Friend Or Foe
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Take it up or leave it
I'm not gonna change a bit
If it means heartache
Then leave it out for your sake
I tried and I try tried
To take care of my insides
Nobody's perfect so leave me if you object
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enemies....
When you're a pirouetting, highkicking
Thighslapping cruiser
When you're a hipgrinding spellbinding
Clean cut seducer
You have to be careful so people take note
I take it serious, but I still like a joke
I want those who get to know me
To become admirers or my enemies
Keep your philosophy
It doesn't apply to me
If it means heartache
Then leave it out for your sake
I tried and I try tried
But still you say that I lied
Nobody's perfect so leave me if you object
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Something Girls
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl is a something girl
She's got something
Every girl is a something girl
Every girl has a somehing smile
Every girl is a something girl
For a while
If I had three wishes I know mine
I would not ask the stars to shine
I wouldn't ask for gems or pearls
I'd ask for the something girls
Every girl is a something girl
From the whites of her eyes
To the tip of a curl
Every girl sends a something boy
With that something
When this old world won't treat you right
You're not feeling yourself tonight
Think of someone you can do
Relax and let that something through
Every girl is a something girl
She's got she's got something
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Place In The Country
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
All I thought I wanted was a front door
All I thought I wanted was a place in the country
Now I realise I wanted so much more
Some I love but you I adore
You think you're really swinging
But you're off the beat
The moves your brains a thinking
Doesn't reach your feet
You got to get this complication out of your head
Or find another man instead
You listen very close to what the bad girls said
In all those crumby articles and in my bed
You say I'm just a stripper not afraid to strip
With my brains rattlin' my hips
You've got the kind of looks
That make a dead man stare
But when it comes to working honey
You ain't there
I try to tell you nicely but the screaming starts
You're playing ping pong with my heart
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Desperate But Not Serious
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
If I ask you difficult questions
If I make improper suggestions
Would you find that a risk to your health
Would you put me up on the bookself
With the books and the plants?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delirious
If I were kind and adoring
How would that be?
Very boring
Mister Pressman with your penknife
Always asking about my sex life
And who with and how many times?
Desperate but not serious
Your kisses drive me delirious
All the advice seemed so unkind
"If you don't stop, you will go blind!"
Tell you it's none of their business
Then console you with a big kiss
On the lips and on the back of your neck
Desperate but not serious...
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Here Comes The Grump
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
When you get a number one
The only way is down
And if you have a sticky patch
They start looking, start looking around
Listen close to what men say
Take what you want
And throw the rest away
When you get a number one
The only way is down
And if you have a sticky patch
They start looking, start looking around
In the night when things go bump
Think of me think
Here comes the grump, here comes the grump
Doctors said "Adam, sex kills"
So come inside and die
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Hello, I Love You
Densmore/Manzarek/Morrison/Krieger
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
She's walking down the street
Blind to every eye she meets
Do you think you'll be the guy
To make the queen of the angels sigh?
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
Hello, I love you
Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I love you
Let me jump in your game
She holds her head so high
Like a statue in the sky
Her arms are wicked, and her legs are long
When she moves my brain screams out this song
Sidewalk crouches at her feet
Like a dog that begs for something sweet
Do you hope to make her see, you fool?
Do you hope to pluck this dusky jewel?
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
I want you
Hello
I need my baby
Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello
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Goody Two Shoes
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
With the heartbreak open
So much you can't hide
Put on a little makeup makeup
Make sure they get your good side good side
If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Subtle innuends follow
There must be something inside he's hiding
We don't follow fashion
That would be a joke
You know we're going to set them set them
So everyone can take note take note
When they saw you kneeling
Crying words that you mean
OPening their eyeballs eyeballs
Pretending that you're Al Green Al Green
No one's gonna tell me
What's wrong or what's right
Or tell me who to eat with sleep with
Or that I've won the big fight big fight
Look out or they'll tell you
You're a "Superstar"
Two weeks and you're an all time legend
I think the games have gone much too far
If the words unspoken
Get stuck in your throat
Send a treasure token token
Write it on a pound note pound note
Don't drink don't smoke - what do you do?
Don't drink... etc.
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Crackpot History And The Right To Lie
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come
Crackpot history and the right to lie
People love people hate, for my downfall they just can't wait
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come
Crackpot history and the right to lie
I wish that everyone could see a show by Liza Minnelli
Such a marvellous lady with talent by the ton
Crackpot history and the right to lie
People lie people hurt, like to read their Sunday dirt
So every Jeckyll needs a Hyde to blame the business on
Crackpot history and the right to lie
Every rebel that I've met say they're going to die and yet
I see them now and they ain't dead yet, and pushing forty one
Crackpot history and the right to lie
Pumping is a splendid gift, I hope you will catch my drift
Some like pumping in the lift, just like the Scottish Tongs
Crackpot history and the right to lie
There is nothing like the sound of a nicely laundered pound
Trying to collect around forty million
Crackpot history and the right to lie
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Made Of Money
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
You think that I'm amde of money
You've got something coming honey
This ain't no land of milk and honey
My accountant thinks that's funny
Instead of trying to use your brains
You sit round and suck my veins
Your kind of rat belongs in drains
You're gonna get around
You like all those big fancy cars
Trendy people and their wine bars
But your lying will leave its scars
Get around, get on your horse
You think that I'm made of reddies
That makes me choke on my Shreddies
I may smile and act so sunny
But this boy is not your dummy
Marriages are made in heaven
So what the hell happened to mine?
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Cajun Twisters
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Get on your backstep where you belong
Leave your shirt and tie undone
Cajun twister all night long
You fight so hard to get your name
What big eyes you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What big eyes you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What big eyes you got grandma
Privacy's gone down the drain
Get on your backstep where you belong
Leave your shirt and tie undone
Cajun twister all night long
Pay attention
You fight so hard to get your name
What big ears you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What big ears you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What big ears you got grandma
Privacy's gone down the drain
You fight so hard to get your name
What a big mouth you got grandma
On every tongue in every brain
What a big mouth you got grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What a big mouth you got grandma
Privacy's gone down the drain
Get on your backstep....
You fight so hard to get your name
Please don't eat my leg grandma
On every tongue in every brain
Please don't eat my leg grandma
How in the hell can you complain
What a bore you popstars are
Privacy's gone down the drain
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Try This For Sighs
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
I call round your house
I try on your phone but you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
I like your face you dig my eyes
Come on now honey try this for sighs
And if a push comes to a shove
And we have to call it love then
Baby I'll do it
Baby I'll do it
I don't drive no rig
I don't need no car so you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
I like your face you dig my eyes
Come on now honey try this for sighs
I don't want no lip
I can smell your lies when you cry
Leave me alone leave me alone
You like my face I dig your thighs
Scrap that honey try this for sighs
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Man Called Marco
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Instrumental
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