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from The Dead Weather - Treat Me Like Your Mother (Digital Audio Bundle) (2009)
Don't act like you can't act
I know what you think you're doing You better learn to shake hands And treat me like your mother Don't act like you can't act Stand up like a man You better learn to shake hands And treat me like your mother You came up to late You came up to late now You came up to late To do a thing Come on look me in the eye You wanna try to tell a lie? I bet you can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother Look me in the eye now! You wanna try to tell a lie? You can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother You came up to late You came up to late now You came up to late Play dumb Play dead Play straight Who's got it figured out? Play dumb Play dead Play straight Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try to manipulate Yeah! M-a-n-i-p-u-latex4 Am I to Am I late? Am Ix4 Am I too late? Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Got it figured out Who's got it figured out? Play straight Stand up like a man You better learn to shake hands You better look me in the eye now Treat me like your mother Come on look me in the eye You wanna try to tell a lie? You can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother Play dumb Play dead Try to manipulate You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Got it figured out? Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try and manipulate Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try to manipulate You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie Who's got it figured out? Play straight |
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from The Dead Weather - Treat Me Like Your Mother (Digital Audio Bundle) (2009)
One more coffee
One more cigarette One more morning trying to forget If I had the chance I wouldn't like to bet Your game is something yet It's a shame Ain't natural for you Baby, It's a sin You know you just can't win When you are in You used to ride on buses Take a tube to Camden town Now you go by aeroplane Don't let nothing bring you down It's a shame Ain't natural for you Baby, it's a sin Don't you know you just can't win When you are in Now the road is dark and lonely But you got a pearl light mode You're up in Park Lane now And i'm somewhere around In Tottenham Court road It's a shame Ain't natural for you Baby, it's a sin No, you just can't win No, you just can't win When you are in |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
You're so cruel and shameless, but I can't leave you be. You're so cold and dangerous Can't leave you be. You've got the kind of lovin' I need constantly. Hooked up to my motor all day long. We got down to Texas,up to Montreal. Two eyes none the wiser in the deep. Oh and the water gets hotter, both hands in the deep. You got my attention, oh you got it all! I could take the trouble, Cause I'm 60 feet tall! I know it ain't easy. I must track you people well. Boy, you come growing like a bat out of hell. You drive me so reckless, you'll kill us both! I could take the trouble! I take you ALL! I could take the trouble, Cause I'm 60 feet tall! You're so cruel and shameless, but I can not leave you be. So cold and dangerous, but I can't leave you be. You've got the kind of lovin' I need constantly. I could take the trouble! Cause I'm 60 feet tall! |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
[Repeat x2]
I build a house For your bones I build a house I build a home [Repeat x2] I wrote a song Go on and listen That's all you'll hear When I go missing I always get, I always get, The things I want I make a nest For your hair I lay you down I lay you there I build a ship I sink or sail Every tooth And every nail I always get, the things I want I always get, the things I want I always get, the things I want I always get, the things I want [Repeat x2] I put your heart In a vault That's how I get The things I want [Repeat x2] I lay a road For your mind So your mind can Go, go, go, go I always get the things I want I always get the things I want I always get the things I want I always get the things I want I build a house I build a home I build a house For your bones I build a house For your bones I build a house I build a home |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
I never knew how to treat you
You think I love you but it ain't the truth I'm walking away now, one step forward, back two I like to grab you by the hair and hang you up from the heavens I don't know how to let you go or if I should keep you I don't know how to let you know, hey! I really didn't have a reason I like to grab you by the hair and drag you to the devil I never know why I push you, just to, just to confuse you I make my holes just to see now See through, see how to hurt you I like to grab you by the hair and hang you up from the heavens I like to grab you by the hair and sell you off to the devil I never know what mood to be Be mine, be kind but be cruel to me I'm walking away now, one step forward and back three I never know what I'm going to do I think I'm leaving but it ain't true I've got a lot I can could do to you, hey! Nothing you can do to stop it I want to grab you by the hair I want to grab you by the hair I want to grab you by the hair And hang you up from the heavens |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
You know I look like a woman, but I
Cut like a buffalo Stand up like a tower But I fall Just like a domino You can hit me if you want to Do whatever makes you happy But don't take it easy on me 'Cause I don't know how to take it You're a prick with a pin woman Wake me up when it's broke But only if it's broken You know I treat you like a joke but you Can't tell when I'm joking You cut a record on my throat But the record's not broken Is that you choking? Is that you choking? Is that you choking? Or are you just joking? You know I look like a woman but I Cut like a buffalo Wake me up when it's broke Just like a woman You cut a record on my throat then you Break me wide open You're a pick with a pin woman Push it into my skin girl I'm a prick when I sin and I Know I can't win You know I look like a woman and I Cut like a buffalo |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
How much longer? How much longer? I had a pony, her name was Lucifer How much, how much, how much longer? She broke her leg and needed shooting I swear it hurt me more than it hurt her Sometimes I wonder what's going on with Miss X How much longer? How much longer? Sometimes I wonder what's going on with Miss X How much, how much, how much longer? She's got such a sweet disposition I never know what the girl's gonna do to me next How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? (Everybody say you're usin' voodoo) How much, how much? (Your feet walk by themselves) How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? (Everybody say you're usin' voodoo) How much, how much? (I seen your feet walk by themselves) How much, how much, how much longer? Oh baby, that God you are prayin' to Is gonna give you back what you wishin' to someone else Come over here pony, I wanna climb up one time on you Come over here pony, I wanna climb up one time on you Come over here pony, I wanna climb up one time on you Oh, you're so nasty and you're so bad, I say I love you and I do How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? How much, how much? |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
I'm looking for a place to go
