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1. |
Live Slow, Die Old
02:39
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Well Ride up on my tail cause I’m a goin’ slow
Man, pass on by, if you got’s to go
I’m driving fifty-five in a sixty zone
Ain’t no one gonna rush me, when I’m on my own
(I wanna)
Live slow, Die Old
Leave ‘em wanting more
Get your, Greasy
Kicks off my back door
‘Cause I plan to
Stay and have a ball
And live slow, die old
And leave them nothing at all
That’s me in the food court tapping my toes
The light bulbs off but nobody knows
Nothing up top not a strand of hair
If I could remember I wouldn’t care!
Live slow, Die Old
Leave ‘em wanting more
Get your, Greasy
Kicks off my back door
‘Cause I plan to
Stay and have a ball
And live slow, die old
And leave them nothing at all
All I want is to take my time
All I need is just to make her mine
All I want is just to take life slow
And lay her down and love her so
I'll have a private nurse to tend to me
Stacked up like a loaded Christmas tree
She's taking my pressure, it’s a looking as good
As the hardware purring under her hood
Live slow, Die Old
Leave ‘em wanting more
Get your, Greasy
Kicks off my back door
‘Cause I plan to
Stay and have a ball
And live slow, die old
And leave them nothing at all
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2. |
Fat City
03:26
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Driving with the top down, Acting like a class clown
Girl called me up and her parents are outta town
Heading to the city, Hummin’ a new ditty
Seeing the girls looking oh so pretty
Fuzz pulled me over, Pegged me as a rover
Said move it on just a little bit slower
That’s Fat City Yeah!
Well That’s Fat City Yeah!
Couldn’t plan it better if I had the rest of my life
When everything is going right
And things are getting better tonight!
Drinkin’ in the shower, Sleep another hour
Put it to the floor and listen to the power
First day of real spring, When you let your heart sing
She’s wearing something hot, that’s really got a tight cling
Smell of a downpour, Getting outta your chores
Pick it up and put it on the dance floor
That’s Fat City Yeah!
Well That’s Fat City Yeah!
Couldn’t plan it better if I had the rest of my life
When everything is going right
And things are getting better tonight!
Shooting for a home base, Happy just to make face
Sometimes the catch, really vindicates the big chase
Never gonna forget, On the night that we met
How you made me purr and how you made me sweat
Think it the best day, Never gonna fade away
Not many things in the world can make you say….
That’s Fat City Yeah!
Well That’s Fat City Yeah!
Couldn’t plan it better if I had the rest of my life
When everything is going right
And things are getting better tonight!
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3. |
Make Me Motor
02:16
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Make me motor
Make my engine run
Got more power
Then you could ever imagine
You got me locked and loaded under your spell
If I was a praying man then I’m going to hell
Make me motor
Make my engine run
You gotta tight shirt, mini skirt
V-neck dropped until I hurt
Hoisted Straped in
Don’t make me beg again
Dolly’s ready, Ken is sore
Got me all night screaming more
Minnie, Micky
Come on darling, Let’s get tricky
Make me motor
Make my engine run
Got more power
Then you could ever imagine
You got me locked and loaded under your spell
If I was a praying man then I’m going to hell
Make me motor
Make my engine run
Time to call shotgun
Everybody make a run
Outline of your frame
Burning into my brain
I can feel you on my arm
The parts that add to your charm
Caught peeking again
Something’s gonna get a sprain
Make me motor
Make my engine run
Got more power
Then you could ever imagine
You got me locked and loaded under your spell
If I was a praying man then I’m going to hell
Make me motor
Make my engine run
Are those homegrown or
Did you take out a loan?
Wanna hit the high seas
Is it meant just for me?
