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What?
Well, let me roll up on to the sidewalk and take a look, yes
Whoa! She's beautiful!
I'm talking about a Yankee Rose!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
And she looks wild, wild, wild, wild!
Are you ready for the new sensation?
Well, here's the shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute when her flag unfurls
Well, guess who's back in circulation
Now, I don't know what you may have heard
But what I need right now's the original good time girl
She's a vision from coast to coast (Coast to coast)
Sea to shining sea (Sea to shining sea)
Hey sister, you're the perfect host (Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
Bright lights
In your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout it
When she walks, watch, the sparks will fly
Firecrackin' on the fourth of July
No sad songs tonight, somethin's in the air
A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets glare
Still provin' any night that her flag's still there
She's a vision from coast to coast (Coast to coast)
Sea to shining sea (Sea to shining sea)
Hey sister, you're the perfect host (Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
Bright lights
In your city lights, all right
I'm in love with the Yankee Rose
Ah, she's beautiful, alright
Mmm, nothin' like her in the whole world
Yeah!
She's right on time, I'm on the case
Pick up the phone, no time to waste
She got the beat
And here's a little bit comin' your way
Oh, raise 'em up there
Let's see who salutes, baby
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the mast, swing 'em from here
I wanna get a little bit of apple pie, man
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights
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On the stage I'm in a rage
But you I never fool
Well I can rock with anyone
But never alone with you
Somethin' starts a barkin'
Now deep inside of me
I need a classy woman
To knock me off my feet
(chorus)
Shyboy, shyboy, shyboy, shyboy
Shyboy, shyboy, give it one more time boy
Shyboy, shyboy, shyboy, shyboy
Shyboy, shyboy, give it one more time boy
Oh, you make me nervous
More than I had planned
Would you wanna know me
If I wasn't in the band
Crazy feeelings
Deep inside of me
I need a wild woman
To knock me off my feet
(chorus)
Gotta keep things moving
Till my personality starts improving
(chorus)
Gotta keep things moving
Till my personality starts improving
(chorus)
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Well, baby, I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm an easy man.
Well, baby, I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm an easy man.
So come on down and get me, honey, while you can.
Available, available, available, I am free, I am.
Available, available, available, I am free, I am.
Well, I just can't help myself, I am yours to have.
Come, get me, baby,
get me while I'm hot.
Hurry, hurry, baby,
you can have a lot.
Push me over, push me over, push me over, I'm a pushover.
Well, up for grabs, up for grabs, up for grabs, I am up for grabs.
Well, I just can't help myself, I am yours to have.
Come, get me, baby,
get me while I'm hot.
Hurry, hurry, baby,
you can have a lot.
Push me over, push me over, push me over, I'm a pushover.
Well, up for grabs, up for grabs, up for grabs, I am up for grabs.
Well, I just can't help myself, I am yours to have.
I'm easy,
said I'm easy
yeah, I'm easy
oh I'm a pushover...
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Talk about the high cost of lovin'
I think I hear freedom drummin'
It seems
Give me your heart
And I'll give you the stars
"Yeah right", she says
"Maybe in your dreams"
(pre-chorus)
Heat wave blast, kids are screamin'
Pavement's hot (and the) sidewalk's steamin'
Only me, happens every time
Thinkin' 'bout you and me
Hello - Goodbye
(chorus)
You can jazz it up or play it slow
It's still the only song I know
It's 2 a.m. and traffic's slow
Another ladies's nite in Buffalo
I was listenin' to the DJ sayin'
"Put the stone behind", he said
Then the words can blow better, better
I don't mind some stormy wheather
Tonight, no
I can feel it, the
(pre-chorus)
Put the top down, hit the road
I sing the only song we know
It's 2 a.m. the traffic's slow
It looks like ladie's nite in Buffalo
Oh, baby
(spoken)
I got kinda sense of deja vu
I could swear I've seen you somewhere before
You don't think you've ever seen me somewhere before, do you, huh?
So it must have been two other people
I know, baby, I say, I didn't wanna half drag you
It's too far to drive back, baby
I don't wanna drive alone tonight
(chorus)
Well it ain't much all right I know
But it's the only song I know
2 a.m. and the traffic's slow
Another ladie's nite in Buffalo
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Well, here I'm rollin' down another sunny highway
Been in the sun too long
I'm goin' coconuts but least I'm goin' my way
I'll probably be here when the sun goes down
I wanna live it up, wanna quit my job
Tell the boss to go to hell
I ain't complainin', you do the best with what you got
I know you're laughin' 'cause it's easy to tell
I'm goin' crazy
Goin' crazy
Ooh, from the heat
Remember dancing on the pier last night?
Got drunk and fell into the water
The big policeman wasn't laughing, didn't blink an eye
He said, "You're messin' with the mayor's daughter" (Whoa no!)
Don't tell me "give it up", too busy getting down
I learned my lessons well
You get it goin' and you don't never stop
I see you smilin' 'cause it's easy to tell
I'm goin' crazy
Goin' crazy
Ooh, from the heat
(Everybody!)
