1. |
Rock 'n' Roll Legs
03:11
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Rock 'n' Roll Legs
©2005 Steve Summers
Well I might be skinny an' I might be weak,
Get sand kicked in my face by the bullies at the beach
Might not drive the nicest car around,
But when l'm out on the town nobody puts me down
l got my rock 'n' roll legs on
l got my rock 'n' roll legs on
Got on my rock 'n' roll legs
An' l'm gonna get down tonight
My girl looks just great in skirts
All week long when she's goin' to work, (whoo!)
When the weekend comes she wears her tight black slacks,
When she starts to dance everybody jump back
She got her rock 'n' roll legs on
She got her rock 'n' roll legs on
Got on her rock 'n' roll legs cos' she's gonna get down tonight
She got her rock 'n' roll legs on
She got her rock 'n' roll legs on
Got on her rock 'n' roll legs an' she gonna get down tonight
(yee-hoo-hoo-hoo!)
Rock 'n’ roll legs look so fine
Shakin' back 'n forth
Steppin' in time
Rock 'n’ roll legs just can't miss
When you bend 'em at the knees
And you shake 'em like this
(whoo!)
(huuh!)
(waaatusi!)
Now now you might not have a face of which you're proud
On the day you were born your parents screamed out loud
Just because you're ugly don't go gettin' down hearted
Hep out on the dance floor and let's get started
Put your rock 'n' roll legs on
Yeah put your rock 'n' roll legs on
Put on your rock 'n' roll legs cause we're gonna get down tonight
Yeah put your rock 'n' roll legs on
Baybeh put your rock 'n' roll l legs on
Put on your rock 'n' roll
We're gonna get down tonight
(woooo-oo!)
Rock 'n’ roll legs look so fine
Shakin' back 'n forth
Steppin' in time
Rock 'n’ roll legs just can't miss
When you bend 'em at the knees
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2. |
Red Hot Rebel
02:53
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Red Hot Rebel
© 1984 Steve Summers
Her eyes are gray, mine are blue
She say, "Y'all"
l say, "You"
Fly Bonnie Blue forever more
Our great grandaddies fought each other in the Civil War
An' she's a Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Well she's a Red Hot Rebel
An' I'm a Damn Yankee till l die
Hey! Hey!
Her family's old, tradition rich
Call Gen'ral Grant "Son of a Bitch"
Her battle cry's the Rebel Yell
She's a pedigreed, hoop-skirt, blazin' Southern Belle
An' she's a Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Well she's a Red Hot Rebel
An' l'm a Damn Yankee till l die
Her line goes back to times when Cotton was King
When she call me "Scalliwag"
l don't know what she means
l come from Vermont where the winters are brisk
She could melt the frozen tundra with a fiery southern kiss
An' she's a Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
Well she's a Red Hot Rebel
An' l'm a Damn Yankee till l die
Hey!
Wahoo!
Yaaa-hoo!!
Hey! Hey!
l'm goin' down to Georgia to
Bring back my baby,
Oop-scooby-doo!
l'm headin' south and feelin' fine
Can't wait to get across that Mason Dixon Line
'Cause she's a Red Hot Rebel (Red Hot Rebel!)
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3. |
Don't Take Me Down
02:55
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Don't Take Me Down
© 2005 Steve Summers
Don't take me down gimme one more chance
lf you let me by this once l swear l'll never let it happen again
for a long long time
l try so hard to be good butchoo
know l can't win for tryin'
Well it's a cold hard world out there
Temptation everywhere
A thousand dark delights to keep me up all night
Once l lose hold of my self control
l can't stop myself l can't say no
Don't take me down gimme one more chance
lf ya let me by this once l swear l'll never let it happen again for a long long time
l try so hard to be good butchoo
know l can't win for tryin'
it's a constant uphill fight to organize my life
Little details slip my mind
l start to fall behind
l can always seem to find a way to put off till next year what l could do today
Don't take me down gimme one more chance
lf ya let me by this once l swear l'll never let it happen again for a long long time
l try so hard to be good butchoo
know l can't win for tryin'
Weelll
Don't take me down gimme one more chance
lf ya let me by this once l swear l'll never let it happen again for a long long time
l try so hard to be good butchoo
know l can't win for tryin'
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4. |
Come Fly with Me
03:56
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Come Fly With Me
©2005 Rick Szeluga/Steve Summers
A-She's my be-boppin' baby with the double ray guns
Whoo!
