(Chapman/Chinn)
Well you call your mamma tiger
And we all know you are lying
And your boyfriend's name is eagle
And he lives up in the sky (high high)
Watch out the tiger don't go claw the eagle's eye
But let the eagle take the tiger by surprise
Scratch out her eyes
So make a stand for your man, honey
Try to can the can
Put your man in the can, honey
Get him while you can
Can the can
Can the can

(Chapman/Chinn)
Well you got the hands of a man and the face of a little boy blue-ue
And when you stand you're so grand there's a case just for looking at you-oo oo-oo
You're so young, you could have been the devil's son
You're so young, but like a hang up I'll be sad when you're old and you're gone
Watch Out!
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)

(Gilder)
Aaah! Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!
Roxy Roller Roxy might turn some heads tonight
Flash light streamin'
Peaches and cream delight
Roxy Roller
Five pound job she gets bubblegum on her knees
Down between the seats sometimes she'll pass you her key
Roxy Roller
Ooh Roxy Roller
Aaah! Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!
Daddy-O Commissioner took far more than his share

(Quatro/Tuckey)
You never take me out to party
You're a little bitch blue
The man wrote his story
He never took account of you
You give a lot of hurtin'
Honey you're too bad
And the way that you're goin'
You ain't ever gonna last
Some think I'm crazy
Grew up too soon
Red hot lover
Sending all her money too too too
Little bitch bluebitch blue
Some think I'm crazy
Grew up too soon
Red hot lover

(Quatro-Tuckey)
Born in the world of a fifty-dollar dream
Tailor-made coat with a straight back seam
Just can't resist the twilight life of a queen
Takin' pocket money givin' shady secrets back
Soft-spoken sillhouette is part of the act
Mother's undertaker wouldn't dig you a hole in the wall
[Chorus:]
Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

(Quatro/Tuckey)
Down in Motor City where I come from
People like their music loud
Motown was born down the east side
Detroit is the name of my town
Factory-workers, hippies and crew-cuts
Jumping up and down in their seats
In the daytime it sure looks different
But at night it's just a rock-n-roll beat
[Chorus:]
So rev my engine
Shine my machine
Drive me-pet me, baby
Fill me with Slo-Gin

(Quatro/Tuckey)
Give me the man who ain't like no other man
Gives lovin' freely
Official Suburbian Superman
No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair
No moody Judy
Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year
Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves
And the streets they're lined with lamplights
And there's one for every door
The gates ain't even pad locked
And the windows are open wide

(Quatro/Tuckey)
Go into the parlour
Make yourself at home
Don't you think you oughta
Call me on the phone
Before you come around
Pour yourself a whisky if you have a thirst
If it makes you frisky
I guess I'll never learn
Baby what you're doin' to me
Touch me with your Roman Fingers
Love me 'til the day I die
I'll never leave you Roman Fingers
You know why
Touch me with your Roman Fingers

Age of sixteen I was on the road
Doing things you've never seen
And I've been used
I've been confused
Trying to live the life I lead
You can't put the blame on me
I've been misunderstood
Never could get satisfied
Living how you think I should
Don't tell me what to do
And don't tell me how to spend my time
I ain't got nothing to hide
I'm free to be what I want to be
And nobody owns my mind

I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
Tell me that you love me, baby
Tell me that you understand
Tell me that you love me, baby
I wanna be your man
[Chorus:]
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
Love you like no other, baby
Like no other can
Love you like no other, baby
Like no other can

(Chapman/Chinn)
[Chorus:]
Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love
[Chorus]
Drags his woman back of the hill
Rough, and tough, but I don't care
You be Tarzan, and I'll be Jane
Run off and leave you
But I'll come back again
(Heavy Sigh!)
[Chorus]
You be Adam, and I'll be Eve
Primitive love is all I need

(Blackwell/Presley)
Well, bless my soul. What's wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm acting queer as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
My hands are shaking and my knees are week
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Well, please don't ask me what's on my mind

