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Poison
Poison


Background information
Origin Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania, US
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) Capitol Records
Enigma Records
Website Website
Members
Bret Michaels
Rikki Rockett
Bobby Dall
C.C. DeVille
Former members
Richie Kotzen
Matt Smith
Blues Saraceno



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Poison Album


Open Up and Say...Ahh! (05/21/1988)
05/21/1988
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She goes down slow like a shot of gin
She's got an angel's face and a devil's grin
She kinda stared me down as I looked her up
She said "I'm your poison, now you drink a cup."

In the heat of the night is when she comes alive
She's gonna push you push you til she's satisfied
I watch the ice melt fast on her red hot lips
She whispers "If you wanna taste my love
why don't you swallow this."

CHORUS
Love on the rocks
Love on the rocks
She's my shot
Love on the rocks
Ooooh lick it up

She gets so close you can feel her breathe
Just the way she moves, so soft and slippery
She lives just around the corner, right down the street
All night we play the horizontal bop right between her sheets

CHORUS
CHORUS

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Now Listen
Not a dime, I can't pay my rent
I can barely make it through the week
Saturday night I'd like to make my girl
But right now I can't make ends meet

I'm always working slaving every day
Gotta get away from that same old same old
I need a chance just to get away
If you could hear me think this is what I'd say

CHORUS
Don't need nothin' but a good time
How can I resist
Ain't looking for nothin' but a good time
And it don't get better than this

They say I spend my money on women and wine
But I couldn't tell you where I spent last night
I'm really sorry about the shape I'm in
I just like my fun every now and then

I'm always working slaving every day
Gotta get away from that same old same old
I need a chance just to get away
If you could hear me think this is what I'd say

CHORUS

You see I raise a toast to all of us
Who are breaking our backs every day
If wanting the good life is such a crime
Lord, then put me away
Here's to ya

CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS

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Like this
All the king's horses
And all the king's men
Ain't got a hope in hell
Of putting my pieces back together again

I've seen things in my life that should never be seen
I'm talking things that'd make your skin crawl
I want to go back to a simpler time
Where nothin' really mattered at all

You see, I can't sleep all night long
Tossin' and a-turnin'
thoughts they keep a-churnin'
I can't sleep all night long
As a matter of fact
I just want to get back

CHORUS
Back to the rockin' horse
Back to where it all began
Take me back-back to the rockin' horse
And start all over again

My parents think I'm crazy
And the doctor says I cracked
But they don't understand me
Cause I just wanna go back

You see I can't sleep all night long
Tossin' and a-turnin
Thoughts they keep a-churnin'
I can't sleep all night long
As a matter of fact
I just want to get back

CHORUS

Like this

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Well, I calls my baby on the telephone
She says hurry home Bret cause I'm all alone
Oh now giddyap, hurry, and don't be late
Cause a b-b-b-b-baby I just can't wait

She starts talking dirty right in my ear
Making herself so perfectly clear
She needs some good love

So I roll her over in the middle of the night
and I rock my baby 'til the morning light
Getting hot....Good love, yeah.

Well the good people say I'm a sinning man
But if they knew my baby they would understand
The neighbors keep yelling bout all the noise
They say the things you're doin' ain't natural, boy

Well my baby she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
Need some good love

We're hopping and a bobbin' in the old moonlight
Rocking and a rolling til the morning light
Getting hot....good love
Bring it home

Well my baby she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
Need some good love

Well my daddy thinks that I've gone crazy
And my poor boss swears I'm losing my cool
But I just want to play with my baby
If you only knew what she could do

She starts talking dirty right in my ear
Making herself so perfectly clear
need some good love

Baby she just loves to play
and I need my baby each and every day

Start hoppin' bobbin' in the old moonlight

Rocking and a rolling til the morning light

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You're my fatal attraction
Oh, no, I can't stop
You're my midnight fantasy
You're my cream of the crop

I'm coming home girl
I'm coming home

You're my soaking wet ecstasy
Like sex on the beach
I wanna take you home now girl
Gonna practice what I preach, dig

I'm comin' home girl
I'm comin' home now

I can taste your sweet emotion
I can feel it runnin' hot
Our veins of passion pumping so strong
We're like gas and fire
got a burnin' desire
Them sparks are gonna fly and we'll be

CHORUS
Shakin' shakin'
Tearin' down the walls
Little by little, inch by inch
Tearin' down the walls
Screamin' scratchin'
Tearin' down the walls
Little by little, inch by inch
Tearin' down the walls

I just wanna eat you up like a lion in a cage
Just get a little bit closer girl
And that's all I'll need to say

I'm comin' home girl
I'm comin' home now

You're like a slave to the rhythm
I'm gonna put you to the test
You turn up the heat turn on the light
And I'll do the rest

