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Whitford/St. Holmes Lyrics
I Need Love
I need love to got me through,
You need time
To see that it's true
Someone that loves me
And nobody else
My girl loves me
And that's all I care

Every time I find a girl I love
She just walks away
And every time I find a pretty face
She just slips away, slips away, yeah

I need love to comfort me
I need love to set me free
I need a kiss to satisfy
To this girl I would tell no lies

Every time I find a girl I love
She just walks away
And every time I find a pretty face
She just slips away, slips away, yeah

Every time I find the one I love
She just walks away, yeah
And every time I find a pretty face
She just slips away, slips away, yeah

I need love to comfort me
I need a girl to set me free
Someone who loves me
Like nobody else
My girl loves me
And that's all I care

I need love
Oh baby, I need your love
I need your love
Oh I need your love
Oh yeah

I need love
(Repeat in back with following)

I need love
I need your love
I need love


Whiskey Woman
You never take my money
You never drive my cars
You've always had the good life
You never wished upon a star

No one will change your evil ways
You've got this groove you seem to dig
Well, your drinking's not a problem
Just a mere solution
Or some sort of means to an end

Looks like another whiskey woman
Never going home again
Looks like another whiskey woman
Elbows to the bar again
Watch it

She's got this thing about young lovers
Never knowing where they've been
She'll need no frustration
Or small conversation
She's never gonna see you again

No one will change your evil ways
You've got this groove you seem to dig
Well, your drinking's not a problem
Just a mere solution
Or some sort of means to an end

Looks like another whiskey woman
Never going home again
Looks like another whiskey woman
Elbows to the bar again
Watch it

She don't need complications
To her it's pretty simple
She'll always wash her problems away
But she never takes advice
She listens once or twice
Then she goes and does it her own way

You're sinking in your splendon
You drink like a contender
You do it to yourself every day,
Well, stop this cheap amusement
All this self abusement
Before your parents send you away

You're just another whiskey woman
Never going home again
You're just another whiskey woman
Never looking where you've been

You're just another whiskey woman
Never going home again
You're just another whiskey woman
Elbows to the bar again
What's with you
Have another drink, baby...


Hold On
I've got a feeling
That the ways of the world will change
Someday all people must
Sit down and rearrange

We've got to try
And keep up the democracy
Giving every man
His equality
Loving your brothers
And your sisters evenly
Giving no other man
More than his right to be

Hold on, hold on:
That's what the prophets say
Hold on, hold on:
That's what the teachers say
Hold on, hold on:
That's what the politicians say
Hold on, hold on:
But what do the people say

Let's be prepared
If you don't want to compromise
Together we fight for freedom
Fight all the lies
No more killing
No more struggle, no more strife
Our message is simple
Love sustains all life
Hold on, hold on

We've got to try
And keep up the democracy
Giving every man
His equality
Loving your brothers
And your sisters evenly
Giving no other man
More than his right to be

Hold on, hold on:
That's what the prophets say
Hold on, hold on:
That's what the politicians say
Hold on, hold on:
That's what the teachers say
Hold on, hold on:
But what do the people say

Hold on, hold on:
No more trouble, no more strife
Hold on, hold on:
Our message is simple
Hold on, hold on:
Love sustains all life
Hold on, hold on:
We fight for freedom
We fight the lies
Hold on, hold on


Sharpshooter
All day reading all your magazines
Thinking that you got it made
You're dressed to kill
You're going out tonight
Renting all your limousines

You're all right; you've got it made
You know every trick in the book
Looking sharp, you're feeling heat
Like some cat on a hot tin roof

Sharpshooter
Thinking that you've got it made
Sharpshooter
Leader of the Light Brigade

You're quick as a shot
You think you're hot
You're steely as you start the mark
You're going downtown
Looking mighty clean
Willing just to take a shot

It's all right, you've got it made
You know every trick in the book
Feeling heat, you look so sharp
Like some cat on a hot tin roof

Well, all right, it's okay
Tonight, you think you're number one
It's all right, It's okay
But we think you've just begun
It's all right, it's okay

Sharpshooter
Thinking that you've got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinking that you will be laid

All day reading all your magazines
Thinking that you got it made
You're dressed to kill
You're going out tonight
Renting all your limousines

You're all right, you've got it made
You know every trick in the book
Feel so sharp, look in heat
Like some cat on a hot tin roof

Well, all right, it's okay
Tonight, you think you're number one
It's all right, It's okay
But we think you've just begun
It's all right, it's okay

Sharpshooter
Taken by a moment to please
Sharpshooter
Looking for a lover to tease

Sharpshooter
Thinking that you've got it made
Sharpshooter
Thinking that you will be laid

Sharpshooter (Repeat)

Thank you!


