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Outsideinside, 1968
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Relax your mind
Lord let it take
An electric explosion
I said a strong earthquake
And then on a freeway
Just let it take you away, child

I've heard your many rumors
I've heard your many lies
I fell in search of fortune's kiss
And tripped along my way
I sing the song of sunshine
Steal your heart away
But now I do not jeep this creep
And tell me what to say.

Outsideinside, 1968
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Walking here from beyonder
Just to see (Just to see the right road)
Just to see...
You know I don't wanna leave here
You know I don't wanna go (No I don't wanna go).

(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
Yeah!


I like the way you smile
And carry on
I'd like to take it inside
Alright now

Foxy
Foxy

You know you're a cut little heartbreaker
Foxy
You know you're a sweet little lovemaker
Foxy

Sittin' by the TV, sittin', drinkin' my wine
My friends all say that I'm wasting time
I'm gonna wait right here just to get the right meat
I been waiting for hours, I can wait all week

I'm not talkin' 'bout love
Not talkin' 'bout war
Get what I need from the girl next door

(Norman Mayall & Kent Housman)
Some people talk about the blues
They're just handing you their news
It's the call of our love
But no matter how we try
We just try to get high
Cause the good times are so hard to find.

(Dickie Peterson & Leigh Stephens)
The gypsy wizard, he rattled
His broken tattered tambourine
And asked for me to share with him
In this timeless dream. Ow!

Lost in the dazzling fascination
I caught myself touching my imagination

Yes I am the Hiway Man
I played my hand and I won
Rode on down from Richmond
Join the other side
War was raging out 1865
Riding, cloak is flying
Slapping in he breeze.

A gypsy woman told my mama on the night I was born
"You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make the pretty woman, Lord, jump and shout
You know he's gonna show them all what it's all about!"

Because I am
Oh, everybody knows I am
I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man

It's not the Devil that you conjure
When you turn your back on me
You'll just be looking in the shadows
I'm the light, I'm the light
I'm the only one you'll see.

Speak to you through illusions, babe
You must tune yourself to me

Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby,
Can't buy a thrill.
Well, I've been up all night, baby,
Leanin' on the window sill.
Well, if I die
On top of the hill
And if I don't make it,
You know my baby will.

I feel a good sensation
And I been lifted child by your soul creation
Don't you stop just to look away
I want you to listen, child, to what I say

Don't you drift away too far
Out of sad times, of just exactly where you are
'Cause it's just too much the way I feel

Well you can buy most anything
With money in your hand
But one thing I'd like
I'd like to have you understand.

You can't buy love from a natural man
No, you can't buy love from a natural man
Well you can buy most anything

Alright!

A cold, cold darkness and confusion
Quickly calling all of my illusions

Now don't somebody tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong with me

Peace of mind
To find is not easy
When the one you love you don't trust
When I picture the image of someone else beside her
I see a reflection of violence
And emotion of life that is used
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh

I'm the pilot of this plane
Spread my wings at the break of day
Fly by night, sleep by day
Oh baby, won't you take me away.

I gotta move
Put on my traveling shoes
Somebody's calling me now

(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
I don't have to have no preacher
To tell me there ain't no good lovin' you
Your snake-eye touches the ladder
Everybody tells me it's true.


You're gonna need

Dining With The Sharks, 1991
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A trail of blood behind you
Your back's against the wall
You die of thirst, you cover in a tent
You drank your body under
Your gun's stuck in the mud
And the bullets keep on flying in the air.

I'm young and fast
Baby, I'm so slick
Better get down
Don't fake a trick.

Gotta get my baby, yeah
Gotta see her move
This street dog daddy

Well lookit here, baby)
Said there's a red house over yonder
That's where my-my baby stays.
Said there's-there's a red house over yonder, baby
Lord that's where my-my sugar sweetie stays
Lord knows I-I ain't seen my little darling
Been ninety-nine and one half days
(Sometimes that ain't long enough baby, I know. Not tonight!).

(King - Josea)
(Whew, Whoa Alright!
I just wanna say I love you
All night long
Alright! Slap it to me)

Rock me baby
Well rock me all night long

Dining With The Sharks, 1991
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(Dickie Peterson & Dieter Saller)
Oooh yeah! Alright!

Sex soldier in the first degree
In the ranks with little things
Gonna be there because

(Eddie Cochran and Capehart)
Well Lord I got to raise a fuss, Lord I got to raise a holler
Well I been working all summer just to try and earn a dollar
Well Lord I tried to call my baby, I tried to get a date......

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
Lord there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Dining With The Sharks, 1991
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(Dickie Peterson & Dieter Saller)
Oooh, sweet, sweet child
Yeah, whoa, oooh!

You know the game and you learn it well
Strapped for your time and your long blond hair

They call me the Hunter
And that's my name
A pretty girl like you
Are my only game

I bought me a love gun
Just the other day
And I aim