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by John Lee Hooker
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
I'm gonna shoot you right down,
Knock you off of your feet,
And take you home with me.
Put you in my house.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I love to see you strut
When you're walking to me.
When you're talking to me,
That knocks me out.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
You know I like it like that,
With your baby-talk,
Oh and the way that you walk.
You know it knocks me right down,
Knocks me off of my feet.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
How, how, how, how.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now, now, now, now.
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by Kieth Relf
When I get out on the dancing floor,
There ain't no stopping for an hour more.
I go rocking up and down and around and round.
I go reeling to the beat of that crazy sound.
I can't stop, I want to kiss your pretty lips,
'Cause I know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.
I can't stop my feet and I can't stop my hands
When I hear the sound of a rock 'n' roll band.
Gotta rock, gotta roll, gonna jump and shout;
Nobody better come and turn me out.
I'm staying all night till I get my kicks,
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.
I want you and you want me.
We're gonna dance all night till we both feel free.
We'll shake and we'll shimmy right across the floor.
When it gets late, we'll dance out the door.
You better get ready with your pretty lips,
'Cause you know, pretty babe, you got honey in your hips.
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by Jimmy Reed
Oh baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well now baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well, you don't treat me, baby, like you used to do.
I can't help it, baby, if I'm acting strange.
I'm just hoping, baby, I'm not going insane.
Well baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well now, you don't treat me, baby, like you used to do.
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by Billy Boy Arnold
Early in the morning, 'bout the break of day,
That's when my baby went away.
Come back, baby, I wish you would,
Try and love me, you won't do no good.
Walking and a-kissing late at night;
I tell you now baby, I feel just right.
Come now baby, whatcha trying to do?
Trying to love me and some other man, too.
Come now baby, give me one more chance.
You know I still love you, want to give you romance.
Yeah romance, all night long, in my arms, woah yeah.
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You know baby that I love you so.
You know, pretty baby, it hurts me to see you go.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
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There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I've got her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, there's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't repeat her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well one day, I'm gonna wake up and say,
"I'll do anything just to be your slave."
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
There's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I found her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well now one day, get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you.
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by H. G. Demarais
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you,
So I can hug, hug, squeeze, squeeze?
If you let me I can tease you baby.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Won't you let me take you to the hop, hop,
Have a party at the soda shop
So we can do the twist, do the stroll
To the music of the rock 'n' roll.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
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Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa that I love you.
Tell your sisters and your brother that I love you.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
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by Calvin Carter
I got a Maserati G.T.
With snakeskin upholstery.
I got a charge account at Goldblatt's,
But I ain't got you.
I got a closet full of clothes,
But no matter where it goes,
It keeps a ring in the nose,
But I ain't got you.
I got a tavern and a liquor store.
I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four.
I got a mojo, yeah, don't you know,
I'm all dressed up with no place to go.
I got women to the right of me.
I got women to the left of me.
I got women all around me,
But I ain't got you.
No, I ain't got you.
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No I ain't got you.
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For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure.
For your love.
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door.
For your love.
To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love, for your love,
I would give the stars above.
For your love, for your love,
I would give you all I could.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give the moon if it were mine to give.
For your love.
I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore I live.
For your love.
To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
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Face is turning white
From the salt of all my tears.
Face is turning white
From the salt of all my tears.
Lost everything I had,
I got to face five lonely years.
Everybody got a trouble;
I got to live with mine right now.
Everybody got a trouble;
I got to live with mine right now.
I'm gonna take a little walk now, people,
And I'll try to get along somehow.
I'll be leaving right now, people;
I got to stop now and figure out my time.
I got to get a bus, people;
I got to stop now and figure out my time.
I believe with a feeling,
I got to move on down the line.
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(by Otis Rush and Willie Dixon)
All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing.
All the love I miss loving, all the kiss I miss kissing.
Before I met you baby, never knew what I was missing.
All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you.
All your love, pretty baby, that I got in store for you.
I love you pretty baby, well I say you love me too.
All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby.
All your loving, pretty baby, all your loving, pretty baby.
Since I first met you baby, I never knew what I was missing.
Hey, hey baby, hey, hey baby.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, baby, oh, oh, baby.
Since I first met you baby, never knew what I was missing.
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I got rambling,
I got rambling all on my mind.
I got rambling,
I got rambling all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby,
But she treats me so unkind.
I got mean things,
I got mean things all on my mind.
