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Someday I'm going to smack your face
Someday I'm going to smack your face Somebody's going to call your bluff Somebody's going to treat you rough Sometimes there is only one way out I've got to fight Sometimes I get to feel so mean Sometimes I get to feel so mean Sometimes you look like you're too clean Sometimes I see the in-between Sometimes only one way I've got to fight You're way past your station Beat you honey till you drop You're way past your station It's useless asking you to stop I got morbid fascination Beat you honey till you drop Sometimes you're going to get some stick Sometimes you're going to get some stick Somebody's standing in our way Somebody's gonna have to pay Sometimes there is only one way I've got to fight |
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| 2. |
| 3:17 |
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Your streets were paved with love
Your skies were blue Goodbye Toulouse I walked your streets in fear I washed your streets with tears Toulouse Goodbye Toulouse Your cafes tell the tale Of saddened millionaires Toulouse A million dreams I've had A million lies I've told Toulouse Goodbye Toulouse Paula looked down on me From her high balcony Toulouse I will return some day So you can hear me say Farewell Goodbye Toulouse Goodbye Toulouse Goodbye Toulouse |
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| 3. |
| 2:32 |
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Little lady
With Dingwall's bullshit You're so stupid Foetid brainwaves Little lady What really happens When you see mirrors You get the shivers Ah! Making love to The Mersey Tunnel With a sausage, have you ever been to Liverpool? Please don't talk much It burns my ears Tonight you've talked for a thousand years Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Plastic's real when you're real sick Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about Oh London Lady Why did you lay me? Your head is crowded With the names you've hounded The lines around your Eyes they show me You realize the party's over London Lady Party's over London Lady Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HUGH CORNWELL, DAVID GREENFIELD, BRIAN DUFFY, JEAN JACQUES BURNEL <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 4:37 |
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She's gone and left me
I don't know why That girl she's crazy She made me cry She's gone and left me I don't know why Yeah she's the queen of the street What a piece of meat She's real good looking She makes me sigh Blue jeans and leather Her heels are high She's real good looking she makes me sigh Yeah, she's the queen of the street What a special treat She's no lady She'll stab you in the back She's no lady She's princess of the pack With words of fire She'll make you small With eyes that smile She'll make you tall With words of fire She'll make you small But you would rather wait a year till she gave you a call She's gone and left me I don't know why That girl she's crazy She made me cry She's gone and left me I don't know why But she's queen of the streets what a piece of meat She's no lady She'll stab you in the back She's no lady She's princess of the pack |
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| 4:27 |
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Big girl in the red dress
She's just trying to impress us And she's got the barley fever But she doesn't make a sound She's just hanging around She's just hanging around Down the court road early With the Hustlers big and burly There's a million of 'em selling And the buyers can be found They're just hanging around They're just hanging around [CHORUS:] Christ he told his mother Christ he told her not to bother Cos he's alright in the city Cos he's high above the ground He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around (hanging around) One of 'em comes over Got a monkey on his shoulder And the monkey's getting grinner But his eyes are on the ground He's just hanging around He's just hanging around I'm moving to a coleheme With the leather all around me And the sweat is getting steamy But their eyes are on the ground They're just hanging around They're just hanging around [CHORUS 2x] He's just hanging around (hanging around) He's just hanging around |
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| 4:07 |
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Strolling along minding my own business
Well there goes a girl and a half She's got me going up and down She's got me going up and down Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Well I got the notion girl that you got some suntan lotion in that bottle of yours Spread it all over my peelin' skin baby That feels real good All this skirt lappin' up the sun Lap me up Why don't you come on and Lap me up Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Well there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes I'd better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit Cause you and me woman We got a lotta things on our minds (you know what I mean) Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Will you just take a look over there (where?) There Is she tryin' to get outta that clitares? Liberation for women That's what I preach Preacher man Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches Oh shit! There goes the charabang Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer Well what a bummer I can think of a lot worse places to be Like down in the streets Or down in the sewer Or even on the end of a skewer |
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| 4:02 | 
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| 8. |
| 4:07 |
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I could have read
A poem called Ozymandias To her instead I lived for the moment It was a futile Gesture anyway I was here And she was here And being broad Of mind and hips We did the only Thing possible I guess I shouldn't have strangled her to death But I had to go to work and she had laced my coffee with acid Normally I wouldn't have minded But I'm allergic to sulphuric acid Besides she had acne And if you've got acne well I apologise for disliking it instensely. But it's understandble that ugly people have got complexes I mean it seems to me that ugly people don't have a chance It's only the children or the fucking wealthy who tend to be good looking An ugly fart Attracks a good looking Chick, if he's got money An ugly fart Attracks a good looking Chick if he's got money An ugly fart Attracks a good looking Chick If he's got money It's different for Jews somehow I'd like to see A passionate Film between The two ugliest People in the world. When I say ugly I don't mean rough looking I mean hideous Don't tell me that Aesthetics are Subjective, you Just know the truth When you see it Whatever it is Muscle Power, muscle Power, muscle Power, muscle Power |
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| 7:53 |
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| 1. |
| 3:14 |
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Come on little baby let me take you out of your mind
Little choosey Susie, there's no reason to fall behind You and me, we're gonna be free We're gonna make love until we're weak Yeah, believe you me, choosey Susie There's an awful lot of stars but there are more that we don't see Little choosey Susie help me find eternity You and me, we're gonna be free We're gonna make love until you bleed Yeah, take it from me Hugh... You go away when the night is young If only you could stay then we could have some fun Stay out all night long Come on little baby let me take you out of your mind Little choosey Susie, there's no reason to fall behind You and me, we're gonna be free We're gonna make love until we're weak Yeah, believe you me, choosey Susie You better believe me now or forever hold your peace After this there's no turning back Do you remember what happened to Lot's wife? You do? |
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| 2. |
| 3:58 |
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Boogie woogie
The boys and the girls are all dancing around Dancing all night to the crazy sound It's the newest thing to hit this land The boys and the girls are all holding hands I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go I'm with my friend Bob having a good time I've got me some speed and I'm doing fine But Bob is not dancing no sir-ee He's got a likely eye on a little lady I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go What I say? I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go Yeah boogie now Dave... Elbow rooming his way around the floor (oh) You can see him he's sitting by the door (oh) All the chickies they wanna see him dance some more (ONE TWO THREE FOUR) Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go I see we're changing partners, but that's not for me I notice Bob isn't joining the party He's standing on the outside, looking in Wishing that little chickie was with him I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go The party is over and we're all going home I can't find Bob so I'm leaving alone But wait a minute, who is that, I can see? None other than Bob with that girl on his knee I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go Tell me now I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go Boogie Yeah I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go What I said? I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go One more time I said Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy Go Buddy, Go Go Go |
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| 3:42 |
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The day is sticky yellow
The night was so untight The cows go moo moo moo Is everything alright? Baby digit at my face Who's the man with the smile, mum? Do you like it like that? I'm just a peasant in the Big Shitty I'm going real slow But if the light ain't real Then there can't be a hole Not even some red Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not You're not real, oh no, you're not There be a strange garlic here The room is full of fear With empty wavelength touch It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush It's coming in a rush Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? Do you like it like that? I'm just a peasant in the big shitty |
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