Lyrics:
Hand me a towel, I'm dirty dancing by myself
Gone off tabs of that acid
Form me a circle, watch my Jagger
Might lose my jacket and hit a solo
One time
We too loud in public then police turned down the function
Now we outside and the timing's perfect
Forgot to tell you, gotta tell you how much I vibe with you
And we don't gotta be solo
Now stay away from highways
My eyes like them red lights
Right now I prefer yellow
Redbone, so mellow
Fuck 'round, be cutting you
Think we were better off solo
I got that act right in the Windy city that night
No trees to blow through
But blow me and I owe you
Two grams when the sun rise
Smoking good, rolling solo
Solo (solo)
Solo (solo)
S-solo (solo)
S-solo (solo)
It's hell on Earth and the city's on fire
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
There's a bull and a matador dueling in the sky
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Solo, solo
Solo, solo
I'm skipping showers and switching socks, sleeping good and long
Bones feeling dense as fuck, wish a nigga would cross
And catch a solo, on time
White leaf on my boxers, green leaf turn to vapors for the low
And that mean cheap, cause ain't shit free and I know it
Even love ain't, 'cause this nut cost, that clinic killed my soul
But you gotta hit the pussy raw though
Now your baby momma ain't so vicious, all she want is her picket fence
And you protest and you picket sign, but them courts won't side with you
Won't let you fly solo
I wanted that act right in Colorado that night
I brought trees to blow through, but it's just me and no you
Stayed up 'til my phone died
Smoking big, rolling solo
It's hell on Earth and the city's on fire
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
There's a bull and a matador dueling in the sky
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ah (solo, solo)
(Solo)
By myself
(Solo)
(Solo, solo)
(Solo, solo)
I'm a writer and a lover
I'm a Midwest music man
And I've been to a lot of places
But I'm gon' end where I began
I took class in Carolina
Got high smoking joints
And now they know my name in Paris
But I'll be buried in Detroit
Next to my father, and my father's father too
I used to live in New York City
But baby that ain't no substitute
Not for my hometown
That place people avoid
I've made love in every city
But I'll be buried in Detroit
I don't claim to be a prophet
I just speak my mind
I try to tell it like it is
And sometimes God makes it rhyme
I like my songs how I like my women
Honest and to the point
You see I got fucked up in Stockholm
But I'll be buried in Detroit
Next to my father, my father's father too
I used to live in New York City
But baby that ain't no substitute
Not for my hometown
That place people avoid
I've made love in every city
But I'll be buried in Detroit
You know I ain't gon' live forever
Baby it won't be long
At the wake they'll say "He made a lot of mistakes
But he could write hell of a song"
And I made, I made killing
Though I never really was employed
I had a girl from San Diego
But I'll be buried in
I killed a show in Indonesia
But I'll be buried in
I made love in every city
But I'll be buried in Detroit
Come here girl
Let me creep in your world
Let me see the backside of your moon
No Vickies only La Perl-a
Let me take you to Indonesia
Where nobody can reach us
There's no need to take your phone
Cause you far away from home
Baby let me be your tour guide
I'm your burger
You my fries
Ready for action when I attack on the track
And I flat up a sac on strap on the Cadillac and the glove
Could call me when you start shit with the ambassador of New York and the queen of the Chi
And I'm backing her up
Flow be ugly but it's a beautiful thing
Aluminum rings
Get money like I'm moving dem thangs
I got connects in every section
When I'm up in the hood
Chain looking so nasty all the bitches going uhhh
Heard they wanna get me
But I got my guns cocked
I'm dirty ridin thirty somethin' cocked like Yung Joc
I'm the talk of the town
Lettin' off fifty rounds
Meet me in a circle everybody it's goin down
Give you Hpnotiq to get you erotic
And then I take you somewhere exotic
Where we can blow chronic
A full clip for a lil drama
You know I ain't a hoe
Snap yo bitch
Come here lil mama you know you wanna go
I'm from the city wit nothing pretty
And everybody know
I spit a flow to get up with Diddy
And now we finna blow
Niggas in the hood show me love
I'm the girl
Pimp tight let my mink hang down to the floor
Pardon me if I gotta be a boss bitch
I don't give a fuck what it cost bitch
I floss big whips
I floss big chains
I talk big shit
Cause I'm got big thangs
Now what you wanna do
You betta not step
Now nigga move back
Let me catch my breath
Bring it, bring it back to the floor
So sick with an ass so fat
It's Shawnna, Twis' & Diddy with Tim on the track
You know it gotta be tint with twenties on the llac, ahh
I see 'em looking at me like what's up
But I'ma sit low in the cut
Come on, Dave, think of one
(Girls In Trouble)
It should be G-I-C
Geeks with Charvels
No, G-W-C
Fuck, man, this is a waste of time
One more solo?
