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Blue lightning |
Bolt of lightning from a blue sky
Never seen it coming
Like a lightning from a clear sky
Blue lightning
Like a snake hiding in the grass
Don't wanna taste his poison
Like a lightning from a blue sky
Blue lightning
Like a lightning from a blue sky
Never seen it coming
Bolt of lightning from a clear sky
Blue lightning
Like a snake hiding in the grass
Don't wanna taste his poison
Like a lightning from a clear sky
Blue lightning
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Foxey lady |
Jimi Hendrix's song |
You know you're a cute little heart breaker
Foxy
And you know you're a sweet little love-maker yeah
I wanna take you home
I won't do you no harm, no
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
Look so good
I see you down on the scene
Foxy
You make me wanna stand up and scream
Foxy
I've made up my mind
I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
Here I come
Comin' to get ya
I'm gonna take you home
I won't do you no harm, no
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
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Demon's eye |
Deep Purple's song |
I don't mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, never heard you anyway.
I don't care what you do
just so long as it ain't me and you.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.
Everything's good, I said, everything's fine.
You don't know, don't know it's the end of your time.
How does it feel to be turned away?
I've known it, baby, almost every day.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.
I don't need you anymore,
I don't want you, baby, hanging round my door.
You slip and slide round my brain.
You think you're so clever, yeah, but you know you're insane.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.
I d-d-don't mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, I never heard you anyway, no I didn't.
Everything's good, everything's fine.
You don't know it's the end of your time.
Sly, sly, sly like the demon's eye,
like the demon's eye.
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Blue Jean blues |
ZZ Top's song |
I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean
I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline
Ran into my baby
If I ever get back my blue jean
Oh Lord, how happy could one man be
Oh
If I ever get back my blue jean
Oh Lord, how happy could one man be
Cause I know
When I get back my blue jean
My baby, she be bringin' 'em back home to me
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Purple haze |
Jimi Hendrix's song |
Purple haze is in my brain,
Lately nothing seems the same,
Actin' funny but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky.
Purple haze is all around,
Don't know if I am up or down.
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me.
Help me
Help me
Help me
Purple haze is in my brain,
Lately nothing seems the same,
Actin' funny but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky.
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While my guitar gently weeps |
The Beatles's song |
I look at you all
See the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor
And I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I look at the world
And I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake
We must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
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Sun's up top's down |
Turn the key, get in gear, drop the clutch and go, yeah
Turn the wheel, cruising down on the Boulevard
'Cause, the sun is up and the top is down on my car, hey
Like I told you once before
Turn the key, get in gear, drop the clutch and go
Drop the clutch and go
Turn the wheel, cruising down on the Boulevard
As I was telling you baby
The sun is up and the top is down on my car, that's right
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Paint it black |
the Rolling Stones's song |
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
I see the girls walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
No more will my green sea turn in a deeper blue
I can not foresee this thing happening to you
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
I see people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
See people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors in my life, you better turn 'em black
No more will my green sea turn in a deeper blue
I can not foresee this thing happening to you
See people walking by, dressed in their summer clothes
I see them strolling by, my happiness just goes
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Smoke on the water |
Deep Purple's song |
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
Never records with a mobile
Yeah we didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
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Forever man |
Eric Clapton's song |
How many times must I say I love you
Before you finally understand?
Won't you be my forever woman?
I'll try to be your forever man
How many times when I try and tell you
How many bridges I've got to cross?
How many [?] to myself
Before I talk to the boss
How many times must I say I love you
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Little miss lover |
Jimi Hendrix's song |
Little Miss Lover, where have you
been in this world for so long
Well I love a lover who feels
like you, would you like to tag along
Well I really don't need any help little girl
But I think you can help me out anyway
Aaah, sock it to me
Would you believe, baby, I've been lookin'
for a Sue that feels like you for some time
Excuse me while I see if the Gypsy in me
is right if you don't mind
Well he signals me okay so I think it's
safe to say that I'm gonna make a play
Aaaah yea
Hey! Little Miss Lover
Well there's so much you and me can discover
Hey! Little Miss Lover
Hey! Little Miss Lover
Hey! Little Miss Lover...
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Jumping Jack flash |
The Rolling Stones's song |
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at the morning driving rain
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right. I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled , yeah yeah
I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I was crowned with a spike right through my head
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
Jumping Jack Flash, its a gas
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