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Get Your Wings

Aerosmith

℗ 1974 Columbia Records CK 32847

Aerosmith  1974  Get Your Wings

Get Your Wings AEROSMITH.

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Same Old Song and Dance

(Steven Tyler Joe Perry)

Get yourself a cooler
Lay yourself low
Coincidental minor
With nothing to show
Well the judge's constipation
Will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation
He'll soon end up dead

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend

Gotcha with the cocaine
They found with your gun
No smoothy faced laywer
Will get ya undone
Say love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend


Fate comes a-knockin'
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
Ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain
When it's all the same to you, my friend

When you're low down and dirty
From walkin' the street
With your old hurdy gurdy
No one to meet
Said love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around

It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend

Lord of the Thighs

(Steven Tyler)

Down to who knows who just to socialize
I'm waitin' for my girls, when you caught my eyes
You got your ways to make a man
Honey, you got to understand
I'm your man, child, Lord of the thighs

Well, well, Lordie my God
What do we got here
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait and you're the hook
Someone bound to take a look
I'm your man-child, lord of the thighs

You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs

Spaced

(Steven Tyler Joe Perry)

Spaced in time, child of mine
Doin' twenty years on the way
Fire and steel, earth unreal
Find another planet to stay
Papa died, ma survived
Tellin' me about her ordeal

And the soul she could not feel
'Cause they made her so unreal

Lightnin' years disappears
Twenty million years on my brain
Synthesize, overrides
Tryin' to keep from goin' insane

And my soul I can not feel
'Cause they made me so unreal

Spaced enough to know I feel there's nothing out there
Spaced enough to know I feel I really don't care
Spaced enough to feel I'm really losin' my mind

And I'm never ever goin' back
I lost the track
No one even knows I'm alive
Spaced without a trace
Waitin' for the word to arrive
I'm the last man to survive

Woman of the World

(Steven Tyler Don Solomon)

Well, she's the woman of the world
And God she know it
She'll turn my head
Every time she shows it
Yeah, nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow
Honey, say what you gotta say

Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy what a woman

Well I tried, I tried so hard to please her
She'd give me a look if I beg to tease her
There's nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
No way you can try to hoochie coo
She might be gone tomorrow
Oh, Lordy what you gonna do

And I tried with an open hand
And a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be all right
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight

And I tried with an open hand
And a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be all right
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight

She got big-eyed cats
She got coats of sable
She seats forty-four at her dinner table
And there's nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow
Oh, throwin' it all away

S.O.S. (Too Bad)

(Steven Tyler)

Stagecoach lady, hourglass body
Makin' thinks glow in the night
Well, she would if she could
And she'd be good if she would
Only tell her lover she be out tonight

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' bitties
Bogies turn, stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard
His face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass to playin' poker to win

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

It's too bad

It's too bad
Can't get me none of that

New sold lady
My mama Cady
Chivalry was born at her feet
Wel she should have thought twice
When pa showed his dice
Imagine put my daddy to sleep

'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that

It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
I said it's too bad
Lord, it's too bad

It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
I said it's too bad
Lord, it's too bad

Train Kept A-Rollin' [live]

(Tiny Bradshaw Howard Kay Lois Mann)

Well on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome
We kinda look the same
She was pretty
From New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

Well on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome
We kinda looked the same
She was pretty
From New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her

Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She musta thought
I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and put her hands up
Lookin' so good, I couldn't let her go
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so

I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

Seasons of Wither

(Steven Tyler)

Blues hearted lady
Sleepy was she
Love for the devil
Brought her to me
Seas of a thousand
Drawn to her sin
Seasons of wither
Holdin' me in

Oh, woe is me
I feel so badly for you
Oh, woe is me
I feel so sadly for you in time
Time to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time
Take the wind right out of your sails

Fireflies dance in the heat of
Hound dogs that bay at the moon
My ship leaves in the midnight
Can't say I'll be back too soon
They awaken
Far, far away
Heat of my candle
Show me the way
Seas of a thousand
Drawn her to sin
Seasons of wither
Holdin' me in

Oh, woe is me
I feel so badly for you
Oh, woe is me
I feel so sadly for you in time
Time to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time
Take the wind right out of your sails

Pandora's Box

(Steven Tyler Joey Kramer)

When I'm in heat
Someone gets a notion
I jump to my feet
I hoof it to the ocean
We hit a beach
Where no one gives a hoot
Nobody never ever wears a suit
The ladies there
They look so proud
That's 'cause they know
That they've been so well endowed

Now, I ain't much
For Fannie's conversation
Or care to much
About her operation
But every time Pandora comes my way
I get high
Can't explain the sensation
To get it on
I gotta watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell
From the women's liberation

Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smell like a flora
Open up your door-a for me
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smell like a flora
Open up your door-a for me
Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me

Now I ain't what
You'd call a city slicker
Or claim to fame
To be a slitty licker

But every time Pandora comes my way
I get high
Can't explain the sensation
To get it on
I gotta watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell
From the women's liberation

Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smell like a flora
Open up your door-a for me
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smell like a flora
Open up your door-a for me
Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me, just for me
Just for me