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ZZ Top
ZZ Top


Background information
Origin Houston, Texas United States
Genre(s) Blues Rock
Southern Rock
Hard Rock
Years active 1969—present
Label(s) RCA Records
London Records
Rhino Records
American Recordings
Associated acts Moving Sidewalks
American Blues
Website Website
Members
Billy Gibbons
Dusty Hill
Frank Beard



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ZZ Top Album


Tejas (1977)
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I'm gonna tell ya what it's all about
Sweet thang's tryin' to put me out
She gone and found herself another man
She tryin' to let me down as fast as she can

It's only love, it drives me crazy
It's only love pretty baby
Baby, what you tryin' to do

Well after runnin' round a time or two
I found out only the best will do
Well it's your own fault for lettin' her go
So maybe now you'll take it slow

It's only love, it drives me crazy
It's only love pretty baby
Baby, what you tryin' to do

Well, it's all over now but the cryin'
I keep on payin' the price for my lyin'
Don't let it get you down it ain't nothin' new
You ain't the only one that it's happened to

It's only love, it drives me crazy
It's only love pretty baby
Baby, what you tryin' to do




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When you're driving down the highway at night
And you're feelin' that wild turkey's bite
Don't give Johnny Walker a ride
Cause Jack Black is right by your side
You might get taken to the jailhouse and find
You've been arrested for driving while blind

Now just the other night with nothin' to do
We broke a case of proof 102
And started itchin' for that wonderful feel
Of rollin' in an automobile
You could say we was out of our mind
And let me tell you we were flyin' while blind

Then they had us up against the wall
Hey it's only blood grain alcohol
And there ain't no cause for alarm
We ain't out to do nobody no harm
How could anyone be so unkind
To arrest a man for drivin' while blind




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Did you ever hear the story
That happened not long ago
'bout the man with a tan:
El diablo de Mexico?
And this man played his hand
And he lived by the luck of the draw;
Now and then and again,
Found him steppin' outside of the law
Hey, hey!

And his fortune he had made
let him live high on the hog
Til the day of the raid
When they hunted him like a dog.
He was out on the run,
Knowing he could get by,
'Cause the men killed in sin
were not there to testify.
Hey, hey!

He was caught, he was bound
In La Casa de Calaboose.
He was tried; he was found
And readied for the noose.
But the break he would make,
It didn't turn out so well.
And the hombre called "Diablo"
Bid his last farewell.


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I say Hey! Snappy Kakkie!
Do you wanna play?
I say Hey! Snappy Kakkie!
I said whatcha' say!
The water she is nice we can steal away
They'll never know we're gone 'til the break 'o day
Come on! Come on!

I say Hey Snappy Kakkie
Did they talk to you today?
I say Hey Snappy Kakkie
Did you see it their way?
The moon she is high, we must leave tonite
We must get away, we will join the fight
Come on! Come on!

I say Hey Snappy Kakkie!
Did our brothers stay
I say Hey Snappy Kakkie
Will our sisters pay
Does it really matter of the friends we lost
LyricsIt doesn't really matter cause their souls were lost
Come on! Come on!

I say Hey! Snappy Kakkie!
Do you wanna play?
I say Hey! Snappy Kakkie!
I say Hey! watcha' say!
The water she is nice we can steal away
They'll never know we're gone til the break 'o day
So come on!



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Oh I'm makin' my way back home
Least that's what I told her on the phone
Been a while since I made her smile
And I know she gonna dig my style
Could you enjoy baby
Really enjoy gettin' it on

Could I get some pie ala mode
When I come in off the road
Do she still have her fightin' gear
Just one look is gonna make it clear
If she would enjoy baby
Really enjoyed gettin' it on

How does it feel holdin' me again
She's holdin' on like it gonna never end
Well I'm home thinkin' I should stay
While I'm here just let me hear you say
Say you enjoyed baby
Really enjoyed gettin' it on


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Mister Ten Dollar Man with that gold in your hand,
Comin' 'round here after sunlight
With your peaches and your Pream
And your rollin' magazine,
Tellin' me you'll make me feel alright.
Now, you'll make me feel alright

Mister Ten Dollar Man with a girl by the hand,
Will this ten-spot take her away?
With his slaver's finance
He winked; Said, "Take a chance."
Don't you know, it happens ev'ry day.
I said it happens ev'ry day.

Mister Ten Dollar Man with that gun in your hand,
Can I get a case of those tonight?
And now you've got the order;
I said it's time to slip the border
Don't you know it happens every day
I said it happens every day




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I've gotten good at missin' her
I practice all the time
While I drive the Pan Am highway thru
With that cactus friend of mine
It's gettin' hard to see the white line rollin' by
I can't forget her memory deep inside

I dropped a bundle down in Panama
But the loss didn't do me no good
Spendin' cash and talkin' trash
Don't do it like it should
I realized I just couldn't buy her smile
I'll keep tryin' on that Pan Am mile by mile

If she'd meet me in San Salvador
I'd buy her a drink or two
We'd talk about our used to be
And ride on to Peru
The time to get it right is here and now
If she won't I'll move on anyhow




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Somebody breathin' down my neck
While I'm tryin' to roll the bones
I don't care I'll just float a check
Cause I'm feelin' my gamblin' Jones
Here come seven, gimme eleven come again
Love to hideout where I am my own best friend

There's crazy little Linda Lou
With the long and lanky legs
Nobody do it like Linda do
At these backwoods lone star dregs
Like I told you, head out FM 92
Roll in slowly, you'll be safer if you do

If you don't know what I'm talkin' about
Let me ease your worried mind
It's the place to go without a doubt
But it's a little bit hard to find
Back in the timber, once you're there
You'll wanna stay
Get loose and limber anytime night or day
Just remember, ask for the Avalon hideaway


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She used to drive a beat up pickup
Down around San Antone
Stealin' the heart of every guy in town
Includin' the one I own
But this sweet young thing of seventeen
Would sting you with the lovesick blues
Just a blonde haired blue eyed picture of sin
Lookin' for someone to use

She's a lover 'n fighter, she's a wild bull rider
And I'm wonderin' why she left me such a long time ago
She's a heartbreaker, she's a love taker
She can break a heart and take all the love she needs

Well I heard she got down in Beaumont
And she wound up in El Paso
She was tuff as a boot and thin as a rail
And she could step to the cotton eyed Joe
If you run across this flagrant fuzzy
Slip in and get her while you can
Cause before too long she'll be good as gone
And runnin' with another man

She's a lover 'n fighter, she's a wild bull rider
And I'm wonderin' why she left me such a long time ago
She's a heartbreaker, she's a love taker
She can break a heart and take all the love she needs




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(Instrumental)


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