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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Well I'm weak,
Worthless, ...can't make up my mind. When they handed out ambition, I was next To last In line. ...Lost little lamb... 'til I found that girl... When she holds me in her arms, I'm the champion of the world. I was drunk On Monday, Standing at the bar, When somebody said; "Hey Mister, Could you help me start my car?" I wouldn't know a sparkplug From the Duke Of Earl, But when I drive home to my baby... I'm the champion of the world. People talk Behind my back: "How can she stay with a man like that?" It ain't easy... But Heaven knows she tries... Ohh, They never see the sweetness Of the love there is between us When she holds my hand And looks me in the eye. I'm a creep, I'm a coward... On my hands and knees I crawl. I fall apart under pressure, I've got no back bone at all. Daddy always told me... I throw a baseball like a girl, But when my baby holds me, I'm the champion of the world. When my baby holds me, I'm the champion of the world. |
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I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
All to do is done by you
(Don't you just know it?) Baby, don't believe I wear 2 left shoes (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Hey, pretty baby, can we go strollin'? (Don't you just know it?) You got me rockin' when I should have been be rollin' (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Baby, baby, you're my blue heaven (Don't you just know it?) You got me pushin' when I ought be shovin' (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Heart of mine, better cool down, baby (Don't you just know it?) Young girls in trouble, the tighter the squeeze (Don't you just know it?) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba (Gooba, gooba, gooba, gooba) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ah, ha, ha, ha (Ah, ha, ha, ha) Ey, eh, oh (Ey, eh, oh) |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another man today
Yes, I saw my baby walkin' with another man today When I asked her what's the matter This is what I heard her say See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head When I though of what she told me, nearly made me lose my head Well, when she asked what's the matter Reminded her of what she said See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play But don't you know you really hurt me And this is what I have to say See you later alligator, well after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, well after 'while crocodile Don't you know you're in my way now Can't you see you cramp my style |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
She don;t look like her mother
Nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water Pig tails, overalls, freckles on her face Skinny as a toothpick turned side ways, Something happened to her when she turned sixteen, From a little Dixie Chicken to a Mississippi Queen, She spent her days a fishin with a bamboo cane Every night skinny dippin in the Ponchatrain IF you were living breatin, had two feet You would be stalking that girl cause she looked so sweet You could always find her when the night time fell, Drinkin of a bucket from an old stone well, Drinking from her hand, Dancing to the moon, She don't look like her mother, nothing like her father, How else can you explain it must be something in the water. I never will forget that look in her eye The night she took me down to the riverside, She wrapped herself around me like a honey suckle vine An let me have a taste of wild cherry wine You could always find her when the nighttime fell Drinking of a bucket from an old stone well Drinking from her hand Singing to the moon She dont look like her mother Nothing like her father Folks round here say it's something in the water Two straight months without any rain I never ever saw that girl again But I still got her picture Burning in my head Dancing in a downpour Soaking wet. You could always find when the night time fell Drinking of a buck of an old stone well Drinking from her hand howling at the moon She dont look like her mother nothing like her father How else can you explain it must be something in the water She dont look like her mother nothing like her father Folks round here say it something in the water |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Join The Band (2008)
You yelled hey when your car wouldn't start So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out Now you're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feat You got trouble And it's tailor made Well mama lay your head down in the shade 'Cause your eyes are tired, and your feat are too And you wish the world was as tired as you, whoa Well I'll write a letter, and I'll send it away And put all the trouble in int you had today Oh your telephone ring and you went "oh ho" You forgot about this, and you forgot about that 'Cause you got to get back to what you doing Goodbye, click that, so and so You're an island and on your own You yelled hey when the stove blew up Upset? why yes And the footprints on your ceiling, they're almost gone And you're wondering why? Well mama lay your head down, don't you cry |
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I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all |
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from Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
There's a lady in a turban, in a cocaine tree
She does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a-singin' and having a time And don't that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I got a line, and you got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes [guitar solo] Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day I ever had He said, have you this misery a very long time? Well if you are ill, ball it on the line You've got to put on your sailin' shoes Put on your sailin' shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
Well they say that time loves a hero
