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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 - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
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 - 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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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 - 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 Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
I been warped by the rain
Driven by the snow I'm drunk and dirty, don't ya know And I'm still, oh, I'm still I'm out on the road late at night I see my pretty Alice in every headlight Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Now I've driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine Then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' Now I smuggled some smokes And folks from Mexico Baked by the sun Almost every time I go to Mexico And I'm willin' And 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 willin', oh, I'm willin' 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 then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
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 - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Well she was plantin' her feet on the sidewalk Listenin' for signs of the small talk Waitin', hesitatin', got tired of all that waitin' Decided to walk around - that blonde bull She's been waitin' once again on the home town There ain't enough room this time 'round I gotta chasin' that woman all around town Seems that satisfaction just can't be found 'Cause she's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin - She's gotta wiggle her way up them sidestreets Lookin' for a ride through town Well I've been savin' my money for a week Tryin' to be somethin' real sweet I can't find the one, you know my luck is so dumb She's probably walkin' all over the street She's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin all night She's bare walkin' all time She's been waitin' once again on the home town There ain't enough room this time 'round But the woman's too scared to try and slow down Those bulls will just love to take her down town - downtown She's gotta wiggle her way up them sidestreets Lookin' for a ride through town She's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin all night She's bear walkin all night She's bare walkin' all time |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Maybe there's another place Some other time or space I never have to leave something to believe Maybe love will find a way And this time come to stay Another way to be if love could just find me But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true Every new day brings sunshine and everything I've seen it somewhere before One more reason why I don't let it pass me by Another way to feel With a love that can be real But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true Close my eyes and your love, like a warm rain, Washes over me Maybe there's another place Some other time or space I never have to leave something to believe Maybe love will find a way And this time come to stay Another way to be if love could just find me But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true |
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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 - 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 - 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 - Dixie Chicken (1987)
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 - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
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)
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 (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 - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
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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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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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
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)
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 - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
(Live - Waiting for Columbus)
Well I was buffalo-ed in Buffalo And I was entertained in Houston New York, New York you gotta choose one It's a tripe face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah yeah Well I, I don't want your money And I don't want your time, Please don't jive me Honey And I'll give you, give you back your dime It's a hype face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah I don't dig potato chips And I can't take torts (?) Got to tripe my guacamole baby It's quackers and tripe my sauce It's a hype face boogie Going to boogie my scruples away yeah Hype boogie, hype boogie All night long... (Solos) You bring your guitar I'll bring the wine Gonna tripe my guacamole baby Just a one more time It's a hype face boogie And I say 'lookout'! |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
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)
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 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 - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
Well they say that 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 Seeing ain't always believing Just make sure it's the truth that you're seeing Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceiving I got an uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun And his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishing 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 that time loves a hero But only time will tell If he's real he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he's a mouthpiece from hell Some say my uncle that he's a zero His life as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doing 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 running for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say that 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)
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 - 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)
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 - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection Wait'll the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down Hold your address book above your knees And kissed your soft legs there He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection Wait'll the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down Hold your address book above your knees And kissed your soft legs there He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out |
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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 - 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)
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)
