Flight Of The Phoenix

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Grand Funk Railroad

I Don't Have To Sing The Blues

I've got this good lookin' woman back home,
let me tell ya'
She cooks good and she looks good,
and she just can't do no wrong.
She cooks me cornbread in the morning,
she's my dinner and my midnight snack.
She sits up and she begs,
and she even rolls over on her back.

CHORUS
Please don't tell me that's the way that it goes,
'cause I've tried hard and I know.
I ain't been playin' in your back yard,
'cause I got my baby and she loves me so.

She don't treat me mean,
and she loves my machine, yeah.
I digs her 'cause she's funky,
and she sure keeps it clean, now.
I'm a loafer, she's my chauffeur,
and she sure likes to drive me, uh-huh.
I lay my life on the line,
and she steps right up besides me, yeah.

CHORUS

I don't have to sing the blues no more.
A girl like mine is hard to find for sure.
She lays it on me each and every night.
She's my pleasure and my world's delight.

I don't have to sing the blues no more.
A girl like mine is hard to find for sure.
She lays it on me each and every night.
She's my pleasure and my world's delight.

Grand Funk Railroad

The Loco-Motion

Everybody's doin' a brand new dance now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
My little baby sister can do it with ease,
It's easier than learnin' your ABCs.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.

You've got to swing your hips now,
Oooo ...
Come on,
Oooo ...
Come on.
Jump up,
Oooo ...
Jump up.
Jump back,
Oooo ...
Jump back.
Oh, well, I think you've got the knack.
Oooo ...

Woah ... woah.
Now that you can do it, well, let's make a chain now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
A chuga-chuga motion like a railroad train, now.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it nice and easy now, and don't lose control,
A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul,
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.

Woah ... woah.
Move around the floor in a loco-motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Do it holdin' hands if'n you get the notion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
There's never been a dance that's so easy to do,
It even makes you happy when you're feelin' blue.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
So, come on, come on, and do The Loco-Motion with me.

Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.
Come on baby, do the Loco-Motion.

Grand Funk Railroad

Taste of India

God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum

God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done

Oh yeah she's got that kind of love incense
That lives in her back room
And when it mixes with the funk my friend
It turns into perfume

When you are born you're afraid of the darkness
And then you're afraid of the light
But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow

This time I'm gonna get it right
To think of what I'll get tonight
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face

Her yin and yang
Is just the thing
She's unpredictable my friend

God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done

It's like your first taste love of vindaloo
That sets your heart on fire
And if you let her stuff get into you
It will be all that you desire

When you make love to the sweet tantric priestess
You drink in the bliss of delight
But I'm not afraid when I dance with her shadow

This time I'm gonna get it right
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face

She a friend of mine
She a concubine
The sweetest wine
I gotta make her mine

God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta love the sweet taste of India
Blame it on the beat of the drum

God I love the sweet taste of India
Lingers on the tip of my tongue
Gotta know that what's gotten into ya
Any cat man do when it's done

Just think of what I'll get tonight
She's gonna whet my appetite
Just lookin' for a little taste, taste of India
She'll steal the smile right off your face

Aerosmith