But I’m just a cream puff
Looking for some ear muffs
I can see through the night
Because you brought your headlights
Make me motor
Make my engine run
Got more power
Then you could ever imagine
You got me locked and loaded under your spell
If I was a praying man then I’m going to hell
Make me motor
Make my engine run
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4. |
Wading
03:31
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We’ve Been discarded in the water
Lead like lambs to the slaughter
We’ve got to stick together and try
Holding on to each other
It all keeps getting harder
When you’re pulling me down to stay dry
Currents getting stronger
I don’t know how much longer
I can keep my head above the waves
I head in your direction
But I mis-read your affection
And you’re pushing me away
I’m wading for you
The stream is pulling you too
But I’m heading to the ocean
No way I’m going to drown
But the only way you’re heading is straight straight down
The torrent has us now
We’re missing every bough
I struggle hard to go on and reach
You slap away my grasp
Why it’s getting hard too ask
As lovers swell high upon the beach
The waves are moving faster
I can sense disaster
Out of every word that you speak
Travelling side by side
Fighting with the tide
Has made my motions so weak
I’m wading for you
The stream is pulling you too
But I’m heading to the ocean
No way I’m going to drown
But the only way you’re heading is straight straight down
Now I’m treading water
Downward sinking on
You’re looking kinda calm
Like you used me all along
I’m wading for you
The stream is pulling you too
But I’m heading to the ocean
No way I’m going to drown
But the only way you’re heading is straight straight down
I’m pulling on ahead
Through the courses that we tread
Trying hard to shake off your grasp
Rising from your gaze
I’ve lost you in the haze
You finally surrender your clasp
Not going down with your ship
I’ve had enough of your whip
I think it’s time to release your stone
You’re doing pretty fine
Snagged another on your line
Think it’s time for me to go on alone
I’m NOT wading for you
The stream is through with you too
But I’m heading to the ocean
No way I’m going to drown
But the only way you’re heading is straight straight down
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5. |
Got Lucky
02:30
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I got lucky the first time that I met you
I got lucky when you said you’d be true
I got lucky when you said you loved another
I got lucky when you said we’re through.
First time was in my beater
Third time was in your van
Fifth time we broke by the road and didn’t have a plan
You were never much for talking
Actions - louder than words
I knew if I’d done right or wrong just by the noises heard
I got lucky the first time that I met you
I got lucky when you said you’d be true
I got lucky when you said you loved another
I got lucky when you said we’re through
You loved those fuzzy dice
You handled gear shift too
I loved the things to you did to keep me warm the whole night through
You spoke with you body
You spoke with your bliss
But we never spoke to one another outside of a kiss
I got lucky the first time that I met you
I got lucky when you said you’d be true
I got lucky when you said you loved another
I got lucky when you said we’re through
Well I know I loved your body
I know that I loved you
But you didn’t give a damn for me, and you found somebody new
I got lucky as the rabbit’s foot
Dangling from my keys
Left to die in some cold cage, hacked down at the knees
I got lucky the first time that I met you
I got lucky when you said you’d be true
I got lucky when you said you loved another
I got lucky when you said we’re through
Now it’s time to give that luck to someone new
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6. |
Shiny & Chrome
02:49
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Tell me does it matter where you pray at night?
What drives you wild, or what your god looks like?
How your skin is tone, How your pace is won
Try and guess my race by my skeleton!
Jimmy likes to Wail
Suzy likes to moan
But under their skin,
They’re all shiny & chrome
Fightin’ with a master living over your head
Are you any better than your best friend?
What about your neighbour from another clan
Who’s to say, who’s the better man?
Jimmy likes tail
Suzy likes the bone
But under their skin
They’re all shiny and chrome
Tell me do you know what keeps one up at night?
Try to understand one anothers plight.
Sharing the time like we’re sharing the land
Nothing to hold to but giving a hand
Suzy likes to wail
Jimmy likes to moan
But under their skin
They’re all shiny and chrome
Fightin’ with a master living over your head
Are you any better than your best friend?
What about your neighbour from another clan
Who’s to say, who’s the better man?