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 - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Picked up on my phone in Houston Everybody answered, everybody answered but they won't say why Then this dancer grabbed me down by the bus stop And she said I'm takin' you with me to the Texas Rose cafe I got a fast car, it's a jaguar, and I'll get you to the plane on time Drinkin' Lone Star, play guitar, we'll have a real good time I said love to be found in Austin, Love to be found in Austin town, I replied that I would try, but you see my time is not my own 'Cause when I was just a big time low ball fool My friend Leroy came to me He said look out your window Does the first man you see look like me? I'm sooooore displeased Since that time I changed my mind About the things I'm up to Yet the things around me stay just the same 'Cause outside my hotel window is a sign that turns from red to green It says chop suey and join the U.S. Marines |
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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 - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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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)
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 - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
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 - Down On The Farm (1987)
It was a mystery, one of a kind No doubt about it Over my shoulder I was lookin' to see Just what was comin', comin' at me One step up, two steps back Right on the money Got me right on the line Straight from her heart Straight into mine Feelin' I'm gettin' Comin' through fine I'm gettin' it Straight from the heart Try to remember, don't you forget don't ever doubt it Up from behind just hiding from view The love of a lifetime my sneak in on you One step up, two steps back Right on the money Clear down the line Straight from the heart Straight to your mind The love that you're gettin' Is comin' through fine You're gettin' it Straight from the heart You're lookin' so puzzled, no need to be Didn't I tell you don't ever doubt me One step up, two steps back What got behind you Well, it got through to me Straight from the heart Straight to your mind The love that you're gettin' Is comin' through fine You're gettin' it Straight from the heart |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
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 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 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 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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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 - The Last Record Album (1988)
Tell me somebody What was it like when you saw your whole life go under? Did you cry? Was there someone there or were you on your own Why can't two people Leave well enough alone Just being here is lonely So why don't you just give me a chance to come into your life Did you hear me when I told you I loved you Forgetting what you might not know Somebody's leavin' tonight Somebody's leavin' tonight So why don't you let me take you down to old mexico Where you can dream, none so sweet as dream I have of holding you Did you hear me when I told you I loved you Forgetting what you might not know I've tried so many ways just to tell you But you left me here jus to hold my own And I know that you been hurting, 'cause I been hurtin' too Somebody's leavin' tonight Somebody's leavin' tonight |
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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 - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race 'Round city to city, town to town Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown And that desperate, no count, desperado A thief of love, my business is the street I be shakin' 'em down In old Colorado Texas she's nice, but Georgia's oh so sweet Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back (skin it back) Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours, early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race 'Round city to city, town to town Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown And that desperate, no count, desperado A thief of love, my business is the street I be shakin' 'em down In old Colorado Texas she's nice, but Georgia's oh so sweet Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back (skin it back) Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours, early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Six feet of snow comin' through my radio It's rainin' in stilettos from here clear down to Mexico My hands they're numb from hangin' on that Steering wheel They're frozen tight, hope the wind Don't blow me off the road tonight Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' in through my windows Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight Sweet New Orleans, that's where my girl She waits for me Hair so long and eyes so green She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' through this boy's window Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight |
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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 - 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 - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
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)
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)
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 - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
There's a lady in a turban, in a cocaine tree
She does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a-singin' and having a time And don't that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' 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 got a line, and you got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes [guitar solo] Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day I ever had He said, have you this misery a very long time? Well if you are ill, ball it on the line You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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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 - The Last Record Album (1988)
Me and you, nothing to do What am I gonna do with you How's the chance You and I go make romance 'Cause that's the kind of rockin' I need takes a pinch and a bite and squeeze And I'm down on my knees Well come on girl take a chance with me A good ol' romance dance for me Well I loved my way through the South one day Runnin' scared all along the way Wandering, looking to hide Decided to head for the Mexico line I had nothing going for me but my shoes When I ran into a girl from Jaurez Didn't care who or from where I came Don't matter where in the world you goin' Comes to lovin' it's all the same All the same And it's so insane But I can't complain What I need to be happy Pretty girl in a lonely town What I got to do to you To get you to do the mess around 'Cause that's the kind of rockin' I need takes a pinch and a bite and squeeze And I'm down on my knees Well come on girl take a chance with me A good ol' romance, no pants dance for me |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Oh I am just a vagabond
