1.Tattoos And Tequila
I need a little favor, I want some of your flavor
Come fill the space between us
And let's drink another shot to feed us
There's a bottle pointing right at you
Bottoms up girl, you know what to do
Come on over baby I really need you
Touch me like you do girl I wanna feel you
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
Come on take your clothes off you really need to
Baby do a sweet dance I wanna see you
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
I dream about your bootie
Ya I can't wait until ya do me again
You, you know I know your weakness
So let's drink another shot to feed us
There's a bottle pointing right at you
Bottoms up girl, you know what to do
Come on over baby I really need you
Touch me like you do girl I wanna feel you
If you can read it, it's not the original one
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
Come on take your clothes off you really need to
Baby do a sweet dance I wanna see you
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
(I said taste it baby, drink it all baby haha!!)
Solo
Come on over baby I really need you
Touch me like you do girl I wanna feel you
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
Come on take your clothes off you really need to
Baby do a sweet dance I wanna see you
Show me all your tattoos and drink my tequila
2.He's A Whore
Lyricist：Rick Nielsen
Have you seen her face
She's got a face that would stop a clock
And with that face I surely won't stop
To look her in the eyes
But her money's green
Like tea, so is her teeth
But she's still so close to my reach
If I call, if I call at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go
And so I show my face
And I can even fake a smile
But I'm laughing inside all the while
This little girl, she's a joke
She's a joke, she's a joke
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
Any time at all
He's a whore
(I'd do anything for money)
He's a whore
(Look at the things that I write)
He's a whore
(Ohh, The stories I can tell)
He's a whore
(In the morning, in the night)
I'm a whore
(He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore
(Look at the clothes that he wears)
I'm a whore
(He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore
So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go
Gigolo
Gigolo
I'm a whore, whore, whore, oh no
No, no, no, no, oh no
3.AC DC
she got girls
Girls all over the world
She got men
Every now and then
But she can't make up her mind
On just how to fill her time
But the only way she can unwind
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other lover as well as me
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got funk
But they call her punk
She got sick
You wanna see her dingaling
Well let's be in it together
I'll guess she'll be in it forever
You've got to take it now or never
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other lover as well as me
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got some other women as well as me
She got girls
Girls all over the world
She got men
Every now and then
But she can't make up her mind
On just how to fill her time
The only way she can unwind
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other lover as well as me
A.c. d.c.
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got some other woman as well as me
A.c. d.c. some other women as well as me
A.c. d.c. some other women as well as me
A.c. d.c. some other women as well as me
4.Nobody's Fault
Lyricist：Steven Tyler, Brad Whitford
Lord, I must be dreamin'
What else could this be
Everybody's screamin'
Runnin' for the sea
Holy lands are sinkin'
Birds take to the sky
The prophets all are stinkin' drunk
I know the reason why
Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so I'll at ease
Everythin' is on fire
Shit piled up to the knees
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame
Sorry
You're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down
And hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now they say it's nobody's Fault
Old San Andreas
Seven years ago
Shove it up their rich ass
Red lines stop and go
Noblemen of courage
Listen with their ears
Spoke but how discouragin'
When no one really hears
One of these days you'll be sorry
Too many houses on the stilt
Three million years or just a story
Four on the floor up to the hilt
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame
Sorry
You're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down
And hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now we're just a little too late
Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so I'll at ease
Everythin' is on fire
Shit piled up in debris
California showtime
Five o'clock's the news
Said everybody's concubine
Was prone to take a snooze
Sorry
You're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down
And hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now we're just a little too late
5.Another Bad Day
Lyricist：Frank Carlton Jr Ferrana, Guns, Kadish, Michael
Life falls apart, it washes away
We blame it on mystery
Now, don't walk away
So won't you stay this time
It's on our side
Don't cry, I'll tell you why
Sometimes things don't go our way
It's just another bad day
It's gonna be alright
You know it doesn't matter
Who's wrong or who's right
Had another bad day
It's gonna be okay
You know wild horses
Couldn't drag us away
I have nothing more left to say
Just another bad day
Years fade away down the drain
We play so many games
You have been here before
But broken wings will fly again someday
Don't cry, I'll tell you why
It's just another bad day
It's gonna be alright
You know it doesn't matter
Who's wrong or who's right
Had another bad day
It's gonna be okay
You know wild horses
Couldn't drag us away
Or we can let this slip away
I've loved you long enough to say
It's just another bad day
Don't cry, I'll tell you why
Sometimes things don't go our way
It's just another bad day
It's gonna be alright
You know it doesn't matter
Who's wrong or who's right
Had another bad day
It's gonna be okay
Nothing could be bad enough
To wash us away
It's just another bad day
It's gonna be alright
You know it doesn't matter
Who's wrong or who's right
Had another bad day
It's gonna be okay
You know wild horses
Couldn't drag us away
I've loved you long enough to say
It's been another bad day
Another bad day
6.No Feelings
Lyricist：Paul Cook, Steve Jones, John Lydon, Glen Matlock
