Back In The Saddle
(Tyler/Perry)
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 lookin' for old 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!
Come easy, go easy, all right
until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots
tonight, I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and
chaps, I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in
the racks, I scream for more
Fools' gold out of their
mines, the girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine,
I'll come when I get back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up
my pistol
I'm ridin', I really got
a fistful
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up
my saddle
I'm ridin', this snake is
gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
Ridin' high!
Ridin' high!
Ridin' high! already!
Sweet Emotion
(Tyler/Hamilton)
Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion
Talk about things and nobody cares
Wearing other things that nobody wears
Ya callin' my name, but I gotta make it clear
Can't say where I'm gonna be in a year
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up & went
You got good news but you're a real good liar
Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire
Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion
Pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took you just a little too far.
Tellin' other things, but your girlfriend lied
Can't catch me cause the rabbit done died.
Standin' in front just shakin' your ass.
Take you back stage you can drink from my glass.
Talk about something you can sure understand
Cause a month on the road and I'll be eatin' from
your hand
Lord Of The Thighs
(Tyler)
Down to who knows who, just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes
You got no way to make a man honey,
You got to understand
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs
Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here?
She's flashin' 'cross the floor,
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait, and you're the hook,
Someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.
You must of come here to find it,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
You must of come here to find it baby,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
Toys In the Attic
(Tyler/Perry)
In the attic
Lights
Voices scream
Nothin' seen
Real's the dream
Leaving the things that are
real behind
Leaving the things that you
love from mind
All of the things that you
learned from fears
Nothin' is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothin' seen
Real's the dream
Toys, toys, toys
In the attic
Toys, toys, toys
In the attic
Last Child
(Tyler/Whitford)
I'm dreamin' tonight
I'm dreamin' back home
Right!
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
Got to 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
sweatheart
Sweathog ready to make a
silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his
ear
With a face in a beer
Home Sweet Home
Get out in the field,
Put the mule in the stable
Ma, she's A cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the City and My
love's in the meadow
Hand's on the plow and my
feets in the ghetto
Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothin'
Ain't no good when boss man's
stuffin'
Down their throats with paper
notes
As babies cry
When you're rockin' the street
Home Sweet Home
Mamma take me home sweet home
I was the last Child, just
a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just
a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just
a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just
a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just
a punk in the street
Come Together
(Lennon/McCartney)
Here come old flat top, he
come
Groovin' up slowly, he got
Juju eyeball, he one
Holy roller, he got
Hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just
do what he please
He wear no shoeshine, he got
Toejam football, he got
Monkey finger, he shoot
Coca-cola, he say
I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you
is you got to be free
Come together
Right now
Over me
He bag production, he got
Walrus gumboat, he got
Ono sideboard, he one
Spinal cracker, he got
Feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair
you can feel his disease
Come together
Right now
Over me
He roller coaster, he got
Early warning, he got
Muddy water, he one
Mojo filter, he say
One and one and one is three
Got to be good lookin' cause
he's so hard to see
Walk This Way
(Tyler/Perry)
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
Till I talked to your daddy, he say
He said "you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on
a muffin
Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
Oh, the times I could reminisce
'Cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and
her cousin
Only started with a little kiss
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' "hey diddle diddle"
With your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I knowed love was here to stay
When she told me to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
Like this!
Schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's climbin' way up the knee
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed
Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' "hey diddle diddle"
With your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way, she told me
to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
Like this!
Sick As A Dog
(Tyler/Hamilton)
Please, I've just got to
talk to you
Please, well get your head
out of the loo
Please, we're a long long
way from home
Please, you turn a young
man's face to stone
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, 'cause you
really ain't that young
Please, you were much to
my surprise
Please, you're a lady in
disguise
Please, you're the only friend
I got
Please, you'd be the last
to see me rot
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, 'cause you
really ain't that young
Please, it's a shame you're
so refined
Please, she was the last
thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to
take it light
Please, you're gonna bay
into the night
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, 'cause you
really ain't that young
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Say goodnight
Dream On
(Tyler)
Every time that I look in
the mirror
All these lines on my face
getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dust to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues
in life to pay
Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where
it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how
to win
Half my life's in books' written
pages
Live and learn from fools
and from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back
to you
Sing with me, sing for the
years
Sing for the laughter and
sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just
for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord
will take you away
Dream on, dream on, dream
on,
Dream yourself a dream come
true
Dream on, dream on, dream
on,
And dream until your dream
comes true
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on...
