Baby take off your dress....

ooooh, good one!

Tell us what you're gonna do tonight, mama.
There must be someplace you can go
In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama,
there must be someone you know.

God knows, you're lookin' good enough,
but you're so smooth and the world's so rough.
You might have somethin' to loose.
Oh, no, pretty mama, what you gonna
do in those shoes?

Got those pretty little straps around your ankles
Got those shiny little chains around your heart.
You go to have your independence
but you don't know just where to start

The Eagles

I'm impressed! Our musical wardrobe is growing by leaps and bounds.

Those soft fuzzy sweaters, too magical to touch
To see her in that negligee is really just too much
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is a centerfold
--J. Giles Band

dagnamit! I should have gotten that one Boomer!

Etta James rocks. "You can leave your hat on"

Baby, take off your coat...real slow
Baby, take off your shoes...here, I'll take your shoes
Baby, take off that mess...
Heh yes, yes, yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
Ow...mmm'go on over there, turn on the light...no, all the lights
Come back here, stand on this chair...heh that's right
Raise your arms up, up in the air and uh...shake 'em
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to live
You give me reason to...oh-owww
You give me reason to live
Suspicious minds are talking
Trying to tear us apart
They say that my love is wrong
They don't know what love is...
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
But I-I-I-I-I-I...I know what love is

Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on

Fe, fe, fi, fi, fo, fo, fum
Look at Molly now, here she come
Wearin' a wig, hat, shades to match
High healed sneakers and an aligator hat
Wearin' her diamons, wearin' a big ring
She got rasors on her fingers and everything

Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on

Wearin' her perfume, Chanel number five
Got to be the finest looking woman alive
She looks so pretty every time she walks by
The boys are too nervous, even to say hi
Not too skinny, not too fat
She's a real humdinger and I like it like that

Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on

Well, it was out in California by the San Diego Sea,
That was when I was taken in, and it left its mark on me.
Yeah, she nearly drove me crazy with all those china toys,
And I know she really didn't mean a thing to those sailor boys.

Louisiana rain is falling at my feet.
Baby, I'm noticing a change as I move down the street.
Louisiana rain is soaking through my shoes.
I may never be the same when I reach Baton Rouge.

Tom Petty

John Lee Hooker - I'm Going Upstairs

I'm Going Upstairs

I'm goin' upstairs, and bring down all of my clothes
I'm goin' upstairs, and bring down all of my clothes
Where I go baby, you will never know

My mother dead and gone, my father don't want me around
My mother dead and gone, my father don't want me around
Don't you know baby, I ain't got no place to go

You know, you know, you don't want me no more
(spoken: no you don't)
You know, you know, baby you don't want me no more
You can love babe, with your younger stud, baby
Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho

Got a house on the water, you know I don't need no land
(spoken: Have mercy on me)
Got a house on the water, you know I don't need no land,
When I'm dead and gone, bury me in the deep blue sea
Hmm-mmm, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho

Macho Man, Village People:

You can tell a macho, he has a funky walk
his western shirts and leather, always look so boss
Funky with his body, he's a king
call him Mister Eagle, dig his chains
You can best believe that, he's a macho man
likes to be the leader, he never dresses grand

Panties in Your Purse, Drive-By Truckers:

Stuff was flying out of the window
falling and breaking on the pavement underneath
He’s screaming at you, red faced and fuming
He’d come home early, parked his car way up the street
You had your stockings in your hand, panties in your purse
it was ten a.m. and all the neighbors heard
him calling you a whore and a tramp
you just stood there while your heels sank into the warm wet ground

That reminded me of this one:

Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so cool
I'm wired and I'm tired
And I'm grinnin' like a fool

Joan Osborne

Hi macsm and oldandknew - thanks for joing the hunt and for your great additions!

Owwww! Owwww.

Macho man?

How could you do that to us, little k? Somethings are better left forgotten.

heeheehee

boomer, you're a fine one to talk. "Centerfold" has been going through my head all day. ("Nah, nah, na-na-na-nah, na na na, na na-na-nah...")

Sorry, sozobe - I woke up with that thing on my mind and it's been there all day. I guess it like a J. Giles flu or something.

I want the vaccine!!

Thin man in a powder blue suit
With eyes that pierce right through
The cut of his clothes seems strange indeed
a hundred years too soon
-Tuxedomoon

Brand new leopardskin pillbox hat
-Dylan

Later we can watch the come dancing competition
From the Midlands International Dance Band Orchestra
Lifting up their pretty chiffon skirts
They whirl and they twirl...
-Boomtown Rats

Then there is this little number from the Mother Land.
Typical British understatement



Artist The Kinks
Album Unknown
Song Lola

I met her in a club down in North Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Cherry Cola
C-O-L-A Cola.

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.
I asked her name and in a dark brown voice she said, "Lola"
L-O-L-A Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,
But when she squeesed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walks like a woman and talks like a man
Oh my Lola, lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola

Well, we drank champagne and danced all night,
Under electric candlelight,
She picked me up and sat me on her knee,
She said, "Little boy won't you come home with me?"

Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
But when I looked in her eyes,
I almost fell for my Lola,
Lo lo lo Lola, lo lo lo Lola

I pushed her away. I walked to the door.
I fell to the floor. I got down on my knees.
I looked at her, and she at me.

Well that's the way that I want it to stay.
I always want it to be that way for my Lola.
Lo lo lo Lola.

Girls will be boys, and boys will be girls.
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world,
except for Lola. Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola.

Well I left home just a week before,
and I never ever kissed a woman before,
Lola smiled and took me by the hand,
she said, "Little boy, gonna make you a man."

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man,
but I know what I am and that I'm a man,
so is Lola.
Lo lo lo Lola. Lo lo lo Lola.

Ooh! Lola!

Wild Night / Van Morrison

As you brush your shoes, stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat
And you walk wet streets tryin' to remember
All the wild night breezes in your mem'ry ever

{Refrain}
And everything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
Sends you flyin', cryin'
Ooo-woo-wee, wild night is calling
Ooo-ooh-wee, wild night is calling

And all the girls walk by dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie-woogie on the corner of the street
And the people, passin' by stare in wild wonder
And the inside juke-box roars out just like thunder

The wild night is calling
The wild night is calling

Come on out and dance
Whoa, come on out and make romance
Come on out and dance
Come on out, make romance