Cover di What Do You Want From Live

What Do You Want From Live
Album - 1994 - Debaser id 831040

di The Tubes

Oooo baby,
Move closer to me
I've had all that I can stand
Take hold of me with your hands

Oh baby,
You give me the chills
Whisper low in my ear
Let knows how it feels
just to know you are near

Your body gives me a thrill
as it leans against mine
I love how it feels
with your jeans against mine

The smell of burning leather
as we hold each other tight
As our rivets rub together
flashing sparks into the night
At this moment of surrender darling
if you really care
Don't touch me there

Unzip that jacket
That leather smells so sweet
Put your chest against mine
Feel my heart beat

I love the way your belt fits
The way it hangs so low
So low on your hips my darling
I want you so

I love your sweet, sweet lips
I love your salty taste
I love your finger tips
When I reach for your waist?! Uh-huh...

The smell of burning leather
as we hold each other tight
As our rivets rub together
flashing sparks into the night
At this moment of surrender darling
if you really care
Don't touch me there

I will give my love forever
if you promise me you'll
never never never touch me there
Don't touch me there

Don't touch me there
Please don't
Don't touch me there
Oh no not there
Don't touch me there
Anywhere but there
Don't touch me there
Never--don't ever
Don't touch me there
Do you care?
Don't touch me there
Then don't touch me there
Don't touch me there
Il tuo voto:
Mondo Bondage
I've been tied up so long
There's no escape
I've been strangled
All choked up inside
Swallowed all my pride
Roped and hogtied
Been tied up in knots
That's all I got
Gimme glove shoes
This ain't no way for havin' fun

I could run away to Spain
But I'd just get tied again
I could run off to Jamaica
If this bondage I could breaka

I could run away to Spain
But I'd just get tied again
I could run off to Jamaica
If this bondage I could breaka
Il tuo voto:
Ask her for a dance
I think not
Does she want to talk
I doubt it
Guys and dolls are out trying to score
They smoke and toke and laugh and drink some more

Do they do it or don’t they do it
You’ll find out
Will you take one home with you
When the night is out
Satisfy that urge for fun
Then brush your teeth and grab a taxi home

It’s a drag
It’s a drag
I just found out the other day
It’s a drag

Whole world is smokin’
I can’t stop chokin’
It’s how you do me
My future’s burned to ashes
Love’s gone out of fashion
It’s how you do me

In a cloud of smoke
I see you
Some signals cross the room
As I watch you
Rings and puffs and streams are words I see
In a mentholated dream what can it mean

Do you need a light
I wonder
Do you even smoke
Should I offer
If I were you I’d try to get away
Your life is smoke and the world is my ashtray

It’s a drag
It’s a drag
I need a cigarette
Light up and take a big drag

Whole world is smokin’
I can’t stop chokin’
It’s how you do me
My future’s burned to ashes
Love’s gone out of fashion
It’s how you do me

It’s how you do me
And it goes right through me
When I’m eight miles high
And when you touch down
And when you touch down
If you want to
You can touch me

You can touch me

It’s a drag

‘Cause the whole world is chokin’
I can’t stop smokin’
And it’s how you do me
Your world is smoke
La vie en fumer

The world is chokin’
I can’t stop smokin’
It’s how you do me

Smokin’
Chokin’
It’s how you do me
Il tuo voto:
Was it Jimmy's fault on your first date
you promised Mom you wouldn't be home late
At the drive-in you climbed in the back
Skipped the movies and forgot the snack
Petting heavy didn't bother you
Your eighth grade teacher showed you what to do
Failed your English and Biology
But you learned the facts of life from A to Z

Boy Crazy, from town to town
Boy Crazy, the rumor went around
Boy Crazy, from town to town
Forgot all the names
They're all the same
Forgot all the names

Jimmy told Bobby 'bout your transgressions
And you told the priest in your confession
And he told ya God would get ya someday
But you were to quick, and ya moved on Monday

Another waitress with an I.U.D.
Went to the clinic, where you got it free
There's something missing, but you don't know what
Someone should tell ya, I'd rather not

Boy Crazy, from town to town
Boy Crazy, the rumor went around
Boy Crazy, from town to town
Forgot all the names
They're all the same
Forgot all the names
Il tuo voto:
Trainer/Condello

If there's any doubt in your mind, don't waste your time
'cause when you find what it's all about
When you're feeling locked up inside yourself
and you're trying to find the key to let yourself out
If you get to feeling like you've never felt before
Then you know, without a doubt

If you wonder why your frown sits along on the ground
Just look around at what you've been without
And just because I wear it long it started being wrong
And it's been too long since you opened your mouth
Then you get to wondering why it took so long to find
There's just one thing you can't do without

You better stand up and shout

If you're feeling satisfied don't make it stay inside
It's time you tried to let it all out

Stand up and shout

When your head is feeling light and everything is right
And you don't know what the fight is all about

Stand up and shout

When you get to thinking things you never thought before
Then you'll know, without a doubt

Come on and stand up and shout
Well all right
Stand up and shout
Il tuo voto:
Teenage had a race for the night time
Spent my cash on every high I could find
Wasted time in every school in L.A.
Getting loose, I didn't care what the kids say

We're white punks on dope
Mom & Dad moved to Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
Can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
White punks on dope

Other dudes are living in the ghetto
But born in Pacific Heights don't seem much betto

We're white punks on dope
Mom & Dad live in Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
I can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
White punks on dope

I go crazy 'cause my folks are so fucking rich
Have to score when I get that rich white punk itch
Sounds real classy, living in a chateau
So lonely, all the other kids will never know

We're white punks on dope
Mom & Dad live in Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
Can't clean up, though I know I should
White punks on dope
White punks on dope
Il tuo voto:
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