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I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Beat up shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man |
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Foggy Notion
She's over by the corner Got her hands by her sides They hit her harder harder harder Till they thought she might die Well I got a foggy notion, do it again Over by the corner, do it again I got my calomine lotion baby, do it again I got a foggy notion, do it again She made me do something that I never did before I rushed right down to a flower store I bought her a boundle a beautiful batch Dont't you know something, she sent 'em right back Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae |
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Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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Now, if she ever comes now, now
if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now Now, if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now, now Oooh, and it looks so good oooh, but she's made out of wood Just look and see Now, if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now Now, if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now, now if she ever comes now, now Oooh, and it looks so good oooh, but she's made out of wood As you can see Oooh, it's made out of wood as you can see now if she ever comes, if she ever comes, now Now, now, now, now if she ever, ever, ever, comes now, n-n-n-now if she ever, ever, ever, comes now, n-n-n-now if she ever comes now, now, now, now if she ever, if she ever, if she ever if she ever comes now, n-n-n-now |
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Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady call me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright 간 주 중 I live with thirteen dead cats A purple who hear spats They're all livin in a hall And I can't stand it anymore I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright 간 주 중 Before being a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady call me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright But if Shelly she would just come back It'll be allright Be allright, be allright.... |
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Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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| 4:36 |
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Here she comes now, now
Gone, gone, gone Ready, ready, ready, ready, ready Got my eyes wide open Ever since I was on cripples Monday Got my eyeballs on my knees, Aww my baby walkin' After hours with Mad Mary Williams Said she never understood a word from me, because... I know that she cares about me I heard her call my name And I know that she's long dead and gone Still she ain't the same When I wake up in the morning mama I heard her call my name I know that she's gone, gone, gone I heard her call my name And then my mind split open... |
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I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue Anything that you might do I'm gonna do too You held up a stagecoach in the rain And I'm doing the same So you're hanging from a tree And I made believe it was me I'm sticking with you 'Cos I'm made out of glue Anything that you might do I'm gonna do too There're people going into the stratosphere Soldiers fighting with the Cong But with you by my side I can do anything When we swing, babe, we hang past right and wrong I'll do anything for you Anything you want me too I'll do anything for you Oohoh I'm sticking with you Oohoh I'm sticking with you Oohoh I'm sticking with you |
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Run Run Run
Teenage Mary said to Uncle Dave I sold my soul, must be saved Gonna take a walk down to Union Square You never know who you're gonna find there You gotta run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Marguerita Passion had to get her fix She wasn't well, she was getting sick Went to sell her soul, she wasn't high Didn't know, thinks she could buy it And she would run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do Seasick Sarah had a golden nose Hobnail boots wrapped around her toes When she turned blue, all the angels screamed They didn't know, they couldn't make the scene She had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do .. Beardless Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down to forty-seven Figured he was good to get himself to heaven 'Cause he had to run, run, run, run, run Take a drag or two Run, run, run, run, run Gypsy Death and you Tell you whatcha do |
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-White Light/White Heat Doug and Sally inside They're cooking for the down pipe Who're staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking up the pigpen I'm searching for my mainline Doug and Sally inside They cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Who's busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Whip it on. Rosie and Miss Rayon They're busy waiting for her booster Who just got back from Carolina She said she didn't like the weather They're busy waiting for her sailor Who's big and dressed in pink and leather He's just here from Alabama He wants to know a way to earn a dollar I'm searching for my mainer I said I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Aw just like Sister Ray said Lay it on him. Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it between three and four He aims it at the sailor Shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll stain the carpet Now don't you know you'll stain the carpet And by the way have you got a dollar On no man I haven't got the time-time To busy sucking on a ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Oh she does just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways I said c-c-c-c-c-c-couldn't hit it sideways Ah do it do it just su-su-su-suck That's ju-ju-just excellente Oh! Now who is that knocking Who's knocking at my chamber door Now could it be the police They come and take me for a ride-ride Oh but I haven't got the time-time Hey hey hey she's busy sucking on my ding-dong She's busy sucking on my ding-dong Aw now do it just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I couldn't hit it sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Oh now just like Oh just like Ah just like Ah just like Oh just like Oh just like. Doug and Sally inside Now move it along Cookin' for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Do it do it do it do it do it do it Who's licking off Pig Pen I'm s-s-s-searching for my mainline I couldn't hit is sideways I couldn't hit it sideways Just like Oh just like Do it do it do it Just like Just like Just like. Now Rosie and Miss Rayon They busy waiting for her booster She's just back