Testi – The Razor’s edge

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THUNDERSTRUCK
(Young, Young)

Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder
I was caught in the middle of a railroad track
I looked round and I knew there was no turning back
My mind raced, and I thought what could I do
And I knew there was no help, no help from you

Sound of the drums, beating in my heart
The thunder of guns, tore me apart
You’ve been, thunderstruck

Rode down the highway, broke the limit, we hit the town
Went through to Texas, yeah Texas, and we had some fun
We met some girls, some dancers who gave a good time
Broke all the rules, played all the fools
Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

And I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please
Yeah the ladies were too kind
You’ve been, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck, yeah
I was shaking at kness
Could I come again please
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck

Yeah, it’s alright, we’re doin’ fine
Yeah, it’s alright, we’re doin’ fine, fine, fine
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, baby, baby
Thunderstruck, you’ve been thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You’ve been thunderstruck

FIRE YOUR GUNS
(Young, Young)

Wild beast, I’ll make you mine
Taste your kiss, sweet lips devine
She got moves, drips of sweat
She got eyes of blue, body curves
‘N legs that’ll break your nerves

CHORUS:
Fire – when she’s going down
Fire – then she make you drown
Fire – then she blow you round

Yeah, You want some fun
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns
Fire your guns

That lady bites, hard style
Drips of sex, eyes are wild
She got moves, long long legs
She got eyes of blue, body curves
Legs that’ll shake the earth

CHORUS

Yeah, you want some fun
You gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
you gotta fire your guns
fire your guns
(yeah, yeow!)
Yeah

CHORUS

yeah, you want some fun
Gotta fire your guns
Fire your guns (x9)

MONEYTALKS
(Young, Young)

Tailored suits, chauffered cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, up for a price
Where the red hot girls keep on dancing through the night
The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do
That’s guaranteed
Hey little girl, you want it all
The furs, the diamonds, the painting on the wall

Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk

A French maid, foreign chef
A big house with king size bed
You’ve had enough, you ship them out
The dollar’s up – down, you’d better buy the pound
The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do
That’s guaranteed
Hey little girl, you broke the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all

Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Moneytalks, yeah, yeah

Money talks, B.S. walks
Money talks, come on, come on

Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk

Moneytalks, moneytalk, talk, talk
Hear it talk

Yeah, yeah, yeah Moneytalks

THE RAZOR’S EDGE
(Young, Young)

There’s fightin’ on the left
And marching on the right
Don’t look up in the sky
You’re gonna die of fright
Here comes the razor’s edge

You’re livin’ on the edge
Don’t know wrong from right
They’re breathin’ down your neck
You’re runnin’ out of lives

Here, comes the razor’s edge
Here, comes the razor’s edge
The razor’s edge

Razor’s edge to raise the dead
Razor’s edge to cut to shreds
Here, comes the razor’s edge
Here, comes the razor’s edge
Well here it comes
To cut to shreds
The razor’s edge
It’s the razor’s edge
The razor’s edge
You be cut to shreds
The razor’s edge
The razor’s edge

MISTRESS FOR CHRISTMAS
(Young, Young)

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day
I just can’t wait till Christmas time
When I can roll you in the hay

Easy come, easy go
Have a good time with lots of dough
Slippin’ up high, slippin’ down low
Love’m and leave’m on with the show

Listen, I like female form in minimum dress
Money to spend with a capital “S”
Get a date with the woman in red
Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed

He got it, I want it
They got it, I can’t have it
But I want it, but it don’t matter
She got it, and I can’t have it
I want a mistress for Christmas
I want a mistress for Christmas

(Ooh yeah, haha yeah
I want a mistress for Christmas
Come on)

Easy come, easy go
Slippin’ high, slippin’ low

(Yeah, aw right)

He got it, I want it
They got it, I can’t have it
I want it, don’t matter
She got it, and I can’t get it -

Mistress
he got it, I want it
For Christmas
They got it, and I can’t have it
Mistress
But I want it, it don’t matter
For Christmas
She got it, and I can’t get a

Mistress for Christmas

You know what I’m talkin’ about
Mistress for Christmas
You gotta send me down
you gotta send me down
Mistress for Christmas
I want the woman in red
with a bottle of my beer

Mistress for Christmas

I can hear you coming down my smoke stack
I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells

ROCK YOUR HEART OUT
(A. Young / M. Young)

got the devil in you
got the devil in me
play a dangerous tune
come on dance with thee
you gotta
throw your fists up
shout your mouth off
beat the walls down
get tough, freak out
rock your little rock your little
rock your little heart out

got everything you want
got everything you need
don’t worry about the cost
just sell your soul to me
you gotta
bring the house down
beat the drums loud
bleed your life dry
climb on let’s fly
rock your little rock your little
rock your little heart out
rock rock your little heart out
rockin’ on down

you gotta
put your foot down
beat your chest hard
blow your brains out
feel her shout loud

rock your heart out, rock your heart out
rock your heart out, rock your heart out
rock rock your little heart out
rock rock your little heart out
rockin’ on down
rock your little rock your little heart out
rock your heart out, rock your heart out
rock your heart out, rock your heart out

rock your heart out, rock your heart out
rock your heart out, rock your heart out

you gotta rock your little rock your little rock your little
heart out
you gotta rock your little heart right
right out

