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PENICILLIN PENNY - Dr. Hook

Penicillin Penny she's the queen of the sunset strip
If she ever gives you any then you better see your doctor real quick
From the back seat of Cadillac cars, to the floor of men's room bars
She's Penicillin Penny and her future's written in the stars

She's Penicillin Penny and ever since the day she came and came
They say she's had so many, she gives 'em all numbers not names
I always call her Hun' but she calls me 1001
And Penicillin Penny starts to boogie when the day is done

She's Penicillin Penny and if you ever see her passin' through
Better run into your house before she stops and lays a little on you
If you ever let her in your door it takes 20 million units
Or more to cure the love that Penicillin Penny's gonna lay on you
 
What hath we wrought with the Dr. Hook lyrics? I tried to find the lyrics for Roland The Roadie And Gertrude The Groupie, but alas, not to be...
 
What, you can't do 'em from memory? :p

lol.

I love this one - Sweetest of All - Dr. Hook

Out of all of the nights I remember
Of all of the loves I recall
There are many that live in my memory
But you were the sweetest of all

Wasn't it sweetest of all, babe
Wasn't it sweetest of all
I wasn't you're first love
I wasn't your last
But wasn't it sweetest of all

Sometimes I still think about you
Sometimes I wish that you'd call
And sometimes I feel like
You're lying here with me
And it's still the sweetest of all

So keep your goodbyes in your pocket
You ain't going nowhere at all
Your memory is staying here with me
'Cause you were the sweetest of all

Wasn't it sweetest of all, babe
Wasn't it sweetest of all
Of all of the lovers
You let lie beside you
Wasn't it sweetest of all

Wasn't it sweetest of all, babe
Wasn't it sweetest of all
Of all of the lovers
You let lie beside you
Wasn't it sweetest of all
 
Queen Of The Silver Dollar
(Shel Silverstein)

She arrives in all her splendor
Each night at nine o'clock
Her chariot is the crosstown bus
That stops right down the block
Now the old piano minstrel plays her tune as she walks in
And the Queen of the Silver Dollar's home again

She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar
She rules this smokey kingdom
And her Scepter is a wine glass and a bar stool is her throne
Now the jesters flock around her and try to win her favors
To see which one will take the
Queen of the Silver Dollar home

Now her royal dress is satin
It's shabby and it's torn
The royal jewels are rhinestones
The shoes are scuffed and worn
Of the many roads she's been down,
And the places that she's seen
Well they all look at her and say God save the queen

Now the Queen of the Silver Dollar
Is not as haughty as she seems
She was once an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams
But I found her, and I won her,
And I brought her to this world
Yes I'm the one who made a queen of a simple country girl

Yes she's the Queen of the Silver Dollar
And she rules this smokey kingdom
And her Scepter is a wine glass and a bar stool is her throne
Now the jesters flock around her tryin' to win her favors
To see which one will take the
Queen of the Silver Dollar home

She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar
She rule this smokey kingdom
And her Scepter is a wine glass and a bar stool is her throne
Now the jesters flock around her tryin' to win her favors
To see which one will take the
Queen of the Silver Dollar home
 
Now Roland the roadie was only a toadie who set up the lights and the mikes for the shows
And Gertrude the groupie was a rock and roll fan, who stood by the stage door in the rains and the snows

Roland the roadie met Gertrude the groupie at a rock concert back in Bayonne
He tried to seduce, said he'd introduce her to all of the Beatles and Stones

So Roland the roadie got Gertrude the groupie a seat in the balcony above
And Gertrude the groupie felt grateful and groovy but Roland the roadie felt love

And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops and some folks love vegetable soup
But Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie, but Gertrude the groupie loves groups

She stood up and screamed as the amber spot gleamed on her heroes so skinny and tall
With their eyelids so droopy, and Gertrude the groupie and she was in love with them all

Roland the roadie told Gertrude the groupie to wait and he'd be her man
But while he dreamed of a rose covered home she was out with the group in the van

Hey Gertie, get out here, come on babe, come on out of there....I know you're in there...
The whole trailer's moving baby....What about me....Gertie... Oh Gertie

Now Roland the roadie is back on the road, his heart has been broken again
And Gertrude the groupie waits out in the cold for the very next group to come in

And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops and some folks loves vegetable soup
And Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie, but Gertrude the groupie loves groups
....groups.....groups.....groups......
 
