Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'Hot Stuff - Donna Summer
Waitin' for some lover to call
I heard your voice through a photographOtherside -- Red Hot Chili Peppers
I thought it up and brought up the past
Once you know, you can never go back
New York is cold and dampShe Was Hot -- Rolling Stones
TV is just a blank
Looks like another dead end Sunday
I'm the burning bush, I'm the burning fireShe's So Cold - Rolling Stones
I'm the bleeding volcano
I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her
I'm so hot for her
You're digging for goldCold As Ice -- Foreigner
Yet throwing away
A fortune in feelings
But someday you'll pay
Get up off your knees, come on walk with meStone Cold Bush - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Tell me what you need to get along
A statue come to life
I cut you with my knife
The time of dreams has turnedThe Sabbath Stones -- Black Sabbath
The night is gone and light shines on
Where darkness once would hide
With spirits high, our fears were born
Well, she ain't no singerSweet Black Angel - Rolling Stones
And she ain't no star,
But she sure talk good,
And she move so fast.
But the gal in danger,
Yeah, de gal in chains,
But she keep on pushin',
Would ya take her place?
She countin' up de minutes,
She countin' up de days
Oh, I see a man at the backBallroom Blitz -- Sweet
As a matter of fact, his eyes are as red as a sun
And a girl in the corner, let no one ignore her
'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on meWorkin' For MCA -- Lynyrd Skynyrd
From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honkytonk
Along come Mr Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want
All day long they work so hardWorking On The Chain Gang - Sam Cooke
'Til the sun is going down
Working on the highway and byways
And wearing, wearing a frown
You hear them moaning their lives away
Then you hear somebody say
The song goes onCooks County -- The Who
I'll sing again until the music enervates
The song goes on
The sting of pain will dull and finally fade away
Take these stripes from around meCounty Jail Blues - Big Maceo Merriweather
Chains from around my legs
The stripes don't hurt me
The chains could kill me dead