© Copyright 1990 J.Albert & Son Pty Ltd.(Australia)

ARE YOU READY
(Young, Young)

Sweet apple pie, standing in the street
Hands outta line, looking for some meat
She take you high, when you feel her sting
She’ll make you fly, then you know you´re comin’

Who all need it, who
Who all need it, you
Who all need it, who all need it
You all breathe it, we all need it

Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time

She’s making eyes, at everything she meet
It ain’t a crime, when she make you pump heat
She’ll make you fly, because that’s her thing
She’ll make you dry, then you know you’re broken in

Who all need it, you
Who all need it, yes you do
You all breathe it, we all bleed it
We all nedd it

Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time

Who all need it
Who all need it
Who all need it, who all need it
You all breathe it, we all breathe it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready for a good time, are you ready
Are you ready for a good time, I want a good time
Are you ready for a good time, are you ready
Are you ready for a good time, good good good time
Are you ready for a good time, are you ready ready ready
Are you ready for a good time

GOT YOU BY THE BALLS
(Young, Young)

Hey mister businessman
Head of the company
Are you looking for a lady
One who likes to please
Hey mister businessman
This one likes to tease
With a special service
In French quantities
But she won’t sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won’t come across
Unless there’s money in her hand
And she’s calling all the shots

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

Hey mister businessman
High society
She can play the school girl
And spank you all you please
But she won’t sacrifice
What you want tonight
She won’t come across
Unless there’s money in her hand
She don’t go overtime

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
(Kiss your balls goodbye)

Hang it left, hang it right,
Got you by the balls
Got your shorts, got your curlies
Got you – by the balls

She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
Yeah, yeah
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

SHOT OF LOVE
(Young, Young)

Come on honey take a trip with me
We’ll take a double shot of ectasy
An’ drink some water from a wooden cup
Then keep a rockin’ ’til the sun comes up

And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love

Rock you little lady make you blow and bleed
A little bit of what you need is guaranteed
Come on now honey we’ll get full of desire
A humpin’ an’ a bumpin’ ’til we start a fire

And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love

And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
And I warn you it’s the best shot of your life
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love, shot of love

Make you bleed
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love
A humpin’ an’ a pumpin’, I gotta get me shot of love
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love
Babe, babe, babe, a lot of what you need is guaranteed
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love
Shot of love, shot of love
Shot of love, shot of love
Come on give me shot of love

LET’S MAKE IT
(Young, Young)

Hey sugar baby
So hot and tasty
Come on give me some love
You’re driving me wild
It’s way past midnight
Why don’t we take a ride
We’ll make some honey
As we cruise real slow

Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it
Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it

I’ll be your ladies man
If you give me the chance
We keep a jumpin’
Till the music run dry
And if we take a rest
We’ll smoke some cigarettes
And start a smoking
Going out of control

Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it
Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it

Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
Let’s not waste it
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
We’re gonna make it

Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it
Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it

Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
Let’s not waste it
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah
We’re gonna make it

Let’s go

Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it
Lets make it, don’t waste it
Lets make it, come on and taste it

GOODBYE & GOOD RIDDANCE TO BAD LUCK
(Young, Young)

Gettin’ bombed out on booze, got nothin’ to lose
Run outta money, disposable blues
Sleazy hotels, like livin’ in hell
The girls on the hustle, with nothin’ to sell

Want something for nothing, it’s always the same
Keep pushin’ an’ shovin’, and down on the game
Always in trouble, forever detained

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck

Well spread out the news, there’s a free man loose
Back out of jail and chasin’ some floos’
Bad luck has changed, broken the chains
Laid out a claim for monetary gains

Wantin’ what’s coming, all for the take
Freedom for lovin’, lust for the taste
Eyes are wide open, wild to the game

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck

Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Bad luck, bad luck
Goodbye and good riddance to bad luck
Goodbye good riddance to bad luck
Broken the chains of bad luck
Bye bye bye bad luck
Throw off the chains of bad luck

Goodbye good riddance
To bad luck

IF YOU DARE
(Young, Young)

Honey do you love me
Love me like you do
Honey won’t you come outside and play
If you dare
If you dare

Yeah, heh

Honey do you love me
Love me like you do
Woman won’t you come outside and play
If you dare
If you dare

Woman if you love me
Love me like you do
Love me like you say
Woman won’t you come outside and play
If you dare

Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
Yeah you got some going from the fire baby

Yow, oooh
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you dare
Come on outside, Come on outside, Come on outside
If you, if you dare

Come outside and play

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