Permanent Vacation- Agosto de 1987

Heart's Done Time

(Perry, D. Child)

Met a woman, she had a man
Couldn't help it, I had a plan
Right around midnight he was gone
Saw her red light, she left it on

And oh my heart's done time
And oh, now she's mine

If there's a reason for these chains
It's like we suffer to ease the pain
Now I got this feelin' inside of me
My heart's in jail and I can't break free

And oh my heart's done time
And oh now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine

And oh my heart's done time
And oh now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine
Now she's mine

Magic Touch

(Tyler, Perry, Jim Vallance)

Somebody better call a doctor, doctor
Or wake me up with a shove
I'm gonna knock you off you're rocker, rocker
Cause I think I'm in love
I tried to get a message to ya
But you walked the other way

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I got a habit and I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't let go

Don't need a wedding with a shotgun, shotgun
So don't you push me too far
Don't try to take me for a fool child, who child
Do you think that you are
You really got it coming to ya
It's gonna come as no surprise

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Take it easy, take me slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't let go

You never know what you got
Till they take it away
I'm comin ready or not
Gonna get you someday

I need your magic touch, don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
I got a habit and I'm back for more
Your magic touch don't you know
I'm after you and now I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin' slow
You better get it while it's hot now babe
Cause I can't, can't, can't let you go

Rag Doll

(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Jim Vallance, Holly Knight)
Chorus:
Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag Doll baby won't you do me like you done before

I'm feelin' like a bad boy
Mm just a like a bad boy
I'm rippin' up a Rag Doll
Like throwin' away an old toy
Some babe's talkin' real loud
Talkin' all about the new crowd
Try and tell me of an old dream
A new version of the old scene
Speak easy on the grape vine
Keep shufflin' in a shoe shine
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Chorus

Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Rag Doll livin' in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come on up and see me
Rag Doll, baby won't ya do me, baby won't ya do me, baby won't ya do me like you done before

Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Get crazy on the moon shine
Yes I'm movin'
I'm really movin'
Sloe Gin Fizzy, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery

Chorus
Chorus

Simoriah

(Tyler, Perry, Vallance)

Walkin' the line of a razor's edge
Take it as far as she goes
Slice of the sky on a silver wedge
Higher and higher we go

OOO Simoriah
OOO Simoriah

Ladies in black put a spell on me
Feels like my head is going round and round
Round and upside down
Ladies in white ain't my cup of tea
So be it, I need it, long legs, big eyes
She drives me crazy

OOO Simoriah
OOO Simoriah

Countin' the eyes of the dragonfly
Callin' on dreams from within
She knows the way and she makes me high
So be it, I need it
Long hair, blue eyes
She drives me crazy

Dude (Looks Like A Lady)

(Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Desmond Child)

Chorus: That, that dude looks like a lady That, that dude looks like a lady That, that dude looks like a lady That, that dude looks like a lady Cruise into a bar on hte shore Her picture graced the grime on the door She's a long lost love at first bite Baby maybe you're wrong but you know it's all right That's right That, that That, that Backstage we're havin' the time of our live until somebody say Forgive me if I seem out of line Then she whipped out her gun and tried to blow me away! Chorus Never judge a book by it's cover or who you gonna love by your lover Sayin' love put me wise to her love in disguise She had the body of a Venus, Lord imagine my surprise. Chorus So baby let me follow you down (let me take a peek dear) Baby let me follow you down (do me, do me, do me all night) Baby let me follow you down (turn the other cheek dear) Baby let me follow you down (do me, do me, do me, do me) Oo, what a funky lady Oo, she like it, like it, like it, like that. Oo he was a lady! Chorus Chorus Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady Dude, dude, dude, dude looks like a lady

St.John

(Tyler)

John was bad
He gave it everything he had
John he prayed
For all the people ever made
John was cool
He never did no after school

Late at night when he praised the Lord
He laid his hands down upon the sword

Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down upon the sword
Lay down your bloody sword

John St. John be cool
Tell the people they'll follow you
John St. John be cool
Tell the people they'll follow you

Late at night when he praised the Lord
He lay his hands down upon the bloody sword
Laid down upon the sword, down, down, down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, gettin' down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, laid down upon the sword
Laid down upon the sword, "Late Night TV Roared"

Hangman Jury

(Tyler, Perry, Vallance)

