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Quatro

Suzi Quatro

℗ 1974 Bell Records BELL 1313

℗ 1996 Garagelands Records GRCD 014

℗ 2011 barin.livejournal.com BR LLG 56007 1

Suzi Quatro  1974  Quatro

After the electric vitality of its predecessor and the prepossessing energy of her first four singles, Suzi Quatro put out a second album that was a dreadful disappointment, the fault one assumes of having been cut so quickly after its predecessor that nobody involved in the process had time to even catch her or his breath. Just two Quatro/Tuckey originals make it on, and one of them, "Klondyke Kate," is little more than a throwaway, while Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapman's contributions, too, are uncharacteristically lackluster the still vital "Devil Gate Drive" notwithstanding, of course. Of course, there are mitigating circumstances. The Chinnichap duo itself was in transition at this time, trying to retool a super-successful but hideously hidebound writing formula toward a less glam-entrenched listening audience. The recently discovered Smokie was to be the prime beneficiary of this new attitude, but the next few Quatro singles, too, reflected the then-prevalent belief that "mature" songs were the way to go and "mature," in those days, meant not having quite so much fun as they used to. Neither "Too Big" nor "The Wild One" are classic Quatro, even if the performances themselves are as committed as ever, while the dour mood conveyed by those efforts is only amplified by the strictly unimaginative choice in rock & roll covers that complete the set. Every bar band in the land cut its teeth on "Keep a Knockin'," "Trouble," "Move It," and "A Shot of Rhythm and Blues." Very few were still playing them two albums later. Only a wild, and wildly unexpected rendition of "Hit the Road Jack" truly salvages the show, and that's not really saying much novelty songs always stand out when there's nothing else to laugh at. Ultimately, of course, Quatro would be seen as a mere hiccup in a career that had many, many years left to run and many more twists and turns to take. At the time, however, another monarch had quietly slipped from its throne, another spangle had dropped off the glam rock crown. It really was all rather sad. Dave Thompson.

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The Wild One

(Mike Chapman Nicky Chinn)

(Spoken: "All my life I've wanted to be somebody, and here I am.
I know what I've got, and there ain't nobody gonna take it away from me.
So let me tell ya what I am!")

I'm a red-hot fox. I can take the knocks
I'm a hammer from hell. Honey, can't you tell?
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one
I'm a touched-up freak on a winning streak
I'm gonna own this town. You can't hold me down
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one

Well it ain't no use. Turn me loose
More...more...I can't keep score

I've got my head screwed on, and the days are gone
When you kept me down, and you pushed me 'round
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one
I'm a blue-eyed bitch and I wanna get rich
Get out of my way 'cause I'm here to stay
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one

Well it ain't no use. Turn me loose
More...more...I can't keep score...YEAH!

Well it ain't no use. Turn me loose
More...more...I can't keep score

I'm a red-hot fox. I can take the knocks
I'm a hammer from hell. Honey, can't you tell?
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one
I'm a touched-up freak on a winning streak
I'm gonna own this town. You can't hold me down
I'm the wild one. Yes, I'm the wild one.

Keep A-Knocking'

(Penniman)

(Spoken: "This song is dedicated to all you 16 year-old girls out there.
You know when all those boys come around asking you all for a date
You just got to sit back and be cool and tell 'em one thing").

You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

You say you love me, but you can't come in
You say you love me, but you can't come in
You say you love me, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

You say you love me, but you can't come in
You say you love me, but you can't come in
You say you love me, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

(Spoken: "Now on this next bit here I want everyone to sing along with me. It's very easy.
All the boys gotta sing "You keep a-knockin'' and all the girls gotta sing "But you can't come in".
You got that? Let's try it").

You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
You keep a-knockin, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

Too Big

(Mike Chapman Nicky Chinn)

Say, sugar-honey you've gotta act like me
Well, you can take a passion-lovin' panther
Make him week at the knees
You can shake him like a rattle, and roll him like a dice

But, honey, you know I'm too big to be nice
I gave away my independence to all them evil guys
And when I got too hot they put my lips on ice

Now I don't hold out with those wise-guys. I see through their disguise
'Cause, honey, you know I'm too big to be fooled twice
Well, I don't know all the answers, but I guess I know my share
And I've taken all the chances, but I never really care

Because I'm too big to be used
You know I'm too big for my boots
You know I'm too big to be abused
And honey...I never lose!