Yeah
Yeah
You're personally responsible for
The entire strip to be washed away
Cleansed as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
Flowed through the strip and were set on fire
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom
And his silk
And he, he erected a beautiful city
A city of stars
Cynthia: Trumpet solo
All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!
Larry: Bass solo
All Repeated: Boom shaka-laka-laka Boom shaka-laka-laka, Higher!
Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk hotter than a match head
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl come on,
Come on and dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city in the summer in the city
Cool town, evening in the city
Dressed so fine and looking so pretty
Cool cat lookin' for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
Ill I'm wheezing like a bus stop
Running up the stairs gonna meet ya on the roof top
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl come on,
Come on lets dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city in the summer in the city
Solo but at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on lets dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city in the summer in the city
Hot town summer in the city
City of love City of love City of love
Once bitten twice shy
No
No regrets at all
Justice
Body smooth take over
Good girls they work the city
Good guys they spike you hard
How they jive ad jingle
When you're in their backyard
Street corner wonder lust
Beckoning the good guy
Take this get that
Have a good time
He young and tactile
He ready for anything that is
How they jive and jingle
They've read the book that gives
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
Supervise this good treatment
Alternative line by line
So the street guys so observant
Take him for a ride
Have a good time
Like a legend the man he sharp
His woman gladly watching
As he strides out of the dark
Better be quick get away
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
Solo
Good timing has its good price
One trick and you're stuck with the dice
How they jive and jingle
When you're their sacrifice
Fast as lightning
Go
Go get high
He's looking good
Once bitten twice shy
No woman no cry
No woman don't cry
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
We'll be waiting for the night
We'll be waiting for the night to come
Ridin 95 sittin' shot gun pretty,
turning this town in paradise city.
Runnin' wild and solo.
Just as fast as thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
You got your hair down
I got this top back
Kissing on my neck
Girl you gotta stop that
Do you want that fast lane
Or do you want that back seat
Girl you gotta pick one
You cant expect me
To keep my hands to myself
She ain't into Wine and Dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine
Ridin' 95 sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town into paradise city
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy give me some more
She my little rock star man she knows it
My baby's guns and roses
Shes got a wild side
The trouble's in her blood
Thinks Im an outlaw
That's double trouble son
She likes to rock hard
She likes to kiss soft
Hot as a barrel on a a 12 gauge shotgun
Ain't hard to please as long as you've got speed
She ain't into Wine and Dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine man
Ridin' 95 sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town into paradise city
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy give me some more
She my little rock star man she knows it
My baby's guns and roses
My baby's guns and roses
Yeah shes dancin' with the devil
In the cold November rain
But when shes knockin' on heavens door son
You can bet God will call her name
She ain't into Wine and Dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing sweet child of mine man
Ridin' 95 sitting shot gun pretty
Turning this town in paradise city
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes
Boy give me some more
She my little rock star man she knows it
My baby's guns and roses
My baby's guns and roses
My baby's guns and roses
My baby's guns and roses
Yippee my ranch and my cattle,
Far from the great city's rattle,
You'll be a big herd to battle,
For I just love herdin' cattle.
(2 Fiddle Solos)
Allá en el rancho grande
Allá donde vÃvÃa
Hablá una rancherita
Que alegre me decÃa
Que alegre me decÃa
Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk hotter than a match head
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on and dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city
Cool town, evening in the city
Dressed so fine and looking so pritty
Cool cat lookin for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
Till I'm weezin like a bus stop
Running up the stairs gonna meet ya on the roof top
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on lets dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city
Solo
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on lets dance all night
Despite the heatit will be alright
And babe don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city
Hot town summer in the city
Girl you gotta pick one
You cant expect me
To keep my hands to myself
She ain't into wine and dinin
She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now
Ridin 95 sittin' shot gun pretty
Turning this town in Paradise City
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man she knows it
My baby's Guns N' Roses
She's got a wild side
That troubles in her blood
Thinks I'm an outlaw
That's double trouble son
She likes to rock hard
She likes to kiss soft
Hot as a barrel on a 12 gauge sawed off
Ain't hard to please, long as you got speed
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', now
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty
Turnin' this town in Paradise City
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man she knows it
My baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses
Ya she's dancin' with the devil
In the cold November rain
When she's knockin' on heavens door, son
You bet God'll call her name
She ain't into wine and dinin'
She's shooting whiskey singing 'Sweet Child of Mine', man
Ridin' 95 sittin' shot gun pretty
Turnin' this town in Paradise City
Runnin' wild and solo
