Double Platinum Lyrics
1978
Words and Music by Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons
I Know a thing or two about her.
I know she'll only make you cry.
She'll let you walk the streets beside her,
but,when she wants she'll pass you by.
Ev'rybody says she's looking good
and the lady knows it's understood.
Strutter! Strutter! Strutter!
She wears her satins like a lady.
She gets her way just like a child.
You take her home and she says:"Maybe,baby.".
She takes you down and drives you wild.
Ev'rybody says she's looking good
and the lady knows it's understood.
Strutter!
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I know a thing or two about her.
I know she'll only make you cry.
She'll let you walk the street beside her,
but, when she wants she'll pass you by.
Ev'rybody says she's looking good
and the lady knows it's understood.
Strutter! Look out! She'll just make you cry.
Strutter! Look out! That girl will just pass you by.
Strutter! Woa-woa! She gets her way like a li'l' child.
Strutter! Mama, that girl will just drive you wild.
Strutter!
Strutter!
Words and Music by Kim Fowley,Bob Ezrin,and Paul Stanley
You really like my limousine.
You like the way the wheels roll.
You like my seven-inch,leather heels
and goin' to all of the shows but!...
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
You like the credit cards and private planes.
Money can really take you far.
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
and the sound of electric guitars but!...
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
You really like rock and roll;
all the fame and the masquerade.
You like the concerts and studios
and all the money,honey that I made but!...
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
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Your back-stage pass and black sunglasses make you look just like a queen.
Even the fans they know you face from all of the magazines but!!!...
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Do You Love Me?
Do You Love Me? Really You Love Me?
Words and Music by Paul Stanley
If never I met you, I'd never have seen you cry.
If not for our first "Hello", we'd never have to say good-bye.
I keep tellin' you, Hard Luck Woman, you ain't a Hard Luck Woman.
Rags. The sailors only daughter. A child of the water.
Too proud to be a queen.
Rags. I really love you. I can't forget about you.
You'll be a Hard Luck Woman, baby, 'til you find your man.
Before I go...Let me kiss you and wipe a tear from your eyes.
I don't want to hurt you, girl, you know I could never lie.
I keep tellin' you, Hard Luck Woman, you ain't a Hard Luck Woman.
You'll be a Hard Luck Woman, baby, 'til you find your man.
Rags. The sailors only daughter. A child of the water.
Too proud to be a queen.
Rags. I really love you. I can't forget about you.
You'll be a Hard Luck Woman, baby, 'til you find your man.
You'll be a Hard Luck Woman, baby, 'til you find your man.
Oh, yeah. Bye-bye. So long. Don't cry.
I've been packin' my bags. Yeah, leavin' you.
So, Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye babe. Don't cry.
Words and Music by Gene Simmons
You need my love, baby, oh, so bad.
You're not the only one I ever had.
And if you say I wanna set you free,
don't you know, you'll be in misery. Ya know why?
They call me...(Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love. (Calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of. (Calling Dr. Love)
And, even though I'm full of sin,
in the end you'll let me in.
You'll let me through, there's nothing you can do. Oh.
Ya need my lovin'. Don't ya know it's true?
So, won't ya please, get on your knees?
There are no bills. there are no fees.
Baby, I know what your problem is.
The first step of the cure is a kiss. So...
Call me...(Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love. (Calling Dr. Love)
I am your doctor of love. (Calling Dr. Love)
DRUM SOLO (Ha!)
They Call me...(Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love. (Calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of. (Calling Dr. Love)
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They Call me...(Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love. (Calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of. (Calling Dr. Love)
They Call me...(Dr. Love) They call me Dr. Love. (Calling Dr. Love)
I've got the cure you're thinkin' of. (Calling Dr. Love)
Words and Music by Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons
Baby gets tired, ev'rybody knows.
Your mama tells you baby has to go. Yeah, yeah!
Let Me Go!
'Cause baby's got the fever. Baby wants to show.
Baby's got to tell me. Baby, Rock and Roll. Yeah,yeah!
I never knew I needed a baby like you.
I never knew I needed you like I do. Yeah,yeah!
Let Me Go!
'Cause baby's got the fever. Baby wants to show.
Baby's got to tell me. Baby, Rock and Roll. Yeah,yeah!
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You try so hard to please. You get me hard, you know.
Baby don't just squeeze. Let Me Go. Let Me Go!
