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(B. Bizeau)
With a pinch of rock and a dose of roll
I can warm you up if you get too cold
I can bring you up when you're going down
I can smash your head all over this town
You gave me the answer
Now I got the answer, oh yeah
'Cause we're the queens of noise
Come and get it boys
Queens of noise
Not just one of your toys
Queens of noise
I remember you at our second show
You were holding on and you wouldn't let go
And I bet you'll always be that way
Whenever you see us start to play
You gave me the answer
Now I got the answer, oh yeah
'Cause we're the queens of noise
Come and get it boys
Queens of noise
Not just one of your toys
Queens of noise
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(K. Fowley/J. Jett/K. Krome/S. West)
Turn up that radio
Hear the rock and roll
Malibu shines like summer gold
Wild beaches
In the salty wind
California summers never end
California - you're so nice
California - your paradise
The kids are ripping up the streets
In their super cars
All night parties and loud guitars
Hot hot neighbourhoods
Its the silver sound
Wicked Hollywood goes round and round
California - you're so nice
California - your paradise
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(Danielle Fay/Bob Willingham)
Hey you
The air is really thick tonite
Hey you
You wanna join your friends outside
We don't care what we do is right as long as we do it
We don't care if what we do is right cause we do it all night
Alright,
All right you guys
All right
All right you guys
Hey you
The city's at our command
Hey you
Gonna rock it like nobody can
We don't care if what we do is right as long as we do it
We don't care if what we do is right cause we do it all night
Alright,
All right you guys
All right
All right you guys
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(Chip Taylor)
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything
Come on, wild thing
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I gotta know for sure
Come on and hold me tight
Oh you move me
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything
Come on, wild thing
Wild thing, I think I need you
But I gotta know for sure
Come on and squeeze me tight
Oh I need it
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything
Come on, wild thing
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(Jackie Fox/Lita Ford)
With every beat of my heart its getting dark
There's something in the air
The doors aren't locked, you know it's not
But I just know you're somewhere
Hands on the table, are they empty got a fable
Is it true?
Say he's coming no one said a word
They've gotten through
Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperature's rising it's getting hot
Shot a single word for telling true
I can hear him pant
I wanna leave but I just can't breathe free
If they begin their chant
Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperature's rising it's getting hot
Church is breaking my body's shaking
I just can't tell
He's coming back my head is black
He must be under a spell
Its such a crush, its getting hot
Temperature's rising it's getting hot
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Ginni said when she was five years old
You know there's nothing going down at all
She turned on that radio
And there was nothing happenin' at all
She turned on that LA station
Couldn't believe what she heard at all
She started dancing to that fine fine music
Her life was saved by rock and roll
*Despite all the complications
You could just dance to that rock and roll station
And it was alright
It was alright
It was alright
It was alright, you betcha
Ginni said when she was five years old
You know our parents will be the death of us all
Two TV sets and two cadillac cars
Well they don't mean nothin' at all
She turned on that LA station
Couldn't believe what she heard at all
She started dancin' to that fine fine music
Her life was saved by rock and roll
*repeat
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(Joan Jett)
You know when you're close you really turn me on
Thats why I want you so bad when your gone, yeah
Come on, come on and take me home
Please stay with me and don't you leave me alone
You drive me wild
Yeah yeah
You know you do
Uh huh
You drive me wild
You know I need you
You're on my mind always my one desire
Lets get together and build us a fire
Make me tremble make me shake
Pleasin' each other rockin' till daybreak
You drive me wild
Yeah yeah
You know you do
Uh huh
You drive me wild
You know I need you
Don't hold off do it, I need your lovin'
I'm getting so hot I'm cooking like an oven
My head is all filled with crazy thoughts
Love like this just can't be bought
You drive me wild
Yeah yeah
You know you do
Uh huh
You drive me wild
You know I need you
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(Lita Ford/Kim Fowley/Jackie Fox)
No one here gets out alive
Pushing power in overdrive
Cobra kings wet and wild
Love the devil thats in your smile
Let me tell yuo what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
Let me tell you what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
Everybody who's ever on fire
Now's the time for our desire
Let me tell yuo what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
Let me tell you what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
Highways hard in this modern world
Battered boys and shattered girls
Leather bombers that rule the streets
Setting fires and living heat
Let me tell yuo what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
Let me tell you what we been doing
Neon angels on the road to ruin
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(Kim Fowley/Ronnie Lee)
Wild in the streets, barely alive
Mama's always telling me stay inside
Don't you hang around with those young boys
Soon you'll be lovin' them
They're all night toys
I wanna be where the boys are
I wanna fight how the boys fight
I wanna love how the boys love
I wanna be where the boys are
Hot love hear, I got the drive
Neighbours been bugging me I gotta hide
I am the bitch with the hot guitar
I am the air, the sun and stars
I wanna be where the boys are
I wanna fight how the boys fight
I wanna love how the boys love
I wanna be where the boys are
Wild in the streets, barely alive
Mama's always telling me stay inside
Don't you hang around with those young boys
Soon they'll be loving you with all their joy
I wanna be where the boys are
I wanna fight how the boys fight
I wanna love how the boys love
I wanna be where the boys are
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Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on baby let me get to you
Bad nights cause'n teenage blues
Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hey street boy, what's your style
Your dead end dreams don't make you smile
I'll give ya something to live for
Have ya, grab ya til you're sore
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world, I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
Cherry bomb
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(M. Anthony/K. Fowley)
Clean rock n roll
Makes the midnight flow tonight now
It's hot tonight
Come on let's have a good time
In the dark of the night
We hunt for fun
Chasing after the moonlight
Hiding from the sun
American nights
You kids are so strange
American nights
You're never gonna change
Our magic is young
Cause we just begun
We light up the sky
Always on the run
We live in the streets
In the alleys of screams
Cause we're the queens of noise
The answer to your dreams
American nights
You kids are so strange
American nights
You're never gonna change
Hey boy you're my good time
Dance close ya feel so fine
Hold tight we're on fire
All night you're my desire
Everybody
Wanna party
Everybody
Wanna party
American nights
You kids are so strange
American nights
You're never gonna change
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(Joan Jett)
Don't turn away, I know you feel it
If you want me love, you don't have to steal it
Your eyes they beg
The tears you fashion up
Gonna get involved in the nature of love
C'mon, C'mon
You know you make me want you
C'mon, oh c'mon
It's getting late, we made a start now
I can't talk about that love anyhow
Your eyes are wide, your body's shakin'
I got the hives my soul is achin'
C'mon, C'mon
You know you make me want you
C'mon, oh c'mon
Hot throat, to race this love I have
You're one of a kind, don't want no other
Love is your thing you keep my style
Clean me out with an easy smile
C'mon, C'mon
You know you make me want you
C'mon, oh c'mon
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