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New York Dolls
New York Dolls


Информация
Откуда New York, United States
Жанры Glam Rock
Rock'n'Roll
Годы 1971—н.в.
Лейблы Roadrunner Records
Mercury Records
Atco Records
429 Records
Состав
Frank Infante
David Johansen
Sylvain Sylvain
Brian Delaney
Jason Hill
Бывшие участники
Gary Powell
Johnny Thunders
Jerry Nolan
Arthur Kane
Billy Murcia
Peter Jordan
Chris Robison
Bobby Blaine
Tony Machine
Rick Rivets
Blackie Lawless
Brian Koonin
Steve Conte
Sami Yaffa



Альбом New York Dolls


Seven Day Weekend (1992)
1992
1.
Seven Day Weekend
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5.
Back in the USA
6.
Endless Party
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Bad Detective
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. . .

Seven Day Weekend

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. . .


Something must have happened over Manhattan
Who can expound all the children this time
Could they ever, could they ever
Expect such a Frankenstein, Frankenstein
I remember when you were jammin'
You worked at 'em and any of them
There was never nothing you would ever understand
But you know who was there to be your master
Making his demands and plans
As though he's making his friends
And when those plans they don't mix your style
You get a feeling of your own ordeal
That's when he starts calling you, wow
Bud, you just don't know what to do
So now you come around here
And you're trying to take over the town
Just because of back home, baby
Oh, he puts you down
Oh, baby, how he puts you down
I know they put you down

So now, you're off starting 'round here
Here you ask and demand
In a place where they don't expect nothing
You're trying not to dirty your hands
When asking you as a person
Is it a crime, is it a crime
For you to fall in love with Frankenstein
Is it wrong, could it be wrong
Wrong, baby, don't you want a friend
Cause you're trying to be so selective
You never realize the whole time
Who's the one you're loving
Misunderstood like a Frankenstein
And down, down, down, just go just down
Like Frankenstein, like Frankenstein

So now you're telling me
What everytime you can get down home
Well don't you know there's place, it is my home
So where am I gonna go
You know, when you don't expect nothing
You know, when you're not alone, you know you're not alone
Cause something must have happened over them higher
Who can expound all the children this time
Could you ever, could you ever
Expect such a Frankenstein, Frankenstein, Frankenstein

And all this shoes are too big
And house jacket's too small
How you don't know Frankenstein, a Frankenstein
We're asking yu as a person
Is it a crime, is it a crime
For you to fall in love in with Frankenstein
Wrong, could it be wrong
Baby, don't you want a friend
Well, Frankenstein, oh, Frankenstein, Frankenstein
You're gonna get it, you're gonna get it
You're gonna get it, from Frankenstein
That's what I'm gonna shout about
Gonna scream about, I'm gonna shout about, scream about
Scream about, shout about a Frankenstein
Frankenstein, Frankenstein, Frankenstein

I've gotta ask you one question
Do you think that you could make it with Frankenstein?

. . .


Who's the one that wants to take her home and make 'em say they wanna stay a year
Who's the one that wants to take 'em home and make 'em crawl right thru the years
oh baby
Who's the one that wants to slam it in the door and try to keep it
like a mystery girl
Who's the one that wants to kick it on the floor and try to beat it like a scattered rug
I'm talkin' 'bout love
(who are the mystery girls)
'cause I wanna know
(who are the mystery girls)
So why don't cha tell me
(who are the mystery girls)
Who's the mystery girls
(who are the mystery girls)
So Who's the one that wants to smoke obsessively and tell 'em where she can roam
Who's the one that's wants to mill out in the street and leave 'em shouting "yankee go home"
Cmon tell me
Who's the one that wants to slam it in the door and try to hide it
she's a mystery girl
Who's the one that wants to kick it on the floor and try to treat it like a scattered rug
I'm talkin' 'bout love
(who are the mystery girls)


'cause I wanna know
(who are the mystery girls)
what do ya know about love
(who are the mystery girls)
Who's the mystery girls
(who are the mystery girls)
So who's the one that wants to tell 'em what's wrong and tell 'em what don't belong
I don't know what's goin' on but i KNOW THAT i'VE BEEN LONGIN' FOR SOME
Who's the one that wants to slam it in the door and try to hide it
like a mystery girl
Who's the one that wants to kick it on the floor and try to beat it like a scattered rug
I'm talkin' 'bout love
(who are the mystery girls)
'cause I wanna know
(who are the mystery girls)
So why don't cha tell me
(who are the mystery girls)
Who's the mystery girls
(who are the mystery girls)

. . .


