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Aerosmith
Aerosmith


Background information
Origin Boston, Massachusetts, USA
Genre(s) Rock'n'Roll
Heavy Metal
Blues Rock
Hard Rock
Years active 1970—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Geffen Records
Associated acts The Joe Perry Project
The Strangeurs/Chain Reaction
Website Website
Members
Steven Tyler
Joe Perry
Brad Whitford
Tom Hamilton
Joey Kramer
Former members
Ray Tabano
Jimmy Crespo
Rick Dufay



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Aerosmith Album


Rock In A Hard Place (1982)
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(Tyler, Crespo)

Take me, take me
Take me outside and maybe
Baby, take me
Take me, take me, take me...

Take it or leave it on a Saturday night
If what you see is what you get then gimmie me a bite
Here are lots of ladies, they is real insecure
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill


Hello baby, yeah it's me
Don't be no judge, no third degree oh jailbait
Play the fool and you play the pawn
Wake up babe, out the door gone, jailbait

I believe in someone talkin'
Can't let go you got a hold oh jailbait
What it is, but you believe
In what you got, got up your sleeve oh jailbait

Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-jailbait

Take it, leave it, roll the dice
She's hot as hell, I'm cold as ice oh jailbait
Tell your daddy how you do me
Put the woodshed, do it to me jailbait
Whatcha see in daddy's eyes
Check the voice, no surprise, oh jailbait


Oooh, j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait

Do me, do you, tell me, would you, see in, me too
Do me, do you

I ain't complainin' bitch's brew
Girl's a lover, never knew she's jailbait
Steeplechase, cold the sweat

. . .


(Supa)

The boys and dukes are ready to rumble
The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble
Blades gonna flash when the street gangs clash
In this avenue tonight

When the lightning strikes

Zip gun Johnny's finger is itchin'
Oh the lid's gonna blow up in hell's kitchen
It's an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
They're so ruthless when they fight

When the lightning strikes...Oooooh

And it's a free for all in the parking lot
Tell me who will 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 your funeral rights

When the lightning strikes

Uum...it's dog eat dog when you're meetin' your rival
In the combat zone it's a means of survival
Gonna get last licks on a suicide blitz
On a cloak and dagger night

When the lightning strikes

Oooh...it's a free for all in the parking lot
Over who'll rule the street
And the night explodes
When the cops bring down the heat

And the chains they crash like a thunder
While the weak ones all retreat
Gotta draw first blood
Or they'll read your funeral rights

Oooh, oooh...

When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha hear the thunder
When the Lightning Strikes
Can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha, can'tcha, can'tcha hear the thunder

. . .


(Tyler, Crespo)

I'll tell you a thing you little foxy flirt
I caught you in the briar patch
Lifting up your skirt
Well let me tell ya now
What you been doin' in the briar patch
What you been doin' in your little skirt
Makin' magic

You been fooling 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 you

Remember the things you said
Forsaken the scream for bread
And now you just walk away
So take it and throw it all the way

Are ya fooling with the bitch's brew
That ain't the thing you oughta fool with
Now keep your fingers outta there
Honey

You know that ain't no fair
The way that you read me
Is that because of the way you did
Beware of the witches' sight
Or the things that you bite

You been messin with the bitches' brew
Now don't you know who you talkin' to
Said you're talkin' to the bitch is who
Tell me you really never really cared

The hoodoo men eyes of fire
For who do men most deisre
The bitches are out and soon
aaaa
You can tell from the light of the moon

I been thinkin'
Ran my hands through the sands of time
Yeah and I been drinkin'
Just to make this here song rhyme
What the hell do you want me to do
Why won't ya take me with ya

Are ya foolin' round with the bitches' brew
Now don't you don't you don't you
Don't you don't you
Don't be foolin' with the bitches' brew

I won't be fooin' with your bitches' brew
Don't be foolin' with me now
Now don't be foolin' with the

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(Tyler, Crespo)