Me old my lady sittin' in the shade
Talkin' about the money that I ain't made
Singin' o boy dontcha line the
Track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

If I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses stood
singin' o boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

Drank so much hooch
It made my eyes be gettin' blurry
They say I nailed her to the wall
A stich in time don't mean a thing
No hangman jury could make me crawl
Cause I'm a poor boy
Dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
OOO

Whacha do with the gun that's loaded
Shot her dead and her heart exploded
Tell me baby now d-dontcha worry
Like lying to a hangman jury

I swear I didn't know that 45 was loaded
In fact my memory ain't so clear
That's not to say she didn't get what she deserved
Least that's the way it looks from here
Boy when you line the track a lack a
Hey boy dontcha line the track

OOO my love came tumblin' down
OOO love came tumblin' down
OOO (Let's get outta here)
Love come tumblin'

And every night she take her thing
Into the city and in the mornin' make me beg cause
If I'd taken all her real titty gritty
I'd smack her right upside the head boy
Dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track

OOO my love came tumblin' down
OOO love came tumblin' down
OOO love come tumblin'

Poor boy sweatin' in the hot summer night
Hangman waitin' for the early morning light
Singin' O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

If I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock that Moses done stood
Singin' O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track
O boy dontcha line the track a lack a
O boy dontcha line the track

Girl Keeps Coming Apart

(Tyler, Perry)

She was a 42nd street walker,
hangin' out down by a cheap hotel,
same old floosey floppin' in the wind,
titties and all,
that's right.

She's right peculiar
She'll try and fool ya
But the girl keeps coming apart

She's so appealing
Right off the ceiling
Yeah, the girl keeps coming apart

What did I tell ya
She buy and sell ya
'Cause the girl keeps coming apart

She's so affected
I'm so rejected
And the girl keeps coming apart
Don't, don't, don't, don't let it get me down
Don't let it get me down

She's just a screamer
A nightmare dreamer
Yeah the girl keeps coming apart

She's like a call girl
Loose ends and all girl
But the girl keeps coming apart

White lace and leather
She's so together
But the girl keeps coming apart

I feel so sedated
Boxed up and crated
'Cause the girl keeps coming apart
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
Let it get me down
Don't let it get me down

So there she was
Buns up and kneelin'
I was wheelin' and a dealin'
My ace in the hole so to speak

Angel

(Steven Tyler, Desmond Child)

I'm alone
Yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you
I want your love - Let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough - I'll put away my pride
Enough's enough I've suffered and I've seen the light

Chorus:
Baby
You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
You're my angel
Come and make it all right

Don't know what I'm gonna do
About this feeling inside
Yes it's true - Loneliness took me for a ride
Without your love - I'm nothing but a begger
Without your love - a dog without a bone
What can I do I'm sleeping in this bed alone

Chorus
Come and save me tonight

You're the reason I live
You're the reason I die
You're the reason I give
When I break down and cry
Don't need no reason why

Baby , Baby
Chorus

You're my angel
Come and save me tonight
you're my angel
Come and take me allright
Come and save me tonight, Come and save me tonight, Come and save me tonight,
Come and save me tonight, Come and save me tonight

Permanent Vacation

(Tyler, Whitford)

I got a letter from a friend the other morning
He say it's hot down in Montego Bay
I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning
Yeah, yeah, I got to get away

I got to take myself a permanent vacation
The sky's the limit but my plane won't fly
My nose is clean and lordie don't need no sedation
Yeah, yeah, and that's the reason why

I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun, it never shines
I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I go to get away

I got a sister man she really got a pinhead
She think she kinky but she can't get straight
She say she livin' but I kinda think she brain dead
Just excess baggage on a late night freight

I gotta take me on a permanent vacation
The girl's be cummin' down in Cayman Brack
I gotta hand it to a firm situation
Yeah, yeah, I got to cut me some slack

I'm Down

(John Lennon, Paul McCartney)

You telling lies thinking I can't see
You don't cry 'cos you're laughing at me
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down

Man buys ring woman throws it away
Same old thing happens every day
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down

We're all alone and there's nobody else
You still moan: "Keep your hands to yourself"
I'm down (I'm really down)
I'm down (down on the ground)
I'm down (I'm really down)
How can you laugh when you know I'm down
(How can you laugh) when you know I'm down
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Down on the ground (I'm really down)
Don't you know that I'm down (I'm really down)
Down, down, down