(Quatro/Tuckey)
[Chorus:]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Tune my mind to the station radio
My baby told me he ain't comin' back no mo'
Romeo, don't you know
You steal my pride and go
Turned me on from he old matrimonial blow
He's so stiff even music couldn't make him go

(Quatro/Tuckey)
[Chorus:]
Skin tight skin, hair dyed and walks like a rainbow
Where she goes the Joe knows her middle name
High heels, click, clack
Hey are you walkin' or stalkin?
[Chorus]
Because people are talkin'
Don't you believe it
Don't you believe it ah
Lipstick skin per plastic made-to-measure warm
Chip shop, milk bar pickup number one off the wall

(Quatro)
Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
You're always sayin' I can't make it alone
Music taking up all of my day
Make or break, but I'll do it my way
Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
Good-bye, Mamma
I appreciate your lovin' care
Packed my bags and I'm off to I don't know where
You may be right and you may be wrong
I'm still young and I'm going strong now

(Quatro/Tuckey)
Hip-shakin', boogie baby
You're never gonna be no queen
Passed your time and lost your prime
Now you're twenty years past your teens
Well, like a blast from the bloodline special
And the doctors are growing rich
What the guys in town are being passed around
It ain't no seven year itch
Rockin' Moonbeam
You're a cool operator
Rockin' Moonbeam
You old heart breaker
Rockin' Moonbeam

(Heath)
When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the shakes all over me
[Chorus:]
Quivers in my back bone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the quivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
Just the way that you say goodnight to me
Brings the feeling out inside of me
[Chorus]
Well, you make me shake, and I like to shake
You make me shake (Can the can, honey)
[Chorus]

(Quatro/Tuckey)
I'm getting bogged down
And tired of your pretty voice
And keeping your body in bed is getting me mighty annoyed
About your love makin', I ain't gettin' no thrills
Ooh you sit all day, expecting me to pay your bills
Ooh ain't ya somethin' honey, ain't ya somethin' honey
I gotta take you in hand
I gotta make you a man
We're tired of it all
Can't you guys understand

(Chapman/Chinn)
Well you may not have his points of view
But as a matter of fact I think you're downright rude
To take some people apart the way you do
So here we are sitting in this retaurant
And I'm so tired of hearing about what you want
Or maybe you've forgotten just who you're talking to
Well for three long years I was waiting to hear
Just a few words from you that were vaguely sincere

Well you may not have his points of view
But as a matter of fact I think you're downright rude
To take some people apart the way you do
So here we are sitting in this retaurant
And I'm so tired of hearing about what you want
Or maybe you've forgotten just who you're talking to
Well for three long years I was waiting to hear
Just a few words from you that were vaguely sincere

When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the shakes all over me
[Chorus:]
Quivers in my back bone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the quivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over

Just the way that you say goodnight to me
Brings the feeling out inside of me

[Chorus]

Well, you make me shake, and I like to shake
You make me shake (Can the can, honey)

[Chorus]

Hip-shakin', boogie baby
You're never gonna be no queen
Passed your time and lost your prime
Now you're twenty years past your teens
Well, like a blast from the bloodline special
And the doctors are growing rich
What the guys in town are being passed around
It ain't no seven year itch

Rockin' Moonbeam
You're a cool operator
Rockin' Moonbeam
You old heart breaker
Rockin' Moonbeam

Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long
You're always sayin' I can't make it alone
Music taking up all of my day
Make or break, but I'll do it my way
Get back, Mamma
You've been holdin' me down too long

Good-bye, Mamma
I appreciate your lovin' care
Packed my bags and I'm off to I don't know where
You may be right and you may be wrong

[Chorus:]
Skin tight skin, hair dyed and walks like a rainbow
Where she goes the Joe knows her middle name
High heels, click, clack
Hey are you walkin' or stalkin?
[Chorus]

Because people are talkin'
Don't you believe it
Don't you believe it ah
Lipstick skin per plastic made-to-measure warm
Chip shop, milk bar pickup number one off the wall