I said-a l've got a girl from another planet
(whoo) She's pretty cool her name is Janet
l like-a her an she digs me
An' that's the way it was meant to be
She's pretty cool she gimme a rocket
I said-a she's my baby so don't try to knock it
A-l can't keep a-my hands off her
She's my be-boppin' baby an that's for sure
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
She's my be-boppin' baby with the double ray guns
l said-a Bang! Bang! Bang!
You dirty Martian
I said-a bite the dust you stinkin' Martian
A-Don't try to steal my girl from me
Or you'll soon be just a memory
Now our life a-reads like a-science fiction
We're always on the impossible mission
When we get a-hand in a-hand for marriage
A-We'll blast off in our rocket carriage
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
She's my be-boppin' baby with the double ray guns
Whoooo!
l said-a git cher slimy green hands off 'er ya stinkin' Martian
l'm gonna blast you with my phaser
Plug you with my laser
I'm gonna rub you out with my cosmic eraser
Cause she's my
a-be-bop be-boppin' baby
a-be-bop be-boppin' baby
a-be-bop be-boppin' baby
a-be-bop be-boppin' baby
a-be-bop be-boppin' baby
my be-boppin' baby with the double ray guns
Whooo!
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5. |
She's Trouble
02:56
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She's Trouble
A-she's a tall cool woman from North Carolina
She's the kinda woman make you wanna stomp your foot an' holler
Well-a she's so fine sets a man to droolin'
Better think twice 'fore you start
a-foolin'
She's Trouble
She's Trouble
Now when she walks down the street the sidewalk starts a-steamin'
Guys rub their eyes an' hafta pinch themself to see if they were dreamin'
She's Trouble
Wo, wo, wo
She's Trouble
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Better get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's trouble
Wo, wo, wo
She's Trouble
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's Trouble
Heh-heh-hu-heh, heh, heh
Better get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's Trouble
Now folks who know say she used to be an angel
Till she met a tall dark handsome stranger
He broke her heart when she was
Just 17 now
She can never forgive
She's trouble
Wo, wo, wo,
She's trouble
Now as a kid l had to check the fire to see if it would burn me
(ow! ow! b-b-b-b-b-b)
l got blisters on my fingers you'da thought that woulda learned me
But-a she's so fine
Gonna take my chances
Won't ask your advice l already know the answer
She's Trouble
Wo, wo, wo
She's Trouble
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's Trouble
Heh-heh-hu-heh, heh, heh
Better get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's Trouble
Wo, wo, wo
She's Trouble
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's Trouble
Heh-heh-hu-heh, heh, heh
Better get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's Trouble
Aw yeah you better get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's Trouble
Go on Go on
Get out on the double
'fore she turn your world to rubble
She's Trouble
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6. |
Ain't She Square
03:55
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Ain’t She Square
©2007 Steve Summers
Ain’t she square, see how she wears her hair
Ain’t she fine, see how she blows my mind
I don’t wanna idolize her, but I’m here to testify
She ain’t cool there’s no disguisin’
Just the same she caught my eye
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she shy, see how she hides her eyes
Ain’t she sweet, see how she knocked me off my feet
I don’t wanna sound degradin’
I don’t mean to criticize
What I mean is that I love her
And I can’t imagine why
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
She is from another place in time
And someday I’m gonna make her mine
Ain’t she simple ain’t it a mystery
Ain’t it strange the way she got so deep inside of me
She don’t understand the nightlife
She don’t know what’s hip to be
She don’t know the latest fashion
But she holds the key to me
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
Ain’t she square
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7. |
Cold November Streets
05:17
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Cold November Streets
©2007 Steve Summers
Been goin’ quietly crazy for some time
Unbidden mem’ries haunt my mind
