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1.1 – Honky Tonk
Women
I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis
I tried to take her upstairs for a ride
I had to heave her right across the shoulder
'Cos I just can't seem to drink you of my mind
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
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She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
1.3 – If You can’t
Rock me
The band's on stage and it's one of those nights
The drummer thinks that he is dynamite
You lovely ladies in your leather and lace
A thousand lips I would love to taste
I got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
Now who's that black girl in the bright blue hair
Now don't you now that's rude to stare
But I been talking 'bout it much too long
I think I better sing just one more song
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me
If you can't rock me
Ah somebody will
1.3b – Get Off Of My
Cloud
I live in an apartment on the ninety ninth floor of my block
And I sit at home lookin' out the window imaginin' the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy that's all dressed up just like a Union Jack
He says I've won five pounds if I have this kind of detergent pack
I said, hey you get out off of my cloud, hey you get off of my cloud
Hey you get off of my cloud, don't hang around
'Cause two's a crowd on my cloud baby
The telephone is ringin' I say "Hi it' me who's there on the line?"
A voice says "Hi hullo. How are you?", "Well I guess I'm doing fine"
He says "It's three a.m. and there's too much noice, don't you people ever want
to go to bed?"
Just cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?"
I said, hey you get out off of my cloud, hey you get off of my cloud
Hey you get off of my cloud, don't hang around
'Cause two's a crowd on my cloud baby
I was sick and tired, fed up wtih this and decided to take a drive down town
It was so very quiet and peaceful. There was nobody not a soul around
I laid myself out I was so tired and I started to dream
In the mornin' the parkin' tickets were just like flags stuck on my wind screen
I said, hey you get out off of my cloud, hey you get off of my cloud
Hey you get off of my cloud, don't hang around
'Cause two's a crowd on my cloud baby
1.5 – Happy
Well I never kept a dollar past sunset
It always burned a hole in my pants
Never made a schoolmama happy
Never blew a second chance
I need a love to keep me happy
I need a love to keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
Always took a candy from strangers
Didn't wanna get me no trade
Never want to be like papa
Working for the boss every night and day
I need a love to keep me happy
I need a love to keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
Never got a flash out of cocktails
When I got some flesh off the bone
Never got a lift out of Lear Jets
When I can fly way back home
I need a love to keep me happy
I need a love to keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
Baby, baby, keep me happy
1.6 – Hot Stuff
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Can't get enough
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Can't get enough
That music is mighty fine
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Can't get enough
Can't get enough
Can't get enough
That music is mighty mighty fine
Hot stuff
Hot stuff
Can't get enough
Hot stuff
Play it rough
Can't get enough
'Cause music is what I want
To keep my body always movin' yeah
Shake it up
Hot stuff
Ev'ry day I need another dose
I can't stand it when the music stops
Hot stuff
Everybody on the dance floor
You know what I'm talking about
Music makes you forget all your troubles
Make you sing and make it tell the whole wide world
So what, hot stuff, shake it up
I want to tell all my friends in London
There ain't nothing wrong with you
But you'd better shape up
Shake it up, you're hot stuff
All the people in New York City
I know you're going broke
But I know you're tough
Yeah you're hot stuff, hot stuff
To everybody in Jamaica that's working in the sun
You're hot, you're hot, you're hot stuff
Shake it up, shake it up
Hot stuff, hot stuff
1.7 – Star Star
Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey, I miss you two-tounged kisses, the legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to fun city, girl, I'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you are moving out of Hollywood with your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine got to get them in my book
And lead guitars and movie stars get their toes beneath my hook
Yeah you were starbucker starbucker star
Starbucker starbucker star
Starbucker starbucker star
Yes I heard about your polaroids now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit were kinda cute now that really is a scene
Honey, I miss your two-tounged kisses legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York I'm gonna make you scream all night
Yeah you were starbucker starbucker star
Starbucker starbucker star
Starbucker starbucker star
At the party I got mad at you for giving it to Steve Mcqueen
And you and me made a pretty pair falling through the silver screen
Now, baby, I am open to anything I don't know where to draaw the line
