Permanent Vacation
Album - 25 marzo 1987 - Debaser id 11266

somebody better call a doctor, doctor
or wake me up with a shove
I'm gonna knock you off your rocker, rocker
cause I think I'm in love
I tried to get a message to ya
but you walked the other way

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I got a habit and I can't let go
feel the fire burnin slow
you better get it while it's hot now babe
cause I can't let go

don't need no wedding with a shotgun, shotgun
so don't you push me too far
don't try to take me for a fool child, who child
do you think that you are
you really got it coming to ya
it's gonna come as no surprise

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
take it easy, take me slow
you better get it while it's hot now babe
cause I can't let go

you never know what you got
till they take it away
I'm comin ready or not
gonna get you some day

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
feel the fire burnin slow
I got a habit and I'm back for more
your magic touch don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
feel the fire burnin slow
you better get it while it's hot now babe
cause I can't, can't, can't let you go

Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, man
Hot time, get it while it's easy
Don't mind, come on up and see me
Rag doll, baby won't you do me
Like you done before

I'm feelin' like a bad boy
Mmm, just like a bad boy
I'm rippin' up a rag doll
Like throwing away an old toy

Some babe's talkin' real loud
Talkin' all about the new crowd
Try and sell me on an old dream
A new version of the old scene

Speak easy on the grapevine
Keep shufflin' in the shoe shine
Old Tin Lizzie, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, man
Hot time, get it while it's easy
Don't mind, come on up and see me
Rag doll, baby won't you do me
Like you done before

Yes I'm movin', yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine

Yes I'm movin', yes I'm movin'
Old Tin Lizzie, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, man
Hot time, get it while it's easy
Don't mind, come on up and see me
Rag doll, baby won't you do me
Baby won't you do me
Baby won't you do me
Like you done before

Yes I'm movin', yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Get crazy on the moonshine

Yes I'm movin', I'm really movin'
Sloe gin fizzy, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all you got until you're put out of your misery

Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, man
Hot time, get it while it's easy
Don't mind, come on up and see me
Rag doll, baby won't you do me
Like you done before

Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, man
Hot time, get it while it's easy
Don't mind, come on up and see me
Rag doll, baby won't you do me
Like you done before

walkin the live of a razor's edge
take it as far as she goes
slice of the sky on a silver wedge
higher and higher we go

ooo simoriah
ooo simoriah

ladies in black put a spell on me
feels like my head is going round and round
round and upside down
ladies in white ain't my cup of tea
so be it, I need it, long legs, big eyes
she drives me crazy

ooo simoriah
ooo simoriah

countin the eyes of the dragonfly
callin on dreams from within
she knows the way and she makes me high
so be it I need it
long hair, blue eyes
she drives me crazy

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

Cruised into a bar on the shore
Her picture graced the grime on the door
She a long lost love at first bite
Baby maybe you're wrong, but you know it's alright
That's right

Backstage we're having the time
Of our lives until somebody say
Forgive me if I seem out of line
Then she whipped out her gun and tried to blow me away

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

So never judge a book by its cover
Or who you're gonna love by your lover
Love put me wise to her love in disguise
She had the body of a Venus, Lord imagine my surprise

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

(Baby let me follow you down) Let me take a peek dear
(Baby let me follow you down) Do me, do me, do me all night
(Baby let me follow you down) Turn the other cheek dear
(Baby let me follow you down) Do me, do me, do me, do me

Ooh what a funky lady
She like it, like it, like it, like that
Ooh he was a lady

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady
Dude looks like a lady

Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady
Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady

John was bad he gave it everything he had
John he prayed for all the people ever made
John was cool he never did no afterschool

late at night when he praised the lord
he laid his hand down upon the sword

lay down upon the sword
lay down upon the sword
lay down upon the sword
lay down your bloody sword

John St. John be cool
tell the people they'll follow you
John St. John be cool
tell the people they'll follow you

late at night when he praised the lord
he lay his hands down upon the bloody sword
laid down upon the sword, down, down upon the sword
laid down upon the sword, getting down upon the sword
laid down upon the sword, laid it down upon the sword
laid down upon the sword, "late night tv roared"

Me and my old lady sittin' in the shade
Talkin' about the money that I ain't made
Singin' whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track

And if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses stood
Singin' whoa boy dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track

Drank so much hooch it made my eyes be gettin' blurry
They say I nailed her to the wall
A stitch in time don't mean a thing
No hangman jury could make me crawl
'Cause I'm a poor boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Whoa boy, dontcha lie on the track

Whatcha do with a gun that's loaded
Shot her dead and her heart exploded
Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry
Like lying to the hangman jury

I swear I didn't know that .45 was loaded
In fact my memory ain't too clear
That's not to say she didn't get what she deserved
'Least that's the way it looked from here boy, when you lie on the track-a-lack-a
Here boy, when you lie on the track-a-lack-a
Here boy, when you lie on the track

Ohh, her love came tumblin' down, yeah
Ohh, when love come tumblin' down
Ohh, (Let's get outta here) When love come tumblin'

And every night she'd take her thing into the city
And in the mornin' make me beg
'Cause if I'd taken all her real nitty gritty
I'd smack her right upside the head boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track

Ohh, when love come tumblin' down
Ohh, when love come tumblin' down
Ohh, when love come tumblin'

Poor boy sweatin' in the hot summer night
Hangman waitin' for the early morning light
Singin' hey boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track

And if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses done stood
Singin' hey boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track-a-lack-a
Hey boy, dontcha lie on the track

I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you
I want your love, let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough, I'll put away my pride
Enough's enough, I've suffered and I've seen the light

Baby
You're my angel, come and save me tonight
You're my angel, come and make it all right

Don't know what I'm gonna do about this feeling inside
Yes it's true, loneliness took me for a ride
Without your love, I'm nothin' but a beggar
Without your love, a dog without a bone
What can I do, I'm sleepin' in this bed alone

Baby
You're my angel, come and save me tonight
You're my angel, come and make it all right
Come and save me tonight

You're the reason I live
You're the reason I die
You're the reason I give when I break down and cry
Don't need no reason why

Baby, baby, baby
You're my angel, come and save me tonight
You're my angel, come and make it all right

You're my angel, come and save me tonight
You're my angel, come and make it all right
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight
Come and save me tonight

I got a letter from a friend the other morning
He say it's hot down by Montego Bay
I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning
Yeah yeah, I got to get away

I got to take myself a permanent vacation
The sky's the limit but my plane won't fly
My nose is clean and Lordy don't need no sedation
Yeah yeah, and that's the reason why

I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun it never shines
I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I got to get away

I got a sister, man she really got a pinhead
She think she kinky but she can't get straight
She say she livin' but I kinda think she's brain dead
Just excess baggage on a late night freight, yeah

I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun it never shines
I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I got to get away

I gotta take me on a permanent vacation
The girls be cummin' down in Cayman Brac
I gotta hand it to a firm situation
Yeah yeah, I got to cut me some slack

I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun it never shines
I really need it, really really really really really really really really really

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