Southern Women
(g.& d. rossington, j. van zant, e. king)
Im the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutantes to honky-tonk queens
Ive tasted every brand all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Its a well known fact across the dixie line
And if a man dont agree I can tell you hes blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you aint gettin no rest
(chorus)
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Im talkin bout theyll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side
Take you places that youve never been make a man come back again
Talk about mamas southern belle little girl learned her lesson well
Aint no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
(repeat chorus)
They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a southern style
Little girl learned her lesson well aint no others can cast a spell
Like the sweet southern women them southern girls
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Your Southern Can Is Mine
Lookie here momma let me explain ya this
If ya wanna get crooked ill even give ya my fist
Ya might read from revelation back to genesis
Ya keep forgetten your southern can belongs to me
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
Soon as i get out, hit the ground
Your southern can is worth a thousand, half a pound
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, talkin about it
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north
Understand ya cant rule me and be my boss
Take it from the east and hide in the west
But when i get ya momma your canll see no rest
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im screamin
Your southern can belongs to me
Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand
When i hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence
When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
Now look here woman, dont get hot
Im gettin me a brick outta my backyard
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im takin about it
Your southern can belongs to me
Well if i catch you momma down in the heart of town
Im gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
You maybe get bed sick, cause youre graveyard bound
Im gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im screamin
Your southern can belongs to me
song performed by by White Stripes
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Trampled Under Foot
Grease me straight down, good electric
I could lay it on the road, mama, it aint no trick
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, trouble-free transmission, helps your oils flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all
Talkin bout love, huh
Talkin bout love, ooh
Talkin bout
Take that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, I could work all night, leave a big pile of tubes
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout
Automobile club-covered, really built in style
Special is tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Factory air-conditioned, wind begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama, and brand-new tires
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Groovin on the freeway, blazes on the road
]from now on my gasoline is even gonna conk your hair
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
I cant stop talkin about
I cant stop talkin about
Ooh, yeah-yeah, yes, ah, drive on
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yes, Im comin through
Come to me for service every hundred miles
Baby, let me check your valves, fix your overdrive
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, yes, fully automatic, comes in any size
Makes me wonder what I did, before I got synchronized
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, feather-light suspension, coils just couldnt hold
Im so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout lo-oo-oh-ove
Talkin bout
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, I cant stop talkin about love
I cant stop talkin about love
Ooh, let me go in down, go in down, go in down, go in down, go in down, yes
I cant stop talkin about
I cant stop talkin about lo-oh, baby
I cant stop talkin about love, or my baby
I cant stop talkin about love, my baby, uh, my baby, my baby, yeah
Unnh, push, push, push it, push, push
Ounheahhonhouh
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Im A Southern Man
Tony joe white
Send me a pan of corn bread with some turnip greens on the side
And if you really want to mess with my head give me anything southern fried
Give me some faded blue jeans and a pair of old cowboy boots
And Im gonna tell you where I come from tell you somethin about my roots
Im a southern man, Im a southern man,
Im a southern man, (spoken) Im a southern man
Send me a woman to love me with a lot of meat on her bones
Theres something about a big lady I just cant leave em alone
Id like to take her down to the river go skinny dippin in the night
Aint nothin like being with my lady and makin love in the pale moon light
Cause Im a southern man, a hah ah Im a southern man, Im a southern
Man, southern man, Im a southern man
Give me that soulful music it sure makes me feel so nice
So I can do the alligator and get it on every saturday night
Give me that southern comfort, give me annie greensprings wine
Take me on down to the bayou and Ill sure have a real good time
Im a southern man repeated many times to end
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Wild Eyed Southern Boys
Its a hot night at the juke joint
And the bands pumpin rhythm and blues
Gonna spill a little rock and roll blood tonight
Gonna make some front page news
And the ladies hate the violence
Still they never seem to look away
Cause they love those
Wild eyed southern boys
Wild eyed boys
Wild eyed southern boys
Its a southern point of honor
You got a get right in on the action
You can hear the outlaws holler
Fight for the lady in black
And she's just one in a million
But she's all I need tonight
Cause she loves those
Wild eyed southern boys
Wild eyed boys
Wild eyed southern boys
Wild eyed boys
Oohhh yeah
Wild eyed boys
A man of wealth and power
Is out on the dance hall floor
He got a champagne Eldorado parked outside the door
And he's looking for a honky tonk angel
But he don't stand a chance in hell
Cause he ain't no wild eyed southern boy
Wild eyed boy
Wild eyed southern boy
Wild eyed
Wild eyed southern boy
Wild eyed southern boys
Wild eyed boy
Wild eyed southern boy
Wild eyed boy
Wild eyed boy
Wild eyed southern boys
Wild eyed boys
song performed by by 38 Special
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My Girl
Written by ronald a. white and william robinson, jr.