Hell-bent to complicate my life
I do things I should not consider twice
Like a thief returning to the scene of a crime
Under cover of fog, by dark of night
Driven to knock on your front door
By somethin’ I saw in you one night
I wander cold November streets with the wind and the rain in my hair
Footsteps echoed in retreat down the backstreets of the life we used to share
By the spirits of the night I am drawn to your side
Though in the end I will find no comfort there
Been goin’ silently out of my mind
Out of step, out of balance, out of line
Countin’ each stone that has been cast
Till I can’t remember now who threw the last
I walk a wandrin’ line between my weakness and my strength
Fall in holes I’ve never missed before
Aimless and uncertain of the signs along the way
I wake up standiin’ at your door once more
I wander cold November streets with the wind and the rain in my hair
Footsteps echoed in retreat down the backstreets of the life we used to share
By the spirits of the night I am drawn to your side
Though in the end I will find no comfort there
I know all the good is gone
All that’s left is angry clouds and rain
I know seein’ you is wrong
But lonliness loves misery and pain
Countin’ tiles in the ceiling as I stare into the dark
And shadows of the night play on your breast
Your nakedness is waiting cold and silent next to me
For the momentary warmth of my caress
I wander cold November streets with the wind and the rain in my hair
Footsteps echoed in retreat down the backstreets of the life we used to share
By the spirits of the night I am drawn to your side
Though in the end I will find no comfort there
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8. |
Time
03:34
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Time
©2007 Steve Summers
Time said a friend of mine is man-made
Time said another friend is slippin' away
Days, years, weeks, months, minutes, hours, seconds
All gone down the drain
Time was when l believed l am what l own
Time passed l realized everything's on loan
Love, life, breath sweat blood tears laughter
All gone like a passin' rain
Time said the Monkey Man is on my side
Time l will never stop until l'm satisfied
10 20 30 40 50 60 70 80 90 Nine years
Time sure whizzes by when you are havin' fun
Time don't do a thing it just goes on and on and on and on
Time is right for you and me to jump on in
Time l'll be with ya now until the livin' end
Happy sad scared mad lost found rich well sick poor on and on
Till we run out of time
Time Time Time Time
Time Time Time Time
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9. |
Heart of Stone
02:34
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Heart of Stone
©2007 Steve Summers
You once seemed so warm and true
Swore you'd love me like no other girl could do
There's a cold wind blowin' at my back door
The train don't roll by here no more
The well's gone dry and my dream has flown
And l can't wring love
From a heart of stone
l would swim the sea for you
(For your love)
For your love there ain't a thing l wouldn't do
But you can't grow roses (roses)
in the mire
Can't turn cold ash (ashes)
back into fire
You can't bring back (dead things) what is dead and gone
And you can't wring love
From a heart of stone
lt's so hard
You're so cold
You can't grow roses (roses)
in the mire
Can't turn cold ash (ashes)
back into fire
You can't bring back (dead things)
what is dead and gone
And you can't wring love
From a heart of stone
(Can't grow roses in the
mire)
Heart of stone
(Turn cold ash back into fire)
Heart of stone
(Can't bring back what is dead and gone)
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10. |
Hot Rod Wind
02:58
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Hot Rod Wind
©2007 Steve Summers
He was young cocksure and he couldn't be told
Said l hope l die young
l hope l never grow old
Goin' nowhere like ninety in the full moon light
Racin' with the wind on a Saturday night
He's a midnight flier on a hot rod wind
Little Sister Suzy with a pageboy bob
T-t-t-teenage mother with a dead end job
Playin' the adult while she's really just a child
He told 'er climb up on the back l guarantee l'll drive you wild
l'm a midnight flier on a hot rod wind
And there ain't no tellin' all the places l've been
Yeah from the outskirts of the city to the county line
She felt the freedom of the wind she heard the engine whine
