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John Mellencamp Album


Dance Naked (06/21/1994)
06/21/1994
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I Want You to Dance Naked
So I Can See Ya
I'd Like To Get To Know Ya
You Dont Have To Act Naughty

Spin Around, And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round

I Want You To Dance Naked
I Promiss I Wont Touch You
I Promiss To Tell No One
I Want You To Dance Naked

Spin Around, And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round

I Want You To Dance Naked
If You'd Like I'll Join You
I Want To Enjoy Your Body
I Want To Hear Your Secrets

I Want To Know If You Like Me
As Much As I Like You
I Want You To Dance Naked
But Only If You Want To

Spin Around, And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round

I Want You To Dance Naked
So I Can See You
I'd Like To Get To Know You
But Only If You'd Want To

Spin Around, And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round
Spin Around, Round And Round

I Want You To Dance Naked

. . .


Let's get to the point now
Just because we've got the same mom and dad
That don't mean I'm your keeper
That don't mean I owe anything to you
You don't care for me
And man, I don't think that much of you
CHORUS
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
I don't approve of anything you do
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
Cain and Abel and me and you
You drove my car when we were young boys
And you tore it up too
You never paid to get it fixed
And you got me beat up a time or two
I know I should forgive and forget
But man I still hold a grudge against you
CHORUS
It's as normal as it can be
This sibling rivalry
We should have dropped it at 22
But man I can't stand the thins you do
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
You're always wanting something from me
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
It was so much fun having you in the family
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
Now that we're grown it ain't helped nothin' at all
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
On my birthday, please don't bother to call
Cause we're brothers, brothers, brothers
Brothers, brothers, brother
Yeah, you're my brother, brother, brother
Brothers, brothers, brothers
Yeah, we're brothers, brothers, brothers
Yeah, we're brothers, brothers, brothers
Brothers, brothers, brothers

. . .


When you were a kid you received no good instruction
And your mother was nowhere to be found
The lies were yelled and the truth was seldom spoken
That's what you get when Margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When Margaret comes to town
When your thoughts are twisted and distorted
And your children are forced to choose sides and lie down
And the keeper is screaming drunk running around naked
It's for your pleasure
When Margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When Margaret comes to town
Oh, but those who believe in her
They cut off their noses to spite their faces
Leaving you the little one scared and lonely
Who really cares about you now
So if you see her coming man you'd better take cover
She stays down at the dark end of a frown
And just like the sirens that are so sweetly singing
It's better just to leave when Margaret comes to town
When Margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When Margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When Margaret comes to town

. . .


As you brush your shoes and stand before your mirror
And you comb your hair and grab your coat and hat
And you walk the streets trying to remember
All those wild nights breeze through your mind

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking down on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee the wild night is calling

All the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie woogie on the corner of the street
And the people passing by just stare with wild wonder
And the inside jukebox roars just like thunder

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling

The wild night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance

And everything looks so complete
When you're walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee the wild night is calling

. . .


Guilty 'till proven innocent.
I'm thinking about the government
Wondering where the money went.
Into outer space, I guess.
Lying cs's everywhere.
Pretty boys in their underwear.
Statue of Liberty.
Who really cares
About freedom.

Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv
Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv

Throw up, throw down.
Get yourself a better town.
All these towns look the same
Self pity, number one recreation.
We're dying in the USA.
Preacher man, he keeps
Preachin'
While he covets your wife.
I ain't sayin' what's good
I ain't sayin' what's right.

Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv
Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv

Wait a minute, let me check my tan.
Am I the same color as Superman?
Helter skelter in a foreign land.
Monkeys versus dogs,
Lying under a big palm tree
With cream and bananas all over me.
That's the way it's supposed to be
Here in the Garden of Eden.

Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv
Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv
Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv
Singin' about l-u-v baby, luv

. . .


We see it on TV, we get calls on the phone
By the prophets of doom, they won't leave us alone.
The planet is dying and there's no time to spare.
They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair.
We get enough bad news to harden our hearts.
This fear that we feed on is what's keeping us apart.
To say that we're doomed is just an obvious remark.
And it don't make you right, it just keeps you in the dark.