A drifter on the run And eloquent profanity It rolls right off my tongue And I have dined in palaces Drunk wine with Kings and Queens But darlin', oh darlin' You're the best thing I've ever seen Won't you roll me easy Oh slow and easy Take my independence With no apprehension,no tension You walki' talkin' dream paradise Sweet pair a' dice Well I been across this country From Denver to the ocean And I never met girls who could sing so sweet Like the angels that live in Houston Singin' "Roll me easy, so slow and easy... Play that Concertina,I'll be your temptress..." And baby I'm defenseless Singin' harmony In unison Sweet harmony Gotta hoist your flag and I'll beat your drum |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
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)
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 - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
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 - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right She had fever all day and chills at night Now things got worse, yes a serious bind At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find A doctor of the heart and a doctor of mind If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice It's just a country town but patients come From Mobile to Moline from miles around Nagodoches to New Orleans In beat-up old cars or in limousines To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing Two degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet) If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat) If you... If you wanna If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right She had fever all day and chills at night Now things got worse, yes a serious bind At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find A doctor of the heart and a doctor of mind If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice It's just a country town but patients come From Mobile to Moline from miles around Nagodoches to New Orleans In beat-up old cars or in limousines To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing Two degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet) If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat) If you... If you wanna If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice |
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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 - 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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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Red streamliner rollin'
rollin' down the track the things you see With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean I hear you every night, is it a dream? Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free Your past keeps comin' back on me To far and near, away from here Where people move a mile a minute This hurricane livin' with you and me in it Long into the night, that whistle offers light Red streamliner rollin' I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride Knowin' that they're your only guide I see them every night, is it a dream? And when the sidewalks roll up at night Just as stations pass by Once the leader of the wild, wild west Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song Now you're cast of steel and cast aside Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died |
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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 - 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 - Down On The Farm (1987)
There's a girl standin' on a corner Watchin' love walk right out her door Thought that love was like a shiny diamond Blinded by the light, she did not see the flaw Now she's lonely, standin' there for hours Wishin' he would change his mind Caught in that paradox of feelings Wonderin' why the hurt when it used to feel so fine Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide You know that there's no reason For you to be alone Just 'cause love's treason Broke, broke you happy home You can't celebrate When all you feel is sufferin' heartache Goin' down to that lonely corner Sidewalk stretchin' out beneath my feet Wish I could walk, walk right up to her And tell her what I know of love What I know, it ain't always so sweet Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
It's been a one man show that I been runnin' On a two way street for love And I see no end to the dead end (dead end) 'Til you come back home I tried everything to keep remembering One good woman, one good man Two shots of happiness in one life span It takes a one good woman The only thing that hurts is the memory Of having once lived by myself And I've tried every kind of woman I said woman, put my love out on the shelf Took everything and left my ears ringing One good woman, one good man Two shots of happiness in one life span It takes one good woman to make a one love stand I feel at home in a foreign land Know what's next when there's nothing planned Talking about love (Talking about love) You know it takes two She took everything and left my ears ringing One good woman - one Two shots of happiness - two It takes one good woman To make a one love stand One good woman |
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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 - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Sunrise
Sunset Since the beginning it hasn't changed yet People fly high begin to lose sight You can't see very clearly when you're in flight It's high time that you found The same people you misuse on your way up You might meet up On your way down Vintage wines from the year '62 It's your thing, it's your thing It pleases you You got to frown when you cross town You think it's an honor just to have you around It's high time that you found The same dudes you misuse on your way up You might meet up On your way down You think the sun rises and sets for you But the same sun rises, sets and shines On the poor folks too I don't mind you turning round I myself would even like a little higher ground It's high time that you found The same people you walk on on your way up You might meet up On your way down |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
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)
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 - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
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)
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)
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)
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 - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
But my real name is just Jesse James
An I left them half-crocked, hard-knocks of black rock county Just to ride on that New Delhi Train Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my love behind Yeah I left my love behind Yeah I'm just a country boy without angels ahhh just a country boy without gold An I been to silver cities load of rainbows Where I pillaged and I killed and I stole Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my life behind Yeah I left my life behind Then I killed a man named smilin Jordan (Jeer-dun) Yeah I killed him with one of my guns And I knew that I had did what I had not ought to But I welcomed the run from what I'd done Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my guns behind Yeah I left my guns behind |
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