ZZ Top - Eliminator Lyrics
Gimme All Your Lovin
I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
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You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,
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You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
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If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.
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You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
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You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.
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I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
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You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,
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You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
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If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.
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You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
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You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.
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Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
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Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.
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Writer: Frank Beard, Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Got Me Under Pressure
She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes french cuisine
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But she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine.
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She got me under pressure,
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She got me under pressure.
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She likes the art museum, she don't like pavlov's dog.
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She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a london fog.
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She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains.
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She likes cocaine and filppin' out with great danes.
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She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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I'm gonna give her a message,
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Here's what I'm gonna say:
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She might get out a nightstick
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And hurt me real real bad
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By the roadside in a ditch.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes french cuisine
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But she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine.
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She got me under pressure,
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She got me under pressure.
+
She likes the art museum, she don't like pavlov's dog.
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She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a london fog.
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She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains.
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She likes cocaine and filppin' out with great danes.
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She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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I'm gonna give her a message,
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Here's what I'm gonna say:
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She might get out a nightstick
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And hurt me real real bad
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By the roadside in a ditch.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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It's got me under pressure,
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It's got me under pressure.
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Writer: BILLY GIBBONS, DUSTY HILL, FRANK BEARD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sharp Dressed Man
And I don't know where I am goin' to
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Silk suit, black tie (black tie)
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I don't need a reason why
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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Gold watch, diamond ring
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I ain't missin' not a single thing
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When I step out, I'm gonna do you in
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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But I don't worry 'cause my wallet's fat
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Black shades, white gloves
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Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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And I don't know where I am goin' to
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Silk suit, black tie (black tie)
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I don't need a reason why
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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Gold watch, diamond ring
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I ain't missin' not a single thing
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When I step out, I'm gonna do you in
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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But I don't worry 'cause my wallet's fat
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Black shades, white gloves
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Lookin' sharp, lookin' for love
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They come runnin' just as fast as they can
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'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man
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Writer: Frank Beard, Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
I Need You Tonight
It's three o'clock in the morning
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And the rain begin to fall
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But I know what I'm needin
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But I don't have it all.
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I'm needin someone like you
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That I just wanna do love to.
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Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
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Inside my heart there's a fire
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Burning out of control.
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Burning for someone like you
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I just wanna do love to.
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Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
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Like a wolf howling at the moon
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But that just doesn't do me
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If I can't get you soon.
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I'm calling for someone like you
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That I just wanna do love to.
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Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
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English
It's three o'clock in the morning
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And the rain begin to fall
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But I know what I'm needin
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But I don't have it all.
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I'm needin someone like you
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That I just wanna do love to.
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Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
+
Inside my heart there's a fire
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Burning out of control.
+
Burning for someone like you
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I just wanna do love to.
+
Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
+
Like a wolf howling at the moon
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But that just doesn't do me
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If I can't get you soon.
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I'm calling for someone like you
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That I just wanna do love to.
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Baby, baby, I need you tonight.
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Writer: FRANK BEARD, BILLY GIBBONS, DUSTY HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
I Got The Six
Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,
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I need something more substantial.
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New deck of playing cards, I don't like to work this hard,
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I think I'll have to cancel.
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I'm about to lose my mind.
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Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock,
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I'm feeling so abnormal.
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Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene.
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Cover up that centerfold.
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I'm about to lose my mind.
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Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there,
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She's so discriminating.
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This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow.
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I guess I'll have to spank my monkey.
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I'm about to lose my mind.
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English
Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,
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I need something more substantial.
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New deck of playing cards, I don't like to work this hard,
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I think I'll have to cancel.
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I'm about to lose my mind.
+
Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock,
+
I'm feeling so abnormal.
+
Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene.
+
Cover up that centerfold.
+
I'm about to lose my mind.
+
Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there,
+
She's so discriminating.
+
This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow.
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I guess I'll have to spank my monkey.
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I'm about to lose my mind.