I got mean things,
I got mean things all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby,
But she treats me so unkind.
I'm going down to the station,
Catch the fastest train I see.
I'm going down to the station,
Catch the fastest train I see.
I got the blues 'bout miss so-and-so
And her son's got the blues about me.
I got rambling,
I got rambling all on my mind.
I got rambling,
I got rambling all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby,
But she treats me so unkind.
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Have you ever loved a woman
So much you tremble in pain?
Have you ever loved a woman
So much you tremble in pain?
And all the time you know
She bears another man's name.
But you just love that woman
So much it's a shame and a sin.
You just love that woman
So much it's a shame and a sin.
But all the time you know
She belongs to your very best friend.
Have you ever loved a woman
And you know you can't leave her alone?
Have you ever loved a woman
And you know you can't leave her alone?
Something deep inside of you
Won't let you wreck your best friend's home.
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by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Wrapping paper in the gutter
Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,
(Faces calling, waves moving)
In your picture on a wall of a house of old times.
(Can you hear me) Can you hear me
(Can you hear me) Wandering sadly?
In the city, feeling pretty,
Down and out and making love to you on the shore,
(Ruined buildings, faces empty)
In the picture as I gaze ahead and don't see
(That they're calling) That they're calling.
(That they're calling) Wandering sadly.
Shattered windows, stairs to nowhere.
(Hear you calling) Hear you calling
(Hear you calling) As I wander so sadly.
Wish I knew what you'd done to me;
Turned me on to things I never knew.
It's all broken, weeds are growing.
Wish I was going home to the house by the shore
(Where you loved me) Where you loved me,
(Where you loved me) Loved me so sadly.
Someday I'll get back, somehow I'll do it.
I'll arrive there and you'll be there to meet me.
(Walk together, tread the weeds down)
Kiss again in the picture on the wall
(Where I loved you) In the old house.
(Where I loved you) Loved you so well.
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by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, you're all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
You're the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
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by Willie Dixon
Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.
Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?
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Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.
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Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Wanna go out, baby, to late at night.
I got a real funny feeling
You're gonna treat your daddy right.
Long legged woman, come and hold my hand.
Lawdy mama, no need to worry.
Long legged woman, come and hold my hand.
I got a real funny feeling
You're gonna love some other man.
Leavin’ in the mornin’, your cryin’ wont make me stay
Lawdy mama, no need to worry
Leavin’ in the mornin’ , your cryin’ wont make me stay
The more you cry babe,
the more you’re gonna drive me away.
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by Eric Clapton, Gail Collins and Felix Pappalardi
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.
She's a witch of trouble in electric blue,
In her own mad mind she's in love with you.
With you.
Now what you gonna do?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.
She's some kind of demon messing in the glue.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you.
To you.
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.
On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
She would make a scene for it all to be
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.
Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew -- kill what's inside of you.
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It's getting near dawn
When lights close their tired eyes
I'll soon be with you my love
To give you my dawn surprise
I'll be with you darling soon
I'll be with you when the stars start falling
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love
I'm with you my love
The light's shining through on you
Yes, I'm with you my love
It's the morning and just we two
I'll stay with you darling now
I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love
I'm with you my love
The light's shining through on you
Yes, I'm with you my love
It's the morning and just we two
I'll stay with you darling now
I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love
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by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp
You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.
And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.
And you see a girl's brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.
The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.
Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.
The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.
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by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp
Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears
An auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years
And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer
While the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent Christmas cheer
And the Bentley-driving guru is putting up his price.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope
With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes
And you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lies.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo
You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too
And fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice?
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In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
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I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.
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Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you laid on my table.
I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
I told you 'bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you 'bout our kid, now he's married to Mabel.
Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Don't you notice how the wheel goes 'round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.
Talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didn't have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.
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I have finally found a way to live
Just like I never could before.
I know that I don't have much to give,
But I can open any door.
Everybody knows the secret,
Everybody knows the score.
I have finally found a way to live
In the color of the Lord.
I have finally found a place to live
Just like I never could before.
And I know I don't have much to give,
But soon I'll open any door.
Everybody knows the secret,
Everybody knows the score.
I have finally found a place to live
In the presence of the Lord.
In the presence of the Lord.
I have finally found a way to live
Just like I never could before.
And I know I don't have much to give,
But I can open any door.
Everybody knows the secret,
I said everybody knows the score.