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
And when its cold outside girl Ive got the month of may
Oh I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, talkin bout my girl, my girl
Ive got so much honey the bees envy me
Ive got a sweeter song baby than the birds in the trees
Well I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, talkin bout my girl, my girl
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I dont need no money, fortune, or fame
Ive got all the riches baby oneman can claim
Well I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, my girl, my girl, talkin bout my girl
My girl, talkin bout my girl
On a cloudy day with my girl
Ive even got the month of may with my girl
Talkin bout, talkin bout my girl
Talkin bout my girl
song performed by by Alabama
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Southern Comfort
(eric carmen)
Recorded by the quick
Epic 10516 / 1969
Northern lovins mean, so cold and weary
You know, I got to go down south to get love right
And the way they love down south
You know it makes my blood run hot
I need some southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Well Ive had my fill of gold I trade for women
Now I need some southern hospitality
And the way they love down south,
You know it makes my blood run hot
I need some southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
So if you wanna keep me satisfied
You gotta give me some southern comfort tonight
Well Ive had my fill of gold I trade for women
No, I need some southern hospitality
And the way they love down south,
You know it makes my blood run hot
I need some southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
And the way they love down south,
You know it makes my blood run hot
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
Some southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
(oh, you know I want it baby)
Gimme some of your southern comfort, hey, hey, hey
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Aint Talkin bout Love
I heard the news baby, all about your disease
Yeah you may have all you want, baby, but I got somethin you need
Oh yeah, aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, yeah before
You know youre semi-good lookin, and on the streets again
Oh yeah you think youre really cookin baby, you better find yourself a friend
My friend, aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before, uh before, before
Aint talkin bout love
Babe its rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before
I been to the edge, an there I stood an looked down
You know I lost a lot of friends there baby, I got no time to mess around
Mmmm, so if you want it got to bleed for it baby
Yeah, got to got to bleed baby
Mmmm, you got to got to bleed baby
Hey, got to got to bleed baby
Aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, before, before
Aint talkin bout love
Dont wanna talk about love
Dont need to talk about love
Aint gonna talk about love, no more, no more, ah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
[repeat til outro]
song performed by by Van Halen
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Southern Gul
Hmm...
Yeah, show you right
Come on
Shing a ling shing, shing a ling shong
Shing a ling shing, shing a ling shong
Shing a ling shing, shing a ling shong
Twing twing dign ding dong
I'm from the South
I'm a Southern Girl
Home of the burning church
Don't know much about the world
Home of the pocket stones
Home of the booty songs
Home of the fingerwave that lasts
All night long
Home of the On & On
Home of the dominoes
Home of the two piece and a pepper
Home of the teeth is gold
Home of the Never Miss
Home of the platinum hits
I'm a Southern Girl
(Southern Girl)
Countryfied
Everything I eat is fried
Got a Southern drawl
I'm so country, y'all
Well that's way down South
Yeah it's way down low
Check my Southern-fried style
And my Southern flow
(Southern Girl)
Countryfied
I like my Tofu fried
Got about a hundred friends
That ain't caught on the trends
Don't know about the Internet
Don't know about the radio
Don't know about the television
All I know is 'bout my flow
My kin folks snet me out
To make money for the house
Hooked up with my boy, Rahzel
I sure hope the record sell
(Southern Girl)
Southern Girl, and I'll rock your world
Fly as a bumble bee (Buzz)
Can't nobody f*** with me
I'm a Southern Girl
From way down South
Got a dirty way
'Cause I got a dirty mouth, dirty South
(Southern Girl)
Twing da ling, dang da dang, tiki tiki
(Southern Girl)
Twing da ding ding da dong
Sounding like a
(Southern Girl)
Twing a ding ding a ding ding ding
(Southern Girl)
Ding a ding ding a dong
Big D, Lil' A, Double L.A.
Big D, Lil' A, Double L.A.
Big D, Lil' A, Double L.A.S
Mmm...mmm...mmm...
Dey ding a ding ding ding ding
Ding a ding ding ding
Ding a ding ding ding
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Watcha Talkin' Bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout (oh oh)
Whatchu talkin' bout (oh oh)
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout (what what what)
Whatchu talkin' bout
Whatchu talkin' bout
I remember talking to you constantly
Cos we were cool like that
Playing silly games with you
song performed by by Victoria Beckham from Victoria Beckham
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My Girl
Ive got sunshine
On a cloudy day.
