: Well, East Coast girls are hip I really dig those styles they wear And the Southern girls With the way they talk They knock me out when I'm down there
: Well, Master Joe got the master plan He got a hat full of sugar Folks said, "You a lucky man" One night he just disappeared And all we found was his
: You jump in front of my car when you, You know all the time that Ninty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive You tell me its alright, you dont
: It's really true how nothin' matters No mad, mad world and no mad hatters Noone's pitchin' cause there ain't no batters In Coconut Grove Don't bar
: Saturday night At the corner cafe I had me some drinks And I'm feeling my way The moon's on the rise And it looks like A night for romance Shuffling
: Every other inch of you looks like a lady So don't get caught here in the city of night If you wanna take a chance and go gun crazy I sell protection
: Time rolls on n' that's as it should be Here and gone Seems to move so quickly Man, we was happy In our restless hearts It was heaven right here on
: Lookin' for love in the back of a taxi Got lucky in a cheap hotel Hot pants, mmm nasty! Don't bother knockin' 'cause you know damn well This blind
: Well, here I'm rollin' Down another sunny highway Been in the sun too long I'm goin' coconuts But at least I'm goin' my way I thought we'd be here
: I'm just a gigolo And everywhere I go People know the part I'm playin' Pay for every dance Selling each romance Ooh, what they sayin' There will
: Rockin' steady in her daddy's car She got the stereo with the big guitars And that's all right All right I got the itch and a restless soul She gone
: Talk about the high cost of lovin' I think I hear freedom drummin' it seems Give me your heart And I'll give you the stars "Yeah right," she says "
: When the fire burns 'Neath a zombie moon You feel the winds of change Oh the drums will tell the tune And you know it's true, baby Can you feel
: Well, baby I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm easy I'm an easy man Well, baby I'm easy, I'm easy, I'm easy I'm an easy man So come on now and get me, Honey, while
: I was born in a dump Mama died and Daddy got drunk Left me here to die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Grew up in a rusty shack All I had was
: I can hear the sound of the North Star calling Turn your high beams on (stay on my wing) I'm falling falling falling And spinning and turning This
: Aw right! Yeah! That's Life That's what all the people say You're ridin' high on Monday Shot down in May But uh, I ain't never gonna change my tune
: What? Well, let me roll up on the sidewalk And take a look yes Whoa! She's beautiful I'm talkin' 'bout a Yankee Rose And she looks wild, wild, wild