But only time will tell If he's real he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seeing ain't always believing Just make sure it's the truth that you're seeing Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceiving I got an uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun And his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishing boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say that time loves a hero But only time will tell If he's real he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he's a mouthpiece from hell Some say my uncle that he's a zero His life as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doing well without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still running for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say that time loves a hero But only time will tell If he's real he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
(Live - Waiting for Columbus)
Well I was buffalo-ed in Buffalo And I was entertained in Houston New York, New York you gotta choose one It's a tripe face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah yeah Well I, I don't want your money And I don't want your time, Please don't jive me Honey And I'll give you, give you back your dime It's a hype face boogie Going to boogie my sneakers away yeah I don't dig potato chips And I can't take torts (?) Got to tripe my guacamole baby It's quackers and tripe my sauce It's a hype face boogie Going to boogie my scruples away yeah Hype boogie, hype boogie All night long... (Solos) You bring your guitar I'll bring the wine Gonna tripe my guacamole baby Just a one more time It's a hype face boogie And I say 'lookout'! |
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from Little Feat - Rhino Hi-Five: Little Feat (2007)
I been warped by the rain
Driven by the snow I'm drunk and dirty, don't ya know And I'm still, oh, I'm still I'm out on the road late at night I see my pretty Alice in every headlight Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tucson to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Now I've driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine Then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' Now I smuggled some smokes And folks from Mexico Baked by the sun Almost every time I go to Mexico And I'm willin' And I've been kicked by the wind Robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in But I'm still on my feet And I'm willin', oh, I'm willin' And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads So I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me weed, whites, and wine And then you show me a sign I'll be willin' to be movin' |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Payne-Wray
You can open the window Where the sunset meets the sea Everything's for sale Everything's for free Sweet mother Mary Sells her fortunes well She's got all the answers Just might save you from hell Across the street at the bottomless cup You can drink and drink but you can Never get enough You can have yours with sweet and low You might even have the blues to go One shot Johnny Got a dog on a rope Goin' from table to table With a pocket full of hope Rodeo riders and scarlet women Lean against your walls The show they're waitin' for Is just three steps down the hall The of king of jive looks like the queen of please Makes his livin' on his hands and knees You give and you give 'till you give it all Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel El Dorado Slim Works behind the desk Either day or night He can handle any request J. C.'s screamin' Bout turnin' water to wine Got all in a big brown bag In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh's Lace their souls up tight Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in Get ready for Cadillac night Across the street at the bottomless cup It's not about money, you can never get enough A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride It's not how you live, it's how you survive I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Every story has a hero Down at the Cadillac Hotel I've climbed so high And I've surely fell Ten thousand feet to zero Down at the Cadillac Hotel |
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There's a feelin' in the sky tonight Tough as nails and I feel the cold wind start to bite Folks I meet seem so cold Blown like leaves their faces hard and set in stone I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go Plant my feet on foreign soil No return I crossed that mil some time ago Cast my eyes on streets that shine Reflect my image and I know I'm livin' on borrowed time I'd sure like to feel Dreams I chased so long ago Weren't wasted miles on empty roads I'd just like to believe All these desperate cries I hear Are falling on a sympathetic ear In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck A song I've heard since I was young Sounds so sweet on this lonely street, makes me cry Askin' myself why oh why I'm such a fool to listen to this deadly kind of lullaby I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck |
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I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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Show me the meaning of the word
Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it They say, "Hey, you can't live without it" Welcome to the human race With its wars, disease and brutality You with your innocence and grace Restore some pride and dignity To a world in decline Welcome to a special place In a heart of stone that's cold and gray You with your angel face Keep the despair at bay Send it away, and Show me the meaning of the word Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it I don't want to live without it I don't want to live without it Oh, I want love I want love I want love Welcome here from outer space The Milky Way is still in your eyes You found yourself a hopeless case One that's seeking perfection on earth That's some kind of rebirth, so Show me the meaning of the word Show me the meaning of the word 'Cause I've heard so much about it Don't make me live without it Oh, love I want love I want Love I want love |
