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I was out on a drive on a bit of a trip
lookin' for thrills to get me some kicks
now I warn you ladies I shoot from the hip
I was born with a stiff
.......stiff upper lip
like a dog in a howl
I bite everything
I'm big and I'm drawl
and I'll ball your thing

I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip

I'm workin' it out
and I've done everything
I can't reform
can you feel my sting

I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip

I'm out on the prowl
and I'll ball your thing
got teeth that'll bite you
can you feel that sting

I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
and I shoot from the hip
stiff upper lip

I look at my watch to find out the right time of day
I look at her libido hey hey hey
gotta get up and climb her to roll her on the hay
makin' a sweat, temperature rise all through the day

man it's getting hot hot hot
man it's getting hot hot hot
It's getting hotter and hotter
man it's getting hot hot
getting hot around here

it's a meltdown

I got a feelin' in my bones
I been rackin' my brains out all night long
stokin' up the fire take it right up to the wire
burnin' on an' on burnin' on

man it's getting hot hot hot
man it's getting hot hot hot
it's getting hotter and hotter
man it's getting hot hot
getting hot around here

it's a meltdown

man it's getting hot hot hot
man it's getting hot hot hot
it's getting hotter
and hotter and hotter and hotter

it's a meltdown

humdinger
bell ringer
got a nasty stinger
to slow you down
mud slinger
gold digger
who point the finger
and do you down
kickin' and a fightin' on a tv show
lightin' blindin' in the middle of the road
are you comin' in
are you comin' in

come into the house of jazz

ball stripper
big tipper
got a slap 'n' tickler
to make you growl
spitin' and a bitin' on a TV show
tightnin' frightenin' givin' out a load
are you comin' in
are you comin' in

come into the house of jazz

I gotta big fat cadillac built for you
I gotta honk that'll blow the avenue
gotta hot dog kickin' all bend my thing
gotta a sugar looking woman with a bald headed man
give me five 0 here boy, that's what I'll do
gotta big fat momma who can hold a tune
gotta slip that bone in hard and mean
gotta honkey tonk women get the best of me

can't hold me back
you can't hold me back
can't hold me back
get a heart attack
you can't hold me back

a honky tonk big ball, hit to thrill
I gotta sugar boot money baby that'll kill
a honky dog 15 golden mile
I gotta bald headed woman loaded in the town
well you can get me to the ball man, driving in
you don't balk the kill, call in the 'ville
you gotta map the wrong town, gonna hit the road
you got the whole boppa movin' on down the road

can't hold me back
you can't hold me back
you can't hold me back
you get a heart attack
you can't hold me back

hello baby gimme your hand
check out the high spots the lay of the land
you don't need a rocket or a big limousine
come on over baby and I'll make you obscene

I feel safe in new york city

all over the city and down to the dives
don't mess with this place it'll eat you alive
got lip smackin' honey to soak up the jam
'on top of the world ma' ready to slam

I feel safe in new York city

movin' all over like a jumpin' bean
take a look at that thing in the tight ass jeans
comin' your way now you may be in luck
don't you fret boy she's ready to buck

I feel safe in new york city

 I feel safe in a cage in new york city

when I see a pretty women
you know it gives me a thrill
an' she's tailor made to order
you know I can't stand still
and you won't need a doctor
'cause it'll cure all ills

when I hear a noisy party
you know it gives me a chill
it gets me rockin' and a rollin'
and I can't still
from morning 'till midnight
you know I can't stand still

I can't stand still
from morning 'till midnight
I can't stand still

when it comes to sippin' honey
you know I drink my fill
I'll be dancin' on the water
you know I can't stand still
from morning 'till midnight
you know I can't stand still

I can't stand still
from morning 'till midnight
I can't stand still

don't you give me no line
better run if you can
just like a thorn in the side
so don't give me no

don't you give me no
don't you give me no
don't you give me no lies

you can't stop rock'n'roll

don't you play me no jive
a bit of fun on the side
too much crap make you blind
so don't give me no

don't you give me no
don't you give me no
don't you give me no whine

you can't stop rock'n'roll

she makes the place a jumpin'
the way she move around
she like a rump and rollin'
that's when she get it out
and when she start a rockin'
she bring me to the boil
she like to give it out some

satellite blues
new satellite blues

a picture clear for watchin'
the dish is runnin' hot
the box is set for pumpin'
she gonna take the lot
the way she get the butt in
she's gettin' set to ball
I like to chew it up some

satellite blues
new satellite blues

can't get nothin' on the dial
the frigin' thing gone wild
all I get's the dumbed down news
new satellite blues

satellite blues
new satellite blues

this thing's nothin but a load of crap
I'm gonna send it right back
you can stick it where it hurts.... mac!

don't smoke don't fight don't light no cigarettes
or else you'll wind up in the can
no jokes no rights sit tight don't fool around
you are a guest of uncle sam
stand up look right don't slouch and stand at ease
allow no sex above the knees
when I snap you jump into the master plan

I'll be damned

I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
I'll be damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
damned if I do
damned if I don't

don't talk don't fool don't try to mess around
I'll make a monkey outta you
you sign your name right on that dotted line boy
I'll be damned

I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
I'll be damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
damned if I do damned if I don't

I'll be damned

picking up the sleaze in my car
hell no distance too far
burning down the road in the night
don't you scold me or I'll bite

these are the finer things in life
don't think you live in paradise
I've got my filly wrapped in red
upon my double decker bed

If you want it come and get it

suckin' up the juice in the bar
downin' every shooter so far
checkin' out the girls what a sight
If you gonna blow me do it right

these are the finer things in life
don't think you live in paradise
I've got my filly rapped in red
upon my double decker bed

If you want it come and get it

you think your kinda tough
you walk kinda rough
when you want anymore
you go fast wo' wo' wo'
things go tough
and you strut your stuff
and I want your thing
then you're out of luck

all screwed up

take you out to kick some butt
work you over screw you nuts
when you can't take no more
she push you out that door
things go hard
a dog gone mad
she can pack some punch
then you're out to lunch , back at 1

all screwed up

there be no words of fighting around here
nothin' don't matter 'cause it ain't clear
it could be on a monday
or it could be even sunday
so if you can't stand the distance
you better disappear
do I make myself clear

ready to rock I'm gonna rip it
ready to rock I'm gonna stick it

give it up give it out
whip it up all about
stick it up shout it loud
give it up

there's a big storm a howlin' around here
there be no wine no sinnin' and no beer
gonna aim to fire a rocket
there ain't no damn way to stop it
got a sure fire bullet
to get you outta here
do I make myself clear

ready to rock I'm gonna rip it
ready to rock I'm gonna stick it

give it up give it out
whip it up all about
stick it up shout it loud
give it up

going crazy on a wild man's night
take your pick of anything you like
give it up
sittin' pretty on the ready to bite
givin' up a bit of cream delight
give it up

give it up give it out
whip it up all about
stick it up shout it loud
give it up all around
give it up

high tail in your face
black hole rockin' the place
Hong Kong videos
big bang mad to blow

into cyberspace
look out I'm gonna race

eight ball in the pack
big bone juke box jack
hot star burnin' it up
full moon runnin' amok

into cyberspace
look out I'm gonna race

blow you into cyberspace
blow you all into cyberspace

gotta get out, get out of this place
blow a big hole into cyberspace

octane down the track
flat chat smash the mach
blow out burnin' hot
mile high take you right to the top

into cyberspace
look out I'm gonna race

blow you into cyberspace
blow you all into cyberspace