from Carolina She said she's bound to beat a sailor I said she haven't got the time-time You're busy sucking on my ding-dong You busy sucking on my ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Whip it on me Jim Said I couldn't hit it sideways Oh do it now just like Just like Sister Ray said. I said now Cecil's got his new piece He cocks it shoots it bang between three and four He aims it at the sailor He shoots him down dead on the floor Oh you shouldn't do that Don't you know you'll hit the carpet Don't you know you'll mess the carpet. Oh she hasn't got the time-time Busy sucking on his ding-dong She's busy sucking on his ding-dong Now just like Sister Ray said I'm searching for my mainline Couldn't hit it sideways Couldn't hit it sideways And just like And just like And just like S-Sister Ray said Now do it to him. Doug and Sally inside They're busy cooking for the Down Pipe Who's staring at Miss Rayon Busy licking off her Pig Pen I'm busy searching for my mainline I said I couldn't hit it sideways I said I couldn't hit it sideways Now just like Now just like I said ah-uh Just like Amph-ph-ph-ph-phetimine. |
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One of These Days
One of these days Ain't it peculiar Gonna look for me And baby I'll be gone One of these days And it won't be long You gonna call my name And I'll be far gone I'm gonna tell you something That I ain't told no one before That is if I can't stop dancing And get my poor self off this bar room floor One of these days Ain't it peculiar Babe you're gonna call my name You now that I'll be gonne (bye bye baby) I'm gonna tell you something That I ain't told no one before That is if I can't stop dancing And get my poor self off this bar room floor One of these days And it won't be long You gonna call my name And I'll be gone You gonna call my name And I'll be gone You gonna call my name And I'll be gone |
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And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now Stephanie says when answering the phone What country shall I say is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind Stephanie says that she wants to know Why it is though she's the door She can't be the room Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone What sea shell she is calling from across the world But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind It's all in her mind They're asking is it good or bad It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska |
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Lisa Says
Lisa says that it's allright When she meets me alone at night Lisa says that she has a fun And she'll do it with just about anyone. Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says that she's on the run Looking for a special one Lisa says that every time she makes his trip She knows her heart will beat Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says Looking for a part and some action Going to make it feel okay But what do you find When the time has come on, now Look at it run Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says... |
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Heroin
I don't know just where I'm going But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man When I put a spike into my vein And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same When I'm rushing on my run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I have made the big decision I'm gonna try to nullify my life 'Cause when the blood begins to flow When it shoots up the dropper's neck When I'm closing in on death And you can't help me now, you guys And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk You can all go take a walk And I guess that I just don't know And I guess that I just don't know I wish that I was born a thousand years ago I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas On a great big clipper ship Going from this land here to that In a sailor's suit and cap Away from the big city Where a man can not be free Of all of the evils of this town And of himself, and those around Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Oh, and I guess that I just don't know Heroin, be the death of me Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life Because a mainer to my vein Leads to a center in my head And then I'm better off and dead Because when the smack begins to flow I really don't care anymore About all the Jim-Jim's in this town And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds And everybody puttin' everybody else down And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'Cause when the smack begins to flow Then I really don't care anymore Ah, when the heroin is in my blood And that blood is in my head Then thank God that I'm as good as dead Then thank your God that I'm not aware And thank God that I just don't care And I guess I just don't know And I guess I just don't know |
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Temptation inside Your Heart
Somebody shut the door I know where temptation lies Inside of you heart You can talk during this I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Well get out of here If you're gonna try to make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Wrong wrong wrong wrong Ah! That's the only chord I know I know where the mirror's edge Is inside of your heart Motown It's no even within five feet Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong You don't look like Martha and the Vandellas I'm just gonna start it all over again Somebody get her out of here Electricity comes from other planets (It's not that a bad solo. Four times is pretty together) (You can stay here) I know where temptation lies Inside of your heart Yes he's ready I know where the evil lies Inside of your heart Is he ready Well if you're gonna make it right You're surely gonna end up wrong Oh the whole mess start again Well New York buildings are very hight And not all offensive Lock the door Gonna carry on at infinite leght, my dear The Pope in the silver castle Was that awful Hey, that's fine. That's it |
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There she goes again
She's out on the streets again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes She won't take it from just any guy, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends she's gonna meet You better hit her There she goes again She's knocked out on her feet again She's down on her knees, my friend But you know she'll never ask you please again Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she would fly, what can you do You see her walkin' on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet You better hit her Now take a look, there's no tears in her eyes Like a bird, you know she will fly, fly, fly away See her walking on down the street Look at all your friends that she's gonna meet She's gonna bawl and shout She's gonna work it She's gonna work it out, bye bye Bye bye baby All right |
