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| for Rock in a Hard Place |
| Album: Rock in a Hard Place Tracks: 1. Jailbait 2. Lightning Strikes 3. Bitch's Brew 4. Bolivian Ragamuffin 5. Cry Me a River 6. Prelude to Joanie 7. Joanie's Butterfly 8. Rock in a Hard Place (Cheshire Cat) 9. Jig is Up 10. Push Comes to Shove |
| Jailbait (Crespo/Tyler, 4:38) Take me, take me... Take it or a-leave it on a Saturday night And what you see is what you get so give me a bite Here are lots of ladies, they are so insecure Leave it to the boys and the fool is on the hill Hello baby, yeah it's me There'll be no judge, no third degree no Jailbait Play the fool and you play the punk Wake up babe, I'm a-don't know Jailbait I believe in someone talkin' Can't let go you don't get hold no Jailbait What it is, but you believe it What you got, got up the sleeve and Jailbait Oh, J-j-j-Jailbait Oh, J-j-j-Jailbait Oh, J-j-j-j-Jailbait Take it, leave it, roll the dice You're hard as hell, I'm cold as ice no Jailbait Tell your daddy how you do me Put the woodcheck, do it to me Jailbait What you see in daddy's eyes Check the boys, no surprise no Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-j-j-Jailbait Do me, do you, tell me what you see in me too Do me, do you I ain't complainin' the Bitch's Brew There's a lover who never knew she's Jailbait Steep the chase, call the sweat You steep the feet, oh gracer bed, oh Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-j-j-Jailbait Oh, j-j-j-j-j-j-Jailbait J-j-j-j-j-j-j Oh, J-j-j-j-Jailbait Lightning Strikes (Supa, 4:26) Boys, it looks, are ready to rumble The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble Blades gonna flash when streets gang clash In the avenue tonight When the lightning strikes Zip gun Johnny's finger is itchin' The lid's gonna blow up in hell's kitchen It's an eye for an eye And a tooth for a tooth It's so ruthless when they fight When the lightning strikes And it's free for all in the parking lot And who'll rule the street And the night explodes When the cops bring down the heat And the chains they crash like thunder While the weak ones all retreat Gotta draw first blood Or they'll read you your funeral rights When the lightning strikes It's dog eat dog when you meet your rival And the combat zone it's your means of survival Gonna get last licks on a suicidal blitz With a broken dagger knife When the lightning strikes And it's free for all in the parking lot And who'll rule the street And the night explodes When the cops bring down the heat And the chains they crash like thunder While the weak ones all retreat Gotta draw first blood Or they'll read you your funeral rights Oh, oh... When the lightning strikes When the lightning strikes When the lightning strikes Lightning and thunder When the lightning strikes... Bitch's Brew (Crespo/Tyler, 4:14) I tell ya kinky You foxy little flirt I caught you in the biar path Liftin' up your skirt Well let me tell ya What you been doin' in the Firepatch What you been doin' with your little skirt Got... You've been foolin' with the bitch's brew You know the things I told you not to do You fell into the briar patch Ain't nothing gonna save your ass Remember the things you said The saving and the screams for bread And now you just walked away So take it away, all the way You're fooling with the bitch's brew That ain't the thing you ought to fool with Now you keep your fingers out of there, honey You know that isn't there The way that you really feel Down the parts on the way you deal Where the witch is sight And the things that you fight (Oh God) You've been messin' with the bitch's brew Now don't you know who you're talking to Say you're talking to the bitch's who Tell me you never cared The Voodoo man eyes of fire The Hoodoo man most desire The Bitches are out 'n' smooth Tell me from the light of the moon (Yodle-lay-lay-lay, yeah, yeah, yeah, come on) I've been thinkin' Had my hands through the sense of time Yeah, and I've been drinkin' Just to make this here song rhyme You're foolin' with the bitch's brew Now don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you... Don't go foolin' with the bitch's brew... Bolivian Ragamuffin (Crespo/Tyler, 3:32) Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag You gotta dance to the tune of Bolivian Ragamuffin Out take's short breaks Love her till the earth quakes Stand on the seashore lookin' at the city See the street light, dog bite your lady on the titty At the wax museum everybody cares to see themselves As others care to see you but nobody wants to be you baby Corn bread, cabbage head Try and get a side of me Hold my pickle, hold your lettuce Special orders don't upset me Kickstand face, looks so evil like Knieval Never make third base like a tongue in my old lady Like a squatez vous and a domo arigato Tip my hat to you rock a roller obbligato Stage show come in stride, smoke a bone I'm feelin' fine Girls in heat will try and get us Hash in bones won't upset us He need cash... Kick in the pants Wantin' for... Gotta dance Say it ahh... To you to give us the chance Ain't gonna do it... ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it... ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it... ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it... ain't gonna do it Ain't gonna do it... ain't gonna do it Cry Me a River (Hamilton, 4:06) Now you say you're lonely You cried the whole night through Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river over you Now you say you're sorry For being so untrue Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river over you Now you say you're sorry For being so untrue Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river over you You drove me in and drove me out of my head While you never shed a tear Remember, I remember all that you said You told me love was to come in This moment you was, you were... you were Now you say you love me Well, just to prove you do Come on and cry me a river, cry me a river I cried a river over you I cried a river over you I cried a river over... (yah yah, yeah, yah yah, yeah...) Prelude to Joanie (Tyler, 1:21) At first we three thought 'Twas the biblical cord of life The noticing 'twas connected to his head How strange, not to be believed I reached out to feel and the pony's eyes opened The cord got hard, the head looked around And you know who pushed and gushed The waters of life First two hooved feet, then the shine of his fur But at first to my eyes only Feather feathers wings The butterflies flew up in such colors Exploding all around us The rest I did not notice till there he stood All eyes in wonder Who me Who you Look Joanie's Butterfly (Crespo/D/T, 5:35) [No Lyrics] Rock in a Hard Place (Cheshire Cat) (Crespo/D/T, 4:46) It was a take it or a leave it Kinda Saturday night I wish I could love you till the cows come home If the make is right If it's a make believe I said it ain't And tell you then 'Cause if it's a dream I'm in the please wake me up And smile again Oooh, close your eyes and what do you see Oooh, look what in hell they did with your only belief She was a real top manner Lies and no conniver Heart pumpin' floozy Late night driver Her second hand clothes Smiling like a cheshire cat Said it was in and out and up and down the urchin moon Only a certain situation on the sea I'm who Putting the ring around the rose 'n' pull the daisy chain Cover your head and tell me you ain't from there and back again Oooh, close your eyes and what do you see Oooh, nothing but how you will lie with your only belief in me She was a real top manner Lies and no conniver Heart pumpin' floozy Late night driver Her second hand clothes Smiling like a cheshire cat Give a good one I want to be or not to be tonight Why should I hold her down in bed when you should ride me right Want you to give it all you got, no need to make amends Cover your little mouth come up for air I got the bends Oooh, close your eyes and what do you see Oooh, nothing but how you will live with your only belief in me She was a real top manner Lies and no conniver Heart pumpin' floozy Late night driver Her second hand clothes Smiling like a cheshire cat Jig is Up (Crespo/Tyler, 3:10) Yeah, hey hey, hey hey... Dancing queen, sold like black vaseline She was a long tall Sally joystick Know what I seen She was all right Dashing spurs Pong man, puss 'n' boots She was a long-long live, long live who Sweet pretty lady (Lick 'em, love 'em) Booze and a-fruities (Push 'em, shove 'em All kinda crazy (Love for my cousin) Hey lime juicy De, de, de, de... New York chicks Old jock wild in the city Got a moon lady Drive me crazy Do what you do, do She was all tight I mean all right (heh heh) Sweet painted lady (Lick 'em, love 'em) Lose and a fruities (Push 'em, shove 'em) All kinda crazy (Love for my cousin) Hey lime juicy De, de, de... sure... Only Sweet painted lady (Lick lick love 'em) Lose and a fruities (Push push shove 'em) All kinda crazy (Love for my cousin) Hey lime juicy De, de, de... sure... Push Comes to Shove (Tyler, 4:28) (Chorus) Can you be in love When you live alone Push comes to shove When you're bitchin' on Now look at every I'm toned on you without a doubt Said the music does the talkin' But all we heard is talk about The girls are left behind When forty women all spend time With me and the boys And the toys, yeah Rose said she was fine for two With blonde hair, by crack it Miles of blue Sooge, she was on my side 'Cause she and Nancy Ah they took me for a ride The girls are left behind When forty women all spend time With me and the boys And they do, yeah the toys Talk about itt Walk about it Talk about it Talkabubi Talk about it... Talk about it... Dedumdudidudi (Chorus) She looked, well, about 35 to me When mine was still comin' on to you But I was covered back, back then 'Cause me and the boys Knew hot courier The girls are left behind When forty women all spend time With me and the boys And the toys in the attic Her sister, she was lank a fin Never thought I'd give in Her candle of youth was burnin' low But me and the boys Knew something had to go The girls are left behind When forty women all spend time With me and the boys Dededudidudu... Talk about it Walk about it Talk about it Talkabubi Talk about it Talk about it... Dedumdudidudi (Chorus x2) Huh! (Repeat Chorus) Return to Top |
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