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Lou Reed
Lou Reed


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Настоящее имя Lewis Allan Reed
Дата рождения 2 марта 1942 г.
Место рождения Brooklyn, New York United States
Жанры Rock
Glam Rock
Art Rock
Experimental Rock
Noise
Годы 1965—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Sire Records
Matador Records
MGM Distribution
См. также Gorillaz
The Velvet Underground
John Cale
Nico
David Bowie
Mick Ronson
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Coney Island Baby (1976)
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You're the kind of person that I've been dreaming of
You're the kind of person that I always wanted to love
And when I first seen you walk right through that bar door
And I seen those suit and tie johns buy you one drink
And then buy you some more I had a -

I know you had that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
You know that I've had that crazy feeling, too
I can see it in your ..
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, now, you got that crazy feeling
I've had that crazy feeling, too

Now everybody knows that business ends at three
And everybody knows that after hours love is free
And you, you really are a queen
Oh, such a queen, such a queen
And I know, 'cause I made the same scene
I know just what you mean
Because you got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
You got that crazy feeling deep inside
Now, I can see it in your eyes
You got that crazy feeling
Now, now, now, now, you're got that crazy feeling
And you got that crazy feeling, too
I feel just like, feel just like you
Crazy feeling ...


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Everybody said you bet you better watch out
Man, she's gonna turn you in
And me, you know, I thought that I looked out
Now look at the trouble that I looked out
You better watch out for Charley's girl
Watch out for Charley's girl ...

It happened on New Year's Eve
They said everybody had to leave
They had a warrant in their hand
They wanted to bust the whole band
I said if I ever see Sharon again
I'm gonna punch her face in
You know, you better watch out for Charley's girl
Hey, now, now watch out for Charley's girl
You know she'll turn you - turn you in
Watch out for Charley's girl
Watch out for Charley's girl
She'll turn you in
You better watch out, you better watch out ...
For Charley's girl, for Charley's girl now


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She's my best friend, certainly not your average girl
Yeah, she's my best friend
She understands me when I'm feeling
Dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-down
You know, it sure hurts to be that way
Dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-down
You know it sure hurts to know that you're that kinda fella
Here's to Mullberry-Jane
She made jam when she came
Somebody cut off her feet
Now jelly rolls in the street

If you want to see me
Well, honey you know that I 'm not around
But if you want to hear me
Why don't you just turn around
I'm by the window where the light is

She' my best friend
Certainly not just like your average dog or car
She's my best friend
LyricsShe understands me when I'm feeling dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-down
You know, it sure hurts to be that way
Dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-down
You know, it sure hurts to know that you're that kinda fella
Let's hear one for Newspaper Joe
He caught his hand in the door
Dropped his teeth on the floor
They say, hey, now jokers
That's the way the news goes

If you want to see, yeah, see me
Well, baby, you know that I 'm not around
But if you want to feel, yeah, feel me
Why don't you just turn around
I'm by the window where the light is fake
She's my best friend, she's my best friend
Tell me baby now
She's my best friend, oh, she's my, she's my best friend
She's my best friend ...


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Hey man, what's your style
How you get your kicks for living
Hey man, what's your style
How you get your adrenalin flowing now
How you get your adrenalin flowing

Hey man, what's your style
I love the way, try to call now
Hey man, what's your style
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
When you cut that dude with just a little mania
You did it so .. ah

When the blood comma' down his neck
Don't you know it was better than sex, now, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
'Cause it was the final thing to do, now
Get somebody to come on to you
And then you just get somebody to ..
To now, now, come on to you
LyricsAnd then you kill them
You kill them, now, now, cause I need kicks ...
I'm getting bored, I n-n-n-need now, now some kicks
Oh, give it, give it, give it to me now, kicks

You know, I love the way you drive your car now
Hey man, what's your style
I ain't jealous of the way you're living
Ain't jealous of the way you're living
When your slayed that cat that night
You did it so crudely, now
With that blood coming down his chest
It was way better than sex, now, now
It was way better than getting mean
It was the final thing to do
Get somebody to came, come on to you, then
Get somebody to come on to you
Better kill them now
Better kill him now, now
Yeah, kill him now, now
Kill him now, now
'Cause I need kicks
Yeah, n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need some kicks
N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-need some kicks
Oh come on, give me kicks
Kicks, kicks ...


