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Angeline (Letra)

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Angelene, she’s such a pretty thing
All dolled up in her hip-huggin’ jeans
Mama’s heels and her ruby red rouge
Sneakin’ out while her daddy’s passed out
Hangin’ out with the wrong crowd
She’s got all the right moves
And she’s givin’ away little pieces of her innocence
She don’t know what she;s lookin’ for
She just knows something’s missin’

Oh, Angelene, can’t you see
What you need ain’t what you’re gettin’
Oh, Angelene, you’re bein’ used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene

Angelene is sure that he’s the cure
He’s got a kind of reckless allure
Like a fast ride on the wild side
So she turns her cheek when he’s havin’ a mean streak
And if you ask her real sweet
She won’t look you in the eye
And she’s callin’ it love, ah, but there is no resemblence
It’s a drive down a dead end street on the path of most resistance

Oh, Angelene, can’t you see
What you need ain’t what you’re gettin’
Oh, Angelene, you’re bein’ used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene

Yeah, she’s givin’ away little pieces of her innocence
She don’t know what she’s lookin’ for
She just knows something’s missin

Oh, Angelene, can’t you see
What you need ain’t what you’re gettin’
Oh, Angelene, you’re bein’ used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene

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Angeline (Letra)

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By dickey betts, mike lawler and johnny cobb
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc., pangola publishing company and
Milene music, inc.

Ridin’ in a long gray limousine.
Sittin’ in a pair of hundred dollar jeans.
Tryin’ to talk sense to a rock’n’roll queen.
Damn, best kinda livin’ anybody ever seen.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus:
Lookin’ at the bright lights, searchin’ for the sliver screen.
I never seen a woman who could look so good,
And be so doggone mean. yeah.
Oh, midnight struttin’ in new york city.
Midnight woman, she is lookin’ so pretty.
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world.
She used to be her mama’s little girl.
Hey, hey angeline.
Chorus
Whoa, just a game that she loves to play,
Leavin’ broken hearts all along the way.
She’s got friends that she ain’t never used.
She’s winnin’ now but she’s bound to lose.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus

Angeline (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

By dickey betts, mike lawler and johnny cobb
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc., pangola publishing company and
Milene music, inc.

Ridin’ in a long gray limousine.
Sittin’ in a pair of hundred dollar jeans.
Tryin’ to talk sense to a rock’n’roll queen.
Damn, best kinda livin’ anybody ever seen.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus:
Lookin’ at the bright lights, searchin’ for the sliver screen.
I never seen a woman who could look so good,
And be so doggone mean. yeah.
Oh, midnight struttin’ in new york city.
Midnight woman, she is lookin’ so pretty.
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world.
She used to be her mama’s little girl.
Hey, hey angeline.
Chorus
Whoa, just a game that she loves to play,
Leavin’ broken hearts all along the way.
She’s got friends that she ain’t never used.
She’s winnin’ now but she’s bound to lose.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus

Angeline (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

By dickey betts, mike lawler and johnny cobb
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc., pangola publishing company and
Milene music, inc.

Ridin’ in a long gray limousine.
Sittin’ in a pair of hundred dollar jeans.
Tryin’ to talk sense to a rock’n’roll queen.
Damn, best kinda livin’ anybody ever seen.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus:
Lookin’ at the bright lights, searchin’ for the sliver screen.
I never seen a woman who could look so good,
And be so doggone mean. yeah.
Oh, midnight struttin’ in new york city.
Midnight woman, she is lookin’ so pretty.
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world.
She used to be her mama’s little girl.
Hey, hey angeline.
Chorus
Whoa, just a game that she loves to play,
Leavin’ broken hearts all along the way.
She’s got friends that she ain’t never used.
She’s winnin’ now but she’s bound to lose.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus

Angeline (Letra)

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Written by billy burnette and steven soles.

Angeline you talk about love but do
You know what you mean
Angeline you talk about love but you’re
Just sweet sixteen
Well you may be the hottest thing in
High school
And honey that’s okay
But you need someone baby to show
You all the rules
Angeline won’t you turn your love
My way
Angeline i should’ve pulled out but
Baby i’m too far gone
Angeline deep in my heart you know it
Can’t be wrong
Well you may be the hottest thing in
High school
And honey that’s okay
But you need someone baby to show
You all the rules
Angeline won’t you turn your love
My way
Angeline you talk about love but do
You know what you mean
Angeline you talk about love but you’re
Just sweet sixteen
Well you may be the hottest thing in
High school
And honey that’s okay
But you need someone baby to show
You all the rules
Angeline won’t you turn your love
My way
Angeline won’t you turn your love
My way
Angeline won’t you turn your love
My way

Angeline (Letra)

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Music by elton john and alan carvell
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album leather jackets

Well i’m work shy, i’m wild-eyed
So shut that door when the baby cries
And keep me well fed, give me warm bread
Lay my body on a feather bed
And spoil me, angeline
Get to work when the whistle screams, angeline

Maybe someday, some way
Somewhere in the future there’s more pay
Give me more cash, bring me sour mash
Peel me a grape and fetch my stash
And bite me, angeline
Let me use you like a sex machine, angeline

You’ve got to swing that hammer, punch that card
Angeline i love you when you work so hard
Swing that hammer and sew my jeans
Angeline just loves it when i treat her mean

Well i talk tough, i act rough
Lay still honey i can’t get enough
And keep your nose clean, let me be
On your knees when you speak to me
And trust me, angeline
And talk real dirty and i’ll make you scream angeline

Angeline (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You’ve been out on the tiles,
Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion,
But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn,
Girl you look like a bad dream,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
You took the small change from the job in the hall,
Be back in an hour but you’re not back at all.
The children are crying, the flowers are dying,
There’s no food on the table,
I don’t think I’m able to cope,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Cheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables,
With kissing for strangers all laughing and howling,
And jokes and tall tales that ain’t funny at all,
Bluffers and smugglers, boozers and gamblers,
Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar.
Oh, they’ve been pushing you too far.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.

Angeline (Letra)

Faithless

Faithless

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You’ve been out on the tiles,
Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion,
But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn,
Girl you look like a bad dream,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.

You took the small change from the job in the hall,
Be back in an hour but you’re not back at all.
The children are crying, the flowers are dying,
There’s no food on the table,
I don’t think I’m able to cope,
You’ve been places I’ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.

Cheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables,
With kissing for strangers all laughing and howling,
And jokes and tall tales that ain’t funny at all,
Bluffers and smugglers, boozers and gamblers,
Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar.
Oh, they’ve been pushing you too far.

Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.
Come home, come home Angeline.
Come home, come home Angeline.
You’ve been places I’ve never been.