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Off The Record (1977)
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You took the apple from the tree
And gave the fruits of love to me
But love is blind I couldn't see
Those neon nights you'd left behind
You should have laid it on the line
Procrastination stole my time
The day has come the years will go by
Things have changed have opened my eyes
And she tried to hide the feeling inside
But you know and you know and you know
The fever of love is like a hundred above
You are the one that turns me on
The fever of love is like a hundred above
I got you under my skin
You are my adrenalin
I've got your love in my veins
It's gonna ease the pain
In my heart, in my heart
Good vibrations came today
God only knows they're gonna stay
But psychic waves can fade away
You are the guardian of my soul
Who'll turn my memories to Gold
I'll still be younger when I'm older
I'm feeling high on pure emotion
I know I could cry an ocean
And I can't hide my feelin' inside
But you know and you know and you know
The fever of love is like a hundred above
You are the one that turns me on
The fever of love is like a hundred above
I got you under my skin
You are my adrenalin
I've got your love in my veins
It's gonna ease the pain
In my heart, in my heart...

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(Connolly/Priest/Scott/Tucker)
Infinity
Like time without a friend who'll sing the song
If melodie should end you're dead my friend

Lost angels come and take control
Lost angels gotta keep on hold on
Hold on, hold on

Gotta get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gotta get back to the love in the street
We're lost angels
Gotta choose the way to rock' n' roll

Insanity
I can feel the knives inside my brain
I stand alone at the threshold of my pain

Lost angels come and take control
Lost angels gotta keep on hold on
Hold on, hold on

Gotta get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gotta get back to the love in the street
We're lost angels
Gotta choose the way

I see it now
All my friends inside my life appeared before my eyes
And returning to space to see myself dissapear

Lost angels come and take control
Lost angels gotta keep on hold on
Hold on, hold on

Gotta get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gotta get back to the love in the street
We're lost angels
Gotta choose the way
Gotta get on back to the life in the street
Gotta get down 'cause I'm dead on my feet
Gotta get back to the love in the street
We're lost angels...

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Her face was turnin' red
'Cause everybody's talkin' bout
The thoughts inside her head
Was it six or seventeen
And old enough to know about
The things that should have been
You know just what I mean
The things that I do at midnight
You ain't gonna say at daylight
Daylight
I knew she couldn't see
She said she'd never played a star
But played it just for me
My head was in a state
'Cause every time she came with me
She said that she was late
I should have had her mate
The things that I do at midnight
You ain't gonna say at daylight
Daylight
The things that I do at midnight
You ain't gonna say at daylight
Daylight, daylight

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Listen to you
Listen to me
No one knows the reason
Why they wanna be free
Workin' all night
Workin' all day
Waitin' for my money
And I can't get away
I wanna be rich man
But I'm only poor man
I got to get away
Waitin' for the risin' sun to shine on windy city
You can find a place to hide yourself in windy city
I've got to get away from windy city
Your dad's in the slam
Your mama's a whore
No one understands you
Couldn't help bein' poor
But when I get rich
I'll get my kicks
From givin' it all away
Wanna be free
'Cause livin' ain't easy
Wanna be free
Cause that's how it's gonna be
I gotta be free
Waitin' for the risin' sun to shine on windy city
You can find a place to hide yourself in windy city
Gotta be free
Now I'm a rich man
Gotta be free
Don't wanna be this man
I gotta be free
Waitin' for the risin' sun to shine on windy city
You can find a place to hide yourself in windy city
I've got to get away from windy city
I don't wanna be a poor man
Don't wanna be a rich man
I gotta be free
I wanna be free

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They thought you were crazy
When you took a walk right through the door
They don't know the reason
You just couldn't take it anymore
The lies that they told you
And the times that they sold you
Down the line
Live for today - don't need your politician
Live for today - don't want no inquisition
Live for today - you gotta throw the rules away
You gotta, you gotta
Live for today - don't need your politician
Live for today - don't want no inquisition
Live for today - you gotta throw the rules away
Counterfeit city
Spending your life in their charade (sorry for yourself)
Sincerely phony
This musical mascerade has gone too far far far
You sold your clothes
Now it's cold up your nose
And you frooze
Live for today - don't need your politician
Live for today - don't want no inquisition
Live for today - you gotta throw the rules away
Live for today - don't need your politician
Live for today - don't want no inquisition
Live for today - you gotta throw the rules away
Gotta gotta gotta gotta
Live for today - don't need your politician
Live for today - don't want no inquisition
Live for today - you gotta throw the rules away
You gotta live for today
You gotta throw it away
Gotta gotta live for today
You gotta throw it away
Get out of my way
I'm only live for today
Live for today
Throw it away...

