Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

Boys get tight ooh what a sight ready to use their charms
girls just might stay out all night ain't gonna do 'em no harm

Lady Luck will do what she oughta
no place left to lock up your daughter
no way out time's getting shorter;
Makin' sure your life carries on

I say O.K. Yesterday was yesterday
I say O.K. today's a better day
I say O.K. Yesterday was yesterday
I say O.K. today's a better day

All young boys play with their toys, call it a teddy bear
girls instead take theirs to bed to keep it from getting scared

Lady Luck will do what she oughta
no place left to lock up your daughter
no way out time's getting shorter;
Makin' sure your life carries on

Boys get tight out for a fight, love kickin' up a din
girls just might know how to bite hug 'em and they'll soon give in

Lady Luck will do what she oughta
no place left to lock up your daughter
no way out time's getting shorter;
Makin' sure your life carries on

O.K. Yesterday was yesterday
I say O.K. today's a better day

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
I've seen the bridges of the world and they're for real;
I've had a red light of the wrist without me even gettin' kissed
It still seems so unreal.

I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I've seen the sunset in the east and in the west;
I've sang the glory that was Rome,
And passed the hound dog singer's home;
It still seems for the best.

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds
Lettin' loose around the world
But the call of home is loud still as loud

I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land;
And all those Spanish nights were fine,
It wasn't only from the wine;
It still seems all in hand.

I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The grand Bahama island stories carry on;
And all those arigato smiles
Stay in your memory for a while;
There still seems more to come.

And I'm far, far away
with my head up in the clouds
And I'm far, far away
with my feet down in the crowds
And I'm far, far away
But the sound of home is loud still as loud.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

This girl ain't flying tonight this girl ain't trying tonight
she's only turning over, that's what makes a rover
think he ain't doin' it right.

This girl ain't giving her best this girl ain't living her best
she's only going under, that's what makes me wonder
who she'll be pickin' on next.

Happy hunting all you sweet sinners all you losers,
all you winners, find your own peace of mind
Happy hunting all you live wires all you laughers,
all you criers, am I really unkind?

This girl ain't doing the rounds, this girl's become out of bounds;
She's only letting new loves that's what makes the true loves
think that she's out for the pounds.

This girl ain't doing her all, this girl ain't bouncing her ball;
She's only out to plunder that's what makes me wonder
If I should give her a call.

This girl ain't flying tonight, this girl ain't trying tonight;
She's only letting new loves that's what makes the true loves
think they ain't doing it right.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

A beat on the drum a drum on the beat
A change of the key by pinching my seat;
A beat on the drum has got to be there
The rise in my voice a spring on my chair.

A ring on the chord a chord on the ring
A turn of the key the break of a string;
A ring on the chord has got to be here
The rise in my voice could sound very queer.

Let's lay it down on the line
Let's lay it down while it shines
Let's lay it down while it moves
Let's lay it all in the grooves
Let's play it back with attack
Let's make the window panes crack.

A bend on the note a note on the bend
The frog in my throat goes through to the end;
A bend on the note is all very fine
So let it hang on a hell of a time.

A chase on the bass is all very fine
There's only one place so watch for the sign.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

Caught between the jungle and the stars
Caught inside a valley full of bars
There's a twinkle of hope over there
There's a smell of success in the air

Who can say where the better wind blows
I suppose, I suppose, heaven knows heaven knows

Caught up in a happy masquerade
Living out the parts that fate has made
There's a greener grass over the hill
There's a bigger cup ready to fill

Who can say...

It's all a never ending game to play
Say what you mean, mean what you say Don't lie;
It's all a never ending game to play; the circle turns ev'ryday

Locked inside the cage where you were born
Ending with a technicolour yawn
There's a smell of success in the air
There are moments you're ready to share

Who can say...

Caught between the jungle and the stars
Caught inside a valley full of bars
So get out and get over the hill
There's a twinkle of hope waiting still

Who can say...

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Slade In Flame

Standin' on the corner handbag on her thigh
Standin' in the shadows giving all the boys the eye
Does anybody wanna try?

Standin' on the corner handbag on her hip
Standin' in the doorway giving all the boys some lip
Does anybody wanna dip?

So look out now 'cos I might be over tonight
She's a sure shining shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin' baby yeh!
And she's found herself a shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin' man;
She's a hard casin' fast racin' male chasin' boot lacin' baby yeh!
And to get her evil way she'll do most anything her devil says she can.

Standing on the corner burning up inside
Bending over backwards wants her fire engine tried
Does anybody need the ride?

Leaning out the window giving out her points
Learned on teacher's right knee now it's other low down joints
Does anybody need the points?

She's standin' on the corner with her handbag on her thigh
And then she's standin' in the shadows givin' all the boys the eye
Does anybody wanna try?

She's a sure shining shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin' baby yeh!
And she's found herself a shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin' man;
She's a hard casin' fast racin' male chasin' boot lacin' baby yeh!
And to get her evil way she'll do most anything her devil says she can.

She's a sure shining shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin'
son of a gun from Arizona, and one day I'm gonna own that baby yeh!
And she's found herself a shimmy shootin' high falutin' rootin' tootin' man;
She's a hard casin' fast racin' male chasin' boot lacin'
all of the time a sweet tastin' hair raisin' two facin' baby yeh!
And to get her evil way she'll do most anything her devil says she can.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Let the heavens thunder - huh huh!
Let the rebels plunder - huh huh!
Leave the lions roaring - huh huh!
Let the rain keep pouring - huh huh!

[Chorus]
I won't let you go - I won't let you go
I'm ruthless and smart and you won't break my heart
Let me tell you baby baby
No one can say I'm super cruel
No no no no noone can say I'm super fool
No no no no noone can say I'm super cruel
I'm nobody's fool

Let the mountains tumble - huh huh!
Let the volcanoes rumble - huh huh!
Let the rivers dry out - huh huh!
Let flamingoes fly out - huh huh!

[Chorus Repeat]

Keep the rocket's moonin' - huh huh!
Let the bloomin' - huh huh!
Let the world keep turnin' - huh huh!
And keep the wise men learnin' - huh huh!

[Chorus Repeat]

Noone can say I'm super cruel - no no no no
Noone can say I'm super fool -no no no no

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Hear a whistle blowin' out there somewhere
Beware a wolf a knockin' on the door.
Hear a whistle blowin' out there somewhere
Leave his sheep skin on the floor

[Chorus]
Do the dirty, do the dirty, do the dirty now
Do the dirty, do the dirty, do the dirty and now
The things that we said went over their heads

Hear a bellow roarin' out there somewhere
Hear a bellow roarin' out there somewhere
Take his horns before it's too late

[Chorus Repeat]

Hear no sound o'nothin' out there nowhere
Beware a snake comin' through the grass
Hear no sound o'nothin' out there nowhere
Cold as ice so let him pass

[Chorus Repeat]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

You keep me straight, I'll keep you narrow,
You get the magic that can chill me to the marrow,
But I got something here for you
It's big enough for two

[Chorus]
You want me, let's call it quits, let's call it quits
Before we break a one another into bits
Let's call a tie - let's call a tie
Before we make a one another start to cry

You want me sweet, I want you pretty,
You got some funny lines
That make you sound so witty,
But I got something here for you
It's big enough for two

[Chorus Repeat]

You get the why, I got the wherefore,
You got me trapped hook line
And sinker and so therefore,
I still got something here for you
It's big enough for two

[Chorus Repeat]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Somewhere down in the city there's a mad dog madder
Somewhere out in the sticks there's a sad cat sadder
But you ain't gonna let it got on top of you
No you ain't gonna let it get a hold
You gotta get out of that rut before you get old

[Chorus]
So pack up your troubles and go head for the hills
Leave all your worries behind
Pack up your liquor and your cigarettes and your pills
Go catch a fish on the line

Somewhere over the sun there's a bebop hummin'
Somewhere down at the station there's a freedomtrain commin'
Can you hear that chugga luggin better get on board
Get out of the wind and the cold
You gotta get out of that rut before you get old

[Chorus Repeat]

Somewhere up in the sky there's a big big dadda,
Sometime you'll have to climb up a dangerous ladder;
But there ain't such a word as impossible,
And there's always the never ending dream,
And things ain't never as bad as they might seem

[Chorus Repeat]

Somewhere on the horizon there's a deep hole waitin'
No one, no one at all is ever gonna get away;
You gotta reach out and touch the impossible,
And never ever let it get a hold,
You better get out of that rut before you get old.

