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Joan Jett And The Blackhearts




Альбом Joan Jett And The Blackhearts


Fetish (1999)
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Fetish (XXX)
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Oh, look good in latex
Get off, having rough sex
Surprise, round and round the bed
Restrained, while I fuck your head

You are my fetish

Gaze down, it's time to be my dog
I'll push, to get you in that fog

You are my fetish

Pain turns to pleasure fast
Relax, while I pound your ass
Cool cat, cool cat come on I'll give you some
Oh, yeah, gonna, I'm gonna watch you come

You are my Fetish
You are my Fetish
You are my Fetish

I order you, you, you
You better m-m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-mind


. . .


(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)

Randy, Randy, I love you
Oh I love you at the same time I hate you
Oh I need you and what can I do when you hurt me
Ya come around, I can take it
When you're here, don't have to fake it
I'm in your spell, I'm stark naked

Cum as fast as you can
I need my handyman
Randy, Randy you're too hard
Late at night, I kill the light but I'm still awake

Now I'm afraid, I been waitin'
I'm sick and tired of masterbatin'
So confused, with love an' hate and I say

Cum as fast as you can
I need my handyman
Randy, Randy you're too hard
Late at night, I kill the light but I'm still awake

Randy, Randy I'm achin'
I can't have you all of the time and I'm breakin'
Oh I need you and what can I do when you hurt me

Cum around I can take it
I turn you on, you start shakin'
I'm in your spell, I'm stark naked

Cum as fast as you can
I need my handyman
Randy, Randy you're too hard
Late at night, I kill the light but I'm still awake

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(Jett/Laguna/Byrd/Winter Jr)

Don't you be nervous baby
I didn't come to bring you down
This is so natural baby
Just let my love turn you around
This twisted love affair
Could really take us somewhere

J'aime faire I'amour sur tout a trois
J'aime faire I'amour sur tout a trois

Don't you feel guilty baby
I won't take long to understand
Don't waste time arguing
We'll make the most with what's at hand
I have to laugh out loud
When you say three's a crowd

I know what I am, I am what I am
I know what I am
I know what I am, I am what I am
I know what I am, I know what I am, I am what I am
I know what I am, I am what I am
Don't think that I'm uncouth, I only speak the truth

J'aime faire I'amour sur tout a trois
J'aime faire I'amour sur tout a trois

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Takes her time
Bittersweet
Reads the magazines
She's not meant to read
Switch hitter
You know she plays the field
She ain't concerned
Oh, as long as it's real

Um, and they call her baby blue
Baby blue
Top bottom
She does either
Always in control
She's a teaser

And they call her baby blue
Baby blue
Baby blue
Baby blue
Ooh yeah (baby blue) baby blue
Ooh right (baby blue) black and blue
Ooh yeah (black and blue) baby blue
Ooh

Yeah she tries to speak
Through broken wires
Was meant to follow
Just feeds her fire

And they call her baby blue
And they call her baby blue
And they call her baby blue
Ooh yeah (baby blue) baby blue
Ooh right (baby blue) black and blue
Ooh yeah (black and blue) baby blue
Ooh oh yeah baby blue


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Baby baby I've been so sad since you've been gone
way back to New York City
where you do belong
Honey I missed your two tongue kisses
legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City girl
I'm gonna make you scream all night

Honey honey call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood
with your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
got to get you in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
get their toes beneath your hook.

Yeah You're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
yeah a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

Yeah I heard about your Polaroid's
now that's what I call obscene
your tricks with fruit was kind a cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey I miss your two tone kisses
legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York gir,
gonna make you scream all night

Yeah You're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker, star
yeah a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

Yeah Ali McGraw got mad with you
for givin' head to Steve McQueen
yeah and me we made a pretty pair
fallin' through the Silver Screen
Honey I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah I'm makin' bets that you gonna get
your man before he dies
John Wayne

Yeah You're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
yeah, a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star


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Hey you must obey
Or you will bleed
You know I need to get my way
So now you listen up
You are my pup
I beat you up in every way

And when I speak to you
You answer true
Or I will make you black and blue
I love to make you wait
You take the bait
I know you hate and love me too

We are not to blame
For seeing love is pain
And we are not ashamed
To say that love is pain
And we'll do it again

I know you're not afraid
'Cause when you stayed
You knew you made the final show
So now you must submit
I'll never quit till you admit
You'll never go

