Cover di Liquor in the Front

Liquor in the Front
Album - 5 luglio 1994 - Debaser id 36493

di Reverend Horton Heat

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Five-O Ford (02:29)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
Let me tell you the tale of a hot rod race,
That happened out in a secluded place
Where no one lives
'cept cows and a few raccoons

I was drivin' around in my shoebox car,
My baby and me underneath the stars,
My engine was knockin
But i knew it'd clear real soon.

I was cruisin' along 'bout 95,
I looked in my mirror and man alive
Some guy was gaining on me
As his engine roared.

So i gave that holly carb some gas,
My baby cried out don't let him pass,
I guess it's just that bitch got bored,
I had to race my fucked up ford.

I made the turn at 108,
And he was up on my back gate,
And I knew he had something bad,
Underneath that hood.

So I pushed it up to 110,
That flathead motor was about to give in,
I crossed my fingers and prayed to the lord,
Don't let me down you f***ed up ford.

It's my fucked up ford!
It's my fucked up ford!

When cherry tops began to spin,
I knew this race was about to end,
It's a cop by god
My engine can't give no more.

He threw me in jail, warrant ignored
My car blew up as the oil poured,
I guess it's just that bitch got bored,
I had to race my fucked up ford.

It's my fucked up ford! whoooo!
It's my fucked up ford!
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In Your Wildest Dreams (02:58)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
Late at night, and you're sleeping,
You'll hear my lonesome call,
And you'll feel my waiting lips
barely touching you at all

But it's only as real
As any dream can seem
I'll see you,
In your wildest dreams

A thousand miles,
Though I may be now,
I'm before you on my knees.

But a million miles can't erase,
The love you had for me.
A million miles it seems,
But you can feel my love light beam,
I'll see you in your wildest dreams.

I'll see you,
You'll see me as though I were real
I'll see you,
You'll see me as though you could feel

my breath on your neck
the touch of my hand
you'll awake in a room of steam
I'll see you in your wildest dreams.

I'll see you,
You'll see me as though I were real
I'll see you,
You'll see me as though you could feel

My breath on your neck,
The touch of my hand,
You'll awake in a room of steam,
I'll see you in your wildest dreams.

In your wildest dreams,
In your wildest dreams,
In your wildest dreams!

oh, oh, oh
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Cruisin' for a Bruisin' (03:20)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
Don't mess with the guy with the one chipped tooth,
Don't mess with the guy in the blue plaid suit,
Don't mess with the guy with the big red guitar,
Don't mess with his girlfriend don't mess with his car. Hey!

You're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Yeah, you're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Don't say nothing about his girl or his car,
You just might fight the un-winnable war.

Now if he takes her out for a night on the town,
Somehow you're always just a hangin' around,
And if it happens each and every night,
Don't make eyes at her man there's gonna be a fight. Hey!

You're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Yeah, you're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Sure seems funny how you always know
Just where that guy and his girlfriend go.

Whoa!
Whoa!

Just in case you're wondering who I'm talking about,
Let's get it straight so there ain't any doubt.
You're just acting dumb if you don't know it's me,
If you know what's good for you you'll just leave us be.

You're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Yeah, you're cruisin' for a bruisin',
Let me remind you on your way out the door,
Don't go messin' with that shoe-box ford.
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I Could Get Used to It (01:58)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
Well I'm ready to rock,
And I'm ready to rool,
I'm like a cute little ????

Like a cool Dacharri,
With the twist of a lime,
I could get used to this,
All of the time.

I could get used to it!
I could get used to it!
I thought it'd be bad but it didn't hurt a but,
Ooh! Baby I could get used to it.

When I met you baby you were 17,
And you were looking like a girl from a magazine,
But now you're older and I got to say,
I want your sweet love each and every day!

I could get used to it!
I could get used to it!
Like an odds on favorite we ain't gonna miss,
Ooh! Baby I could get used to this.

I hate so much to put my heart on the line,
But I wanted real bad just to make you mine,
And it was just one taste and that's all it took,
I'm like a big bass on your fishin' hook!

I could get used to it!
I could get used to it!
I thought it'd be bad but it didn't hurt a but,
Oh I could get used to this.

Yeah i could get used to it.
Yeah i coudl get used to it.

Yeah.
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I Can't Surf (02:41)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
I can't surf!
And neither can you!
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Jezebel (03:11)
Reverend Horton Heat • Liquor in the Front
Jezbel.
If ever a devil was born,
Without a pair of horns it was you,
Jezebel it was you.

If ever an angel fell, Jezebel,
It was you,
Jezebel it was you.

If ever a pair of eyes, promised me paradise
Decieving me, grieving me, leaving me blue
It was you,
Jezebel, it was you.

If ever a devil's plan,
was made to torment man,
It was you,
Jezebel it was you.

Could be better had I never known,
A lover such as you,
Forsaking dreams and all,
For the siren call of your arms.

Like a demon love possessed me,
you upset me constantly,
What evil star is mine,
That my fate's design should be.

If ever a pair of eyes,
Promised me paradise,
Deceiving, believing, believing you
It was you,
Jezebel, it was you.

If ever a devil was born,
Without a pair of horns it was you,
Night and day,
Every way,
Jezebel, Jezebel, Jezebel!
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