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Hot Pink (John Seabury)
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Hot Pink
(John Seabury)
Hot Pink, Hot Pink, Hot Pink, Lips, fingernails and hair
Strollin' cross the room like she don't care
If they stare, it's alright, She knows she's very bright
Hot Pink, Lips, fingernails and hair
From Fairbanks to Tierra Del Fuego
She paints the whole wide world up in day-glo
When she walks through the park , She glows in the dark
Hot Pink, Lips, fingernails and hair
If I stare too long she's gonna burn my eyes
I ain't got no need to fantasize
She looks good from every side, She got nothin' to hide
Hot Pink, Lips, fingernails and hair
Some call her a gal of ill repute
Walkin around in her birthday suit
In high heels she's very daring
Cause that's all that she's wearing
Hot Pink, Lips, fingernails and hair
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My Girl (Tyler/Perry)
02:24
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My Girl
(Tyler/Perry)
My girl, she breathes hellfire
And my girl, she feeds my desire
My girl Sadie, she's the wind in my sails
A puss'n boots lady with a cat o' nine tails
Comin' after you honey, feet don't fail me now
My girl, she's bare back rider
And my girl, she's Lady Godiva
She's a full time lover no mon ami
Sweeter than honey from a honeybee
And it all rubs off on little old me, oh
Slippin' in and out of love Slippin' in and out of love
My girl, she smokes barbed wire
And my girl, can't get no higher
I made it with the lady and a one track mind
Diamonds in the rough, they're so hard find
Day after day, the same old grind And grind and grind and
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My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama
(Frank Zappa)
Well, your mama and your daddy
Saying I'm no good to you
They call me dirty from the alley
And I don't know what to do
I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out
Screamin' "Don't come back no more”
I can't take it
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
Later I tried to call you
Your mama told me you weren't there
She told me don't bother to call again
Unless I cut off all my hair
I get so tired of sneakin' around
Just to get to your back door
I crawled past the garbage and your mama jumped out
Screamin' "Don't come back no more”
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to kill your mama
My guitar wants to burn your dad
I get real mean when it makes me mad
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Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine
(Country Joe McDonald)
She hides in an attic concealed on a shelf
Behind volumes of literature based on herself
And runs across the pages like some tiny elf
Knowing that it's hard to find
Stuff way back in her mind,
Winds up spending all of her time
Trying to memorize every line,
Sweet Lorriane, ah, Sweet Lorraine.
Sweet lady of death wants me to die
So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh
And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes
Then softly she will explain
Just exactly who was to blame
For causing me to go insane
And finally blow out my brain,
Sweet Lorraine, ah, Sweet Lorraine.
BRIDGE:
Well you know it's a shame and a pity
You were raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways,
Ah, 'bout country ways.
The joy of life she dresses in black
With celestial secrets engraved in her back
And her face keeps flashing that she's got the knack
But you know when you look into her eyes
All she's learned she's had to memorize
And the only way you'll ever get her high
Is to let her do her thing and then watch you die,
Sweet Lorraine, ah, Sweet Lorraine.
Now she's the one who gives us all those magical things
And reads us stories out of I Ching,
Then she passes out a whole new basket of rings
That when you put on your hand
Makes you one of the Angel Band
And gives you the power to be a man,
But what it does for her you never quite understand
Sweet Lorraine, ah, Sweet Lorraine
Well you know it's a shame and a pity
You were raised up in the city
And you never learned nothing 'bout country ways,
Ah, 'bout country ways.
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Showbiz Kids
Apologies to:
(Becker/Fagan)
They're outrageous!
They're outrageous!
Show biz kids making movies
Of themselves you know they
Don't give a fuck about anybody else
While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
All the poor people sleepin'
And the stars come out at night
Ya gotta…
Go to Las Vegas
Go to Lost Wages
Ya gotta go to Las Vegas
They got the house on the corner
With the drugs inside
They got the booze they need
All that money can buy
They got the shapely body
They got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for the coup-de-gras
They're outrageous!
They're outrageous!
Chorus
After closing time At the government Fair
I detect the El Supremo
From the room at the top of the stairs
Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels as the facts unravel
I've found this to be true
They're outrageous!
They're contagious!
a lemme tell ya
Show biz kids making movies
Of themselves you know they
Don't give a shit about anybody else
While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
All the poor people sleepin'
And the stars come out at night
Ya gotta…
Go to Las Vegas
Go to Lost Wages
Ya gotta go to Las Vegas
They're outrageous!
They're contagious!
They're outrageous!
They're contagious!
They're contagious!
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Dave Seabury Orinda, California
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