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(Graham Gouldman)
For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love, for your love, I would give the stars above. For your love, for your love, I would give you all I could. For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give the moon if it were mine to give. For your love. I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore I live. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love. |
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(Graham Gouldman)
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair. Thinking one thought only where is she tell me where. And if she says to you she don't love me just give her my message tell her of my plea And I know if she had me back again well I would never make her sad. I've gotta heart full of soul. She's been gone such a long time longer than I can bear but if she says she wants me tell her that I'll be there And if she says to you she don't love me just give her my message tell her of my plea. |
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(H. G. Demarais)
Good morning, little schoolgirl. Good morning, little schoolgirl. Can I go home with you? Won't you let me go home with you, So I can hug, hug, squeeze, squeeze? If you let me I can tease you baby. Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah. Let's dance, little schoolgirl. Let's dance, little schoolgirl. Won't you let me take you to the hop, hop, Have a party at the soda shop, So we can do the twist, do the stroll To the music of the rock 'n' roll. Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah. (First Verse) Good morning, little schoolgirl. Good morning, little schoolgirl. Can I go home with you? Won't you let me go home with you? Tell your mama and your papa that I love you. Tell your sisters and your brother that I love you. Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey. |
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(Paul Samwell-Smith / Jim McCarty)
See the stars come falling down from the sky, Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry. See the wind come softly blow your hair from your face, See the rain hide away in disgrace. Still I'm sad. For myself my tears just fall into dust, Day will dry them, night will find they are lost. Now I find the wind is blowing time into my heart, Let the rain fall, for we are apart. How I'm sad, How I'm sad, Oh, how I'm sad. |
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(Graham Gouldman)
Evil hearted you. You always try to put me down, With the things you do, And words, You spread around against me. Evil hearted you. You kept, Kidding me along, With your phoney smile, And with, Your siren song smiling, beguiling, You lead me on 'til all hope's gone, Persuading, degrading, On my knees I try to please. But I love you, Just the same, And I want you, To remain, By my side, And you'll see, Just how much you, Mean to me. Evil hearted you. You always try to put me down, With the things you do, And words, You spread around against me, About me. What would you, Do without me? Smiling, beguiling, You lead me on 'til all hope has gone. |
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(Billy Boy Arnold)
Early in the morning, 'bout the break of day, That's when my baby went away. Come back, baby, I wish you would, Try and love me, you won't do no good. Walking and a-kissing late at night; I tell you now baby, I feel just right. Come now baby, whatcha trying to do? Trying to love me and some other man, too. Come now baby, give me one more chance. You know I still love you, want to give you romance. Yeah romance, all night long, in my arms, woah yeah. (First Verse) You know baby that I love you so. You know, pretty baby, it hurts me to see you go. Oh yeah, oh yeah. |
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(Keith Relf / Chris Dreja)
If you've ever been to New York City, You know what I'm talking about, Yes you do. Well, if you've ever been to New York City, You know what I'm talking about, They got such pretty little girls in that big town, Make a man wanna jump around and shout. I met a little girl there, She was about five foot eight. I said "I want you to love me." She said "Why man, that'd be great." So, I got long hair but, She took me back, Back to see her pad, But the first thing I saw when I arrived there, Was a big black shiny shotgun, In the hands of her dad. Alright now, this is how it was, Oh no! Well alright! I finally learned my lesson, Such a long time ago, Next little woman that I date, I've got to know, I've got to know her family too. Yes indeed, I gotta know her family too. But if you don't want to be filled full of shotgun holes, Mister, this song is just for you. |
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EP version
I'm not talking, Well that's all I got to say. Used to think I knew it, Man I sure outgrew it. Things like idle chatter, Ain't the things that matter, That's one thing I can do without. I'm not talking, Well that's all I got to say. Things I say at midnight, I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight. I reached the final conclusion, And all this persecution, Don't call me, baby, I'll call you. I'm not talking, Well that's all I got to say. Things I say at midnight, I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight. I reached the final conclusion, And all this persecution, That's one thing I can do without. I'm not talking, Well that's all I got to say. If I said things were awful, It might just be unlawful. If I said things were splendid, You might just be offended. That's one thing I can do without. |
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(B. Hugg / M. Hugg)
