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(1973)
1. Big Apple Dreamin' (Hippo)We're so young and prettyWe're so young and cleanSo many thingsThat we have never seen...from OhioSell this damn old storeBig Apple dreaminOn a wooden floor*SkyscrapersAnd subways and stationsStarin' upAt the United Nations**New York is waitingFor you and me, babyWaiting to swallow us downNew York, we're comingTo see what you're made ofAre you as great as you soundHeard about them massagesAnd all those dirty showsWell, I read somewhereSome places never closeWhile we waste time on yokelsComin' through the doorBig Apple dreamin'On a wooden floor(* **)***New York is waitingFor you and me, babyWaiting to swallow us downNew York, we're comingTo see what you're made ofAre you as tough as you sound(***)Yeah, New York is waitin', babyWaitin' to swallow us downNew York, we're comingTo see what you're made ofCan't be as tough as you sound(**)Oh, New YorkOh New York, we're comin'Oh we're comin'To see what you're made ofOh can't be as good as you soundMe and my baby, we're comin'Oh we're comin'They're waitin' for you and me, baby...2. Never Been Sold BeforeYou ask me, babyCan you work tonightI've been up, babeSince broad daylight*I just can't believeThat you're sellin' meYou never sold me beforeI just can't recallYou're like a whoreOh yeah, I'm bad tonightYou really like my styleIf you want meCan't even buy my smile(*)Now I find come aroundJust to lay this money on you, babeI'm sick of tradin' tricks and dicksAnd I'm, I'm really sick of youOh I -**Never been sold beforeAnd I'll never be hurt againNo, I never been sold beforeAnd I'll never be hurt againI just can't believeThat you're sellin' meYou never sold me beforeI just can't recallYou little whore, no no no no noNever been sold beforeAnd I'll never be hurt againNo, I never been sold beforeAnd I'll never be hurt again(**)3. Heard Hearted AliceNights coast to coastWork hard as a ghostWhen you live in a countdownTime is free as a jailbirdAt least that's what I've heardaWhen you live in a...Love comes cheap at a swap meetIt all comes so dirt cheapWhen you live in a bedroomLove that's deep as a leverBut that ain't a measureWhen you live in a castleMind gets scrambled like eggsGets bruised and erasedWhen you live in a brainstormNoise seems logically rightRinging in the night*Hard hearted AliceIs what we wanna beHard hearted AliceIs waht you want to see(*)4. Crazy Little ChildCrazy little childNever got to seeAll the pretty things in lifeAhd him put awayAnd nothing they could sayCould ever make the pieces fitOh well, daddy-o was richMama was a bitchLiving wasn't easy in betweenBehind the silent screenJackson in his teensWas planning his escape*He was a crazy little childHe rooled inside the playgroundAnd grimy facedHe watched the others cryWinos were his friendsAnd when he talked to themThey said, "Jackson, boyThey'll get you by and by"Depression set inDesperate, cool and quickJackson learned the ropesOut on the streetLittle candy storesJust pickin' locks and doorsJust practiceFor a two bit future thiefSo Jackson went to RitzAnd everyone was hipRitz ran all the rackersThere in town5. Teenage Lament '74What a drag it isThese gold lame jeansIs this the coolest wayTo get through your teensWell, I cut my hairWith a rib teht it was inI looked like a roosterThan was drowned and raised againWhat are you gonna doI tell you waht I'm gonna doWhy don't you get awayI'm gonna leave todayI ran into my roomAnd I fell down on my kneesWell, I thought that fifteenWas gonna be a breezeI picked up my guitarTo blast away the cloudsBut somebody in the next room yield"You gotta turn that damn thing down!"What are you gonna doI tell you waht I'm gonna doWhy don't you get awayWell, I'm gonna cry all dayAnd I know troubleIs brewin' out thereBut I can hardly careThey fight all nightAbout his private secretaryLipstick stain, blond hairWhat are you gonna doI tell you what I'm gonna doWhy don't you run awayI'm gonna leave todayBut even IDon't know what I'm gonna doDon't know what I'm gonna doWhat are you gonna doI tell you what I'm gonna doWhy don't you run awayWell, I'm gonna leave todayWhat are you gonna doI tell you what I'm gonna doWhy don't you get awayWell, I'd rather cry all dayWhat are you gonna do, gonna do, gonna do...6. Woman MachineShe'll do the work in half the timeNever sick and can't go blindOh woman machineBrain's a tape that fill her headShe knows more now all the deadOh woman machineOh woman machine [repeat]A ehart of steel and skin that's coldCan't wear her out, she can't grow oldOh woman machineShe goes to bed when work is throughShe'll do it all, just change her tubesOh woman machineOh woman machine [repeat]She can't talk back with no play backBut she'll listen to all your woeTrade your old one for a new oneThey just don't make 'emLike they used to, noOh woman machine [repeat]
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