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Pilot John
Venice beach, crowded coffee
shop, alone i sit empty my third cup, flirting with Dolores-waitress
i can't tip told me she's a Taurus she's gotta funky lip...well
i'm not here-i'm missing out again...i'm spacing out, i
need a brake again...Pilot John laughing from the sky,
flying high....Pilot John take me for a spin
one more time. Pilot
John in San Francisco sky, feeling sharp, getting really
high, looking at the ground checking out his gear watching
for the mountains thinking of his beer, well i wanna fly,
but i'm stuck here on the ground, well i wanna fly-and
never tocome down.
Bedroom Boogie
I've been breaking my balls, trying 'show
you my world, like a lizard i climb about a million walls,
I,ve been checking you out, just how far you can go, and
i've been busting my ass to make you happy at least...I
hope that you can find what you need-life is Bedroom Boogie.
I can learn how to smoke, smoke you outta my way, there's
pain in my heart started going away, i've been craving
you babe,
and you burned me so bad, you can run from yourself,
but i know where you at...
Tell Me Who's Your Daddy
Baby's got a brand new furcoat,
walks like a superstar,fishnet stockings, brand new boobjob,100
thousand dollar car, she goes out booty clapping, she's
getting california tan, she's got her life together
now yeah, baby's got a brand new man...Tell me who's
your Daddy, who's your Daddy now. She starts her day
with martini, drinking is part of the show, she puts
on the leather bikini, and she's back at being a ho,
she's thinking of having a facelift, when she's watching
TV, she's looking for somebody with the sexual uplift,
cool Daddy wanna be...I remember good times that we had,
she was fine i wasn't so bad, we shared an ice cream
and i felt just like a king, but now she's got a sugar
Daddy paying for everything...
San Antone
I'm walking around- looking at the
letter from my sweetie pie, she said "i'm here
with my cousin- he got so rich- we don't have to spent
a dime- i say why don't we pack everything
and go",
i'm just a guy i'll never be something that i'm not, i'll
never be a "celebrity" and
that's the end of that, i say why don't we pack everything
and go... Baby lets move back to Texas, we'll be country
to the bone ,i'll be jogging in my boxers on the streets
of San Antone. Surfing through the internet till i see
the stars, i think that trip to San Antone should be "tripper" than
a trip to Mars, hey whatta life back in San Antone...
Baby lets move back to Texas, we'll be country to the
bone,
i'll be jogging in my boxers on the streets of San Antone.
Baby time is running out, sugar everything must go, honey
we're in it for the money, good times back in San Antone...oh
yeah, we've got our cousin's cash, lets get us a trailer
call it home, even if they call us "trailer trash",
good times back in San Antone!
Ready to Fly
We gotta big limousine, let everybody
get in, lets go cruisin'
around it's time to wake up this
town, the road we're taking is rough, but we just like
it, and everybody's tuff, our weels are covered with
dust, hey mister driver step on the gas...We're ready
to fly, we gonna cruise tonight. We gotta captain named
Jim, he drives our white limousine, we gotta pretty blond
nurse, she's got some crack in her purse, we gotta fireman-
Bill, he starts the fire with Jill, she's slamming down
cogniac, she's on vacation from Jack...We're Ready to
fly, we gonna cruise tonight
Sticky Little Girl
I was standing by the
jukebox, chewing on my peppermint gum, i felt nutty
as a fruit cake, sexy as a hamburger bun, i saw her floating
by me, with a little black book in her hand, she must've
been a writer, working at the hotdog stand. So what's
a girl like you doing in a dump like this- that's what
I wanna know...Sticky Little Girl, she was Sticky Little
Girl. I went to check her out, she was rocking in the
hotdog smoke, she had frosty purple lips, she was sipping
on the cherry coke, my temperature was rising, i was
staring at her bowling shoes, i had one thing on my mind,
and nothing in my pockets to loose...She told me secrets
from her black book, about men she met in life, she got
me hooked on the hotdogs then we stayed around till five,
every summer i go to the same place, looking for the
hotdog stand, i know i'll never find her maybe it's just
happy
end...Sticky Little Girl, she was Sticky Little Girl.
I Will Come Back
I drank my wine, and put the bottle
down, put on my shoes and smile, tonight again we're
shaking up this town, tonight it's russian style. If
you hear the radio play this song nonstop, you can
say your sugar-booger made it to the top, if it makes
you horny and you about to crack wait for me- i will
come back. I look at you you staring at my face, you
wonder what inside, i'll make it clear our mission
here to rock, let's rock'n roll all night. If you hear
the radio play this song nonstop, you can say your
sugar-booger made it to the top, if it makes you horny
and you about
to crack wait for me- i will come back.
If I Set You Free
Is there something you won't tell
me, something i don't know, are you hiding what's
inside and don't let it show, you don't have to look
for reasons tell me that we thru, i don't wanna live
without you, and you know it's true...If i set you free,
there's nothing left for me, if you let me go, i loose
my soul...I can hear your voice thru silence, though
i hear no words, kill me with your friendly violence take
a way what hurts, i've been poisoned by your kisses, and
it made me blind, i've been marked with all your colors,
it took a way my mind...I'm chasing clowns in my
head, everyday i think of what we had, when it rains i
think of you, even sunshine makes me blue i don't
wanna believe that we are thru...If i set you free,
there's nothing left for me, if you let me go, i
loose my soul...
Happy That I'm Sraight
I woke up in fear today,
i've been chased by women in my dreams-so much
for having quiet life, i looked outside my window
frame, another sunny day in LA, hey man- welcome
to the
dogs life...I met a girl last night, we had a drink or
two, she took me shopping for a lubricant, and
on the way back home she just smiled and said:
Straight
i'm so happy that i'm straight...I ran into my
friend today, he was wearing something really fresh,
he was on his way to the gay parade, i asked him
how was everything, he grabbed a cigarette and
rolled his eyes, oh man i'm desperate to get laid...he
said his boyfriend left ,he said his name was Jeff,
he couldn't stand the traffic in LA, he tried 'pinch
my ass smiled at me and said: Gay i'm so happy that i'm
gay...I really dig this town man, i can't wait to see another
day, i love the people in LA, ecstatic i was driving home,
from the happy hour food buffet, i got pulled over
yesterday...they made me walk the line, they got me "breathelized",
but couldn't pin me the DUI and as i walked away i had
to smile and said: Straight- i'm so happy that i'm straight...
Naked Rock Star
Tell me what's on your mind, when you
wake up in the morning, and you look at the girl next
to you, is your head alright? tell me if your shoes still
on, did you take off your jacket? must be hard to be
a star and stay up all night. You were born with the
silver spoon, now you're taking over Hollywood, you're
the big shot- you're the big shot, maybe i could carry
your guitar case, introduce you to the blond dutch, maybe
you can take us out for lunch...well, life you living
now ain't too bad- use your head. Tell me how much do
you care for the e-mails they sent you? did you ever
open envelopes with the lipstick on, wonder what's in
your hair makes your head all shiny, it really matches
up your cadillac i saw you driving along...You were born
with the silver spoon, now you taking over Hollywood,
you're a big shot you're a star...well, the life you living
now ain't too bad, just use your head...
All songs written by Zhenya Rock © 2001 by Red Elvises
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