@ALBUM - Diver Down ( 1980 ) Sent by- Chris Cairns - LoBo u9234195@athmail1.causeway.qub.a

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@ALBUM: - Diver Down ( 1980 ) Sent by:- Chris Cairns - LoBo u9234195@athmail1.causeway.qub.ac.uk Artist:- Van Halen @SONG: -- Where have all the good times gone -- All my life Ive never stopped to worry `bout a thing, Open up and shout it out,an' never try to sing, Wondering if Ive done it wrong, Will this depression last for long,wont you tell me, Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Once we had an easy ride and always felt the same, Time was on our side and we had everything to gain, This could be like yesterday, Is thst me with your happydays, Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Ma and pa look back on all the things they used to do, Never had no money and they always told the truth, Daddy didnt need no little toys, Mommy didnt need no little boys,Wont you tell me, Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Ow! Yesterday was such an easy game for you to play, Ah but then lets face it,things are easier today, Yes you need some bringing down, Get your feet back on the ground, Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. Where have all the good times gone. @SONG: -- Hang `em High -- Somewhere,lost it in a turn Trouble seems to fit him like a glove. First come,First served,he's serving it back, Travels light,without a pack,without love. He comes from nowhere,returns on his own, late for the hanging,yes he's heading for the moon Hang `em High. Leather,across his thighs, Blasting out the night,he's terrified to drive. One eye on the road, crashed upon his head, One ear to the ground,he's listening to the dead. He comes from nowhere,returns on his own, late for the hanging,yes he's heading for the moon Hang `em High. Alone to himself,he's laughing up his sleeve, Looking back in anger,the city is rleaved. Vision of Light, Child of the night, Passing by. @SONG: -- Cathedral -- [Instrumental] @SONG: -- Secrets -- She aint waiting til she gets older, Her feet are making tracks in teh winter snow, She got a rainbow that touches her shoulder, She be headed where the thunder rolls, Ah,ah,ah She got rhythm, Got that rhythm,of the road Ah,ah,ah She get crazy, Woman get crazy if she cant go Ah but ah,she just looking good. She comes like the secret wind Shes as strong as the mountains,walks tall as a tree. She been there before,she'll never give in, She'll be gone tomorrow like the silent breeze. Ah,ah,ah She got rhythm, Got that rhythm,of the road Ah,ah,ah She get crazy, She get crazy if she cant go Ah but ah,she just looking good. You know how sometimes,you got to rush, You're running blind,but she jumps the gun. Question is,not does love exist,but when,she leaves,where she goes. I got a feeling she dont know either, Wait like the wind,watch where she blows. Oh,oh, got that rhythm, That sweet rhythm,of the road Oh,oh,oh she get crazy, Woman get crazy,if she cant go Oh,oh a looking good Ah yes! @SONG: -- Intruder -- [Instrumental] @SONG: -- Pretty Woman -- Wow! Pretty woman, walking down the street,Pretty woman, the kind Id like to meet, Pretty woman, I dont believe you it must be true, No one could look as good as you Mercy! Pretty woman wont you pardon me,Pretty woman I couldnt help but see, Pretty woman, Oh you look lovely as you could be, Are you lonely just lik me Adrrrrr... Pretty woman stop a while,Pretty woman talk a while, Pretty woman give your smile to me Pretty woman yeah yeah yeah,Pretty woman look my way, Pretty woman say you'll stay with me, Cause I need you,need you tonight Uh! Pretty woman dont walk on by,Pretty woman dont make me cry, Pretty woman dont walk away, yeah, ok If thats the way it must be, ok I guess Ill go home,its late,maybe tomorrow night... But wait.. what do i see.. She's walking back to me Wow! Wow! Pretty woman. @SONG: -- Dancing in the Streets -- Wow! Ah yeah! Calling out around the world,are you ready for a brand new beat. Summer's here and the time is right,for dancing in the streets, They're dancing in Chicago ( They'll be dancing ) Down in New Oreleans ( Dancing in the streets ) Up in New york city ( Dancing in the streets ) All we need is music ( sweet sweet ) sweet music (sweet sweet music ) There'll be music everywhere. There'll be swinging,swaying,records playing,dancing in the streets,Oh! It doesnt matter what hat you wear,just as long as you are there, So come on Grab a guy,grab a girl,everywhere around the world. There'll be dancing,dancing in the streets. ( Oh )Its just an invitation,across the nation,a chance for folks to meet. There'll be laughing and singing,music swinging,dancing in the streets All we need is music ( sweet sweet ) sweet music (sweet sweet music ) There'll be music everywhere. There'll be swinging,swaying,records playing,dancing in the streets,Oh! It doesnt matter what hat you wear,just as long as you are there, So come on