Well I'm making bets that you gonna get your man before he dies
Yeah you were starbucker starbucker starbucker star
Were starbucker starbucker starbucker star
Were starbucker starbucker starbucker star
2.1 – Tumbling Dice
Women think I'm tasty
But they're always trying to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But, baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin' like I don't know how
But, baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now
This low down bitchin' got poor feet a-itchin'
You know, you know the deuce is still wild
Baby, I can't say
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice
Always in a hurry
I never stop to worry
Don't you see the time flashin' by
Honey, got no money
I'm all sixes and seven and nines
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider
You can my partner in crime
But, baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter
Playin' the field ev'ry night
Baby, can't stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin' dice
Roll me and call me the tumblin' dice
2.2 – Fingerprint File
Fingerprint file
You get me down
You get me running
Know my way around
Yes you could do child
Fingerprint file
You get me down
You get me running
Keep me on the ground
Know my moves
Way ahead of time
List'ning to me
On your satellite
Feeling followed
Feeling tagged
Crossing water
Trying to wipe my tracks
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
Keeping papers on me
Six feet high
It gets me down
It gets me down
It gets me down
Better watch out
On your telephone
Wrong number
They know you ain't home
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-getting papers
Six feet high
It gets me down
It gets me down
It gets me down
Who's that man on the corner?
Not that corner over there
I don't know, well you better lay low
Keep on look out
Electric eyes
Rats on the sell out
Who gonna testify
You know my habits
Way ahead of time
List'ning to me
On your satellite
And there's some little jerk in the FBI
A-getting papers
Six feet high
It gets me down
It gets me down
It gets me down
Hallo baby
Mm - mm
Ah, yeah you know we ain't talkin' alone
Who's listening
But I don't really know
But you better tell the sis to keep out of sight
Cause I know they takin' pictures on the ultraviolet light
Yes
Aah but these days it's all secrecy and no privacy
Shoot first, that's right, ... you know
Bye bye
Who's listening
Right now, somebody is listening to you
Keeping their eyes peeled on you
Mmmh mmmh what a price, what a price to pay
All right
Good night, sleep tight
2.3 – You Gotta Move
You gotta move
You gotta move child
You gotta move
Oh when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move child
You gotta move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich child or maybe poor
But when the Lord gets ready
You gotta love
Ah ah ah ah ha ha ha ha ha
You gotta move
Ha ah ha ha, Ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha ha ha you gotta move.
You see that woman who walks the street
You see the policeman upon his beat
But when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
Ah ha ha.
Ha ah ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
You gotta move
2.4 – You Can’t Always
Get What You Want
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was a footlose man
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime
You just might find
You get what you need
And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a fifty amp fuse"
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime
You just might find
You get what you need
I went down to the Chelsea drug store
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mister Jimmy
(And man, did he look pretty ill!)
We decided that we would have a soda
My fav'rite flavour, cherry red
I sang my song to Mister Jimmy
And he said one word to me and that was "Dead"
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime
You just might find
You get what you need
I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practised at the art of deception
I could tell by her bloodstained hands
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime
You just might find
You get what you need
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3.1 – Mannish Boy
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yes
Everything gonna be alright
Oh yeah, yeah
Now when I was a young boy
At the age of five
My mother said I'll be
The greatest man alive
And now I'm a man
I'm over twenty-one
You better believe me, baby
And I'll say, we can have lots of fun
I'm a man
Huh huh huh huh huh
A man
Oh yeah
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah
The line I shoot
Will never miss
And when I make love to you baby
You just can't resist
Ooh, ain't that man
Spelled "M"
"A" child
"N"
No "B"
"O" child
"Y"
That spell mannish boy
I'm a man
A man
I'm a man
I'm a man
I sittin' on the outside
Just me and my mate
I made the move
Come up two hours late
Ain't that a man
No "B"
"O" child
"Y"
That spell mannish boy
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a full grown man, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
All you pretty women
Stand in line
I make love with you baby
In an hour's time
I'm a man
I'm a man
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Oh yeah (oh yeah)...
