words and music by Tina Turner

THERE'S A CHURCH HOUSE, GIN HOUSE,

SCHOOL HOUSE, OUTHOUSE.

ON U.S. 19,

HEY, THE PEOPLE KEEP THE CITY CLEAN.

THEY CALL IT NUTBUSH, NUTBUSH,

NUTBUSH CITY, NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS.

25 IS THE SPEED LIMIT,

MOTORCYCLES NOT ALLOWED IN IT.

GO TO TOWN ON SATURDAY,

GO TO CHURCH ON SUNDAY.

Well I'm looking for a woman
About five foot six
Who ain't into glamour
She's just into kicks
Just a sweet fashion lady
Stepping dynamite
Who's gonna take me for granted
In the heat of the night
Come on baby
Don't run away
Look here in my face
Be it night or day
I ain't got no money
But I sure got a whole lotta love

Well I'm walking down the street

words and music by Bob Seger

HE'LL SEEM TO COME ON WITH A VENGANCE,

YOU'LL THINK THAT YOU'VE BEEN WASTING TIME.

YOU'LL THINK THAT YOU'VE BEEN DISCUSSING HISTORY

AND HE'LL HAVE LEFT YOU FAR BEHIND.

AH, BUT YOU MUST REALIZE HE NEEDS YOU

TO KEEP HIMSELF FROM GOING BLIND,

AND WHEN THE BLACK NIGHT FALLS UPON YOU,

YOU'LL FIND IT EASY TO BE KIND... KIND.

I take my card and I stand in line
To make a buck I work overtime
Dear Sir letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till it's racked with pain
The boss can't even recall my name
I show up late and I'm docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field
To workers I'm just another drone

She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast
He was a midwestern boy on his own
She looked at him with those soft eyes,
so innocent and blue
He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home

She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
They watched the waves tumble over the sand
They drove for miles and miles

Words and music by Bob Seger

I think I'm going to Katmandu.
That's really, really where I'm going to.
If I ever get out of here,
That's what I'm gonna do.
K-K-K-K-K-K Katmandu.
I think that's really where I'm going to.
If I ever get out of here,
I'm going to Katmandu.

I got no kick against the west coast.
Warner Brothers are such good hosts.

words and music by Bob Seger

I WAS THE BABY BROTHER,

I WAS THE QUIET OTHER,

AND I REMEMBER MOTHER SO WELL.

I WAS THE LITTLE STRANGER,

I NEVER WAS IN DANGER,

I COULD 'A HAD A MANGER, PRAY TELL.

OH, HOW SHE COULD CONTROL ME,

WHEN I WAS BAD SHE'D SCOLD ME,

SOMETIMES SHE WOULDN'T HOLD ME,

AND I'D CRY.

BUT MOMMA SHE NEVER TOLD ME A LIE -

words and music by Bob Seger

LIKE THE WIND THAT CARRIED AHAB

TO A FAR, MORE DISTANT SHORE,

TO A SHIPWRECK THAT WAS CERTAIN

LONG BEFORE.

I CAN SEE THERE'S NO USE SAILING

AMONG SHIPS I'VE KNOWN BEFORE.

IT WILL ONLY BRING ME MORE,

AND MORE AND MORE

LONELY SAILING NIGHTS, MORE,

RACING, DIMMING LIGHTS.

LONELY NIGHTS, AND ALL TOO

FAMILIAR SIGHTS.

words and music by Bob Seger

UP WITH THE SUN, GONE WITH THE WIND,

SHE ALWAYS SAID I WAS LAZY.

LEAVIN' MY HOME, LEAVIN' MY FRIENDS,

RUNNIN' WHEN THINGS GET TOO CRAZY.

OUT ON THR ROAD, OUT 'NEATH THE STARS,

FEELIN' THE BREEZE, PASSIN' THE CARS.

WOMEN HAVE COME, WOMEN HAVE GONE,

EVERYONE TRYIN' TO CAGE ME.

SOME WERE SO SWEET, I BARELY GOT FREE,