I'm comin' home girl,
I'm comin home now

I can taste your sweet emotion
I can feel it runnin' hot
Our veins of passion pumping so strong
We're like gas and fire
got a burnin' desire
Them sparks are gonna fly and we'll be

CHORUS

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Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to hell
The rest of them get rich and do just what they feel
Well rich boys live in houses and poor boys live in sin
The rest of them get married and are never seen again

Well let me tell a story explain the shape I'm in
The girl I had last night had never tasted sin
So I took her to my hotel where I tried to get my way
She said "Wait a minute, Bret, there's something I must say"

She said If you wanna talk that's fine with me
But if you want more you'd better let me be

CHORUS
Cause you can look but you can't touch
Cause the best things in life ain't cheap
You can look but you can't touch
Cause baby I ain't for keeps

Well maybe I'm a bad boy
OK, so I've been around the block
But I am good at one thing
And believe me it ain't talk

She says you must be kidding
I've heard this all before
Other girls might buy it
But I don't, that's for sure

Now wait a minute baby
I don't want you to go
She said "Don't get no closer
The answer still is no"

So I wined her, dined her, fancy talked
Acted cool and smooth
Got my hands around her shoulder
Two inches from the move

Well I guess I'm about as close as I could be
So I finally made my move, she just said to me

CHORUS

Let me show you something
Mmm, let me set the pace
Slid my hand up her leg
As she slapped me across my face

Can't blame a man for tryin'
Wantin' action ain't a crime
I didn't plan on spending money
Just to get a piece of mind

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She stepped off the bus out into the city streets
Just a small town girl with her whole life
Packed in a suitcase by her feet

But somehow the lights didn't
shine as bright as they did
On her mama's TV screen

And the work seemed harder
And the days seemed longer
Than she ever thought they'd be

But you know you got to stick to your guns
When it all comes down
Cause sometimes you can't choose
It's like heads they win
Tails you're gonna lose

CHORUS
Win big--Mama's fallen angel
Lose big--living out her lies
Wants it all--Mama's fallen angel
Lose it all, rolling the dice of her life

Now she found herself in the fast lane living day to day
Turned her back on her best friends, yeah
And let her family slip away

Just like a lost soul
caught up in the Hollywood scene
All the parties and the limousines

Such a good actress hiding all her pain
Trading her memories for fortune and fame

Just a step away from the edge of a fall
Caught between heaven and hell
Where's the girl I knew a year ago

CHORUS

Too much too soon
Or just a little too late
Cause when her ship came in
She wasn't there and it just wouldn't wait

CHORUS
CHORUS

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We both lie silently still
In the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

CHORUS
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Yeah it does

I listen to our favorite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say loves a game of easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here somehow
If I could have let you know somehow
I guess

CHORUS

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar remains

I know I could have saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

But now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess

CHORUS

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CHORUS
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
But when evening comes around and it's time to hit the town
Where do you go--You gotta rock it

The old folks say that
You gotta end your date by ten
But if you're out on a date
Don't you bring her home late cause it's a sin
You know there's no excuse,
You know you're gonna lose, you never win
I'll say it again
And it's all because

CHORUS

Everyone gather round let me tell you all about it
You see I pulled into a drive-in and I found a place to park
We hopped into the backseat where it's always nice and dark
We're just about to move thinking "Bret, this is a breeze"
There's a light in my eye and a guy says
"Out of the car, long hair!"

Oowee--you're coming with me
Said the local police

CHORUS

Play me a little C.C.

Your Mama don't dance, no
She just don't dance, no
Your Mama don't dance and your Daddy don't rock and roll
Ah, yeah

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There's an alley cat slowly walking down a dirty street
Watching a cop on the take marching to his city beat
You got five fingers Johnny stealing everything in sight
You gotta be bad to be good in the dead of the night
Wowowow, kick it

You're dancing in fire, baby
When you're taking it to the streets
Yeah to the streets
Baby better be better watch your back
Fast on your feet

Cause they're wheelin' dealin'
Cheatin' stealin'
Child you're gonna learn

CHORUS
You gotta be bad to be good
If you know what I'm talkin' about
What's that
So I say it again
You gotta be bad to be good
In the dead of the night

When you got nothin' baby
You got nothin' to lose, nothin' to lose
It's an eye for an eye baby
And a tooth for a tooth, ain't it the truth

If you got nine lives you might survive
Cause nothing's free on the other side

Chorus

Wheelin' dealin' cheatin' stealin'
Just to stay alive
They got love for sale, yes for sale
On the New York subway line
Watch the working girls hanging out
Turning tricks underneath the lights,
Oh the lights

One step from hell
The poor men sell their soul
for a taste of wine

CHORUS

When it's said and done
and you're on the run
And the only law comes under the gun

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