Тексты песен «ZZ Top»

---------- I got shot through a space not long ago, I thought I knew the place so well. It wasn't the same, now it goes to show, Sometime you never can tell. I'm lookin' high and low, don't know where to go, I got to...

When I woke up this mornin' had a smile run across my face. My baby from town just had to get down, come and drag me all over the place. Gonta drive on a flatbed trailer truck down on highway fifty-nine. I had the...

DREADMONBOOGALOO DROP THAT THING DREAD, DREAD, DREAD BOOGALOO, BOOGALOO EAST OF THE ROCKIES WEST OF THE ROCKIES ON THE WILDCARD LINE DREAD THIS IS ART [YEAH YEAH] DREAD EAST OF THE ROCKIES DREAD, WEST OF THE ROCKIES...

I'm gonna get up in the morning I believe I'll dust my broom. I'm gonna get up in the morning I believe I'll dust my broom. Well my best gal I'll be leaving So my friend, get out my room I'm gonna write a letter to...

"Dusted" Get your brakes and get your beats Keep something in your pocket knock you off your feet Rollin tight rollin slow roll it right I know you wanna go Get dusted Dusted Get your baby and grab your freak Get your...

(Gibbons, Hill, Beard) 4:20 Did you ever hear the story That happened not long ago 'bout the man with a tan El diablo de Mexico And this man played his hand And he lived by the luck of the draw Now and then and again...

(Gibbons, Hill, Beard) 3:23 Oh I'm makin' my way back home Least that's what I told her on the phone Been a while since I made her smile And I know she gonna dig my style Could you enjoy baby Really enjoy gettin' it on...

Esther be the one that shoots a machine gun Whether you like it or not. Midnight or daylight, stay out of her sight 'Cuz I heard she's one heck of a shot. Esther be the one, she's the only one. She'll get you with her...

CALL ME A PRETTY BOY THEY CALL ME A SAINT THEY CALL ME A SINNER IT'S GONNA BE THE SAME NOW I'M NOT AFRAID AND I'M NOT AFEARED I AIN'T GONNA LOSE IT AND I'M NOT SCARED TO DO THE FEARLESS BOOGIE TO DO THE FEARLESS BOOGIE...

Got a girl, her name's Francine, finest thing you ever seen. And I love her, she's all that I want. And I need her, she's all that I need. Well, Francine, oh Francis, why do you love me and make me cry? How I love her,...

I went down with the fuzzbox Grinding a pound or two Say I'm down, with a fuzzbox Pounding and a workin' it through And because you've got fuzz Go on and do what you wanna do I down down with a fuzzbox Checking out what...

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet. You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat, Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too, Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until...

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet. You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat, Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too, Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're...

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet. You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat, Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too, Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're...

She's barely keepin' up with the rent But the finer labels and her car phone Kepp her down to her very last cent Just a girl in a t-shirt Girl in a t-shirt Everybody digs hereverybody try Once you get past that femme...

Some girls gotta get coco chanel Some get the luck of the draw I got a girl lookin' naturally well Hippest chick you ever saw She like wearin' powder and paint Wheelin' in a big Seville She's big cheese with the maitre...

---------- I bet the derby and I won by a nose, I bet Vegas and they took my clothes. I bet Monte Carlo I was showin' my stuff, I bet on you baby, now ain't that enough? You got to give it up, Give it up baby. Give it...

Give it up, give it up Give it up, you baby, tell me where it's at I bet the derby and I won by a nose I bet Vegas and they took my clothes Bettin' Monte Carlo, I was showin' my stuff I bet on you baby, now ain't that...

-------------------- Words and music by Billy Gibbons, Bill Ham, Dusty Hill. 3:26 ---- I was on my way down to Mexico, there was trouble on the rise. It was nothing more than I'd left behind, which was much to my...

Words and music by Billy Gibbons, Bill Ham, Dusty Hill. I was on my way down to Mexico, there was trouble on the rise. It was nothing more than I'd left behind, which was much to my surprise. I turned around and lit a...