"Shut Up and Make Love"


Drop the bass!
(Do you like that?)

Sh!t piled up to your knees
Her old man thinks you're a social disease
Dog pissed on the floor left a stain
Your old lady's naked driving you insane
She stopped taking the pill
Then left you sued you for a mil
You've got your problems, boy so damn great

Can't find a good wife can't find a good job
Can't find the keys to my car
I lost my dog I lost my brain
I lost my girl to a big movie star (whatever)

Now I'm standing at the crossroads trying to find my way home
But the truth is baby I'm so
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Sometimes I'd just

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Like to jump in and get me some funky
When push comes to shove
You talk too much and way too rough
How 'bout we both shut up and let's make love

I'm home hangin', the walls bangin'
It's the neighbor next door
They're talking trashy or doing the nasty
They keep me up until four

So they keep on going more and more
I hear and said "Lord, I'm half crazy"
I gotta get me some of that
In and out, and in and out,and in and out

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When the clothes start flying
There's no denying
Gonna get some funky
Good, good funky

Your blood starts pumpin'
Baby start somethin'
Here oh right here, right here baby
Oh give me a little bit of loving

Solo

It's all so simple
I'll bring the ripple
What's your state of mind?

How 'bout we drink, get drunk
Fall down into a big flesh pie

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Alt Chorus
<don't like junkie>??
give me something funky
When push comes to shove
Skip your lip and all the politics
How 'bout we both shut up and let's make love

It would sound like this....
Stop!

"Baby Gets Around"


I can't say I ain't been around
That I ain't done my time
Seems like this big old world
Has been one big shoe to shine

But I never ever took a dime
For what comes naturally
And if I never knew the truth
Well she'd be fine with me

One night she stayed over here
And left her little black book behind
Well that little black book ain't little no more
And it wasn't too hard too find

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She'd leave me in this lonely room
The thought just made me sick
It's funny how the pieces fit
My baby gets around a bit
Yeah, my baby gets around a bit

Her pager would ring, it's a funny thing
She'd have to go right away
She always had a wad of cash
Much more than her job could pay

I'd ask her where she's going to
And this is what she'd say
"I gotta meet someone for an interview
He's only in town today"

Always a little bit overdressed
Much more than I thought he'd be
High heel shoes and day glow dress
Ain't seem strange to me

She'd leave me in this lonely room
While some stud got his sex
Just then the thought occurred to me
My baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around a bit
Oooh, my baby gets around a bit...

Solo

Took her to the local bar
Where I like to hang
Every guy that passed her by
They all seemed to know her name

They all called her by a different name
And one of them winked at me
Some guy named Stan said "you're the man
I heard you get it for free"

She'd leave me in this lonely room
And the thought hit me like a brick
It's funny how the pieces fit
My baby gets around a bit
Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit
Ooooh, my baby gets around a bit
My baby gets around a bit

My baby gets around....
My baby..

"Cover of the Rolling Stone"


Coughing, Blues?: "Gol, Bret--don't touch me there!"
Bret: I'm gonna tell you who we are.

Well we're big rock singers
we got golden fingers
And we're loved everywhere we go
(That sounds like us)

We sing about beauty
and we sing about truth
At ten million dollars a show
(Yeah, right!)

We take all kinda pills
That give us all kinda thrills
But the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that it gets ya
when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

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Rolling Stone
I'm gonna see my picture on the cover
Stone
Gonna buy five copies for my mother
Stone
Gonna see my smiling face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

I got a freaky old lady named Cocaine Katie
Who embroiders on my jeans
I got my poor old gray-haired Daddy
Driving my limousine.

Now it's all designed to blow our minds,
But our minds won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll getcha
When you get your picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

Chorus
Spoken: Hey, I know how!!!
Solo
Spoken: Beautiful!

We gotta lot of little teen-aged
blue-eyed groupies
Who do anything we say
We got a genuine Indian Guru
He's teaching us a better way

We got all the friends that money can buy,
So we never have to be alone
And we keep gettin' richer,
But we can't get our picture
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

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Talking:
I don't know why we ain't on the cover, baby!
Ah we're beautiful fellas!
I ain't kiddin' you man, we'd make a beautiful cover
I mean, I can see it right now--we be up front,
Oh, we be smilin'....Beautiful!

"Let Me Be the One"


So you want to talk about the pain
Talk to me, please explain
Maybe I know what your going through

You got so much pain to hide
You keep it locked up deep inside
In a room no one gets to

I can't feel the way you feel
Maybe I, I've got those same scars, same scars to heal
Wish you've got to understand
I want to be the only man to
Ever touch you baby
To ever...

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I'll be there should the sun go down
Lift you up to a higher ground
Let me in, let me be the one
I'll be there should you fall from grace
Wipe those tear drops from your face
I see no more damage done
Baby, baby,
Just let me be the one

I want to be the one to shelter you
Should the rains come down
Never let you drown
I'll pull you through

I want to hear you when you scream
Be your prince when you dream
Hold you close when you cry

I said...
I want to feel your love, your hate
Should you be lost, I'll bear your cross of pain
Love seal your fate
I'll comfort you in fits of rage
I'll be the book you can turn the page, and
I'll still love baby
I'll still...

Chorus

I gotta touch you I'll see no more damage done
You gotta let me

Solo

I hear the hurt I hear the scars
You can lay your hand right down across my heart
Then you'll learn to understand
I want to be the only man to
Ever touch you baby, ever touch you baby ever

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I'll be calm in fits of rage
Hold you close in times of pain
I see more damage done
Baby, baby, you got to let me be the one

"Mr. Smiley"


I heard a funny thing about me
Lately I've been living on the edge
I won't say that ain't true,
But who the hell are you
I don't recognize my own face or my friends.

