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She was a ballerina on a subway train

Stiletto heels and a candy cane

Looked like a number on a station wall

Hot on the tail of a social call

 

I wet my lips I thought I had it made

Like Valentino with a hand grenade

I made my move with my libido on

She circled once and then she dropped the bomb

 

She got the big guns

Pointed at my heart

Bang bang shooting like a firing squad

Big guns

Blew me away

And I went down in flames

 

I met a sidewalk preacher on a roller skate

He said he had the key to heaven's gate

I said: "I'll wait for the movie 'cause I been there before"

And learned: like is a battle and love is war

 

She got the big guns

Pointed at my heart

Bang bang shooting like a firing squad

Big guns

Took me by surprise

She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky

 

She got the big guns

Pointed at my heart

Bang bang shooting like a firing squad

Big guns

Blew me away

And I went down in flames

 

I'm doing time as a back seat Romeo

Play solitaire with my hands in the air

Another night and no bullets to spare

 

She got the big guns

Pointed at my heart

Bang bang shooting like a firing squad

Big guns

Took me by surprise

She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky

 

She got the big guns

Pointed at my heart

Bang bang shooting like a firing squad

Big guns

Blew me away

And I went down in flames

 

 

Big guns (Big guns)

Big guns, blew me away

And I went down in flames

 

Big guns, big guns

She really, really got the big guns

She shot me down in flames

 

 

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She blew my mind behind the wrecking machine
She was a shitload of trouble called the Subway Queen
Had a hip with bad habits and a shake that was a bit obscene

One night I caught her running out the cellar door
There was about a million people lying flat on the floor
For such a sweet little lady I would swear she's rotten to the core

She got her hands in the cookie jar
Smiling like an alligator
Makin' headlines in the back of her car
Tight-lipped now but sink ships later

I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister
She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister
Mona Lisa with a new tattoo
She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister

Every quittin' time is another disease
Too many cowboys ridin' high shootin' low at the knees
The back hand boogie is the price you pay for being the squeeze

The pettin's getting heavy got her tongue in her ear
her friend is doing time for kickin' ass on a queer
They're in a mental state and all their friends are here

She's tellin' lies through her burgundy lips
Angel on a mission of mercy
She'll get you dancin' with the crack of her whip
Take you up to heaven in her rocket ship

I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister
She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister
Mona Lisa with a new tattoo
She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister

She got her hands in the cookie jar smiling like an alligator
Makin' headlines in the back of her car
Tight-lipped now but sink ships later

I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister
She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister
Mona Lisa with a new tattoo
She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister

 

 

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Fall in love with a twisted lady
Suicide with a cover girl
Spent all your time then you got stuck paying the price

Uptown, kick it down, into a spin
Face the wall, take it all, you just can't win

Can't stand the heartache
So bleeds the red, red rose
Time heals a broken heart
But that's just the way it goes
Can't stand, can't stand the heartache

You got caught in the line of fire
Bystander innocence
You held your own till it wasn't yours anymore

Waste away another day into the night
You're at home by the phone, it don't seem right

Can't stand the heartache
So bleeds the red, red rose
Time heals a broken heart
But that's just the way it goes
Can't stand, can't stand the heartache

You held me like a prisoner
And I don't know
Why I stayed here from the start

Uptown, run me down under your wheels
I pray, one day, you'll know how it feels

Can't stand the heartache
So bleeds the red, red rose
Time heals a broken heart
But that's just the way it goes
Can't stand, can't stand the heartache

Can't stand the heartache
So bleeds the red, red rose
Time heals a broken heart
But that's just the way it goes
Can't stand, can't stand the heartache

Can't stand the heartache
So bleeds the red, red rose
Time heals a broken heart
But that's just the way it goes
Can't stand, can't stand the heartache

 

 

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Piece of Me

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Sleazin' in the city
Lookin' for a fight
Got my heels and lookin' pretty
On a Saturday night, night, night

Good God, bless my soul
I need a fix of rock 'n roll
Come on baby you gotta wait and see
You better hurry
To get a piece of me

Caught a lonely lady
Crying on a cigarette
I got nasty, nasty habits
And that's all she's gonna get

One for the money, two for the show
So 'round and 'round and 'round we go
Take a look at what-a you might need
You better hurry
To get a piece of me

I don't have looks, I don't have money
But I know one thing's for sure
One night ain't enough of my love
She wanted more, more, more

Sleazin' in the city
Lookin' for a fight
Got my heels and lookin' pretty
On a Saturday night, night, night

One for the money, two for the show
So 'round and 'round and 'round we go
Take a look at what-a you might need
You better hurry
To get a piece of me
To get a piece of me
To get a piece of me

 

 

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And Life

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Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, oooh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone
And now it's

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline.
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean.
They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one."
He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun.
Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends.
You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
And now it's

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind - that child blew a child away.

