1.Tastebud
Lyricist：Ron Mckernan
Well, it was early in the morning
When my blues come falling down
I want to tell you, it was early in the morning now
When my blues come falling down
Well, you know, you know, it felt so, so bad
When my baby, yeah, she's been around
Whoa, it was but a while after midnight
When the rooster crowed for day
Whoa, it was but a while after midnight
When that rooster began to crow for day
Well, I been mistreating my baby
That's about a crime that I need to pay
Come back, baby
Whoa, please don't go
I said, come back, baby
Come on, darling, please don't go
Well, you know the way I love you rider
More than you ever know
Yes Lord, please stop her
I won't get drunk no more
Whoa Lord, please stop her now
I want to tell you that I won't drunk no more
Well, you know she put me out in the morning
She drive this poor boy from her door
2.Gentlemen, Start Your Engines
Lyricist：John Perry Barlow, Brent R Mydland
It's 3 a.m in the combat zone
Gentlemen, start your engines
They can close this bar but baby, I ain't goin'
Gentlemen, start your engines
If you lock up the whiskey, give me gasoline
I got a seven grand red line on the black machine
The dead can do my sleepin', if you know what I mean
Gentlemen, start your engines
Got a little girl here in a pinafore
Gentlemen, start your engines
She's gonna do us on and beg for more
Gentlemen, start your engines
It's dark outside but it's darker within
Check the back of my jacket just to see my grin
They don't write poems about the state I'm in
Gentlemen, start your engines
One of these days I'm gonna pull myself together
Soon as I finish tearin' myself apart
Let me tell you, honey, there's a mighty stormy whether
Rollin' 'round the caverns of my heart
When the police come you better let 'em in
Gentlemen, start your engines
Don't forget to tell 'em what a sport I've been
Gentlemen, start your engine
I got a head full of vintage TNT
Gonna blow me up instead of burying me
Gentlemen, start your engines
Gentlemen, start your engines
Gentlemen, start, gentlemen, start
Gentlemen, start your engines
Like the Devil's Mustangs, I've been ridin' hell for leather
Put away angry and angry in the dark
Let me tell you, honey, there's some mighty stormy weather
Rollin' 'round the caverns of my heart
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