+
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Writer: FRANK BEARD, BILLY GIBBONS, DUSTY HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Legs
She's got legs, she knows how to use them
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She never begs, she knows how to choose them
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She's holdin' leg, wonder how to feel them
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Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
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She's my baby, she's my baby
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Yeah, it's alright, oh yeah
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She's got hair down to her fanny
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She's kinda jet set, try to undo her panties
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Every time she's dancin', she knows what to do
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Everybody wants to see if she can use it
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She's so fine, she's all mine
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She's got legs, she knows how to use them
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She never begs, knows how to choose them
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She's got a dime all of the time
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Stays out at night, movin' through time
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Oh, I want her, said, I got to have her
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Little girl is alright, she's alright, oh
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English
She's got legs, she knows how to use them
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She never begs, she knows how to choose them
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She's holdin' leg, wonder how to feel them
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Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
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She's my baby, she's my baby
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Yeah, it's alright, oh yeah
+
She's got hair down to her fanny
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She's kinda jet set, try to undo her panties
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Every time she's dancin', she knows what to do
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Everybody wants to see if she can use it
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She's so fine, she's all mine
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She's got legs, she knows how to use them
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She never begs, knows how to choose them
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She's got a dime all of the time
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Stays out at night, movin' through time
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Oh, I want her, said, I got to have her
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Little girl is alright, she's alright, oh
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Writer: Billy F Gibbons, Frank Lee Beard, Joe Michael Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Thug
You look like who you say you are
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So scoot over let me drive your car
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Roll down the glass and give me some wind
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Lock all the doors I'm on the loose again alright!
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I haven't sat behind a wheel like this
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Can't wait till I can do it again
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Can't keep my nose clean livin' in sin alright!
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I had a friend down in alcatraz
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He had the money and machine guns stashed
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We gonna rob, steal totin' our guns alright!
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You look like who you say you are
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So scoot over let me drive your car
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Roll down the glass and give me some wind
+
Lock all the doors I'm on the loose again alright!
+
I haven't sat behind a wheel like this
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Can't wait till I can do it again
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Can't keep my nose clean livin' in sin alright!
+
I had a friend down in alcatraz
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He had the money and machine guns stashed
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We gonna rob, steal totin' our guns alright!
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Writer: FRANK BEARD, BILLY GIBBONS, DUSTY HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
TV Dinners
TV dinners, there's nothin' else to eat
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TV dinners, they really can't be beat
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I like 'em frozen but you understand
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I throw 'em in and wave 'em and I'm a brand new man, oh yeah
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TV dinners, they're goin' to my head
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TV dinners my skin is turnin' red
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Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin
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I can't wait until tomorrow and thaw one out again, oh yeah
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TV dinners, I'm feelin' kinda rough
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TV dinners, this one's kinda tough
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I like the enchiladas and the teriyaki too
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I even like the chicken if the sauce is not too blue
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And they're mine, all mine, oh yeah
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Gotta have 'em, gimme somethin' now
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English
TV dinners, there's nothin' else to eat
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TV dinners, they really can't be beat
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I like 'em frozen but you understand
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I throw 'em in and wave 'em and I'm a brand new man, oh yeah
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TV dinners, they're goin' to my head
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TV dinners my skin is turnin' red
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Twenty year old turkey in a thirty year old tin
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I can't wait until tomorrow and thaw one out again, oh yeah
+
TV dinners, I'm feelin' kinda rough
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TV dinners, this one's kinda tough
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I like the enchiladas and the teriyaki too
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I even like the chicken if the sauce is not too blue
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And they're mine, all mine, oh yeah
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Gotta have 'em, gimme somethin' now
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Writer: Frank Beard, Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Dirty Dog
Hey baby, watcha gonna do?
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Now that i've left you and I said we're through
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All along you been runnin' round
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But You Ain't The Only Game In Town
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I dug your brush and your ass was fine
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I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
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But you rubbed it on another guy
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You're history and this is why
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You're just a dog a scurvy dog
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Hey baby, when we got it on
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You made me feel like there ain't nothin' wrong
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Just don't bug me like you're so naive
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I'm crackin' up, I'm gonna take my leave
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I dug your brush and your ass was fine
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I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
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But you rubbed it on another guy
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You're history and this is why
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Hey baby well it's over now,
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I'll make my exit and I'll take a bow
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Your problem's cured with a dollar bill
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And if it won't I know a flea collar will
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I dug your brush and your ass was fine
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I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
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But you rubbed it on another guy
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You're history and this is why
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You're just a dog a scurvy dog.
