1.Feelings Of Love
2.Looking In The Eyes Of Love
3.I've Got To Stop Loving You(And Start Living Again)
4.On Down The Line
on down the line
Tryin' to make a livin
That's the bottom line
It ain't easy tryin' to stretch
A nickle into a dime
Sweatin' for the dollar
Workin' for the man
Half goes to the
Landlord, lord
And half to uncle sam
I can't get no consolation
I don't get no paid vacation
I can't get no satisfaction
And my tractor don't get no traction
Just doin' the best i can
Tryin' to make a stand
Laughin' and cryin'
Livin' and dyin' on down the line
I'll leave my soul to jesus
I'll give my heart to you
And if you want the rest of me
Well, darlin you can have that too
Only love can save me
So darlin don't be late
If i don't get your lovin soon
I swear i'm gonna die today
I can't get no consolation
I don't get no paid vacation
I can't get no satisfaction
And my tractor don't get no traction
Just doin' the best i can
Just tryin' to make a stand
Laughin' and cryin'
Livin' and dyin' on down the line
If i were a rich girl
It wouldn't be the same
I'd buy me a cadilac
And then i'd change my name
A poor girls dream inside me
And you by my side
We drive into the sunset
Ride sweet baby ride
I can't get no consolation
I don't get no paid vacation
I can't get no satisfaction
And my tractor don't get no traction
Just doin' the best i can
Tryin' to make a stand
Laughin' and cryin'
Livin' and dyin' on down the line
On down the line
On down the line
On down the line
5.You Can't Run Away From Your Heart
6.Some Morning Soon
7.Blue Memories
8.Overtime
9.I'm That Kind Of Girl
(matraca berg／ronnie samoset)
There's a man in a stetson hat, howlin' like an alley cat
Outside my window tonight
Sayin', 'baby, put on something hot, meet me in the parking lot
About a quarter to nine'
I get the feelin' that he's never read romeo and juliet
I'm gettin' tired of these one night stands
But if you wanna make a real romance
I'm that kind of girl, i'm that kind of girl
I ain't the woman in red, i ain't the girl next door
But if somewhere in the middle's what you're lookin' for
I'm that kind of girl, yes i'm that kind of girl
Let me tell you that i like my lovin' just as much as any woman
But i'm drawin' the line
A little sensitivity always seems to get to me every time
I'm a sucker for a love-sick fool
The kind that carries all your books in school
I'm getting tired of these one night stands
But if you're lookin' for a real romance
I'm that kind of girl, i'm that kind of girl
I ain't the woman in red, i ain't the girl next door
But if somewhere in the middle's what you're lookin' for
I'm that kind of girl, yes i'm that kind of girl
I'm that kind of girl, i'm that kind of girl
I ain't the woman in red, i ain't the girl next door
But if somewhere in the middle's what you're lookin' for
I'm that kind of girl, yes i'm that kind of girl
I'm that kind of girl, oh whoa
I'm that kind of girl, oh whoa
10.The Night's Too Long
(lucinda williams)
Sylvia was workin' as a waitress in beaumont
She said i'm movin' away, i'm gonna get what i want
I'm tired of these small-town boys that don't move fast enough
I'm gonna find me one who wears a leather jacket and likes his
livin' rough
So she saved her tips and overtime and bought an old rusty car
She sold most everything she had to make a brand new start
She said i won't be needing these silly dresses and nylon hose
'cause when i get to where i'm goin' i'm gonna buy me all new
clothes
The night's too long; it just drags on and on
And then there's never enough;
That's when the sun starts comin' up
Don't let go of her hand;
You just might be the right man
She loves the night; she loves the night
She doesn't want the night; don't want it to end
Don't want it to end.
She works in an office now and she guesses the pays all right
She can buy a few new things to wear and still go out at night
And as soon as she gets home from work she wants to be out with
the crowd
Where she can dance and toss her hair back and laugh out loud
Well the music's playin' fast and they just met
He presses up against her and his shirt's all soaked with sweat
And with her back against the bar she can listen to the band
And she's holdin' a corona and it's cold against her hand
The night's too long; it just drags on and on
And then there's never enough;
That's when the sun starts comin' up
Don't let go of her hand;
You just might be the right man
She loves the night; she loves the night
She doesn't want the night; don't want it to end
Don't want it to end.
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