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Pains in my heart
Torturin' me with desire
And when we part
Emptimess puts out the fire
Walkin' down the street, there's nobody there
Cry in my sleep
As long as I'm with her I don't care
She gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' (lovin'), gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' like I never had
Lovin' (lovin'), gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' like I never had
Child in the night
I'll always be by aside
Beatin' all night
Our lives will forever be tight
Shoutin' my name whenever I'm with her
Crying out loud
Whenever I break I don't care
She gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' (lovin'), gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' like I never had
Lovin' (lovin'), gimme lovin' (lovin')
Lovin' like I never had
Ooh, if she won't let me free
I'm never fall asleep
Wanna be inside her
Ooh, she won' t say I'm her man
She'll never understand
Somehow I'm inside her
She gives me love, love, love
Oh baby, oh a little love, love, love, love, love
Give me some love, oh I've gotta give you love
Give me some love
She gave me love that I'm allright

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'Off The Record' Version

I believe the dreams she weaves
Turnin' a wheel 'till nothing is real
At her call the mighty fall
Echo insane, her laughter remains
Shaded tear for souvenirs
Sharing your past, the memory lasts
Oh, I love her, ooh yeah
She leads the way 'till my night turns to day
I can't give enough of my lovin'
To Laura Lee
My sweet Laura Lee
I can't give enough of my love
To Laura Lee
Sweet Laura Lee
Years of gold, her wings unfold
Carry me back to when I was young
Virgin days that slipped away
I love her today more than my words could say
I can't give enough of my lovin'
To Laura Lee
My sweet Laura Lee
I can't give enough of my love
To Laura Lee
Sweet Laura Lee
I need all her love

'Outtake' Version

I believe the dreams she weaves
Turnin' a wheel 'till nothing is real
At her call her mighty fall
Echo insane, her laughter remains
Shaded tear for souvenirs
Sharing our past, the memory lasts
Oh, I love her, ooh yeah
She leads the way 'till my night turns to day
I can't give enough of my lovin'
To Laura Lee
My sweet Laura Lee
I can't give enough of my love
To Laura Lee
Sweet Laura Lee
Years of gold, her wings unfold
Carry me back to when I was young
Virgin days that slipped away
I love her today more than my words could say
I can't give enough of my lovin'
To Laura Lee
My sweet Laura Lee
I can't give enough of my love
To Laura Lee
Sweet Laura Lee
I need all her
To live with all or nothing
It is my soul apart
She's always got me thinking
She's gonna break my heart
Living on a tight rope
Witch way will I fall
Theres blacks and whites on both sides
Someone hear my call
Show me the way (Repeat 3 times)
I'm gonna get myself togehter
Before I loose my mind
There'll never be another
Theres only one of a kind
Living on a tight rope
Witch way will I fall
Theres blacks'n'whites on both sides
Someone hear my call
Show me the way (Repeat 3 times)

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Whatever I do
It turns out wrong
Bought a brand new car
It didn't last long
They were lyin', cheatin'
Takin' my money
I just can't get it right
So all they give me is hard times
Hard times, hard times
All I get is hard times
It took a long time
And I didn't earn a dime
To get what I've got
Now they only take lot
We were smokin', we were jokin'
Throwin' it away
Well, it's one long fight
And all they give me is hard times
Hard times, hard times
All I get is hard times
Got music to play
Day after day
No free talk wonder
I don't care what they say
You ain't with it
So don't dig it
Just wastin' my time
I'm gonna get it right
So don't give me those hard times
Hard times, hard times
All I get is hard times

. . .


Baby was dancin'
With Charly standing in line in the wing
And yesterday's rain turns to snow
Shake your head now honeychild
Shake your head now honeychild
Jump back while I clean them up
Shake your head now honey child
Spotlights are blinding
Like stars shooting down on the man
Who fell to earth
Spiralling up to the sky
Shake your head now honeychild
Shake your head now honeychild
Jump back while I clean them up
Shake your head now honey child
Shake that head, shake that head
Shake my head, shake my head
Swing up the line, swing up the line
Swing up that line, swing up that line
Funk it up, funk it up
Funk it up, funk it up
Swing up the back, light up the front
Shake your head now honeychild
Shake your head now honeychild
Jump back while I clean them up
Shake your head now honey child

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