishin I could unwind Turned on the news ya know it blew my mind Current affairs got me in a spin People everywhere doin' each other in Fussin' and fightin' from dusk till dawn Lyin', stealin, wheelin', dealin', it just keeps rollin' on Nothin but bad news and it's wearin' kind of thin With every news situation sems to be a no win It's just business as usual It's just business as usual Send in the funds, keep the faith alive Without your checks how can we survive We got cars in the yard, bills to pay Crosses to bear, we got souls to save Each and every day, people sittin' round, a Sunday go to meetin' town T.V. prophets bringing on a judgement day The rectory's wrecked, the preacher's funds are goin' slowin' down Elders eyes see their good life slippin' away It's just business as usual It's just business as usual If it rings of truth throw it out the window If you need any proof, it's any way the wind blows If you're askin' me, I'll tell you that I don't know And so it goes, so it goes And it'all goin' down, on the outskirts of town I saw it on the radio, in the heart of the village It's rape, plunder, and pillage I got it off the press, so it must be so It must be so It's just business as usual It's just business as usual It's just business as usual It's just business as usual |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze Fingers that fly on accordion keys You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spice Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights She sings and she plays at the parish hall dance Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans If you pole up the bayou St. John The way twin fiddles play And she squeezes her box until dawn All night they carry on Tell long leg Lucille I must send my regrets It's nothin' she's done, it's just someone I met With innocent heart, true talent so rare She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans If you pole up the bayou St. John The way twin fiddles play And she squeezes her box until dawn All night they carry on |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
There's a feelin' in the sky tonight Tough as nails and I feel the cold wind start to bite Folks I meet seem so cold Blown like leaves their faces hard and set in stone I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go Plant my feet on foreign soil No return I crossed that mil some time ago Cast my eyes on streets that shine Reflect my image and I know I'm livin' on borrowed time I'd sure like to feel Dreams I chased so long ago Weren't wasted miles on empty roads I'd just like to believe All these desperate cries I hear Are falling on a sympathetic ear In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck A song I've heard since I was young Sounds so sweet on this lonely street, makes me cry Askin' myself why oh why I'm such a fool to listen to this deadly kind of lullaby I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Hey old friend, it's been such a long time Since I saw your smilin' face pressed against my window pane Though it's the middle of the night And we were racin' the light of the mornin' All those new thoughts dawnin' About the wrong and the right We spent our money so fine The girls were standing in line Every other night Was always the same Paradise without any shame We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Jaunita she's a little bit older now Spotcheck Billy looks just the same Three card monte on the boulevard With mirrors on his shoes And I just have to laugh When I recall the time down in New Orleans Don't ya know Rained us out of an indoor show We spent our money so fine The girls were standin' in line Down in the quarters at lucky Pierre's A time of our life without any cares We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Yes old friend we had some times And later on the moon declined To shine its light so benevolently It's grace withheld from our company and though we went our own ways We couldn't escape from where we came So we find ourselves back at the table again Tellin' stories of survivors and friends We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Last night I sat my baby right down And said the talk's all round the town You're cheatin' while I work all day I guess that feelin's finally gone And I got so tired of spendin' my nights alone So I packed my bags and I'm goin' away But I sure would hate to lose your lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Well I swore I wouldn't sit and cry 'Cause my baby left me both high and dry Wouldn't sit and pine gonna move on down the line Well I knew just what I had to do Had to find me some love that's new 'Cause lovin's so easy to find But I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now But I think it's gonna be all right 'Cause I found a little girl last night And she said you better just move on in 'Cause I got my rent paid through next week and I'll be out tonight But don't ya know I'll do my best to be back by ten I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Don't you know Honey I hate to lose you now Tryin to tell you Honey I hate to lose you now |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Rollin' down highway 95 Sailin' through her hometown countryside Move on over stand astride My cruise control's in overdrive Need to take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Might be doin' more thahn fifty-five When I sit my baby right down by my side Where the rubber hit the road This rig don't dig no overload Come on, and let my baby ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Now I know just how heaven feels When she reach beneath my big old steerin' wheel Dyna flow, power glide Bored and stroked, I'm satisfied When I take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Lookin' out on the evening light You see the lightnin' and the thunder rollin' in As you strain to keep that setting sun in sight Ya start to get that Summer feelin' back again of a time lost in illusion not afraid to cross that line You don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say You say you're searchin' for some common ground The golden thread that keeps us all together And you wish these troubled times would turn around Bring back just a little warmer weather to your life To shine through the sorrow And not fade out with the morning light But you don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say You say you're lookin' to leave the danger zone Lookin to leave off all this pain and sorrow And you hate so much to live your life alone But with half a chance you'd say good-bye