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Written by Geoffrey Cushing-Murray and Richard Littlefield
Sonny's out strolling, ambling slowly Washed in amber street lights A Mexican wind blows in Takin' ahold of Angelina's hair and her halo Motors runnin' muffling the sound Of street talk, a big deal's goin' down Chorus: It's another hot night In a cold town Got yourself a hot night In a cold town Johnny's got spare change in his pocket And a ring and a watch to hock for a sweet ride A one way ticket hidden in his shoe These last few hours He says he'll spend with you He's leavin' home without a trace No forwarding address he'll never have to face another... Chorus Well the losers and the groovers And the corner boys are hangin' 'round Runnin' in and out of doorways Up and down the stairs Stray dogs headed for the pound Chorus |
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| 2. |
| 4:39 |
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Well, our hearts beat like thunder I don't know why they don't explode You got your hands in my back pockets And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio You say that I'm the boy who can make it all come true Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do CHORUS You say that's all right, hold tight Well, I don't even know if I'm doin' this right Well all right, hold tight We can stay out all day or we can run around all night Well all night, all night Well, it's time to go home And I ain't even done with the night Well, I don't know no good come-ons And I don't know no cool lines I feel the heat of your frustration I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside You say that I"m the boy who can make it all come true Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do CHORUS |
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| 3:34 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
I bring you renegade stories And you tell me I'm crazy and wild You say that I lack maturity Stop actin' like a child But you know I am a liar And my promises only get in my way You feel so good, when you're in my arms Ain't there one right thing I can say To make oyu want to stay Chorus: Oh, oh baby, baby Don't misunderstand me oh, oh baby, baby You tell me that you love me but This ain't no way for you to live You hold so tight your fingers are broken I take more than I care to give But it's heartbeat to heartbeat It's push and shove and steal and prove It's hand to mouth sometimes If we run hard enough someday baby Gonna find some room to move Chorus All of this showin' and provin' Is nothing but fear Everybody can do what they want But they just can't do it here Girl hold on to my childishness I'm gonna break on through Out of this mess Chorus |
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| 4:18 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
I've had a lot of girls in my life They never meant that much to me A good time was always had by all But those ggod times, they were fleeting memories I used to lie to them and then I'd kiss them But I kept them an arm's length away Well hey man now you know me And look how silly I been acting today Chorus: This time I really think I'm in love, I'm in love This time I think I'm really in love This time I really think I'm in love This time I think I'm really in love I used to roll down the window And let that tape deck blow And look at the honey I was holding that night I'd say, "Hey girl you're the one" And then I'd laugh when I'd take her home You got your arms around my shoulders You got my soul confused with my heart You were too smart to believe all those tired lines And I was too dumb to know what had started I hope you don't lose that innocent laughter I hope time doesn't take that away Chorus |
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| 4:07 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
This ain't no make believe I ain't foolin around this time You can believe what you want to believe It's a sin the way we've wasted our time Make me feel like I wanna feel Baby tear this pain from my heart Make me feel like I wanna feel Make me feel like I did in the start Maybe it's a change of plan Now that your dreams have left me behind Or is it another man Who didn't care that you were mine Baby this could be our last chance Now you're actin like it's no big deal Make me feel like I wanna feel Make me feel like I did in the start I can hear, I can hear, I can hear The radio playin' your favorite song I don't care, I don't care, I don't care I know that something had to go wrong Baby don't you walk away Stay here and listen to my plans You can leave, make it another day Stay tonight and hold me in your hands |
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| 4:53 | 
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| 3:17 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
Well I get up in the morning Have a smoke, have a drink Then I get dressed I don't want to get to work too late 'Cause that bossman he's a real mean son-of-a-bitch Everything is so fast and so crazy But the day still slowly slips on by And when that five o'clock whistle starts to blow I'll be gone in a wink of an eye Chorus Tonight, I'm gonna see my baby again And that long haired girl will be smiling When she sees me walkin' in Well all right, she looks so good That she just hasta be a sin Tonight, I'm gonna see my baby again We'll walk over to the East Street Montgomery Pier She says she likes holding something dangerous She pulls me close and whispers in my ear She says, "Come here little boy I'll put my pussy right on your face Because my fever is runnin' hot and high And you're the boy that makes me feel like I'm alive" Chorus |
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| 0:25 |
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My baby is a cry cry baby,
She sits on my lap and balls, My baby is a top mechanic, She works with my nuts until, She'll do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, she'll go down, she'll go down. |
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| 9. |
| 3:14 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
Pretty girls in beat up cars Throwing kisses to the soldiers Pale blue eyes and whisky bars The lines on her face say she's getting older Girl you better reach out to me Runnin' with your Weakness in the dark You hope it disappears by tomorrow On your knees and in the dark Don't wanna beg Lord knows, you're too old to borrow You better reach out to me Girl you better reach out to me Chorus 'Cause you're a oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel Cabin fever nearly drove us insane When the snow fell on us last December Look at me girl, I don't feel the same Now those days they've all gone together You better reach out to me Girl you better reach out to me Chorus |
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| 0:29 |
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Peppermint Twist
Joey Dee and The Starliters Well they've got a new dance and it goes like this (Bop shoo-op, a bop bop shoo-op) Yeah the name of the dance is Peppermint Twist (Bop shoo-op, a bop bop shoo-op) Well you like it like this, the Peppermint Twist It goes round and round, up and down Round and round, up and down Round and round and a up and down And a one two three kick, one two three jump LEAD BREAK Well meet me baby down at 45th street Where the Peppermint Twisters meet And you'll learn to do this, the Peppermint Twist It's alright, all night, it's alright It's okay, all day, it's okay You'll learn to do this, the Peppermint Twist Yeah, yeah |
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| 11. |
| 3:01 |
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Written by John Mellencamp
Well I was out on the town I was out cruising around Looking for a suitable bitch to throw down on the ground I was out looking for a cheap shot Well you ain't got nothing but cheap shots a lot oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot Well I picked her up I took her to a movie cafe', yea And I took her to the XXX theater place, woo It was a cheap shot at best When I ran my hands across her dress oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot Let me tell ya all about it Cheap shots are fun Cheap shots are for everyone Playboy after your done You know you've had a cheap shot So why don't you shoot shoot shoot me Well its was getting late Decided to take myself back home And I borrowed a dime and I called her on the pay telephone I was whispering real heavy into the phone When her old man picked it up said "Leave my Kids alone" oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot Now don't you know little boy You got the world a jerk-off man And don't you be no candy ass And a use your right hand Get out on the corner Take another cheap shot Never eat there with ..... oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot Shoot me |
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| 3:55 |
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