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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


Poison'd! (06/05/2007)
06/05/2007
1.
Little Willy (originally performed by Sweet)
2.
Suffragette City (originally performed by David Bowie)
3.
I Never Cry (originally performed by Alice Cooper)
4.
I Need to Know (originally performed by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers)
5.
Can't You See (originally performed by The Marshall Tucker Band)
6.
What I Like About You (originally performed by The Romantics)
7.
Dead Flowers (originally performed by The Rolling Stones)
8.
Just What I Needed (originally performed by The Cars)
9.
Rock And Roll All Nite (originally performed by KISS)
10.
Squeeze Box (originally performed by The Who)
11.
You Don't Mess Around with Jim (originally performed by Jim Croce)
12.
Your Mama Don't Dance (originally performed by Loggins and Messina)
13.
We're An American Band (originally performed by Grand Funk Railroad)
14.
SexyBack (originally performed by Justin Timberlake; bonus track)
. . .


North side, east side
Little Willy, Willy wears the crown, he's the king around town
Dancing, glancing
Willy drives them silly with his star shoe shimmy shuffle down
Way past one, and feeling alright
'Cause with little Willy round they can last all night
Hey down, stay down, stay down down

'Cause little Willy, Willy won't go home
But you can't push Willy round
Willy won't go, try tellin' everybody but, oh no
Little Willy, Willy won't go home

Up town, down town
Little Willy, Willy drives them wild with his run-around style
Inside, outside
Willy sends them silly with his star-shine shimmy shuffle smile
Mama done chase Willy down through the hall
But laugh, Willy laugh, he don't care at all
Hey down, stay down, stay down, down

'Cause little Willy, Willy won't go home
But you can't push Willy round
Willy won't go, try tellin' everybody but, oh no
Little Willy, Willy won't go home

Little Willy, Willy won't
Willy won't, Willy won't
Little Willy, Willy won't
Willy won't, Willy won't
Little Willy, Willy won't
Willy won't, Willy won't
Little Willy, Willy won't
Willy won't, Willy won't

Little Willy, Willy won't go home
But you can't push Willy round
Willy won't go, try tellin' everybody but, oh no
Little Willy, Willy won't go home

Little Willy, Willy won't go home
But you can't push Willy round
Willy won't go, try tellin' everybody but, oh no
Little Willy, Willy won't go home

. . .


(hey man) oh leave me alone you know
(hey man) oh henry, get off the phone, I gotta
(hey man) I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place

(hey man) my schooldays insane
(hey man) my work's down the drain
(hey man) well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she..and then she..

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from suffragette city
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...she's all right

(hey man) ah henry, don't be unkind, go away
(hey man) I can't take you this time, no way
(hey man) droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on suffragette city
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...she's all right

Oh hit me!

Oh don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from suffragette city
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back from suffragette city
Oh don't lean on me man
Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my suffragette city
Is outta sight...she's all right

A suffragette city, a suffragette city
I'm back on suffragette city, I'm back on suffragette city
Ooo, sufraggete city, ooo, suffragette city
Oooh-how, sufragette city, oooh-how, sufragette,

Ohhh, wham bam thank you ma'am!
A suffragette city, a suffragette city
Quite all right
A suffragette city
Too fine
A suffragette city, ooh, a sufragette city
Oh, my sufragette city, oh my suffragette city
Oh, suffragette
Suffragette!

. . .


If there is a tear on my face
It makes me shiver to the bones
It shakes me, Babe
It's just a heartache that got in my eye
And you know I never cry ,I never cry
Sometimes I drink more than I need
Until the TV's dead and gone
I may be lonely
But I'm never alone
And the night may pass me bay
But I'm never alone
And the night may pass me by
But I'll never cry
Take away, take away my eyes
Sometimes I'd rather be blind
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
Open it up but don't you leave it alone
'Cuz that's all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain't been used
My heart's a virgin, it never been tried
And you know I'll never cry
And you know I'll never cry
And you know I'll never cry
Never cry, I'll never cry
Break a heart, break a heart of stone
Open it up but don't you leave it alone
'Cuz that's all I got to give you
Believe me Babe, it ain't been used
My heart's a virgin, it never been tried
And you know I'll never cry
Never cry
I'll never cry

. . .


Eddie waited till he finished high school
He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
The future was wide open

They moved into a place they both could afford
He found a nightclub he could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

The papers said Ed always played from the heart
He got an agent and a roadie named Bart
They made a record and it went in the charts
T he sky was the limit

His leather jacket had chains that would jingle
They both met movie stars, partied and mingled
Their A&R man said "I don't hear a single"
The future was wide open

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

. . .