Susy likes tail
Jimmy likes the bone
But under their skin
They’re all shiny and chrome
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7. |
You're Too Cool
04:01
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I’m listening and
we’re kissing
You don’t know what your missing
By staying with someone like me
But I must give you up
And let you be free
You’re too cool
For a loser like me
How did I ever end up to be
The one who takes you home at night
And I wrap my arms around you tight
I’m wishing and
I’m thinking
Into your arms I am sinking
While thoughts run around in my head
Well ignore what I’m say
And stay with me instead
You’re too cool
For a loser like me
How did I ever end up to be
The one who takes you home at night
And I wrap my arms around you tight
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8. |
The Beater
03:03
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She’s taken a beating, She taken them all
There nothing I can do that she ain’t seen before
She doesn’t get uptight if we make a mess
I’ll tell you she never will fail to impress
A little rust on the outside
but upholstery is fine
She is beat all to hell
But she’s all mine
If I had model straight off of the floor
I’d worry I’d ding her straight out of the door
A new make all slender and shiny and chrome
Don’t do it for me when I’ve got her at home
A little rust on the outside
but upholstery is fine
She is beat all to hell
But she’s all mine
She’s seen some good times
She’s seen the bad
Sometimes mistreated
Sometimes been had
A little rust on the outside
but upholstery is fine
She is beat all to hell
But she’s all mine
I didn’t always take the care that I should
Didn’t always pay attention underneath the hood
But she has stuck with me through fat times and lean
Which is more than I could say for some trailer queen
A little rust on the outside
but upholstery is fine
She is beat all to hell
But she’s all mine
She’s seen some good times
She’s seen the bad
Sometimes mistreated
Sometimes been had
A little rust on the outside
but upholstery is fine
She is beat all to hell
But she’s all mine
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She strutting like a peacock on her way to the ball
She’s like a trailer strapped in for the long haul
Her heels riding up a quarter mile
Hills and Dales and a wicked smile
There’s something about that girl
What it is man?
There’s something about that girl
What is it man?
Is it the lies in her eyes
Is it the shape of thighs
There’s something about that girl
She’s burning like a barbecue hot of the grill
Her phaser burning bright, loaded, set to thrill
She was made for loving’ this I know
Just not for me I’m pretty sho’
There’s something about that girl
What it is man?
There’s something about that girl
What is it man?
Is it the swing in her step
Is it the pop in her pep!
There’s something about that girl
That girl is the berries on the bush of life
She’s sharp as the blade on the end of a knife
Tail tied tight like a tiger taught
I’m a loose as a goose already caught
There’s something about that girl
What it is man?
There’s something about that girl
What is it man?
Is it the lies in her eyes
The shape of thighs
There’s something about that girl
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10. |
Dead In My Tracks
03:10
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Friday night, all alone, no action to be had
Mean streets feeling more lonely than ever truly mad
Muffled fights and neon lights pull me in the city’s cracks
I saw you through the crowd of sin and you stopped me
Dead In My Tracks!
What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this
What I wouldn’t give for a piece of your heart,
what I wouldn’t do just for a kiss?
Greasy spoon, After hours, you stuck right close me
I’ve been alone for such a time , I could use the company
Not giving in, to such high hopes, heading from the condiment rack
You’re where I left you, sitting tall and you stopped me
Dead In My Tracks!
What’s a place like this doing ‘round a girl like you
What I wouldn’t give to be your everything
What I wouldn’t give just to be true (to you)
Back to my place, it ain’t much, you don’t mind the stairs
I had a time I won’t forget in a thousand million years
Eyes are heavy, dozing off, I see her and I see wax
You’re still there when I open them and you stopped me
Dead In My Tracks!
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11. |
Death Of Me
01:55
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I can’t help but notice when she wiggles when she walks
Turn into a puddle when she giggles while she talks
Can’t help but stare and I’m trying not to gawk
Does she even wonder why I circle ‘round the block
You’ll be the death of me!