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Hey! Get that dog out of my yard!
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Hey baby, watcha gonna do?
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Now that i've left you and I said we're through
+
All along you been runnin' round
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But You Ain't The Only Game In Town
+
I dug your brush and your ass was fine
+
I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
+
But you rubbed it on another guy
+
You're history and this is why
+
You're just a dog a scurvy dog
+
Hey baby, when we got it on
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You made me feel like there ain't nothin' wrong
+
Just don't bug me like you're so naive
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I'm crackin' up, I'm gonna take my leave
+
I dug your brush and your ass was fine
+
I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
+
But you rubbed it on another guy
+
You're history and this is why
+
Hey baby well it's over now,
+
I'll make my exit and I'll take a bow
+
Your problem's cured with a dollar bill
+
And if it won't I know a flea collar will
+
I dug your brush and your ass was fine
+
I dug your jelly and your mighty mind
+
But you rubbed it on another guy
+
You're history and this is why
+
You're just a dog a scurvy dog.
+
Hey! Get that dog out of my yard!
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Writer: BILLY GIBBONS, LEE BEARD FRANK, JOE HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
If I Could Only Flag Her Down
I got enough connections
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I don't need a piece of her hide
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I just wanna squeeze her
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If I could only flag her down
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If I could only flag her down
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Well, it's not because of her beauty
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And her brand new low cut blouse.
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It's not because she's so snooty
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Or a fine famed millionaire.
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It's not 'cause she's in motion
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In a brand new cadillac car
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It's not because of her lotion
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She's a real sweet candy bar
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I just want to squeeze her
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I just want to crash her
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I just want to trash her
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If I could only flag her down!
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If I could only flag her down!
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English
I got enough connections
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I don't need a piece of her hide
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I just wanna squeeze her
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If I could only flag her down
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If I could only flag her down
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Well, it's not because of her beauty
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And her brand new low cut blouse.
+
It's not because she's so snooty
+
Or a fine famed millionaire.
+
It's not 'cause she's in motion
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In a brand new cadillac car
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It's not because of her lotion
+
She's a real sweet candy bar
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I just want to squeeze her
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I just want to crash her
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I just want to trash her
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If I could only flag her down!
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If I could only flag her down!
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Writer: FRANK BEARD, BILLY GIBBONS, DUSTY HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Bad Girl
See that girl with the red dress on,
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She can do it all night long,
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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I know a girl that likes to flirt,
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She can do it in a mini skirt.
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
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It's enough to drive you mad.
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Yesterday I was playin' it cool
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But she played me for a first class fool,
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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I'm gonna tell you like I told some friends
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I'm goin' back to dig her again.
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
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It's enough to drive you mad.
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I know a girl with a gto,
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She's the one that go cat go,
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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See the girl dressed in green,
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She's the one that's a mean machine,
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
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It's enough to drive you mad.
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See that girl with the red dress on,
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She can do it all night long,
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She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
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I know a girl that likes to flirt,
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She can do it in a mini skirt.
+
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
+
Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
+
It's enough to drive you mad.
+
Yesterday I was playin' it cool
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But she played me for a first class fool,
+
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
+
I'm gonna tell you like I told some friends
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I'm goin' back to dig her again.
+
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
+
Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
+
It's enough to drive you mad.
+
I know a girl with a gto,
+
She's the one that go cat go,
+
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
+
See the girl dressed in green,
+
She's the one that's a mean machine,
+
She's a bad girl, she's a bad girl.
+
Ain't it a shame when a girl goes bad,
+
It's enough to drive you mad.
+
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Writer: BILLY GIBBONS, JOE HILL, LEE BEARD FRANK
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
