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Monnaie Blues


Monnaie Blues
Composer(s): Francis Cabrel
Performer(s): Francis Cabrel



Je marchais dans une rue louche
Elle, elle avait les bras croisés
Et puis une si grande bouche
Que je me suis laissé tenter
Elle m'a montré des tas de choses
Qu'on ne montre qu'à ses amis
Sa bibliothèque en cuir rose
Et la soie de ses draps de lit
J'étais tout près de l'épouser
Quand elle m'a montré la porte
Elle a pris toute ma monnaie
Elle a dit "c'est le seul moyen pour que je m'en sorte"
Je suis rentré chez moi de rage
J'ai allumé la télé
Un vieillard encombrait l'image
Un vieillard très bien habillé
Il prononçait des mots bizarres
Des mots que personne connaît
J'ai dit c'est pas drôle ton histoire
Et il ne s'en sortira jamais
La speakerine est venue traduire
Avant que j'éteigne mon poste
"Il voudrait toute votre monnaie"
Il a dit "c'est le seul moyen pour que je m'en sorte"
J'ai dit mon vieux c'est pas facile
S'ils veulent tous de mon argent
Lorsque l'évêque de la ville
Entra dans mon appartement
Il avait ses habits de messe
Par dessus sa tenue de plage
Il criait "mes quatre maîtresses
Viennent d'être prises en otage
Par pitié faites quelque chose
Pour pas qu'elles ne reviennent mortes"
Il a pris toute ma monnaie
Il a dit "c'est le seul moyen pour qu'elles s'en sortent"
Je me suis enfui dans un bar
J'ai pris mon alcool préféré
J'avais pas commencé de boire
Quand des docteurs sont entrés
Ils criaient "vous avez l'air pâle
Et la mort arrive si vite
On a prévenu l'hôpital
On va vous embarquer de suite"
Pas moyen de leur échapper
Ils avaient une bonne escorte
Ils ont pris toute ma monnaie
Ils ont dit "c'est le seul moyen pour qu'on s'en sorte"
Lorsque je me suis réveillé
J'ai dit pourvu que tout ça s'arrête
J'ai mis partout trois tours de clé
J'ai fermé les doubles fenêtres
J'ai calfeutré mon lavabo
J'ai débranché mon téléphone
Et j'ai bien tiré les rideaux
J'ai dit je veux plus voir personne
Et j'ai mis des gardes à chaque mur
Des armoires contre les portes
Et j'ai brûlé toute ma monnaie
Puisque c'était le seul moyen pour que je m'en sorte
Et j'ai brûlé toute ma monnaie
Puisque c'était le seul moyen pour que je m'en sorte

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Lucky Man (Emerson, Lake & Palmer)


Lucky Man
((Italian Version: Un Uomo Fortunato (Eugenio Finardi) - 2003))
Composer(s): Greg Lake
First release by: Emerson, Lake & Palmer - 1970



He had white horses
and ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
and waiting by the door

ooh, what a lucky man he was
ooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
they made up his bed
A gold-covered mattress
on which he was laid

ooh, what a lucky man he was
ooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
for his country and his king
For his honor and his glory
the people would sing

ooh, what a lucky man he was
ooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
his blood ran as he cried
no money could save him
so he laid down and he died

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Monnaie, Monnaie


Monnaie, Monnaie - 1996 (aka Belle Honey - 1963)
((Adapted from: Money Honey (by Clyde McPhatter & The Drifters - 1953))
Composer(s): Jesse Stone - Jean Fauque
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday - 1996



Le type qui m'loue son studio, ouais, a sonné
Je l'ai laissé, ouais, planté sur le palier
À travers la porte, j'lui ai demandé ce qu'il voulait
Il m'a dit "Ca fait trois mois que j'attends ton loyer"

Moi je veux de la
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Envoie la monnaie si tu veux qu'on reste amis