Chip Away The Stone
(Richie Supa)
You act like a prima donna
Playing so hard to get
Sittin' so cool and nonchalant
Draggin' on a cigarette
You keep a wall all around ya
I'll get through some day
I want your love babe, if push comes to shove
Gonna chip that stone away
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
You stand like a marble statue
Trying to look so hot
All decked out in your antique dress
While the boys all promenade
Even a rock will crumble
If you strike it night and day
If hammer I must, I'm gonna get to your crust
Gonna chip that stone away
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
Yes I do, yes I do
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long
Sight For Sore Eyes
(Tyler/Perry/Douglas/Johansen)
Goin' downtown, goin' down,
goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground
round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held
the light
That's when I knew she was
a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore
eyes
Slayin' no fair, sleepin'
under stairs
Sowntown's a pity, takin'
fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held
the knife
Oh holy Jesus, she's a sight
for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes (she's
a nitty gritty)
Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh, she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore
eyes
Mama Kin
(Tyler)
It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy
Tell ya honey how I feel
I've been dreamin', floatin' down the stream and
Losin' touch with all that's real
Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been
You've been fadin', always out paradin'
Keep in touch with mama kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon
You act like a perpetual drag
You better check it out
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find peace of mind (yes it is)
The way I see it you got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
You still stuff your mouth with them beans *
You better check it out
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the
wagon
Keep in touch with mama kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
S.O.S. (Too Bad)
(Tyler)
Stagecoach lady, hourglass
body
Making things glow in the
night
Well, she would if she could,
and she'd be good if she would only
Tell her lover she be out
tonight
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get
me none of that!
Salt Lake City, salt-lickin'
bitties
Roses honey stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard, his
face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass and playin'
poker to win
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get
me none of that!
It's too bad
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that!
Loose old lady
My mama Cady
Chivalry was born at her
feet
Well she shoulda thought
twice
When pa showed his dice
The man put my daddy to sleep
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get
me none of that!
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad!
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad!...
I Ain't Got You
(C. Carter)
For all night Dwight
Got a 56 Cadillac
With a spare tire on the back
Got a charge account in my ol' bank
Said, I ain't got you
Got a classic and a pool
And a big hair ghoul
No matter who I fool
Said, I ain't got you
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
Said, I ain't got you
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
Mr. Whitford!
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
Oh Joe!
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
You know I ain't got you baby
Mother Popcorn
(J. Brown, A. Ellis)
Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud
Now when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
whatcha say, whatcha say
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
One more, gimme, gimme
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me, hey
Popcorn, popcorn, cheese cake, cheese cake
Honey, I can't see ya, yeah, baby
Listen here
Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud
And when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Listen here
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother, said you gotta have, said you
gotta have,
Said you gotta have, said you gotta have
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get get get g-g-g-get
What it is, what it is, just what it is
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Let's get outta here
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother, gotta have a mother
Said ya gotta have, gotta have, gotta have, gotta
have,
gotta have, gotta have,gotta have oooooh
ooooh honey you gotta have a mother for me
Draw The Line
(Tyler/Perry)
Checkmate honey, beat ya
at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin'
on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and
your head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you
lose, to the never mind
Where to draw the line
An Indian summer, Carrie was
all over the floor
She was a wet net winner,
and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all
night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, pass me the vile and
cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin'
all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and
promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose,
lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you're the
salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the
only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
The price, the dice
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
Train Kept A Rollin'/Strangers In The Night
(T. Bradshaw, L. Mann, H.
Kay)
Well, on a train, I met a
dame,
She rather handsome, we kind
looked the same
She was pretty, from New
York City
I'm walkin' down that old
fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell
her so
I said, train kept a-rollin'
all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
With a "heave!", and a "ho!"
But I just couldn't tell
her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little
woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet
little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell
her so, no, no, no
Well, on a train, I met a
dame,
She rather handsome, we kind
looked the same
She was pretty, from New
York City
I'm walkin' down that old
fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell
her so
I said, train kept a-rollin'
all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
With a "heave!", and a "ho!"
But I just couldn't tell
her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little
woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet
little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell
her
Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was
a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and put
her hands up
Lookin' so good I couldn't
let her go
But I just couldn't tell
her so
I said, train kept a-rollin'
all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
Train kept a-rollin' all
night long
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell
her