[Chorus Repeat]

All you're ever ever gonna do will workout fine
Go catch a fish on the line.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Do you remember the night in September
The two of us laid in the hay
Do you remember the day in December
And how we got carried away

[Chorus]
If you're in for a penny
You gotta be in for a pound
Oo 'Cos over and over
You play me that old fashioned sound
So look around. Play the refrain
Play it and play it and play it again...

Did you discover that Oo I'm a lover
When we took a tumble or two
Where you surprised when you tried me for size
You bit off more than you could chew

[Chorus Repeat]

Do you remember the night I surrendered
You wanted to paint me in oils
Owh you are tender do you remember
The sleepers could hear me for miles

[Chorus Repeat]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

I don't wanna get rough babe
Don't wanna knock you out a your shoes
Make me feel like a man if you can
You know you ain't got nothing to lose

[Chorus]
So get on up, get on up, so get on up, up ,up,
Make it feel really tight
So get on up, get on up, so get on up, up, up,
make me feel alright

I don't wanna get mean babe
So let me start finding out you tick
Make me feel like a beautiful dream
Exploding like a dynamite stick -oh

[Chorus Repeat]

I don't wanna get though babe
So let me take just a pecl at your neck
Make me feel like a lovin' machine
I'm ready now so what the heck

[Chorus Repeat]

Oh - so get on up, up, up,
Make sure that you're feelin' alright
Make sure you can feel real tight
Make it feel alright
I'm gonna feel alright
I'm gonna feel alright
I'm gonna feel alright
You make it feel alright.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Hooray!
The demon's had his day
The Voodoo's had it's say
They all been washed away

[Chorus]
'Cos the L.A. Jinx is all over
And now I've found me a four leafed clover
I got myself a rabbits spore
And a horseshoe over the door
'Cos the L.A. Jinx is all over
And now I've found me a four leafed clover
I got myself a lucky charm
And there ain't nothing gonna do me no harm

Hoorah!
Here comes that shining star
I'll keep it in a jar
The Trumpets play tarah

[Chorus Repeat]

Yahoo!
At last the spell is through
There's no more witches brew
The gremlins had it's due

[Chorus Repeat]

Yano harm!
Yippee!
Hooray and golly gee
Here comes the winning key
the key to set me free

[Chorus Repeat]

Hooray!
The demon's had his day
The Voodoo's had it's say
They all been washed away

[Chorus Repeat]

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Are you sitting comfortably?
Good! Then we'll begin... [spoken]
There was a crooked man
And he walked a crooked mile
He had a crooked stick
And oh boy how it cramped his stily
Well did ya mamma ever tell ya
Them kookie little nurs 'ry rhymes
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Supposed to get some water
They stayed up there a long time
Doing what they shouldn't ought-a

[Chorus]
Did ya mamma ever tell ya
Them funky little nurs' ry rhymes.
And when you got a little older
Did you learn to read between the lines
What did ya mamma ever tell ya
'bout the A's and B's and C's
Did she ever tell ya
'bout the birds and the bees.
S'ay mamma ever tell ya
You were brought by the stork
And how you could run before you could walk?

Mary had a little lamb, his feet we're black as coal
He even followed her to bed
The naughty little soul did ya
Mamma ever tell ya
Them kookie little nurs'ry rhymes
Little Jackie Horner sitting quite in his corner
How'd he get that name
Doing what he shouldn't ought-a

[Chorus Repeat]

[Solo]

How about that oldie lady who was living in a shoe
She had so many children
She knew how and what to do - oh

[Chorus Repeat]

How you could run, how you could run,
How you could run before you could walk yeah!

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

How long can you go
Oh can you go a dozen times?
How long can you smile
Oh can you smile a dozen smiles?
'Cos ev'ry way holds a something that's nice
Try it once and then you'll try it twice
Oh mercy, mercy

[Chorus]
Oh lawdy lawdy
I'll scratch a your back
If you'll just scratch mine:
'Cos when I'm out of sight
Then I'm out of mind.
Oh mercy mercy
Do it over and over again
Scratch your back
You scratch mine
Oh lawdy lawdy

How long will it last
It's getting harder off the cuff
How long does it take
There must be someone with enough
'Cos everytime holds something that's better,
Go on get on up, and forget the letter

[Chorus Repeat]

How much do you need
What does it take to get you off?
No one's ever made it
Are you tryin' to make me laugh?
'Cos until now you been and tried all the rest,
So now's the time you gotta try out the best

[Chorus Repeat]

I'll scratch your back you scratch mine
How you scratch mine
Oh lawdy lawdy I'll scratch your back you scratch mine.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

Throw another log on the fire
Fill another glass with desire
Thank the Lord, if you're borde
I've run out of stories to tell
Time for bed - how's your head?
I must say you look very well.

[Chorus]
Cos I'm a talker, I'm a teller, I'm an army,
I'm a one, I'm a speaker, I'm a spoker
And my star sign is a two sided son - now I'm one.

Throw another smoke around the room
I think I'm gonna pass pretty soon
Thank the lord, that we scored:
I feel like I've known you so long.
One last drop then we'll stop,
I'm happy that you came along.

[Chorus Repeat]

A little bit of music ev'ry day
Is bound to take your blues all away
Thank the lord, if you're bored
I feel like I've known you for years
One last drop then we'll stop
Here's to your health - I'll say cheers!

[Chorus Repeat]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Nobody's Fools

You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the ears of the listener
I am the voice of the picture
Together we can act out the age.

[Chorus]
All the world is a stage all the people are players,
Turn on the spotlight it's yours.
All the world is a stage, all the people are players,
Ring up the curtain Applause one thing's for certain, it's yours!

You are the sense of occasion
Mine is a standing ovation
Your pleasure is only at your command
You are to set the example
I am the one to portray it
To measure the storm that follows the calm.

[Chorus Repeat]

You are the eyes of the reader
I am the hand of the writer
Together we can fill up a page
You are the brain of the thinker
I am the fave of expression
Together we can act out the age.

[Chorus Repeat]

The start and end to every story is the same
But what comes in between you have yourself to blame:
It makes no difference at all
Just pick yourself when you fall
So ring up the certain - applause.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

Be helpful to the shyman,
But be wary of the slyman oh baby,
Be guidance to the blindman,
And be thankful to the kind man oh baby,
Be scintillating, aggravating, penetrating, over rating,
Baby don't you know,
Be hostess with the mostest to
Whoever comes the closest,
Oh baby don't you know.
Be faithful to the true man,
Sympathetic to the blue man oh baby,
Be dwarf against the tall man oh baby,
Be a giant against the small man oh baby.
Be scrutinizing, tantalizing, appertizing,
full moon-rising,
Baby don't you know,
Be mistress with a history of mystery and twistery,
Oh baby don't you know.