Let Me Go!
'Cause baby's got the fever. Baby wants to show.
Baby's got to tell me. Baby, Rock and Roll. Yeah,yeah!
Words and Music by Paul Stanley
I really love ya, baby. I love what you got.
Let's get together we can get hot.
No more tomorrow, baby. Time is today.
Girl, I can make you feel O.K.
No place for hidin', baby. No place to run.
You pulled the trigger of my...
Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun.
You can't forget me, baby. Don't try to lie.
You'd never leave me mama, so, don't try.
I'll be a gambler, baby; lay down the bet.
We get together, mama, you'll sweat.
No place for hidin', baby. No place to run.
You pulled the trigger of my...
Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun.
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Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun. Love Gun.
Words and Music by Paul Stanley
She's got something about her.
She's got something I need.
Daughter of Aphrodite.
Hear my words and take heed.
I was born on Olympus;
to my father a son.
I was raised by the demons
trained to reign as the one.
God Of Thunder and Rock and Roll.
The spell you're under will slowly rob you of your virgin soul.
I'm the lord of the wastelands.
A modern day man-of-steel.
I gather darkness to please me
and I command you to kneel...before the...
God Of Thunder and Rock and Roll.
The spell you're under will slowly rob you of your virgin soul.
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I am the lord of the wastelands.
A modern day man-of-steel.
I gather darkness to please me
and I command you to kneel...before the...
God Of Thunder and Rock and Roll.
The spell you're under will slowly rob you of your virgin soul.
Words and Music by Paul Stanley
She'll adore you and she'll floor you
with her wisdom and her vision.
And you'll love it;and think of it;
'Til you lose all intuition. Come on!
She can move you and improve you
with her love and her devotion.
And she'll thrill you and she'll chill you
but you're headed for commotion.
And you'll need her so you'll feed her
with your endless dedication.
And the quicker you get sicker,
she'll remove your medication.
Get the Firehouse! 'Cause she sets my soul a-fire.
Get the Firehouse! An' the flames keep getting higher.
She's like bad weather but,it seems so good.
You never leave her but,you know you should.
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She's like bad weather but,it seems so good.
You never leave her but,you know you should.
Get the Firehouse! 'Cause she sets my soul a-fire.
Get the Firehouse! Woo-ooh,yeah!
Get the Firehouse! Woo-ooh,yeah!
Words and Music by Paul Stanley
She looked good. She looked Hotter Than Hell.
All dressed in Satins and lace.
I looked at her and it was just to clear;
I had to get on her case.
I said: "Lady, oh, lady, can I take you home?
There's just so much we could do.
I'll take you all around the whole wide world
before the ev'ning is through."
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. Ya know she's gonna leave ya well done.
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. She'll burn ya like the midday sun.
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I asked her why she couldn't make up her mind.
She said: "Ya don't understand.
I'd love to go but, there's something you should know."
She showed me her wedding band.
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. Ya know she's gonna leave ya well done.
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. She'll burn ya like the midday sun.
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. Ya know she's gonna leave ya well done.
Hot, hot. Hotter Than Hell. She'll burn ya like the midday sun.
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Words and Music by Paul Stanley
In the morning I raise my head and I'm thinking of days gone by;
and the thing I want out of life is...
I Want You (I Want You)
I Want You (I Want You)
You can run. You can hide but you'll never get away.
You can lie and deny but, you know you're gonna pay.
Never loved; never thought you could.
Treat you right, girl, you know I would.
You could fight, but, tonight, there's nothin' you can do.
I Want You (I Want You) Baby,baby,babe...
I Want You (I Want You)
You can walk in a haze. You can travel 'til you die.
You can live in a dream and your life will pass you by.
Ev'ry day that you hesitate;
never changin' the hands of fate.
You can fight but, tonight, there's nothin' you can do.
I Want You (I Want You) Baby,baby,babe...
I Want You (I Want You)
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In the morning I raise my head and I'm thinking of days gone by;
and the thing I want out of life is...
I Want You (I Want You) Baby,baby,babe...
I Want You (I Want You) Baby,baby,babe...
I Want You (I Want You) Baby,baby,babe...
I Want You (I Want You)
I Want You (I Want You)
Words and Music by Gene Simmons
Spoken words will appear in light blue.
Get up! And get your grandma outta here.
Pick up! Old Jim is workin' hard this year.
