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ARLITA

Baby, Baby let your long hair
flow into my wishing well.

I know it's late and you're tired
I can't resist your smell.

It reminds me of a scent I knew one time
in another sphere
when we dove down into a river
of ruby red love my dear

Live and die laugh and cry with me my Arlita
Live and die laugh and cry with me sweet Arlita.

Baby, baby let your sweet breath
lay all my fears to rest.

Like a child on my knees
I will pleasure and please Baby don't protest.

Baby, baby let your long hair
flow into my wishing well
You know a thousand years
wouldn't be enough time for me to tell

Live and die laugh and cry with me my Arlita

WHITE DEVIL

White Devil gonna vandalize your soul

White Devil gonna steal your soul
throw it down in the gutter
where it's so damn cold
White Devil gonna vandalize your soul

White Devil gonna terrify your dreams
'Til you wake up to shout out the screams
White Devil gonna terrify your dreams

White Devil gonna wear a suit and tie
White Devil is a charming guy
Sign on the dotted line
slit your throat and die
White Devil gonna wear a suit and tie

White Devil gonna funeralize your life
White Devil steal your life
Eat your children for his supper
Run away with your wife
White Devil gonna funeralize your life

White Devil ain't got no kind of soul
White Devil ain't got no place to go


 
CAFFEINE AND NICOTINE

CAFFEINE AND NICOTINE
ROLLING RIGHT AROUND MY BRAIN  X2
IF I DON'T STOP SMOKING
I'M GONNA DIE
ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE
AND I'LL KISS THE SKY
CAFFEINE AND NICOTINE
ROLLIN RIGHT AROUND MY BRAIN

TELL ME TELL ME WHY
I DON'T FEEL RIGHT
I AIN'T SLEPT IN 20 DAYS
OR 20 NIGHTS
ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE
AND I'LL BE A STAR
GIMME A BIG SET OF TITTIES
AND A FAT CIGAR
CAFFEINE AND NICOTINE
ROLLIN RIGHT AROUND MY BRAIN

I CAN'T PUT IT DOWN
FOR GOODNESS SAKE
My KNEES THEY GET SO WEAK
MY LEGS DO ACHE
SO LET'S GET GOING
JUST ONE MORE TIME
LIGHT ME UP POUR ME UP
AND I'LL FEEL FINE
CAFFEINE AND NICOTINE

ROLLIN RIGHT AROUND MY BRAIN
SWEET GODDESS
OF LOVE AND BEER

BABY BABY I WANT YOU TO KNOW
HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
HOW FAR I'D GO
JUST TO BE WITH YOU
JUST TO BE NEAR
MY SWEET SWEET GODDESS
OF LOVE AND BEER

YOU STAND IN YOUR CASTLE
YOU STAND ALL ALONE
LOCKED IN YOUR WORLD
FULL OF HEARTACHE AND FOAM
LISTEN TO ME BABY
MY WORDS SOFT AND CLEAR
MY SWEET SWEET GODDESS
OF LOVE AND BEER

SWEET GODDESS
OH YEAH
SWEET GODDESS OF LOVE AND BEER...x3

BABY BABY I'M DOWN ON MY KNEES
I NEED YOUR LOVIN BABY
GOTTA QUENCH MY THIRST PLEASE
A DRINK OF YOUR LOVIN
MAKES MY PAIN DISAPPEAR
MY SWEET SWEET GODDESS
OF LOVE AND BEER

 

LONG WAY HOME
 

Flew into Paris town
Got off the plane
and I kissed the ground
Like the Pope I thanked a God
I wasn't sure could hear me
Made my way to a telephone
Called you up you were not at home
Quit the call and faced the wall
So I can think more clearly
Then the fog cleared from my mind
I had to mourn the love I left behind
I felt the pain, I felt the strain,
I felt the rain

(chorus)
And it's a long way there
when you don't know
Where you're going
It's a long way home
when you don't know
where you've been
 It's all televised, telephoned,
ill communicated
Talked about, fought about,
sometimes just imaginated
Baby, it's a long way home..Baby, it's a long way home

