Riding a hurricane, tied to a ball and chain
Too much of a good good thing, it kind of stops you in your tracks
How did you ever get this far, now honey don't look back
And you best beleiving that all that's good is inside of you
Heh, inside of you, yeah

Ride on a carpet ride, high on the tears you cried
One's just too many but a thousands not enough

Looking through the looking glass
Looking back at me
I got X-Ray rear view vision
But I don't like what I see

Now, I'd should not bitch and moan
But there's not much I can do
When you're hangin' by a thread
And I'm hangin' on to you

(Chorus)
Baby we can fall apart
Or we can fall together
It's a long, way down
We can make a new start
Never say never
We can fall apart

Remember when somebody
Tried to tell you how to walk
And now they got the balls
To tell us how we should talk

Oh no, glove love ain't cool
I must agree
So get outta my face
You ain't got nothing on me

Some say they do
Some say they don't
I take it in stride
And I can never get enough
If I don't got to swallow my pride
I heard it all before and then

I was dancing down the sidewalk
Just some slam dunk
That you might jive
And I wondered then
About his old girlfriend
Was she still around - still alive

It's been years
Since my gears have been turning
Since I asked her same dice dance
How the flames of my poor heart been burning
If it's hate then this must be romance

(Chorus)
Head first, baby
How the good time feelin' lingers

All night long
Hollywood
All night long

You're saddle sore
And on the grind
Just pushed you a little bit more

Don't mind if I do
It's Hollywood
Hot damn - hands in a jam
Never say can't
'Cause you know you can
In Hollywood

Don't be mesmerized
What goes on here
Ain't no surprise
As long as you'll be cool
In Hollywood
Oh, wee set the pace
Fill your nose
Despite your face

I'm not talking
That's what I got to say
Think I couldn't see her
Seems I really screwed her
I jumped to that conclution
She only constitution
Well that's one thing
I could do without

I'm not talking
That's what I got to say
Think I could have get her
I'm gonna make her sweat yeah
My could still alute her
Keep my ass on tutor
Don't call me, baby
I call you

I'm not talking

(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Marti Frederiksen)

What ya gonna do when the Angels come?
Get movin', yeah movin'
I'm gonna get your kicks a-from a 911
It's groovin', so soothin'

Your passion to bleed is just lookin' to feed
Your own fancy
The blind side o' you is a bad dream come true
That you can't see.

[Chorus:]
From an Angel's eye
Kiss it all goodbye
From an Angel's eye

Put your biscuits in the oven
Honey, put your buns in bed
I wanna come inside your kitchen
Wanna taste your shortening bread

I want to jump into your skillet
Honey, tickle your home fries
I gotta hambone working fill it
Won't you try it on for size

Uh uh uh uh uh
Baby ask me no questions
I'll tell you no lies
Put your biscuits in the oven
Honey, watch my dumplin

It be night time when shadows fade
She was dressed like a chamber maid
All decked out in silk and I took her
Like a cat takes to milk
Come here little Queenie or...
Has the cat got your tongue?
Can't let nobody see me
Come on girl while we're still young
'Cause there's never been no lover's knot
Can tie you down 'cause you're so hot
Don't pinch me ass I may be dreamin'

If you see Kay, you got to revel
No angel wings more like the devil
She was so hot, so cool and nasty
Believe it or not here's what she asked me...
'If you need love with no condition
Let's Do the Do honey I'm on a mission'

Ain't no mistakin', my body's shakin'
My soul's been taken
By a Devil with a New Disguise
The girl's so witchin', my backbone's twitchin'

I was walkin' down the street
When someone called my name
She had spiked heels on her feet
And she was feelin' no pain

Ohhh must be Lizard Love

So I hid behind the newspaper
Turned to page six
She was in her birthday suit
Behind a crucifix

Ohhh must be Lizard Love

She was hangin' big booty
She was puss n' boots way up to here
She's a little bit of heaven, a 24-7

I tell you what I'm talkin' about
Remember not too long ago
I was down and out of luck
I was out to do the dirty deed and didnt give a f*** (cover with background vocal)

And then she caught my eye
The girl was lookin' fresh
And what was underneath it all
Was passion in the flesh

If you think you see the devil's horns
Baby you're so right
Cause I been lookin for an outside fix

{Refrain}Oh, I love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, I love trash

I have here a sneaker that's tattered and worn
It's all full of holes and the laces are torn
A gift from my mother the day I was born
I love it because it's trash

{Refrain}

I have here some newspaper thirteen months old

Now it's time
To say good night to you
Now it's time
To bid you sweet adieu

And maybe, drink a cheers to yesterday
And maybe, you'll drink those tears away

So baby, don't let go
Hold on real tight
'Cause i'll be home tonight
Tonight

So baby, don't let go
Hold on real tight
'Cause i'll be home tonight
Tonight
Tonight

Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
Singin' how de do
Backstreet a boogie in the house of delight
Where they steal the show
The money come sour but the ladies are sweet
It's a love affair
Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
A when the gang's all there

He gets his woman every night for free
He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na, na, na, na, na

Do you like good boogie
Like a real boogie woogie
Hear the juke box singin'
A get the dance hall swingin'
A won't you grab my shaker
I got to meet your maker
Uumm get out the lead
Get out on up there
Get the lead out

(Get ready), I'll show you my fist
(Get ready), take hold of my wrist
(Get ready), we really can't miss
(Get ready)

Uumm, hey good lookin'

Lord I must be dreamin'
What else could this be
Everybody's screamin'
Running' for the sea

Holy lands are sinkin'
Birds take to the sky
The prophets are all stinking drunk
I know the reason why

Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so ill at ease
Everything is on fire
Shit piled up to the knees
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame

Please, I just got to talk to you
Please, a getcha your head out of the loo
Please, and we're a long, long way from home
Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone

[Chorus]

Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, you're really ain't that young

Please, you were much to my surprise

The street is cold, the dawn is gray
My heart says no but my head says stay
My work is finished, or so I've been told
You can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot my name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
Tell by the shape I'm in

In the line of fire, you know what to say
They gave us no choices, just one shade of gray

Goin' under, rats in the cellar
Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow
Nose is runny, losin' my connection
Losin' money, getting no affection

New York City blues
East side, West side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearing
Tearing me apart

Safe complaining, 'cause everything's rotten
Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten

I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home
Right!
Yeah...yeah

Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty

Yes sir, no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse

I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again

Ridin' into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That'd make a grown man cry

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back