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song list next song ZZ Top: Letter O ZZ Top: Antenna PCH
(...)
I was out on the coastline
Getting a little shake
Do it every day
for mercy sake
Sometime surf's up
Sometimes it's flat
Eatin' up asphalt
Prowlin' like a tomcat
Stunned at what I see
Should I stay or should I leave
Too much, not enough PCH
Too much, not enough PCH
Feelin' kind of free
By the deep blue sea
A true blood blue slud
Hangin' on me
Wanna head north
But I might go south
Can't make up my mind
Cause I'm thinking like Brian
I'm hangin' in and out
I'm pullin' up cause it's about
Too much, not enough PCH
Too much, not enough PCH
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Six Pack ZZ Top: Tejas Pan Am Highway Blues
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
I've gotten good at missin' her
I practice all the time
While I drive the Pan Am highway thru
With that cactus friend of mine
It's gettin' hard to see the white line rollin' by
I can't forget her memory deep inside

I dropped a bundle down in Panama
But the loss didn't do me no good
Spendin' cash and talkin' trash
Don't do it like it should
I realized I just couldn't buy her smile
I'll keep tryin' on that Pan Am mile by mile

If she'd meet me in San Salvador
I'd buy her a drink or two
We'd talk about our used to be
And ride on to Peru
The time to get it right is here and now
If she won't I'll move on anyhow
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Six Pack ZZ Top: El Loco Party On The Patio
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
I found an empty house in my neighborhood,
I knew that wer shouldn't but I thought we could.
Knew it wouldn't be hard to slide into the backyard,
Called all my friends and slipped a hundred to the guard.
We turned on the radio and had a party on the patio.

Betty's in the sauna and she's getting kind of hot,
Mary's in the icebox wishin' she was not.
Connie's in the whirlpool, Jimmy's tryin' to be cool,
Libby's in the bushes 'cause she's nobody's fool.
We turned the lights down low and had a party on the patio.

Heard the cops are coming so we tried to jump the fence,
Mary didn't make it and we haven't seen her since.
Connie had another drink, Jimmy simply couldn't think,
Billy G. was passed out underneath the sink.
But everybody's gonna show for another party on the patio.
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Greatest Hits ZZ Top: Six Pack ZZ Top: El Loco Pearl Necklace
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
She's really upset with me again,
I didn't give her what she likes.
I don't know what to tell her,
Don't know what to say.
Everything got funky last night.

She was really bombed,
And I was really blown away,
Until I asked her what she wanted,
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.

She gets a charge out of bein' so weird,
Digs gettin' downright strange.
But I can keep a handle on anything,
Just this side of deranged.

She was gettin' bombed,
And I was gettin' blown away,
And she held it in her hand
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.

She is so tough, as pure as the driven slush.
And that's not true what she's talkin' about,
It really don't cost that much.

She was gettin' bombed,
And I was gettin' blown away,
And she took it in her hand,
And this is what she had to say:
A pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
She wanna pearl necklace.
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Recycler Penthouse Eyes
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
(Spoken: What you lookin' at, girl?)

She's always checkin' with her penthouse eyes,
Makes me stutter, gives me butterflies.
Got to have her, she pins me up with her penthouse eyes.

I wanna lie where her eagle flies,
She's got my love pressure on the rise.
When I see her, she really rocks me with her penthouse eyes.

Don't need excuse for graspin',
Can't blame the boy for askin'.
One look sting you like a honey bee,
But it's her eyes gonna set you free.

I wanna stretch her out in old Levi's,
Got to have a little piece of paradise.
I got to have her, she pins me up with her penthouse eyes.

Don't need excuse for graspin',
Can't blame the boy for askin'.
There's no escape let me tell you no lie,
She's always lookin' with her penthouse eyes.
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Antenna Pincusion
(...)
I been stuck, so I asked her why
She gave me acupuncture as her alibi
Shook my soul, and stole my dough
Left my condition down a deep dark hole
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she ask
I get nailed every now and then
I get my mojo working but I'm pinned again
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she asks
I'm getting pricked around and punctureated
I let my ya ya down, I got penetrated
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she asks
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she asks
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Greatest Hits ZZ Top: Afterburner Planet Of Women
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
What can I do, I'm a nervous wreck?
There's girls everywhere, I better go and check. CHECK IT OUT
I can't tell a diamond from a hole in the ground.
They all got my head spinning round and round.
Planet of women, oh yeah.
The planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane.

They start by acting just a little discreet.
Then they're in the skies and they're in the streets.
You can find them in cars or a hotel lobby,
they're easy to find, just look for a body.
Planet of women, oh yeah.
Just a planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane.

If you have the answer, drop me a line today
or send a straight jacket something in a shade of gray.
I think I've sprained my brain 'cause it won't unwind.
Every day it's man against man on the
planet of women, oh yeah.
Just a planet of women, oh yeah.
It's driving me insane,
it's driving me insane.
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: XXX Poke Chop Sandwich
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
Poke
Better watch that
Poke Chop Sandwich
Waitin' in the sack
Ridin' that tom tom
A double fat back
Now my poke chop sandwich [now a?]
Layin' on the drum
Poke chop greasy [chop's?]
Gonna get some
Some of that poke chop
Poke chop sandwich
Poke chop
Poke chop sandwich

Yeah yeah twenty five
Movin' in my black beat
And my Texas bunn,
Do a Hollywood shufflin'
You just can't top it
New York turnaround
And a London stone
African jiga la combination
I know that you want
Poke chop
Poke chop sandwich
Poke chop
Double poke chop sandwich
Play on

Spider of Lightnin' Hopkins
Got the big bad beat
Ain't no question
They gonna' eat
Got the swallow on my bottle
And a leggin' on a can
You take it in my buttkin [buttcan?  my but can?] [bucket]
Cause I damn well can
Pork chop
Polka Dot Chop
Carve that poke chop
Poke chop sandwich

Feel that feel that poke chop sandwich
Gimme that sandwich
With a wax paper poke chop sandwich
song list next song previous song ZZ Top: Six Pack ZZ Top: Tres Hombres Precious And Grace
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
Ridin' top the floodway on a Friday night,
the landscape's a fine and nat'ral sight.
Just cruisin' slow through the dark of night.
With Precious and Grace ev'rything's all right.

Good God Almighty, we was goin' down slow,
yeah, if we knew just where we had to go.
Cryin', just a flyin' down a put out road
with Precious and Grace in my flathead Ford.

So if you're out rollin' late some night,
yeah, and you need that supernatural delight, I'm talkin' to you, brother,
I know somebody's, they's just out of sight.
Get with Precious and Grace, they gonna treat you right.
song list ZZ Top: Letter Q previous song ZZ Top: Rhythmeen Pretty Head
(Beard/Gibbons/Hill)
Don't send me no bag, don't send me no skag
A pin-headed ho won't do
Don't send me no square without some beehive hair
She got to have her rhythm with blues

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
Gotta have a prettyhead, I said pretty head

Don't send nothin' lame, don't send nothin' tame
A scatter-brained ho won't do
Don't send me no skang, don't send me nothin' rang
I want it hot, righteous and blue

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
GOtta have a prettyhead, I said pretty head

Play the guitar

Drop-dead, big red, icy head, pretty pretty head

Don't send me no twig, don't send nothin' big
With a sideways thing-a-majig
Don't send me no pro, don't send nothin' low
Down and out, holdin' out ho

Gotta have a prettyhead, gotta have a prettyhead
Gotta have a prettyhead, said pretty, pretty head