No Heavy Petting

Oh belladonna, never knew the pain
Maybe i'm crazy, maybe it'll drive me insane
The open letter just carelessly placed
And your moving silence,
The tea so delicately laced

* out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much

Came from passion, and you gave it a name
The fingers of poison like needles in the drivin' rain
So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace
Now i must slip away, but can you forget my face

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Said she came from memphis
You can look but please don't touch
Didn't like rock and rollers
Seemed a bit much too much

* cause it's the natural thing you feel at the start
Natural blood starts to flow
Yeah, the natural thing, you get at the start
Then she'll never let you go
Hey girl, now does it feel alright think i'm gettin' through
Don't you think the band's real tight wait til we start to move

** may sound funny but you gave it to me
I didn't even like it
May sound funny but you gave it to me
And now i got to live without it

I been down to atlanta
Got to move my feet
Gettin' down for the last encore
With every star she meets

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Why'd you do it, why'd you do it

* fast as light our jets were burnin'
On the road a distant siren song
Hands upon my engines growin'
Vincent's[+++] deep throat breathin' out so strong
I can hold her, can you roll her

Ride her like there's no tomorrow
Siren's song sure is growin' stronger
Shadow reached a high note
And in the distance [electric lights]++++ no longer

I can hold her, can you roll her
I can hold her, can you roll her
I can hold her, can you roll her

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I can hold her, can you roll her
I can hold her, can you roll her
I can hold her, can you roll her
I can hold her, can you roll her

+++note: mike pincher informs me that a vincent is a british motorcycle.
++++mat's lyric sheet says this should be electra glides, another kind of motorcycle.

Run down, low down, don't feel tired
Take no orders, don't get fired
I waste away cruisin' along

* fighting blizzards, ragin' storms
Hold the wheels tight, know i'm born to ramble on
Cruisin' along
But i stop, turn my head around
Sleep until tomorrow, in my arms
In my arms,
Highway lady, lorelei, dream the big time high above
Highway lady, high on wheels make you smile again
How she feels

Found my way to spanish stairs
Small corruption, no one cares i taste a lie
Cruisin' along

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How she feels
Highway lady, highway lady highway lady, highway lady

Something going on at the corner of the block
It's the kids down there
They were startin' to rock
High black fever runnin' everyplace
When the greek kid pulled a knife
And pushed it in his face
Some girl makes it with a lover in the door...
As the ambulance pulls away,
She cries out more

* and it's all night long, all night long
On with the action
You need the fastest legs alive
On with the action
If you can't run you ain't survive
On with the action
Mama's boy and teacher's pet...
On with the action
It's down our street, is it in yours yet

All the kids stand laughin'
They never had such fun
Then someone cuts a blind man who just can't make a run
And the queen who's been standin' behind the toilet door
His parents don't like boyfriends, call him a whore
But the minister's starin'
With his bible in his hand
Was this god's children, he didn't understand

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