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Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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Oh, hello...give me missing persons, they say What is it that you need? I said oh, I need him so...She said you've Got to stop your pleading And no matter what I do, Even pray to heaven above, All I ever get from you is Long distance love I read the papers And I got the blues I was so sad to hear the news Help wanted, but not enough You know these times are gettin' rough And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I seem to get from you is long distance love (Whoo-oo-oo) Oh your toes were so pretty And your life so sweet I wonder do you know Do you know you hurt me so And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I ever from you is Long distance love Long distance love (oo-oo-oo |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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from Little Feat - Little Feat Live From Neon Park (2006)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from You, Me And Dupree (유, 미 앤 듀프리) by Theodore Shapiro [ost] (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Right On Vol.5 (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Sahara (사하라) by Clint Mansell [ost] (2005)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Give my best to thosei I care for
With firends a simple nod will do I bow to those who've come and gone before me A handshake to the past It gets me through Been a little bit good and a little bit sad Let the dirt and dust fall where it may A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Measured distance through the heartbeats Measured time holds all my beliefs These shotgun visions are all I've ever lived with A scattered mind from a reckless youth I cover my ears, I cover my eyes Still all the fears, still heard the lies A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Took convention for a rough ride A genius under glass set adrift Direction all but fading Like a kiss that leaves you floating in a trance The rivers I cross the memories I keep A minute to smile, forever to weep A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears A distand thunder, I feel like I'm slippin' under Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Of all those times that I've turned and looked away A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Storm clouds all around me
There's a lightning at my back But there's an angel on my shoulder That's keepin' my on track No matter how bad I stumble She's there to catch me when I fall My angel of forgiveness has been Around to see it all I wandered down from nowhere It was a long time ago With my images and dreams My hopes for the best Giving nothing away Nothing yet lost But now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall The heat pu an edge on things that Summer The clock ticking away Had all the world before me Except for the ungodly war Caught in a river, the current took me away To a wilderness of reverance Left me hanging by a thread A splintered prayer an invocation Born out of chance at dusk The benediction at sunrise It's a resonance ringing Robbed me of my innocence I'd run out of trust Cause now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, Going over eden's wall I'm held to the faith Feeling wounded That the future unfolds I could not cry Like a conversation not always understood A broken spirit dries the bones It's architecture and intent revealed a little at a time I am delivered gone without a trace I'm running out of time I've seen beyond the line The question I weigh It's not so much the cost It's what I'm willing to pay Going, going over eden's wall Won't be back, no You can have it all Take my chances -- make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall Goin' over goin' under run right through it Look out -- yeah yeah |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I was a real live wire on a very loose wig
Not a good combination in the best of times I had no real plans, no trouble in mind Just a real fat wallet my modus operandi Then I woke up - seatin' and lost Ya know I sear that it's true The sun was shining in my eyes Reflectin' off a gold tooth I said oh man... it was a ferocious morning Well I remember the money quintessential moans Yesterday's perfume tells me I ain't alone Then I hear that fool's bellow pounding at the door I had my heart in my mouth when my feet hit the floor Taste of cotton - and gasoline All down in my thirty two No time for stoppin' - I gotta beat the scen I think this window will do I said oh man... what a ferocious morning The heat was oppressive, ninety nine in the shade I hit the bricks runnin', hip-hoppin' away I needed some magic so I turned into a bar Was the misery minute down at the happy hour My head screamed for a cough syrup cocktail But I settled on a deep well gin Don't recall it all... I think it was fun But I don't wanna go there again Oh man... what a ferocious morning |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
It's steamin'
and I'm screamin' down that red hot blacktop on cruise control and my tires are tired but I still got such a long way to go... 'till I'm coastin' back to that west coast north of movie town where my baby's waitin' holdin' down that home ground holdin' down that home ground when it's freezin' so cold in the mornin' ya know I really hate to go don't need no stage door jennie, no bad luck penny lookin' for a one night Romeo was a time I was crazy I played a fool... I was a clown now I got my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground This room service lifestyle it's OK for a while but a little homecookin' would sure bring a smile there was a caterer in decatur she once grabbed my eye but I came to my senses and passed on the my...my...my... Now I'm dreamin' bout that old coast highway the castles made of stone and the road through the mountain that's where I'm countin' on makin my turn for home I'm breakin' all the limits way past the speed of sound gettin' back with my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Back door sliders, narrow escapes
