SOMEBODY TO ROLLDOWN HOME GIRLFLYING
WAITING FOR THE MANBORN TO LOVEI WANT TO (DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU)
I DON'T WANT TO GO ON WITHOUT YOUWILD HONEYLA GIRLS

RECORDED AND MIXED AT LE STUDIO, MORIN HEIGHTS, CANADA
PRODUCED BY MANNY CHARLSTON
ENGINEERED BY JOHN PUNTER & NICK BLAGONA
Somebody To Roll D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton Goin’ out, got some time to use Baby, baby, baby, I just can’t lose Truckin’ round from town to town Got to get my rocks off the ground Going up, I’ve been down so long All I need is just one good song Take me out of this dead end gig Get my shot at some of the big If you want to rock If you want to rock You got to find somebody to roll I just signed my life away The record company’s got to pay Got to chase that billboard bullet Nothin’ left but to go out and do it If you want to rock You got to find If you want to rock You got to find somebody to roll Somebody to roll Goin’ out, got some time to use Baby, baby, baby, I just can’t lose Truckin’ round from town to town Got to get my rocks off the ground If you want to rock You got to find somebody If you want to rock You got to find somebody to roll Somebody to roll DOWN HOME GIRL Jerry Leiber/L. Butler Lord I swear, the perfume you wear Is made out of turnip greens And every time that I kiss you girl It tastes like pork and beans Even though you’re wearin‘ them Citified high heels I can tell by your giant steps That you’ve been walkin’ through cotton fields Ohhhhhh, you’re some down home girl Your shoes are green, your dress is red And your wiggy head is powder blue But underneath all of that mess, Well you’re still the same old messy you You’re sittin there in that fancy chair Just drinkin’ champaigne like a movie star When ya oughta be sittin’ on a sidewalk Drinkin white lightnin’ Out of a jelly jar Oh, you’re some down home girl Dimples in your pretty cheeks And dimples in your knees You walk by and baby I Can smell magnolia trees You tell me you’re from New York baby But I know you’re from way down South I can hear a Mississippi mama Evey time you open up your mouth Oh, you’re some down home girl Oh, you’re some down home girl FLYING D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton Here I am flying Looking down at mother earth below Above me only blue skies Below me is a cotton candy world Here I am dreaming Plane I’m on flies gently as a bird Captain said something But I never heard single word Here I am flying Look above you I’ll be watching you Maybe you won’t see me But soon I’ll be flying Soon I’ll be flying home to you Gazing at the sunrise Homeland sure looks green far down below Now we’re almost landed I can see the hostess by the door Here I am flying Look above you I’ll be watching you Maybe you won’t see me But soon I’ll be flying Soon I’ll be flying home to you Won’t be long ‘till I see Bridges on our river Looking at the old familiar lights Won’t be long ‘till we’ll be Making up for countless sleepless nights Here I am flying Looking down at mother earth below Above me only blue skies Below me is a cotton candy world Here I am flying Look above you I’ll be watching you Maybe you won’t see me But soon I’ll be flying Soon I’ll be flying home to you WAITING FOR THE MAN D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton Cruisin’ on down to my street corner Where me and my friends hang out I’m pickin’ up Billy along the way Man he knows what it’s all about Jed knows some chicks that can be had He’s got his old mans car You know that can’t be bad Phil just got numbered in a fight But we all jumped in now ol’ Phil’s alright Hangin’ out together on the street Lookin’ so hot we can’t be beat Keepin’ so cool when we get hassled Takin’ our time to move along And if you’re lookin’ to start some trouble Man you don’t know what you’re takin’ on Me and Billy all the guys Fat Marie with the friendly eyes She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my Street corner people waitin’ for the man Just me and Billy and all the guys Fat Marie with the friendly eyes She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my Street corner people, we’re waitin’ for the man Shootin’ our job to the local ladies Showin’ them such a good time Drinkin’ our wine and gettin’ crazy And movin’ on down the line Just me and Billy, all the guys Fat Marie with the friendly eyes She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my We’re just street corner people waitin’ for the man Me and Billy, all the guys Fat Marie with the friendly eyes She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my Street corner people waitin’ for the man We’re just street corner people We’re waitin’ for the man BORN TO LOVE D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton Reach out and touch my fire I’ll make you know you’re alive Sweet love move in slow Stretching out like a wire I’ll take you right to the top Girl as low as you can drop You’ll thank the Lord up above Woman you’ll know you’ve been loved I was born to love I was born to love Sure as there’s stars up above I was born to love Born to love you Slow down now don’t you run For you there’s just no way out Made up my mind, not wastin’ time You’re what I’m thinkin’ about I got myself on your case You just can’t keep up the pace But you’ll thank the Lord up above Woman you’ll know you’ve been loved I was born to love I was born to love Sure as there’s stars up above I was born to love Born to love you Hey girl don’t be a fool Your bridges all have been crossed You’ve got it wrong, my love is strong So don’t go countin’ the cost I’m only thinkin’ of you Give me just an hour or two Then you’ll thank the Lord up above Woman you’ll know you’ve been loved