Now listen baby, watch the way you walk
And when it comes to talkin', watch the way you talk
He'll tear ya down and break ya and he'll make you if he can

But, honey, you're too big, too big for that man
You know he can't understand ya. You're breakin' all the rules
He's tried so hard to land ya. Just send him back to school

Because you're too big to be used
You know you're too big for your boots
You know you're too big to be abused
And honey...you'll never lose!

Klondyke Kate

(Lennie Tuckey Suzi Quatro)

Well, it's a face.
She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too
And it's a place.

Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
Won't cha have a taste of the bad side
You never knew good could be so cruel
And all the rest

Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
She'll make the most of any man
You know those boys will take their life in their hands
For Klondyke Kate...Sweet Klondyke Kate
Klondyke Kate, you big moon-shine mama

You don't know what you do
Your hands are shakin. Your temper's breakin
And ya make a drink to cure your blues
Oh, it's the same old style. The same old story
She wants to wear her mama's shoes
She tried to teach you, but she never thought
To keep a close watch over you

Well, it's a face.
She's a daughter wearing all the bracelets, too
And it's a place.

Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
Won't cha have a taste of the bad side
You never knew good could be so cruel
And all the rest

Ooo. Don't let her mama catch you
She'll make the most of any man
You know those boys will take their life in their hands
For Klondyke Kate...Sweet Klondyke Kate

Savage Silk

(Mike Chapman Nicky Chinn)

Streamline, goldmine, nighttime, summertime, feeling fine
Saturation point is reached by nine
Your circulation elevated mine

I was a bar room baby. Let out of my cage for you
A celuloid slave. Once arranged for the things I do
So I done ditched the last queen who was mean to you

Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Ooo. Ooo. Ooo Savage Silk
Ooo Savage Silk

I've been hung from my head while the joker played dead with the queen
I was born innocent to be bred with the best in a dream
I'm a savage tramp, don't camp, don't vamp with me.

You'll look a long way, honey, before you'll find another me
You'll turn the wrong way, honey, if you ever turn your back on me
And I'm down on my knees and I'm begging so savagely

Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Ooo. Ooo. Ooo Savage Silk
Ooo Savage Silk

(Spoken: "Oh, baby. If this is a game your playing, then you just keep on playing.
But if it's not, don't ever hang me up").

Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Right on. Right on. Right on Savage Silk
Ooo. Ooo. Ooo Savage Silk
Ooo Savage Silk

Move It

(Ian Samwell)

Well, come on pretty baby let's move it and groove it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby. Please don't lose it
The rhythym will get you to your heart and soul
Well, you know, pretty baby, it's called rock and roll
They say it's gonna die, but, honey, please let's face it
Well they just don't know what's going to replace it

Well, talented blues ain't got nothing on
Real bopping music that just drives along
Honey, move it
Honey, move it

So come on pretty baby let's move it and groove it
Shake it, baby, shake it, baby. Please don't lose it
The rhythym will get you to your heart and soul
Ah, Well, you know, pretty baby, it's called rock and roll
They say it's gonna die, but, honey, please let's face it
Yeah they just don't know what's going to replace it

Well, talented blues ain't got nothing on
Real bopping music that just drives along
Honey, move it
Honey, move it

Hit the Road, Jack

(Percy Mayfield)

Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back
No more. No more. No more. No more.
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more

Woman, oh, woman don't you treat me so mean
Your the meanest old woman that I've ever seen
But I guess if you say so
I have to pack my bags and go
That's right!

Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back
No more. No more. No more. No more.
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more

Baby. Listen, baby, don't you treat me this way
'Cause I'll be back on me feet someday
Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood
You ain't got no money. You just ain't no good
Well, I guess if you say so
I have to pack my bags and go
That's right!

Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back
No more. No more. No more. No more.
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more

Trouble

(Jerry Leiber Mike Stoller)

If you're looking for trouble, boy, you've come to the right place
If you're looking for trouble just look right in my face
I was born standing up and talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain, Jack

'Cause I'm evil
Misery is my middle name
Well, I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me

I never look for trouble, but I never ran
And I don't take no orders from no kind of man
I'm only made out of flesh blood and bone
But if you gonna start a rumble don't you try it all alone

'Cause I'm evil
Misery is my middle name
Well, I'm evil
So don't you mess around with me

Cat Size

(Len Tuckey Suzi Quatro)

Now I'm done playing with fools
And I've paid all my childhood dues
I find the mountain much steeper to climb
Am I just one of the crowd?

I decided a few days ago
There's no room. Room for me in this show
I changed my make-up completely this time
Now I'm not one... one of the crowd?

So good-bye. Good-bye blind eyes
I'm gonna find me a cat's eye
Good-bye. Good-bye blind eyes
I know what I want to see

So good-bye. Good-bye blind eyes
I'm gonna find me a cat's eye
Good-bye. Good-bye blind eyes
I know what I want to be

Now I'm done playing the fools
And I've paid all my childhood dues
I find the mountain much steeper to climb
Now I'm not one... one of the crowd?

Shot of Rhythm and Blues

(Terry Thompson)

Oh, when your hands start a-clapping
And your fingers start a-popping
Well, your feet got to move around

And you start to swing and swaying
And the band starts to playing
To a real cool, way out sound

Well, if you get the "can't help it's" and you can't sit down
You feel like you've got to move around

Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Just a little rock and roll on the side just for good measure
Need a pair of dancing shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure

Well, don't you worry about a thing
You start to dance and sing
And the chill bones come on you

The rhythm finally gets ya and the beat gets you too
Here's the thing for you to do

Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Just a little rock and roll on the side just for good measure
Need a pair of dancing shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure

Come on... come on!

Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Just a little rock and roll on the side just for good measure
Need a pair of dancing shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure

Oh, when your hands start a-clapping
And your fingers start a-popping
Well, your feet got to move around

And you start to swing and swaying
And the band starts to playing
To a real cool, way out sound

Well, if you get the "can't help it's" and you can't sit down
You feel like you've got to move around

Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Just a little rock and roll on the side just for good measure
Need a pair of dancing shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure

Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Just a little rock and roll on the side just for good measure
Need a pair of dancing shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure

Friday

(Lennie Tuckey Suzi Quatro)

Friday's got her mind on lovin'
Her evil eyes are on you, boy
It promises to be a nightime
Of uninterrupted joy... joy... joy

What's she doing. Who's she screwing
Leave it up to Friday. She's anyone's wife
What's she doing. Who's she screwing
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life

At fourteen you were such a sweet thing
You helped your mama with the chores
But now you find you're independence
And got what you're looking for

What's she doing. Who's she screwing
Leave it up to Friday. She's anyone's wife
What's she doing. Who's she screwing
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life

Devil Gate Drive

(Chapman - Chinn)

(Spoken: "Hey, you all want to go down to Devil Gate Drive?
Well, come on!
Welcome to "The Dive"!)

Well, at the age of five they can do their jive
Down in Devil Gate Drive
And at the age of six they're gonna get their kicks
Down in Devil Gate Drive

Well your mama don't know where your sister done go
She gone down to the Drive. She's the start of the show
And let her move on up. Let her come let her go.
She can jive
Down in Devil Gate Drive

So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate Drive
So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When they reach their teens, that's when they all get mean
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When I was sweet sisteen I was the jukebox queen
Down in Devil Gate Drive

I lead the angel pack on the road to sin
Knock down the gates!
Let me in. Let me in
Don't mess me 'round, cause you know where I've been
To 'The Dive' down in Devil Gate Drive

So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate Drive
So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When they reach their teens, that's when they all get mean
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When I was sweet sisteen I was the jukebox queen
Down in Devil Gate Drive

Well your mama don't know where your sister done go
She goes down to the Drive. She's the start of the show
Let her move on up. Let her come let her go.
She can jive
Down in Devil Gate Drive

So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate Drive
So come alive. Come alive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
Down in Devil Gate... down in Devil Gate
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When they reach their teens, that's when they all get mean
Down in Devil Gate Drive
When I was sweet sisteen I was the jukebox queen
Down in Devil Gate Drive

(Spoken: "Come on, boys. Let's do it one more time for Suzi!
Are you ready, now?")

Come alive. Come alive, Yeah!