GIRLS WATCHING@ (Paul Gilbert)


I can't play 'cause I need a reason
No one here that I aim to pleasin'
There's a joint next door and I hate to barge in
But I play better with girls watchin'

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
That's why I play
So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me
I'm generally doing it every day
I can play, I can sing
I can do anything you want to see

So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me

Glad you came down, I'll thank you mister
I'll thank you more if you bring your sister
Nothing on her that needs enlargin'
And I play better with girls watchin'

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
That's why I play
So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me
I'm generally doing it every day
I can play, I can sing
I can do anything you want to see

So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me

Thank you people for all your patience
While the crowd filled up with some inspirations
Now it's time to go so please leave with caution
'cause we're all half drunk from those girls watchin'

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Little girl won't you stay
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
See you next saturday...

So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me
I'm generally doing it every day
I can play, I can sing
I can do anything you want to see

So why don't you come
Why don't you come
Why don't you come with me





A 180@(Jimi Kidd)


Hey baby
What you want
Wnat you wanna do
What you wanna do with yourself well...
Hey baby
What you tryin'
What you tryin' to do
Wnat you tryin' to do with me well...

You made me run, yeah you made me hide
Pushed me through to the other side
Couldn't leave well enough alone
Made a mess of my happy home
If you can't buy it somehow you get it for free

Hey baby
What you tryin'
What you tryin' to say
What you tryin' to say to me well...
You made it up all inside your head
Never listened to a word I said
Built me up then you tore me down
I better go, yeah see you around
If I see an open window, I'm jumping out





PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY (Paul Gilbert)


I got a real imaginary limosine
It's all black, get in back
And we'll hit the scene
It's got a DVD player and a fold out bed
Though it's just a backseat
Cause it's all in my head
And the DVD player is just an a.m. dial
Gonna drive it to pacific coast highway

Well my girl likes the ocean by the PCH
So I take her there and listen
To her lie about her age
But she's telling me the truth about
The way that she feels
And the things she's going to do for me
If I get a deal
With a big record company
Who'll buy me a condo
Down by pacific coast highway

I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go back
To my place in the desert
Where it's way too hot
And the 405 is just a parking lot
I'll take a quick u-turn
In my lomosine
And my baby dosen't mind it
Cause she's seventeen
Grab a tuna fish taco
And a guacamole
Driving to pacific coast highway





GOOD FOOT (Jimi Kidd)


If you ever had to make up your mind
But you never seem to have enough time
Then nothing ever fits into place
Well I can tell just by the look on your face

Do it tomorrow
Do it again
Get on the good foot
Ease on into
One shoe at a time
Get on the good foot
Everybody's laughin' at you
See yourself like others see you
Break away these chains that bind you
Get on the good foot
Gotta get on the good foot

Now here's a little word to the wise
It should come to you as no surprise
If you find it much too hard to believe
Just try it and I think you'll agree

Do it tomorrow
Do it again
Get on the good foot
Ease on into
One shoe at a time
Get on the good foot
Everybody's laughin' at you
See yourself like others see you
Break away these chains that bind you
Get on the good foot
Gotta get on the good foot





12 DAYS OF THE BLUES (Paul Gilbert, Jimi Kidd)


On the first day of the blues
My baby took all my keys
On day number two I had to sleep outside
'Till I woke up on day number three
On the fourth day that I had the blues
My baby took me in
But only to take all the money I made
And kick me right out on the streets again

On the fifth day of the blues
My baby got her kicks
By messing around all over the town
Didn't come back 'till day number six
On the seenth day she rested
Just saving up all her strength
Only to take my brand new guitar
And smash it on day number eight

Day number nine I was feeling fine
But then came day number ten
When that woman returned and I had to learn
How dodge a rolling pin
Eleven wasn't heaven
Although she hides it well
Beneath that smile an evil child
Who took me down, down into helloh well, that's twelve

Twelve rotten apples
Eleven I ate
Ten hungry babies with an empty plate
Nine times I asked you
Eight times you lie
Seven times I caught you with another guy
You got six ugly sisters
Five selling crack
Four flat tires on my cadillac
Three years you kept me
Two be your slave
One dead flower you layed on my grave
Twelve days of the blues
All I do is lose





FREEDOM (Jimi Kidd)


You took my peaches and
Cut down my tree
Tore up my garden
Then you sold it all back to me
Look out my window and
What do I see
One more ugly billboard
Blocking out the scenery

