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get yourself cooler, lay yourself low coincidental murder, with nothing to show with the judge, constipation will go to his head and his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun [ alt: shady lookin' loser, you played with my gun ] no smoothy face laywer to getcha undone say love ain't the same on the south side of town you could look, but you ain't gonna find it around it's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend it's the same old story, same old story same old song and dance fate comes a-knockin', doors start lockin' your old time connection, change your direction ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend when you're low down and dirty, from walkin' the street with your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet say love ain't the same, on the south side of town you could look, but you ain't gonna find it around |
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| 4:14 |
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Down to who knows who, just to socialize. I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes. You got no way to make a man honey, You got to understand. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. Well, well, Lordie my God, What do we got here? She's flashin' 'cross the floor, Make it perfectly clear. You're the bait, and you're the hook, Someone 'bound to take a look. I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs. You must of come here to find it, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! You must of come here to find it baby, You've got the look in your eyes. Although you really don't mind it - I am the Lord of your Thighs! |
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| 4:22 |
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spaced in time child of nine doin' twenty years on the way fire and steel earth unreal find another planet to stay papa died ma survived tellin' me about her ordeal and the soul she could not feel 'cause they made her so unreal lightnin' years disappears twenty million years on my brain synthesize overrides tryin' to keep from goin' insane and my soul I can not feel 'cause they made me so unreal spaced enough to know I feel there's nothin' out there spaced enough to know I feel I really don't care spaced enough to feel I'm really losin' my mind and I'm never ever goin' back I'm off the track no one even knows I'm alive spaced without a trace waitin' for the word to arrive I'm the last man to survive |
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| 5:48 |
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well she's a woman of the world, and God she knows it she'll turn my head every time she shows it yeah, nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say no way you can try to change her way she might be gone tomorrow, honey say what you gotta say lordy what a woman how ya feelin' * well I tried so hard to please her she'd give me a look if I beg to tease her * there's nothin' you can say, nothin' you can do no way you can try to coochie coo she might be gone tomorrow, oh lordy what you gonna do? and I tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow hoped that everything would be alright don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow get out all your lovin' here tonight she got big-eyed cats, she got coats of sable she seats forty-four at her dinner table and there's nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say no way you can try to change her way she might be gone tomorrow, oh throwin' it all away |
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| 2:51 |
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stagecoach lady, hourglass body
making things glow in the night well, she would if she could, and she'd be good if she would only tell her lover she be out tonight 'cause I'm a bat a lonely school boy and I'm a rat and it's too bad, can't get me none of that! Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' bitties *** stinkin' of gin well my daddy was hard, his face was pretty scarred from kickin' ass and playin' poker to win it's too bad and it's too bad can't get me none of that! *** lady my mama Cady * chivalry was born at her feet well she shoulda thought twice when pa showed his dice *** put my daddy to sleep It's too bad Lord, it's too bad! |
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| 5:33 |
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Well, on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same She was pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old fair lane I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so I said train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no Well, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so, no no no Yeah, on the train, I met a dame She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same A-she were pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old fair lane I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so I said a-train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long I'm in heat, with a ho But I just couldn't tell her, na na na na Well, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way, get along Sweet little woman, get along On your way I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her Well, we made a stop in Albuquerque She musta thought I was a real cool jerk Climbin' off the train and lookin' handsome Lookin' so good jack couldn't let it go Ooh, but I just couldn't tell her so I said a-train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her, na na no |
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| 5:39 |
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blues hearted lady, sleepy was she love for the devil brought her to me tears of a thousand drawn to her sin seasons of wither holdin' me in oooh woe is me, I feel so badly for you oooh woe is me, I feel so sadly for you in time bound to lose your mind live on borrowed time take the wind right out of your sail fireflies dance in the heat of hound dogs that bay at the moon my ship leaves in the midnight can't say I'll be back too soon they awaken, far far away heat of my candle show me the way tears of a thousand drawn to her sin seasons of wither holdin' me in |
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| 5:43 |
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when I'm in heat and someone gets a notion
I jump to my feet, I hoof it to the ocean we hit a beach where no one give a hoot nobody never ever wears a suit the ladies there, they look so proud that's cause they know that their well endowed I ain't much on Fannie's conversation or care to much about her operation but every time Pandora come my way I get high, can't explain the sensation to get it on I got to watch what I say or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation sweet Pandora godlike aura smellin' like a flora open up your door-a for me sweet Pandora mama crack a smile for me just for me now I ain't what you'd call a city slicker or claim to fame to be a slitty licker |
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