Say man, they tell me you think you're pretty good
Don't you know you're in my neighborhood?
They tell me you're pretty fast on them feets
You best be at the dance hall down on 14th Street, you hear?

There's gonna be a showdown
There's gonna be a showdown
There's gonna be a showdown
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, gonna be a showdown

Well, I've got ten notches
On my shoes
And when it comes to dancin'
I just can't lose
They call me the top cat
Right in this here town
I just want you to meet me, baby
When sun goes down

There's gonna be a showdown
There's gonna be a showdown
Alright, now

All the girls been losin'
Faith in me
It don't seem like top cat's great
As he once used to be
I know I'm good
And so you, you just better be better
And when you get yourself out on that floor
You better have your steps together

There's gonna be a showdown
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, gonna be a showdown

Now, I got the reputation for bein'
One of the fastest men alive
And I'm gonna see just how good you are
When I count to five, give me one, Jerry
Oh come on, you better step, now try me with two
Oh come on, you can do better than that, now give me three
Ah, come on baby, just step aside
I'm gonna come out here, I'm gonna do my jive

There's gonna be a showdown
There's gonna be a showdown
There's gonna be a showdown
I said yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, gonna be a showdown, showdown, now

. . .

Back in the USA

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. . .

Endless Party

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. . .


Whoso fly up in th' sky
Faster than any boy could ever describe
Whos got that love so deep
And everything alive

(I said)
Jet Boys fly
Jet Boys gone
Jet Boy stole my baby

Flyin around New York City so high
Like he was my baby

This's the kinda place where no one cares
What your livin for
And Jet Boys so preoccupied
He don't care 'bout before

(That's why)
Jet Boys fly
Jet Boys gone
Jet Boy stole my baby

Flyin around New York City so high
Like he was my baby

My baby....

Jet Boys fly
Jet Boys gone
Jet Boy stole my baby

Flyin around New York City so high
Like he was my baby

We was all endangered charms
Swear we're havin fun
And Jet Boy knows all we done
That's why he's the one

(That's why)
Jet Boys fly
Jet Boys gone
Jet Boy stole my baby

Flyin around New York City so high
Like he was my baby

My pretty baby
My pretty pretty baby
My pretty baby

When I first came around this dump
I knew I couldn't stay
Cus up above the world are Jet Boy
That's why I gotta play

(Dontcha know that)
Jet Boys fly
Jet Boys gone
Jet Boy stole my baby

Flyin around New York City so high
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby

Jet Boys fly
And ya know he's gone
I said he been gone,
Gone, gone gone

And he been flyin
And he been flyin
He been flyin
He been flyin

Baby up all night
Baby New York City
Baby so so high
Baby so so high

(Dontch know that)
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby
Like he was my baby

Like he was my my my my baby
My my my my baby
My my my my
My baby
My baby, my baby
M-m-m-m-m-my baby
My baby

. . .


Got the invitation to that seventies expose
But how she ever gonna love you when she can't parlez vous your Francais
You know that she can't stop dancin' and that's just about to make you scream
When you where actin' so damn fine
You tryin' hard not to be so mean
And you're tryin' to tell me
Ow

That how many times I gotta tell baby it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times baby it's too late

That's when I saw your mama and she's the blonde queen of the prom
And you're the little heiress to the kingdom from the flesh right down to the bone
Cause I saw you last night darlin' on the midnight flight to the stars
But you spend most your time in the powder room where you chit chat with Diana Doors
And you tryin to tell her
Ow

That how many times I gotta tell baby it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times but baby it's too late

You invite us up to that B-trip (?) but that's nothing new on me
That reminds me of problems back in 1933
Now you where here when they crashed on down and the geckos (?) got smacked up
And now all of God's children,
They gettin' what they want
When they get the ticket
OW! OW!

That how many times I gotta tell baby it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times but baby it's too late

. . .

Bad Detective

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. . .


It's hard,
It's so hard

And it's a lonely planet joy
When the song from from the other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
And I'm tryin, Baby for your love

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, you pick me up
Your outta drivin in your car
When I tell you where I'm goin
You're always tellin me it's to far

But how could you be drivin
Down by my home
When ya know, I aint got one
And I'm, I'm so all alone

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh it's a lonely planet joy
When the song from your other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
And I'm tryin, I'm cryin,
Baby for your love

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, It's so lonely

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh can't you hear me callin
I'm a thousand miles away
And I don't wanna stay
I'm thinkin words I gotta say

Cus I wanna be there witcha
And I know what to bring
I remember, from the days
You got over, everything

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh it's a lonely planet joy
When the song from your other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
And I'm tryin, I'm cryin,
Can't ya see I'm diein
Baby, for your love

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Now you are lonely

. . .