J'avais trouvé une paye pour le lendemain
J'ai appelé celle qui m'a promis sa main
Je l'ai réveillée, ouais, au milieu de la nuit
Elle m'a dit "Qu'est-ce que tu veux?"
J'ai dit "Bonsoir ma chérie"

Je veux de la
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Donne la monnaie si tu veux rester ma petite amie

Elle a dit "Qu'est-ce qui te prend?
Non mais, t'as disjoncté!
C'est terminé, tu dois t'en aller
En tout cas, merci pour cette bonne idée
Je vais dire à celui qui va te remplacer

Moi j'aime la
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Donne la monnaie et je serai ta petite amie"

J'ai appris la leçon
Maintenant je sais
Qu'après la pluie il y a le soleil
Quand je croise une fille qui veut m'embarquer
Avant de lui dire "Je t'aime", je lui parle d'oseille

Moi je veux de la
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Monnaie, monnaie
Donne la monnaie et tu seras ma petite amie

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Lucky Man (Bruce Springsteen)


Lucky Man
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen



Running down the highway half past eleven
Waitin' for my odometer to roll straight sevens
I'm a lucky man
I went to see the gypsy the other night
She looked in my palm looked me in the eye
Said you're a lucky man
Some folks got fortune some got eyes of blue
What you got will always see you through
You're a lucky man
Pa went from the army to the factory to the killing yard
I make my living with my hands behind the wheel of this car
I'm a lucky man
Messin' with me man wouldn't be wise
Roll them dice son - ah snake eyes
I'm a lucky man
Had a girl in Calgary I gave her up
Man that love thing was messin' with my luck
I'm a lucky man
I'll wake up tomorrow morning in another state
Kiss me now baby before it's too late
If you wanna kiss a lucky man
I don't miss no girl I don't miss no home
He travels fastest who travels alone
He's a lucky man
A man with the world in the palm of his hands

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Monna Lisa


Monna Lisa
Composer(s): Ivan Graziani
Performer(s): Ivan Graziani



Sì vorrei rubarla
vorrei rubare quello che mi apparteneva
sì vorrei rubarla
e nasconderla in una cassa di patate di patate

Il custode parigino
che spiava le bambine dell'asilo
ora ha la bocca
piena di biglietti del museo del museo

Lassù una civetta urla
ed io ancora non ho iniziato il mio lavoro ora

Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa Monna Lisa

La scuola è una gran cosa
e soprattutto se ti insegnano ad amare
i capolavori del passato
però è un peccato che tu non li puoi vedere
né toccare

La cultura mi sorride
tra le ombre e le tende di velluto
e io sto torturando
la tela col rasoio e con le unghie con le unghie

Il custode si lamenta
probabilmente vuole un'altra botta in testa ora

Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa Monna Lisa

Di sotto stanno urlando
certamente mi dicono di uscire
il francese non l'afferro
per questo me ne sto ancora un poco qui a pensare
a pensare

Il custode si lamenta
probabilmente vuole un'altra botta in testa ora

Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa
Monna Lisa Monna Lisa Lisa Monna Lisa

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Lucky Lips


Lucky Lips
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller
First recording/First release by: Ruth Brown - 1956/1957
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Rote Lippen Soll Man Küssen (Peter Krauss)
1963 - Hymyhuulet (Johnny Four Cats)
1965 - Røde Læber Skal Man Kysse (Gustav Winckler)
1969 - Slid Og Slæb (Birthe Kjær)
1995 - Rode Lippen Moet Je Kussen (Paul Severs)



When I was just a little baby
I didn't have many toys
but my mama used to say son
you got more than other boys
Now you may not be good looking
and you may not be too rich
But you'll never ever be alone
cause you've got lucky lips

Lucky lips are always kissing
lucky lips are never blue
Lucky lips will always find
a pair of lips so true
Don't need a four-leaf clover
Rabbit's foot or a good luck charm
With lucky lips you'll always have
a baby in your arms

I never get heartbroken
No, I'll never get the blues
and if I play that game of love
I know I just can't lose
When they spin that wheel of fortune
all I do is kiss my chips
and I know I'm bound to win, yeah
'cause I've got lucky lips

Lucky lips are always kissing
Lucky lips are never blue
Lucky lips will always find
a pair of lips so true
Don't need a four-leaf clover
Rabbit's foot or good luck charm
With lucky lips I'll always have
a baby in my arms

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Monkey Man


Monkey Man
Composer(s): Mick Jagger; Keith Richards
Performer(s): The Rolling Stones



I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
All my friends are junkies
That's not really true

I'm a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
What you do?