Where the sun goes down And stays down I'm looking for a place to go Where I can lay low Die slow My baby, she's uptight Her face frozen in daylight My darlin' she's a drifter Nothing out there seems to fit her I'm looking for a no hassle night I've become her and it hurts my mouth I'm looking for a no hassle night I've become her and it hurts my mind I'm looking for a no hassle night My baby, she's a burglar Nothing I know can deter her I'm looking for a place to go Were the sun goes down I can lay low |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
I drank some dirty water
Shook evil hands I've done some bad things And they get easier to do Then I wrote a nasty letter And I sent it to the Lord I said don't you dare come And bother me no more I had a good friend I could only destroy And lovers I loved less Than anybody could afford Yes but this old rocking horse Just nods his head And he's gonna rock back and forth The way that he always did Baby don't you bother Tasting the water And baby don't you bother Coming closer to me Can you see my eyes? They're half the size And I'm not able To look at you |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole
You're so far from your weapon And the place you were born There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole You're so far from your weapon And you want to go home I try to give you whiskey But it never do work Suddenly, you're beggin me To do so much worse I knew it from the get go The bullet was cursed Ever since I had you Every little thing hurts You wanna get up? Let go? I say no You dream of seeing fire in them hills But you better wipe that smile from your lips Which of us will be the one to go? He who hits the road's the one who lives |
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from The Dead Weather - Horehound (2009)
Don't act like you can't act
I know what you think you're doing You better learn to shake hands And treat me like your mother Don't act like you can't act Stand up like a man You better learn to shake hands And treat me like your mother You came up to late You came up to late now You came up to late To do a thing Come on look me in the eye You wanna try to tell a lie? I bet you can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother Look me in the eye now! You wanna try to tell a lie? You can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother You came up to late You came up to late now You came up to late Play dumb Play dead Play straight Who's got it figured out? Play dumb Play dead Play straight Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try to manipulate Yeah! M-a-n-i-p-u-latex4 Am I to Am I late? Am Ix4 Am I too late? Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Got it figured out Who's got it figured out? Play straight Stand up like a man You better learn to shake hands You better look me in the eye now Treat me like your mother Come on look me in the eye You wanna try to tell a lie? You can't, you know why? I'm dressed like your mother Play dumb Play dead Try to manipulate You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Got it figured out? Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try and manipulate Who's got it figured out? Left right left right Who's got it figured out? Play straight Try to manipulate You blink when you breathe And you breathe when you lie You blink when you lie Who's got it figured out? Play straight |
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from The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldier [single] (2006)
I'm pulling down questions from
the shelf I'm asking forgiveness I ain't asking nobody but myself, and I want you to know this And I want you to know this You're rifling through a box of toys that were handed down to me Just take out the ones you brought, and then give the rest to my family I'm gonna go back to school today, but I'm dropping myself off I'm throwing the childhood seat away, I'm through ripping myself off I'm done ripping myself off I'm child then man and child again, the toy broken boy soldier I'm child then man then child again, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older Never gets older, the boy broken toy soldier The boy the boy |
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from The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldier [single] (2006)
I'm pulling down questions from
the shelf I'm asking forgiveness I ain't asking nobody but myself, and I want you to know this And I want you to know this You're rifling through a box of toys that were handed down to me Just take out the ones you brought, and then give the rest to my family I'm gonna go back to school today, but I'm dropping myself off I'm throwing the childhood seat away, I'm through ripping myself off I'm done ripping myself off I'm child then man and child again, the toy broken boy soldier I'm child then man then child again, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older Never gets older, the boy broken toy soldier The boy the boy |
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from The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldiers (2006)
I'm pulling down questions from
the shelf I'm asking forgiveness I ain't asking nobody but myself, and I want you to know this And I want you to know this You're rifling through a box of toys that were handed down to me Just take out the ones you brought, and then give the rest to my family I'm gonna go back to school today, but I'm dropping myself off I'm throwing the childhood seat away, I'm through ripping myself off I'm done ripping myself off I'm child then man and child again, the toy broken boy soldier I'm child then man then child again, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older The boy never gets older, the boy never gets older Never gets older, the boy broken toy soldier The boy the boy |
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from The Raconteurs - Broken Boy Soldiers (2006)
Find yourself a girl, and settle down
Live a simple life in a quiet town Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) So steady as she goes Your friends have shown a kink in the single life You've had too much to think, now you need a wife Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) So steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Well here we go again, you've found yourself a friend, that knows you well But no matter what you do, you'll always feel as though you tripped and fell So steady as she goes When you have completed what you thought you had to do And your blood's depleted to the point of stable glue Then you'll get along Then you'll get along Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) So steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Well here we go again, you've found yourself a friend that knows you well But no matter what you do, it always feels as though you tripped and fell So steady as she goes Steady as she goes Settle for a girl neither up or down Sell it to the crowd that's gathered round Settle for a girl neither up or down Sell it to the crowd that's gathered round So steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Steady as she goes (steady as she goes) So steady as she goes (steady as she goes) Steady as she goes Are you steady now? Steady as she goes Are you steady now? Steady as she goes Are you steady now? Steady as she goes Are you steady now? Steady as she goes 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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