Busted gray wall, greasy embrace Finances ailing, crawlin' down The rain slicked alleys, ain't no escape in this town Blood on the stone, blood on the rock Consumed with the passion, that only time could unlock One life wasted, another one gone The streets are on fire, and I'm calling you home Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Juanita's daughter got her kicks in the streets And her mama's warning "you better duck the heat" She's got a concrete body with candy cane hair Razor balde business appearin' out of thin air Stars fallin' down, snow on the ground Chasin' the dragons all over the town The dream catcher's wagon, lurkin' to loom A one dance ducka, you know he's workin' the room Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Preacher's on the corner wrapped in a heavenly light But noise of the chopper drowns the message tonight He says "you saucy senoritas take care where you swing Cause the lords of the boulevard don't owe you a thing." Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I'm out here standin' on the corner
Guess I'll shuffle down the street My baby's gettin' kinda tasty Freedom, oh it can't be beat Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness You know pressure seems to get me Travelin' with my hat in my hand Lookin' for a hand out Hand out in no mans land Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness I might be down, but down don't bother me I'm on the green side of the lawn You see, I'm still kickin' yeah Don'tcha ever get to thinkin' This trap of life is gettin' tough I raise my hands and get to walkin' Sometimes I think I've had enough |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Outside my hotel window, my eyes they spy the rails
While lost in the horizon, the mystic balley trail Southwestern transportation tighten up the cotton belt Those santa fe steamers, hot 'nuff to make me melt Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Boring days... frantic nights Sittin' round waitin' for delayed flights Meters runnin' in brand new shoes Sordid rhythms rockin' black and blues Hometown drama, highway trauma Phone bill's got at least one comma Achin' skull at the end of my rope Give me some money, send me some hope Give me a big train... all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Steel wheel's singin' such a lonesome song Engines whinin' been gone too long Boiler burnin' - 'bout to burst Like a drownin' man, I'm dyin' of thirst When you hear the whistle moan Means the southern pacific is bringing me home Hey girl, get your new dress on Big train's rollin' in at dawn Oh baby don't you cry no more Big train's a rollin' up to your door Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Like a steamboat floatin' in a wild monsoon
Woulda' had a better chance to see me through Tails are high and the winds are bearin' down Cable touchin' cable, live wires on the ground The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all Diamonds rushing by in a pale gray light Balck thunder rolling with the crack of steel white Fever runnin' high, spirit ebbin' low Caught on the highway with too many mile to go Maladjusted malcontent Deliberate deception with a wounded heart Temptation... Temptation in an empty world The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all It's a rumored affair Something cheap in the air You been playin' for luck But you always get caught Double rider on a rain streaked road Thunder rippin', engine screamin' north Can't escape a fool in terror The kiss of death and now you're gone And once again I'm all alone The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I close my eyes and try to remember
Lookin back on it now it seems so much like a dream All the places I ever wandered, all the kisses I ever stole Yours are the ones I still remember, they never grow cold They're just under the radar My heart is a mountain, I'd walk on fire to get back to you Reaching out for your touch, I'm clinging to your sould Thought I'm not far from sight No I'm not far from sight now I'm just under the radar Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on The time has come and gone, all my options blown to dust When a gentle tap upon my shoulder left me reelin from my past I was standing on a stretch of highway, going back to see a friend Thought I'd reached the point of no return, but came back under the radar I've been there ever since Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on You can trace your thoughts of darkness with the movements of the sun When you see what stands before you and allow yourself a dream Though it's not far from sight now No it's not far from sight It's just under the radar Under the radar Where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old Lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit carries on Under the radar Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on and on and on and on |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
The TV cold fire burning
Been up all night And the light has left your eyes I was always runnin' to you Not fast enough My little boy blue Ever get where you wanted to go? You knew the way The times, the good and the bad Was all that we had In the end it let us down I'm tired and I feel the blame All my prayers sound the same Stranded here with no relief Abandoned here beyond belief Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears The raucous sounds and shining lights Weave their tales into the night And the knowing lingers bright All the love my sweet tender friend It's still around, it never ends The past is just an alibi It's all the same The weather's turning warmer every day And I think the rains are done At least that's what they say Thought I saw you just the other night I knew my eyes weren't seeing right Then again I see you all the time Everywhere Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Even now this anger's replacin' faith I somehow The heart remembers you Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Tell me 'bout the promise tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always remember the promise In a vale of tears |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Movin' round the grand design Gettin' stranger every day Knowin' that our time will come And it might not be so far away Wonderin' where to draw the line Believin' that the water just might turn to wine You can get yourself in trouble Livin' out other people's lies When they tell you how the price is bound to double Here's friendly word to the wise There's a fine print on that guarantee Things ain't what they appear to be And we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind Never been much for givin' up I take my chancesa as they come But the days are long and the nights are gettin' rough What's livin' when you're always on the run? They'd have you think than you can choose Tell you how you're sure to win you just can't lose And if you think they can walk on water You been listenin' to too many lies 'Cause we're living like there ain't no tomorrow Dealin in some dangerouse times And it comes right down to beg steal or borrow To try and make the daily bread And keep up with this daily grind |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Well you know you're kinda cold-blooded To come back beggin' to me Like you never done me wrong And I hate to be so hard-hearted But I'm sick and tired o' talkin' to ya And I've been without her lovin' too long But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone Well you ran around and lead me on Denied you'd ever let me go And then you let me down You left me two kinds of broken-hearted And I'm through tryin' to win your sympathy So you'd better not come back around But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone You know I tried so hard to treat you right Tried my best to make you see But all you do is run around Spend your evenings downtown With your high handed friends in their finery But if you think I'd be fool enough To take you back you're all wrong Just because you're sad and lonely Don't come back cryin' to me 'Cause it broke my heart to see you go And I have to say I used to love you so But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone But since you left me alone The memory's here but the feelin's all gone |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
If you walk in right off the street
You can take the load right off your feet Mamma bring the menu to your seat But the bill of fare be short and sweet Won't find no etouffe Mamma never ever could cook that way She's all ancien regime No nouvell cuisine She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Now the heads and shells stay in the stock She stirs her roux and really rocks One gallon shellfish stock or water Man this gumbo is made to order Two toes of garlic finely chopped Man this party just can't be stopped Mamma's pots are boiling, the band starts to blow Piano keys flying like Fats Domino She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo Oh no, no escargot, no cordon bleu This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew But if you like tender shrimp and rice If ya think ya can stand the spice She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo Now people comin from miles around To see what Mamma's puttin' down Everybody knows her name She in the seafood hall of fame I gotta get that recipe If it means the death of me Get my spyboy to sneak a look Into Mamma's book She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo She cook gumbo A mighty Rad Gumbo It's the only way she can go Down at the Club Rad Gumbo |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Gretta's flunky, some two fisted monkey, some wild-eyed Romeo Winds up the mountain with Rio down below Drives too slowly past a burning impromptu altar Attended by no one of visible means Could be a warning just shining us on, but we're far too gone On our way to see some Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Rounding the corner we come to a halt Doors fly open as we prepare for assault Out from the shadows step the dangerous boys Hands holding weapons, they treat them like toys A debutante Gretta, the taxidermist's daughter She knows what to say She knows how to mingle, she knows the lingo Muchachos we're here to see Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta leads us through the stone carved archway Into the school of samba, the place of sacred rites We push through a gauntlet of limpwristed handshakes An empty cotillion air kisses Gretta smiles as we make our way to the bar The new crowd says I remind them of Frank Who died of excessive nymphets In Barcelona... in Barcelona Who's that with Gretta? Yeah You know how she is... Never the same one twice I say old chap, would you care for a piece of cake No thanks, Paul, my ears are too sweet now A strange choice of work, but forensically it's true Sudden thunder clap drum roll Gretta's on the stage... she's a honey of a hun A blue-eyed angel girl Announces proudly to everyone in the room Senhores y senores here's Johnny Representing the mambo Representing the mambo... mambo... mambo oooh.. mambo Gretta Gretta I've got to slip away It just won't work between us Your daddy runs the house of pain You are the taxidermist's daughter, yeah |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen Video tape movies where she cashes in her dreams Ghostly illuminations how they brighten up her scene Her perception of reception is her lone reality What to eat and what to wear she edits out without a care The rest falls through the cracks, an unconscious stream When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen With the silver screen In a city full of wishes that she shut out long ago If wishes were a penny we all know which way she'd go Gvien choice 'tween perfect health and peace throughout the world Apocalypse utopia or space not explored When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Gettin' it while you can Before the fascination goes Down to the very last man Where it stops nobody knows