[Chorus]
Stand up, stand up, stand up and be yourself,
Stand up, stand up, don't be nobody else,
Cos me well you see, I don't need nobody else.

Be beauty for the plain man,
But be sane for the insane man,
Oh baby don't you know,
Be dirty for the clean man,
But be shirty for the obscene man
Oh baby don't you know
Be understanding, undemanding,
hand in hand happy landing,
Baby don't you know,
Be harem, scarem, grin and bare em,
Wash and wear em, do or dare em,
Oh baby don't you know.

[Chorus Repeat]

Be beauty for the plain man,
And be sane for the insane man,
And be faithful to the true man,
Sympathetic to the blue man,
Oh baby don't you know,
Be helpful to the shyman, and be wary of the slyman
Be guidance to the blindman, and be thankful to the kindman,
Oh baby don't you know,
Be mistress with a history of mystery and twistery,
Oh baby don't you know,
Be hostess with the mostess to whoever comes the closest,
Oh baby don't you know.

[Chorus Repeat]

Stand up, stand up, stand up....
Cos me, well you see
I'll never find nobody else....
Cos me, well you see
I'll never find nobody else,
I'll never find nobody else,
I'll never find nobody else,
Like you - no no.

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

Lightning never strikes twice lightning never strikes twice
Lightning never strikes me twice in one place
From an electric cloud to an electric cloud
Lightning take me for a ride into space

Saw a fast fallen star I saw a fast fallen star
Saw the twisted candle melting aways
Heard a rooster crow I heard a new day grow
Saw a sign that said way out in a maze

Who did slip me de fin - I don't know where to begin to come down
Who did slip me de trip - It ain't hip I need a grip or I'll drown

From an eternity to an eternity I crossed the universe and wanted to stay
Passed through infinite time I passed through infinite time,
saw creation from the opposite way
Who did slip me de fin - I don't know where to begin to come down
Who did slip me de trip - It ain't hip I need a grip or I'll drown

Lightning never strikes twice lightning never strikes twice
Lightning never strikes me twice in one place
And I drove in my car to catch a fast rising star
Many who are gonna sink without trace

Heard a rooster crow heard a new day grow
Saw the sign that said way out in a maze
From an eternity to an eternity
I was born again but still in a daze

Who did slip me de fin - I don't know where to begin to come down
Who did slip me de trip - It ain't hip I need a grip or I'll drown
Who did slip me de fin - I don't know where to begin to come down
Who did slip me de trip - It ain't hip I need a grip or I'll drown
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

I powdered my nose in Alabama - Out on a limb
Powdered my nose in Indiana - Ain't that a sin
I had to get my butt out quick
It always works - the old, old trick
I got away just in the nick of time, that's why

I powdered my nose in Oklahoma - Over the top
I wasted away in New Orleans - I couldn't stop
Down in the alley - happy dust
Me and Romona we was gettin' bust
I got away just in the nick of time, that's why

I got the nickname the Gypsy Roadhog
On the California trail
I gotta keep my wheels movin' on
I gotta keep me outa jail

Powdered my nose in San Francisco down on the bay
It went to my head down in New York City
I was blasted away
And two ugly scuts bust in the room
They took away my little silver spoon
I got away just in the nick of time, that's why

[CHORUS]

I'm comin' through, through, through
I'm looking for you

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Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

They'll chase you, they'll race you
They'll run you to ground, them dogs of vengeance on the prowl
They'll haunt you, they'll taunt you, they won't make a sound
Mark well the trickery dogs that don't howl
They'll psych you, they'll strike you, they're hot on your heels
Them dogs of vengeance are unreal
They'll track you, they'll crack you, they'll melt nerves of steel
Some sad obituary you are the meal
So come to my castle you innocent souls,
some good entertainment I've planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
They'll hound you, then surround you, then get set to attack
Them dogs of vengeance on the prowl
They'll claw you, then tug-a-war you, there'll be no turning back
Accept my sanctuary, throw in the towel
So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good entertainment I've planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Some good entertainment I've planned
Them dogs are still hard on your heels
Them dogs gonna melt nerves of steel
Them dogs gonna make you the meal

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Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

Juicy fruit - Cock-a hoot - You're comin' on strong -
You're comin' on strong
Not so fast - Make it last - The feeling takes time -
It's yours and it's mine

Oh when fantasy calls it takes all the balls you possess
Oh them houses of pleasure - where can I find this address

What's in store? Thrills galore - You're turning me on -
You're turning me on
Slip and slide - Open wide - The feelings so good,
just like it should

Oh when fantasy calls, it takes all the balls you possess
And them houses of pleasure -
Where can I find this address?
Oh when fantasy calls, it takes all the balls you possess
And them houses of pleasure - Where can I find this address?

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Whatever Happened To Slade

Rawwwwk!
One Eyed Jacks With Moustaches are wild on the side
Two eyed queens makin' passes with childs on the side
Hard hearted Mamas who ain't cold as ice on the side

Bald headed eagles like to feather their nests on the side
Wide eyed Madonnas like to treasure their chests on the side
Smooth talkin' Gigolo's are going along for the ride

Hit me, hit me, hit me Mac - Gimme the jack before I pack
Hit me, hit me, hit me Joe - Gimme the hit before I go

I'm gonna tell ya pretty Mama that you don't know no lie
I'm gonna tell ya pretty baby that you won't make me cry
Umma gumma uma uma make me feel good
Ooh pretty baby baby just like you should
Come a come a baby don't you tell me no lie
Come a come a honey honey don't make me cry
The hard hearted Mamas are sure on the side
And One Eyed Jacks with Moustaches are wild

One Eyed Jacks With Moustaches are wild on the side
Two eyed queens with eyelashes that flashes and cried
Hard hearted Mamas who talk to you nice on the ride
Hit me, hit me, hit me Mac - Gimme the jack before I pack
Hit me, hit me, hit me Joe - Gimme the hit before I go

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City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep
What a sight all the yellow and tans and the black and whites
There's also a dark shade of blue struttin' along two by two
Their guns hangin' low like the cowboys you dig in the old gunfights

But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
And I got strung up on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose

Them hot licks from the hicks satisfy the Manhattan chicks
Them cool schmucks get their hooks on the bucks with their sexy looks
They all know how to do what good little girls shouldn't do
I don't care 'bout evasion cos all o' that hassle sucks

But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
And I got strung up on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose
I got got turned on - I got got turned on -
I got got turned on - I got got turned on
I got got turned on - I got got turned on -
I got got turned on - I got got turned on
I got got turned on - I got got hooked on -
I got got switched on - I got got turned on
I got got turned on - I got got hooked on -
I got got switched on - I got got turned on yeah

City streets where the steam and the heat never goes to sleep
And city walls standing tall if you fall no-one hears you call
There are bodies all filled up with wine sayin' buddy have you got a dime
The apple ain't bad it's just bruised and I'm glad that it's there at all
But still I got hooked on them big apple blues
And I got hung up on them big apple blues
I got strung on switched on hooked on them big apple blues
I got hooked on snooked on cooked on them big apple blues
Why I got to hang on to hang on to hang on to hang on to them blues
Why I got hooked on cooked on snooked on them big apple blues
And I got hooked on them big apple blues
I ain't got nothin' to lose

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On the day we pulled the bank job, Mugsy Baker he stopped some lead
He don't always pack the hardware but we sure did need some bread
Everything was running smoothly all the folks were cool and calm
Till some smartass he came the hero and then he sounded the alarm

Dead men don't tell no tales no deceit no betrayals
Their only time time time Is fading away
Dead men don't tell no lies they don't need no alibi's
Their only time time time is wasting away

