Rock In A Hard Place
Jailbait
Jailbait
( Tyler / J. Crespo )
Take me... take me
Take me outside and maybe
Baby take me
Take me take me take me..... aaahhh... oooooouuu
Take it or leave it on a Saturday night
If what you see is what'choo get then gimmie a bite
Here comes the ladies they is dressed to kill
Leave it to the boys and the fool on the hill
Yeaaa.....
Hello baby yeah it's me
Don't be no judge no third degree oh jailbait
Play the fool and you play the pawn
When you wake up babe I'll be gone oh jailbait
I believe in someone tells you
Can't let go you got a hold oh jailbait
What it is what you believe
In what you got got up your sleeve oh jailbait
Oooh j-j-j-jailbait
Oooh j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-jailbait
Take or leave it roll the dice
She's hot as hell I'm cold as ice oh jailbait
Tell your daddy how you do me
Put the woodshed do it to me jailbait
What'cha see in daddy's eyes
Check for his no surprise oh jailbait
Ooooh...
Oooh j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-jailbait
Do me do you tell me would you see in me too
Do me do you
I ain't complainin' bitch's brew
Girl's a lover never knew she's jailbait
Steeplechase cold as sweat
You sweep your feet up place a bet on jailbait
Lookout...
j-j-j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-j-jailbait
j-j-j-j-j-j-j
Ooh j-j-j-j-jailbait....
Lightning Strikes
Official Video
Lightning Strikes
( Richie Supa )
The boys in the Dukes are ready to rumble
The word on the street some heads are gonna tumble
Blades gonna flash when the street gangs clash
On this Avenue at night
When the lightning strikes
Zip gun Johnny's finger is itchin'
Oh the lid's gonna blow up in Hell's Kitchen
It's an eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
They're so ruthless when they fight
When the lightning strikes... Ooooo
And it's a free for all in the parking lot
Tell me who will rule the street
And the night explodes
When the cops bring down the heat
And the chains they crash like thunder
While the weak ones all retreat
Gotta draw first blood
Or they'll read'chor funeral rights
When the lightning strikes
Uum... it's dog eat dog when you're meetin' your rival
In the combat zone it's a means of survival
Don't get last licks on a suicide blitz
On a cloak and dagger night
When the lightning strikes
Ooo... it's a free for all in the parking lot
Over who'll rule the street
And the night explodes
When the cops bring down the heat
And the chains they crash like a thunder
While the weak ones all retreat
Gotta draw first blood
Or they'll read your funeral rights
Oooo ooo...
When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Can'tcha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Cant'cha cant'cha cant'cha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Cant'cha cant'cha cant'cha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Cant'cha cant'cha cant'cha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
Cant'cha cant'cha cant'cha hear the thunder
When the lightning strikes
SO much confusion about the first line but...
I recently contacted Richie Supa on facebook...
yes, the very same Richie Supa who wrote the song
for the boyz... here's his reply...
"Hey Tommy... this is the first line to
Lightning Strikes. 'The boys in the Dukes are
ready to rumble.' That's official coming from me!
Best, Richie"
Too fuckin' cool of him to reply right!!
Thanx Richie from ALL of us... for clearing that up.
That's Richie below on stage with Steven in 1980
and then with Steven & Jimmy Crespo in 1979.
Richie was apart of so many of the songs
along the way. Great guy!
Bitch's Brew
Bitch's Brew
( Tyler / J. Crespo )
I tell you a thing
Foxy little flirt
I caught'choo in the briar patch
Liftin' up your skirt
Well let me tell ya
What'choo been doin' in the briar patch
What'choo been doin' wit' your little snatch
Got a pussy with a big demand... makin' magic
Uuum... you're foolin' with the bitch's brew
You know the things I warned you not to do
Ya fell into the briar patch
Ain't nothing gonna save your ass
Remember the things you said
Your savin' your scream for bread
And now you just want to play
So take it and play... all the way
Aar... you're fooling with the bitch's brew
That ain't the thing you oughta fool... with
Now you keep your fingers outta there... honey
You know that ain't no... fair
The way that'choo read me
The Taro cards are the way you deal
The way of the witches sight
And all the things that you bite
(Good God)
You've been messin' with the bitch's brew
Now dont'choo know who you're talkin' to
Said'chor talkin' to the bitch's who
Tell me you really never cared
Now voodoo made eyes of fire
This post first appeared on Tommy Raw........................... No Way That Just Happened, please read the originial post: here