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Hey, Mr. Smiley
Read the writing
on the wall
Wake up, Mr. Smiley
Before you don't wake
up at all, up at all

Today, I hired me a yes man
He simply agrees with everything I say
He does all my dirty deals
And feeds me my pills
As long as I'm still breathing he gets paid

Chorus
Solo

Yesterday I had a conversation
With all them voices in my head
One said I was no good
One said I should quit
One said to remind myself to get myself a fix

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Hey Mr. Smiley
And I'm feeling ten feet tall
Bye Mr. Smiley
You got to go now, they just called, they just called

"Sexual Thing"


(Laughing)
Jam Blues Man

There you lay
All by yourself
So please allow me
to introduce myself

I welcome you
To the house of sin
Open your mind
And let the games begin

I'm your lust
and I'm your greed
I'm every sick thought
that you ever done dreamed

Eaten your cake
Now you want some more
Mmm, where have I
heard that before?

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I am your
I am your
I'm just your sexual thing
I am your
I am your
I'm just your sexual
Ain't nothin' but a sexual
It's just a sexual thing

Lyin' there
You look so horny
Talk is cheap
And startin' to bore me

Hold me close
And tell me it feels so good
But damn, girl
You knew it would

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Solo

Glad to have met you
So pleased that you've come
But I must be movin' on
My work here is done

Best believe me you, child
The pleasure's been all mine
If you're in need, please do indeed
Call me anytime

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They've got you medicated
It's got you so frustrated

He caught you masturbatin'
You rather be fornicating

Well then you come with me
I'm gonna set you free

It's just a sexual
Ain't nothin' but a sexual
It's just a sexual thing

Talking:
What you've witnessed is a sexual fantasy

"Lay Your Body Down"


I've spent my life waiting
For that famous final scene
I believe you know the one--
When she falls in love with me

As for you, you've been fakin' your smile
Fillin' your time
on small talk
And cheap wine
Knowing in your heart there was someplace
That you'd rather be

So right or wrong,
I wrote you this song
To tell you how I feel

Don't put up no fight
You just turn off the lights
Walk over here to me

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And lay your body down on me
Down on me tonight, oh yeah
Oh, let your tears fall down on me
Down on me tonight, oh yeah

As for me I've lied to, denied to
fight with, and tried to
apologize for all my ways
To all the women who were fool enough to fall
in love with me

You played your role
like a movie
Got your lines for who is,
who was, who would be
Somehow you lost track
While real love slipped away, yeah

So for tonight, just turn off the lights
And let those real feelings show
There's no wrong or right
but until you try
you're never gonna know

Chorus

Before you was mine
I was so lonely
Ain't it a shame
Your heart must feel pain
before you get back on your feet again

Solo

So let's draw the blinds
Forget wasted time
And let them old demons die
Take ahold of my hand
Then you'd understand
Why love's worth one more try

Chorus out

"No Ring, No Gets"


Lately boy, your head ain't right
And nothing seems to thrill you
Word on the streets is
No sex no more 'cause, it'll kill you

You touch, she bites,
You push, she shoves
Then she yells in your ear
No glove, no love
Oh, it'll ruin the mood
But you know she's right
When the big head stops and the little head talks
You better learn how to walk the walk

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As far as I can see
It's really no big mystery
It's the same old story
No ring, no gets
It ain't the boat you float
It's the motion in the ocean and I quote:
Before you start pumping that fuel out your jets
No ring, no gets

This feeling coming over you
It's a very frustrating emotion
You keep thinking your smooth
Start making your move
But your lady starts causin' commotion

You'd like to round the bases
You know that's for sure
Cause Miss Palm and her five sisters just
Don't cut it no more
You know tonight you'd like to fly her kite
But the wind ain't blowing you got that right

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Solo

Woman hold the lock
A man's known that for years
You're going up inside to persuade that key
Could bring a man to tears

Your gun is loaded
You got her right in sight
About to pull your trigger
When the girl pulls out the lights

But keep your cool don't make a scene
Cause her ?
?

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But you won't find (repeat)..
Spoken: Shut Up!

"That's the Way I Like It"


Well it's boy meets girl and it starts a fire
Two hearts burn in pure desire
A candle burns the midnight oil
Lust to love and raise the spoil

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When the girl goes down
That's the way I like it, like it, like it, like it
When the wheel goes 'round
Neither one can fight it

Can't fight the lust
Can't find the truth
Ain't nothing you can do
When the girl goes down

Hollywood and Vine and a hundred more
All the ???  couldn't take it no more
Now standing on the ledge and faces truth
As she ate 'em up spit 'em out, his time is through

Chorus

Misery loves company
Nothing you can do
When the girl goes down

Solo

I woke up this morning in the paper read
The Hollywood Police found a young man dead
No name, no face, or known ID
Just no different than you and me??

? arrives in her strange world
And the story goes it's boy meets girl

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Can't fight the lust
Can't find the truth
Ain't nothing you can do

"Tragically Unhip"


I'm uneducated
My clothes outdated
I don't stand politically correct

I still hate small talk
And fast cars and hard rock
Still like talkin' about sex

I should be expressing
All my inner repression
I guess depression's now a cultural thing

My record company says
Blow my brains out my head
I make the cover of every magazine

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Step inside my nightmare
Welcome to my trip
I cannot pretend and I will not defend
Why this good old boy's so tragically unhip

I still like bad girls
Who rock me hard in my world
Its monkey see and monkey do
When I'm ?

I got an old waterbed
I like to trip into the dead
I've keep a poster of KISS on my wall

I still curse, smoke, drink and toke
and make love in the back of my car

Chorus
Solo

I like that home grown
Mind blowing
You're bringing
R rolling

They see strange stalking
Mind stopping
Ass swinging
Street walking
Floozies

Chorus