Альбом Dr. Feelgood

(rick danko, emmett grogan)
Stopped by a diner, and the blond behind the counterAsked if she could help in any wayI could tell by her smile, her number I could dialIf I was in the need of companyI asked her for some javaInstead she brought a cup of chickory
A taste of java is like a volcanic rushNobody's gonna stop me from drinking too muchCosts many more than you care to payBut money is nothin, compared to a fired-up dayDon't try to cheat, it's impossible to beatThe only pick-me-up that's here to stay
Java blues... coffee's got meJava blues... coffee coffee coffeeJava blues... well the coffee's got meJava blues... coffee coffee coffee

You know that I'll stay highDrinkin coffee till I dieJava blues
Won't you boil me water, fill up my cupYou know it takes alot to keep me upDown in bolivia, the people are insaneThey want as much for java as they do for cocaineDon't try to cheat, it's impossible to beatThe only pick-me-up that's here to stay
Java blues... coffee's got meJava blues... coffee coffee coffeeJava blues... you don't know what it does to meJava blues... coffee coffee coffee
You know that I'll stay highDrinkin coffee till I dieJava blues...

(mayo/wingfield)
Well I locked my heart up long agoAnd I threw away the keyBut you opened the door to your precious loveAnd I want the whole world to seeHow you brought it on home to me
And it feels goodFrom my head to my toesYou got me tingling all over in sideYes it feels goodAnd I'm here to let you knowIt's a feeling that I can't hide
No other girl does it quite like youI'd always get the third degreeI had nobody to do the hoodoo that you do'till you put the voodoo on meAnd it's better than I thought it would be
Because it feels goodFrom my hat to my shoesYou got me jumping like never beforeYes it feels goodJust too good to loseBetter baby do it some more
I need your sweetness like a jet needs fuelWon't you let me guide through your loveDon't lean on me baby, don't be cruelYou know what I'm dreaming of

- saxophone solo -
This rocket in my pocketWell it's burning hotIt's itching on a launching pad'cause you've got what I wantAnd you need what I gotYou give me something that I've never hadAnd it's so good it's just got to be bad
Although it feels goodFrom my head to my toesYou got me tingling all over in sideYes it feels goodAnd I've got to let you knowIt's a feeling I just can't hide
Well it feels goodFrom my hat to my shoesYou got me rockin' like never beforeFeels goodIt's too good to loseOpen up baby, give me more
Feels good - tingling in sideFeels good - mmmmFeels good - rocket in my pocketFeels good - ahhh haaaFeels good(to fade)

Saw you walking down the street with your brand new bo
Now's there's something you might know
It's a dirty dog don't mean no good and leave you out in the cold
Lies and cheats
That's what I've been told

You're getting in too deep
Love before you leave
Put him out of your mind
Put him out of your mind

Oh I could do so much for you and always be around
I'll treat you right not like that earl crown
Cause he is the one who make you blind, leading you a stray
But I'm the one to help you find the way

You're getting in too deep
Love before you leave
Put him out of your mind
Put him out of your mind

Now all is fair in love and war so the people say
Keep you cool he only wants to play
You better watch out be on your guard
Or get your fingers burned
What a spill of girls who never learned

You're getting in too deep
Love before you leave
Put him out of your mind
Put him out of your mind

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(Mayo/Brilleaux/Sparks/Martin/Wingfield)

It's an eastern promise, it's a pot of gold
It's the oldest story that's ever been told, that's right
You can follow me but you gonna have to pay
Heaven's at the end of this alleyway tonight

Hong Kong money
Let that dollar roll
All you need is the cash
The rest ain't nothing but trash
Hong Kong money
Stole my soul

Tried hard to shake it but I Guess I couldn't make it
Lord only knows it's hard on the opium run
I didn't really wanna hang around too long
Just wasn't my dish of egg fou yung no fun

Hong Kong money
Let that dollar roll
Just as long as you make with the green
You'll be cool if you know what I mean
Hong Kong money
Stole my soul

You can make it quick but you can lose it easy
You go in clean but you come out wheely, here's why
It's that yellow powder, it's sweet but it's sour
One false move and you can kiss this world goodbye

Hong Kong money
Let that dollar roll
All you need is the cash
The rest ain't nothing but trash
Hong Kong money
Stole my soul

Hey you!
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll
(to fade)

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Run, get my shotgun
Give me two shells in my hand
Run, get my shotgun
Put two shells in my hand

It's a bullet for my baby
A dedication for her backdoor man

Two kinds of people
Two kind of people I just cannot stand
Two kinds of people
Two kind of people I just cannot stand

One is a lone woman
The other is a cheatin' man

Run, get my shotgun
Put two shells in my hand
Please run, get my shotgun
Put two shells in my hand

I'm gonna kill my baby
And blast and blast her fancy man

(Daneski/Worman/Boyle/Sandall)

Oh pretty baby you just can't talk
Oh pretty baby you just can't walk
All you've got is a pretty face
All you've got is a pretty face

I've been told you'll never graduate
Left your chances a little bit late
All you've got is a pretty face
All you've got is a pretty face

When your big brown eyes started looking at me
Your cute little smile is coming through to me
Yes pretty baby now I can see
I found a lover

Oh pretty baby you just can't talk
Oh pretty baby you just can't walk
All you've got is a pretty face
All you've got is a pretty face

- Guitar Solo -

I've been told you'll never graduate
Left your chances a little bit late
All you've got is a pretty face
All you've got is a pretty face

When your big brown eyes started looking at me
And your cute little smile is coming through to me
Yes pretty baby now I can see
I found a lover

Around the bend in the L & N
They loaded it down with a lot of men
The whistle blow and through the switch
Nobody knew just-a which one switch
I'm ridin', ridin' on the L & N
I ain't jivin', ridin' on the L & N

Well a man named Quin on the L & N
Runnin' around on how she's been
Train slowed down and the men jumped off
I wasn't dead 'cause I heard him callin'
I'm ridin', ridin' on the L & N
I ain't jivin', ridin' on the L & N

A man named Mose with a great big nose
Sleepin' on that pile of toes
The doctor came and he rang the bell
The palla alla get well, well, well
I'm ridin', ridin' on the L & N
I ain't jivin', ridin' on the L & N

Jimmy was a winner back in his home town
People came to see him play from miles around
Then one morning he woke up and looked himself in the face
Said I'm going round in circles I ain't gettin' no place
All this working for peanuts is getting way out of hand
I've had about as much of it as I can stand

Gonna' drop, drop everything and run
Drop, drop everything and run
I want fame, fortune, my name up in lights
Goodbye small time from tonight
Gonna' drop, drop everything and run

Jimmy gave his notice headed down to the smoke
Well it wasn't too much later he was hungry and broke
He'd been paying out good money for a hole in the wall
Gigging every night and earning nothing at all
Said the work that I've been dreaming of is way out of reach

I've got to be a bigger pebble on a smaller beach

Gonna' drop, drop everything and run
Drop, drop everything and run
I want fame, fortune, my name up in lights
Now it's 'hello home town, bye tonight'
Gonna' drop, drop everything and run

Oooh aaahhh that crazy jimmy
Oooh aaahhh
Back amongst his friends he had to swallow his pride
'cause he thought the grass was greener on the other side

Gonna' drop, drop everything and run
Drop, drop everything and run
I want fame, fortune, my name up in lights
Now it's 'hello home town, bye tonight'
Gonna' drop, drop everything
Drop, drop everything
Drop, drop everything and run