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8. | Cheap At Half The Price |
9. | Second Opinion |
10. | What Am I To Believe |
11. | Repo Man |
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Wine women and whisky
Goin' be the death of me
Wine women and whisky
Goin' be the death of me
I'm riding and I'm running
But still in misery
Won't you come back baby?
Won't you come back home to me?
Won't you come back baby?
Won't you come back home to me?
All the other women
Don't mean a thing to me
Come back baby
Talk some trash to me
Come back baby
Talk some trash to me
Well I never found a woman
That could give up all her loving for me
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(steve walwyn)
Seems like everyday
I see you pass my way
I try to catch your eye
Each time you walk on by
You know that I'm obsessed
Just by the way you're dressed
The way you swing your hips
And how you paint your lips
Oooh, just one look
You bring me to my knees
Oooh, there ain't no potion
Gonna cure my disease
You got me sweet louise
You got me down on my knees
You got me sweet louise
Why you're so hard to please
You know I fantacise
About your big brown eyes
I love the clothes you wear
The way you fix your hair
Oooh, just one look
You bring me to my knees
Oooh, there ain't no potion
Gonna cure my disease
You got me sweet louise
You got me down on my knees
You got me sweet louise
Why you're so hard to please
Don't you know I could write a book
Just about the way you look
What you got is so hard to find
I can't get you out of my mind
You walk into the room
I smell your sweet perfume
And everything you got
Sure makes my blood run hot
Oooh, just one look
You bring me to my knees
Oooh, there ain't no potion
Gonna cure my disease
You got me sweet louise
You got me down on my knees
You got me sweet louise
Why you're so hard to please
You got me sweet louise...
You got me down on my knees
You got me sweet louise
You got me sweet louise
You got me sweet louise
You got me down on my knees
You got me sweet louise...
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(Peter A. Green)
I don't look for no worries
Worries and troubles come around
I don't look for no worries
Worries and troubles come around
World keep on turning
Got to keep my feet on the ground
Nobody saw me crying
Nobody knows the way I feel
Nobody saw me crying
Nobody knows the way I feel
The way I loved that woman
It's bound to get me killed
- Guitar Break -
Love the little girl so good
Make my low down body come
Love the little girl so good
Make my low down body come
I need that woman so bad
I need her like the sky need the sun
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Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend.
And I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
I'm going to leave the city, got to go away.
All this fussing and fighting, man I sure can't stay.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
I didn't have no fellow, not even no place to go.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
She said "Lord have mercy on my wicked son."
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Cause it's soon one morning down the road I'm gone.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
I can't carry you baby, gonna carry somebody else.
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(Steve Walwyn)
Some people talk, some people act
They criticise, but don't react
They wind you up, they put you down
Hold your head up, with your feet on the ground
If you want to keep yourself alive
You'd better use all your instinct to survive
Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry
We get down low, we get up high
We don't expect, no easy ride
This water's muddy, this water's deep and it's wide
If you want to keep yourself alive
You'd better use all your instinct to survive
Don't it sometimes feel like someone's telling you lies
Winding you up with them false alibis
No use you believing everything that people say
You got to keep on moving, whatever comes your way
Another day, another year
Another good time, and one more tear
We climb the mountain, we reach the top
We keep on running, and we run 'til we drop
If you want to keep yourself alive
You'd better use all your instinct to survive
If you want to keep yourself alive
You'd better use all your instinct to survive
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Dixon
Jump, jump here, jump, jump there
Jump, jump baby, everywhere
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You outta mellow down easy, baby, 'fore you you go in time
You outta mellow down easy, baby, please don't stop
You gotta move, move here, move, move there
Move, move baby, move, move baby
Move, move baby everywhere
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You gotta mellow down easy, baby, 'fore you you go in time
You gotta mellow down easy, baby, 'fore you you go in time
Move, move here, move, move there
Move, move baby, move, move baby
Move, move baby everywhere
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You gotta mellow down easy, baby
You outta mellow down easy, baby
You outta mellow down easy, baby
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(Tom Waits/K. Brennan)
Well I'm going out west
Where the wind blows tall
'Cause Tony Franciosa
Used to date my ma
They got some money out there
They're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want
Do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid
Little brown sausages
Lying in the sand
I ain't no extra baby
I'm a leading man
Well my parole officer
WIll be proud of me
With my Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
My Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
Well I kno karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt
Well I don't lose my composure
In a high speed chase
Well my friends think I'm ugly
I got a masculine face
I got some dragstrip courage
I can really drive a bed
I'm gonna change my name
To Hannibal or maybe
Just Rex
Change my name to Hannibal
Or maybe just Rex
I'm gonna drive all night
Take some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
In the shape of a heart
And I'm going out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Going out west
Going out west
Album: ON THE ROAD AGAIN
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(John Brim)
You got me where you want me
Do with me what you please
You got me where you want me
Do with me what you please
Don't go away and leave me
Leave me in misery
You say you gonna leave
Baby, like you did before
You say you gonna leave
Baby, like you did before
You know I got a weak heart
I can't stand that no more
I come home in the evening
Babe, I look to find you gone
I come home in the evening
Babe, I look to find you gone
You bad to keep me waiting
Baby, all day long
- Harp and Guitar Solo -
You got a brandnew lover
Baby, and lives cross town
You got a brandnew lover
Baby, and lives cross town
Now if you got to keep him
Please don't put me down
Tell me, tell me baby
Baby what's wrong with you
Tell me, tell me baby
Baby what's wrong with you
Now haven't I been good to you
And give you everything you ask me
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