Seen you in the mirror when the story began
I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin
Your brains are locked away but I love your company
I only ever leave you when you got no money
I got no emotions for anybody else
Better understand, I'm in love with myself
Myself, my beautiful self
No feelings, no feelings
No feelings, nor anybody else
Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue
You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue
Kick you in the head, you got nothing to say
Get out of the way, I gotta getaway
You never realize, I take the piss out of you
You come up and see me
And I beat you black and blue
Oh yeah, oh yeah
No feelings, no feelings
No feelings for anybody else
Except for myself
My beautiful self
There ain't no moonlight after midnight
I see you stupid people out looking for delight
Well, I'm so happy, feeling so fine
Watching all the rubbish, wasting my time
Look around your house, you got nothing to steal
Kick you in the head when you get down to kneel
And pray, I'm your god
No feelings, no feelings
No feelings for anybody else
No feelings, no feelings
No feelings for anybody else
Except for myself
My beautiful, beautiful self
7.Long Cool Woman
Lyricist：Harold Clarke, Roger Cook, Roger Greenaway
Saturday night I was downtown
Working for the FBI
Sitting in a nest of bad men
Whiskey bottles piling high
Bootlegging boozer on the west side
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the D.A. man
When I heard this woman singing a song
A pair of 45's made me open my eyes
My temperature started to rise
She was a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9, beautiful, tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all
I saw her heading to the table
Well, a tall walking big black cat
When Charlie said, 'I hope that you're able boy'
I'm telling you she knows where it's at
Well, suddenly we heard the sirens
And everybody started to run
A jumping out of doors and tables
Well, I heard somebody shooting a gun
Well, the D.A. was pumping my left hand
And then she was a-holding my right
Well, I told her don't get scared
'Cause you're gonna be spared
Well, I've gotta be forgiven
If I wanna spend my living
With a long cool woman in a black dress
Just a 5'9 beautiful tall
With just one look I was a bad mess
'Cause that long cool woman had it all
Had it all
Had it all
Had it all
She had it all
Had it all
Ooh baby
Oh yeah
Yeah, had it all
She was tall
Had it all
8.Another Piece Of Meat
Lyricist：Herman Rarebell, Rudolf Schenker
Met her down at that Tokyo place, loved her pretty face
I said, 'Hey, you're alright, alright'
I was sitting in her car
She told me, 'You're a star and I know you'
She said, 'Take me home, I need love so strong
Come on and knock me out, knock me out
I've been too long alone
I want hot loving, you know and I need it now'
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
Next day she took me out to a rough kick boxing show
Violence really turned her on, oh no
She was screaming for more blood
Loved it more than any drug, I couldn't stand it
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
I said, 'Hey, let's go, but don't put on a show
You're just another piece, another piece of meat'
9.Who Will Stop The Rain
Long as I remember The rain been comin' down
Clouds of mystery pourin' Confusion on the ground
Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain
I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm
Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow
Five year plans and new deals, Wrapped in golden chains
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain
Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more
The crowd had rushed together, Tryin' to keep warm
Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain
Who'll stop the rain (x4)
10.Viva Las Vegas
Lyricist：Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman
Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn
So get those stakes up higher
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' devil may care
And I'm just the devil with love to spare
Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
Oh, how I wish that there were more
Than the twenty-four hours in the day
'Cause even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
Oh, there's black jack and poker, the roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on every deal
All you need's a strong heart and nerves of steel
Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas with the real flashy
And your one arm bandits cashin'
Here comes all your dreams
And Tres Rios flowing
Once you taste it, you'll never be the same
I'm gonna keep on the run
I'm gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke, well
I'll always remember that I had a rockin' time
I'm gonna give it everythin' I've got
Lady luck, please let the dice stay hot
Let me shoot a seven with every shot
Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas, viva, viva Las Vegas
11.The Bitch Is Back
I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back
Eat meat on Friday that's alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
'Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I don't like those, my God, what's that
Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
'Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do
(x2)
I can bitch, the bitch is back
I can bitch, I can bitch
The bitch is back
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
The bitch is back
I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
The bitch is back
12.Beer Drinkers And Hell Raisers
If you see me walkin' down the line
With my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,
Well, I'll be here around suppertime
With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me？
The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,
Steel guitar cryin' through the night.
Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight
But ev'rything's cool 'cause they's just tight.
Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me？
Ah, play it boy.
The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin.
Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in.
Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional
'Cause we're experimental and professional.
Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah.
Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me？
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