Done With Mirrors 1985 |
1. Let The Music Do The Talking |
Let The Music Do The Talking |
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Rock-a-bye baby If you want to dance Grab yourself a body And take a chance They say one time around Is all you get But I'm still dancin' So you lost your bet I got a hardcore mama With a hot hoochie coo Make my wheels start spinnin' Like a formula two I got one for the money Two for the show Three for my honey And four to let you know that I Let The Music Do The Talking Let The Music Do The Talking Let The Music Do The Talking Let The Music Do The Talking Cheese cake Mabye if I take another bite I'm a real fat city I'm an aero delight Threw out my pipe And my alcoline Got a squeaky clean body And a dirty mind I'm a real fine dancer I'll be cuttin' rug Got my brand new baby She's my brand new drug Let The Music Do The Talking (Repeat) |
My Fist Your Face |
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Wake up baby, what you in for Start the day upon your knees What you pissin' in the wind for You musta snorted too much bleas East house pinball wizard Full tilt bozo plague Second floor trekkie Makin' warp speed out the door Julio Afrokeluchie He the only one who stayed Countin' up the days Please no more My Fist Your Face That's for sure Hey Betty Boop you got me droolin' I'm buzzing 'round your hive tonight You play the hooky stead of schoolin' Son of a bitch put out the light Thirteen year old hookers Take a sack right trough the bars You wonder why the man's outside the door Junior achivers, got the old bull by the horns Back in the saddle gets you sore My Fist Your Face That's for sure East house pinball wizard Full tilt bozo plague Second floor trekkie Makin' warp speed out the door Julio Afrokeluchie He the only one who stayed Countin' up the days Please no more My Fist Your Face That's for sure (Repeat) |
Shame On You |
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Somebody tryin' to take my soul Nobody gotta hear my rock n' roll Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you babe No leader, steady as a ghost Tooth sweeter, powdering her nose Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you babe A-smith, old hank pank Pulling down your knickers Ah, who you gonna spank Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you babe Joe Perry, Oh, Mr Style Some kind of killer bee Buzz a while Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you babe Bogus honey, square dance close Grab your partner, bring it home 'n dosey, dosey Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you baby Seemin' jazzy bein' shipped in Wilds of the Stanley Try to given' in Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you baby Seven or eleven Go to roll the dice Am I in heaven Or am I in Miami Vice Shame, shame, shame on you babe Shame, shame, shame on you baby |
The Reason A Dog |
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You keep knockin' but you can't com ein The way you love I adore You always come never know where you been But a-now I'm here baby to even the score You're up, you're down You're always running in place Triathlon if you please You're always beggin' me for a taste But I ain't up to snuff if you sneeze Yak yak yak Lord you give me the bends Heads and tails You're all out of love Like The Reason A Dog Has so many friends He wags his tail instead of his tounge Your older sister She's a lot like you She likes to grab my mircophone Now there ain't too much she won't do Especially when we're all alone You're up, you're down You're always runnin' in place Triathlon if you please Her mind's on rewind and erase You might get shot, babe When you're shootin' the breeze Yak yak yak Lord you give me bends You're heads and tails Are calling for love Like The Reason A Dog Has so many friends He wags his tail instead of his tounge (Repeat) Your older sister She's a lot like you And there ain't too much she won't do There's always something That you got to say I lose my mind and then I surely fade away, yeah Yak yak yak Lord you give me the bends You're heads and tails Now look what you done Like The Reason A Dog Has so many friends He wags his tail instead of his tounge (Repeat) |
Shela |
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(Chorus) Shela, Shela, she like a hurricane Shela, Shela, she like a ball and chain Shela, Shela, she like a hurricane Got myself a lady Got down on my knees, yeah... Hotter than Hades Heaven if you please, yeah... (Chorus) Some girls put it to you Make you scream in pain, yeah... Some will say they knew you And then forget your name, yeah... Shela, real tight Shela, that's right Shela She said she could do it Love she could fulfill There ain't noting to it Backbone gets a chill Yeah, yeah, yeah... |
Gypsy Boots |
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(Chorus) Gypsy, gypsy, dancing feet Gypsy, gypsy, bittersweet Screamer, dreamer, idsarray Gypsy, gypsy, why don't you fly away No good, papa's no good Sister's no good and that's a drag Sometimes you feel like Your head's on the ceiling When you scream your mama rag When your daddy come home With an old soup bone And take all your money away And your mama's in the kitchen On the phone she be bitchin' And your girlfriend who called to stay (Chrous) High school lover, with ya cops undercover And gettin high, drank Lebanese Hey mama, choose what you been through And hit righ between your knees Hair case, shotgun, rock on Chewing gum, take it to the dance tonight Your love child with wild child smile And don't care wrong from right (Chorus) Nobody but nobody baby Knockin' my socks off Rock, rockin' baby I'll be gettin' my rocks off Nobody but nobody Shootin' never get a shot off Yeah, yeah, yeah |
She's On Fire |
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Oh, She's On Fire Oh, She's On Fire Hot to trot, she's a bit insane Little bit of pleasure With a little bit of pain I got to be smokin' So I know without a doubt Where there's the smoke There's the fire, so I gotta boot it out Say oh, She's On Fire Oh, She's On Fire Only child with a hang down lip Starve for love and you pay your chip Little by little, catch enough to me She's more of a woman And I thought she'd be to me Hungry girl, she's a city slick Sayin' the one, on a losin' stick She's On Fire She chop my head on a guillotine She's my flame, she's a feather my chief She's On Fire |
The Hop |
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Thinkin' 'bout the night life In the ladies powder room Brother's like a howlin' wolf By the light of the silvery moon Joey's like a pavlos dog When he starts to salivate A hardly man himself Is hard to shake his rattle snake (Chorus) Me, I got a brand new babe You know something just ain't right I say yeah, yeah Can't stop rockin' tonight Hangin' at the shopping mall With a watchman full of sash Leave your smile outside the door 'Cause the kids be kickin' ass My old boot heels be smokin' You really got to understand We're burning down the town tonight When the new shit hits the fan (Chorus) Yeah, yeah, can't stop rockin' tonight Lyin' on your back tonight Watch the moon eclipse Mabye eatin' out tonight But you just ain't leavin' tips So you best watch out what you do And who you do it with 'Cause you'll be kickin' ass tonight With the boys in Aerosmith |
Darkness |
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Darkness, Darkness, hungry to the bone Darkness, Darkness, take my body home God, I'm in love, I'm in love... She like a pooker She holy roller, love me like a song She like a lightning She roller coaster, 'til the break of dawn She like a shadow She all around me, nasty hearted dream She got the sexy She do it to me, wake me when I scream God, I'm in love, I'm in love... Now I lay me down to sleep Goodnight Pray the Lord my soul to keep Tonight If I die before I wake In your arms, my love can't break away Darkness (she like a shadow) Darkness (she all around me) Nasty hearted dream Darkness (she got the sexy) Darkness (she do it to me) Wake me when I scream God I'm in love, I'm in love...
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