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�?�et me be your dog?
If you tell me what to do
I could do it quite well
Give detailed desires, I抎 be tryin?like hell
You could leave a little clue
I would follow it through
You got to say somethin?If there抯 anything you want me to do
Let me be the slave you can faithfully flog
Let me be your dog
I got no way a択nowin?what show is in town
I could be your pacifier
I could be your favorite hound
Just gimme some proof, I抣l deliver in style
On a hot tin roof, I抣l be burnin?the tiles
Let me be the friend of a friend
Of a stepmother抯 brother
Of the slave you can faithfully flog
Let me be your dog
(solo)
Roll me right over, I抣l crawl and I抣l beg
Casanova rover, bitin?your leg
�?os what goes around, comes around
Simple as that
You抎 be doin?yourself a favor
Cuttin?the crap
Let me be your cross-breed, off the lead
Chasin?my tail
I could make you feel better
Like a cheque in the mail
Like a poll-position for the closin?down sale
Like a hog in a synagogue
Let me be your dog
Call me Rover
Let me be your dog
C抦on baby, I抣l be good
Like I know I could
Let me be your dog
Hey baby, please baby
Let me be your dog
(Rankin--Polygram songs)
Published by Nazreth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh, Hamburg
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Blind in my one good eye
My mind just won抰 reply
Somethin?from way down south
Kinda formin?a dust in my mouth
Lookin?for a place to hide
Lookin?for a space to die
Rattlin?like an old tin can
I抦 cruisin?like a laundry van
hot 憂?cold fever down to my knees
Wearin?out all of my rosary beads
Can抰 shake those shakes
Can?t shake those shakes no more
Can抰 shake those shakes
Feels like I抦 dyin?when I抦 already dead
Date with my medicine man
He got the remedies I understand
Gotta find the price to pay
Gonna send me on my way
Gotta desperate need, gotta feed the fire
I got a chemical love and a burned out desire
Can抰 shake those shakes
Can抰 shake those shakes no more
Can抰 shake those shakes, eels like i抦 dyin?When I抦 already dead, I抦 dead.
Don抰 care for sentiment, don抰 even pay my rent
Got enough bad habits to blame
Got enough of them to keep me sane
Losin?altitude in this neighborhood
Can抰 break the fall, though iI know that I should
Can抰 shake those shakes
(Rankin/Paul.....Polygram songs)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydorgmbh, Hamburg
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Hello, feelin?happy, got peace of mind?
Hello, kimosabe, won抰 you be so kind
Tell all the fake facts jack, dirt n all
How long抎 it take you mac, t抔et the skirt to fall?
Hello Mr. backstreet president, hello, how抯 it hangin?Still shakin?her tent? don抰 it hurt, what she抯 sayin?
態out you to your back, don抰 it bother you at all?
You know you crack me up, really, really crack me up
Well hello, (hello) it抯 a real bad line, just want the
Love of a good, good woman sometime
Sold to the man who has everything
Gold-caged madonna, sing mama, sing
Come on, get close, I forget how near
Move along now, There抯 nothin?to see round here
Can?you care about me, like I care about me?
Don抰 it bother you at all?
You know you crack me up, really, really crack me up
You crack me up, crack me up
Happy, feelin?happy, got peace of mind?
Hello kimosabe, won抰 you be so kind?
Tell all the fake facts jack, dirt n all
How long抎 it take you mac, t抔et the skirt to fall?
Come on, get close, I forget how near
Move along now, there抯 nothin?to see round here
Can抰 you care about me, like I care about me
Don抰 it bother you at all?
You know you crack me up, really, really crack me up
You crack me up, really, really, really, really, really, really
Crack me up
You know you crack me up, you crack me up.
(Rankin.......Polygram songs)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh , Hamburg
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Time goes between us, and there抯 no release
Silent ref抮ence to defenses raised higher
Than we抣l ever need
The more we try, flame inside gets colder to the touch
Taking for granted, gets taken for granted too much
So come on and move me
Let me feel you move me
Prove me wrong, show me I still belong
Come on and move me
Let me feel you move me like you used to
She never asked anything of me
That I could ever be
Now we抮e lyin?in the shade
Sharpenin?the blades of our rivalry
Untidy lies, they could never disguise
The truth behind the door
Feelin抯 grow nearer, then disappear again some more
So come on and move me
Let me feel you move me
Prove me wrong,s how me I still belong
Come on and move me
Let me feel you move me like you used to
There can be no contention, come on and move me
Let me feel you move me
Prove me wrong, show me I still belong
Come on and move me
Let me feel you move me like you used to
Move me, come on.
