Song Game!! :D

ZebraHead

EAT the Rich: there's only one thing they're good for
EAT the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more
EAT the Rich: I gotta get this off my chest
EAT the Rich: take one bite now, spit out the rest


Eat the Rich - Aerosmith

CasperO

Beast Of Burden
Rolling Stones
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
I'll never be your beast of burden
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
My back is broad but it's a hurting
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4 G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
All I want is for you to make love to me
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
I'll never be your beast of burden
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4 G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
All I want is for you to make love to me

C G
Am I hard enough, Am I rough enough
C G D
Am I RICH enough, I'm not too blind to see

I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me

C G
Am I hard enough, Am I rough enough
C G D
Am I rich enough, I'm not too blind to see
Oh little sister

G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
G
Pretty, pretty
Em7 Em7aug5 D4
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
G Em7 Em7aug5 D4
Come on baby please, please, please

I'll tell ya
G Em7
You can put me out
Em7aug5 D4
On the street
G Em7
Put me out
Em7aug5 D4
With n o shoes on my feet

G Em7
But, put me out, put me out
Em7aug5 D4
Put me out of misery

G Em7
Yeah, all your sickness
Em7aug5 D4
I can suck it up
G Em7
Throw it all at me
Em7aug5 D4
I can shrug it off
G Em7
There's one thing baby
Em7aug5 D4
That I don't under stand
G Em7
You keep on telling me
Em7aug5 D4
I ain't your kind of man

C G
Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby, Ain't I tough enough
C G D
Ain't I rich enough, in love enough, Ooh! Ooh! Please

I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles and my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me

I don't need beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

ZebraHead

What in the worlds come all over me?
I aint got a chance of one in three.
Aint got no rap, aint got no line
But if youll give me just a minute Ill be feelin fine.

I am the one who can fade the heat,
The one they all say just cant be beat.
Ill shoot it to you straight and look you in the eye.
So gimme just a minute and Ill tell you why
I'm a ROUGH boy, I'm a ROUGH boy.

I dont care how you look at me
Because Im the one and you will see
We can make it work, we can make it by.
So give me one more minute and Ill tell you why
I'm a ROUGH boy, I'm a ROUGH boy.

Rough Boy - ZZ Top

Elokyn

What in the worlds come all over me?
I aint got a chance of one in three.
Aint got no rap, aint got no line
But if youll give me just a minute Ill be feelin fine.

I am the one who can fade the heat,
The one they all say just cant be beat.
Ill shoot it to you straight and look you in the eye.
So gimme just a minute and Ill tell you why
I'm a ROUGH boy, I'm a ROUGH boy.

I dont care how you look at me
Because Im the one and you will see
We can make it work, we can make it by.
So give me one more minute and Ill tell you why
I'm a ROUGH boy, I'm a ROUGH boy.

Rough Boy - ZZ Top

I'll fill those canyons in your soul
Like a river lead you home
And I'll walk a step behind
In the shadows so you shine
Just ask it will be done
And I will prove my love
Until you're sure that I'm the ONE ~The One by Gary Allan

Vallandingham

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,
feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained,
'took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out 'n my dirty red bandana
'n was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wiper slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands,
We finally sang up every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
'n nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee

From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me Lord, through everything I've done
'n every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord I let her slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find
And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
n' nothin' left is all she left for me
n' feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee



--Kris Kristofferson

ZebraHead

Riding on the City of NEW ORLEANS,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of NEW ORLEANS,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

City of New Orleans - Arlo Guthrie

Vallandingham

Hey little girl, I love you so
I'd walk a hundred miles to let you know
Hey little baby, your eyes sure shine
When your hand reaches out and touches mine

'cos you're my baby, you're my baby, my little girl

Hey little girl, let me kiss your lips
Let me feel you thrill to my fingertips
Hey little baby, let me take your hand
Let me lead you to the promised land

'cos you're my baby, you're my baby, my little girl

Hey little girl, I love you so
I'd walk a hundred miles to let you know
Hey little girl, I love you so
I'd walk a hundred miles to let you know

-- Simon Kirke (Bad Company)

ZebraHead

Once again she steals away
Then she REACHES OUT to KISS me
And how she takes my breath away
Pretending that she don't miss me

Ooh, I would bleed to LOVE her
Ooh, bleed to LOVE her
Ooh, I would bleed to LOVE her

Bleed To Love Her - Fleetwood Mac