Nothin to hold you back when the feelin's right Hidin' from the day and waitin' for the night It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down Ain't no backin' down Ain't no turnin' of the other cheek The rules of the rest of the town Ain't the same ones out here on the street Lookin' for anything that'll make your emotions stir Like walkin' the street with some tight-skirt sister It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down I'm caught in a crossfire Of a hopeless disillusion Nothin' but chain link and barbed wire Defining the confusion Ain't really enough to hold back the winter wind Really don't know if it's keppin you out or it's keepin' me in It's just a pretty hard thing To keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, A pretty tough town Ya keep gettin' back up after being knocked down It's just a pretty hard thing, a pretty tough town |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Oh the siren song is strong sometimes... Texas radio They sure do play it hard and fast - sell it soft and low A silky voice she spoke to me from down in San Antone "It's ladies night in Italy, and gentlemen should know" When I saw that neon sign, knew just where to go Her shoulders soft and I pulled off, her headlights all aglow A bartender said to me, boy I want you to meet my sister She's high-strung and a little young, but she's a real Texas twister A real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Whoa high is too high? Yah, how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Well how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister Oh now in the light she looked all right when we stepped outside I knew that it was meant to be when she begged me for a ride That bartender said to me, boy take your money back Before you're done you're gonna need it son You might have a heart attack I seen the sights now, Paris, Rome, and I ain't sentimental I still remember how she said, yes I do, "Is this a Continental?" No babe it's just for flash and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight Lay back honey I'll drive you home 'round the world tonight She knew where every roadhouse lies, clear down to the border Long neck Lone Stars just her size, clearly made to order Knew how to paint a cowboy town, long before I missed her She picked me up; she put me down, she's a real Texas twister I said "How young is too young? How fast is too fast? Oh how high is too high? Yeah how high is too high?" She said "How long is this ride?" Yeah how long can you last? You're gonna find out mister, when you meet that Texas twister (yeah) How high is too high? How high is too high? How high is too high |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
She cooled my heels some time ago Sent me reelin' when she chilled my toes She stole my heart ya know, and she froze my eyes Feelin' like this again is some surprise She that kinda girl whose lovin' I was meant to get She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine I been rich ya know and I been poor Been in love a couple of times before I had to choose you know between the two I'd take both, rich and in love, I ain't no fool When she starts to movin' I begin to spin She got that kind of lovin' Always do me in Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine She's a tall drink of water, And I'm such a thirsty man She won't drop no dime on me No kiss and tell that I can see Hey, that's her, and she's mine Look don't touch 'cause lookin' I don't mind See that girl lookin' so fine? Ya that's her, and she's mine |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
She ain't real friendly for no good reason Claims her life's been filled with treason Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy Wonderin' why her life's so greasy With doulbe blades she dulls her senses Spiteful girl by all consensus All her life it's been the same Hell she don't even like her name She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit Jumped a train in Italy On her way to gay Paris Down in the Loire Valley She got sho drunk she couldn't see Stumblin' through a metro station In a mood for conversation Fortune teller read her palm Told her that her time was gone She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome But now the play has passed her by... oh my There's no exit Oh no there's no way out at all There's no exit She used to model as a child With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter Enfant terrible creation Of a sockless adman's mind Played her first recital at the tender age of nine Strains of Clare de Lune Mater sipping wine Pater in the garden gazing At those ponies grazing The spoils of a lonely child She longs to be the ingenue To leading men tall dark and handsome Once just a jet-trash kid Down at Les Halles Her frequent trips to Nice In Monaco she was always welcome She was embraced by all society Along the way she lost her charms Now the play has passed her by |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
I was staring at myself in the mirrored sunglasses
Set on six foot five of Texas Ranger He hollered turn down your radio son I stuttered officer wha-what have I done? You were doing better than a hundred and one Why ya driving like the devil's on your tail? I started pleading my case and getting no sympathy I said I'm in the Feat... I'm travelin' from town to town Don't you know my face I'm on the radio most all the time And I didn't realize I had the hammer down So please don't haul me off to jail When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time The ranger laughed and said as he looked me in the eye Son those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes I was on my way to Puerto Rico on a 24 city run They promised me the world that's what I got 'Cause Texas is a world all of its own It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn He said didn't you hear my siren whine I been chasing you since the Jim Hogg County line I was thinking real hard about tenderin' my notice But the bills came in and piled up to my chin Paul called and said we're on our way to Rhome This tour's gonna save your happy home Now we're going to: London, Liverpool, Italy, Paris, Egypt, Dublin, Frisco, Waco, Athens, Gouldbusk, Troy, and Miami, Moody, Beaumont, Edinburgh, Lubbock Pecos, Deadwood, Fife, del Rio, Houston, Austin, all around Dallas Texas is a world all of its own 'N if you let me off this time From now on I'll keep in mind That those Feat'll steer you wrong sometimes When the Feats are on the box the speed just slips my mind I start to sing along, tap my toe, slap the dash in time But the ranger said to me as he handed me the fine Son those Feat done steered ya wrong this time Those Feat'll steer ya wrong sometimes |