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I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world

Responsibility sits so hard on my shoulder
Like a good wine I'm better as I grow older

And now I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world

It's hard to settle for second best
After you've had me
You know that you've had the best
And now you know

That I'm just a gift to the women of this world

Responsibility sits hard on my shoulder
Like a good wine I'm better as I get older
And now I'm just a gift to the women of this world
You know
That I'm just a gift to the women of this world
Just a gift now

I'm just a gift to the women of this world
I'm just a gift to the women of this world


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You're the kind of girl everybody warned me about
You're the kind of person, that everybody's just staring at
But now you are a topless dancer
Working out of a bar on Times Spuare
And everybody wishes you were back down in some corner
Only Baby know

You make me go ooohhh baby ooohhh baby ooohhh baby
Ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby ooohhh baby
Ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh

Your old man was the best P and E man down on the streets
And all the guy in the precinct
Always was watching for him on the beat
But when he ripped off Seymour
He was really not a doing so fine
And everything is knots
Well except his hands and legs
And maybe even mime, you see
They just make them strip off
Lyrics
They say ooohhh baby, ooohhh ...

It's very funny asking me
Why they keep the lights on down so low
Well, yesterday's chase's today's competition
Or didn't you know
And the all fluorescent lighting
Make so your wrinkles, they don't show
And it's very funny
The way that 20 bucks an hour cannot go
If you don't make 'em go

Now, now, now, ooohhh baby, ooohhh ...

Everybody wondered 'bout you when you was seen in
Drinking some beer
You got here from Ohio and your mother said
You hooked her in the real near
That's the way it goes now

Ooohh baby, ooohhh ...


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Hey, if you're moving too fast
Don't you want this thing last
But if you start moving slow
Hey, pretty mama, you just will have to go
Because

It's nobody's business but my own
It's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no

But if you start acting mean
Then I'll have to mess up the scene
But if you start treating me nice
Hey now baby, I'm gonna have to raise your price

Because it's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no

Nobody's business, nobody's business
Come on now
It ain't nobody's business, nobody business
No, no, no no, nobody's business, no, no, ...
It ain't nobody's business, yeah, but my own
Nobody's business, but my own, no, no, no, ...
Nobody's business ...


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You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
You believe in or not, that I wanted to play football for the coach
All those older guys, they said he was mean and cruel
But you know, I wanted to play football, for the coach
They said I was to little too light weight to play line-back
So I say I'm playing right-in
Wanted to play football for the coach
Cause, you know some day, man, you gotta stand up straight
Unless you're gonna fall
Then you're gonna die
And the straightest dude I ever knew
Was standing right for me, all the time
So I had to play football for the coach
And I wanted to play football for the coach
When you're all alone and lonely in your midnight hour
And you find that your soul, it has been up for sale

And you getting to think about, all the things you done
And you getting to hate just about everything

But remember the princess who lived on the hill
LyricsWho loved you even though she knew you was wrong
And right now she just might come shining through
and the glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, just might come through

And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off
They're talking behind your back saying, man
you are never going to be a human being
And you start thinking again
About all those things that you've done
And who it was and who it was
And all the different things you made every different scene

Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place
Something like a circus or a sewer
And just remember, different people have peculiar tastes
And the Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Yeah, but now, now
Glory of love, the glory of love
The glory of love, might see you through
Glory of love, ah, huh, huh, the glory of love
Glory of love, glory of love
Glory of love, now, glory of love, now
Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love
Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through
Oh, my Coney Island baby, now
(I'm a Coney Island baby, now)
I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel
And the Lord appeared and he has one made of two
Coney Island baby
Man, I swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you


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