Night in the Ruts
Album - 1 novembre 1979 - Debaser id 14968

Nineteen seventy-one
We all heard the starter gun
New York is such a pity
But at Max's Kansas City we won

We all shot the shit in the bar
With Johnny O'Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
He's surely gonna make us a star
I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are

But with all his style
I could see in his eyes
That we is goin' on trial
And it was no surprise

The boys kept kickin' ass
As usual time would tell
But some bitch in the choir
Threw water on the fires of hell
She loved to shove and tell
Lord, she loved to tell

But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
And it was no surprise
No surprise
No surprise
No surprise

Midnight lady
Situation fetal
Vaccinate yo ass with yo phonograph needle

I say lookit here
A friend of mine
Scratch like you need calomine
Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'
Still in love and puerto rican too

Ridin' on the wheels of hell
Smokin' in our axle grease
The backstage is rockin'
And we're copping from the local polica
That's right, the local police
Or the juctice of peace

But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
Baby, it's no surprise
No surprise
No surprise
No surprise

Rock n' roll, junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock, knock knock, knock
Nobody's keepin' score

Bad time go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sazzafraz
Will keep the blues away

Candy store, rock n' roll
Corporation jelly roll
Play the singles, it ain't me
It's programmed with insanity

You ascap, if bmi
Could ever make a mountain fly
If japanese can boil teas
The where the fuck's my royalties

Ooooh on the beach in Cartegena
She salty baby with the name
Oh chiquita
No no chiquita

She takes me walkin' in de sunshine
She she'll be lovin' 'til de moon shine

Love chiquita
Oh love chiquita

She got the poppy eyed desire
Tease 'til the boys put out your fire

Love chiquita
Oh love chiquita... ou ou ou ooouuu

Oh no no now don't you wake me up I'm dreamin'
No no no if you shake me I'll be screamin'

Love chiquita
Oh love chiquita... ou ou ou ou ooooou

I met a babe in a backseat drive-in
Back in the saddle she'd sit
Pulled on the reins just to keep me risin'
She loved to chomp at the bit

Daddy do it ooh just do it
Daddy do it please let me see
Do it please just do it daddy
Do it do it drivin' me crazy

She always walks with her eyes
Down on her bootlace
She lives to give it away
She don't believe in the right time or the wrong place
She's always liable to say

Daddy do it ooh just do it
Daddy do it please let me see
Do it please just do it daddy
Do it do it drivin' me crazy

Cheesecake looser than her sister
Cheesecake uum... her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her
Cheesecake
Got my fingers in her pie
Cheesecake
Cheesecake sneakin' out the back door
Cheesecake rollin' down the lawn
Everybody kissed her cheesecake
Oh at the crack of dawn cheesecake

Daddy do it ooh just do it
Daddy do it please let me see
Daddy do it please just do it daddy
Do it do it do it drivin' me crazy

Cheesecake looser than her sister
Cheesecake uum... her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her
Cheesecake
Got my fingers in her pie
Cheesecake

Cheesecake (8x)

Take a walk in the warm New England sun
Ain't no time to look for clues
You get the point from Uncle Sam's loaded gun
Who be the hand that light the fuse

Take a look, take a look at my old billy goat
He used to raise all kinds of hell
He took a dose of radiation dope
Back in the barn is where he fell, like hell

Ah Lucy, chromosome
Lucy, superdome
What makes you think you patronizin' my old friends
After you ride in my car, car
What you do when your oil's mexican?
OPEC boys you went too far, too far
Ah Lucy, superdome
Lucy, chromosome
Ah Lucy, papadum
Lucy, sing the song
Ahhh, dig it up
Ahhh, live it up
Ahhh, dig it up
Ahhh, live it up
Look out

Flatbush boy cruisin' sheepshead bay
His boardwalk mama just a sniff away
Underground DMT ridin' thunder train
The coney island whitefish boy is on the run again

Ooh, runnin' with the pack
Ooh, and never lookin' back
Ooh, and knows just where he's been
That coney island whitefish boy's been there and back again

Sixteen years with his boardwalk queen
And at steeplechase she used to wet his dreams
She combs her hair, that flaming jewel, streaked with clorox bleach
Coney gettin' down and dirty, snortin' up the beach
She'd be screamin' coney
She'd be dreamin' coney
Go get 'em coney

Coney
Bone to bone screamin' coney
She'd be screamin' coney
Get back in town
Get back, get down
Get back, get down
Get back in town
Coney
She'd be screamin' coney
Best believin' coney
She stood up and walked away

When will the clouds all blow it away?
When will the good people have their say?
Now I hope you're still around to see the day

Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it

Who can tell what is up or down?
A-who can be the king or be the clown?
Then climb your tree, take a look around

Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it

Circles of life, infinite plane
That which is now will be again
Who can decide who is insane?

Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it

Hush-a-bye my baby soft and new
ooh her loveliness, gypsy dance in the rain
Hush-a-bye my baby what you do
ooh, the baby cries, the wind she's a-callin' your name

Mia

Where you came from you ain't alone
Live and loved from the old jaw bone
Ahh don't you cry, you're home sweet home

Rock-a-bye sweet lady gypsy blue
Ooh, the nightingale's singin her song in the rain
Hush-a-bye sweet lady soft and new
Ooh don't you cry, the wind she's a-screamin' your name

Mia

Come too soon that sunny day
You give your heart away
No divorcee, no repouise