When its cold outside,
Ive got the month of may.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me.
Ive got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Ooooh, hoooo.
Hey, hey, hey. hey, hey, hey.
I dont need no money,
Fortune or fame.
Ive got all the riches, baby,
One man can claim.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Talkin bout my girl.
Ive got sushine on cloudy day
With my girl.
Ive even got the month of may
With my girl.
Talkin bout, talkin bout my girl . . .
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Southern Belle
Killing a southern belle is all you know how to do
That and give other people hell
Its what they expect from you too
But I wouldnt have you how you want
I dont wanna walk around
I dont even want to breathe
I live in a southern town
Where all you can do is grit yr teeth
But I wouldnt have you how you want
How come youre not ashamed of what you are?
And sorry that youre the one she got?
Aint nobody talking now
Nobody nothings said
No ones about to shout
Nobodys seen red
But I wouldnt have you how you want
Youre killing a southern belle
Killing a southern belle
Killing a southern belle
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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My Girl
Bryan:
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
When its cold outside
Ive got the month of May
Bryan (All):
I guess youd say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
(My girl)
Shane:
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me
Ive got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
Shane (All):
Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
My girl
Ooh
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooh yeah
Mark:
I dont need no money
Fortune or fame
Ive got all the riches baby
One man can claim
Mark (All):
Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl, ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
My Girl
Talkin bout my girl
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
With my girl,
I even got the month of May
My girl
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
My girl
Talkin bout my girl
song performed by by Westlife
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Southern Girls
I been north, I been east, to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And you southern girls got a way with your words and you show it
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and I know, waste no time gettin so close to you
And you remember the way to find out that I wanted to thank you
Ooh baby needs some brand new shoes
You get out on the street, you got nothing to lose
I feel your crazy and everyone says it
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Ive been up, Ive been down
Ive been weak, Ive been strong
But Ive never met someone like you
And youll never know that if I found you Id thank you
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and I know, waste no time gettin so close to you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words and you show it
Chorus
You might think this boy he loves you, southern girl
You make it hard, oh so hard
I been north, I been east, to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And you southern girls got a way with your words and you show it
Chorus
song performed by by Everclear
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Rain Song
TRAMPLED UNDER FOOT
Led Zeppelin
Jimmy Page Robert Plant John Paul Jones
Greasy slicked down body,
Groovy leather trim.
I like the way ya hold the road.
Mama, it ain't no sin
Talkin' 'bout love.
I'm talkin' about love.
I'm talkin' 'bout.
Ooh, trouble-free transmission
Helps your oil's flow.
Mama, let me pump your gas,
Mama, let me do it all.
I'm talkin' 'bout love, ah.
Talkin' 'bout love, ooh.
Talkin' 'bout.
Check that heavy metal
Underneath your hood.
Baby, I can work all night,
Believe I got the perfect tools.
Talkin' 'bout love.
Talkin' about love.
Talkin' 'bout.
Automobile with cover,
Really built with style.
Special is tradition.
Mama, let me feast my eyes.
Talkin' 'bout love.
Talkin' about love.
Talkin' 'bout.
Factory air-conditioned,
Heat begins to rise.
Guaranteed to run for hours.
Mama, your the perfect size.
Talkin' 'bout love.
I'm talkin' about love.
Talkin' about.
Groovin' on the freeway,
Gauges all are red.
Gun down on my gasoline,
Believe I'm gonna crack your head.
Talkin' 'bout love.
Talkin' 'bout love.
I'm talkin' 'bout.
I can't stop talkin' about.
I can't stop talkin' about.
Oooh yeah~yes-ah
Drive on!
Oooh yeah~yeah~yeah~yeah~yes
I'm comin' through.
Come to me for service
Every hundred miles.
Baby, let me check your points,
Fix your overdrive.
Talkin' 'bout love.
I'm talkin' about love.
I'm talkin' about.
Ooh yes, fully automa
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Little Johnny Hooker
Oh, Im gonna tell you a story bout a little boy.
Oh, a sad little boy.
Im talkin bout little johnny hooker.
Little johnny hooker was a sissy on the street all his life --
All his natural born life.
Until his daddy took him aside and said,
Son, now heres your switchblade knife boy.
He said get out in the street boy,
Cut yourself some meat boy.
Get out on your own side of the road,
And lighten my load.
Johnny made a mistake and took his knife down to school one day.
Hey, yeah, yeah.
And, when the bell rang for lunch.
Freddie miller went and got in johnnys way boy.
He took his knife from his pocket, pushed a button on the side.
When he seen the queen steel,
You ought to seen the light in freddys eyes.
Oh, yeah ...