3.2 - Crackin’ Up
You're always hollerin' bout where I've been
You're always screamin' bout the money I spend
What's wrong with you, oh yeah
You're crackin up
I caught you, woman, a long time ago
Keep your hand out of my pocket keep your foot out my door
That wrong with you, oh yeah,
You're crackin up
I used to do your cookin', your laundry too
Now what more for a woman could a man like me do
I feel, oh yeah
You're bugging me
Crackin' up
3.3 - Little Red
Rooster
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today
I am the little red rooster, too lazy to crow today
Keep everything in the farmyard
Upset in ev'ry way
The dogs begin to barkin', hounds begin to howl
Dogs begin to barkin', hounds begin to howl
Watch out strange cat people
Little red rooster's on the prowl
If you see my little red rooster, please drive him home
If you see my little red rooster, please drive him home
Ain't no peace in the farmyard
Since my little red rooster's been gone
3.4 – Around And
Around
I said the joint was rocking
Goin' round and round
Yeah, reeling and a rocking
What a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Well it sounds so sweet
I had to take me chance
Rose out of my seat
I just had to dance
Started moving my feet
Whoa to clapping my hands
I said the joint was a rocking
Goin' round and round
Yeah, reeling and a rocking
What a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Yeah at twelve o'clock
Yeah the place was packed
Front doors was locked
Yeah the place was packed
And when the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But they kept on rocking
Goin' round and round
Yeah, reeling and a rocking
What a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
And they go on rocking
Goin' round and round
Yeah, reeling and a rocking
What a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Well the joint stayed a rocking
Goin' round and round
Yeah, reeling and a rocking
What a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
4.1 – It’s Only
Rock’n Roll
If you could stick my pen in my heart
I'd spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy ya
Or would it slide on by ya
Or would you just think the boy is strange
Ain't he stra-ya-yange
If I could win you
If I could sing you a love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
If I broke down and cried
If I cr-yi-yied
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
But I like it I like it yes I do
Well I like it I like it I like it
I said can't you see this old boy's getting lonely
If you could stick my pen in my heart
I'd spill it all over the stage
Would it be enough for your teenage lust
Would it help ease the pain
Ease your brain
If I could dig deep down in my heart
Feelings would flood on the page
Would it satisfy ya
Would it slide on by ya
Would you think the boy's insane
He's insa-ya-yane
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
But I like it I like it yes I do
Well I like it I like it I like it
I said can't you see this old boy's getting lonely
I bet you think that you're the only girl around
I bet you think that you're the only woman in town
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n' roll but I like it
But I like it I like it yes I do
Well I like it I like it I like it
I said can't you see this old boy's getting lonely
4.2 – Brown Sugar
Gold Coast slave ship
Bound for cotton fields,
Sold in a market
Down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know
He's doing alright
Hear him whip the women
Just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should
Drums beating
Cold English blood runs hot,
Lady of the house wondrin'
Where it's gonna stop
Houseboy knows
That he's doing alright
You should have heard him
Just around midnight
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good?
Brown sugar, just like a black girl should
Brown sugar sho' tastes good
Brown sugar sho' tastes good
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good.
I bet your mama was
A tent show queen
And all her girl friends
Were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy,
But I know what I like
You should have heard me
Just around midnight.
Brown sugar, how come you taste so good
Brown sugar, just like a young girl should
4.3 – Jumping Jack
Flash
I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But it's all right now
In fact it's a gas
But it's all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap across my back
But it's all right now
In fact it's a gas
But it's all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was drowned. I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled
And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust af bread
I was crowned with a pike right through my head
But it's all right now
In fact it's a gas
But it's all right
I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
4.4 – Sympathy For The
Devil
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for many a long, long year
I've stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had His moment of doubt and pain
I made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his face
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was time for a change
I killed the Tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a gen'ral's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game
Just as every cop is criminal
And all the sinners, Saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
*Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtsey
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game
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