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2. | Rebel With A Cause |
3. | Horseflies |
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6. | Hard To Handle |
7. | Hard To Dubya |
8. | Unblow Your Horn |
9. | Unthrow That Spear |
10. | So Ram, So Strong |
11. | Outta Shape |
12. | Reblow Your Mind |
13. | Plasticine Era |
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Drive on
Until I get there
Gotta drive on
Until I get there
I'm a ram, yes I am
I know just what to do
Keep on pushin' baby,
Until I get next to you
I'm a ram
Bet your life I am
I'm a ram
Woman, get next to you
Drive on
Until I get there
I gotta drive on
Until I get there
I'm a ram, yes I am
And you all what am
I keep on pushin' you, baby
You keep on pushin' me back
I'm a ram
Bet your life I am
I'm a ram
Woman, get close to you
I've got to drive on
Until I get there
The ram caught in a bush
Needs to be free
Somebody, I said come on and see about me
I'm a ram
Bet your life I am
I'm a ram
Woman, get next to you
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Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come back home, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Anybody seen my baby?
Livin' alone sure drive me crazy
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
I'm goin' down to river
But I ain't gonna jump in,
I'll be there lookin' for my maker
'Cause I seen that's where she's been Lord!
Out of nine lives, I spent seven
How in the world do I get to Heaven?
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
I just spent 60 days in the jailhouse
For the crime of having no dough
Here I am now back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go
Save your neck or save your brother
These days you know it's one or the other
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come back home, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
Oh, you don't know the shape I'm in
The shape I'm in, the shape I'm in
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Well you've got your diamonds
Got your fancy clothes
Chauffeur drives you around
Everybody knows
Don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
Your mother she's an heiress
Owns a block in Saint John's Wood
Your father would be with her
If he only could
But don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
Your old man took her diamonds
And tiaras by the score
Now she gets her kicks in Stepney
Not in Knightsbridge anymore
So don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
Now you've got some diamonds
And you will have some othersy
But you'd better watch your step, girl
You'll be back living with your mother
So don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
One more time
So don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
I said don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire
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