We are not to blame
For seeing love is pain
We are not ashamed
To say that love is pain

We are not ashamed, we are not ashamed,
We are not ashamed, we are not ashamed
To say that love is pain
And we'll do it again


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(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)

Same old story life is so unfair
It's a burden we just have to bare
But I'm with him and you're with her
There's nothin' else to do
Have to hide my secret love for you

Keep the secret people are so unkind
Sneakin' around you could lose your mind
Never free to let 'em see
All that I go thru
Trying to hide my secret love for you

I looked in your eyes
Without sayin' a word
I told you what I am
And I hoped that you heard
Oh yeah

Society won't let me be
The way I want it to
Hard to hide my secret love for you

Oh yeah don't wanna secret love
Can't keep a secret love
I wanna open love

. . .


(J. Jett/K. Fowley)

Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for

Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb

Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on baby let me get to you
Bad nights cause'n teenage blues
Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose

Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb

Hey street boy whats your style
Your dead end dreams don't make you smile
I'll give ya something to live for
Have ya, grab ya til your sore

Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb

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My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Yeah

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

I saw you walkin' on down the line
You know I saw you
For the very first time
A pretty little thing
Standin' all alone
Hey, pretty baby
Can I take you home
I never saw ya
Never ever saw ya

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Yeah, does it good, too, Let's rock
Hey

I saw you walkin' on down the line
You know I saw you
For the very first time
A pretty little thing
Standin' all alone
Hey, pretty baby
Can I take you home
I never saw ya
Never ever saw ya

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Ooh wow

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky


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(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)

I warned you all the time to get yourself
In line, you never did it
I took you everywhere no one else could
Bear all your bullshit
Your headtrips were a bore I shoulda
Dumped ya long before, you're a dim wit

When I took you out ya ugly, dirty mouth
Was like a sewer
All ya did was moan, so I left ya on your own
I said screw ya,
I put it to ya
Now you're coming back tryin' to
Get into the act ya fool ya
Ya think I'm stupid

Scumbag, scumbag - ya don't leave well enough alone
Baby, you're a scumbag you're rotten to the core
You're the biggest fool that I ever known

Everytime it seemed we had everything
We dreamed for the choosin'
You never had enough the way you
Made life rough sent me cruzin'
I gave a disposition 'bout your rotten
Disposition you're a loser and you're losin' ha ha

Scumbag, scumbag - ya don't leave well enough alone
Baby, you're a scumbag you're rotten to the core
You're the biggest fool that I ever known

Yeah, uh huh, you are, yea uh huh

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(Samudio)

One, two, three, four
All right
Watch it, watch it
Say man

Hattie told Mattie
About a thing she saw
Had two big horns
And a wooly jaw

Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully

Hattie told Mattie
Don't you take no chance
Don't you be L7
Come and learn to dance

Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully

Hey watch it now, man
Watch it, watch it

Mattie told Hattie it's the thing to do
Get yourself a filly
To pull the wool with you

Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully, Wooly Bully
Wooly Bully

You got it, you got it

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(Glitter-Leander)

We've been here too long
Tryin' to get along
Pretendin' that you're oh so shy
I'm a natural ma'am
Doin' all I can
My temperature is runnin' high

Cry at night
No one in sight
An' we got so much to share
Talking's fine
If you got the time
But I ain't got the time to spare
Yeah

Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah

Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Every girl an' boy
Needs a little joy
All you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees
Baby, won't you please
Run your fingers through my hair

My, my, my
Whiskey and rye
Don't it make you feel so fine
Right or wrong
Don't it turn you on
Can't you see we're wastin' time, yeah

Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where
There, yeah

?001 Blackheart

. . .


Ooh,
Well, he's all geared up, walkin' down the street
I can see the slime, drippin' down his sleeve
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Ooh,
Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone
I can hear the boots gettin' near her home
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, he's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should have asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather

You can try to hide, you know you won't get far
You let him in, and you'll start again
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather

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Oh, look good in latex
Get off, having rough sex
Surprise, round and round the bed
Restrained, while I fuck your head

You are my fetish

Gaze down, it's time to be my dog
I'll push, to get you in that fog

You are my fetish

Pain turns to pleasure fast
Relax, while I pound your ass
Cool cat, cool cat come on I'll give you some
Oh, yeah, gonna, I'm gonna watch you come

You are my Fetish
You are my Fetish
You are my Fetish

I order you, you, you
You better m-m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-m-mind
I order you, you, you
You better m-mind


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