But I've been bit and I've been tossed around
By every she-rat in this town
Have you, babe?

Well, I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey woman too

I was bitten by a boar
I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled on through

Yes, I'm a sack of broken eggs
I always have an unmade bed
Don't you?

Well, I hope we're not too messianic
Or a trifle too satanic
We love to play the blues

Well I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey, monkey woman
Monkey woman too, babe!

I'm a monkey! I'm a monkey!
I'm a monkey man! I'm a monkey man!
I'm a monkey! I'm a monkey! I'm a monkey! I'm a monkey!
Monkey! monkey! monkey!.......

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Rode Lippen Moet Je Kussen


Rode Lippen Moet Je Kussen
((Adapted from: Lucky Lips (Ruth Brown) - 1956/1957))
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller - Johnny Hoes
Performer(s): Paul Severs - 1995

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Rote Lippen Soll Man Küssen (Peter Krauss)
1963 - Hymyhuulet (Johnny Four Cats)
1965 - Røde Læber Skal Man Kysse (Gustav Winckler)
1969 - Slid Og Slæb (Birthe Kjær)



Ik zag een heel mooi meisje
In een leuke discotheek
Ik was meteen verloren
Toen ik even naar haar keek

En voor ik het besefte
Gaf ik haar spontaan
En blozend vroeg dat lieve kind
Het nog een keer te doen

Rode lippen moet je kussen
Want daar zijn ze voor gemaakt
Oh, het is zo zalig
Als jouw mond de hare raakt

Ik kan het echt niet laten
Ja, ik doet het vroeg en laat
Want rode lippen kussen is
Het mooiste dat bestaat

Nu is dat mooie meisje
Al een jaar m'n lieve vrouw
En iedere avond vraagt ze mij
Hoeveel ik van haar hou

En ook wil zij nog weten
Of ik haar steeds kussen zal
Dan zeg ik 'wees gerust, m'n schat'
Dat doe ik liefst van al

Rode lippen moet je kussen
Want daar zijn ze voor gemaakt
Oh, het is zo zalig
Als jouw mond de hare raakt

Ik kan het echt niet laten
Ja, ik doet het vroeg en laat
Want rode lippen kussen is
Het mooiste dat bestaat

Oh, rode lippen moet je kussen
Want daar zijn ze voor gemaakt
Oh, het is zo zalig
Als jouw mond de hare raakt

Ik kan het echt niet laten
Ja, ik doet het vroeg en laat
Want rode lippen kussen is
Het mooiste dat bestaat

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Monkey In Your Soul


Monkey In Your Soul
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan



I got one and you want four
It’s so hard to help you
I can’t keep up with you no more
And you treat me like it’s a sin
But you can’t lock me in
You want me here with you right to the end
No thank you my friend
I fear the monkey in your soul

Won’t you turn that bebop down
I can’t hear my heart beat
Where’s that fatback chord I found?
Honey don’t you think it was wrong
To interrupt my song?
I’ll pack my things and run so far from here
Goodbye dear

I fear the monkey in your soul

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Lucky Ladybug


Lucky Ladybug
Composer(s): Bob Crewe - Frank Slay
Performer(s): Billy & Lillie
and multiple other artists



Lucky ladybug, lucky ladybug, lucky ladybug

Ladybug, Silver Dollar, Rabbit's foot
With a four leaf clover and a horseshoe
Wishbone, Shamrocks, got me shook
Singin' abracadabra in a cat's eye

