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Shattered, shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams Are still surviving on the street Look at me -- I'm in tatters! I'm a shattered. Shattered Friends are so alarming And my lover's never charming Life's just a cocktail party - on the street Big Apple People dressed in plastic bags Directing traffic - Some kind of fashion Shattered Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex Look at me - I'm in tatters I 'm a shattered Shattered All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can't give it away on 7th Avenue This town's been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered) Work and work for love and sex Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter? I'm shattered. Shattered. Ahhh, look at me - I'm a shattered I'm a shattered Look at me- I'm a shattered, yeah Pride and joy and greed and sex That's what makes our town the best Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street and look at me - i'm in tatters, yeah I've been battered, what does it matter does it matter, uh-huh does it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shattered Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up, To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough! You got rats on the west side bed bugs uptown What a mess this town's in tatters I've been shattered My brain's been battered - splattered - all over Manhatten Uh-huh, This town's full of money grabbers Go ahead- Bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots, huh Shadoobie, My brain's been battered My friends they come around they Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter Pile it up, pile it high on the platter. |
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| 4:06 | 
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| 3:30 |
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Sittin` here, eatin` my heart out waitin`
waitin` for some lover to call dialed about a thousand numbers lately almost rang the phone off the wall Lookin` for some hot stuff baby this evenin` I need some hot stuff baby tonight I want some hot stuff baby this evenin` gotta have some hot stuff gotta have some lovin` tonight I need hot stuff I want some hot stuff I need hot stuff Lookin` for a lover who needs another don`t want another night on my own wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover wanna bring a wild man back home Gotta have some hot love baby this evenin` I need some hot stuff baby tonight I want some hot stuff baby this evenin` gotta have some lovin` got to have a love tonight I need hot stuff hot love lookin` for hot love Hot, hot, hot, hot stuff hot, hot, hot hot, hot, hot, hot stuff hot, hot, hot How`s that hot stuff baby this evenin` I need some hot stuff baby tonight lookin` for my hot stuff baby this evenin` I need hot stuff baby tonight yes, yes, I want some hot stuff baby this evenin` I want some hot stuff baby tonight yes, yes, yes now hot stuff baby this evenin` I want some hot stuff baby this tonight gotta have some hot stuff |
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Yes, star crossed in pleasure, the stream flows on by
Yes, as we're sated in leisure, we watch it fly And time waits for no one, and it won't for me And time waits for no one, and it won't for me Time can tear down a building or destroy a woman's face Hours are like diamonds, don't let them waste Time waits for no one, no favours has he Time waits for no one, and he won't wait for me Men, they build towers to their passing yes, to their fame everlasting Here he comes chopping and reaping, hear him laugh at their cheating And time waits for no man, and it won't wait for me Yes, time waits for no one, and it won't wait for me Drink in your summer, gather your corn The dreams of the night time will have vanished by dawn And time waits for no one, and it won't wait for me And time waits for no one, and it won't wait for me No no no, not for me... |
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| 4:06 |
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Fool To Cry
by Rolling Stones When I come home baby And I've been working all night long I put my daughter on my knee, and she say "Daddy what's wrong?" I put my head on her shoulder She whispers in my ear so sweet You know what she says? "Daddy you're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why." You know, I got a woman And she lives in the poor part of town and I go see her sometimes And we make love, so fine I put my head on her shoulder She says, "Tell me all your troubles." You know what she says? She says "Daddy you're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry and it makes me wonder why." Daddy you're a fool to cry Oh, I love you so much baby Daddy you're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry, yeah She says, "Daddy you're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why." She says, "Daddy you're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry Even my friends say to me sometimes And make out like I don't understand them You know what they say They say, "Daddy you're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why." I'm a fool baby I'm a fool baby I'm a certified fool, now I want to tell ya Gotta tell ya, baby I'm a fool baby I'm a fool baby Certified fool for ya, mama, come on I'm a fool I'm a fool I'm a fool |
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I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it's a hurting All I want is for you to make love to me I'll never be your beast of burden I've walked for miles my feet are hurting All I want is for you to make love to me Am I hard enough Am I rough enough Am I rich enough I'm not too blind to see I'll never be your beast of burden So let's go home and draw the curtains Music on the radio Come on baby make sweet love to me Am I hard enough Am I rough enough Am I rich enough I'm not too blind to see Oh little sister Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl Pretty, pretty Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl Come on baby please, please, please I'll tell ya You can put me out On the street Put me out With no shoes on my feet But, put me out, put me out Put me out of misery Yeah, all your sickness I can suck it up Throw it all at me I can shrug it off There's one thing baby That I don't understand You keep on telling me I ain't your kind of man Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby Ain't I tough enough Ain't I rich enough, in love enough Ooh! Ooh! Please I'll never be your beast of burden I'll never be your beast of burden Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be I don't need no beast of burden I need no fussing I need no nursing Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be |
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