[Chorus:]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But you gotta take my rock and roll
Tune my mind to the station radio
My baby told me he ain't comin' back no mo'
Romeo, don't you know
You steal my pride and go

Turned me on from he old matrimonial blow
He's so stiff even music couldn't make him go

[Chorus:]
Primitive love, Primitive love
Primitive man make primitive love
Primitive love, Primitive love
Great heavens above, it's primitive love
[Chorus]

Drags his woman back of the hill
Rough, and tough, but I don't care
You be Tarzan, and I'll be Jane
Run off and leave you
But I'll come back again
(Heavy Sigh!)

[Chorus]

You be Adam, and I'll be Eve

I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your lover, baby
I wanna be your man
Tell me that you love me, baby
Tell me that you understand
Tell me that you love me, baby
I wanna be your man

[Chorus:]
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man

Love you like no other, baby
Like no other can
Love you like no other, baby

Give me the man who ain't like no other man
Gives lovin' freely
Official Suburbian Superman
No dirty laundry lyin' over the chair
No moody Judy
Vacuum cleaner salesman of the year

Acts like Mr. Snow White with all his seven dwarves
And the streets they're lined with lamplights
And there's one for every door
The gates ain't even pad locked
And the windows are open wide

Down in Motor City where I come from
People like their music loud
Motown was born down the east side
Detroit is the name of my town
Factory-workers, hippies and crew-cuts
Jumping up and down in their seats
In the daytime it sure looks different
But at night it's just a rock-n-roll beat

[Chorus:]
So rev my engine
Shine my machine
Drive me-pet me, baby
Fill me with Slo-Gin

Born in the world of a fifty-dollar dream
Tailor-made coat with a straight back seam
Just can't resist the twilight life of a queen
Takin' pocket money givin' shady secrets back
Soft-spoken sillhouette is part of the act
Mother's undertaker wouldn't dig you a hole in the wall

[Chorus:]
Glycerine Queen fightin' hard to win
Glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

Aaah! Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!

Roxy Roller Roxy might turn some heads tonight
Flash light streamin'
Peaches and cream delight
Roxy Roller
Five pound job she gets bubblegum on her knees
Down between the seats sometimes she'll pass you her key
Roxy Roller
Ooh Roxy Roller

Aaah! Aah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!

Daddy-O Commissioner took far more than his share

Age of sixteen I was on the road
Doing things you've never seen
And I've been used
I've been confused
Trying to live the life I lead
You can't put the blame on me
I've been misunderstood
Never could get satisfied
Living how you think I should
Don't tell me what to do
And don't tell me how to spend my time
I ain't got nothing to hide
I'm free to be what I want to be
And nobody owns my mind

(Quatro/Tuckey)
Go into the parlour
Make yourself at home
Don't you think you oughta
Call me on the phone
Before you come around
Pour yourself a whisky if you have a thirst
If it makes you frisky
I guess I'll never learn
Baby what you're doin' to me
Touch me with your Roman Fingers
Love me 'til the day I die
I'll never leave you Roman Fingers
You know why
Touch me with your Roman Fingers

(Quatro/Tuckey)
I'm getting bogged down
And tired of your pretty voice
And keeping your body in bed is getting me mighty annoyed
About your love makin', I ain't gettin' no thrills
Ooh you sit all day, expecting me to pay your bills
Ooh ain't ya somethin' honey, ain't ya somethin' honey
I gotta take you in hand
I gotta make you a man
We're tired of it all
Can't you guys understand

(Quatro/Tuckey)
You never take me out to party
You're a little bitch blue
The man wrote his story
He never took account of you
You give a lot of hurtin'
Honey you're too bad
And the way that you're goin'
You ain't ever gonna last
Some think I'm crazy
Grew up too soon
Red hot lover
Sending all her money too too too
Little bitch bluebitch blue
Some think I'm crazy
Grew up too soon
Red hot lover