I can't ever
Understand
Why my lifes, been
Cursed poisen,
Condemned
When I been tryin every night
To hold ya near me
But I'm tellin you
It aint easy

Ever since I been
Ridin, right on the
Subway Train
You can hear the whistle blowin
Wa might think I'm goin insane

And now your friends
They're fillin up my car
But your so busy readin Suzy says
Ya can't look now
You didn't see your lovers
There all just in rags
Ya know ya hid as pushin up posies
Tryin get ya fed

We was all
Ridin, right on the
Subway Train
And you can hear the captain shoutin
He thinks I've gone insane

Cus I keep
Ridin, keep on
Ridin, cus I keep on
Ridin ridin ridin, keep on
Ridin, yeah

You stop and you stare,
As I'm lieavin my favorite place
We have no regards
Ya can't find a trace
Ya gotta get on back to daddy
That's all its gonna be
He got the poison black arts of the pimps
But don't ya st- st-

I seen em travelin
Right on the
Subway Train
Ya can hear th captain shou-ow-tin
He thinks weve all gone insane

Cus we keep on
Ridin ridin ridin
Ridin, cus we keep
Ridin ridin ridin
Keep on ridin

I think a see the train
I see ya got open track
I'm hopin
One of those gonna bring my baby back

(Cus I guess I said)
Dinah wontcha blow
Dinah wontcha blow your horn
Dinah wontcha blow
Dinah wontcha blow your horn
Someones in the kitchen with Dinah
I know whoa whoa whoa
I said someones in th kitchen with Dinah
I know

I keep on
Ridin ridin ridin

. . .


(break-down)
Private World
Private World

Well I just lost a lover, who done found somebody else
I get cool and lonely, feelin sorry for myself

Private World
Private World

Oh you call that drivin then see us dream
How could it last, I'm tryin hard not to scream

Private World
Private World

The joint start shakin, its ready to crumble
The boys are dukin, lookin for a rumble

Private World
Private World

One that is movin, at least I'm movin

(better shut that door)
Private World,
Private Girl,
Private World
(Better keep it confidential)

Private World
Private World

Oh, you know I want some money, she replies
When uptown comes downtown, better take her for a ride

Private World
Private World

How many called, called my name
I'm tryin to explain, that I'm not the same

In a Private World
In a Private World

Well I just lost a lover, who done found somebody else
I get cool and lonely, feelin sorry for myself

In a Private World
In a Private World

One that is movin, at least I'm movin
(shut that door)
Private World,
Private Girl,
Private World
(Better keep it confidential)

You got to keep it confidential
You got to keep it confidential
When I says hush
Child dont you cry
I'm beggin you hush
And dry those tears from your eyes
You gotta hush
Dontcha know you gotta hush

(Oh, alright)

. . .


Trash, go pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take my knife away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
If you don't know what I'm doing
What you know is,

Trash, go pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't throw your love away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take my knife away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
Cause I don't know what I do
What I know is,

Trash, pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, don't take my knife away
Trash, go pick it up, the doctor take them all away
And please don't you ask me if I love you
Cause I don't know if I do
I want to wipe it out here with you
And take a lover's sleep with you
I'm gonna talk alone with you
I'm gonna talk and be with you
But I just don't know if I do
I just don't know if I do

Ah how do you call your loverboy?

Trash, pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, go pick it up, go put that knife away
Trash, go pick it up, don't give your life away
Trash, pick it up, don't throw your love away
Trash, pick it up, don't take my knife away
Trash, pick it up, the doctor take them all away
Trash, pick it up, don't take my knife away
Oh trash, wow, wow, my sweet baby, wow, wow
Oh, oh, trash, wow, wow, you're the one
Tttttttttrash, ...
Tttttttttrash, ...
....

. . .