18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go

 

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Tricky little Vicky walks along South Street
She learned her French from the boys that she'd meet
I gotta laugh when I hear them say
She's a sweet little cheese when the cat's away

I know what you been trying
What you got ain't worth buying
Can't make living working door to door

Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake

Juicy Miss Lucy always diggin' on junk
She's on the corner talkin' trash with the punks
Her buried treasure is so easy to see
'Cause talk is cheap and so is she

You're lost in search of passion
(But) Prince Charming ain't in fashion
So let it bleed if you wanna stay

Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake

Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake

Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake

 

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Youth Gone Wild

Since I was born they couldn't hold me down

Another misfit kid, another burned-out town

 

Never played by the rules I never really cared

My nasty reputation takes me everywhere

 

I look and see it's not only me

So many others have stood where I stand

We are the young so raise your hands

 

They call us problem child

We spend our lives on trial

We walk an endless mile

We are the youth gone wild

We stand and we won't fall

We're the one and one for all

The writing's on the wall

We are the youth gone wild

 

Boss screamin' in my ear about who I'm supposed to be

Getcha a 3-piece Wall Street smile

And son you'll look just like me

 

 

I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know.

I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row."

 

I look and see it's not only me

We're standin' tall ain't never a doubt

We are the young, so shout it out

 

They call us problem child

We spend our lives on trial

We walk an endless mile

We are the youth gone wild

We stand and we won't fall

We're the one and one for all

The writing's on the wall

We are the youth gone wild

 

They call us problem child

We spend our lives on trial

We walk an endless mile

We are the youth gone wild

We stand and we won't fall

We're the one and one for all

The writing's on the wall

We are the youth gone wild

We are the youth gone wild

 

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Here I Am

Six foot one and lonely

Dressed in spaghetti rags

Standing at the bus stop

With her alligator bags

 

What can u do?

No, no, no, what can I do

I better see a doctor

'Cause I think I'm getting hooked on you

 

I ain't much for talkin'

But all I got to say is

 

Here I am

Close your eyes and I'll be Superman

Here I am

Come and take my lovin' while you can

 

She broke a million hearts

On 2nd Avenue

With her German cigarettes

And designer attitude

 

What can u do?

No, no, no, what can I do

My love's been goin' blind

Since the first time I laid eyes on you

 

Ain't much for conversation

But I got to let you know

 

Here I am

Close your eyes and I'll be Superman

Here I am

Come and take my lovin' while you can

 

You don't need a crystal ball

To see she's got it all

 

Here I am

Close your eyes and I'll be Superman

Here I am

Come and take my lovin' while you can

 

 

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T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues
Caught his lady with another man
Lit up a smoke and did some talkin'
With the back of his hand

She started shakin', started losing her mind
But he was kicking back and playing it cool
Signed her walkin' papers
Took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me

Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar
Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd.
Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin':
"Sign upon the dotted line!"
He shook his head and said:
"All I need is that fiddle of mine!"

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Take your big time, I'll take care of me

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me

When trouble came knockin'
Billy kep-a-rockin' like this...

Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me

One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks (lick it)
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me

 

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I Remember You

 

 

Woke up to the soothing sound of pouring rain

The wind would whisper and I'd think of you

And all the tears you cried, that called my name

And when you needed me I came through

 

I paint a picture of the days gone by

When love went blind and you would make me see

I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes

So that I knew that you were there for me

Time after time you were there for me

 

 

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand?

Love letters in the sand - I remember you

Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day

I wanna hear you say I remember you

 

We spent the summer with the top rolled down

Wished ever after would it be like this

You said I love you babe, without a sound

I said I'd give up my life for just one kiss

I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss

 

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand?

Love letters in the sand - I remember you

Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day

I wanna hear you say I remember you

 

We've had our share of hard times

But that's the price we paid

And through it all we kept the promise that we made

I swear you'll never be lonely

 

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain

Washed away a dream of you

But nothing else could ever take you away

'Cause you'll always be my dream come true

Oh my darling, I love you

 

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand?

Love letters in the sand - I remember you

Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day

I wanna hear you say I remember you

 

Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand?

Love letters in the sand - I remember you

Through all the sleepless nights, through every endless day

I wanna hear you say, I remember - I remember you

 

 

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The night approaches, after dark you have no chance

Ooh, when moonlight takes the sky,

You'll feel my dark romance

 

I'm on your footsteps and I wait behind your back

I spread like fire upon the streets I'm ready to attack

 

I'm the only thing you need

Upon your love I feed

 

When the clock strikes midnight

I'm on the prowl of love

When the clock strikes midnight

The time is right to call you out

 

When I'm feeling wicked and my blood is running hot

Electric is my touch baby

You don't know what you've got

 

Only in the evening at night I come alive

So try to keep your passion deep

I need it to survive

 

I'm the only thing you need

Upon your love I feed

 

When the clock strikes midnight

I'm on the prowl of love

When the clock strikes midnight

The time is right to call you out

 

When the clock strikes midnight

When the wicked moon starts to rise

When the clock strikes midnight

I'm alive

 

When the clock strikes midnight

I'm on the prowl of love

When the clock strikes midnight

The time is right to call you out

 

When the clock strikes midnight

When the wicked moon starts to rise

When the clock strikes midnight

I'm alive

 

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