Can you judge a man, By the way he wears his hair? Can you read his mind, By the clothes that he wears? Can you see a bad man, By the pattern on his tie? Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I, Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I. Could you tell a wise man, By the way he speaks or spells? Is this more important, Than the stories that he tells? And call a man a fool, If for wealth he doesn't strive? Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I, Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I. Can you condemn a man, If you're faith he doesn't hold? Say the colour of his skin, Is the colour of his soul? Could you say that men, For king and country all must die? Well, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I, Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I, Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I. |
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Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame, My eyes just hurt my brain. But will it seem the same? Come tomorrow, will I be older? Come tomorrow, may be a soldier. Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today? Now the trees are almost green. But will they still be seen? When time and tide have been. Fall into your passing hands. Please don't destroy these lands. Don't make them desert sands. Chorus, Lead. Soon I hope that I will find, Thoughts deep within my mind. That won't disgrace my kind. |
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(John Lee Hooker)
Boom, boom, boom, boom. I'm gonna shoot you right down, Knock you off of your feet, And take you home with me. Put you in my house. Boom, boom, boom, boom. Boom, boom, boom, boom. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I love to see you strut When you're walking to me. When you're talking to me, That knocks me out. Boom, boom, boom, boom. You know I like it like that, With your baby-talk, Oh and the way that you walk. You know it knocks me right down, Knocks me off of my feet. Boom, boom, boom, boom. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, oh, oh, oh. How, how, how, how. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Now, now, now, now. |
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(Chester Burnett)
Five Live Yardbirds version Yeah, smokestack lightning, Don't you hear me callin'? Don't you hear me callin' your name? Don't you hear me callin' you? Don't you hear me callin' you? Tell me where did you go last night? Gotta know who you been with. Tell me where did you go last night? Tell me where did you go? Tell me where did you go? Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby, Never see you no more, no more. Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby, goodbye, Fare you well, goodbye. Yeah, smokestack lightning, Shining like gold, Don't you hear me call out you? Don't you hear me callin' you now? Don't you hear me callin' you now? Ah, stop your train, yeah, Let me go for a ride with you, Let me go for a ride, oh stop your train now, Oh, stop your train now, Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby, Tell me where did you go? Why did you leave me, oh? Oh, fare you well, goodbye, goodbye. |
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Chuck Berry)
In the evening of the day down in Mobile, Alabama, Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer. Gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes, Gotta find somebody to lose these blues. "She don't love me" hear me singing in the sun, She better leave me 'til my work is all done. In the evening of the day, when the sun is sinking low, All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow. Sitting in a teepee built out on the track, Rolling bones 'til the foreman comes back. Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about, We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out. Everybody's scrambling and running around, Picking up their money, take the teepee down. Foreman wants to panic, 'bout to go insane, Trying to get the workers out the way of the train. Engineer blown his whistle loud and long, He can't stop the train, gotta let it roll on. |
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(Willie Dixon (1962))
You can't judge an apple by looking at the tree, You can't judge honey by looking at the bee, You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother, You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. Oh can't you see, Oh, well, you misjudge me. I look like a farmer, But I'm a lover, Can't judge a book by looking at the cover. Yeah, that's right, That's so good. You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond, You can't judge right by looking at the wrong, You can't judge one by looking at the other, You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. Oh can't you see, Oh, well, you misjudge me. I look like a farmer, But I'm a Lover, Can't judge a book by looking at the cover. You can't judge sugar by looking at the cane, You can't judge a woman by looking at her man, You can't judge a sister by looking at her brother, You can't judge a book by looking at the cover. Oh can't you see, Oh, well, you misjudge me. I look like a farmer, But I'm a lover, Can't judge a book by looking at the cover. |
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(Ellas McDaniel (1956))
I walk 47 miles of barbed wire, I use a cobra-snake for a necktie, I got a brand new house by the roadside, Made outta rattlesnake hide. I got a brand new chimney made on top, Made out of a human skull, Come on take a little walk with me, baby, And tell me, who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mine, Just 22 and I don't mind dying. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Goin' round this town, take a rattlesnake whip, Come on baby, don't give me no lip, Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Night was black, sky was blue, Round the corner, ice-wagon flew, Heard a bump, heard a scream, You should have seen just what I seen. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? My baby took me by the hand, And said come on baby, I understand. Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? That's very nice! Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? |
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Runnin' to-and-fro, hard workin' in the mill.
Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Salesman talkin' to me, tryin' to run me up a creek. Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week, ahh. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Blond hair, good lookin', tryin' to get me hooked. Want me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Every day, same thing, gettin' up, goin' to school. No need for me complaining, my objection's overruled, ahh. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Telephone, something wrong, dime gone, will mail, Oughtta sue the operator, for telling me a tale, ahh. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! I been to Yokohama, been fightin' in the war. Army bunk, army crew, army food, army corps, aah. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks. Wipe the windows, check the tyres, check the oil, a dollar gas. Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, For me to be involved in! Too much monkey business for me! |
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(Isley / Isley / Isley)
She's so respectable, She's so respectable, Tell me, what kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She's never ever been kissed. -- What kind of girl? Rubbidy dub dub dub, -- What kind of girl is this? She's never ever been in love, -- What kind of girl? She's never been out in the moonlight, Watching the stars above. She's so respectable, Tell me, what kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She's never ever been on a date. -- What kind of girl? What kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She's never ever been on a date. -- What kind of girl? Yes, I'm telling you people, She's the kind of girl for me. She's so respectable. -- Did you love her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you hug her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you squeeze her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you kiss her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- What kind of girl is this? The kind of girl you just can't resist. -- What kind of girl is this? The kind of girl who's never been kissed. Yeah, I'm telling you people, She's the kind of girl for me. -- She's so respectable. Wow! She's so respectable, She is so respectable, Tell me, what kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She never, ever, ever been kissed. -- What kind of girl? Rubbidy rub dub dub, -- What kind of girl is this? She never ever been in love. -- What kind of girl? She never been out in the moonlight, Watching the stars above. -- She's so respectable, Tell me, what kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She never ever been on a date. -- What kind of girl? What kind of girl is this? -- What kind of girl is this? She never ever been on a date. -- What kind of girl? Yes I'm telling you people, She the kind of girl for me. She's so respectable. -- Did you love her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you hug her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you squeeze her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- Did you kiss her? No, no, no, no, no, no! -- What kind of girl is this? The kind of girl you just can't resist. -- What kind of girl is this? The kind of girl who's never been kissed. I'm going down on my knees, She'll go out with me. She's so respectable. Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, Humpty Dumpty had a big fall, All the king's horses and all the king's men, Couldn't put Humpty together again. Tell me, Tell me, Tell me, She's so respectable, Tell me, Please tell me, ... She's the kind of girl for me. |
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Pretty girl,
Damn shame, You let those homely girls, Come and take your man. Pretty baby, Well, you know you're looking good, Oh but these homely girls, They're gonna wreck this neighbourhood. Pretty girl, Better watch yourself, Because these homely girls will leave you on the shelf, Pretty baby, Yeah, you know you're looking fine, Oh but these homely girls, Got a marrying man changing his mind. Homely baby, Pretty baby, Pretty baby, Homely baby, Homely baby, Pretty baby Told you just what to do, Pretty girl, Better watch your man, Because these homely girls are raising Cain, Pretty baby, Oh you know you're the real McCoy, Oh but these homely girls, Got a marrying man jumping for joy. Pretty baby, Pretty baby, Homely baby, Homely baby, Pretty baby, Pretty baby, I told you just what to do, Pretty girl, Better watch yourself, Because these homely girls will leave you on the shelf, Pretty baby, Yeah, you know you're looking fine, Oh but these homely girls, Got a marrying man changing his mind, Pretty girl, You're looking good, Oh well these homely girls will wreck this neighbourhood. Pretty baby, Ah, you know she's the real McCoy, Oh well these homely girls, Got a marrying man jumping for joy, Pretty baby, Pretty baby, Homely baby, Homely baby, Pretty baby, Pretty baby, I told you just what to do, Pretty girl, Better watch your man, Because these homely girls are raising Cain, Pretty baby, Yeah, you know she's the real McCoy. Oh but these homely girls, Got a marrying man jumping for joy. |
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(Keith Relf / Jeff Beck / Jimmy Page
/ Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty) Strollin' on, 'Cos it's all gone, The reason why. You made me cry, By tellin' me, You didn't see. The future bore, Our love no more. If you want to know, I love you so, And I don't want to let you go. I'm strollin' on, Gonna make you see. I'm strollin' on, You'll find you really love me. I'm strollin' on, Be your turn to cry. I'm strollin' on, You wish you'd never lied. You're going to change your mind, But you ain't gonna find, Any more of my kind. I'm strollin' on, 'Cos it's all gone, The reason why. You made me cry, By tellin' me, You didn't see. The future bore, Our lovin' no more. If you want to know, I love you so, I don't want to let you go. I'm strollin' on, Gonna make you see. I'm strollin' on, You'll find you really love me. I'm strollin' on, Be your turn to cry. I'm strollin' on, You wish you'd never lied. You're going to change your mind, But you ain't gonna find, Any more of my kind. |
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