Well if you don't like it
Go ahead, find yourself a saint
go ahead now,
Try to find a boy
who's gonna be what I ain't
now what you need is
A plastic doll with a fresh coat of paint
Who's gonna sit through the madness
And always acts so quaint
Said yeah yeah yeah

With your new friend
You're really making a scene
And I see you bouncing around
From machine to machine
And you know
They're never real, they're
Never what they seem
And you can try to generate some warmth
And you see just what I mean
I said yeah yeah yeah

And If I'm acting like a king
Well that's cause I'm a human being
and if I want too many things
don't you know that
I'm a human being
and if I've got to dream
baby baby baby yeah
I'm a human being
and when it gets a bit obscene
(wooah) I'm a human being

And I've just got to go around
With my head hung down
Just like a human, babe,
An unknown human being
And I can hold my head so high
Cause I'm a human, a riff raff human being

why won't you give me a little sip
why don't you try me on a drag of that cigarette
why don't you try to give me something
that I will never ever forget
but now don't you blow it all
on a million dollar bet
because you're liable to lose it
on the best lovin' you've had yet
I'm beggin yeah yeah oh yeah

And If I'm acting like a king
Well that's cause I'm a human being
I want too many things
Don't you know that
I'm a human being
And if I've got to dream
I said well, I'm a human being
And when it gets a bit obscene
(wooah) I'm a human being

And I've got to go around
With my head hung down
Just like a human, babe
An unknown human being
and I can hold my head so high
Cause I'm a human, a riff raff human being

In fact I'm talking about the human race
You're trying to cover up the big disgrace
I said yeah yeah yeah,
Oh C'mon C'mon C'mon

Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Well I may think that this whole scene is just a
Too appalling for me
Or I may be the type who's just a mad about
Every little thing that I see
Well I can color that with mystery
Or make it just what I want it to be
While I'm blowing my change on the fan magazines
With all the Hollywood refugees, screaming
Yeah yeah, oh yeah

And If I'm acting like a king
I said well, I'm a human being
And if I want too many things
don't you know that
I'm a human being
And if I've got to dream
Baby baby, I'm a human being
And when it gets a bit obscene
(wooah) I'm a human being
And I've got to go around
With my head hung down
Just like a human being
We're all just human being
And I can hold my head so high
Cause I'm a human, a first class human being

I'm a human being
I'm a human being
I'm a human being
I'm a human being

. . .


Goin' down to Rosie's
Gonna talk to Fanny May
I gotta tell her what I heard
Her boyfriend say

But don't you start me talkin'
I'll tell ev'rything I know
I'm breakin' this signifyin'
Because somebody's gotta go

Jackie's wife two dollars
Gonna get some '?'
Because she stepped out on the street, you know
Ol' George slaps her face
He knocks her down
And gonna blackeen her eye
So when she gets back home
Tells her husband a lie

Don't you start me talkin'
'Cause I'll tell ev'rything I know
I'm breakin' this signifyin'
Because somebody's gotta go

She borrowed some money
Ran on down the beauty shop
You know when she honked the horn
You know she began to stop and said
Come get my baby
Goin' down around the block
I'm goin' down the beauty shop
And get my hair styled

Don't you start me talkin'
'Cause I'll tell ev'rything I know
I'm breakin' this signifyin'
Because somebody's gotta go

An' I ain't goin' no further, no!

She borrowed some money
Ran on down the beauty shop
You know when she honked that horn
I said that she began to stop and said
Come get my baby
Bring 'im down around the block
I'm screamin' down the beauty shop
And get my hair styled

Don't you start me talkin'
I'll tell ev'rything I know
I'm breakin' this signifyin'
Because somebody's gotta go

. . .


Gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
Got a boy child comin
Like a son of a gun
A boy and girl
Both jump and shout
And world's gonna find out
What it's all about

Because I and I am
Yeah, everybody knows I am
Said I'm your Hoochie Coochie Man
And everybody knows I am

I got a black cat bone
A mojo tooth
Talk bout John the Conqueree
That dont mess with you
A man and a woman
A boy and girl
In hoochie coochie ghetto
Drive around the world

Just like I am
And everybody knows I am
Said I'm your Hoochie Coochie Man
And everybody knows I am

On th 7th hour
Come 7 days
Talk bout 7 months
And 7 docters say
Your born for bad luck
That's a low down shame to see
I got seven thousand dollars
Dontcha mess with me

Because I am
Yeah, everybody knows I am
Said I'm a Hoochie Coochie Man
And everybody knows I am
Everybody knows...
You know I am.

. . .


Here comes my girl
Walkin down the street
Look how she walks
She gotta dancin beat
Big wavy hair
A little too long
All day long,
She's singin a song

And when I see her in the street
My heart takes a leap and skips a beat
Gonna walk roght up to her
Give her a great big kiss
Wham!

