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Aerosmith - Permanent Vacation Album Lyrics



Aerosmith - Permanent Vacation Lyrics






Hearts Done Time

Met a woman, she had a man
Couldn't help it, I had a plan
Right around midnight he was gone
Saw her red light, she left it on

And oh my heart's done time
And oh, now she's mine

If there's a reason for these chains
It's like we suffer to ease the pain
Now I got this feelin' inside of me
My heart's in jail and I can't break free

And oh my heart's done time
And oh now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine

And oh my heart's done time
And oh now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine

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Writer: JOE PERRY, DESMOND CHILD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Magic Touch

Somebody better call a doctor, doctor
Or wake me up with a shove
I'm gonna knock you off you're rocker, rocker
Cause I think I'm in love
I tried to get a message to ya
But you walked the other way

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I got a habit and I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't let go

Don't need a wedding with a shotgun, shotgun
So don't you push me too far
Don't try to take me for a fool child, who child
Do you think that you are
You really got it coming to ya
It's gonna come as no surprise

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Take it easy, take me slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't let go

You never know what you got
Till they take it away
I'm comin ready or not
Gonna get you someday

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
I got a habit and I'm back for more
Your magic touch don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't, can't, can't let you go

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Writer: JIM VALLANCE, JOE PERRY, STEVEN TYLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management




Rag Doll

[Chorus:]
Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag Doll baby won't you do me like you done before

I'm feelin' like a bad boy
Mm just a like a bad boy
I'm rippin' up a Rag Doll
Like throwin' away an old toy
Some babe's talkin' real loud
Talkin' all about the new crowd
Try and tell me of an old dream
A new version of the old scene
Speak easy on the grape vine
Keep shufflin' in a shoe shine
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

[Chorus:]

Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag Doll, baby won't ya do me, baby won't ya do me
Baby won't ya do me like you done before

Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Get crazy on the moon shine
Yes I'm movin'
I'm really movin'
Sloe gin fizzy, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
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Writer: Anthony Joseph Perry, Holly Knight, James Douglas Vallance, Steven Tyler
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Simoriah

Walkin' the line of a razor's edge
Take it as far as she goes
Slice of the sky on a silver wedge
Higher and higher we go

OOO Simoriah
OOO Simoriah

Ladies in black put a spell on me
Feels like my head is going round and round
Round and upside down
Ladies in white ain't my cup of tea
So be it, I need it, long legs, big eyes
She drives me crazy

OOO Simoriah
OOO Simoriah

Countin' the eyes of the dragonfly
Callin' on dreams from within
She knows the way and she makes me high
So be it, I need it
Long hair, blue eyes
She drives me crazy

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Writer: JAMES DOUGLAS VALLANCE, JOE PERRY, STEVEN TALLARICO
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management




Dude (Looks Like a Lady)

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

Cruised into a bar on the shore
Her picture on the door
She a long lost love at first bite
Baby, maybe you're wrong
But you know it's all right, that's right

Back stage we're having the time
Of our lives until somebody says
"Forgive me if I seem out of line"
Then she whipped out a gun
Tried to blow me away

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

So never judge a book by its cover
Or who you gonna love by your lover
Love put me wise to her love in disguise
She had the body of a Venus
Lord, imagine my surprise

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

(Baby let me follow you down)
Let me take a peek dear
(Baby let me follow you down)
Do me, do me, do me all night
(Baby let me follow you down)
Turn the other cheek dear
(Baby let me follow you down)
Do me, do me, do me, sue me

What a funky lady
Oh, she like it, like it, like it, like it
Oh, he was a lady

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
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Writer: Joe Perry, Steven Tyler, Desmond Child
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




St. John

John was bad
He gave it everything he had
John he prayed
For all the people ever made
John was cool
He never did no after school

Late at night when he praised the Lord
He laid his hands down upon the sword

Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down your bloody sword

John St. John be cool
Tell the people they'll follow you
John St. John be cool
Tell the people they'll follow you

Late at night when he praised the Lord
He lay his hands down upon the bloody sword
Laid down upon the sword, down, down, down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, gettin' down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, laid down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, "Late Night TV Roared"

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Writer: STEVEN TYLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Hangman Jury

Me and my old lady sittin' in the shade
Talkin' 'bout the money that I ain't made
Singin' o boy dontcha line the track a lack a

Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track

If I could I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses stood
Singin' O boy dontcha line the track a lack a

Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track

Drank so much hooch
It my eyes be gettin' blurry
They say I nailed her to the wall
A stitch in time don't mean a thing
No hangman jury could make me crawl
'Cause I'm a poor boy dontcha
Line the track a lack a

O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

Whatcha do with a gun that's loaded
Shot her dead and her heart exploded
Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry
Like lyin' to a Hangman Jury
I swear I didn't know that '45 was loaded
In fact my memory ain't too clear
That's not to say she didn't get what she deserved
Least that's the way it looked from here
Boy when you line the track a lack a

Hey boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track
Ooh, my love came tumblin' down
Ooh, love come tumblin' down
Ooh, Let's get outta here

Love come tumblin'
And every night she take her things into the city
And in the morning make me beg
If I'd taken all her titty gritty
Smack her right upside the head

Boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track

Ooh, my love came tumblin' down
Ooh, love comes tumblin' down
Ooh, love comes tumblin' down
Poor boy sweatin' in the hot summer night
Hangman waitin' for the early mornin' light singin'

Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track

If I could I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses
Done stood singin'

Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
Oh boy dontcha line the track a lack a
Oh boy dontcha line the track
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Writer: James Douglas Vallance, Huddie Ledbetter, Joe Perry, Steven Tyler
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Girl Keeps Coming Apart

She was a 42nd street walker,
hangin' out down by a cheap hotel,
same old floosey floppin' in the wind,
titties and all,
that's right.