(Rankin......Polygram)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh, Hamburg
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STEAMROLLER
Here she come, right on time
Tenement mixer, givin?the hard line
Hammerin?down walls of steel
Permanent fixer, it抯 a bad sign
She抯 runnin?right over you
Ain抰 no way to control her...steamroller
Can抰 figure you out, she抯 big trouble
Soul-contractor, makin?your pain pay double
Don抰 wanna know, 抌out no last chance
Outa time, now you抮e last year抯 model
She抯 crawlin?all over you
Still you try to console her......steamroller
She抯 rollin?all over you
Try survivin?below her
She抯 rollin?all over you
Like a head-kickin? ass-whippin?Steamin?demon fast bowler......steamroller
Here she come, there you go
Boa-constrictor, takin?it real slow
Price of fame, down to zero
She抯 a run-away train, puttin?on a real show
She抯 comin?back over you
Like a Bay City roller......steamroller
Steamroller...steamroller...steamroller
(Rankin, Agnew, McCafferty...Polygram songs)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh , Hamburg
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I'm gonna keep it in the family
Gotta straighten my face
Wanna keep it in the family
Saving my disgrace
Like a tick-a time bomb inside a'me
Been to the mount, seen the other side
Money back, number one, guaranteed
Sole-satisfied
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Everybody celebrate, stand by your beds
By your beds
Easy access, easy led, stand by your beds
By your beds
You know it's nothin' new I'm telling you
Its always been around
Its the home made milkshake
Apple pies 'n lemonade
Never turned down
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Everybody celebrate, stand by your beds
By your beds
Easy access, easy led, stand by your beds
By your beds
Gimme, gimme, gimme it alll
Gimme, gimme, gimme it all
Everybody celebrate, stand by your beds
By your beds
Easy access, easy led, stand by your beds
By your beds
(Rankin, Agnew, Hardwell......Polygram/Trinitron)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd.
Copyright 1994 Polydor gmbh, Hamburg
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My head is dancin' like a ball full of fire
Burnin' up with the flames gettin' higher
Rip it up, rip it up good
Rip it up like you know you really should
We never have to say a thing to one another
The band is hot 'n' there playing it like a mother
Rip it up, rip it up good
Rip it up like y'know you really should
Get you on the rebound, catch y'when you fall
Singin' "Long Tall Sally", gonna rip it up, rip it up
Sweet is drippin' from the ceiling an' the walls
Word is out.I hear the curtains gonna fall
Rip it up, rip it up good
Rip it up like y'know you really should
Get you on the rebound, catch y'when you fall
Singin' "Long Tall Sally", gonna rip it up, rip it up
Rip it up, rip it up good
Rip it up like y'know you really should
Get you on the rebound,catch y'when you fall
Singin' "Long Tall Sally", gonna rip it up, rip it up
Ooh, rip it up, rip it up (rip it up)
Ooh, rip it up, rip it up (rip it up,rip it up)
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Hard times comin' so the messenger said
Better guard your liquor like your own homestead
Took it under cover, then we took it underground
In temptation, we had another round
Governor came, bout eleven or twelve
Under so much pressure,couldnt help himself
Word got out to the national guard
Spread like a fire in a lumber yard
Saddle up boys, and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Cavalry came, and we were tumblin? dice
Wouldnt let them in cos they wouldnt ask nice
Drank to the health of friends and foe
Thanks to the lord, but he never did show
Second wind gone as the second wave came
Manned in command, in the presidents name
Kept at bay, kept knockin? at the door
Couldnt care less cos we all wanted more
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Dried up supplies till the morning sun
Never realized where it all couldve gone
List up boys, its plain to see
Hell is merely sobriety
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
Saddle up boys and call up the mission
A hundred strong in the providence hall
Pray boys for the prohibition
Damn that demon alcohol
The saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Saddle up, boys
You better pray, boys
Damn that demon alcohol.
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Someone givin? you a hard time
You got on the attack
But some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
The news spread like a holiday
'bout your "accident? no roses, no wish you wells
That ain't money well spent
I wanna know what you were thinkin
As your walls came down
Surprised eyes of your sacrifice
Or just that you'd been found
If they done to you what you could do
You'd be torn apart
You haven't suffered quite enough boy
But it's a start
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
My, my, funny time don't fly
When you got you to yourself
And your disease makes you ill at ease
Bad for your health
Then all these questions with your patient replies
Not foolin? anyone
If not for you only strong survive,if they run
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
Someone givin? you a hard time
You go on the attack
Some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
If they done to you what you could do
You'd be torn apart
You haven't suffered quite enough boy
But it's a start
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
(rankin......polygram songs)
Published by nazareth (dunfermline) ltd.