Tell her that I love her
Tell her that I care
Tell her I always be there

Hey, what color are her eyes?
I dunno, she always wears shades
Hey, Is she tall?
Well, I gotta look up
Yeah, well they tell me she's bad
She's good bad, but she's not evil

(Tell me more, tell me more)

Bought myself a sweater
Thought it match her eyes
Dirty fingernails
Oh boy, what a prize
Tight khaki pants
High button shoes
She's always lookin
Like she gots the blues(or born to lose)

And when I see her in the street
My heart takes a leap and skips a beat
Gonna walk roght up to her
Give her a great big kiss
Wham!

Tell her that I love her
Tell her that I care
Tell her I always be there
Tell her I always be there
Tell her I always be there
Oh, what the hell

Is she a good dancer?
Waddya mean, is she a good dancer?
Well, how does she dance?
Close, very very close

(Tell me more, tell me more)

Bought myself a sweater
Thought it match her eyes
Dirty fingernails
Oh boy, what a prize
Tight khaki pants
High button shoes
She's always lookin
Like she gots the blues(or born to lose)

And when I see her in the street
My heart takes a leap and skips a beat
Gonna walk roght up to her
Give her a great big kiss
Wham!

Tell her that I love her
Tell her that I care
Tell her I always be there

Tell her I always be there
Tell her I always be there
(Shout....whoahs....yeas....ooohs.... I gotta always be there...)

Always and forever

. . .


When I'm getting home to you
I gotta show you what I can do
But everything connects and that ain't nowhere
Well, but maybe they're just giving you all you've ever wanted
And maybe you never ever know what that was
And maybe you're just finding it out now
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind

Technology satellite, well
What's wrong today and why was
Everyone so busy they've forgotten why they're playing
That he said, what's wrong today is what wrong with you
You're so solid, busy solid, that's all you do
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind
Your pretty little mind

Catch me your slaves, shot at
Every riffle on the way and I gotta
Show you more mustard gas than any girl ever seen
Since I been blasted, I've been blown, I've been backing away
You've got to back it away
You've got to take a search of values, yeah
But I've got a concert out to play
With a Vietnamese baby on your mind
Your pretty little mind
Your pretty little mind

When I'm getting home to you
I've got to show you what I can do
But everything connects and that ain't nowhere
No no no baby no nowhere
It just won't give a no
I'm talking about your overture
Talking bout your overture
Got to shout about your overture
Now that it's over, now that it's over
Now that it's over, what ya gonna do?

. . .


(whistle)

Come on Boys!

When I woke up this mornin
Boys I was gone
My girlfreind asked me
Where do I come from
Put my face up in the mirror
Just to clock my wheres
First thing I know
I gotta get outta here

(On back to) Babylon
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon
(So I can't stay) Babylon
(Cus it's too much fun) Babylon

I gotta run, I cant look back
I gotta get back, I get down to Babylon
(Im goin to Babylon)

I was drivin ou tonite
And boys I was gone
The coppers asked me
Where do I come from
One looks at my cards
One checks my ID
With this junk on my face

It's easy to see

(I'm from) Babylon
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon
(I can't stay) Babylon
(Havin too much fun) Babylon

I gotta run, I cant look back
I gotta get back, I get down
I gotta get around to Babylon

Let's go to Babylon boys
Two girls for every boy

Well a Babylon girl aint got no past
The Babylon girl gots to talk so fast
The Babylon men gonna be a boy
With the Babylon girl out lookin for a joy

(In) Babylon
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon
(Beggin I can't stay) Babylon
(Havin to much fun) Babylon

I gotta run, I cant look back
I gotta get back, I get down
I wont be safe, child nobodys safe til theyre in Babylon
(I'm goin to Babylon)

Shes been massagin all day but shes thinkin 'bout you daddy
Thinkin bout you daddy til they all go away
And when she up there dancin shes just tryin make a buck
Tryin make some money gonna give you all a look

(I'm from) Babylon
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon
(I can't stay) Babylon
(Havin too much fun) Babylon
(I'm from) Babylon
(I gotta get away, to) Babylon
(I can't stay) Babylon
(Havin too too too much fun) Babylon

I gotta run, I cant look back
I gotta get back, I get down
I wont be safe, I wont be free, til I hit Babylon
(I'm goin to Babylon)

. . .


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