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Aerosmith( エアロスミス )
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Mother Popcorn / Draw the Line
(Look out!)
'We're gonna bring somebody
Up on stage now with us.
A Mr David Woodford.
Gonna blow some sax, yeah'
(Watch this man!)
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
They know they draw a crowd
See, well you gotta have a mother for me
Watcha 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
Popcorn, popcorn
Cheese cake, cheese cake (Uh! you heard it)
Hun' I can't see ya
There ya 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
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
And 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 give just what she got
To get just what she wants
She got to give just what she got
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To get just what she wants
She got to give just what she got
To get just what she wants
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
Honey, you gotta have a mother for me
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
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