I have finally found a way to live
In the color of the Lord.
In the color of the Lord.
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Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
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But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
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But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
But I can't find my way home.
Still I can't find my way home,
And I ain't done nothing wrong,
But I can't find my way home.
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I would rather see you sleepin' in the ground
I would rather see you sleepin' in the ground
Than to stay around here if you're gonna pull me down
Well I give you all my money, everything I own
Well I give you all my money, everything I own
And some day I'm gonna get lucky
And down the road you know I'm gone
Well I would rather see you sleepin' in the ground
Well I would rather see you sleepin' in the ground
Than to stay around here when you're gonna pull me down
You know I give you all my money
Yeah little girl, everything I own
Well I give you all my money, everything I own
Well today I'm gonna get lucky
And down the road you know I'm gone
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by Bonnie Bramlett and Eric Clapton
Been out on the road 'bout six months too long.
I want you so bad, I can hardly stand it.
I'm so tired and I'm all alone.
We'll soon be together and that's it;
I'm comin' home to your love.
Hitchhiking on the turnpike all day long.
Nobody seemed to notice, they just pass me over.
To keep from going crazy, I got to sing my song.
Got a whole lot of loving and baby, that's why
I'm comin' home to your love.
Coming home, yeah.
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Bet you didn't think I knew how to rock 'n' roll
Oh, I got the boogie-woogie right down in my very soul
There ain't no need for me to be a wallflower
'Cause now I'm living on blues power
I knew all the time but now I'm gonna let you know:
I'm gonna keep on rocking, no matter if it's fast or slow
Ain't gonna stop until the twenty-fifth hour
'Cause now I'm living on blues power
Bet you didn't think I knew how to rock 'n' roll
Oh, I got the boogie-woogie right down in my very soul
There ain't no need for me to be a wallflower
'Cause now I'm living on blues power
Talking to you, now
The boogie's gonna pull me through
Keep on, keep on, keep on keeping on
Keep on keeping on, keep on keeping on
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After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout.
We're gonna stimulate some action;
We're gonna get some satisfaction,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine.
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream.
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion;
We're gonna give an exhibition,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine.
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream.
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion;
We're gonna give an exhibition,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
Yeah, After midnight...
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The rain is falling through the mist of sorrow that surrounded me
The sun could never thaw away the the bliss that lays around me
Let it rain, let it rain
Let your love rain down on me
Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, rain, rain
Her life was like a desert flower burning in the sun
Until I found the way to love, it's harder said than done
Let it rain, let it rain
Let your love rain down on me
Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, rain, rain
Now I know the secret; there is nothing that I lack
If I give my love to you, you'll surely give it back
Let it rain, let it rain
Let your love rain down on me
Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, rain, rain
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Tell the truth, tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth, who's been fooling who?
There you sit there, looking so cool
While the whole show is passing you by
You better come to terms with your fellow men soon, cause...
The whole world is shaking now, can't you feel it?
A new dawn is breaking now, can't you see it?
Tell the truth, tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth, who's been fooling who?
It doesn't matter just who you are
Or where you're going or been
Open your eyes and look into your heart
The whole world is shaking now, can't you feel it?
A new dawn is breaking now, can't you see it?
I said see it, yeah, can't you see it?
Can't you see it, yeah, can't you see it?
I can see it, yeah
Tell the truth, tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth, who's been fooling who?
Hear what I say, 'cause every word is true
You know I wouldn't tell you no lies
Your time's coming, gonna be soon, boy
Tell the truth, tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth, who's been fooling who?
Tell the truth, tell me who's been fooling you?
Tell the truth, who's been fooling who?
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Go down easy and let me take my time.
Go down easy and let me take my time.
Rock me slow till I lose my mind.
[Chorus:]
Roll it over, let's take it from behind.
Roll it over, let's take it from behind.
It's only love, God knows it ain't no crime.
You don't know how much it means to be here in your arms.
Roll it over.
Roll it over.
[Repeat First Verse]
[Repeat Second Verse]
[Chorus]
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What will you do when you get lonely
When nobody's waitin' by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long;
You know, it's just your foolish pride.
Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla,
I'm begging darling please. Layla,
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
I tried to give you consolation;
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you;
You turned my whole world upside down.
Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla,
I'm begging darling please. Layla,
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
Let's make the best of the situation
Before I finally go insane.
Please don't say we'll never find a way
And tell me all my love's in vain.
Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla,
I'm begging darling please. Layla,
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla,
I'm begging darling please. Layla,
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
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(by Walter Jacobs)
This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else.
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister so-and-so.
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go.
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I got the key to the highway,
Billed out and bound to go.
I`m gonna leave here running;
Walking is most too slow.
I`m going back to the border
Woman, where I`m better known.
You know you haven`t done nothing,
Drove a good man away from home.
Live verse: When the moon peeks over the mountains
I`ll be on my way.
I`m gonna roam this old highway
Until the break of day.
Oh give me one, one more kiss mama
Just before I go,
`Cause when I leave this time you know I,
I won`t be back no more.
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I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.
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by Eric Clapton
Don't you know what's wrong with me?
I'm seeing things I don't want to see.
Sniffing things that ain't no good for me.
I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me?
It's got to get better in a little while.
It's got to get better in a little while.
It's got to get better in a little while.
It's got to get better in a little while.
The sun's got to shine on my guitar someday.
Revolution all across the land.
Just like Sly, you got to take a stand.
Please don't hurt nobody, don't knock them down;
Give them a helping hand to get off the ground.
Chorus
The sun's got to shine on my guitar someday.
Still one thing that you can do;
Fall down on your knees and pray.
I know the Lord's gonna answer you.
Don't do it tomorrow, do it today.
Chorus Ad Infinitum
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It's a long way from home,
Can't sleep at night.
Call on your telephone;
Something just ain't right.
That's evil, evil is going on wrong.
I want to warn you brother,
You better watch your happy home.
You make it to your house,
Knock on the front door,
Run 'round to the back;
You'll catch him just before he goes.
That's evil, evil is going on.
I have warned you brother,
You better watch your happy home.
If you call on the telephone
And she answers long and slow,
Grab the first thing smoking
And you have to haul her home. (*)
That's evil, evil is going on wrong.
I have warned you brother,
You better watch your happy home.
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by Eric Clapton
Give me one more chance to make it up to you.
Give me one more chance to show what I can do.
Let me prove to you that my love is strong.
Won't you come back home, that's where you belong.
Oh baby, won't you give me one more chance?
Won't you give me one more chance?
Well, the sun won't shine and it refuse to rain,
And I bang my heard, but I feel no pain.
Then I tell myself that I could start anew,
But I know darn well it all depends on you.
Chorus
So if you hear this song, you might change your mind
And give a thought to me, I won't be hard to find,
And I'll promise you to do the best I can,
Change my evil ways and be your loving man.
Chorus
So, give me one more chance to make it up to you.
Give me one more chance to show what I can do.
Let me prove to you that my love is strong.
Won't you come back home, that's where you belong.
Chorus
Won't you give me one more chance?
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Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
You know they take my girl away,
Lord, and blow back out on me.
Well my mama, she done told me,
And my papa told me too.
Mama told me
And my papa told me too.
A woman that gets in your face,
Lord she ain't no friend for you.
Well I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back until fall.
Goin' away, baby.
Lord, I won't be back till fall.
If I don't come back by then,
Lord, I won't be back at all.
[Alternate Verse]
Well I'm goin' away baby
And your cryin' won't make me stay.
Goin' away baby
And your cryin' won't make me stay.
Well the more you cry, little girl,
If anything you'll drive me away.
Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Gonna take my gal away,
Lord, and blow back out on me.
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I'm standin' at the crossroads
Tryin' to read the signs
To tell me which way I should
Go to find the answer
And all the time I know
Let your love and let it grow
Let it grow, let it grow
Let it blossom, let it flow
In the sun and in the snow
Love is lovely, let it grow
Lookin' for a reason
To check out on my mind
It's so hard to find a
Friend that I can count on
There's nothin' left to show
Plant your love and let it grow
Let it grow...
Time is gettin' shorter
And there's much for you to do
Only ask'n you will get what you are needin'
The rest is up to you
Plant your love and let it grow
Let it grow...
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by Jimmy Reed
You don't know me, baby,
Like I know myself.
I just want to love you, baby,
But you leave me on the shelf.
Ain't that lovin' you, baby?
Ain't that lovin' you, baby?
Ain't that lovin' you, baby?
But you don't even know my name.
Let me tell you something,
I swear to God it's true.
If you give your love to me,
I'm gonna give it all to you.
You know it's true.
Chorus
They may kill me, baby,
And bury me like they do.