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from Little Feat - Representing The Mambo (1990)
Well she's the kind of girl that you dream about Got the big blue eyes that'll knock you out Got a hand on your wallet, and a smil on her face And a heavenly voice, that says let's go to my place Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's about as hot as a smokin' gun A Saturday night special, she packin' plenty of fun She got me sweatin' bullets on a cold Winter night I got one in the chamber with the safety off You know I feel all right Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love She's a hard workin' girl, spends her days on her feet She got the pulse of the office, never skips a beat But don't you know it's a shame, yeah it ain't fair She works twice as hard as the boys upstairs She put in more hours for half the wage Ain't no wonder this girl's in a rage Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A whole lotta money, and a passel of clothes No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love Well she knows what she wants... she's a woman in love And she wants what she knows... she's a woman in love A diamond necklace and a string of pearls No one got to tell ya... she's a woman in love |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Don't it always seem to hit you Rght when you think you can lay back easy Those times are hard to come by Sittin' still with nothin' on your mind Memories are friends that you had It's so clear if you need to see I can count on you, you can count You can count on me Those clouds outside your doorway Don't seem so dark or move so fast If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking, keep on rocking If I could only tell you what I feel now It's been so long inside of me All the years that I've been trying To stay in touch, to stay in line Trying just to be myself, be myself And no one else Front page right through to back page Have I got news for you You know the story; it's the truth; love's the proof If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking; keep on rocking Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
I was ridin' No. 9
Heading south from Carolina I heard that lonesome whistle blow I've got in trouble, I had to roam Left my girl and I left my home I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darlin' heart I guess, I was I was too young, too young to know They took me off the Georgia Main Locked me to a ball and chain I heard that lonesome whistle blow All alone I bear the shame I'm a number not a name I heard that lonesome whistle blow I'll be locked here in this cell Till my body's just a shell I heard that lonesome whistle blow Just a kid actin' smart I went and broke my darlin' heart I guess, I was I was too young, too young to know I'll never see that girl of mine I'm in Georgia, doin' time I heard that lonesome whistle blow I heard that lonesome whistle blow Heard that lonesome whistle blow |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right She had fever all day and chills at night Now things got worse, yes a serious bind At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find A doctor of the heart and a doctor of mind If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice It's just a country town but patients come From Mobile to Moline from miles around Nagodoches to New Orleans In beat-up old cars or in limousines To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing Two degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet) If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat) If you... If you wanna If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race 'Round city to city, town to town Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown And that desperate, no count, desperado A thief of love, my business is the street I be shakin' 'em down In old Colorado Texas she's nice, but Georgia's oh so sweet Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back (skin it back) Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours, early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Ripped off and run out of town Had my guitar burned when I was clownin' Haven't slept in a bed for a week And my shoes feel like they're part of my feet Let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Knocked on my friend's door in moody texas And asked if he had a place for me His hair was cut off and he was wearing a suit And he said not in my house, not in my house You look like you're part of a conspiracy Now I'm six hours out on strawberry flats Trying to get to Waco 'fore it freezes over They're stopping every one who looks too wierd At the ghoul bust Texas road block Oh let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in Got a ride on a highway king Made the cross road by nine fifteen If I don't find a place to crash Well I might as well cash it all in If I was a no 'count gambler or a Texas fool Or a millionaire with a suit and real short hair Or do you even care |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection Wait'll the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down Hold your address book above your knees And kissed your soft legs there He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out |
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from Little Feat - Hoy-Hoy (1990)
In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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