Baby, do the things he says to do.
Baby, if you're feelin' good...
and,baby, if you're feelin' nice...
You know your man is working hard...
He's worth a Deuce!
Honey,don't push your man behind his years!
And,baby, stop cryin'all your tears.
Baby, do the things he says to do. DO IT!!!!!!!
Baby, if you're feelin' good...
and,baby, if you're feelin' nice...
You know your man is working hard...
He's worth a Deuce!
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Baby, if you're feelin' good...
and,baby, if you're feelin' nice...
You know your man is working hard...
Words and Music by Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons
I'm sorry to have taken so long.
It must've been a bitch while I's gone.
Ya mind if I sit down for a while?
You'll re-acquaint yourself with my style.
Well, how could you have waited so long?
It must've been a bitch while I's gone.
All this time you put up with fear
for a hundred thousand years.
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I'm sorry to have taken so long.
It must've been a bitch while I's gone.
All this time I put up with fear.
Been a hundred thousand years.
And,baby,won't ya let me...? I think I'm goin' outta my head.
I'm just about ta...Ooooh,yeah. Ow!!
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(DRUM SOLO)
I'm sorry to have taken so long.
It must've been a bitch while I's gone.
Mind if I sit down for a while? Would ya,babe?
Re-acquaint yourself with my style.
Words And Music by Paul Stanley and Bob Ezrin
I feel uptight on a Saturday night.
Nine O'Clock and the radio's the only light.
I hear my song and it pulls me through.
Comes on strong; tells me what I got to do. I got to:
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down! Ev'rybody's gonna leave their seat.
Ya gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City.
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down! Ev'rybody's gonna leave their seat.
Getting late. I just can't wait.
Ten O'Clock and I know I gotta hit the road.
First I drink, then I smoke.
Start the car and I try to make the midnight show.
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down! Ev'rybody's gonna leave their seat.
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Movin' fast doin' ninety-five.
I hit top speed but, I'm still movin' much too slow.
I feel so good. I'm so alive.
I hear my song playin' on the radio. It goes!:
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna move their feet.
Get down! Ev'rybody's gonna leave their seat.
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Twelve O'Clock. I gotta rock.
There's a truck ahead; lights are starin' at my eyes.
Whoa,my GOD! No time to turn.
I got ta laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die. Why!!!
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna move their feet.
Get up! Ev'rybody's gonna leave their seat.
Music by Ace Frehley
There are no lyrics. This is an instrumental
Words and Music by Gene Simmons and Steven Coronel
She walks by moonlight. No one really knows.
Enchanted starlight. Never goin' home.
I know She's goin' down...goin'.
Ev'rybody knows She's so good.
Doin' well for others. She doesn't really know
The power's all within her as She takes off her clothes.
I know She's goin' down...goin'.
Ev'rybody knows She's so good.
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Doin' well for others. She doesn't really know
The power's all within her as She takes off her clothes.
I know She's goin' down...goin'.
Ev'rybody knows She's so good.
Words and Music by Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons
You show us ev'rything you've got.
You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot.
You drive us wild. We'll drive you crazy.
You say you wanna go for a spin.
The party's just begun. We'll let you in.
You drive us wild. We'll drive you crazy.
You keep on shouting. You keep on shouting:
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
You Keep on sayin' you'll be mine for a while.
You're lookin' fancy and I like your style.
You drive us wild. We'll drive you crazy.
And you show us ev'rything you've got.
Well, baby, baby, that's quite a lot.
You drive us wild. We'll drive you crazy.
You keep on shouting. You keep on shouting:
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
I wanna Rock And Roll All Nite and party every day.
Words and Music by Peter Criss,Stan Penridge,and Bob Ezrin
Beth I hear you callin' but, I can't come home right now.
Me and the boys are playin' an' we just can't find the sound.
Just a few more hours an' I'll be right home to you.
I think I hear them callin'.
Oh, Beth, what can I do? Beth, what can I do?
You say you feel so empty, that our house just ain't a home.
I'm always somewhere else and you're always there alone.
Just a few more hours an' I'll be right home to you.
I think I hear them callin'.
Oh, Beth, what can I do? Beth, what can I do?
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Beth, I know you're lonely and I hope you'll be alright
'cause me and the boys'll be playin' all night.
Words and Music by Paul Stanley and Sean Delaney