She's right peculiar
She'll try and fool ya
But the girl keeps coming apart

She's so appealing
Right off the ceiling
Yeah, the girl keeps coming apart

What did I tell ya
She buy and sell ya
'Cause the girl keeps coming apart

She's so affected
I'm so rejected
And the girl keeps coming apart
Don't, don't, don't, don't let it get me down
Don't let it get me down

She's just a screamer
A nightmare dreamer
Yeah the girl keeps coming apart

She's like a call girl
Loose ends and all girl
But the girl keeps coming apart

White lace and leather
She's so together
But the girl keeps coming apart

I feel so sedated
Boxed up and crated
'Cause the girl keeps coming apart
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Let it get me down
Don't let it get me down

So there she was
Buns up and kneelin'
I was wheelin' and a dealin'
My ace in the hole so to speak

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Writer: JOE PERRY, STEVEN TYLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management




Angel

What ya gonna do when the angel's come
Ya move on; can't move them
I'm gonna get your kicks from the 911
It's moving; so soothing

Your passions deplete, it's just looking to feed
Your own fantasy
The blind side of you is a bad dream come true
That you can't see

From an Angel's Eye
Kiss Your Life Goodbye
From An Angel's Eye
Ain't no place to hide

Tell me what you see through an Angel's Eye
The halo; on fire
You never really know till it's do or die
Your devil's desire

Your running in place like a rat in a race
Going no where
The evil you speaks from the tongue of the freaks
So don't go there

From an Angel's Eye
Kiss Your Life Goodbye
From An Angel's Eye
Ain't no place to hide

What ya gonna do when the angel's come
What ya gonna do when you come undone
I'm gonna get your kicks from the 911
Ya so bad; can't hold them

From an Angel's Eye
Kiss your life goodbye
From an angel angel angel's eye
Ain't no place to hide

Fallen Angel
Fallen Angel
Fallen Angeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel.
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Writer: JOE PERRY, MARTI FREDERIKSEN, STEVEN TYLER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Permanent Vacation

I got a letter from a friend the other morning
He say it's hot down in Montego Bay
I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning
Yeah, yeah, I got to get away

I got to take myself a permanent vacation
The sky's the limit but my plane won't fly
My nose is clean and lordie don't need no sedation
Yeah, yeah, and that's the reason why

I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun, it never shines
I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I go to get away

I got a sister man she really got a pinhead
She think she kinky but she can't get straight
She say she livin' but I kinda think she brain dead
Just excess baggage on a late night freight

I gotta take me on a permanent vacation
The girl's be cummin' down in Cayman Brack
I gotta hand it to a firm situation
Yeah, yeah, I got to cut me some slack

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Writer: STEVEN TYLER, BRAD WHITFORD, BRAD E WHITFORD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management




Im Down

You telling lies thinking I can't see
You don't cry 'cos you're laughing at me
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down

Man buys ring woman throws it away
Same old thing happens every day
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down

We're all alone and there's nobody else
You still moan: "Keep your hands to yourself"
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Down on the ground (I'm really down)
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Down, down, down

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Writer: JOHN LENNON, PAUL MCCARTNEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, BMG Rights Management




The Movie


[Instrumental]
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Permanent Vacation is the ninth studio album by American rock band Aerosmith, released by Geffen Records on August 25, 1987. The album marks the band's shift to a pop-metal sound that they would maintain up to 1993's Get a Grip.

It was their first to employ songwriters outside the band, instead of featuring songs solely composed by them. This came at the suggestion of executive John Kalodner. He also pushed the band to work with producer Bruce Fairbairn, who remained with them for another two albums. It was also the first Aerosmith album to be promoted by heavy music video airplay on MTV. Though Done with Mirrors was intended to mark Aerosmith's comeback, Permanent Vacation is often considered their true comeback, as it was the band's first truly popular album since their reunion. "Rag Doll", "Dude (Looks Like a Lady)", and "Angel" became major hits (all three charted in the Top 20) and helped Permanent Vacation become the band's greatest success in a decade.

Permanent Vacation has sold over five million copies in the U.S.

In the UK, it was the first Aerosmith album to attain both Silver (60,000 units sold) and Gold (100,000 units sold) certification by the British Phonographic Industry, achieving these in July 1989 and March 1990 respectively.
Performed By: Aerosmith
Genre(s): Hard rock, pop metal
Producer(s): Bruce Fairbairn
Length: 51:46
Released: August 25th, 1987
Year: 1987

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