Little johnny hooker learned his lesson from the knife now you see,
(yes he did.)
Because for what he done to fred he spent some time in a penitentiary.
It was a day in the courtroom, exhibit letter a.
When the jury seen the knife they put little johnnys ass away.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Oh, little johnny boy.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Oh, little johnny boy.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
He was a young boy,
Hes thinkin the rest of his life,
For what he done with the knife.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Jooohhhnnny.
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Talkin bout Love
You got lines guaranteed to please
You got stories you got boyfriends to tease
Money to burn
You got everythin you need
Clever girl, never girl
Talkin bout love
Rio de janeiro on your daddys card
Party invitations you dont find it hard
Lovers to burn
Matches in your book
Cruiser girl, user girl
Talkin bout love, talkin bout love
Talkin bout you and me
Talkin bout love, talkin bout love
Thats what you get
When your hearts on fire for me
Thats what you get
When your loves for hire
Penthouse suite
Dance and never stop
Whats the matter
Dont cha wanna be on top
Nothin to learn
Everythin to lose
Lover girl, cover girl.
(mccafferty, cleminson, charlton, agnew, sweet, baxter)
(copyright nazsongs ltd.)
All rights reserved.
Lyrics used by permission only.reproduction prohibited.
Copyright 1980 a&m records, inc.
song performed by by Nazareth
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Southern Accents
Theres a southern accent, where I come from
The younguns call it country
The yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin
But everything is done, with a southern accent
Where I come from
Now that drunk tank in atlantas
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work orlando
If them orange groves dont freeze
I got my own way of workin
But everything is run, with a southern accent
Where I come from
For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me
Theres a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin
But everyones begun
With a sou thern accent
Where I come from
I got my own way of livin
But everything gets done
With a southern accent
Where I come from
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Southern Woman
Written by james young, raymond brandle
Lead vocals by james young
First met you in a southern town
On a warm november day
You made me smoke like a whirlwind
I knew we had nothing to say
Love me but dont try and make me stay
Southern woman
Take my soul but dont you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but dont you tell my wife
[guitar solo]
Once again in the early spring
I touched your ravens crown
Your wild eyed stories of rare delight
Like to knock me down
Its getting so damn hard to put you down
Southern woman
Take my soul but dont you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but dont you tell my wife
[instrumental solos]
Southern woman
Take my soul but dont you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but dont you tell my wife
Southern woman
Take my soul but dont you take my life
Southern woman
Make me feel good but dont you tell my wife
Southern woman
Yeah
song performed by by Styx
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Southern Girls
Words and music by rick nielsen and tom petersson
Ive been north,
Ive been east to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and Ill know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
And youll never run way
When you find out why I wanted to find you
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Ive been up Ive been down
Ive been weak Ive been strong
But I never met someone like you
And youll never run away
When you find why I wanted to find you
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and Ill know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
All you southern girls
Got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
You think this boy, he loves you
Southern girls
You make it hard oh, so hard
Ive been north, Ive been east to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls
Southern girls
Southern girls
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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I'm Just Talkin' 'Bout Tonight
Well, I'm not talkin bout locking down forever, baby.
That would be too demanding.
I'm just talkin bout two lonely people
who might reach a little understanding.
I'm not talkin bout knocking out heaven
with whether we're wrong or we're right.
I'm not talkin bout hooking up and hanging out.
I'm just talkin bout tonight.
You were sitting on your bar stool
talking to some fool who
didn't have a clue.
I guess he couldn't see
you were looking right at me
cause I was looking at you too.
Then it's "do you wanna dance",
"have we ever met"
You said "hold your horses boy
I ain't that easy to get"
Well, I'm not talkin bout locking down forever, baby.
That would be too demanding.
I'm just talkin bout two lonely people
who might reach a little understanding.
I'm not talkin bout knocking out heaven
with whether we're wrong or we're right.
I'm not talkin bout hooking up and hanging out.
I'm just talkin bout tonight.
She said "I only take it slow.
By now you oughta know
that I ain't digging this.
If we can start as friends
the weekend just might end
with a little kiss."
She said "I'm a lady looking
for a man in my life
who will make a good husband.
I'll make a good wife."
Heeheeeasy now.
Well, I'm not talkin bout locking down forever, baby.
That would be too demanding.
I'm just talkin bout two lonely people
who might reach a little understanding.
I'm not talkin bout knocking out heaven
with whether we're wrong or we're right.
See, I'm not talkin bout hooking up and hanging out.
I'm just talkin bout tonight.
Yeah, I'm just talkin bout a little bit later tonight.
song performed by by Toby Keith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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