tomorrow To be free From all this confusion And hav it like it used to be Soft as a Summer day Warm as a gentle breeze Rollin' out across the sea But you don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Baby what's wrong with you Have to tell ya it seemed like we were through And your memory's almost gone Met this girl in New York City That took the night train all the way from Buffalo Just to see the midnight show And every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer That's where I stumble every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you I don't mind the lonely days so much Can't take those long nights dreamin' bout your tender touch Lyin' awake waitin' for the phone to ring Got to my courage up And find a way that I can cut you loose But it don't seem to be no use Got to tell ya every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer It get me every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you Seem like every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer And don't it get me every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
I see you lookin' 'round searchin' for some good times girl Ain't no doubt about it, nothin' sweeter in this world forget the ringin' on your party line I'll be there in person and I'll be right on time Give me just one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get you back up off the ground I see you cryin' and I don't know why The way you look you should be flyin' high In that one clear moment Overheard you talkin' 'bout your lover walkin' out the door It's just the same sad story, you know we've heard it all before We've all been kicked we've all been pushed around I'll claim your heart back from the lost and found Give me just one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get your feet back up off the ground I hear you callin' for some sympathy I got the answer that can set you free In that one clear moment You're wonderin' how I'll make your grey skies blue I see the doubt in your eyes, but what I say is true Ah gimme that one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get you back up off the ground I hear you callin' for some sympathy I got the answer that will set you free In that one clear moment |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Standing by the ocean watch it tear away the shore Glide out upon the desert, the horizon is the door And though your voice is shouting above the wind it can't be heard Drop all sense of reason, it's there you'll find your worth And though you are srrounded, feeling quite alone There's a light to guide you home If you stand with your face to the wind off the water At the point of lands end where the ocean begins Look to the memory of the ones gone before The light and meaning of the voices on the wind Searching for safe passage as you knock on every door You still can hear the howling of the mongrel dogs of war You call our for some comfort seeking shelter from the night A raging rain's upon you feeling tired of the fight And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone There's a light to guide you home If you stand with your face to the wind off the water At the point of lands end where the ocean begins Look to the memory of the ones gone before The light and meaning of the voices on the wind Thier words carry over water, and fall back down to earth What follows is the silence as you contemplate their worth A vision comes before you, but the meaning's still unclear Standing at the threshold as you watch it disappear And though you are surrounded, feeling quite alone There's a light to guide you home If you stand with your face to the wind off the water At the point of lands end where the ocean begins Look to the memory of the ones gone before The light and meaning of the voices on the wind |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
You can say what you want People runnin', talkin', it's all going on up and down the street Young girls selling their wares, no cares Ah, history's left its mark, aha Old folks that were able Now can table it at their own expense They wouldn't miss it, they don't care if it's day or night Oh the city she makes Sometimes your soul to feel floating just like a leaf in the wind Street is stream so it carries you past your present schemes 'til there is no end Left right in the alley No one catches you but the gentle wind There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through So you do what you want And pretend again that it's time to roam 'cause you can't go home Maybe you'll find your way today, But while you're at it you'll have some fun And through tears of laughter You know it's nothing until you find someone You wouldn't miss it You don't care if it's day or night |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Hey Lordy... (join the band, be good rascal...)
Hey join the band, be good rascal and join the band Hey Lordy... Join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah, hah Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah Hey Lordy join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Hey join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Off our rockers, actin' crazy With the right medication we won't be lazy Doin' the old folks boogie Down on the farm Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms Gives us jus' one more chance To spin one more yarn And you know that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Doin' the old folks boogie And boogie we will 'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill Back at the home, No time is your own, Facillities there, they're all out on loan The bank forclose, and your bankruptcy shows And your credit creeps to an all-time low So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle, And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Buffalo'd in buffalo Entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, You gotta choose one Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't want your money Don't want your time Please don't hype me honey Or I'll give you back your dime Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't dig potato chips A can't dig torts Tripe my guacamole, baby Tripe my shorts Hype boogie Tripe boogie Hype boogie All night Long You bring your guitar and I'll bring the wine We'll blow out our speakers, just one more time Tripe face boogie -- Look Out! Give tripe face his way Look Out! Give tripe face his day Look Out! Give tripe face his way |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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