When your body's had enough of me and I'm laying flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can, I'm gonna love you a little bit more

Come on over here and lay by my side, I've got to be touchin' you
Let me rub your tired shoulders the way I used to do
Look into my eyes and give me that smile, the one that always turns me on
And let me take your hair down, 'cause we're stayin' up to greet the sun

And when your body's had enough of me and I'm laying flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can, I'm gonna love you a little bit more

Got to say a few things that have been on my mind and you know where my mind has been
I guess I've learned my lessons and now is the time to begin
So if you're feeling alright and you're ready for me, I know that I'm ready for you
We better get it on now 'cause we've got our whole lives to live through

And when your body's had enough of me and I'm laying flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can, I'm gonna love you a little bit more

And when your body's had enough of me and I'm laying flat out on the floor
When you think I've loved you all I can.................
 
SouthernN'Proud said:
What hath we wrought with the Dr. Hook lyrics? I tried to find the lyrics for Roland The Roadie And Gertrude The Groupie, but alas, not to be...
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My personal all time favorite:

Well there's gonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha)
Tonight at the Freaker's Hall
And you know you're invited one and all
Uh oh

Come on baby's grease your lips
Grab your hats and swing your hips
And don't forget to bring your whips
We're going to the freaker's ball (yes)

Blow your whistle, and bang your gong
Roll up something to take along
It feels so good, it must be wrong
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball

Well all the fags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together
The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you

The FBI is dancin' with the junkies
All the straights, swingin' with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball

Everybody's kissing each other
Brother with sister, son with mother
Smear my body up with butter
And take me to the freaker's ball

Pass that roach please, and pour the wine
I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine
I'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind
Freakin' at the freaker's ball

White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones
Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming please hit me and I'll hit you

Everybody ballin' in batches
Pyromaniacs strikin' matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freakin' at the freaker's ball, y'all
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball

We're at a ball
We're freakin' at the freaker's ball
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I like that one too.

My kids like singing and dancing to this one, but they think sleazos is sneezles, so it's pretty much all good lol.


Elvis he's a hero he's a superstar
And I hear that Paul McCartney drives a Rolls Royce car
And Dylan sings for millions
And I just sing for free
Oh everybody's makin' it big but me

Oh, everybody's makin' it big but me
Everybody's makin' it big but me
Neil Diamond sings for diamonds
And here's ole rhinestone me
Oh everybody's makin' it big but me

Well I hear that Alice Cooper's got a foxy chick
To wipe off his snake, and keep him rich
And Elton John's got two fine ladies
And Doctor John's got three
And I'm still seein' them same old sleezoes, that I used to see

Oh, everybody's makin' it big but me
Yeah everybody's makin' it big but me
I've got charisma
And personality
Oh how come everybody's makin' it big but me?

(What's wrong with that?)
(I don't see nothing wrong with it Ray)

Well I paint my face with glitter
Just like Bowie does
And I wear the same mascara
That Mick Jagger does
And I even put some lipstick on
But that just hurt my dad and mom
And everybody's makin' it big but me

Oh, everybody's makin' it big but me
Yeah everybody's makin' it big but me
They got groupies for their bands
And all I got is my right hand
And everybody's makin' it big but me

Everybody's makin' it, makin' it, makin' it
Everybody's makin' it big......
 
You won't hear me, But you'll feel me
Without warning, somethings dawning, listen.
Then within your senses,
You'll know you're defenseless
How your heart beats, when you run for cover
Your cant retreat I spy like no other.

Then we race together. We can ride forever
Wrapped in horsepower, driving into fury
Changing gear I pull you tighter to me

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

We hold each other closer, as we shift to overdrive
And eveyrthing goes rushing by, with every nerve alive
We move so fast it seems as though we've taken to the sky
Love machines in harmony, we hear the engines cry.

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

On and on we're charging to the place so many seek
In perfect synchronicity of which so many speak
We feel so close to heaven in this roaring heavy load
And then in sheer abandonment, we shatter and explode.

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover

I'm your turbo lover
Tell me there's no other
I'm your turbo lover
Better run for cover
 
She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet was the night
Softer than satin was the light
From the stars

She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet were her eyes
Warmer than May her tender sighs
Love was ours

Ours a love I held tightly
Feeling the rapture grow
Like a flame burning brightly
But when she left, gone was the glow of

Blue velvet
But in my heart there'll always be
Precious and warm, a memory
Through the years
And I still can see blue velvet
Through my tears
 
just heard on ocentral

Blue Monday

How does it feel to treat me like you do?
When you’ve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me, how do I feel
Tell me now, how do I feel

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They’ll turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I’m quite sure that you’ll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn’t for your misfortune
I’d be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now, how should I feel
Now I stand here waiting...
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
 
K.F.D., as recorded by W.A.S.P.


