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1. My Thing Is You 2. Mr. Vee 3. She Don't Need No Diamonds 4. The E Flat Special 5. I Think She's Just Using Me For Sex 6. Like That |
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7. Judas Star 8. Love Strut 9. The Jimmy Jump 10. The Continental 11. You Ask For A Little 12. Back From This Daydream |
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13. Cajun Chopsticks 14. That's My Ex-Wife 15. Steel Workin' Man 16. Broken Doll |
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| My Thing Is You | Judas Star |
Cajun Chopsticks |
| (Pat O'Brien) | (Pat O'Brien) |
(Instrumental) |
| You see that star? It shines so bright | ||
| First time I saw you, baby, I said | You can pick it out most any night | |
| hold the door! | One night I saw that star high above |
(Pat O'Brien) |
| You know, I got to have some of that | and I wished upon that star a special love |
Well you got this woman, you telling |
| til you can't take it no more! | me she's so fine | |
| Now, back then I said I've got references, | But you see, it was a Judas Star | Well you got this woman, you keep |
| and you know that they're true | It took my wish and it broke my heart | telling me she so fine |
| You call that number right there, | If you make a wish on a Judas Star | Seems like you can't get this woman |
| that's the governor's wife- | It'll back stab you and leave you scarred | out of your mind |
| She'll tell you what I can do! | ||
| I used to tell my friends when I played | Telling me she's just as sweet as | |
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Lawd - I couldn't say it if it wasn't true |
cards, oh, I'd always lose, I'd laugh; | she can be, you keep telling me |
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Everybody got a thing they do in life |
I'd say, "But I'm lucky at love large" | she's just as sweet as she could be |
| and baby, my thing is you |
Sounds like maybe this woman's |
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| Well, things were good - at least I |
just all you need |
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| Now, baby, I ain't no Casanova | thought they were until that star | |
| I don't need no 5, 6 women on the side | started its dirty work | Telling me this woman really mess |
| and those references I got | up your mind, keep telling me this | |
| Well, you just use those as a guide | 'Cause you see. . . | woman really mess up your mind |
| 'Cause when we makin' that love, now | I think I got to meet this girl - | |
| and you feeling so good - | Love Strut | sounds like she divine |
| You know, baby, there ain't no one | (Instrumental) | |
| can do you like I do - | Going to meet her tonight - | |
| You know that it's true! | The Jimmy Jump | you're telling me she's so nice |
| (Pat O'Brien/Jimmy Volpe) | I'm going to meet her tonight - | |
| Everybody got a thing they do in life |
Well me and my baby went out |
you keep telling me, |
| and baby, my thing is you! |
Saturday night |
"Oh man, she's so nice!" |
| She looked so good, she was | Ooooo, I wouldn't do that, man - | |
| Mr. Vee | looking outta sight |
 that's
my ex-wife!
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| (Instrumental) | It was time to wail, yeah, time to sail | |
| Jumped in my Chevy like a bat out of hell | Steel Workin' Man | |
| She Don't Need No Diamonds | (Pat O'Brien) | |
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(Pat O'Brien) |
Movin' on down Route '66 | Always had a job |
| Well, my baby says she don't need no | Hair slicked back, cigarette hanging | Thought I had a plan |
| diamonds, don't need those minks | from my lips | Yeah, I was a union man |
| Calls me her lover man and I'm | Got my leathers on with no time | Sometimes I think my head |
| glad that's what she thinks | to waste - | might just explode |
| She said, "Just take me to the dance | Going to see the boys at our favorite place | Sometimes I think it already did |
| tonight - that'll. . .that'll put me in the pink" | You know, I think I'd sell my soul | |
| Gonna Bee Bop Bop - Dance to the rhythm | if I could just get a bid | |
| So here I am, looking to the left | Swing and sway - it's a given | |
| I'm looking to the right | On the floor - we're jivin' | Just got back from 'Nam, |
| I'm looking all around the place but. . . | Feel the groove - her dress is flyin' | now there ain't no place for |
| but she's nowhere in sight | Gonna Bee Bop Bop and do it | no steel workin' man |
| Looking for my baby | all night long | |
| All I know is she's not here with me | I have these dreams, and I'm | |
| The band was kickin' | back on the hill | |
| Now maybe she done run off with |
My beverage tastes just right |
I see their faces and I guess I always will |
Tom,
 Dick or Harry |
My girl was sailin' | Can't buy a job, can't pay my bills |
| Well that's fair enough, I just need to know | The night was lookin' bright | No one cares who you used |
| so I can. . .I can sneak Sally through the alley | to was, used to could or used to did | |
| I need to find my girl soon and she | There's a fever pitch | |
| needs to talk to me | She got the itch | Just got back from 'Nam |
| I'm gonna hit that floor, baby, | Now there ain't no place | |
| The clock on the wall ain't going slow | sway and switch | for no steel workin' man |
| And it's just about the time to need to go | ||
| I brung that woman. . . | We're gonna Bee Bop Bop. . . | Now I'm back in the world |
| Now she's suppose to dance with me | Just another *S.N.A.F.U. | |
| The joint was hoppin' and stompin' | I didn't plan on this | |
| She says she don't need no diamonds, | around half-past ten | Thought I paid my dues |
| don't need those minks | Oh no! It's the boys in blue - | |