My body will lie, but my spirit's gonna find
Only you.
Chorus
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Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can;
So many things a father can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can;
So many things a sister can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, Lord, when your mother is dead.
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I shot the sheriff,
But I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff,
But I didn't shoot the deputy.
All around my home town
They're trying to track me down.
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of the deputy;
For the life of a deputy.
I said..
I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in self defense.
I shot the sheriff
And they say it was a capitol offense.
Sheriff John Brown always hated me.
For what? I don't know,
But every time that I plant a seed,
He said, "Kill it before it grows."
He said, "Kill it before it grows."
I said..
I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in self defense.
I shot the sheriff,
But I swear it was in self defense.
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town.
All of a sudden I see Sheriff John Brown
Aimin' to shoot me down.
So I shot, I shot him down.
I said..
I shot the sheriff,
But I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff,
But I didn't shoot the deputy.
Reflexes got the better of me
And what is to be must be.
Every day the bucket falls to the world.
One day the bottom will drop out.
Yes, one day the bottom will drop out.
I said..
I shot the sheriff,
But I didn't shoot the deputy.
Oh, no, oh, no.
I shot the sheriff,
But I did not shoot no deputy.
Oh, no.
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Life is what you make it,
That's what the people say.
And if I can't make it through tomorrow,
I'd better make it through today.
I have had my share of troubles;
It's nothing new to me.
When I look around me,
All I see is misery.
Life is what you make it,
At least that's what the people say.
And if we can't make it through tomorrow
We'd better make it through today, through today.
Through today.
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(by Elmore James, Morgan Robinson and Clarence Lewis)
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
I looked out my window, the rain was falling down in sheets.
My baby left me this morning, Lord knows I don't know the reason why.
My baby left me this morning, I don't know the reason why.
And everytime I think about it, I hang my head and cry.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
I love my baby, I hate to see us part.
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by Wilson Pickett, Robert West, and Willie Schofield
What would you do if I told you that I'm falling in love again?
I found a love that will hold my hand and baby she understands
A way to make my heart beat faster.
Is this heaven we're living in?
A way to make my life worth living.
I've fallen in love again.
I've got to ask you now, baby:
What would you say if I told you that I'm falling in love again?
I found a love that will hold my hand and baby she understands
A way to make my heart beat faster.
Is this heaven we're living in?
A way to make my life worth living.
I've fallen in love again.
Second Verse
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You said you was hurting, almost lost your mind
And the man you love, he hurts you all the time
When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too
You love him more when you should love him less
I pick up behind him and take his mess
When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too
He love another woman and I love you
But you love him and stick to him like glue
When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too
Now you better leave him; he better put you down
Oh, I won't stand to see you pushed around
When things go wrong, go wrong with you, it hurts me, too
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Mama,mama,dem hold papa
say they charg him fe'smoke ganja
if me never jump the fence dem hold me too
so tell me mama , what we gona do?
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Ma take this badge off of me.
I cant use it any more.
Its getting dark too dark to see
Feel like Im knockin on heaven's door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Mama put my guns in the grond.
I cant shoot them ani more.
That long black cloud is coming down.
Feel like Im knockin on heaven's door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Ma take this badge off of me.
I cant use it any more.
Its getting dark too dark to see
Feel like Im knockin on heaven's door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
Knock knock knockin on heavens door.
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by Arthur Louis
I got up this morning and fell out of bed
Trying to make it to the door.
The wind was high, I didn't have much time,
Trying to find a man to score.
And then you came up on the other side
To brighten up my day.
I knew right away
That this could be my day.
Someone like you
Could make me change my ways.
Someone like you
Could turn the nights into days.
There you were, standing
On a crowded street.
You looked so good, though the air was bad,
Walking through the fog.
Chorus
I want to thank you, thank you now
For getting me back on my feet again.
I want to thank you, thank you now
For getting me back on my feet again.
Chorus
Chorus
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by Eric Clapton
As I am strolling down the garden path,
I saw a flower glowing in the dark.
It looked so pretty and it was unique;
I had to bend down just to have a peek.
Hello old friend,
It's really good to see you once again.
Hello old friend,
It's really good to see you once again.
I saw you walking underneath the stars;
I couldn't stop 'cause I was in a car.
I'm sure the distance wouldn't be too far
If I got out and walked to where you are.
Chorus
An old man passed me on the street today;
I thought I knew him but I couldn't say.