Gimme back my freedom
Why you tryin' to take it from me
Gimme back my freedom
Well why can't you let it be

I ran into a rich man's son
And he was selling me a life of crime
I told him it sounds like fun
But I didn't want to do the time
Chalk it up human nature
Blame it on greedy eyes
Promise me you won't turn the water
Into a great big river of wine

Gimme back my freedom
Why you tryin' to take it away
Gimme back my freedom
Well her what I gotta say
Gimme back my freedom
Why you tryin' to take it from me
Gimme back my freedom
Well why can't you let it be

Woke up this morning
The telephone starts to ring
I held it up close to my ear
But I can't hear a single thing
A voice started talkin'
About things I can't believe
I said if I don't already have it
It's probably something I don't need

Gimme back my freedom
Why you wanna take it away
Gimme back my freedom
Yeah, hear what I gotta say
Gimme back my freedom
Why you tryin' to take it from me
Gimme back my freedom
Well why can't you let it be





STRANDED (Paul Gilbert)


I met my baby on the east coast
Knew right away that she would love me the most
Moved out to new york to try to be her man
But then she left me for some guy from iran

I was stranded
I was stranded
Yeah, lost, alone, and empty-handed
I was

My heart was aching and my head felt ill
Went to the doctor and he gave me some pills
I took them all to accellerate my buzz
And when I woke up, didn't know where I was

I was stranded
I was stranded
Yeah, I'm not quite sure where I landed
I was

Somehow I ended up in central part east
Opened my eyes up when I heard the police
I saw a pretty girl, but she had a gun
She stole my wallet and continued to run

I was stranded
I was stranded
Yeah, lost, alone, and empty-handed
I was
I was stranded
I was stranded
Yes I guess I should be reprimanded
OH NO





PLAY GUITAR (Jimi Kidd)


Well I don't wanna be no public enemy
I don't wanna be your superstar
I don't wanna know your true identity
All I wanna do is play guitar

I don't wanna go through major surgery
They'd be cuttin' me, leave a scar
I don't wanna miss no opportunity
To pick it up, plug it in, play guitar

I don't need no drugs or alcohol
End up sick inside a bathroom stall
All I need to get me high
Stand next to my amplifier
I can't think of anything
Better when my guitar screams

I don't wanna go to university
Job security, raise the bar
I don't wanna read no ancient history
All I wanna do is play guitar

Round and round and round I go
When I stop, no one knows
I can't think of anything
Better when my guitar screams

I don't wanna change your personality
Your reality, who you are
Maybe you can see what's really drivin' me
All I wanna do is play guitar





SOOKIE SOOKIE (Don Covey)


Let it hang out baby
Let it hang out now, now, na-na now
Let it hang out baby
Everybody work out
Sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie sue

Let it hang out baby
Do the baltimore jig
Let it hang out baby boomerang with me
Sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie sue

Really got it bad child
Drink a bottle or turpentine
When you wake up in the morning
Feelin' kinda fine
Let it hang out baby
Let it hang out now, now, na-na now

You better whatch your step girl
Don't step on that banana peel
If you foot should ever hit it
You'll go up to the ceiling
Hang it in baby, hang it in baby
Hang it in baby, hang it in baby
Sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie sue

Let it hang out baby
Let it hang out now, now, na-na now
Let it hang out baby
Everybody work out
Hang it in baby, hang it in baby
Hang it in baby, hang it in baby
Sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie, sookie sue





BLUES POWER (Jimi Kidd)


Well once upon a time
Lived a handsome young man
He had one foot in the guitar
And two bits in his hand
Well no one wants to suffer
Left to be dyin' alone
He got out of his seat
Up on his feet
Headed for points unknown

He's got blues power
I know he's got blues power
Each and every day
You got blues power
I know it's blues power
And it ain't gonna go away

There was crap games on the sidewalk
A wino with no shoes
A blind man sellin' apples
And a junkie payin' dues
There was beer cans on the pavement
And dirt fallin' from the sky
Well right there on the corner
I watched a young man die

He's got blues power
You know he's got blues power
Each and every day
He's got blues power
You know you got blues power
And it ain't gonna go away

Yeah, got one eye in the middle
And one eye on the ground
Feet and my hands is restless
Nothin' to be found
Now when you hear the story
There's one thing you should know
Blues ain't gonna get ya
Unless you are finally told...

You got blues power
I know you've got blues power
Each and every day
You got blues power
I know you blues power
When it ain't gonna go away