Soon the building was surrounded, not a chance to make a break
We was trapped the cops were closin' in them bullets were no fake
As the good guy he lay there bleedin' Me the bad guy I started to retch
Then old Mugsy he caught a ricochet We were heading for a stretch

Dead men don't tell no tales no deceit no betrayals
Their only time time time Is fading away
Dead men don't tell no lies they don't need no alibi's
Their only time time time is wasting away

In the holdup there was Mugsy Me and Benjamin the bear
Mugs would rather go down fightin' just To save him from the chair

Dead men don't tell no tales no deceit no betrayals
Their only time time time Is fading away
Dead men they don't tell no lies they don't need no alibi's
Their only time time time is wasting away

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That painted lady - That satin doll
That lazy shady walk that makes her look like a moll
Dressed up in diamonds - She won't take no less
Guess someone must have poured her into that dress

She's got the lot what she's got's all her own
She's got so much that she can leave some at home
She won't come in unless she knows she's invited
Her feel her smell her touch just gets me oh so excited

That wild aroma - Paris perfume
It just takes over when she walks in the room
Won't get neglected - She don't get no chance
Don't feel rejected if she refuses to dance

She's got the lot and what she's got's all her own
She's got so much that she can leave some at home
She won't come in unless she knows she's invited
Her feel her smell her touch just gets me oh so excited
That chic cheeky lady - She's gonna get what she picks
She can wear you out and she can milk you dry with them tricks
That wily styley lady with sophisticated quips
She can eat you up and she can spit you out with them lips

She's got the lot what she's got's all her own
She's got so much that she can leave some at home
She won't come in unless she knows she's invited
Her feel her smell her touch just gets me oh so excited

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Backstage rendezvous are healthy
They realise there ain't for keeps ooh
Nitty gritty recreation
I have to go without some sleep
Ooh ooh it ain't love but ooh ooh it ain't bad
Some of them one night stands ooh ooh that I've had
Keepin' me happy all the time I'm on my own
Keepin' me satisfied when I'm away from home
Backdoor ladies so persuasive
How they work to take you in ooh ooh
They guarantee you sheer exhaustion
They notify my next of kin
Ooh ooh it ain't love but ooh ooh it ain't bad
Some of them one night stands ooh ooh that I've had
Keepin' me happy all the time I'm on my own
Keepin' me satisfied when I'm away from home

Hail the rock 'n' rollin' backbone
Cos bigger names they're out to win ooh
No complication or frustration
They don't keep you sane but they keep you thin

Ooh ooh it ain't love but ooh ooh it ain't bad
Some of them one night stands ooh ooh that I've had
Keepin' me happy all the time I'm on my own
Keepin' me satisfied when I'm away from home
Ooh ooh it ain't love ooh ooh it ain't bad
Ooh ooh it ain't love ooh ooh it ain't bad
Ooh ooh it ain't love ooh ooh it ain't bad
Ooh ooh it ain't love

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Oh you can call me the joker
And you can call me the king of the bounce
Well you can call me the jumper
And you can call me the king of the pounce

It's the soul and the roll and the motion
It's the strength and the length and the notion

Well the first time I saw you I just couldn't ignore you
And I wanted you right there and then yeah
The first time we tried it I got right there inside it
We did it all over then all over again

Oh you can call me the leaper
And you can call me the king of the stroke
Well call me the leaper
Cos I'm the love king with plenty of poke

It's the soul and the roll and the motion
It's the strength and the length and the notion

Well the first time we made it your reaction okay'd it
And I wanted you down to the ground yeah
The two of us knew it that if sometime we blew it
We'd get it together yeah the next time around

Everybody call me get lucky
You can call me the get lucky king
Oh oh oh call me get lucky
Well you can call me the bee with the sting

It's the soul and the roll and the motion
It's the strength and the length and the notion

Well the first time I saw you I just couldn't ignore you
And I needed you down to the ground yeah
The two of us knew it that if sometime we blew it
We'd get it - next time around

I said call me the jumper
Cos I keep coming back for some more
Oh oh oh call me the jumper
And I'm the get lucky king that's for sure

It's the soul and the roll and the motion
It's the strength and the length and the notion
It's the soul and the roll and the strength, the length

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There's a main line to destruction, only two miles to Hell's gate
There's a hypnotic reaction to the destiny of fate
There's a rise and fall of angels, only idols on parade
There's a ring of gladiators, who all think they've got it made

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen
Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one, a forest that points that once was green

There's a straight road going forward - There's a winding road behind
Which to take is your decision - neither one is clearly signed
There are questions still unanswered and people to meet and places to go
There are causes still worth fighting for - which is right, well who's to know?

On into the forest full of needles stretching as far as can be seen
Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one - A forest that points that once was green

There's a side road to salvation, said to lead to Heaven's door
There'll be mighty falls of empires, battles lost and won at war

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen
Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one - a forest that points that once was green

On into the forest full of needles, stretching as far as can be seen
Looking at nothing, nowhere, no-one - A forest that points that once was green

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Sun's above the fire below
The earth is quaking, shimmy shaking to and fro
And if in doubt, you check it out
This crazy thing called love the fuss is all about

I'm burning in the heat driven by the beat
Can't you see I'm burning in the heat of love
I'm burning in the heat driven by the beat
Can't you see I'm burning in the heat of love

I'm cool above, I'm hot below
My knees are knocking, shocking tremelo
We wined and dined and 69'd
This red hot pleasing shot a tingle right up my spine

I'm burning in the heat, driven by the beat
Can't you see I'm burning in the heat of love
I'm burning in the heat driven by the beat
I'm burning in the heat of love

Hey you over there - I remember your .... eyes
You look so good when they were closed

I'm smoking above, I'm steaming below
My back is aching, busy making ecstasy flow
I'm taking a tip, I finally got hip
The only real L.O.V.E. is caught in my zip ... oww!

I'm burning in the heat, driven by the beat
Can't you see I'm burning in the heat of love
I'm burning in the heat driven by the beat
I'm burning in the heat of love

I'm burning burning burning burning
I'm burning in the heat of love
I'm burning in the fire, that's my desire
I'm burning in the heat of love

Get lucky you teaser - You gonna give me some lip?
Ooh I like your mind - It's your body I can't stand

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Reeba reeba!

Oh anytime you like, you want a hot summer's night
The sweet smell of weed in the air - yes sir
All the cats are hangin' on and flying like kites
You can tell by the glass in their stare yes sir
Any bar or pool room and the action gets rough
A sesne of discontent in the air, yes sir
Catch some sideways jojo that was tryin' to look tough
You can tell them Harlem cookies ain't square, no sir

The Ready steady kids are flippin their lids and rippin' their skids
The Ready steady kids are pickin' their sticks and smokin' their cigs

They're rowdy at ballgame the on a cold afternoon
Aimin' at the ref with a can, yo man
All them cats been workin all week, they're out for a loon
They gettin all stuck up in a jam yo man

The Ready steady kids are flippin their lids and rippin' their skids - look out!
The Ready steady kids are pickin' their sticks and smokin' their cigs

Ready steady, we're ready steady, we're ready steady, go go go go

Oh, any old plantation on a hot summer's nite - the sweet smell of grass in the air, yes sir
All the cats are hangin' on and flying like kites - You can tell by the glass in their glare yes sir

[Choruses and ad-libs to end]

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(originally by Arthur Crudup)

Well my baby left me and never said a word
Was it something I done, something that she heard
You know she left me, My baby left me
You know she even left me, Never said a word

Well I stand by my window, wring my hands and moan
You know the one I love, the one I love has gone
You know she left me - my baby left me
You know she even left me - Never said a word

Well that's alright my mama - That's alright by me
That's alright my mama - Any old way you choose
Oh that's alright (That's alright) - Ooh that's alright (That's alright)
Well that's alright my mama - Any old way you choose