I don't want to live angry, I don't want to live scared.
I don't need no more prophets crying "brother beware."
Just put some work in my hands and give me a dollar to spare.
And don't let me sow those seeds of despair.

Well, this earth is a graveyard, it will swallow our bones.
It was here long before us, It will be here when we're gone.
And it's a vain generation that looks for a sign.
Don't you think we could make better use of our time.
Yeah, the air could be cleaner and the water could too.
But what we do to each other are the worst things that we do.
And we can treasure our freedom behind our locked doors.
But God speed the day when we're lonely no more.

I don't want to live angry, I don't want to live scared.
I don't need no more prophets crying "brother beware."
Just put some work in my hands and give me a dollar to spare.
And don't let me sow those seeds of despair.

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Sister help me take this pain from my heart.
Help me stand up and find out what is right.
Don't want to exist here in the dark
When the gates of Eden offer so much light.

But there's too much to think about,
Too many problems in my brain.
Yeah, there's too much to think about.
How could I ever make up my mind?

Young man lay down your guns
And hold your woman in your arms.
This concrete's not worth dying for.
They say there's more to this life.

But there's too much to think about,
Too many problems in my brain.
Yeah, there's too much to think about.
How could I ever make up my mind?
My mind,
My mind,

So what am I living for?
They say the truth is not hard to find.
It's right here in front of my eyes
If I could just open my heart sometimes.

But there's too much to think about,
Too many problems in my brain.
Yeah, there's too much to think about.
How could I ever make up my mind?
Too much to think about,
Too many problems in my brain.
Yeah, there's too much to think about.
How could I ever make up my mind?
Make up my mind
Make up my mind
Make up, make up my mind
Make up, make up my mind

. . .


I know you and you know me
We met many years ago
In the halls of some ivy covered university
Where we both used to go
Now we stand outside the Denmark hotel
With Japanese men in their business suits
It's midnight you're talking to some Frenchman
About who does what to you know who

You want the big jack
You want the sky to crack
You want something that's going to give you
The big jack
You want the big jack
Hell we all want that
You want something that's going to give you
The big jack

You say you want to go somewhere
Where your ideals were much more than luxuries
And just like some great old painting
You set there so smug
With your hands between your knees

You want the big jack
You want the sky to crack
You want something that's going to give you
The big jack
You want the big jack
Hell we all want that
You want something that's going to give you a
Heart attack

So go back down to that Mississippi town
Where you come from
Have a big time tonight
I can still see you in your father's coat
On the delta shore
That he once owned
I want to be your father's coat
I want you girl to marry me

I want the big jack
I want the sky to crack
I want something that's going to give me
The big jack
I want the big jack
Hell we all want that
I want something that's going to give me a
Heart attack
I want the big jack
Yeah we all want that
We want something that's going to give us the big jack
I want the big jack
I want the sky to crack
I want something that's going to give me the big jack

. . .


Why do I think there's nobody out there?
No one who wants me and no one who knows.
I wait in this place, no one can see me.
After all this time could I be so alone?
I walk through this old town and still feel lonely.
The wind plays sad songs high in the trees.
The sun never shines this deep in the forest.
Am I in the darkness or is the darkness in me?

I wanna break
I wanna break out
I wanna break
I wanna break out

I want to taste the tears of a lover
Warm as my blood, as wet as a kiss.
But it's only dark rain that falls in this old town.
Old as my memory and as cold as my lips.

I wanna break
I wanna break out
I don't wanna fake it
I want to break out
And when I feel lonely
And when I feel lonely
You fly me to the sun

Above this old town
From the top of the tower
I forget about living, I forget about pain.
At the edge of the platform,
At the edge of a heartbeat,
Above this old town I flew away.

I wanna break
I wanna break out
I don't wanna fake it
I want to break out
I wanna break
I wanna break out
I want to break
I want to break out

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