I stopped to think if I could place his frame.
When he tipped his hat I knew his name.
Chorus
Chorus
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by Bob Dylan
You speak to me in sign language,
As I'm eating a sandwich in a small cafe
At a quarter to three.
But I can't respond to your sign language.
You're taking advantage, bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?
'Twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery.
This is my story, still I'm still there.
Does she know I still care?
Link Wray was playing on a jukebox, I was paying
For the words I was saying, so misunderstood.
He didn't do me no good.
First Verse
Second Verse
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Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road,
Baby, just you wait and see.
You gotta reap just what you sow;
That old saying is true.
You gotta reap just what you sow;
That old saying is true.
Just like you mistreat someone,
Someone's gonna mistreat you.
You been laughing, pretty baby,
Someday you're gonna be crying.
You been laughing, pretty baby,
Someday you're gonna be crying.
Further on up the road
You'll find out I wasn't lying.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road,
Baby, just you wait and see.
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There is nothing that is wrong
In wanting you to stay here with me.
I know you've got somewhere to go,
But won't you make yourself at home and stay with me?
And don't you ever leave.
Chorus:
Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms.
Don't you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon.
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you.
The sun ain't nearly on the rise
And we still got the moon and stars above.
Underneath the velvet skies,
Love is all that matters. Won't you stay with me?
And don't you ever leave.
Chorus
I long to see the morning light
Coloring your face so dreamily.
So don't you go and say goodbye,
You can lay your worries down and stay with me.
And don't you ever leave.
Chorus
Chorus
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It's late in the evening
She's wonderin' what clothes to wear
She puts on her make-up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight
We go to a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
walkin around with me
And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight
I feel wonderful because I see the love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all is that you just don't realize how much I love you
It's time to go home now
And I've got an achin' head
So I give her the car keys
And she helps me to bed
And then I tell her
As I turn out the light
I say my darlin', you were wonderful tonight
Oh, my darlin, you were wonderful tonight
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If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out.
Cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground.
Cocaine.
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie;
Cocaine.
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues.
Cocaine.
When your day is done and you wanna run.
Cocaine.
Chorus
If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on.
Cocaine.
Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back.
Cocaine.
Chorus
Chorus
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I don't care if you never come home
I don't mind if you just keep on rowin' away on a distant sea
'Cause I don't love you and you don't love me
You cause a commotion when you come to town
You give 'em a smile and they melt
And your lovers and friends is all good and fine
But I don't like yours and you don't like mine
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
I don't care what you do at night
Oh, oh, I don't care how you get your delite
We'll leave it alone and just let it be
"Cause I don't love you and you don't love me
I got a problem ... can you relate?
I got a woman callin' love hate
We made a vow we'd always be friends
How could we know that promises end?
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
I tried to love for years upon years
You refuse to take me for real
It's time you saw what I want you to see
I'd still love you if you'd just love me
I got a problem ... can you relate?
I got a woman callin' love hate
We made a vow we'd always be friends
How could we know that promises end?
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
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by Bob Dylan and Helena Springs
Blue sky upon the horizon,
Private eye is on my trail,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have spent the night in jail.
I've been running from Memphis to L. A.
Had an appointment set sometime for today,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have gone the other way.
Finding my way back to you girl,
Lonely and blue and mistreated too.
Sometimes I think of you girl,
Is it true that you think of me too?
I got a woman living in L. A.
I got a woman waiting for my pay,
And if I don't be there by morning,
Pack my clothes, get down on your knees and pray.
Chorus
I left my woman with a twenty dollar bill.
I left her waiting, I hope she's waiting for me still.
If I don't be there by morning
You know that I, I never will.
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(by Otis Rush)
Lay awake at night,
Oh so low, just so troubled.
Can't get a job,
Laid off and I'm having double trouble.
Hey hey, to make you've got to try.
Baby, that's no lie.
Some of this generation is millionaires;
I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.
Laugh at me walking,
And I have no place to go.
Bad luck and trouble has taken me;
I have no money to show.
Chorus
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by Eric Clapton
You've been told, so maybe it's time that you learned.
You've been sold, maybe it's time that you earned.
I can't stand it.
You're fooling around, I can't stand it.
You're running around, I can't stand it.
You're fooling around with my heart.
I'll explain; I feel like I'm being used.
Make it plain, so you don't get confused.
Chorus
Chorus
It's time, time for me to let you know.
