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Copyright 1984 MCA Records (Vinyl only MCA-5480) Universal City, California

Produced by Joe Ely and Michael Brovsky

Dame Tu Mano

By Joe Ely


Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
The night is cheap like a velvet painting
The streets are wet but it ain't been raining
Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
A mile of stars fell in the streets and shattered
While the guitars played strung with six daggers

Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary
Where the mean streets meet the monastary
Your ruby lips wet with Tequila
Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa

Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
The switchblade streets in need of sweeping
The Taxi waits the driver's sleeping
Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
I'll turn you loose but never let you go
When the summer's gone and the cold winds blow

Give me your hand, my little Juarez Mary
Where the mean streets meet the monastary
Your ruby lips wet with Tequila
Theres a neon frame around Pancho Villa

Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
Five hundred miles I gotta go tomorrow
And leave you here with your sweet sorrow
Dame tu mano
Dame tu mano
Their talk will sting in the morning light
They're stringing me up this very night!

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Dream Camera

 



Dream Camera
by Joe Ely


You snuck your Dream Camera
from under your pillow in your bed last night
And you waited in your sleep until gravity
didn't hold you so tight
Then you took out your flash
And you cocked the shutter
With one foot on the curb
And the other in the gutter
You got your dream picture
Just like a photo in a magazine

You snuck your Dream recorder
from under you pillow in your bed last night
And you waited in your sleep until gravity
didn't hold you so tight
Then you took out your tape
And your microphone
And you slipped away from your chaperon
You got your dream recording
Just like a sound track for a T.V.show

Oh Oh Oh your dreams are spinnin'
Dangerously out of control
Oh Oh Oh don't you need somebody to have and to hold
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh

You snuck your dream revolver
from under your pillow in your bed last night
And you waited in your sleep until gravity
didn't hold you so tight
Then you cocked the hammer
And you zeroed in
On the one that took your heart
Time and time again
You got your dream lover
Just like in a movie that you'd seen before

Oh Oh Oh your dreams are spinnin
Dangerously out of control
Oh Oh Oh don't you need somebody just to have and to hold.
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh


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Imagine Houston

 



by Joe Ely


Imagine Houston in the middle of July
Hotter than a pistol on a saturday nite
Your baby's on the front porch with a bamboo fan
As you pull up to the curb in your black sedan
It don't take her long she knew you were comin
With a slam of the screen she's off and she's runnin
Now she's sittin there beside you you forget about the heat
You leave your troubles at the curb and take your passion to the street

With a steam-heated love
With a burning desire and a tropical fire in your blood
With a steam-heated love
That hurricane feelin it's got you reelin,
               you can't even wait for the flood!

You put your arm around her and you tell her the news
And the white lines and the freeways they twist like a fuse
While the Pilgrims from the East with their U-Haul trailors
Build cities out of canvas just like shipwrecked sailors
And the asphalt sweats while the welders weld
And your wheels are hotter than the hinges of hell
And you better watch your step if you're just standing around
Because the buildings ain't constructed they erupt from the ground

Chorus

Outro
The parking lots are steaming with a street sweepers mist
Just the perfect atmosphere to steal a little kiss
And you notice that the moon has been coated with chrome
As it begins to rise beside the Astrodome.


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Letter to Laredo

 



by Joe Ely


As I was rolling across the Mississippi
I stopped there and I cried
No use for a man to keep a mighty river
All dammed up inside

I jumped bail from the Sweetwater County
Now I'm on the run
On my head is a five number bounty
For a crime I never done

Take this letter to Laredo
To the one I love
Tell her to stay low
Beneath the stars above
Her love is my only alibi
It's for her love I lied
Yeah, yeah, yeah


"Why did Frankie have to pull that trigger?
Why did you have to hide?
The sheriff still thinks I was standing with her
It's for your love I lied."

"Love will make a free man a prisioner
Will make an honest man lie
Love can be tough, love can be tender
It's my only alibi"

Take this Letter to Laredo
To the one I love
Tell her to stay low
Beneath the stars above
Her love is my only alibi
It's for her love I lied...
Yeah, yeah, yeah...


