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1. _ Downtown
Get to the heart
Baby, the heart of the city
Meet me in a fire fight
Of lusty boys in candlelight
Beat to the heart, baby the heart of the city
Veins pop and cry for more
And lick it off the killing floor
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-d-downtown akron!
Move to the beat. baby the beat of the city
Rubber glove me when you love me
Promise me protection
Dance to the heat, baby the heat of the city
Glorify my oozing head
And raise me from the living dead
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-d-downtown akron!
Downtown me - baby strip me
Chop me, adopt me, bend me like a rubber dolly
Downtown me - demolition me
Raise me, appraise me, the portage hotel and me
Downtown me - with a lobotomy
Take me to the cuyahoga valley and make a man of me
Get to the heart, baby the heart of the city
Say you love it when you shove it
Don't be sentimental
Move to the heart, baby - the heart of the city
This is where the future lies
Beneath the burning sulphur skies
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-downtown c'mon
D-d-d-d-downtown akron!
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2. _ No Guarantee
No guarantee
Is what i'm getting today
Appetite's so rampant
And they're demanding money
Everybody wants a good time
Yeah-yeah-yeah
And wild terms to agree
No credit taken
Oh oh oh whoa whoa whoa whoa
No guarantee
No guarantee
When we kiss
Your lips are tempting
Well baby listen to this
Gotta have some action
Yeah-yeah-yeah
You know i got to be free
Contracts are binding
Oh oh oh whoa whoa whoa whoa
No guarantee
Guarantee my baby
Guarantee my love
Guarantee me for a month of good sundays
Promise me every single one'll be fun-days
Give me a dime for every party revolution
Launder my debts in paragorical solution
Even the boss has been slandered and slagged
Now he's sitting in the alley
With a bottle in a paper bag
No guarantee
When we play
Turn the house lights up bob
- fellas look over dey!
This hall is empty
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Up to 17b
But what's depressing
Oh oh oh whoa whoa whoa whoa
No guarantee
Guarantee me
Guarantee baby
Guarantee my love
Oh guarantee when you're coming in me
You got a rubber on baby
Guarantee when i love you for free
I`m gonna pay one day
Oh guarantee
When you sock it to me
When you punch it to me
When you hook it to me
When you knock it to me
When you talk it to me
You guarantee my love
Oh!
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3. _ If There Was A Man
If there was a man i could dream of
I'd dream about a dream come true
If there was a man i could ever love
I'd wait a million years for someone just like you
All my life i have been waiting
Never taking any chances, always hesitating
Where's the prayer, where's the glory
Where's the one i'm holding out for
When's he walking through the door
The one that you walked through
If he isn't you
If there was a man i could dream of
I'd dream about a dream come true
If there was a man i could ever love
I'd wait a million years for someone just like you
Happy endings never find me
I put all my fantasies and hopes of love behind me
Saw my moments overdoomed but
If there was a man out there for me
I wish it would be
Someone who could love me too
If someone was you
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4. _ Hold A Candle To This
So much for banning the bomb
The president's wife is carrying a hand gun
If you want blood sports for fun now
They call me 'the hunter' - better run now
You hear a 'crack' in the distance baby
Your phoney mating calls' resistance maybe
Don't smile - we're gonna get you
We'll have your rifle off you too
Gimme a kiss
And hold a candle to this!
Foxy lady dressed to kill
You say you won't but you will
What's on your face and your breath mama?
You wear your glory or death mama
But liberation's on the way
Every dog's gonna have it's day
Pack up your rape racks and crush box out of hell
Farmer in the dell
Oh please i insist
Hold a candle to this!
Bring on the ecstasy!
And the bliss
Bring on my wedding day
And everybody's birthday
Blow up the abbatoir!
Detonate!
We're going home
Where the buffalo roam!
There's a new generation
From osaka, siam and saigon
The sailors mixed it on the shore
They were making love and making war
Well here's a present for the navy
Same meat -different gravy
Those chicks will find you - that's for sure
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - tell the people what she wore!
(you're american miss)
Hold a candle to this!
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