Just as fast as thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man she knows it
My baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's
Pitbull I'm just tell y'all the way I fell
Thank god that god made me to keep it real
[Chorus]
Blood is thicker than water (at least they say it is)
Until the fed's step in (that just the way it is)
Blood is thicker than water (at least they say it is)
Till that fame step in (that's just the way it is)
Blood is thicker than water (at least they say it is)
Till dem bitches step in (that's just the way it is)
Blood is thicker than water (at least they say it is)
Till that money step in (that's just the way it is)
Huh hun yo
After the turf war the smoke clears
All these years around these busta I'm convinced there ain't no hope here
In the past four years of my lifetime
I witness leaders sacrifice freedom just to get this pipeline
Guess I'm chosen at the right time mama stress
Facing the table and she's snorting up white line
Blood is thicker than water
In a few cases your daughter can have touched for the money that in dem suit case
Tighten my shoelaces the fugitive running
In fear of a criminal past 'cause dem folks is coming
I've been wrongfully judged being from this environment
The city gangs planning retirement
I'm a a Dade nigga
Voicing my set 'cause a spray quick
Took some of the same steps through little Haiti
As these main nigga (like who) hit man, big dog, and she hound
Y'all predict it back then shit I see it know
[Chorus]
I escape poverty (poverty)
I don't own jewelry motherfucker I own property
You can send dem tsunamis that hit Indonesia (but but but)
Ain't no motherfucking thing stopping me
Like good coke I'm a good swimmer
God knows I done lost but god dam I'm a good winner
It feels great to make something out of nothing
Yea I'm humble but I tell y'all to push a chicos buttons
And watch how them thing get to dumping
Real estate New York game now you saying something
I only talk about what I know about
Illegal turn legal this year that's what I'm all about
I'm from the south and I ain't gonna lie
At fist time I preach ye till god struck me with pride
I was confused now I'm like let's ride
Three o five till I die
Three o five till I die
[Chorus]
Bright light city
Gonna set my
Soul
Gonna set my
Soul on fire
There's a whole
Lot a money just
Ready to burn so
Get those stakes
Up higher
There's a
Thousand pretty
Women just
Waitin' out there
They're all livin'
Devil may care
And I'm just the
Devil with love to
Spare
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
How I wish that
There were more
Than 24 hours in
A day
But even if there
Were 40 more I
Wouldn't sleep a
Minute away
There's blackjack,
Poker and the
Roulette wheel
A fortune won
And lost on
Every deal
All you need is
Money and
Nerves of steel
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
With your neon
Flashing
And your
One-armed
Bandits crashing
All your
Hopes down the
Drain
Viva Las Vegas
Turning day into
Night time turnin'
'Night into day
Time if you've seen it once you'll
Never be the
Same again
Gonna keep on
The run
I'm gonna have
Me some fun
If it costs me
My very last
Dime
If I wind up
Broke well I'll
Always remember
That I had a
Swinging time
I'm gonna give it
Everything I got
Lady Luck won't
You let the dice
Stay hot
Let me shoot a
Seven with every
Shot
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Viva
Las Vegas
Busted
Solo out
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl
Turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, she get the mood right
Whoa, chasing the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
She used to show up in her high heels
Now she's barefoot in a Friday night field
Turn her nose up at the whiskey
Now she tastes like Number Seven when she kiss me
Daddy ain't sure about it
She wants to move on out to who knows where
She gots some down home, she just found it
She got the whole town thinking that she grew up there, yeah
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl
Turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, she get the mood right
Whoa, chasing the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
She sets her Solo on a truck tire
Wearing flannel 'round a bonfire
Sunday soprano up in the church choir
Used to ride in a Mercedes
Dropped the fast life
Got a four by, hit a one-eighty
Old friends ask what happened
She asks the band for Alabama when she go to the bars
She came home with an accent
She's still working on the Southern, yeah
But she got the charm
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl
Turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, she get the mood right
Whoa, chasing the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
We a half mile from the corner store
Grab a sixer and a swisher then we hit the door
Yeah, she rolls down the window and she give me that smile
She's lovin' on me and she's lovin' that lifestyle
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
Took a Broadway city girl
Turned her into a red dirt wild child
Whoa, she get the mood right
Whoa, chasing the moonlight
She don't come from it but, nah
She ain't running from it
Yeah, she loving the lifestyle
Midwest coast back, nigga
And don't say 'nigga' unless
Of course you black, nigga
Free country, they say that shit in Tennessee
'Cause I got all their
White daughters drinkin' Hennessy
I'mma go to Sal's with some
Niggas on the wall i might go to Oz
Take some niggas off the wall
Got the key to the city, the streets on lock
Tryna take 'em to the top
They say Chano's so involved
I know, King Dolo, 3rd, even the group solo
It's been that way since my
Shirt had two Polos
We the kids they'll keep in the back
I'm in love with my city
Bitch I sleep in my hat
I'm a free agent, go and do the math
Underdog of underground, Tubman with the path
They ask about the help and all I do is laugh
I say God my only boss
Even Moses had a staff you know
Children of Jah children of Jah
Children of Jah, put your hands up
Happily in love, haters please forgive me
I let my wife write the will, I pray my children outlive me
I give my daughter my custom dresses, so she gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit me
Sir asked it, like his dad's shit is trippy (uh-huh)
Twinning, Blue and Rumi, me and Solo are winning!