I wonder wonder if you love me
Guess I'll ask the stars above me
When the moon is bright canary yellow
It'll really be amazin'
If that crystal ball a-gazin'
Says I'll always be your steady fellow

Ladybug, Silver Dollar, Rabbit's foot
With a four leaf clover and a horseshoe
Wishbone, Shamrocks, got me shook
Singin' abracadabra in a cat's eye

Though your words are smooth & soothin'
Don't you feel it 's time for movin'
C'mon daddy rock me while the planet's rollin'
Keep it cool my ducky wucky
Baby doll our love is lucky
When you walk me down the aisle
We'll do it strollin'

Stupid cupid gave us fever
And an itchy twitchy feelin'
And the green mosquito must've bit us
Got a sloppin' like two robins
Makin' moon talk and bobbin'
Like a firefly splishin and a splashin'

Ladybug, Silver Dollar, Rabbit's foot
With a four leaf clover and a horseshoe
Wishbone, Shamrocks, got me shook
Singin' abracadabra in a cat's eye

Lucky ladybug ...

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Monkey And The Underdog


Monkey And The Underdog
Composer(s): David Crosby; Craig Doerge
Performer(s): David Crosby



Well, I went out for my evenin' stroll
All along the boulevard
It's familiar turf from the hills to the surf
I treat it like my front yard

Well, I right away ran into a girl I know
She said "You gotta come with me tonight
The word is out that the underdog
And the monkey gonna finally fight"

I've been fightin', fightin'
Fightin' just to stay alive
And I've been fightin', fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock to five

Well, now I'm not what you'd call a violent man
But the news brought a smile to my face
'Cause the underdog is a friend of mine
I'd just love to see him put that monkey in his place

You may think I'm crazy
The odds are against the dog you understand
This monkey is as strong as a gorilla
He'd stretch a tire like a rubber band

But I've been fightin', fightin'
Fightin' just to stay alive
I've been fightin', oh, oh, fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock to five

Now, he's sneaky and he'll smile on
Right at you pretend to lick your boots
And all the while he'd be thinking
How to rip your soul out by the roots

When we got there my old underdog
He didn't really look too good, no
But his eyes met mine and he said "I'll kick his ass"
I knew right then he would

Oh, been fightin', yeah, I've been fightin', yeah
Fightin' just to stay alive
I've been fightin', oh, oh, oh, oh, fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock to five

Well, now I don't want to bore you
With a bunch of dialog
It's not how much dog is in the fight
It's how much fight is in my dog

And I've been fightin', oh, fightin'
Fightin' just to stay alive
I've been fightin', yeah, fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock to five

Oh, fightin', oh, fightin', yeah
Fightin' just to stay alive
Fight ... fightin', fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock ... oh, oh ... oh, oh

Fightin', oh, fightin'
Fightin' just to stay alive
I've been fightin', yeah, oh, fightin'
Fightin' to get from four o'clock to five

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Lucky Day


Lucky Day
Composer(s): Chris Rea
Performer(s): Chris Rea



A little bit of daylight
Shines on my pillow
It comes through my window pane
Speak of the morning
Hope is eternal
Better to look at this way
This could be my lucky day

A glass filled with crystals
Six million rainbows
Gifted to see with childrens eyes
Always a small chance
Of shooting that rainbow
Bless this down with sweet surprise
This could be my lucky day

No inhibitions, naive forever
Better looking up than looking down
Don't try to beat it, twist and defeat it
Leave those kind of complications
Never to be found
This could be my lucky day

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Monkey And The Baboon


Monkey And The Baboon
Composer(s): Spencer Williams
Performer(s): Lonnie Johnson
and various other artists



Monkey and the baboon playin’ in the grass
monkey says, “Baboon you play too fast”
Should’ve seen them jumpin’ from tree to tree
playin’ hide an’ go seek with the chickadee

Monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me
I’ll make a baboon out of you

Doo doo doo doo doo doo, oodle doodle doodle doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo