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I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid When you think the night has seen your mind That inside you're twisted and unkind Let me stand to show that you are blind Please put down your hands 'Cause I see you I'll be your mirror |
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Candy says I've come to hate my body
and all that it requires in this world Candy says I'd like to know completely what others so discretely talk about Candy says I hate the quiet places that cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions that cause endless revisions in my mind I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder I'm gonna watch them pass me by Maybe when I'm older What do you think I'd see If I could walk away from me |
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Rock and Roll
Jenny said when she was just five years old You know there's nothing happening at all Every time she puts on the radio There was nothing goin' down at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the amputations You could just dance to a rock 'n' roll station Jenny said when she was just five years old My parents are gonna be the death of us all Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars-- Ain't gonna help us at all Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She don't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll Despite all the computations You could just dance to a rock 'n ' roll station And it was alright. |
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Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side Early dawning, Sunday morning It's just the wasted years so close behind Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning and I'm falling I've got a feeling I don't want to know Early dawning, Sunday morning It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Watch out, the world's behind you There's always someone around you who will call It's nothing at all Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning |
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What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am upside down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. I'm going up, and I'm going down. I'm going from side to side. See the bells, up in the sky, Somebody's cut their string in two. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. One minute born, one minute doomed, One minute up, one minute down. What goes on in your mind? I think that I am falling down. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright. Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright. |
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Well, I'm beginning to see the light.
Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. I wanna tell all you people, now. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Wine in the mornin', and some breakfast at night. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, playing the fool again. Here we go again, acting hard again. All right! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! I wanna tell you, ooh-oh-oh! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! It comes very softly now. I wore my teeth in my hands so I could miss the hell of a night. Hey! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light, now! It comes softer! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. I met myself in a dream, and I just want to tell you, Everything was alright. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here comes two of you. Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue, Don't know just, what to do. Alright! Well, I'm beginning to see the light, oh, now, here she comes! Hey, yeah, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! Oh-ahhhh! Some people work very hard, But still they never get it right. Well, I'm begiing to see the light. Ah, it's getting a little softer, maybe, in there. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Ah, it's coming around again, Hey, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. One more time. There are problems in these times, But, woo!, none of them are mine! Oh, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. How does it feel, to be loved? How does it feel, to be loved? |
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Sometimes I feel so happy
Sometimes I feel so sad Sometimes I feel so happy But mostly you just make me mad Baby you just make me mad Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Thought of you as my mountaintop Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I’ve had but couldn’t keep I’ve had but couldn’t keep Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes If I could make the world as pure And strange as what I see I’d put you in the mirror I put in front of me I put in front of me Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes Skip a life completely Stuff it in a cup She said money is like us in time It lies but can’t stand up Down for you is up Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes It was good what we did yesterday And I’d do it once again The fact that you are married Only proves you’re my best friend But it’s truly, truly a sin Linger on your pale blue eyes Linger on your pale blue eyes |
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Some kinds of love
Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others Some kinds of love Margueirta told Tom like a dirty French novel the absured courts the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless I head what you said Margueritat told Tom And of course you're a bore But at that you're not charmless for a bore is a straight line that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from which you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist Put jelly on your shoulder lie down upon the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out. |
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It was a pleasure then
Could you just be here again To know what there was to see When all the sunday people Where so quiet in the dark Afraid to be better the next day La la la ... It was a pleasure then When we could sit and stare again Until the stars feel through the cloudy trees Onto the grass Stars to smile with us Until they too had tears in their eyes Tell us this and tell of how much we must not agree It was a pleasure then To see the dieing days again In the horror of the night Never, never, never, never, never, lise Keep it secret For to hide somewhere at last As long as we could see The sky confessed this crime Of futile tasting hate romance Above our shattered minds It was a pleasure, it was a pleasure La la la ... |
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