Aerosmith – Get Your Wings

1. Same Old Song and Dance

2. Lord of the Thighs

3. Spaced

4. Woman of the World

5. S.O.S. (Too Bad)

6. Train Kept A Rollin’

7. Seasons of Wither

8. Pandora’s Box

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Same Old Song And Dance

Get yourself a cooler

Lay yourself low

Coincidental murder

With nothing to show

With the judge’s constipation

Will go to his head

And his wife’s aggravation

You’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 smooth face laywer

Could 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

Fate comes a-knockin’

Doors start lockin’

Your old time connection

Change your direction

You 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
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2.  Lord Of The Thighs

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 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 The Thighs
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3.  Spaced

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
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4.  Woman Of The World

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
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5.  S.O.S. (Too Bad)

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

(Repeat)
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6.  Train Kept A Rollin’

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

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)

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

But I just couldn’t tell her so

(Chorus)

I’m in heat, I’m in love

But I just couldn’t tell her
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7.  Seasons Of Wither

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
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8.  Pandora’s Box

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

(Chorus)

Sweet Pandora

Good-like aura

Smell like a flora

Open up your door-a for me

Sweet Pandora

Good-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

(Chorus)