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Lipstick in the Night

 



by Joe Ely

As I was screaming into New Orleans
I seen a woman on a motorbike
She captivated my immagination
With her LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

Well the look in her eye would make a rhinestone jealous
As she leaned into the exit sign
In her Cajun complexion I could see the reflection
Of her LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT
Red lipstick make a Bulldog bite
LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

She cut her ignition and she paid her admission
To Tippatina's Jump and Jive
I offered her a stroke of my Bacardi and Coke
To wet her LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

I took a chance and I asked her to dance
As the band played with all their might
I looked her in the face but I couldn't erase
Her LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT
Red lipstick make a bulldog bite
LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

She followed me well down to a cheap hotel
There we got into a helluva fight
I could hear her leave as she jingled her keys
Wearin LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT

Well I never expect to ever see her again
Anyway, she wasn't my type
I just over estimated my exaggeration
Of her LIPSTICK IN THE NIGHT



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Madame Woe

 



by Joe Ely


Down to the quarter there you go
MADAME WOE
Down to Canal where the red lights glow
MADAME WOE
Take some of your lonliness and lay it on me
It's a tough ol way to make ends meet, honey can't you see?


Down to the steps and over the fence,
MADAME WOE
Down to the shack that your landlord rents
MADAME WOE
Hey, hey a girl like you is a mystery to me
Hey, girl the look in your eyes is all I need


Over to Bourbon turn to the wind
MADAME WOE
To the tattoo parlor where you meet your friends
MADAME WOE
Hey, babe the world don't know how much you see
Yea, Yea would you show a little to me?


Down to the corner turn to the right
MADAME WOE
To the wooden Hotel where you stay all night
MADAME WOE
Hey, babe would you speak to me, easily
Hey, hey your words they come like sheep to me


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Locked in a Boxcar with the Queen of Spain

 


by Joe Ely

                                  
Oh no! What to do?
How did I get on this train?
Locked in a boxcar
With the Queen of Spain...

"You pour the sweet wine
I'll play the tambourine
Would Your Majesty mind
If I just call you 'Queen'?"

I don't know where we are
Lord how I wish it would rain
Locked in a boxcar
With the Queen of Spain

"I believe we must be
Out on some desert alone
Would Your Majesty care
If I sat on your throne?"

Yes Maam, I kmow who you are
know you have power and fame
Locked in a boxcar
With the Queen of Spain

Engineer left us here
The sun is goin down
"Would Your Majesty mind
If I tried on your crown?"


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Cool Rockin' Loretta

 


by Eddie Beethoven and Joe Ely


Hey operator, cancel the phone call
I hear somebody knockin' at the door
Lookie here it's Loretta
And she never looked better
Her arms full of groceries from the store!

My, my, my
Aint she fine
My, my, my
Aint she fine!
Cool Rockin' Loretta
Cool Rockin' Loretta


Racin is my trade, she works as a housemaid
On weekends dont you know it's paradise
Even tho we got no dough
It don't bother Loretta though
She turns them red hot mamas into ice!

Chorus


I want an antenna. Baby, she wants a clothesline
Then we'll be livin like the rich folks do
I'll pick up Chicago
On my transistor radio
Loretta she can stay in bed till noon!


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What's Shakin' Tonight?

by Eddie Beethoven and Joe Ely


What's Shakin' Tonight
What's Shakin' Tonight
Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight?
What's Shakin' Tonight
What's Shakin' Tonight
Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight?

Slap on some rouge, show your tatoos,
Put on your patent leather highheel shoes.
Moon out tonight, you're lookin' just right,
I feel like messin' with dynamite!

What's Shakin' Tonight
What's Shakin' Tonight
Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight?
What's Shakin' Tonight
What's Shakin' Tonight
Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight?

Come on pretty babe let's put some wind in our ears.
We got the thing movin' now we just gotta steer.
Tell the folks back at work that we just gone beserk
Bossman, find yourself a new kind of jerk.

Rip out reverse, strain every nerve
Ram it to the red line don't let it swerve.
Spin it around, swim it or drown.
I smell the deisel in the Border Town.


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She Gotta Get the Gettin'

 



by Joe Ely

Baby like the night life
She can't tolerate the quiet life
She got a shakin' fever
Ain't nobody don't believe her

She gotta get the gettin' tonight
She gotta get the gettin'
while the gettin' is right

She said,"Oh,oh,oh, boys can't you rock this joint
I gotta get the gettin' can't you get to the point
She said,"Oh,oh,oh, boys can't you rock this joint
I gotta get the gettin', baby, get to the point!

Baby licks her lipstick
I slick down my cow lick
She'll be out this weekend
Ain't nobody disagreein'


She gotta get the gettin' tonight
She gotta get the gettin' while the gettin' is right!

She said,"Oh,oh,oh, boys can't you rock this joint
I gotta get the gettin' can't you get to the point
She said,"Oh,oh,oh, boys can't you rock this joint
I gotta get the gettin' can't you get to the point!

Cha Cha like the front row
Lightnin, hail, sleet or snow
She gotta silver rosary
Motto Pater Pope Porri

Repeat Chorus

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