| Calls me her lover man but right | ain't that a sin. . . | *Military acronym for |
| now I don't know what she thinks | "Situation Normal All F****d Up" | |
| . . .but they cracked a smile - | ||
| I just need to find her and I. . . | wished they could stay awhile, | Broken Doll |
| I don't know what to do | "Just need to use the john, but we | (Pat O'Brien) |
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like your style!" |
Satin doll, porcelain doll, party doll |
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The E Flat Special |
Such a doll, does it all, pretty doll | |
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(Instrumental) |
We're gonna Bee Bop Bop. . . |
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| You can't see the cracks from | ||
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I Think She's Just Using Me For Sex |
The Continental |
the outside, but the seams are straining |
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(Pat O'Brien/Jimmy Volpe) |
(Instrumental) |
Think you have a treasure on your hands |
| I've been raised on music, playin' all my life | But what you got is a | |
| Ain't got no money in my pocket, | You Ask For A Little | |
| got a trophy ex-wife | (Pat O'Brien) | Broken doll, broken doll, broken doll - |
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Well, you ask for a little |
It's a pity | |
| When I'm feeling down, I hear that little | You ask for a little, but you take a lot. . . | Pretty doll, tragic doll, such a doll - |
| voice say, sometimes it says, | Get your hand out my wallet | Such a pity |
| "Things are lookin' up!" | Ain't nothing in there you ain't already got | |
| Sometimes, | There were special things about | |
| "Aaaa, you'll be drinkin' early today!" | Well, I'm stuck in the middle | this doll, yeah, there were many |
| Stuck in the middle of a river of doubt. . . | Think you have a treasure on your hands | |
| Well, I got this woman but I think | Seems like the more I put into this love | But what you got is a broken doll. . . |
| she's just using me for sex...and when I | affair, the more that you take out | |
| get up to leave, she tell me cash - | This doll talked the talk | |
| won't take checks. | You laughing right into my face | and walked the walk |
| You're all over who-knows-who, | If there's more like this, | |
| I've been raised on music, playin' all my life | all over the place | there aren't many |
| Ain't got no money in my pocket, | Well, I just can't seem to justify | |
| got a trophy ex-wife. | 'Cause girl, you can't satisfy my love - no | I remember good times that we had, |
| and they were plenty | ||
| Is there a problem? Oh, I know THAT, | Well, you tell me a little | Think you have a treasure in your hands |
| but the check is good - | You tell me a little, but you leave out a lot. . . | But what you got is a |
| it's got my wife's name on it - |
I'd like to believe you, darling |
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| you can trust her. . . |
But I know I better not |
Broken doll, broken doll, broken doll - |
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It's a pity |
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| Like That |
Back From This Daydream |
Pretty doll, tragic doll, such a doll - |
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(Pat O'Brien) |
Such a pity |
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Keep doin' what you're doin' |
I picture you as you while away the hours |
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Gonna drive me to ruin |
sitting at home, there all alone - thinking of | |
| Be the death of me yet | me head in your hands as you stare off | |
| How lucky can one man get | into the distance | |
| The tracks of your tears stare back from the | ||
| I wanna hear you comin' | mirror as you sit there alone | |
| I wanna hear you moan and scream | ||
| Like that - yeah baby, just like that | Then I come back from this daydream, | |
| Like that - mmm, oooh yeah | from this reverie, from this fantasy | |
| Like that - don't you love it baby, | I know you're out there getting flowers | |
| just like that | having lots of fun - no, I'm the one | |
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You look so good front and back |
Sitting at home while the minutes | |
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Put you on the pillow just like that |
turn to hours, pining away - here I stay | |
| We got lotsa time | Thinking of you as the daylight turns | |
| And sugar, you look so fine | to shadows | |
| Time slips away, what can I say - | ||
| I wanna hear. . . | ohhhh. . . | |
| I wanna get you again |
Then I come back from this daydream |
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| Get you better than it's ever been |
from the reverie - how does it get this way |
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| Oh baby you're so wet |
Know you're out there getting flowers, |
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| and I'm not through with you yet | lots of handsome beaus, | |
| lots of pretty clothes | ||
| You look like a vision and I'm a | ||
| man on a mission | Here by the phone as I while | |
| I can feel you quiver - let go like a river | away the hours | |
| Sitting alone - pining alone | ||
| I wanna feel you comin' | Head in my hands as I stare | |
| I wanna hear you moan and scream | into the distance | |
| Like that. . . |
Tracks of my tears stare |
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back from the mirror as I sit here alone |
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Yes, I come back from the daydream |
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from the reverie, from the fantasy |