I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain, Lord,
Gonna jump off, nobody gonna know
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, gona crawl inside and die
That lady, mean ol' woman Lord, done told me goodbye
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me
Gonna buy me a ticket now, as far as I can, ain't never comin' back
Take me Southbound, all the way to Georgia now, till the train run out of track
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman, she been doin' to me
Can't you see, can't you see, what that woman been doin' to me

. . .


Hey, uh huh huh
Hey, uh huh huh

What I like about you, you hold me tight
Tell me I'm the only one, wanna come over tonight, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you

What I like about you, you really know how to dance
When you go up, down, jump around, think about true romance, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you

Wahh!

Hey!

What I like about you, you keep me warm at night
Never wanna' let you go, know you make me feel alright, yeah

You're whispering in my ear
Tell me all the things that I wanna to hear, 'cause that's true
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)
That's what I like about you (whispered)

Hey, uh huh huh, hey hey hey
Hey, uh huh huh, brrr
Hey, uh huh huh, hey

. . .


Well when you're sitting there
in you silk upholstered chair
talking to some rich floks that you know.

Well I hope you won't see me
in my ragged company
but you know I could never be alone.

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you are the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well when you're sitting back
in your rose pink Cadillac
making bets on Kentucky Derby day

I'll be in my basement room
with a needle and a spoon
and another girl to take my pains away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you are the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you are the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. mail
say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

. . .


I don't mind you coming here
and wasting all my time
'cause when you're standing oh so near
I kinda lose my mind
it's not the perfume that you wear
it's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you coming here
and wasting all my time
I don't mind you hanging out
and talking in your sleep
it doesn't matter where you've been
as long as it was deep
you always knew to wear it well
you look so fancy I can tell
I don't mind you hanging out
and talking in your sleep
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to feed
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to bleed

. . .


Written by Paul Stanley, Gene Simmons
Originally recorded by KISS off the album Dressed To Kill, 1975

You show us everything you've got
You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You say you wanna go for a spin
The party's just begun, we'll let you in
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'

I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day

You keep on saying you'll be mine for a while
You're lookin' fancy and I like your style
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You show us everything you've got
Baby, baby that's quite a lot
And you drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'

I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll

. . .



Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never get no rest

*chorus*
Cause she's playing all night
And the music's all right
Mama's got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night

The kid won't eat
And the dog won't sleep
There's no escape from the music
In the whole damn street

*chorus*

*chorus*
She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out

*chorus*

She goes, squeeze box
Come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do
I'm so in love with you
Mama's got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night

*chorus*

*Chorus out*

. . .


Good Night, Good Night
Look At That Moon Shine So Bright
And Tonight, He Smiles
Especially, For You

Sleep Tight, Sleep Tight
'Cause You Know, Everything Is Alright
For Tonight, I Will Be Here
Watching Over You

For Tonight, I Will Be Here
Watching Over You

Tonight I'll Be Here
Watching Over You

Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams
It Is Never, As Real As It Seems
And In The Morning When You Wake Up
I Will Be Right Here

Sleep On, Sleep On
For No Matter, How Dark Or How Long
It May Seem, That Your Night Is
I Will Still Be Here

I Will Still Be Here Watching
Watching Over You

Tonight I'll Be Here (Watching Over)
Tonight I'll Be Here (Watching Over)
Tonight I'll Be Here
Watching Over You

. . .



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

. . .



Out on the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock, put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie was doin' her act
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact

Up all night with Freddie King
I got to tell you, poker's his thing
Booze and ladies they treat me right
As long as we can make it to the show tonight

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Waitin' for the band to return from the show
Feelin' good, feelin' right and it's Saturday night
The hotel detective, he was outta sight

Now these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, "Come on dudes, let's get it on!"
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're comin' to your town
We'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band (whooo)
We're an American band (whooo)
We're an American band (whooo)

. . .


[Verse 1]
I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think your special whats behind your back
So turn around and ill pick up the slack.

Take em' to the bridge

[Bridge]
Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way

Take em' to the chorus

[Chorus]
Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you're working with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it
[Repeat 6 times]

Get your sexy on

[Verse 2]
I'm bringing sexy back
Them motherfuckers don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast

Take em' to the bridge

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm bringing sexy back
You motherfuckers watch how I attack
If that's your girl you better watch your back
Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact

Take em' to the chorus

[Chorus]

. . .


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