Copyright 1994 polydor gbmh, hamburg
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She knows all about me
She knows all my felonies
She got the moves to-a-make me tremble
She's got me on my knees
She's got life-time guarantees
'ain't got no time for my innuendos
I don't mind if you make a dime baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump 'n? grind in your own time baby
Bring it on home to mama
She say I'm to blame
She say men are all the same
She got the signed, sealed, testimony
She knows a woman's place
She knows where to rest her case
She got her mind on alimony
I don't mind if you make a dime baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump 'n? grind in your own time baby
Bring it on home to mama
Hey, baby, bring it on home to mama
Hey, hay-makin? baby, bring it on home to mama
She wears a heart of gold
Says her needs are many fold
I got no reason or need to doubt it
She knows she leads the dance
She knows how t'wear those pants
She got the full metal matching outfit
I don't mind if you make a dime baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump 'n? grind in your own time baby
Bring it on home to mama
I don't mind if you make a dime baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump 'n? grind in your own time baby
Bring it on home to mama
You can go blind, gimme what's mine
If y'wanna keep this love alive, (keep this love alive)
Bring it on home to mama
Don't talk back, just get another kick-back
This ain't no jive, (this ain't no jive!)
Bring it on home to mama
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, bring it on home to mama
Bring it on home!
(rankin......polygram songs)
Published by nazareth (dunfermline) ltd.
Copyright 1994 polydor gbmh, hamburg
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If it takes them so long
So long to say yes
Why don抰 they just say no?
They don抰 need anyone to be put to the test
Why don抰 they let us go
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be free
We needed a plan, we needed defenses
We couldn抰 raise a smile
As the world looked on, they raided our senses
There can be no reconcile
Burning down, burning down, burning down, burning down
There was a time before life was taken for granted
慦ill never come again
Our flower is dead, the seed is unplanted
They put it all to flame
Burning down, burning down, burning down, burning down
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be free
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be, livin?for the right
Livin?for the right to be free
Burning down, burning down , burning down , burning down
(Rankin.....Copyright Control)
Published by Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd
Copyright 1994 Polydor gbmh, Hamburg
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Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds and mars
Any heart not tough
Or strong enough
To take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
I'm young, I know
But even so
I know a thing or two
I learned from you
I really learned a lot
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when it's hot
Love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves, I guess
They're not foolin' me
I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue
Love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue
Love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
Ooh-ooh, love hurts
Ooh-ooh
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We've got to get it together
You bring the wine, we'll bring the weather
We haven't come to be clever
Let's make it now 'cause this could be never
We're gonna razamataz ya tonight
We're gonna razamanaz ya all night
Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet
Let's see ya dance, dance, dance.
Now that we've come to a showdown
We won't allow you a second to slow down
The moment has come to deliver
You as the taker, and we as the giver
We're gonna razamataz ya tonight
We're gonna razamanaz ya all night
Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet
Let's see ya dance, dance, dance.
All of the world loves a raver
We're playin' for ravers who savour the flavour
You all appear calm and collected
Razamanazin' you never expected
We're gonna razamataz ya tonight
We're gonna razamanaz ya all night
Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet
Let's see ya dance, dance, dance.
We're gonna razamataz ya tonight
We're gonna razamanaz ya all night
Razamataz, razamataz, up on your feet
Let's see ya dance, dance, dance.
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My white bicycle, my white bicycle
Riding all around the street
Four o'clock and they're all asleep
I'm not tired and it's so late
Moving fast everything looks great.
My white bicycle, my white bicycle
See that man, he's all alone
Looks so happy but he's far from home
Ring my bell, smile at him
Better kick over his garbage bin
My white bicycle, my white bicycle
The rain comes down but I don't care
The wind is blowing in my hair
Seagulls flying in the air
My white bicycle
lead:
Policeman shouts but I don't see him
They're one thing I don't believe in
Find some judge, but it's not leavin'
Lift both hands, his head in disgrace
Shines no light upon my face
Through the darkness, we still speed
My white bicycle and me
My white bicycle, my white bicycle
(Burgess/West)
Getaway Music
copyright 1975 Nazareth (Dunfermline) Ltd
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