Kill, Fuck, Die

All my friends are hellions
They got nine toes in their graves
We all live to thrill ourselves
But got twice the will to die
Oh yeah

Ya wanna live
Wanna die
Wanna cry
An angry noise
Ya wanna kill
Ya wanna thrill
Ya wanna yell
An angry noise

Kill, Fuck, Die
All ya get from life's
Kill, Fuck, Die
Yeah you're gonna die
Kill, Fuck, Die
All ya get from life's
Kill, Fuck, Die

No ya won't take it
No ya can't take it
No ya won't take the pain from me
No ya won't take it
No ya can't take it
No ya won't take the pain away from me

I am pissed and violent
Someday you'll understand
I'm living to thrill myself like
The animal I know I am

You're gonna kneel before ya die
You're gonna kneel to crucify
You're gonna, gonna kneel before you die
You're gonna kneel to crucify
 
Perfect Strangers, as recorded by Deep Purple



Can you remember remember my name
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown
And cold spirits of ice
All my life
I am the echo of your past

I am returning the echo of a point in time
Distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You’ve got to understand
We must remain
Perfect strangers

I know I must remain inside this silent well of sorrow

A strand of silver hanging through the sky
Touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind
Is aching with the dead of the night
Precious life (your tears are lost in
Falling rain)

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You’ve got to understand
We must remain
Perfect strangers
 
Hey, look at the hooks
On your pants makes you wanna dance.
I say yeah yeah,
I say yeah yeah.
There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch,
Do the velcro fly,
Do the velcro fly.

You need just enough of that sticky stuff
To hold the seams of your fine blue jeans.
I say yeah yeah.
I say yeah yeah.
There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch,
Do the velcro fly,
Do the velcro fly.

Well, it feels so right when you squeezed it tight,
When you reach the end do it over again.
I say yeah yeah.
I say yeah yeah.
There ain't never a catch, all you got to do is snatch,
Do the velcro fly,
Do the velcro fly.
 
ZZ Top Planet of Women lyrics
What can I do, I'm a nervous wreck?
There's girls everywhere, I better go and check. CHECK IT OUT
I can't tell a diamond from a hole in the ground.
They all got my head spinning round and round.
Planet of women, oh yeah.
The planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane.

They start by acting just a little discreet.
Then they're in the skies and they're in the streets.
You can find them in cars or a hotel lobby,
they're easy to find, just look for a body.
Planet of women, oh yeah.
Just a planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane.

If you have the answer, drop me a line today
or send a straight jacket something in a shade of gray.
I think I've sprained my brain 'cause it won't unwind.
Every day it's man against man on the
planet of women, oh yeah.
Just a planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane,
it's driving me insane.

- Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard
 
She likes wearin' lipstick, she likes French cuisine
but she won't let me use my passion unless it's in a limousine.

She got me under pressure,
she got me under pressure.

She likes the art museum, she don't like Pavlov's dog.
She fun at the mind museum, she likes it in a London fog.
She don't like other women, she likes whips and chains.
She likes cocaine and filppin' out with great Danes.
She's about all I can handle, it's too much for my brain.

It's got me under pressure,
It's got me under pressure.

I'm gonna give her a message,
here's what I'm gonna say:
"It's all over."
She might get out a nightstick
and hurt me real real bad
by the roadside in a ditch.

It's got me under pressure,
it's got me under pressure.

It's got me under pressure,
it's got me under pressure.
 
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
The blues has got a hold of me.
I believe I'm gettin' dizzy. (Spoken: Help me now.)

I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
Lord, I thought I was in Heaven.
I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
I thought I was in Heaven.
But I was stumblin' thru the parking lot
of an invisible seven eleven. (Spoken: What was I doin out there?)

Where's my head baby?
Somewhere in Mississippi.

Last night I saw a cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
And last night I saw a naked cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
She was mumblin to some howlin' wolf
about some voodoo healin'. (Spoken: Mmm Baby.)
 
She likes to shoot her gun,
Shootin' at the target of love.
She likes to load her chamber,
Hot and tight like a black leather glove.
She's a little freak, but she'll take you in.
You might be sittin' at the end of a firing pin.
Gun love, gun love, gun love,
She's a real gun lover,
Gun love, gun love, gun love,
She's a real gun lover tonight.

She's so particular, she likes a Smith and Wesson or Colt.
But she'll give you some lovin' as long as she's cockin' the bolt.
Better hold on when she's up to her tricks
Playin' Russian Roulette but she'll load all six.
Gun love, gun love, gun love,
She's a real gun lover,
Gun love, (gun love) gun love, (gun love) gun love,
She's a real gun lover tonight.

She likes the punch deep down in her pistolero.
Running with the wild bunch, makin' like a Robert Dinero.
She's kinda shy but make no mistake,
She'll shoot you full of love till your love bone aches.
Gun love, gun love, gun love,
She's a real gun lover,
Gun love, (gun love) gun love, gun love,
She's a real gun lover tonight.
She's a real gun lover.
She's a real gun lover tonight.
 
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