1. |
Matter of Style
02:59
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Ain’t got no money, no fancy car,
All I got now is this blue guitar
Lover on board, feeling alive,
Looking for ways to get herself high
Like it or not,
It’s just a matter of style
I like my women sleazy and lean,
I like my men obedient, mean
Chances are blown, and people are vile
Places I go, I stay for a while
Like it or not,
It’s just a matter of style
Now got myself a rattlesnake bone,
Wrapped it around a diamond stone
Stashing it all by the side of the road,
Love is no friend when you’re out in the cold
Like it or not,
It’s just a matter of style
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2. |
Night Rider
02:36
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You’ve seen him back down in 1956,
Carrying a bone, and a set of guitar strings
You’ve seen him back down in 1979,
On liquor and drugs, but doing just fine
He’s a Night Rider,
It’s the highway that makes him bleed
Night Rider,
Trading his blood for nothing but speed
You’ve seen him with hookers, rebels and thieves
You’ve seen him with people wandering around in disbelief
You’ve seen him back down in 1985,
He was still on the gear, still in the jive
He’s a Night Rider,
It’s the highway that makes him bleed
Night rider,
Trading his blood for nothing but speed
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3. |
Leave Me Your Number
03:02
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I saw you down the street today, lookin’ real fine
Wondering now if that's how you lookin’ all the time?
I said, leave me your number,
And I will call you every day
Leave me your number,
And I will call you every day
I’m gonna call you every night
Until you block me away
I saw you down in Monterey, struttin’ like a boss
Wondering now if that’s how you always come across?
I said, leave me your number
And I will call you every day
Leave me your number
And I will call you every day
I’m gonna call you every night
Until you block me away
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4. |
She Do What She Like
02:48
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Don’t care for love
Don’t care for pain
Don’t care for honey
Don’t care for lame
Don’t care bambino
Don’t care for dame
Don’t care for clothes
Don’t care for shows
Don’t care for seats
Now she’s your type
Cause she do she do she do
She do what she like
Oh yes you know she do, she do,
She do what she like
Take her home my son
She don’t care for mother
Don’t care for brother
Don’t care for lover
Don’t care for dollar
Don’t care for sorrow
Don’t care a dime
Don’t care for skies
Don’t care for life
Don't care for your ex wife
Now she’s your type
Cause she do she do she do
She do what she like
Oh yes you know she do she do
She do what she like
So take her home
Take her home
And leave her out there
Cause she’s coming back to me
Take her home
Take her home
Take her home
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5. |
Charlie
02:29
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Horse tattoo, liquor, codeine
Heart made of stone & rain
Needs me in the kitchen, I can help a little bit
Find her diamond ring
Crazy… about Charlie
Never alone and never at home
Never gets a hold of time
A land without a road and a sky without a dip
Fingers down in crime
Crazy… about Charlie
Charlie don’t care 'bout horses
She don’t care 'bout venom and gore
Like them mysterious forces
And the life that’s hidden offshore
Crazy… about Charlie
Horse tattoo, liquor, codeine
A heart made of stone & rain
Neds me in the kitchen I can help a little bit
Find her diamond ring
Crazy… about Charlie
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6. |
96 in The Shade
02:54
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96 in the shade
Cool grass, lemonade
No way to get you out of my head…
96 in the shade
High class, rollerblade
Gonna get you out of my head…
Get you out of my head
96 in the shade
Wild guess, promenade
96 in the shade
Sweet drops, marinade
Gonna get you out of my head…
Gonna get you out of my head…
Gonna get you out of my head…
Cool grass, lemonade
Alright, I’m gonna play some guitar now
(play it, boy!)
Cool grass, lemonade…
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7. |
She's A Lover
01:56
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My baby don’t care if it rains or shines
Don’t mind a little fling as long as it’s mine
She’s a lover
All through the night
She’s coming up close looking for a bite
As long as I play along I might just be alright
Cause she’s a lover
All through the night
Now all the other girls are eyeing up her footwear
High heels, mini skirt and a batmobile
Cause she’s a lover
Just keeping it real
C’mon now darling, move you hip
Yeah baby, lower that shirt so your collar bone can slip
Are you an artist?
And you like it deep
Now when the morning comes
She wants a little more
Eggs, bacon, sausage roll
She’s a lover
All through the dawn
And when we go out there’s trouble straight ahead
Lots of different boys are thinking what to say
Cause she’s a lover
All through the day
She's a lover
All through the day
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8. |
The Witch
03:47
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Will she sink or will she float?
Shall we hang her down or cut her throat?
Will she sink or will she float?
Remember now it's what the scripture wrote
We gonna burn, burn that thing alive
We gonna burn, burn that thing alive
We gonna burn, burn it to the ground
Go on now and lay your hand upon the devil’s maid
And if it bites you, stings you like a blade
Let it be a sign, most wicked of them all
Everyone behold now the witch’s fall
We gonna burn, burn it to the ground
We gonna burn, burn it to the ground
And after a while, when she’s dead and gone
Buried alive with a black cat bone
She’ll haunt us all together in our dreams
The witch sure ain’t never now what she seems
Hmmm will she sink or will she float?
Shall we hang her down or cut her throat?
Will she sink or will she float?
Shall we hang her down or cut her throat?
Burn, burn it to the ground
Burn, burn it to the ground
Burn, burn it to the ground
The witch sure ain’t never what she seems
The witch sure ain’t never what she seems
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