The monkey and the baboon shootin’ crooked dice, monkey throwed seven ‘leven twice
Baboon got hasty an’ he swung in fas’, knocked the little monkey in the grass

Cryin’ monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me, I’ll make a baboon out of you

Woo woo woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo
Wa woo wa woo wa woo wa woo, wa woo wao woo wa woo

The monkey an’ the baboon both catchin’ fleas, the monkey stayed happy caught ‘em big you see
He yelled, said, “Those insects are small!” As caught ‘em big as the cannon ball

Monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me, I’ll make a baboon out of you

Doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo da doo doo doo doo doo
Doo da doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo da doo doo doo doo doo

The monkey an’ the baboon settin’ on the fence, monkey called the baboon to fatten his quench
Baboon set him back in his class, when he knocked him on his oh my, yes

Monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me, I’ll make a baboon out of you

Woo woo woo woo, woo woo woo woo
Wa woo wa woo wa woo wa woo, woo woo woo woo woo

The monkey and the baboon playin’ in the grass, monkey stuck his finger in the baboon’s glass
Monkey got a stick an’ hit ‘im ‘cross the head, now the little monkey is sick in bed

Cryin’ monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me, I’ll make a baboon out of you

Doo doo doo doo, doo da doo doo doo doo doo
Doo da doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo da doo doo doo doo doo

Monkey doodle-do, monkey doodle-do
If you try to make a monkey out of me I’ll make a baboon out of you

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Lucky Boy


Lucky Boy
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): The Marx Bros. & Jack Barker



Marx Bros:
Your smiling face is an open book young man
We know that look young man you must be oh, so happy
It's just a case of a love that took, young man
There are quite a few who envy you

Lucky Boy, she's a beautiful thing
Lucky Boy, will you give her a ring?
Lucky Boy, we suppose in the Spring
You will take your pride and joy on a train
And her leather suitcase will contain bits of satin and lace
It's as plain as the nose on your face
How we envy you Lucky Boy

Jack Barker:
I must confess that you pave the way for me
You really say for me the things I want to tell you
You'll never guess what a lucky day for me
When I found that she had chosen me

All:
Lucky Boy, she's a beautiful thing
Lucky Boy, I'm as proud as a King
Lucky Boy, when I give her the ring
Can't you see me jump with joy with a cheer
And a "what-a we care"
We'll appear in a bungalow where
In a year maybe three of us there
How we envy you Lucky Boy

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Monique


Monique
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Elmer Bernstein
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



When they see Monique, I know they'll understand

Monique, Monique
I've hungered so for this
Monique, Monique
The magic of your kiss

Monique, Monique
Was Paris always there
Monique, Monique
I didn't know or care

But why am I dancing, my friends may well demand
I'll tell them Monique, Monique held my hand
When they see Monique, I'm sure they'll understand

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Lucky Black Cat


Lucky Black Cat
Composer(s): Sunny David - Thomas Helmore
Performer(s): Deep River Boys



Lucky black cat, lucky black cat
All on your own and out on the mat
Lucky black cat, let's go for a roam
Won't you follow me home?

You've got nine lives, I've got one
We could have ten kinds of fun
Lucky black cat let's go for a roam
Won't you follow me home?

I've had no luck this morning
I'm lonely just like you
Don't just sit there yawning
You have enough luck for two

Lucky black cat, lucky black cat
Lucky for me to meet you like that
Lucky black cat let's go for a roam
Won't you follow me home?

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Money, Money


Money, Money
Composer(s): Fred Ebb; John Kander
Performer(s): Dalida



Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
It makes the world go round

Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
It makes the world go round

Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
It makes the world go round

We're in the money
We're in the money
We're got a lot of what it takes to get along
We're in the money
We're in the money
Old man depression you have really done it wrong

You'll never see a headline about a breadline today
And when we see a deadline we can look that gry right in the eye

We're in the money, come on now honey
Let's spend it lend it send it rolling along
Let's spend it lend it send it rolling along
Let's spend it lend it send it rolling along

People will steal from their mother
People will rob their own brother
People can't even walk the streets
'Cause they, never know
Who in the world they're gonna meet
For that mean
Oh mean, mean greed
Almighty dollar

People will lie they will cheat
People dont care who they rob or beat
A woman will sell her precious body
That small piece of paper
Sure carries a lot of weight
For that mean, oh mean, mean greed
Yeaaaah!