Take it grasshopper

You know that one and one is two - Two and two is four
Ooh you know my little baby, she don't come round no more

My baby left me (That's alright) - You know she left me (That's alright)
My baby even left me - Never said a word (That's alright), (That's alright)

You know my baby left me - Never said a word (That's alright), (That's alright)
You know my baby baby left me - Never said a word

She's gone - solid gone

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Oi

It's no use in us working 'cos you'll take all we're earning - Mr Tax, Mr Tax, Mr Tax
You've got pounds, we've got pence
Why don't you come to your senses?
Mr Tax, Mr Tax, Mr Tax

You're bleeding me dry
(What you want now what you take now and more)
You take, take, take it - rock and rolls your money maker
(What you need now is what you get now and more)
I make it all, you take it all, you got it

I'm scrapping the flat, 'cos I'm working in that
Mr Tax, Mr Tax, Mr Tax
If I pay all my dues with these holes in my shoes
Just relax off my back Mr Tax

You're bleeding me dry
What you want now is what you take now and more
I make it, you take it - rock and rolls your money maker
What you need now is what you get now and more
I make it all, you take it all, you got it

Hey man what's your game?
Hey man what's your name?
Hey man what's your game?
Hey man what's your name?

Mr Inspector... with your miles and miles of sad exiles
Mr Collector... with your miles and miles of money files

With your note on the dole queue
It's the best thing for us, to get some back off our tax, Mr Tax
Still you drive up for incomes to break in a few
What's the crack let ‘em back Mr Tax

You're bleeding me dry now
What you want now what you take now and more
Your taking rolls of money makers
What you need now is what you get now and more
I make some more, you take it, all you get it all, you still want more
You're bleeding me it's hard to see why
Will you settle for less Mr OHMS
You bleed me dry with no reason why
I make some more you still want more you get it

Hey man what's your game?
Hey man what's your name?
Hey man what's your game?
Hey man what's your name?

You take the money and run. You take the money and run.
You take the money and run. You take the money and run.
You take the money and run. You take the money and run.
You take the money and run. You take the money and run.
You take the money and run. You take the money and run.
You take the money and run. .

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Let's go
Let's go
Let's just call a whip off
A drink before the kick off
Get in the mood for Saturday's game
Five to three they zip on
The lads have got the strip on
We're gonna thrash you ain't that a shame

We'll beat ya defeat ya
We're ready to roll
Stop your fancy fooling 'round and give us a goal
We'll chase ya then race ya
You can't catch a cold
Stop your fancy footwork now and give us a goal

Give it to the winger
All the crowds a singer
We're gonna take the top off the stands
Rattling there rattles
Then powerful in their tackles
Get together clapping your hands

We'll beat ya defeat ya
We're ready to roll
Get the ball into the net and give us a goal
A blaster right past ya
You're losing control
You're playing now with two left feet and they've got a goal
Let's Go

Hear the crowds a howling
Hey did ya see the fouling
The ref needs specs he's deaf dumb and blind
Shoot you silly f-fool
Ok now show 'em we rule
The goalie's sat down on his behind

We'll beat ya defeat ya
We're ready to roll
Come on the lad now no mistakes just give us a goal

We'll skin ya we'll win ya
Cos we're back in control
Come on the lads you got it made now give us a goal

We'll chase ya and we'll race ya
Cos they can't catch a cold
More more shoot score give us a goal

Stop your fancy footwork now and give us a goal

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Daddio do the nasty
Daddio don't come home
Daddio's working on a 7 year itch
Daddio's ready to roam

Daddio plays the horses
Daddio's out of luck
Mama mama mama it's a sure fire shot
Daddio he'd better run

Two timer once two timer twice
Two timer Daddio's holding up the dice
He make a buck, he make a deal
He makes a living on the spinning of a wheel

Daddio's doing the mambo
Daddio wanna swing
Daddio's always been a gambling man
Daddio's doing his thing

Two time in love two time in hate
Two timer Daddio's making a mistake
Sometimes you lose sometimes you win
Two timer Daddio's take it on the chin

Cos he...
He's nothing but a doggone viewer
Trying to bet on the TV with his beer
Makes him feel how he wants to feel
Dadadada, [etc..]

Daddio do the nasty
Daddio don't he ain't comin' home no more
Daddio's working on a 7 year itch
Daddio's ready to roam

Two timer once two timer twice
Two timer Daddio's holding up the dice
Sometimes he hits
Sometimes he get'cha
Two timing Daddio take it he wants to bet ya

Daddio's a bingo [x4]

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Comanchero's ridin' homeward now little girl
Comin' home to make you feel good now, little girl

We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero
Headin' for that rock and roll bolero

Bandloeros need good lovin' too little girl
Comin' home to give you so much oooooooo, little girl

We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)
Headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)

I'm on my way.... I'm on my way......I can hear the avalera, roll over Bizet, play it loud,
Zee Zee music - it's the fandango, out on the other side of town

We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)
We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)

I'm comin' homeWe're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)
We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)

We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)
We're headin' for that rock and roll bolero (headin' for that rock and roll)

I'm on my way.... I'm on my way......
I'm comin' home,
Comin' home to you little girl

[Ad-libs to fade]

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Three way lanes and aeroplanes, lonely hotel rooms
Burger stands, new wave bands, forty radio tunes
Three chord bash, make it flash, who says it's gonna die?
Drivin' sounds and boogie clowns - all the reasons why

Well it's allright by me - it's all right by me
What has got to be, will be, yeah, it's all right by me

Poker games and baggage lanes -always there to lose
Dirty shirts, bits of skirt, a constant smell of booze

Well it's allright by me - it's all right by me
What has got to be, will be, yeah yeah yeah, it's all right by me

Well it's ok, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
What has got to be has got to be - it's allright by me yeah yeah yeah

I never did get into crooners - Serenading Moon in Juners
Only hell for leather looners - everyday.........

Poker games and baggage lanes -always there to lose
Dirty shirts, bits of skirt, a constant smell of booze

Well it's allright by me - it's all right by me
What has got to be, will be, yeah yeah yeah, it's all right by me
Well it's allright by me - it's all right by me
What has got to be, will be, yeah yeah yeah, it's all right by me

It's all right by me
It's all right by me

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Album : Return To Base....

We were leavin' LA airport, me and Midlands Misery (Jimmy Lea)
On an early mornin' plane flight out to some Radio XYZ
Was a 1950's prop job, that had seen much better days
When we came on in to the last approach saw the runway through the haze

And the wheels ain't comin' down
All of my nine lives passed before my eyes
And the wheels ain't comin' down
And you realise you wanna stay alive
you wanna stay alive

Women weepin', children playin', as we roared into a climb
Men was playin', we was drinkin' lots and it never cost a dime
Alter course for San Francisco, standin' by on red alert
Gonna chance a landin' on the sea hoping nobody gets hurt

And the wheels ain't comin' down
All of my nine lives passed before my eyes
And the wheels ain't comin' down
And you realise you wanna stay alive
you wanna stay alive
Wanna stay alive
Stay alive

We applauded Chuck the Captain when our feet had touched the ground
And I won't forget the moment he said 'It's OK folks, the wheels are comin' down.'