Ain't no crime, no crime to let your feelings show.
Chorus
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by Eric Clapton
I took my baby to see a show.
She was telling me she didn't want to go.
I said, "Come on girl, what's the matter with you?"
But I could tell by the smell that she'd had a few.
I said hold on girl don't get too tight,
You started early and we've got all night.
You've got to take it easy, take it slow.
We don't want the whole world to know
About the shape you're in.
Well, my little girl really loves that wine.
Wine will do it to her most everytime.
If it's red or it's white or it's in between,
She can drink more wine than I've ever seen.
Chorus
Now I'm not trying to get heavy with you.
I'll mind my own business if you want me to.
But I love you girl, I don't love no one else.
I'm just telling you baby 'cause I've been there myself.
Chorus
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We searched all through the night.
I couldn't find it; you couldn't find it.
I knew something wasn't right.
I couldn't find it; you couldn't find it.
And they say heaven is one step away.
Heaven is one step away.
And then there came the dawn:
I couldn't find it; you couldn't find it.
I just had to carry on.
I couldn't find it; you couldn't find it.
Chorus
We didn't leave till a quarter to three.
All your friends, they were laughing at me.
I don't get it, I don't understand;
Who is that man holding your hand?
Repeat First Verse
Chorus
Heaven is one step away.
Heaven is one step away.
Heaven is one step away.
Heaven is one step away.
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by Eric Clapton and Peter Robinson
She's waiting for another love.
She's waiting for another love.
She's been waiting for another love,
Someone that she can show into her heart.
And when she finally finds a stronger love,
Your whole world's gonna fall apart.
Chorus
You've been abusing her for far too long;
Think you're a king and she's your pawn.
Get ready now, 'cause pretty soon
She'll be gone and you'll be on your own.
Chorus
I see the hunger burning in her eye;
Any fool could see there's something wrong.
You keep pretending not to care,
But I will hear you sing a different song.
Chorus
Waiting for another lover,
Hoping for the time that she'll find another...
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by Eric Clapton
It's too bad I don't love you, for you have worried me night and day.
It's too bad I don't love you, for you have worried me night and day.
Till my heart begins to stammer and my hair is turning gray.
It's too bad I don't need you, because we get along so good.
It's too bad I don't need you, because we get along so good.
You must be thinking, 'bout this time, that my poor heart is made of wood.
It's too bad I don't miss you, 'cause you are always on my mind.
It's too bad I don't miss you, 'cause you are always on my mind.
I want to stay around your circle and learn to love you all the time.
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by Eric Clapton, Greg Phillinganes and Bobby Columby
Don't change your mind,
I ain't got the time to sit and wonder.
I'm doing fine.
If you decide to leave, I won't go under.
You know I've come this far without you;
It won't be too hard to be alone.
I've got choices all around me,
So I won't be spending too much time at home.
Girl, I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you, baby.
I can't forgive you,
Instead I'm gonna miss you, baby.
No, don't say a word.
I already heard that you don't love me.
In your state of mind,
I don't need to hear your side of the story.
Your friends all said we had a future
And I don't think I really want to know.
My friends keep telling me to lose you
And how glad they'll be when you decide to go.
Chorus
I broke my back to make you happy.
Sometime, somehow, someone's got to care.
If you think you're better off without me,
Just remember, it's a dirty world out there.
Chorus
I'm gonna miss the ground you walk on,
Gonna miss the air you breathe.
I'm just not quite happy, baby,
'bout your crazy plans to leave.
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by Jerry Williams
How can I explain
This feeling that's true?
Honey, I can't hardly stand it,
I wanna make love to you.
I ain't gonna try to tell you
How it's made me so blue,
Sitting alone here and wondering.
I wanna make love to you.
Where the storms fall from the heavens
And the rivers, they stop their flow,
If you just stop and talk to me,
Honey, that's where I belong.
I wanna make love to you.
I wanna make love to you.
I wanna make love to you.
I wanna make love to you.
Please, stop and tell me,
Tell me you want me too.
Come on, baby,
I wanna make love to you.
Chorus
Oh, darling.
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
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After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout.
We're gonna stimulate some action;
We're gonna get some satisfaction,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine.
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream.
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion;
We're gonna give an exhibition,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine.
After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream.
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion;
We're gonna give an exhibition,
We're gonna find out what it is all about.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.
Yeah, After midnight...
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