Goin' crazy
Goin' crazy
Ooh, from the heat
(Ow!)
Goin' crazy
Goin' crazy
From the heat
(Wow-wow-wow-wow!)
Goin' crazy
Goin' crazy
From the heat
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I was born in a trunk.
Mama died and my daddy got drunk.
Left me here to die alone
in the middle of Tobacco Road.
Growin' up rusty shack,
all I had was hangin' on my back.
Only you know how I loathe
this place called Tobacco Road.
But it's home, the only life I ever known.
Only you know how I loathe Tobacco Road.
Gonna leave, get a job
with the help and the grace from above.
Save some money, get rich and old,
bring it back to Tobacco Road.
But it's home, the only life I ever known.
Only you know how I loathe Tobacco Road.
Bring that dynamite and a crane,
blow it up, start all over again.
Build a town, be proud to show.
Gives the name Tobacco Road.
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Every outer inch of you looks like a lady
So don't get caught here, in the city at nite
And if you wanna take a chance and go down crazy
I sell protection for a price
(pre-chorus)
Well, call it love or call it murder
This ain't the crime of the century - No!
Don't point that thing at me
(chorus)
All in all my aim is better
Shots as clean as a mean goal-getter
A bad man on the run
I'm gonna be your dark stranger
Contact man 'tween you and danger
I'll protect you babe, with my elephant gun
Every minute counts when you play both sides of the law
Mm, these dangerous days
Mean nine lives doin' anything at all
A lot of folks been blown away
(pre-chorus)
(chorus)
Bang!
(pre-chorus)
Don't try to use that thing on me
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Well, Mousy Joe got the master plan.
He got a hat full of sugar; folks said, "You a lucky man."
One night he just disappeared
and all we found was his hat in a clearing
down by the Seven Eleven.
Folks cried, someone said he died.
But I know Joe didn't go to heaven, no.
He went looking for trouble,
it was in his eyes.
She was a dime a dozen
and they were two of a kind.
Cherry Blue and Mighty Mouse
kinda quiet dude and she was 'sposed to be back at the house
with the kids and the dog.
"And tonight we're rocketeers", said Mouse.
"And I know a little joint upstairs in the back
where we can sweat it all out and laugh."
And without a doubt they were, out
looking for trouble
the real kind, Oh
She was a dime a dozen, Ha ha ha
and they were two of a kind.
How many times have you said to yourself,
"Hey, I feel like a yo-yo, I've been here too long."
I bet if you asked them our heroes would say,
"Hey, we're already gone."
I know, somehow I know.
How many times have you said to yourself,
"Hey, pack up and go, I've been here too long."
I bet if you asked them our heroes would say,
"Hey, we're already gone."
I know.
How do I know that fellas?
And off they drove,
late night still alive,
They were moon shinin' brilliantly.
I'm sure he thinks that's cool
'cause any moon or mouse says he's a friend of hers
and this one will do just fine.
So what do you say we go lookin'?
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Lookin' for love at the back of a taxi,
got lucky in a cheap hotel.
Hot pants, mm.. nasty.
Don't bother knockin' 'cause you know damn well.
This blind date is cash and carry,
dead ringer for the big first prize.
Chance meeting in the roaring eighties.
You ain't going home tonight.
So shake it slowly
and do that bump and grind.
Well, I can tell you a few reservations.
More value, pass the buck.
I may be wrong but I think she kinda likes ya.
Think quick or you're out of luck.
This blind date is cash and carry,
we have a winner for the big first prize.
Chance meeting in the roaring eighties.
You ain't going nowhere tonight.
Shake it slowly
and do that bump and grind.
Rotate slowly,
make it bump and grind.
Oo, I feel romantic.
Oo, I wanna let you know.
Have you ever really studied dancing
or do you make it up as you go?
Shake it slowly,
do that bump and grind.
Move it slowly
and make it bump and grind.
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That's life, That's Life
that's what all the people say.
You're riding high on Monday,
shot down in May.
But I, I ain't never gonna change my tune
when I'm back on top in the month of June.
I said, that's life. That's Life
Ain't as funny as it may seem,
some people get their kicks
stompin' on a dream.
But I, I don't never let it get me down
'cause that big ol' world keeps spinnin' 'round.
Been a puppet, pirate, a poet, a pauper, a pawn and a king.
Been up and down and over and out and I know one thing:
each time that I find myself flat on my face
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's life, That's Life
And I can't deny it,
many times I thought of quitting, babe,
but my heart wouldn't buy it.
If I didn't think it was worth one try
I'd jump right on a big bucket and fly.
Been a puppet, poet, pirate, pauper; now I'm a king.
Been up, down, I know one thing:
each time that I find myself flat on my face
I pick myself up and get back in the race.
That's life, That's Life
And I can't deny it,
many times I thought of quitting, babe,
but my heart wouldn't buy it.
If I didn't think it was worth one try
I'd just roll myself up in a big ball and fly.
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