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1. |
Hello Gorgeous
04:14
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It's a solo flight
Looking for a passenger –
A bloom to bring this bee to honey tonight.
Got my windows down
I know you hear my Kiss a'comin' –
A gentleman's taste, with the flavor of midnight.
This seat ain't hot,
But you know my eyes are burning –
A flame that sets the city's fire alight.
Sweat on my brow
Summertime's a-cookin'
Gotta get those sweet tomatoes cooking right.
Hello, gorgeous.
Hello, sweet thing
Standing at the traffic light.
Hello there, gorgeous.
Hello lady.
You need a touch of Saturday night.
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2. |
Rocks Up!
02:12
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She's got that little party dress...
Oh my!
You know it's gonna be real good.
It's bottoms up!
Cut you loose like a machete –
You know that
You know that she could.
Butter spilling from the buttercup
Cuz tonight we're goin'
Rocks up!
Ain't no memories to keep,
Cuz we're washing away the pain.
Put my body right behind you, baby,
Cuz you know I
You know I'm the same.
Take a lesson from the teacher:
The way to do it
Ain't to do it alone.
Fish out a little ice cube, baby.
Take a lick from the crystalline stone.
Gonna smear across your makeup
Cuz tonight we're goin'
Rocks up!
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3. |
Casual Friday
04:54
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Wakin' up to my alarm
A different kind of day.
Cuz you know we've been goin' hard
And it's time we had our way.
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Dressing casually
Untuckin' my button-down
The boys'll do the same.
Ninety minute lunch and a
Hot slice of birthday cake.
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Dressing casually
Happy hour at Kennedy's
Nancy's back in town
We won't be stayin' out too late
Cuz Monday's comin' round!
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Cuz it's Friday
Dressing casually
Dressing casually
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4. |
We Ain't Outta Nothing
03:30
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When you're driving fast
With your eyes closed
Looking for the road
Butcha turned wrong
L.A. looks are gone
And your hair's blonde
if you're runnin' low
You can do it again!
Every time you're turning
On your headlights,
The street is rollin' on
And your heart bites.
No one even knows
About your pink comb.
Baby, if it's gone
You can say it to me.
Baby with your eyes
You can meet a friend.
If you're cooking good
You might need a lift.
I ain't gonna lie
I don't last long,
But baby if it's gone
You can say it to me.
We ain't outta nothin'
Cuz we ain't outta night
We ain't outta nothin'
You're boilin' in the butter
But your body's feelin' right
No, we ain't outta nothin'
Cuz we ain't outta night
Uh huh
If you're feeling low
In your freeze frame
You'll be turnin' left
In the fast lane.
Baby call me up
When I'm not home,
But you're not in love
'Til you say it to me
Walkin down the streets
With your hair high.
Shoes are clicking loud
As you walk by.
When you get to me
We can hold tight
You can tell me love
When you say it to me!
We ain't outta nothin'
Cuz we ain't outta night
We ain't outta nothin'
You're boilin' in the butter
But your body's feelin' right
No, we ain't outta nothin'
Cuz we ain't outta night
Uh huh
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5. |
Wild Times
04:12
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You were out late last night,
And you're hoping that nobody knows.
You said some things you might regret,
But you put on on quite the show.
But you were struttin' with your head up
Like a woman who's ready to go.
Folks were falling by your side
Even after you tippy toed.
Wild Times Woman
Should have no regrets.
Wild Times Lady
Doesn't break a sweat.
Now you're picking up pieces
From your wild times lady show.
Forget what you remember,
And let the pain slowly go.
Don't mind the sunlight creepin'
In through you bedroom window
The moon will be guiding you
In just another hour or so.
Wild times woman
Should have no regrets.
Wild times Lady
Don't break a sweat
We'll chalk it up to Wild Times
We'll chalk it up to Wild Times
We'll chalk it up to Wild, Wild, Wild,
Wild, Wild, Wild Times.
Now you're back in action with your
Fierce and ready to flow.
You'll be getting attention from
Everyone that you know.
Never mind tomorrow – the lights are
Starting to glow and glow.
You'll be in the sam boat next time,
Ready to row and row.
Wild Times Woman
Should have no regrets.
Wild Times Lady
Doesn't break a sweat.
We'll chalk it up to Wild Times
We'll chalk it up to Wild Times
We'll chalk it up to Wild, Wild, Wild,
Wild, Wild, Wild Times.
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6. |
Tender Appetites
03:44
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Lay down long,
My lunch, my lunch
Lay that meat out right.
Spread your mayo,
My dinner, my dinner
Let me take a bite.
Sweet tomato
You're cookin', you're cookin'
Meltin' outta sight.
Unwrappin' delicious
Cuz I got some
Tender appetites.
Hungry –
My belly's makin' thunder.
Your gingham apron's workin' for me tonight.
Thirsty –
Your lips are stained with vino.
I wanna taste you and I don't need a glass now.
Lay down long,
My lunch, my lunch
Lay that meat out right.
Spread your mayo,
My dinner, my dinner
Let me take a bite.
Sweet tomato
You're cookin' you're cookin'
Meltin' outta sight.
Unwrappin' delicious
Cuz I got some
Tender appetites.
"Tangry" –
That means the flavor's kinda sexy.
A little touch of flour to soften the bite.
Sugar –
But not too heavy on my coffee.
I need your sweetener for later tonight.
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7. |
After Dark
05:03
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After dark, my lady
And the ocean is at high tide.
You can hop in my front seat, baby,
And my Jetta take you for a ride.
After dark, my darlin'
And the moonlight is burnin' blue.
Kiss me on the passenger side
Cuz you want it and I want it, too.
Sunset
And butterbeans;
Lovely lady
Sharing tangerines.
Picnic down by the oceanside
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
You did some cookin' tonight.
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
Your dinner's tasting alright.
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
You did some cookin' tonight.
You know I'm tastin' that lovin' feeling.
After dark, my woman
Pickin' at some bread and brie.
You're lookin' baby as the wine starts flowing
There's nothing left of me.
Sunset
And butterbeans;
Lovely lady
Sharing tangerines.
Picnic down by the oceanside
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
You did some cookin' tonight.
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
Your dinner's tasting alright.
Alright, baby
Alright, baby
You did some cookin' tonight.
You know I'm tastin' that lovin' feeling.
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8. |
Heaven's Fantasy
02:50
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There ain't no one left but me
In my Heaven's Fantasy.
That moonlight is burnin' bright
But there's nothing left to see.
There ain't no one left but me
In my Heaven's Fantasy.
The daylight won't be comin' back,
Now there's nothin' left of me.
The river runs,
The river's red –
A trail of pleasure on my pleasure bed.
And if you're really gone
You'll never know.
I'll face the daylight alone
I'll face the daylight alone
There ain't no one left but me
In my Heaven's Fantasy.
That moonlight is burnin' bright
But there's nothing left to see.
There ain't no one left but me
In my Heaven's Fantasy.
The daylight won't be comin' back.
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9. |
Harder Than Water
03:32
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