Speedin' on to Rebel's Rock they missed a deadly turn
Oh Little Sister Suzy born to crash and burn
With a midnight flier
On a hot rod wind
And you know they're never comin' back again
lf you go down to Rebel's Rock when the full moon shines
On a Saturday night in the summertime
lf there's truth in the tales that the locals tell
You can still hear the last proud rebel yell
Of a midnight flier on a hot rod wind
And you know they're never comin' back again
I'm a midnight flier on a hot rod wind
And there ain't no-no-no tellin' all the places l've been
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11. |
1/2 Way to Carolina
02:57
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Halfway to Carolina
©2007 Steve Summers
Halfway to Carolina
Carolina USA
Left ma ma ma papa and ma sweet Carolina
Tryin' ta find a scene where the grass is always green
l seen the mountains reachin' up to the sky
Seen the mighty rivers roll to the sea
l searched the world over but all l got was misery
And so l'm
Halfway to Carolina
I can't wait to get back home
Halfway to Carolina
Been gone for far too long
l need some home cookin' good lovin' kick my shoes off do nothin'
Halfway to Carolina
Carolina USA
Been so long in the company of strangers
l can't remember when l felt l truly did belong
l said good-bye to all the things that l loved
Gave anybody near me the shove
Swore l'd never look back but Jack l had to face the fact that l was wrong
And so l'm
Halfway to Carolina
I can't wait to get back home
Halfway to Carolina
Baby please pick up your phone
l'm sorry l really love ya
Ev'ry lonely night l been dreamin' of ya
Halfway to Carolina
Carolina USA
l dream of Carolina
Long to hold her near
And if she will have me
Well l can't wait to wipe away
My baby's welcome back home tears
Whoo!
Aaaaaahm
Halfway to Carolina
I can't wait to get back home
Halfway to Carolina
Baby don't hang up yo phone
Ev'ry night l been dreamin' of ya
Even tho l hurtcha so ya know l really love ya
Halfway to Carolina
Carolina USA
Halfway to Carolina
Carolina USA
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12. |
Dust In Your Heart
02:43
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Dust ln Your Heart
©2007 Rick Szeluga/Bobby Steele
Downwind l heard a phrase
Downtown l see your face
There's dust in your heart
Listen l hear a sound
Listen love's on the ground
There's dust in your heart
Those wayward plans that you call by name
Have gone so far but you're still the same
They've gone so far
but there's dust in your heart
Listen l hear a sound
Listen love's on the ground
There's dust in your heart
Downwind l heard a phrase
Downtown l see your face
There's dust in your heart
l see your face there's dust in your heart
l see your face there's dust in your heart
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Lately Little Darlin'
@1984 Steve Summers
Lately Little Darlin' I been dreamin' about you
An' I can't seem to spend enough time sleepin'
Since I was a kid I've been afraid of the dark
Always scared theBoogie Man might get me
But ever since we met I find a change has taken place
And the sun don't set soon enough for me
An' a-lately little darlin'
I been dreamin' about you
An' I can't seem to spend enough time sleepin'
Other girls I've known have been mine in the daylight hours
Mine to have to hold sometimes for keepin'
But you can never be mine
To another you're betrothed
So the only time I'm happy's when I'm sleepin'
An' a-lately little darlin'
I been dreamin' about you
An' I can't seem to spend enough time sleepin'
When the sun is high I feel like cryin'
Ev'ry wakin' hour I feel like dy-yi-hi-in'
An' a-lately little darlin'
I been dreamin' about you
An' I can't seem to spend enough time sleepin'
No I can't seem to spend enough time sleepin'
No I can't get enough
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EIEIO Sierra Madre, California
EIEIO, est. 1983, put out "Land of Opportunity" and "That Love Thang" on Frontier Records in the mid '80's. In 1999 after a ten year break, we decided to play again and released "EIEIO" in 2007. Here you'll get unreleased material, and hopefully new material from Rob Harding, Mike Hoffmann, Mike Gorman, Scott Gorsuch and me, Steve Summers, time and distance permitting. Thanks for checking in. ... more
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