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
You gotta dance to the tune of a Bolivian ragamuffin
Outtakes
Short breaks
Love her 'till the earth quakes
Standin' on the seashore lookin' at the city
See the street light, the dog bite
Your lady on the titty at the wax museum
And nobody cares to see themselves
As others care to see
But nobody wants to be you baby

Cut Bread
Cabbage head
Try and get a salad made
Hold my pickle
Hold the lettuce
Special orders don't upset up

Kickstand face look so evil like Knevel.
Never make third base like a toilet bowl weevil
Like a squatez vous WITH A domo origato
Tip my hat to you rock and roll my ambragato

Stage show
Chorus line
Smoke a bowl of feelin' fine
Girls in heat will try and get us
Hash in bowls won't upset us

He need cash
Waterfall
Blame it all

I ain't gonna do it
I ain't gonna do it
I ain't gonna zoom it
I ain't gonna boot it
It ain't how you do me
Oooh you get me through it
I ain't gonna toot it
Ain't nothin' to it
Ain't nothin' to it

. . .


(A. Hamilton)

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 drive me mad
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 true for me and
You told me you was you would you would

Now you say you loved 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

. . .


(Tyler)

At first we three thought
'Twas the biblical cord of life
The noticing 'twas connected to his head
How strange, not to 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 'til there he stood
All eyes in wonder
Who me
Who you

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(Tyler, Crespo, Douglas)

In water still
The night I met the pony
It was so dark that I could hardly see
It smelled so sweet you know who and Joanie
So many butterflies one could not see

We all could feel desire
Took off in flight
It was hotter than fire
Then came the light

Oooh, oooh
Oooh, ah, now smell the heat
The dancing pony unwrapped his wings
To dry off Joanie
The pony he grew in size
In thunder and rain
And finally realized
A what he was and what he does
And what he couldn't say

And left to kiss the cheek of Mother Nature
Nobody here can be denied such things
Make the ladies you love, come honey
No butterfly should be denied it's wings

He were a kick ass rocking horse
He like a hell bent tied to the Gavin Pole
It was a one time fantasy
I got the bare bones, fly into the Holy Land
Bare back, flyin' like a ruddered man
Nightmares, and he can't hold a candle to my dreams
Yeah...yeah

We rode the night
And took to wing
It was so alright
It was everything
We flew into burning skies
The thunder and rain
And finally realized
What he is and what he does
And what he couldn't say

Oh, no, no...
Took off in flight
Oh, no, no...
Then came the light

Flashback, something coming over me
No sweat, one time fantasy
Bare boned, and all that is the wind it seems
Hell, who's the chick
That rides into my dreams

No livery
No stable lights
No try to please
Nobody's eyes
We'll never see us again
In time it'll pass
And where did it all begin
But all in good time
Somebody shot an arrow

Now tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me never
Wakin' me 'cause you're cold somtimes
Being seduced will be your own pleasures
What be his muse may be what he must find

He was a kick ass rocking horse
He was a one horned, unicornucopia
Two, two in Utopia
Three star, verge into infinity
Four...(four)
Four...(four)
Na na na na na

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(Cheshire Cat)
(Tyler, Crespo, Douglas)

It was a take it or a leave it
Kinda Saturday night
I wish I could love you 'til the cows come home
If the make is right
If it's a make believe I say it ain't
And tell you then
'Cause if it's a dream i'm in 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 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

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 a mends
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

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(Tyler, Crespo)

Dancing queen, sold like black vaseline
She was a long tall Sally joystick
Know what I seen
She was all right

Drashing 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

. . .


(Tyler)

Can you be in love
When you live alone
Push Comes To Shove
When you're bitchin' on

Now look at every
I'm tonne 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 it
Walk about it
Talk about it
Talkabubi
Talk about it
Talk about it...
Dedumdudidudi

Can you be in love
When you live alone
Push Comes To Shove
When you're bitchin' on

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 courior

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 tought I'd given 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
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

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