One, two, one, two, three
Hand me a towel, I'm dirty dancing by myself
Gone off tabs of that acid
Form me a circle, watch my Jagger
Might lose my jacket and hit a solo, one time
We too loud in public, them police turned down the function
Now we outside and the timing's perfect
Forgot to tell you, gotta tell you how much I vibe with you
And we don't gotta be solo
Now stay away from highways
My eyes like them red lights
Right now I prefer yellow
Redbone, so mellow
Fuck 'round, be cutting you
Think we were better off solo
I got that act right in the Windy City that night
No trees to blow through but blow me and I owe you
Two grams when the sun rise
Smoking good, rolling solo
Solo
Solo, solo, solo
Solo
Solo
It's hell on Earth and the city's on fire
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
There's a bull and a matador dueling in the sky
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh oh, oh, ooh, oh oh, oh, woah
Solo
Solo
Solo
I'm skipping showers and switching socks, sleeping good and long
Bones feeling dense as fuck, wish someone would cross
And catch a solo, on time
White leaf on my boxers, green leaf turn to vapors for the low
And that mean cheap, 'cause ain't shit free and I know it
Even love ain't, 'cause this nut cost, that clinic killed my soul
But you gotta hit the pussy raw though
Now your baby momma ain't so vicious
All she want is her picket fence
And you protest and you picket sign
But them courts won't side with you
Won't let you fly solo
I wanted that act right in Colorado that night
I brought trees to blow through, but it's just me and no you
Stayed up 'til my phone died
Smoking big, rolling
Solo
It's hell on Earth and the city's on fire
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
There's a bull and a matador dueling in the sky
Inhale, in hell there's heaven
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, solo
Solo
Solo, solo
Northern dilemma, call of the cold
The arms of the arctic begin to unfold
Sit in a circle facing the sun
Get what you can now, winter is on
Truth on condition, never dig deep
Solemn reminders as groundwaters seep
Into foundations, centers of joy
To weaken and crumble, search and destroy
Light up the city, hiding so strange
You'd better take cover, it's love at close range
Oh solo mission, cover of dark
Army of one now, don't let down your guard
Sit in a circle facing the sun
Soak it in while you can, winter is on
I got no answer but you've got no call
I just can't compete with the weight of it all
Silent treatment, stone in the rain
Bright, shining doorway, try to remain
Northern dilemma, call of the cold
The arms of the arctic begin to unfold
Sit in a circle facing the sun
Soak it in while you can, winter is on
I got no answer but you've got no call
I just can't compete with the weight of it all
Amores tóxicos
Solo sirven pa' sin-
Somos tan explícitos
Pero llegó a su fin (so nasty)
Despídete desnuda, con mi cel te voy grabando
Yo te digo adiós dentro de ti
Guardo este vídeo para cuando te haga falta
Y estés moja'íta pensando en mí
Vamo' a hacerlo por última vez, bebé (bebé)
Que en el amor no
Pero en la cama nos entendemos
Es una porno, a mí me encanta cómo lo hacemos
No borraré tu contacto
Y estoy al tanto por si volvemos
(Pero así no)
Bebé, regálame una noche
Que no termine nunca
Hoy e' noche de sexo
¿Sí vienes?
Don't live anywhere
Got no ceiling, but the sky
Like the world babe, just rolling by
I don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
This road is my home
There's nin to five's, pretty odds
There was never babe, even cuts,
Don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
This road is my home
The clamorers and glamors
Of the city, I don't need them
As long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom
It's crossed my mind, now and then
Little too late babe, go back and start again
Don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
This road is my home
solo
The clamour and glamours
Of the city, I don't need them
As long as I live, let me hold on to my freedom
It's crossed my mind, now and then
Little too late babe, go back and start again
Don't live anywhere, I live everywhere
This road is my home
this road is my home...
This city mean old world, try livin' by yourself
This city mean old world, try livin' by yourself
Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go
Guess you don't love me, lovin' mister so and so
SOLO (TWO TIMES)
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold
I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go
SOLO (to end)
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
In the city of New York
On the beaches of Newport
Holywood and L.A
Bollywood, and then Spain
Party in Ibiza
Flight to Indonesia
Iceland and Bombay
Summer sun in Pompei
[Guitar solo from City Of Tiny Lights
Santa Monica Civic Auditorium
December 11, 1980
Engineer: George Douglas
FZ lead guitar
Steve Vai rhythm guitar
Ray White rhythm guitar
Ike Willis rhythm guitar
Tommy Mars keyboards
Bob Harris keyboards
Arthur Barrow bass
Vinnie Colaiuta drums]
Ah . . . e-hem . . .
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