And the wheels they're comin' down
and you realise it's good to be alive
And the wheels they're comin' down
and you realise you're gonna still survive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
They're comin' down
They're comin' on down
They're comin' on down
They're comin' on down

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You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all night alright
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all night alright
Electric guitars turn on the honky
Gotta let it go go go

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all day hey hey hey
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all day hey hey hey
So if you've got it you'd better flaunt it
Gotta let it go go go

Got your girl got your boy
Got you something to get you high
Better hold on to your hats now
I got your rhythm you got your beat
I'm gonna get you up off your seat
Gotta throw away your blues
You got nothing else to lose

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all night alright
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all night alright
Barrin' sensations too hot to handle
Gotta let it go go go

[Break]

You'd better hold on to your hats now hey hey hey
Gotta throw away your blues
You got nothing else to lose

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all day hey hey hey
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Hold on all day hey hey hey
Cos circulation turn on the honky
Gotta let it go go go

Go go go

Go go go

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When you gaze right into your crystal ball, show me what you see.
Tell me that piece of glass can tell ya all, It ain't 'make love to me'.

When you open up your gypsy eyes I can't look away
Using that magic spell to hypnotise , You can make me stay

Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me

Listen, your voodoo heart beating too fast, beating in my bar
All o' them hoodoo curses, they made to last, throw away your charms

Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me

Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me

With your rhythmic vibration, your fascination
You can see how I'm still here
Take into a-consideration, infatuation
It won't disappear

Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me

Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta - you put the hurt on me
you put the hurt on me
Hey Chakeeta - Chakeeta Chakeeta
One look at your gipsy eyes
You cast your spell, I'm hypnotised
Gaze into your crystal ball
That piece of glass can't tell you all
You put the hurt on me
You put the hurt on me

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Don't waste your time honey - don't waste your time
You're gettin' caught up on a merry go round and I know you like the feelin'
Goin' up goin' down

Don't waste your time honey - find a new line
'Come up and see me sometime' just ain't your style
And I know there used to be a time when you'd run a mile

And you been ridin' in them rock and roll cars
You wanna be a back seat star
And 'cos you ain't got into trouble so far
So you think you got it, you think you got it

Made on page three honey, for all to see
Your finer points are gonna make someone's day
And I know a place to advertise the goods on display

And you been ridin' in them rock and roll cars
You wanna be a back seat star
And 'cos you ain't got into trouble so far
So you think you got it, you think you got it made . . . .

Remember you're lost without your love
Remember the cost without your love
Remember you're lost without your love

Ah honey honey
Ah honey honey
Yay

Don't spoil your fun, honey honey ....
A and don't jump the gun.
A tricky dicky situation arrives and
I know that all you're gonna get's a great big surprise

And you been ridin' in them rock and roll cars
You wanna be a back seat star
And 'cos you ain't got into trouble so far
So you think you got it, you think you got it made . . . .

And you been ridin' in them rock and roll cars
You wanna be a back seat star
And 'cos you ain't got into trouble so far
So you think you got it, you think you got it made . . . .

Don't waste your time - find a new line.
Don't jump the gun - honey honey - don't spoil your fun.
Don't waste your time - Ooooo, find a new line.
Don't waste your time honey, don't waste your time.
Don't waste your time.

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Album : Return To Base....

Mondays
There's been some changes in my life.
A supersonic return flight.
It's a sign of the times.

Mondays
We've seen a man upon the moon.
The 21st century's coming soon.
It's a sign of the times.

Turn on the radio - turn up the VHF on your stereo.
Turn on the TV show - in multicolour 625 video.
These are the TV times.
These are the Radio Times.

Mondays
Beware Big Brother in '84
Test tube babes are being born
It's a sign of the times.

Lazy days
We leave the 70's far behind, for close encounters of every kind
It's a sign of the times.

Turn on the radio - (turn on your radio) turn up the VHF on your stereo.
Turn on the TV show - (turn onto stereo) in multicolour 625 video.
It's the computer age
Now its the silicon craze

Returning to base from a day out in space will be easy I know (returning returning)
And when all's said and done, halfway up to the sun will be all systems go
Say hello to the Mondays.........

Turn on the radio - (turn on your radio) turn up the VHF on your stereo.
Turn on the TV show - (turn onto stereo) in multicolour 625 video.
These are the TV times. (x-ray vision, video mind)
These are the Radio Times.

It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times

(x-ray vision, video mind)
(Freaky energee-ee-ee-ee)

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(originally by Chuck Berry)

We're gonna do a little bit of rock and roll, yeah

I went a-out on the floor when they played number one
My rock and roll baby was sure havin' fun
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number two
She says she don't, but I know she do
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometime, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number four
My littlle baby was askin' for more
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

Get on
Way-oh

Go on Davey, get the fuck in
Hey hey

I went out out the floor when they played number seven
Had a coke and cheeseburger that sent me to heaven
I'm a rocker, hey hey, I'm a roller, whoo
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number nine
She wanted more, but I ain't got the time
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

We went out on the floor when they played number ten
My rock and roll baby says do it again
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and roll

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Roll it on, roll it on!

Go funny family go home, Joey's sittin there on his own
Sittin there a missin' - missin all the kissin'
Wishin' that he wasn't alone

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news

All of the cuckoos at breast - one flies away from the nest
Finds himself a cutie, a root'n toot'n beauty - she made the hairs stand up on his chest

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news

All he needed was a little bit of company
Just to help take away some of the misery
All he wanted was a little bit of ecstacy
And he's surely gonna find it, surely gonna find it

Joey got a shot in the arm
And now he's sleepin' back at the farm
Still knows he can do it, I guess he always knew it
He never done nobody no harm

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news -
Nuts bolts and screws
Nuts bolts and screws
Extra extra, read all about it
Nuts bolts and screws
Nuts bolts and screws
Extra extra, read all about it
Paper paper, late edition
Read all about it

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Return To Base....

Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

Well maybe you think you're Harlow, Lana Turner or a Hedy Lamarr
Well, baby baby baby believe me you go too far
My baby she can't stop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's holdin' it against me - she's sure to be a shakin' it again

Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

Well maybe you think I'm Brando, Valentino or a Freddy Astaire
Well baby baby baby believe me, I don't care
My baby she can pop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's a hot rodded booger and she's a sure to be a doin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green

You never too young to rock me, you' never to old to roll
Well baby baby baby believe me, ooh my soul
My baby she's a looker, she sure sure sure is a cooker
She's a makin' it and breakin' it and sure to be a shakin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please yeah
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green

Baby got it, oo oo she got it now
Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

My baby got it.
My soul!
My baby got it

Ohhhh I wanna be Bela Lugosi and the Marx Brothers rolled into one
Well baby baby baby believe me, I'm solid gone
My baby she can't stop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's holdin' it against me - she's sure to be a shakin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please yeah
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green
Yeah sing it now,
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now (Ooh she got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it (My baby got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now (Oooh oooh she got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

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I got strange excited dreams, with such strange erotic scenes, gonna sleep all day.
I get notions by the score, mostly dead against the law - do them anyway
So I took a trip to see Kane's Xanadu, 'cos at the time there wasn't very much to do
I think I'm coming down, coming down

I get weird imaginings about all different kings of things, but I'm always try
To get fantasising thoughts, maybe Bardot in her shorts, like a natural guy
So I took a trip to Tutankhamun's tomb.
He was alone and said he hoped I'd come back soon

I'm mad - this pounding in my brain - will somebody explain, the way back to reality?
Hey you, you keep it oh so clean, your mind is so obscene - You'll find another change in me.
I think I'm comin' down, lookin' straight ahead (I think I'm comin' down)
The room is spinnin' round, them blues'll knock me dead - Yeah yeah yeah yeah

(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad)
Cos now I've given back the Top Hat to Astaire
Oh not that I expected you to really care

I'm mad - this pounding in my brain
Will somebody explain, the way back to reality?
Hey you, you keep your nose so clean, your mind is so obscene
You'll find another change in me.
I think I'm comin' down, (I think I'm comin' down) lookin' straight ahead (Goin' out my head)
The room is spinnin' round, them blues'll knock me dead
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad)
(I'm goin' mad, out of my head, I'm goin' mad)

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Artist : SLADE
Album : Return To Base....

