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(Wilko Johnson)
If there's something that I like
It's the way that woman walks
And if there's something I like better
It's the way she baby talks
She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight
I said you ought to see her jerk
You ought to see her walk on the floor
And when she gets back to her seat
Mmh all the people cry for more
She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight
I said I'd give her anything
That her little heart desires
Anything she wants
Just to keep her by my side (/satisfied)
She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight
If there's something that I like
It's the way that woman walks
And if there's something I like better
It's the way she baby talks
She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight
She does it right (8 x)
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Boom-boom, boom-boom
Gonna shoot you right down
Right off your feet
Take you home with me
Put you in my house
Boom-boom, boom-boom
Ow-ow-ow-ow
Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh
I love to see you strut
Up and down my floor
When you talk to me
That baby talk
I like it like that
Boom-boom, boom-boom
Gonna shoot you right down
Right off your feet
Take you home with me
Put you in my house
Boom-boom, boom-boom
When you walk that walk
And you talk that talk
And you whisper in my ear
Tell me that you love me
I love that talk
When you talk like that
You knock me out
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(Wilko Johnson)
I don't get nothing to nobody
But I get everything for you
My hopes, my plans
My dreams my friends
And most of my money to
If I got one thing left to give
I swear that I haven't a clue
The more I give the less I get from you
My friends told me that a womans love
Is a most peculiar thing
You treat 'em bad, steal their cash
And they treat you like a dog gone king
I never listened to their advice
But now I must admit that it's true
The more I give the less I get from you
- Break -
My friends told me that a womans love
Is a most peculiar thing
You treat 'em bad, steal their cash
And they treat you like a dog gone king
I never listened to their advice
But now I must admit that it's true
The more I give the less I get from you
I don't get nothing to nobody
But I get everything for you
My hopes, my plans
My dreams my friends
And most of my money to
If I got one thing left to give
I swear that I haven't a clue
The more I give the less I get
The more I give the less I get
The more I give the less I get from you
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(Wilko Johnson)
I saw you out the other night
I saw somebody hold you tight
Roxette, I wonder who it could be
It was so dark I couldn't see
But I know it wasn't me
When I tell you it ain't right
I know you've got to agree
I followed you into a show
The band was playing rock'n'roll
Roxette, I didn't need to seek you out
The music played so loud
That I could hear you through the crowd
You was telling everyone
About a new guy you'd found
Roxette I gotta go away
And leave you for a couple of days
Roxette, I don't want no more of your tricks
I'm gonna get some concrete mix
And fill your back door up with bricks
And you better be there waiting
When I get my business fixed
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Styrofoam
You don't have to say you're gonna love me
Until the end (just one more weekend now)
We can take a strumming and after
We can still be friends (just one more weekend now)
I've had my share of women
You made me promise by the clouds above
All I want now is one weekend of your love
My friends don't think it
But you look alright to me
(Just one more weekend love)
You're sure not a child
But you're the right side of seventeen
(Just one more weekend love)
But soon you'll be gone
And the light has started getting low
Me what would give for one weekend
Of your love
Oh I could make you happy
And you could do the same for me
(Just one more weekend love)
I'll feel so fine
Just delightin' in your company
(Just one more weekend love)
You know I can't speak
Just a-tell me what you're thinking of
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(Wilko Johnson)
Oh babe
That ain't the way to behave
You walked out and left me
I didn't see you for days
And then you let me know you're coming back here again
When you write me a letter without a word to explain
Oh babe
That ain't the way to behave
Got up early in the morning
Just to see you arrive
The sun was rising
There were clouds in the sky
Well I waited at the window I did not understand
When I saw you at the corner with another man
Oh babe
That ain't the way to behave
- Harmonica-Solo -
Now you're leaving
You're taking everything you own
I ain't complaining
I'm waitin' til I'm alone
Well I just sit here smiling as she walk through the door
If I didn't love you still you'd be stretched out on the floor
Oh babe
That ain't the way to behave
- Harmonica-Solo -
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I Don't Mind
Hey Little Baby Can We Go Strollin'
Don't You Just Know It
Got Me Rockin' And I Oughtta Be Rollin'
Don't You Just Know It
I Don't Mind If You Don't Keep Your Word
Walk And Talk I Don't Mind About That
I Don't Mind If The World Is Round
Rock Them All Under The Ground
'Cos I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, Don't Make Me Worry