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I know you're out there getting flowers |
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having lots of fun - |
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No, I'm the lonely one |
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1. The Cabin Jump 2. You Do It Well 3. The Blues Doctor 4. A Good Fool Is Hard To Find 5. Jimmy's Got His Brushes |
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6. I Wanna Know 7. Empty Suit 8. Little Getaway 9. The Rebel 10. Come On Over 11. True Detective 12. The Sky Is Crying |
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A Good Fool Is Hard To Find |
Little Getaway | |
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(Instrumental) |
(Credits/Lyrics Unavailable) |
(Pat O'Brien) |
| You got it bad - it's all over your face | ||
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Jimmy's Got His Brushes |
When you lose at love, |
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(Pat O'Brien) |
(Instrumental) |
it leave a definite trace |
| You come up to me with that look | You say you need time to think | |
| in your eye and you say that, uh, you got | I Wanna Know | about things - well, ol' buddy, |
| something to show and tell | (Pat O'Brien) | you gotta, you gotta listen to me |
| Oo-wee, baby, well, ain't that swell | I wanna know just how good | |
| 'Cause I might speculate with that look | is good enough. . . | Now I'm not talkin' 'bout |
| in your eye that you could do it well | 'Cause if this is as good as it gets, | some big hotel- |
| well, that just ain't good enough | I'm not talkin' 'bout the Ritz | |
| Well, the hour is late and everyone's gone | I'm just talkin' 'bout a little getaway | |
| and you say that, uh, that's just as well - | I wanna know, can you explain all this to me? | to get your mind off of all of this |
| you mean business, I can tell | I wanna know, little girl - | |
| 'Cause I might speculate with that look | please enlighten me | You say you have doubts |
| in your eye that you could do it well | about a couple of things - | |
| I wanna know just how long | well, I bet you do, but that | |
| Well, you come up to me with that look | is long enough. . . | don't change a thing |
| in your eye and you say that, uh, that you | 'Cause it feels like it's been too long, | You say you need that time to |
| don't kiss and tell | and I know I've had enough | think through these things, |
| Oo-wee, baby, well ain't that swell! | well. . . ol' buddy, we gotta, | |
| 'Cause I might speculate with that look | I wanna know just what you expect | we gotta get you from outta here |
| in your eye that you could do it well | me to do this time. . . | |
| Well, you just ask me no questions, | Now, I ain't talkin' 'bout | |
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The Blues Doctor |
and I'll tell you no lies | some big hotel- |
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(Pat O'Brien) |
no, I ain't talkin' 'bout the Ritz | |
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Well, I'm the Blues Doctor, I'm good |
I wanna know. . . I wanna know. . . | Lawd, I'm just talkin' 'bout |
| for what's ailin' you | I wanna know, little girl, 'cause | a little getaway to get your |
| You just bring it to the Blues Doctor | I can't take no more of this off-the-wall jive | mind off of all of this, now |
| that's all you got to do | ||
| And the Blues Doctor, yeah, well | Empty Suit |
You got to trust me on this - |
| he gonna come through for you | (Pat O'Brien) |
yeah, we got to get your |
| I'm just an empty suit, yeah, after you. . . |
mind off all this |
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| Yeah, Blues Doctor, yeah, I | Now things'll get better - | |
| got your relief | my friends all say they will | The Rebel |
| Yeah, you just tell it to the Blues Doctor, | But the here and now is a bitter pill - | (Instrumental) |
| you tell your troubles to me | I just can't seem to carry this load | |
| 'Cause I got this treatment - | over the top of this hill | Come On Over |
| it just can't be beat | (Credits/Lyrics Unavailable) | |
| I'm just an empty suit, yeah, after you. . . | ||
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Yeah, Blues Doctor - now, now |
Time is a healer - that's what people say |
True Detective |
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who you gonna call? |
But time waits for no one - | (Instrumental) |
| That's right, you just, you ring up | I mean, you see that every day | |
| the Blues Doctor | One thing I know for sure - |
The Sky Is Crying |
| You dial my number that's all, | time never moves back to where |
(Credits/Lyrics Unavailable) |
| and all your worries, well, they get real small | it was before | |
| Yeah, Blues Doctor - satisfaction guaranteed | ||
| That's right, you just come see the | ||
| Blues Doctor, 'cause I got what you need | ||
| I'll service you girl - | ||
| I'll service you to a tee | ||
| Blues Doctor - now, everything you | ||
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heard, well it's true |
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Now, if you should find yourself in need of |
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my services, you know what you got to do |
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Now, keep it in mind, girl, |
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I do house calls too - |
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you know what you got to do |
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Now, keep in mind now - |
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I do house calls too. |
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