Every Morning
One, two, three, four!

Every morning
When you walk by my window
Every word
You know you say is true
And every evening
When you walk by my doorstep
I think of words
I want to say to you

Oh I get this feeling
Deep inside my heart
I've had this feeling
From the very start
You've got me flipping
Like some poor dumb school boy
Your very presence
Fills me up with joy

Maybe it's not the way
You say you love me
It's in the things you do
To make my dreams come true; yeah
You don't ever have to worry
Every single word is true
I do love you, yeah

And every morning
That we spend together
You give me a fever
Burns inside my soul
And in the evening
When we're all alone, girl
Your very touch
Sends me out of control

Oh every morning
That you walk by my window
Every thought of you
Is plain to see

And in the evening
When you walk by my doorstep
There's only one place
I want you to be

Maybe it's not the way
You say you love me
Or in the words you choose
That takes away my blues, yeah
You don't ever have to worry
Every single word is true
I do love you, oh yeah, oh yeah

Maybe it's not the way
You softly whisper
And talk to me with your eyes
You've got the heart of school girl
The look of a women surprised
Don't you know that when you tell me
That you need me, girl
You make everything all right
Ooh girl, there's a feeling
That I just can't hide
Feeling I just can't hide
Can't hide, oh yeah
Feeling I just can't hide

Oh 'cause every, morning
You know I love you
I got this feeling:
I just can't hide
And every evening
I feel this yearning
I feel my soul burning
Deep inside

Now every morning
I've got this rush
It's all the same, girl
What's the rush
Now every evening
I've got to have you
There's no explaining
What's to kiss for


Action
Yeah, oh yeah

If you've got a love
I'll call up a friend
If you've got some action
You better let me in
If you've got a sweetheart
Keep her locked up tight
If she needs a little loving
I'll be around tonight

I'm feeling kind of lonely
I need someone to hold me
I need some action, yeah
I need some action (Action)
Oh, I need some action (Action)
Yeah, just a reaction

If you've got connections
I'll lend you a dime
I'll pull out all the stops tonight
We're gonna have a good time
I'll fire up my motor bike
I'll polish up my boots
I'm cruising up the strip tonight
Yeah, I'm feeling kind of loose

I'm feeling kind of lonely
I need someone to hold me
I need some action yeah
I need a little action (Action)
Oh, I've gotta have some action (Acton)
Yeah, just a reaction

My body's hot
I need a little satisfaction
Hope I find
A girl vith the same reaction
I can't control myself

I just need a little help
I need some action
Well, baby, I need some action
I've gotta have some action
Oh just a little reaction

My hair's slicked back
My pants stay dry
I'm feeling like a shooting star
My leather's shining in the night
I'm loading up my love gun
I'll put it right between your eyes
And if I find a little girl tonight
You know I aim to satisfy

I'm feeling kind of lonely
I need someone to hold me
I need some action, yeah, you know
I need a little action (Action)
Oh you know
I gotta have some action (Action)
Oh maybe a reaction

I need some action, yeah, you know
I need a little action (Action)
Oh you know
I gotta have some action (Action)
Oh just a reaction
Action,yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah


Shy Away
Oh yeah, oh yeah

You know if I could be like you are
I'd never have to worry at all
I'd never have a problem
In the loving sense of the word
My life'd be less disturbed
Deep in my heart

Don't shy away
From your lover's charms
Don't shy away
From his arms
Don't shy away
From your broken heart
Don't shy away
From now on

Cigarettes don't control you
And coffee doesn't seem to help
The minute that you see him
Walking down the street
Your body just seems to melt
Now, just because
The last man failed you
Maybe it wasn't meant to be
Baby, that' the way it seems
In your heart

Don't shy away
From your lover's charms
Don't shy away
From his arms
Don't shy away
From your broken heart
Don't shy away
From now on

Now, in the evening
When you're all alone
The feelings start to slip
Go ahead and think
Of the man that's brought you
On your trip

Oh yeah. oh yeah

Now I would see
If he's the right one
Before I'd say goodnight
I think he's the one
You've been looking for
There's a twinkle in your eye
Now when you talk about his loving
And you wish that you had it all
But you're afraid to take the fall
You've got to find it
In your own weary heart, yeah

Weary heart. yeah

Don't shy away
From your lover's charms
Don't shy away
From his arms
Don't shy away
From your broken heart
Don't shy away
From now on