Grab a guy,grab a girl,everywhere around the world. Dancing,dancing in the streets, Way down in LA,everyday,dancing in the streets ( Dancing in the streets ) San Francisco way, ( Dancing in the streets ), they do it everyday now, ( Dancing in the streets ) @SONG: -- Little Guitars -- Senorita,Im in trouble again, And i cant get free ( Senorita ) Hear exactly what the doctor ordered, Come and talk to me ( Ah ) Cant crawl before Im outa the woods but theres exceptions to the rule ( Ah ) Senorita do you need a friend, Im in love with you Etch a Sketch,etch a sketch can anybody in their right mind could see, Its you and me Oooh You say you're lonesome just getting by, But you turn your eyes from me, Be sure you're hurting long before you fly, Cause you got me Etch a Sketch,etch a sketch can anybody in their right mind could see, Its you and me Oooh Etch a Sketch,etch a sketch Yeah when i see you and your little guitars sing to me I can see you dont know which way to turn, But the sun still shines ( Senorita ) Dont you know that you can dance with me, Anytime ( Ah ) Oh oh oh oooh oh Oh oh oh oooh @SONG: -- Big Bad Bill (is sweet William now) -- Well,way down yonder in Louisville, Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill, I wants to tell ya, Ah the cat was rough and tough and would strutt his stuff Had the whole town scared to death, When he walked by they all held their breath, He's a fighting man, sure enough And then Bill got himself a wife, Now he leads a different life... Big Bad Bill is sweet William now, Married life done changed him somehow, He's the man the town used to fear, Now they all call him sweet pappa Willie dear, Stronger than Samson I declare, Til the brown skinned woman, Bobbed his hair Big Bad Bill dont fight any more,( No he dont ) Doing the dishes,mopping up that floor ( Yes he is ) Well he used to go out drinking, Looking for a fight, Now he gotta see that woman,everynight, Big Bad Bill is sweet william now Ah Play it boys. I likes that jazz. Big Bad Bill dont fight any more,( No he dont ) Doing the dishes,mopping up that floor ( Yes he is ) Well he used to go out drinking, Looking for a fight, Now he gotta see that woman,everynight, Big Bad Bill is sweet william now ( doing the dishes ) Big Bad Bill is sweet william now ( mop up dat floor ) Big Bad Bill is sweet william now Cha........ Yeah! @SONG: -- The Full Bug -- Mmmm,da yeah! Mmmm,Im tell you now You corner my dog, It dont let you past, Got a bad lil' woman, gon' bite yo' ass Yeah, Wont let you past Ah Yeah! Wah! Ah precious sweetheart, Woman all you want is good as it can get,oh yeah! An inspiration, Girl you're sensational and this gets better yet, ah yeah! ( Ah ) Well all your dreams of riches, are based on magazines, ( Ah ) No this aint television,but its more than it seems ( Ah ) `take those',`need' and `give all',this much you understand All i wanna give you woman ( Oh ) Is the best part of a man,Yeah Lemme show you, Babe to make the best of what you havent had, ah yeah! Just remember when you follow through,when the over isnt planned ah yeah! ( Ah ) Looks just like an angel,but he's just talking trash ( Ah ) He'll make conversation,but she's listening to your cash ( Ah ) `take those',`need' and `give all',this much you understand All i wanna give you woman ( Oh ) Is the best part of a man,Yeah Oh,mmm,uh,mm,mm Love that woman,heart and soul In the grooves,on the go, You know Ah Yeah! Yeah you corner my dog,It dont let you past, Got a bad lil' woman, gon' bite yo' ass For sure Ah ( Ah ) Looks just like an angel,but he's just talking trash ( Ah ) He'll make conversation,but she's listening to your cash ( Ah ) `take those',`need' and `give all',this much you understand All i wanna give you woman ( Oh ) Is the best part of a man,Yeah Best part of a man Wow! @SONG: -- Happy Trails -- Mmmnnnnmmmmmm dup dup mmmnnnnmmmmm Bom-ba-dee-da-Bom-ba-dee-da Happy Trails to you, Until we meet again, Happy trails to you, Keep smiling on til then Who ( Oooh ) cares about the clouds when we're together Just ( Aaah ) sing a song an' think bout sunny weather ...two...three Happy Trails to you, Til we meet again [ stupid laughing ] ________ ___ ___ _________ \______ \ / / / / / ______/ _____\ \ / / / / / /_____ \______ \ / / / /_____/ ______/ \ \ / / / ______ / \ \/ / / / / / \ / / / / / \ / / / / / \/ / / / / / / / / \ / / / / / / / / / / / \/ --==>> LoBo <<==--X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X Another file downloaded from: The NIRVANAnet(tm) Seven & the Temple of the Screaming Electron Taipan Enigma 510/935-5845 Burn This Flag Zardoz 408/363-9766 realitycheck Poindexter Fortran 510/527-1662 Lies Unlimited Mick Freen 801/278-2699 The New Dork Sublime Biffnix 415/864-DORK The Shrine Rif Raf 206/794-6674 Planet Mirth Simon Jester 510/786-6560 "Raw Data for Raw Nerves" X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X

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