Strutting in those ripped blue jeans
Striking in that tight white tee
You got me down on my knees
And I can hardly breath
And veryone can see
You’ll be the death of me
It ain’t no surprise that it was lust at first sight
Couldn’t keep my cool though I tried with all my might
It’s getting hot in here and my collars getting tight
If my doctor could have seen me well he would’ve had a fright
You’ll be the death of me!
Strutting in those ripped blue jeans
Striking in that tight white tee
You got me down on my knees
And I can hardly breath
And everyone can see
You’ll be the death of me
My heart it is a racing like a dragster on a run
The shoes have popped off of my feet, my heels are freshly spun
You got me cocked and ready like the barrel of a gun
The sweat is pouring down my neck, I gotta stop the fun
You’ll be the death of me!
Strutting in those ripped blue jeans
Striking in that tight white tee
You got me down on my knees
And I can hardly breath
And everyone can see
You’ll be the death of me
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12. |
Come With Me
02:11
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Roll my sleeves, Cuff those jeans
Grab my switchblade comb!
You gotta come out, Come with me
You gotta come out, Come with me
The night is young and there’s so much here to see
Slay me now, I don’t need no more
You’ll have them rolling down in the grocery store
You gotta come out, Come with me
You gotta come out, Come with me
The night is young and there’s so much here to see
Tear it up D!
Roll that Pomp, Hoist those girls
Keep on working on your pretty curls
You gotta come out, Come with me
You gotta come out, Come with me
The night is young and there’s so much here to see
We’re high, fly and too wet to dry
Soaking it up to the sky
You gotta come out, Come with me
You gotta come out, Come with me
The night is young and there’s so much here to see
Break it down, AC!
I say put it here on the here and now
Here’s to that here’s how
You gotta come out, Come with me
You gotta come out, Come with me
The night is young and there’s so much here to see
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13. |
Memories Of You
03:36
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If the world ends, don’t tell me, I’ve got too much to do
If your heart breaks don’t mend it, the way you always do
When you’re looking down upon me, As I’m laying on the floor
Don’t think I’m looking up for something, That wasn’t there before
I’m haunted
By the days we knew
And the thoughts
That you could be untrue
Bad times
That we all went through
And I’m haunted
By the memories…
The memories of you
If your pockets overflow with wealth beyond your means
Don’t think that I would pray to you and drop down to my knees
If your looking for a damaged soul in disrepair
Don’t think that’d it’d be easy molding something from a square.
I’m haunted
By the days we knew
And the thoughts
That you could be untrue
Bad times
That we all went through
And I’m haunted
By the memories…
The memories of you
If fame would only come to the ones who need it most
I wouldn’t have to spend this night with nothing but your ghost
For even though the sheets surround the recall of your frame
My memories crave one more fleeting movement with your flame
I’m haunted
By the days we knew
And the thoughts
That you could be untrue
Bad times
That we all went through
And I’m haunted
By the memories…
The memories of you
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14. |
Night Tide
03:28
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This ‘burben life has got me down and feeling lonely
Waiting for that stretch of open sea
There’s no way she’s anything but my one and only
But is there more to this life for me
I wanna ride again
Ride again
Wanna take my time
Gonna save my pride
I wanna ride again
Ride again
In the night time
By the night tide
Saunter homeward feeling worse for dead soldiers
Face is burning like some unloved flag
I want nothing more in this world than just to hold her
Instead of a drive down this main drag
I wanna ride again
Ride again
Wanna take my time
Gonna save my pride
I wanna ride again
Ride again
In the night time
By the night tide
The cold night air clears away all my foggy feelings
Heading all at once for the comfort of bed
She’s at the door and it’s raining from the ceiling
And I know I have nothing to dread
I wanna ride again
Ride again
Wanna take my time
Gonna save my pride
I wanna ride again
Ride again
In the night time
By the night tide
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