Don't shy away
From your lover's charms
Don't shy away
From his arms
Don't shy away
Frorn your broken heart
Don't shy away
Away, away, away away


Does It Really Matter?
Can you hear me when I talk to you
Or maybe voices ain't in style tonight
Can you feel something's in the air
It's strange
But I don't feel alive tonight

It's all over
Baby, for for you and I
And if it's true what they say
About love anyway

I'll just die tonight

How can I reach you
You're so far away
But maybe it's past the point
Of reasoning
I thought it was love
I thought it was real
Your leaving never did occur to me

It's all over
Baby, for for you and I
And if it's true what they say
About love anyway

Does it really matter
Does it really matter to me
Does it really matter that much to you

Well, does it make you sad
Does it make you cry
Do you think the whole damn thing
Will work out
Does it make you see
Does it make you feel
Does it hurt you like it's hurting me
Yeah, yeah

It's all over
Baby, for for you and I
And if it's true what they say
About love anyway

Does it really matter
Does it really matter to you
Does it really matter that much to me

Oh, does it make you sad
Does it make you cry
Do you think the whole damn thing
Will work out
Does it make you feel
Does it make you see
Does it hurt you like it's hurting me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Does it hurt you like it's hurting me
Oh yeah, yeah
Does it hurt you like it's hurting me

Does it hurt you like it's hurting me
(Repeat and fade with ad lib)

Does it really matter
(Repeat and fade with ad lib)


Spanish Boy
Now I'm gonna tell you a story
Ain't gonna tell no lies
Tell you about a little Spanish boy
And the story of his life
He was just barely seventeen
When his whole world blow apart
Hidden in the country of a Spanish crown
This was only just the start

His daddy was a gangster
His mama was a whore
He lived on the coast in a Spanish town
In southern El Salvador
He was happy as a stock boy
Keeping busy all day through
Never listened to the other boys talk
It was strictly against the rules
Oh yeah, he was a passive boy

But one day he heard them talking
About some trouble outside of town
Two men were shot cold dead in the street
Two rebels can't be found
He hears it on the radio
Sees it on the news
Sat around, before too long
There's something he's gotta do

His mama told him one day
Boy, you're gonna be a man
You better make sure
What crowd you're with
'Cause you gotta have the upper hand
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You better make sure
What crowd you're with
'Cause you gotta have the upper hand
Shoot 'em, Whitford

It was a hot September night
Packed himself some rolls
Grabbed a pair of his daddy's boots
And headed quietly out the door
He looked up at the moon so bright
His heart was filled with fear
He's walking through the dark of night
Where a man shed no tears
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Looking at the stars so bright
His heart filled with fear
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He's walking through the dark of night
Where a man sheds no tears
He was just a Spanish boy
Listen

I'm gonna tell you a story
Ain't gonna tell you no lies
I told you 'bout this Spanish boy
And the story of his life
His daddy was a gangster
His mama was a whore
He had no choice
But to join the fight
The rebels of Salvador

He was a Spanish boy (Living fast)
A Spanish boy (A life so hard)
He was a Spanish boy (God gave the order)
A Spanish boy
Just a Spanish boy,
Oh working too hard stock boy


Mystery Girl
You've got me running
Every single night
There's no explaining
Well, it's wrong or right
Fever's burning
Deep inside my soul
I'm sort of scared
That I'll let you go

Where have you been
All these lonely nights
People say
You ain't doing me right
Suzanne, you've got me
In the shadows of night
Come on, honey
Won't you show me the light

I'm going downtown
Where I know I can score
Hot streets
Full of johns and whores
I thought of leaving
But I can't resist
Something about you
Turns my head to bliss
I'm going downtown
Where I know I can score
Hot streets
Full of johns and whores
I gotta find a place
To lay my head

Suzanne, you're just a mystery girl
In your own little mystery world
You tell me things I know ain't true
But I always wonder

You play a game that I just can't see
If you'd only listen to me
I can't break her mysterious dreams
She's living in a rip at the seams

Suzanne, the games you play
I thought were true
Whatever happened to the rules
She plays tricks I don't understand
I'll never be a mystery man

I'm going downtown
Where I know I can score
Hot streets
Full of johns and whores
I thought of leaving
But I can't resist
Something about you
Turns my head to bliss
I'm going downtown
Where I know I can score
Hot streets
Full of johns and whores
I gotta find a place
To lay my head

Going there
Lay my head

Suzanne, you're just a mystery girl
In your own little mystery world
Suzanne, you're just a mystery girl
In your own little mystery world

Suzanne, you're just a mystery girl
In your own little mystery world
You tell me things I know ain't true
But I always wonder


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