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I got a girl she lives cross town,
She's the one that really gets down.
When she boogie,
She do the tube snake boogie.
Well now boogie little baby,
Boogie woogie all night long.
I got a girl she lives on the block,
She kinda funky with her pink and black socks.
She likes to boogie,
She do the tube snake boogie.
Well now boogie woogie baby,
Boogie woogie all night long.
I got a girl, she lives on the hill.
She won't do it but her sister will,
When she boogie,
She do the tube snake boogie.
Well now boogie little baby,
Boogie woogie all night long.
Blow your top blow your top blow your top.
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She is an American car,
She isn't legal so she can't go far.
She got her mind stuck up in second gear,
Where she going ain't exactly clear.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.
Low mileage without a pink slip,
Clean upholstery and it ain't been ripped.
She stripped her gears only late last night,
I don't think that thing was oiling right.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.
She shakes and shimmies all over the road,
She's always happy when she carry a load.
Another lonesome automobile,
Something bout the way she makes me feel.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.
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Tidify da, sinmah gough dah hep haing ding fum gogamamo.
Stry da fings thadd awondt oont do butt any il thang thad a wondt meeto.
Shees my nurirng my nu esit seten' ra mind at a ros reshoo.
I don loo kadang doo my net loohah leten meen you
Hmm, I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.
I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.
You just don't know what shape I'm in.
Try-da-fy thedit dern tasgoo
Itel dang ifl eeton if airs ron wichoo
Day me dy ron my nek
Thars a dang ana ding doo itan beegon
Shee kina sitn wita ly dou fang
Let it ang wit a itin imin babee
Ide oln lee pak da thangs yoodo
Letit ang ifen eeton wacha ron wichoo
I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole.
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She had a look in her eye that could make you melt,
Made me feel better than I ever felt.
But bless her heart, she couldn't stay,
I begged her not to go away.
She left my ex best friend out in old Tucson,
Told me she was leavin and would be rollin on.
Now the days just pass on by,
Losin' her is the reason why.
Leila, Leila your mind will be flying high
And everything will be alright.
You know I love you girl more than I can say,
I still think about you each and every day.
My lonesome old heart still feels the same,
So Leila won't you steal away.
Leila, Leila your mind will be flying high
And everything will be alright.
Leila, Leila your mind will be flying high
And everything will be alright.
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Baby, baby, I need you,
I'll lay it on you with a straight shot
Baby, baby, I love you,
I'll give it ev'rything I got.
I'm gonna try my best to hold you baby,
Hold you in my arms.
Tryin' my best to please you,
Never ever tease you,
Don't you go and break my heart.
Don't burn me like a jet fuel,
Baby just be cool,
Don't go tearin' me apart.
Baby, baby I want you,
I know we're thinkin' 'bout the same thing.
Lord have mercy,
I need you, I can read you like a magazine.
I'm gonna try my best to hold you baby,
Hold you in my arms.
LyricsTryin' my best to please you,
Never ever tease you,
Don't you go and break my heart.
Don't burn me like a jet fuel,
Baby just be cool,
Don't go tearin' me apart.
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Because I'm givin' you the head lines.
Baby, baby I love you,
Let's get ready for the good times.
I'm gonna try my best to hold you baby,
Hold you in my arms.
Tryin' my best to please you,
Never ever tease you,
Don't you go and break my heart.
Don't burn me like a jet fuel,
Baby just be cool,
Don't go tearin' me apart.
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When the light comes and yu're feelin' down
Cause your baby's out there somewhere runnin' round.
Don't start feeling blue and feeling lonely too,
It's hard I know when that love ain't true.
You just can't explain, but you know it's there,
That empty feeling seems so unfair.
What can you do when it's gone, it's gone,
'Cause those lovin' feelings seem to hurt so long.
So if you feel like cryin', go ahead and cry,
A heartbreak will cool as time goes by.
And it's so hard baby, it's so hard to take.
It's so hard baby, it's so hard to take.
Well you work so long every day and night,
Tryin' every thing that seems so right.
But when a love falls a heart must break,
And it's so hard baby, it's so hard to take.
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She's really upset with me again,
I didn't give her what she likes.
I don't know what to tell her,
Don't know what to say.
Everything got funky last night.
She was really bombed,
And I was really blown away,
Until I asked her what she wanted,
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She gets a charge out of bein' so weird,
Digs gettin' downright strange.
But I can keep a handle on anything,
Just this side of deranged.
She was gettin' bombed,
And I was gettin' blown away,
LyricsAnd she held it in her hand
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She is so tough, as pure as the driven slush.
And that's not true what she's talkin' about, [see notes]
It really don't cost that much.
She was gettin' bombed,
And I was gettin' blown away,
And she took it in her hand,
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
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I'm gonna find me a groovy little hippie pad.
I'm gonna find me a groovy little hippie pad.
I work a hundred grand scam from a border town.
Well, I'll be feeling glad.
I'm gonna find me a blonde-haired mama,
In a Jeep with a German Shepherd by her side.
I'm gonna find me a blonde-haired mama,
With boots and a fourty-four on her side.
And if I ain't too hjigh or used up,
I'll have her take me for a groovy little hippie ride.
I'm gonna fix brown rice every day,
And drink down a bottle of Midnight Red.
I'm gonna fix brown rice every day,
And drink down a bottle of Midnight Red.
That's all I need to get groovy,
That's what all the little hippie said.
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Hello darling.
Surprised?
Yes, it's me again.
I have just returned from the island of Chandelier.
What am I doing in town?
Well, I'm glad you asked.
I'm just passing through in search of the ever elusive Thunderbird.
I got a job as a public relations man.
Passing out handbills on Austin Street.
Merely an effort to improve my financial situation,
And ward off a case of the D.T.'s [see notes]
So farewell, my darling.
Perhaps we'll meet again
On some sin-infested street corner in Houston Texas.
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I found an empty house in my neighborhood,
I knew that we shouldn't but I thought we could.
Knew it wouldn't be hard to slide into the backyard,
Called all my friends and slipped a hundred to the guard.
We turned on the radio and had a party on the patio.
Betty's in the sauna and she's getting kind of hot,
Mary's in the icebox wishin' she was not.
Connie's in the whirlpool, Jimmy's tryin' to be cool,
Libby's in the bushes 'cause she's nobody's fool.
We turned the lights down low and had a party on the patio.
Heard the cops are coming so we tried to jump the fence,
Mary didn't make it and we haven't seen her since.
Connie had another drink, Jimmy simply couldn't think,
Billy G. was passed out underneath the sink.
But everybody's gonna show for another party on the patio.
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