I Ain't Got Time
You've Been Sittin' Home All Alone
You've Been Talkin' On The Telephone
Oh Don't Tell Me That It's Only Your Friends
Try And Make Me Think That You're Mine Again
And I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, I Don't Want The Worry
I Ain't Got TheTime
Oh Ain't That Something That Kind Of Talk
You Don't Understand What I'm Trying To Say Woman
I Don't Care If That Ain't What You Planned
I Know You Wanna Talk It Over One More Time
Last Time Nothing In Any Way
You Wouldn't Even Listen To A Word I'd Say
I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, I Don't Want The Worry
And I Ain't Got The Time
I Don't Care About Anything
What Do You Figure That Gal Wants
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(Wilko Johnson)
If you see my baby walking
I'm a walking by her side
Ain't no need to look too far
Because I won't be hard to find
I'm walkin twenty yards behind her
Cause I love the way she shakes behind
Everybody stops to see her
When my baby's out takin' a stroll
I see a traffic cop that flags
When a steam roller ran out of control
But when my baby walked by
He jumped up and shouted 'Bless my soul'
Bless my soul
- Break -
It's all much confusion in the town
When she's passing through
All the cars are going backwards
And the traffic lights change to blue
I'm walking twenty yards behind her
Cause I'm frightened of the damage she'll do
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(Wilko Johnson)
You walk right in
Don't see nobody turn around
Get no connections
You're just a face in any crowd
Some let you know
The good times are coming
Just wait until you tell 'em right
Keep it out of sight
Keep it out of sight
You movin' up
Man, the place is getting hot
You just can't lose
With all that stuff that you got
You know the people understand
You got a reputation
You don't wanna argue fuss and fight
Keep it out of sight
Keep it out of sight
You got enough
You got a new thing on your mind
Don't have nobody
You gotta leave the scene behind
You put your foot down on the boards
You don't know where you're going
But your headlights are burning up the night
Keep it out of sight
Keep it out of sight
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(Wilko Johnson)
KEY: Amaj
Stand and watch the towers burning at the break of day
Steadily slowing down, been on my feet since yesterday
Gotta get a move on tryin' to find a man I know
Money in my pocket, looking for a place to go
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
Streets are full of signs, arrows pointing everywhere
Parks are full of people trying to get a breath of air
Listen to the weatherman praying for a drop of rain
Look into the sky, the sky is full of aeroplanes
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
Walking in the main drag pass the afternoon away
The sun is going down, the streets are still as bright as day
See the shiny cars driving round detecting crime
Hear the sirens wail, the cops are only killing time
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
I've been searching, I've been a searching for you
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(Mickey Jupp)
KEY: Amaj
Well my Mum and Papa told me they had some words to say
They said get out, I said I'm leaving anyway
I made some money playing this here guitar
Filled in a form and went and bought myself a car
I've got my cheque book baby
Got my bags all packed
If you're comin' with me get in the motor
Throw your suitcase in the back
Well I've been here for so long sick of this whole town
Ain't getting younger and it's time I got around
Gotta' go some places I ain't never been before
When I turn that corner mamma you won't see me no more
I've got my cheque book baby got my bags all packed
If you're comin' with me get in the motor
Throw your suitcase in the back
Well I've been here for so long sick of this whole town
Ain't getting younger and it's time I got around
I gotta' go some places I ain't never been before
When I turn that corner mamma you won't see me no more
I've got my cheque book baby got my bags all packed
If you're comin' with me get in the motor
Throw your suitcase in the back
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I got a girl named Bonie Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
When she rock and rolls with her blue jeans on
She's not very fat, just skin and bones
I love her, she loves me
Oh, how happy now we can be
Making love underneath the apple tree
Well, I told her mama and papa too
Just exactly what I wanna do
I wanna get married on a night in June
Rock and roll by the light of a Silvery Moon
I love her, she loves me
Oh, how happy (now) we can be
Making love underneath the apple tree
I got a girl named Bonie Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
When she rock and rolls with her blue jeans on
She's not very fat, just skin and bones
I love her, she loves me
Oh, how happy we can be
I love her, she loves me
Oh, how happy we can be
Making love underneath the apple tree
Making love underneath the apple tree
Making love underneath the apple tree
She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire
She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire
Everybody turns when my baby walks by
She's something to see, she really catches the eye
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