Thought I'd call my old friend
I found out he had met the end
Thought I'd cry but I just sighed
and scratched his name
from my phone book

Thought real hard about getting down
With the white 
and with the brown
But those works had all been broken
Before those vows were spoken






 

Made my way to the city square
Naked children were everywhere
I felt the pain, I felt the strain,
felt the rain
(Chorus)

Crawled back to my room
Knew I'd be leaving soon
Going back home to the arms
That would hold and caress me
Had to pass by the customs man
Hoped hard he would understand
Take pity on my broken soul
and not arrest me
Paid the tax on my sin
He looked at me, I smiled at him
 I felt the pain, I felt the strain,
I felt the rain
(Chorus)
 
 

STOOP DOWN BABY

I SAID STOOP DOWN BABY
LAY YOUR LOVE DOWN LOW X2
GOT NO NEED FOR TALKIN NO HOW
AIN'T NOWHERE TO GO

I SAID STOOP DOWN BABY
GIVE YOUR LOVE TO ME x2
WHEN YOU WALK THAT WAY
IT 'S CLEAR TO SAY
YOU MAKE ME HAPPY AS CAN BE

I SAID STOOP DOWN BABY
WE GOT TO LAY IT ON THE LINE X2
CAUSE I'M EVIL FOR YOUR LOVIN
AND I LOVE YOUR FAT BEHIND

LOW DOWN AND DIRTY
T. HOROWITZ



I'M FEELING LOW DOWN AND DIRTY
BORED AND DISGUSTED 
DON'T YOU GIVE ME NO MONEY
CAUSE I JUST CANT BE TRUSTED

I GOT A LIST OF DISEASES THAT I CANNOT PRONOUNCE
AND A NEGATIVE BALANCE IN MY BANK ACCOUNT
I GOT HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE ROTTEN TEETH
I'M LOSING MY HAIR I GOT STINKING FEET
I GOT A NASTY TEMPER AND I'M QUICK TO SNAP
SO WHEN YOU SEE ME COMIN YOU BETTER STEP BACK

DOCTOR CAN'T HELP ME
DOCTOR CAN'T DO 
AIN'T NO WAY TO SEE ME THROUGH
DOCTOR CAN'T HELP ME 
DOCTOR CAN'T SAY
FEELING LOW DOWN AND DIRTY I'M WASTIN AWAY HEY HEY

I'M FEELING LOW DOWN AND DIRTY
DOG FACED AND MAD
THIS IS THE WORST REPUTATION THAT I'VE EVER HAD
MY WIFE DON'T LOVE ME MY DOGS GETTIN OLD
AND MY DEAR OLD MAMA THREW ME OUT IN THE COLD
I WENT TO THE PREACHER JUST THE OTHER DAY
I FELL DOWN TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO PRAY
I SAID LORD WONT YOU TELL ME WHAT'S BEEN GOING ON
ALL THAT'S HOLDING ME UP IS MY BIG BEHIND

DOCTOR CAN'T HELP ME
DOCTOR CAN'T DO 
AIN'T NO WAY TO SEE ME THROUGH
DOCTOR CAN'T HELP ME 
DOCTOR CAN'T SAY
FEELING LOW DOWN AND DIRTY I'M WASTIN AWAY HEY HEY
 

 

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM
T. HOROWITZ



WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM IS IT COCAINE
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM IS IT HEROAINE
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM ARE YOU ROUGH AND TOUGH
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM DO YOU DRINK TOO MUCH

WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO LOVE
AM I THE MAN YOU'RE THINKING OF
COME ON BABY AND TAKE MY HAND
AND LET ME BE  YOUR LOVIN’ MAN

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM ARE YOU GETTING OLD
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM ARE YOU GOING BALD
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM ARE YOU LONELY
WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM ARE YOU HORNY
 

WE ALL NEED SOMEONE TO LOVE
AM I THE MAN YOU'RE THINKING OF
COME ON BABY AND TAKE MY HAND
AND LET ME BE YOUR LOVIN’ MAN

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM

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