Tema: ZZ Top - Tekstovi Pesama

Vincent Price Blues

There's a rockin' time on the borderline
Between sundown and up
There's an off-the-wall cantina, man
Just waitin' to tear you up
The locals know that in you go
And out con nalgas fried
Night descends, and the fun begins
Way out the other side

But, I didn't say it
Oh, no
Vincent Price said it's alright
Vincent Price said it's OK

There's a very cherry charmer
Oozin' groovin' grease
She come in with the graveyard shift
A pleasin' teasin' squeeze
El jeffe [sic] holler mucho mas
Get some sucker's ass inside
I think you'll know you gotta go
To get some satisfy

But, I didn't say it
Oh, no
Vincent Price said it's alright
Vincent Price said it's OK

I've dined at Spago and Eclipse
And Whataburger too
I've had Mescal with lotsa gals
Along 5th Avenue
I always shot the best they got
Dinero no problema
Ain't no quarter south-the-border
In this off the wall cantina

But, I didn't say it
Oh, no
Vincent Price said it's alright
VIncent Price said it's ok
Vincent, Vincent Price said it's alright
Vincent Price said it's OK

What's Up With That

Well how much blues do you use
Before you use it up
And how many fools take a chance
Before they hit it lucky
Tomorrow's wanna be the day
It never seem to work that way

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

Everybody want a little more
Than they think they got
But what you might think it is,
Might really not be, baby
Pick it up or leave it lay
It always seem to slip away

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

Now how high will a river get
Before it overflows
And how long is the hole to China
It don't really know
This is what it's all about
There's always gonna be a doubt

What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that
What's up with that

Zipper Job

He/she wanna be
Body and soul just don't agree
There's an answer, gotta go for a
Tijuana tuck-n-roll

He/she just got a zipper job
A zipper job

It ain't nothin', it ain't no thing
It's just changin' face of yin and yang
Ain't no callin' for alarm
It's just a different kind of charm

It's alright, on one condition
Certainly before transition
No one even need a clue
Just pull the old switch-a-roo

He/she done got a brand-new glistening zipper job
Oh yes, a zipper job

Flip, strip, zip, trip a talon-42

Timing is everything
For kings, queens, and in-betweens
It's a question of what to do
'Cos what is what and who is who?

He/she just got a zipper job
An everlasting zipper job

Hairdresser

What a shame, what a shame, what a shame
The shape my hair is in
It's way too humid, today, my head, it ain't no friend
If I was seen out, I'd have me arrested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser, hairdresser

She's hip to the latest bob,
She give a good lather-job
She don't stand no messin' around
Gimme, gimme, gimme my hairdresser this town

Hairdresser, hairdresser
Conk it up, conk me baby

I likes a wax, I likes a straight
I don't like the kind of hair you love to hate
I can dig it dread, I can dig it buzzed
I can dig a 'do' that does the fuzz
God, my hair it looks molested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser, hairdresser
Hairdresser, hairdresser
Yo, yo, Milano

My Mind Is Gone

I have to go to my parole-boy
To remember just who I am
One thing else I don't enjoy is
Forgetting her monogram
She electrifies my physical mass
She really turns me on

My mind is gone
My mind is gone

She quite simply wrecks me
She just tears me apart
She screws me up and skewers me
She made it quite an art
She guts me like a hollow-point
She really turns me on

My mind is gone
My mind is gone

Yeah, Billy
I know what you mean

It's the smell of the dress
That made my mind a mess
It's her chokin' throat
Really gets my goat-tee and amen
Yes, indeed
She makes my head and heart bleed
Been so long since I knocked some off

My mind is gone
My mind is gone
My mind is gone
My mind is gone

Tell me about it

Loaded

Loaded
Gonna have a good time
Loaded
Gonna have a good, good time
Don't you know that I wanna get loaded

Lit
Brighter than my butane
I said lit
Hotter than my low-down thing
Take me inside-out, 'til I'm gone insane
Well, oh yeah, shellac

Loaded, loaded, locomotive
Loaded, loaded, disembodied
Let's fry
Like a Paxton blower
Like a Paxton twist
Black Cadillac
Aphrodesiac

Loaded
Tankin', skankin' with the rank-n-file
Load me up
Gettin' it good for a little while
Don't you know that I wanna get loaded
Yeah, put me up

Loaded, loaded, locomotive
Loaded, loaded, don't you just know it
Harpoon, loaded, well
Like Bridgette Bardot
Like a French high-roller

Prettyhead

Don't send me no bag, don't send me no skag
A pin-headed ho won't do
Don't send me no square without some beehive hair
She got to have her rhythm with blues

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
Gotta have a prettyhead, I said pretty head

Don't send nothin' lame, don't send nothin' tame
A scatter-brained ho won't do
Don't send me no skang, don't send me nothin' rang
I want it hot, righteous and blue

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
GOtta have a prettyhead, I said pretty head

Play the guitar

Drop-dead, big red, icy head, pretty pretty head

Don't send me no twig, don't send nothin' big
With a sideways thing-a-majig
Don't send me no pro, don't send nothin' low
Down and out, holdin' out ho

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
Gotta have a prettyhead, said pretty, pretty head

Mescalero

Mescalero es lo que quiero
Combinacion peligroso
Y es nada especial
Este cosa es bueno, you know, I know so
mescalero, turn your head like a red sombrero
mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, que es esto
No se, mi companero
Mescalero, que es esto
Pero este es lo que quiero
Mescalero, lights me up like a flaming arrow
Mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, El Camino Ford Ranchero
Mescalero, mescalero
Mescalero, mescalero
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it...

Two Ways To Play

Something crossed my mind again and you were in my eyes
It was somewhere that I've already been
Tellin all those lies
But I've been there and you've been there and there ain't no mistake
We could take it anyway
But there one thing you can say
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
I dont wanna stay
There's just two ways to play and I'm gonna play it right this time

There's always the easy numbers there's those hard ways too
there's those cheaters numbers
Its either one of two
But fortune tellin's mesmerizin' in the game of chance
Rollin' dice ain't sympathizin when you play romance
There's just two ways to play
Just two ways to play
I don't wanna stay
There's just two ways to play

I can't control the numbers can't control your sexy ways
I can't control my inner thunder it makes me wander round for days

Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
There's just two ways to play, I'm gonna play it right this time,
There's two ways to play
There's just two ways to play
Two ways to play
There's just two ways to play

And I don't want to stay
There's just two ways to play

Alley-Gator

Crawlin cross the floor at the Holiday Inn motel
I saw that girl that my swamp bone knew so well
She crawled out of Texas and flipped off to Baton Rouge
She got that Gulf coast sun tan that give the(a) poor boy the blues
Alley gator, with those hypnotic big green eyes
Alley gator, she make you crave her, she'll chew it up it ain't no lie

Crawlin through the weeds with a Louisiana mean toothed grin
You can tell her that you love her then you better tell her once again
She might scratch your back and rub you with her rack
You better watch out, stand back
Alley gator, with the hypnotic big green eyes
Alley gator, she make you crave her,
She'll chew you up it ain't no lie listen here

Alley gator, with the hypnotic big green eyes
Alley gator, she'll make you crave her
She'll chew you up it ain't no lie, listen here
Alley gator with those hypnotic big green eyes
Alley gator, alley gator, alley gator, alley gator, alley gator, alley gator
Alley gator, alley gator, crocodile, alley gator