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Luckenbach, Texas (Back To The Basics Of Love)


Luckenbach, Texas (Back To The Basics Of Love)
Composer(s): Chips Moman - Bobby Emmons
Performer(s): Waylon Jennings & Willie Nelson; Tom Houston Orch.



The only two things in life that make it worth livin'
Is guitars tuned good 'n' firm-feelin' women
I don't need my name in the marquee lights
I got my songs and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin' got us feudin' like the Hatfields and McCoys
Between Hank Williams' pain songs and Newbury's train songs
And blue eyes cryin' in the rain
Out in Luckenbach, Texas ain't nobody feelin' no pain
So baby let's sell your diamond ring
Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away
This coat and tie is chokin' me
In your high society you cry all day
We've been so busy keepin' up with the Jones
Four-car garage and we're still buildin' on
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas with Waylon and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin' got us feudin' like the Hatfields and McCoys
Between Hank Williams' pain songs and Newbury's train songs
And blue eyes cryin' in the rain
Out in Luckenbach, Texas ain't nobody feelin' no pain

Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas with Willie and Waylon and the boys
This successful life we're livin's got us feudin' like the Hatfields and McCoys
'tween Hank Williams' pain songs and Jerry Jeff's train songs
And blue eyes cryin' in the rain
Out in Luckenbach, Texas there ain't nobody feelin' no pain

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Money Talks


Money Talks
Composer(s): Don Airey; Ian Gillan;
Roger Glover; Steve Morse; Ian Paice
Performer(s): Deep Purple



I was young and healthy
Extremely wealthy
I swung in the trees
And did as I pleased
I thought I was rich
Oh yeah
Such sweet seduction
I could feel the suction
Greasing my palm
And doing no harm
Just making some deals
What a bitch

Money talks to me
Whispers in my ear
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want

I had rising stock
So I got more pockets
I knew somewhere to stick it
Where no-one would nick it
I kinda went private
And then, aha
Such sweet seclusion
No more intrusion
Too much food on my plate
But there's guards at the gate
Such joy
I could almost die of it

Money talks to me
Lays it on the line
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want

Money goes to money
Yes it always returns
Finds its way back to the big house
Where it lives all alone
Wraithlike silent partners
Operators of the system
Give words of quiet assurance
To an otherwise healthy victim

It's all coming back to me
I would swing in the trees
And I'd swim in the ocean
I used to show some emotion

I was not to blame
I feel no shame
The structure was shaking
Was there for the taking
I had the resources
But then, oh no
Someone outbid me
I can't take it with me?
Then I will devour it
I can't go without it
It's simply a question of
Market forces

Money talks to me
Whispers in my ear
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want
Money talks to me
Laughs right in my face
Gives me everything I want
Everything I want

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Luck Of The Draw


Luck Of The Draw
Composer(s): Paul Brady - Phil Brady
Performer(s): Bonnie Raitt; Paul Brady



You dust the bottles on the bar counter
You're writing screenplays on the side
Three nights a week can keep a girl workin'
Sometimes it's good to lose your pride

These things we do to keep the flame burnin'
And write our fire in the sky
Another day to see the wheel turnin'
Another avenue to try

It's in the luck of the draw, Baby
The natural law
Forget those movies you saw, little Baby
It's in the luck of the draw, Baby
The natural law (Flame keep on burnin')
Forget those movies you saw, little Baby (wheel ever turnin')

You turn around and say it's last orders
You fix the ribbon in your hair
Tomorrow's letter by the hall doorway
Could be the answer to your prayers

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