I was born to love I was born to love Sure, sure as there’s stars up above I was born to love Born to love you I was born to love you I WANT TO DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU Joe Tex I want to hold you in my arms ‘till you say “turn me loose” I want to do little things to you ‘till you say “It ain’t no use” I want to wake you every morning with a good morning kiss I want to kiss you to sleep the same way cause I, I know you like this I want to do everything for you Cause that’s all that a man can do When he loves a woman like I love you And I love ya, love ya, love ya I want to say sweet things to you ‘till you say I’ve said enough I want to stand right by your side when the goin’ gets tough I want to mend your broken heart till you say the hurt is gone I want tostay with you always so that you won’t be alone I want to do everything for you Cause that’s all that a man can do When he loves a woman like I love you And I love ya, love ya, love ya I want to work for you every day ‘till you say “come home and rest” I want to buy you pretty little things so you can look your best I want to take you every where so the world can see what I got I want to treat you with tender love ‘till you say I’ve got to stop I want to do everything for you ‘Cause that’s all that a man can do When he loves a woman like I love you And I love ya, love ya, love ya I want to do everything for you Cause that’s all that a man can do When he loves a woman like I love you And I love ya, love ya, love ya, love ya I DON’T WANT TO GO ON WITHOUT YOU Bert Berns/Jerry Wexler I don’t want to Go on without you It’s so bad to be alone Oh baby come home I need you My room is so blue I keep seein’ your face Oh, every place Here in the gloom Of my lonely room I hold her memories And smell her sweet perfume I can’t stand to Live on without you Oh my darlin’ hear my plea C’mon back to me Here in the gloom Of my lonely room I hold her memories And smell her sweet perfume I can’t stand to Live on without you Oh my darlin’ hear my plea C’mon back to me I can’t stand to Go on without you Oh my darlin’ hear my plea Go on without you ‘can’t stand to (no,no,no,no,) Go on without you Oh my darlin’ hear my plea Go on without you....... I can’t stand to....... WILD HONEY B. Wilson Mama I’m tellin’ you as sure as I’m standin’ here She’s my girl and that’s the way I’m keepin’ it my mama dear No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me The girl’s got my heart and my love’s comin’ down on me Last time I met her since I got a taste of wild honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) You know she’s got the sweetness of the honey bee (sweet, sweet, my honey) Honey, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) she got me all and stung me good, oh, yesiree (sweet, sweet, my honey) Before he even stung bee’s buzzin’ around her hive She singled me out, single handed took me alive I’m gonna take her home and spend my life Eatin’ up the wild honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) (sweet, sweet, my honey) (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) (sweet, sweet, my honey) (sweet, sweet, my honey) Oh mama she’s sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter Yaaaa, honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) Let me tell you how she really got to my soul (sweet,sweet my honey) It ain’t funny, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) the way she made me want to sing a little rock and roll (sweet, sweet, my honey) There’s nothing quite as good as the taste of wild honey Break my back workin’ just to save me some money I can spend my life with her eatin’ up her wild honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) Oh honey she’s sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter Now (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) (sweet, sweet, my honey) (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) (sweet, sweet, my honey) Gimme some gimme some (sweet, sweet, my honey) Gimme some gimme some(she’s the one) (sweet, sweet, my honey) Gimme some wild honey Gimme some gimme some.......... L.A. GIRLS D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton Two bucks an hour You can hire a car You can go most anywhere That depends on who you are You can be your own boss Takin’ your own time The sun shines all the time California girls look fine You can truck on down the strip any time of night Pull an L.A. Lady to treat you right Stay home call her on the phone Sayin’ come on over baby I hate to be alone L.A. Girls in the sunshine L.A. Girls in the rain I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again I’m gonna go back again Every one’s in movies And every one’s a star But most of them are fillin’ in time Workin’ in some bar They sure don’t live in Bellaire Like they planned to be Their names ain’t in the sidewalk For everyone to see But you can truck on down the strip any night Pull an L.A. Lady to treat you right Stay home call her on the phone Sayin’ come on over baby I hate to be alone L.A. Girls in the sunshine L.A. Girls in the rain I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again I’m gonna go back again Word gets ‘round the band’s in town They’re bustlin’ ‘round the hall Readin’ last months Rolling Stone Talkin’ Rock and Roll They got all the answers For everything you say And even if you pass them by They gonna tell you anyway But you can truck on down the strip any time of night Pull an L.A. Lady’s gonna treat you right Stay home call one on the phone Sayin’ come on over baby I hate to be alone L.A. Girls in the sunshine L.A. Girls in the rain I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again I’m gonna go back there again