Lemme love into you
Lemme lemme love into you
Let me take you
Let me make you
Let me give you love
Let me give you something,
Let me let me give you something
To remember, let me bend ya
Let me give you love

Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love

[guitar solo]

Lemme love into you
Lemme lemme love into you
Let me meet ya
Let me treat ya
Let me give you love

Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love

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Album : Return To Base....

Ginny Ginny Ginny

Every Saturday, she spends a night on the tiles.
Every Sunday morning, never early to rise.
Back to work on Monday with the sleep in her eye.
She's late, so she dives.
Every Tuesday evening, stays in washing her hair.
I phone her up on Wednesday, find there's nobody there.
Working late on Thursday, oh 'cos Fridays the day, when she gets her pay.

Ginny, gotta get it while you can
She ain't about to start no family plan
Ginny Ginny gets some dandy handy man so she won't change
No she's never gonna change yeah

Always takes a week in the winter to ski.
She goes as Mrs Smith so she gets it for free.
Late again on Monday says her plane was delayed, or so she says
Always said she wants to find a millionaire
But he must be one with understanding to spare
Cos Ginny ain't the girl a man can tie down
She's sure been around

Ginny, gotta get it while you can
She ain't about to start no family plan
Ginny Ginny gets some dandy handy man that she won't change
Oh No no
Ginny, gotta get it while you can
She ain't about to start no family plan
Ginny Ginny gets some funny money handy man that she won't change
No she's never gonna change yeah

Ginny Ginny Ginny

Every Saturday, she spends a night on the tiles.
Every Sunday morning, never early to rise.
I can't afford to buy her any diamonds or pearls
She ain't one of the girls

Ginny, gotta get it while you can
She ain't about to start no family plan
Ginny Ginny gets some funny money handy man that she won't change, no
Ginny Ginny, gotta get it while you can
She ain't about to start no family plan
Gotta find herself some funny money handy man, that she won't change
No she's never gonna change, yeah

Oh Get it get it
Ginny Ginny gonna get it get it
Ginny Ginny gonna get it get it
[etc]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

We'll bring the house down

Woh oh oh oh oh
Woh oh oh oh oh
Woh oh oh oh oh
Woh oh oh oh oh

Turn the megawatts way up loud
Send an Earth tremor thru the crowd
C'mon, heads down shakin', c'mon
120 In decibels
A rock an rollin' with armpit smells
C'mon, heads start shakin', c'mon

I said
We'll bring the house down
We'll bring the house down
We'll bring the house down
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it
Yow!

Headbangers don't buy no soul
All they wanna do is rock'n'roll away
Let the bass blow you away
Imaginary playing heavy riffs
No diminisheds or fancy fifths
C'mon, heads down shakin', c'mon

We'll bring the house down
We'll bring the house down
We'll bring the house down
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it

Woh oh oh oh oh - oh oh oh oh oh
Woh oh oh oh oh - oh oh oh oh oh
We'll bring the house down - oh oh oh oh oh
We'll bring the house down - oh oh oh oh oh

[Guitar solo]

Ohhh
Days later your ears are still ringin'
No voice from shouting and singing it out
Sweat it and get it out

We'll bring the house down - oh oh oh oh oh
We'll bring the house down - oh oh oh oh oh
We'll bring the house down - oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna get it
You're gonna get it

[Etc]

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Satisfaction guaranteed, if I can get my way
Satisfaction yes indeed, there's nothing more to say

Only that boys will be boys and they rise to the occasion
Girls lovely girls, wanna stop your night starvation

I wanna feel em (they like it)
I wanna squeeze em (you like it)
I wanna hold em (we want it)
More oh yeah
I wanna touch em (they like it)
I wanna squeeze em (you like it)
I wanna hug em (we want it)
More oh yeah

Interaction guaranteed - a fire down below
They may be called the weaker sex, the female dynamo
Only that boys will be boys and they're out to kill the passion
Girls lovely girls, always wanna be in fashion

I wanna feel em (they like it)
I wanna squeeze em (you like it)
I wanna hug em (we want it)
More oh yeah
I wanna touch em (they like it)
I wanna feel em (you like it)
I wanna hold em (we want it)
More and more

L-l-lazy lovers ain't no use, you end up needing more.
You had a hard day's no excuse, We've heard it all before.
Boys will be boys, whistling and shouting at them.
Girls luvverly girls, oh what would we do without them?

I wanna feel em (they like it)
I wanna squeeze em (you like it)
I wanna hold em (we want it)
More oh yeah
I wanna touch em (they like it) ohh uh uh
I wanna feel em (you like it) ohh uh uh
I wanna hug em (we want it)
More and more and more

I wanna touch em, hold em, squeeze em, feel em
Kiss em, tease em, love em, hug em
Oooooooooooo!
More and more and more and more.
I wanna hug em, tease em, squeeze em, hold em
Touch em, squeeze em, feel em, rough em
Oooooooooooo!
More and more and more and more
And more and more and more and more

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

We were leavin' LA airport, me and Midlands Misery (Jimmy Lea)
On an early mornin' plane flight out to some Radio XYZ
Was a 1950's prop job, that had seen much better days
When we came on in to the last approach saw the runway through the haze

And the wheels ain't comin' down
All of my nine lives passed before my eyes
And the wheels ain't comin' down
And you realise you wanna stay alive
you wanna stay alive

Women weepin', children playin', as we roared into a climb
Men was playin', we was drinkin' lots and it never cost a dime
Alter course for San Francisco, standin' by on red alert
Gonna chance a landin' on the sea hoping nobody gets hurt

And the wheels ain't comin' down
All of my nine lives passed before my eyes
And the wheels ain't comin' down
And you realise you wanna stay alive
you wanna stay alive
Wanna stay alive
Stay alive

We applauded Chuck the Captain when our feet had touched the ground
And I won't forget the moment he said 'It's OK folks, the wheels are comin' down.'

And the wheels they're comin' down
and you realise it's good to be alive
And the wheels they're comin' down
and you realise you're gonna still survive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
They're comin' down
They're comin' on down
They're comin' on down
They're comin' on down

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Album : We'll Bring The House Down

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all night alright
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all night alright
Electric guitars turn on the honky
Gotta let it go go go

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all day hey hey hey
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all day hey hey hey
So if you've got it you'd better flaunt it
Gotta let it go go go

Got your girl got your boy
Got you something to get you high
Better hold on to your hats now
I got your rhythm you got your beat
I'm gonna get you up off your seat
Gotta throw away your blues
You got nothing else to lose

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all night alright
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna play gonna play all night alright
Barrin' sensations too hot to handle
Gotta let it go go go

[Break]

You'd better hold on to your hats now hey hey hey
Gotta throw away your blues
You got nothing else to lose

You'd better hold on to your hats now
Gonna stay gonna stay all day hey hey hey
You'd better hold on to your hats now
Hold on all day hey hey hey
Cos circulation turn on the honky
Gotta let it go go go

Go go go

Go go go

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Let me tell you bout the in and outs of love
Let me tell you about a bit of push and shove
Let me tell you when the hooded terror strikes (wo oh)
Like he just even picks at everything he likes

Doesn't matter if you're naturally one way
Doesn't matter if you're actually, well gay
There's nothing like it when sensations coincide
Hidden mysteries that flies can never hide

Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more

Let me tell you bout the up and down romances
Let me tell you how the bad girl makes advances
Let me tell you when the hooded terror strikes
He's a ladykillier, doing what he likes

Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more

There's nothing like it when frustrations are relieved (oh ho)
And when fantasy ambitions are achieved

Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh when I'm dancing
Oh I ain't fighting with you no more

When I'm when I'm dancing, [etc]
(I hate dancin'!)

