Rod Stewart Lyrics
Rod Stewart Lyrics
"All In the Name Of Rock N' Roll Lyrics"
Good Looking Blues Lyrics
damn girl's gone crazy all these good-looking blues banshees with bad skin coming home to roost boxed into flying scratching out birds fed a diet of sharp knives earthworms and dirt <
damn girl's gone crazy all these good-looking blues banshees with bad skin coming home to roost boxed into flying scratching out birds fed a diet of sharp knives earthworms and dirt <
(Rod Stewart , 1975/76)
Went downtown on the two fourtynine,
play'n for recognition of the New York town.
See, me and the boys got a rock 'n' roll band;
they were so damn good, gonna lift up the man.
Well, we got ups, we got downs,
we got just so high till the sun goes down.
Got the ego, can be abused;
I got my two-toned shoes,
and I can sing the blues.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
So gypsy=this is NOT savage garden! Was a sleek and silver gypsy Who knocked upon my door I turn her away But she won't take no anymore Well I've been stomping on the doors And I've been peeling o
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
New York town is a meanass town,
we got a thousand bands singin' underground.
Way down in New Orleans it's the same old thing;
emotion'l music a merry old thing.
Old King Soul, he final'y gave us a jolt;
he played the vibes till nine and read from ten to fo
Tear Da Club Up Lyrics
Chorus Tear da club up, nigga tear da club up (DJ Paul) This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The Three 6 show no love we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe
ur.Chorus Tear da club up, nigga tear da club up (DJ Paul) This for all the playa haters who be talkin' that shit The Three 6 show no love we quick to murder a trick You could be a friend or foe
He played upside down, he played inside out;
then a uniform band he was thrown into jail.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Gettin' hungry I know little woman,
can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked.
I'm so high, I can't believe it;
hotel dogs a
Brand New Cadillac Lyrics
(Vince Taylor) Drive!!! Drive!!! My baby rolled up in a brand new Cadillac Yes she did! My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy!" "I
re knockin' on my door.(Vince Taylor) Drive!!! Drive!!! My baby rolled up in a brand new Cadillac Yes she did! My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy!" "I
Two night of singin' nearly out on the end,
left the two parts red, oh what a square.
As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song,
listen, Mc Cartney, we're the band on the run.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
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