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Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
I live with thirteen dead cats
A purple who hear spats
They're all livin in a hall
And I can't stand it anymore
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
LyricsBut if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
Before being a man
Livin' in a garbage pail
My landlady call me up
She tried to hit me with a mop
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
I can't stand it anymore more
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
But if Shelly she would just come back
It'll be allright
Be allright, be allright....
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Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why she's given half her life, to people she hates now
Stephanie says when answering the phone
What country shall I say is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
Stephanie says that she wants to know
Why it is thought she's the door She can't be the room
Stephanie says but doesn't hang up the phone
What sea shell sea is calling from across the world
But she's not afraid to die, the people all call her Alaska
Between worlds so the people ask her 'cause it's all in her mind
It's all in her mind
She asks you is it good or bad
It's such an icy feeling it's so cold in Alaska,
it's so cold in Alaska, it's so cold in Alaska
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She's my best friend, certainly not the average girl
She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling down
Oh, it hurts to be that way
Oh, it hurts to know that you're that kinda fellow
Here's to Newspaper Joe, dropped his teeth on the floor
Caught his hand in the door
Guess that's the way the news goes
If you want to see me
Sorry, but I 'm not around
If you want to be me
Turn around, I'm by the window where the light is
She' my best friend, better than a dog or cat
She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling down
Oh, it hurts to be that way
Oh, it hurts to know that you're that kinda fellow
Here's to Mullberry Jane, She made jam when she came
Somebody cut off her feet, now jelly rolls in the street
If you want to see me
Sorry, but I 'm not around
If you want to feel me
Turn around, I'm by the window where the light is
She's my best friend, certainly not the average girl
She's my best friend, understands me when I'm falling
Falling down, Falling down, ...
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Lisa says that it's allright
When she meets me alone at night
Lisa says that she has a fun
And she'll do it with just about anyone.
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says that she's on the run
Looking for a special one
Lisa says that every time she makes his trip
She knows her heart will beat
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Looking for a part and some action
Going to make it feel okay
But what do you find
When the time has come on, now
Look at it run
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says, Lisa says, Lisa says...
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1969, Live version
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea
birthes a hollow hair
Part of a figure head
It nearly drive me crazy
I am a lazy son
My death would get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-ho
But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been
Down by the sea, down by the sea
Down by the sea, down by the sea
Lyrics
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea
Insects are evil thoughts
Fought off by selfish men
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-holler
But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been
Dawn by the sea, ...
Here comes,...
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She's over by the corner
Got her hands by her sides
They hit her harder harder harder
Till they thought she might die
Well I got a foggy notion, do it again
Over by the corner, do it again
I got my calomine lotion baby, do it again
I got a foggy notion, do it again
She made me do something that I never did before
I rushed right down to a flower store
I bought her a boundle a beautiful batch
Dont't you know something, she sent 'em right back
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
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Somebody shut the door
I know where temptation lies
Inside of you heart
You can talk during this
I know where the evil lies
Inside of your heart
Well get out of here
If you're gonna try to make it right
You're surely gonna end up wrong
Wrong wrong wrong wrong
Ah!
That's the only chord I know
I know where the mirror's edge
Is inside of your heart
Motown
It's no even within five feet
Well if you're gonna make it right
You're surely gonna end up wrong
You don't look like Martha and the Vandellas
I'm just gonna start it all over again
Lyrics
Somebody get her out of here
Electricity comes from other planets
(It's not that a bad solo. Four times is pretty together)
(You can stay here)
I know where temptation lies
Inside of your heart
Yes he's ready
I know where the evil lies
Inside of your heart
Is he ready
Well if you're gonna make it right
You're surely gonna end up wrong
Oh the whole mess start again
Well New York buildings are very hight
And not all offensive
Lock the door
Gonna carry on at infinite leght, my dear
The Pope in the silver castle
Was that awful
Hey, that's fine. That's it
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One of these days
Ain't it peculiar
Gonna look for me
And baby I'll be gone
One of these days
And it won't be long
You gonna call my name
And I'll be far gone
I'm gonna tell you something
That I ain't told no one before
That is if I can't stop dancing
And get my poor self off this bar room floor
One of these days
Ain't it peculiar
Babe you're gonna call my name
You now that I'll be gonne (bye bye baby)
I'm gonna tell you something
That I ain't told no one before
LyricsThat is if I can't stop dancing
And get my poor self off this bar room floor
One of these days
And it won't be long
You gonna call my name
And I'll be gone
You gonna call my name
And I'll be gone
You gonna call my name
And I'll be gone
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If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?
If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
LyricsAnd all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, Swoop
oh baby,
Rock Rock
Swoop, Swoop, Rock, Rock
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I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
You held up a stagecoach in the rain
And I'm doing the same
So you're hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me
I'm sticking with you
'Cos I'm made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I'm gonna do too
There're people going into the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the Cong
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing, babe, we hang past right and wrong
I'll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I'll do anything for you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
Oohoh I'm sticking with you
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