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Move on!
I said hey dizzy mama - won't you let me take you home?
I said hey dizzy mama - let me take you home
You ain't in no fit condition to be wanderin' the streets all on your own

I said hey dizzy mama - let me hold you tight (woooooo)
I said hey dizzy mama - wanna love you all night
Hey hey dizzy mama, wanna make you feel alright

Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

[guitar solo]

I said a dizzy mama, let me come into your coochie coo - woo coochie coo
Oh hey dizzy mama, let me come into your coochie coo - woo coochie coo
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

Oooooo dizzy mama, let me feel your woo - oww
Oooooo dizzy mama, let me feel your woo - oww
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

[guitar solo]

Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mama
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

Hey hey dizzy mama
Hey hey dizzy mamamamama
Hey hey hey dizzy mamamama
Woo woo dizzy mama
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before
I said hey dizzy mama
You ain't got nothin' I ain't never seen before

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Roll it on, roll it on!

Go funny family go home, Joey's sittin there on his own
Sittin there a missin' - missin all the kissin'
Wishin' that he wasn't alone

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news

All of the cuckoos at breast - one flies away from the nest
Finds himself a cutie, a root'n toot'n beauty - she made the hairs stand up on his chest

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news

All he needed was a little bit of company
Just to help take away some of the misery
All he wanted was a little bit of ecstacy
And he's surely gonna find it, surely gonna find it

Joey got a shot in the arm
And now he's sleepin' back at the farm
Still knows he can do it, I guess he always knew it
He never done nobody no harm

I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news - nuts bolts and screws - I heard it on the news
I heard it on the news - I heard it on the news -
Nuts bolts and screws
Nuts bolts and screws
Extra extra, read all about it
Nuts bolts and screws
Nuts bolts and screws
Extra extra, read all about it
Paper paper, late edition
Read all about it

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Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

Well maybe you think you're Harlow, Lana Turner or a Hedy Lamarr
Well, baby baby baby believe me you go too far
My baby she can't stop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's holdin' it against me - she's sure to be a shakin' it again

Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

Well maybe you think I'm Brando, Valentino or a Freddy Astaire
Well baby baby baby believe me, I don't care
My baby she can pop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's a hot rodded booger and she's a sure to be a doin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green

You never too young to rock me, you' never to old to roll
Well baby baby baby believe me, ooh my soul
My baby she's a looker, she sure sure sure is a cooker
She's a makin' it and breakin' it and sure to be a shakin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please yeah
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green

Baby got it, oo oo she got it now
Baby got it, oo oo she got it
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

My baby got it.
My soul!
My baby got it

Ohhhh I wanna be Bela Lugosi and the Marx Brothers rolled into one
Well baby baby baby believe me, I'm solid gone
My baby she can't stop it, my baby ooh she got it
She's holdin' it against me - she's sure to be a shakin' it again

Givin' me the go - the girl is ever ready to please yeah
Givin' me the go - the girl is turnin' over - changin' all the red into green
Yeah sing it now,
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now (Ooh she got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it (My baby got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it now (Oooh oooh she got it)
Baby got it, oo oo she got it

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Lemme love into you
Lemme lemme love into you
Let me take you
Let me make you
Let me give you love
Let me give you something,
Let me let me give you something
To remember, let me bend ya
Let me give you love

Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love

[guitar solo]

Lemme love into you
Lemme lemme love into you
Let me meet ya
Let me treat ya
Let me give you love

Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love
Let me give you love

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Album : We'll Bring The House Down
(originally by Chuck Berry)

We're gonna do a little bit of rock and roll, yeah

I went a-out on the floor when they played number one
My rock and roll baby was sure havin' fun
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number two
She says she don't, but I know she do
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometime, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number four
My littlle baby was askin' for more
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

Get on
Way-oh

Go on Davey, get the fuck in
Hey hey

I went out out the floor when they played number seven
Had a coke and cheeseburger that sent me to heaven
I'm a rocker, hey hey, I'm a roller, whoo
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

I went out on the floor when they played number nine
She wanted more, but I ain't got the time
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'

We went out on the floor when they played number ten
My rock and roll baby says do it again
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and rollin', rollin'
I go down, sometimes, but I come back to rock and roll

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

Not tonight, Josephine - don't be so mean - I like the way that you do
But now I got a date with the Duke
Not tonight, Josephine - don't be so mean - I stand on my heels for you
But now I got a date at Waterloo

I want a welcome home, a welcome home
I want a welcome home, a welcome home
I want a welcome home, when I come home again
I want a welcome home, a welcome home
A welcome home, a welcome home
A welcome home, when I come home again

Not tonight-a Cleopatra, you know what I'm after, but wait until I get back home
Now I got a date in Rome
Not tonight Guinevere, you whisper in my ear, you're ready willing and able
But now I got a date at the table

I want a welcome home, a welcome home
I want a welcome home, a welcome home
I want a welcome home, when I come home again

I want a welcome home, a welcome home
A welcome home, a welcome home
A welcome home, when I come home again

Go little Queenie.....

You're gonna get it tonight - You're gonna get it tonight
You're gonna get it tonight - You're gonna get it tonight at home
You're gonna be the Queen of the ball

Tonight's the night for Josephine, for Cleopatra, Guinevere, at home
You're gonna be the Queen of the ball

So keep it safe, keep it warm, dont'cha let it stray,
A little bit lovin' goes a long long way
(indecipherable and probably rather rude)

[Choruses and adlibs to end]

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Artist : SLADE
Album : We'll Bring The House Down

We're gonna do some rock 'n' rollin' okey cokey
You put your right arm in, your right arm out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the okey cokey an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, sing it …
Woh oh, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey
Hands clap, knees bent, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put your left arm in, your left arm out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the okey cokey an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, come on
Woh oh, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey
Get drunk, fall down, yoh, yoh, yoh
Put your right side in, your right side out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the okey cokey an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, come on,
sing it …
Woh oh, the okey cokey, sing it (woh ho, the okey cokey), let me hear you
(woh ho, the okey cokey)
Hands up, legs straight, yeah, yeah, yeah
You put your left leg in, your left leg out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the boogie woogie an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, come
on, sing it …
Woh oh, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey
A-ram-bam-a-loo-bam a-lam-bam-boo

You put your backside in, your backside out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the okey cokey an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, sing it …
Feel the okey cokey, ooh feel the okey cokey, feel the okey cokey
Hands clap, knees bent, yeah, yeah, yeah
You put your whole self in, whole self out, In out, in out, shake it all about
You do the okey cokey an' you turn around, that's what it's all about, come on,
sing it …
Woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey
Hands clap, knees bent, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said, ooh in the moonlight, ooh in the moonlight, ooh in the moonlight
Hands clap, knees bent, yeah, yeah, yeah
One-tiddily-eye-eye, yeah yeah yeah, Wam-bam-a-loo-bam a-wam-bam-boo
Wam-bam-boo, ooh-ahh-ooh …
Woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey, woh ho, the okey cokey
Hands clap, knees bent, yeah yeah yeah , I said …

Woh ho, the okey cokey, sing it (woh ho, the okey cokey)
Louder, louder (woh ho, the okey cokey)
Louder louder Um-diddily-ahh-ahh, ooh-ahh-ohh
Get drunk, fall down, yeh yeh yeh
Bees start a-jumpin', yeah yeah yeah
Yeh yeh yeh, yo yo yo, ooh hah, ooh hah, yeah yeah yeah yeah …

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