Aerosmith

Done with Mirrors tracks

Lyrics

1. LET THE MUSIC DO THE TALKING

Rock-a-bye baby
If you wanna dance
Grab yourself a body
And take a chance
Said one time around... all you get
I'm still dancin'
So you lost'chor bet

I got a hardcore mama
Wit'a hot hoochie coo
Make my wheels start spinnin'
Like a formula two

Got one for the money
Two for the show
Three for my honey
And four to let you know that I...

Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking... 'cause I can't wait
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking

Cheesecake
Mabye if I take another bite
I'm a real fat city
I'm an aero delight
Threw out my pipe
And my alkaline
Got a squeaky clean body
And a dirty mind
I'm a real fine dancer
I'll be cuttin' the rug
Got a brand new baby
She's my brand new drug

I got one for the money
Two for the show
Three for my honey
And four to let you know that I...

Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking... 'cause I can't wait
Let the music do the talking... I gotta get it
Let the music do the talking...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah...
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...yeah

Yak yak yak
yak yak yak yak yak yak yaou

Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking




2. MY FIST YOUR FACE

Wake up baby what'choo in for
Start the day upon your knees
What'choo pissin' in the wind for
You musta snorted too much bleez
East house pinball wizard
Full tilt bozo played
Second floor trekkie
Makin' warp speed out the door
Julio Anpacolucci
He the only one who stayed
Countin' up the days
Please no more

My fist your face
That's for sure

Hey Betty Boop you got me droolin'
I'm buzzin' 'round'chor hive tonight
You played the hooky 'stead of schoolin'
Son of a bitch put out the light
Thirteen year old hookers
Drag yourself right through the thorns
You wonder why the man's outside'chor door
Junior achievers got the old bull by the horns
Back in the saddle... get'cha sore

My fist your face
That's for sure
Yeah

East house pinball wizard
Full tilt bozo played
Second floor trekkie's
Makin' warp speed out the door
Julio Anpacolucci
He the only one that stayed
I'm countin' up the days
Please no more

Arr... my fist your face
That's for sure
Oooowhoo... yeah

My fist your face
That's for sure... or wor... ooowhoo
My fist your face
That's for sure... oooh whoo
My fist your face
That's for sure




3. SHAME ON YOU

Somebody tryin' to take my soul
Nobody gotta hear my rock n' roll

Shame shame shame on you babe
Shame shame shame on you baby

Lolita steady as it goes
Toot sweet powder in her nose

Shame shame shame on you babe
Shame shame shame on you babe

Ray Smith... old hank pank
Pulling down your knickers
Ah who you gonna spank

Shame shame on you baby... ey
Shame shame shame on you babe

Joe Perry oooh Mr Style
A some kinda killer bee
Buzz a while

Phoned home last night
P.M.S.
Bitch bitch bitchin'
Gotta do this gotta do that

Shame shame shame on a you babe
Shame shame shame shame shame on you baby

Bogus honey square dance close
Oh grab your partner bring it home 'n dosey dosey

Shame shame shame on you babe
Shame shame shame on you baby

See the acid... bein' shipped in
Why's uncle Sammy
Tryin' to keep it hid

Shame shame shame on a you babe
Shame shame shame on you baby

Seven or eleven
Got to roll the dice
Am I in heaven
Or am I in Miami Vice

Shame shame shame on you babe
Shame shame shame shame
Shame shame shame on you baby




4. THE REASON A DOG




You keep a knockin' but'choo can't come in
The way you love I adore
Ya always come never know where ya been
But a now I'm here baby to even the score

You're up you're down
You're always running in place
Triathlon if you please
You're always beggin' me for a taste
But ain't up to snuff if you sneeze

Yak yak yak

Lord'choo gimme the bends
Your head's in jail
I'll call out the law
Like the reason a dog
Has so many friends
He wags his tail instead of his tongue

Your older sister
She's a lot like you
She likes to grab my microphone
Now there ain't too much she won't do
Especially when we're all alone

You're up you're down
You're always runnin' in place
Triathlon if you please
Her mind's on rewind and erase
Or you might get shot babe
When you're shootin' the breeze

Yak yak yak

Lord'choo gimme the bends
Your heads in jail
I'll call out the law
That the reason a dog
Has so many friends
'Cause he wags his tail instead of his tongue
That the reason a dog
Has so many friends
'Cause he wags his tail instead of his tongue
Ooh ooh who who who whoooo
Ooh ooh who who who whoooo

Your older sister
She's a lot like you
And there ain't too much that she won't do
Ooh ooh who who who whooo
Ooh ooh who who who whooo

There's always something
That'choo got to say
I lose my mind and then I surely fade away... yeah

A yak yak yak

Lord'choo gimme the bends
You're heads in jail
Now look what'choo done

That the reason a dog
Has so many friends
'Cause he wags his tail instead of his tongue
That the reason a dog
Has so many friends
He wags his tail instead of his tongue
That the reason a dog
Has so many friends
'Cause he wags his tail instead of his tongue... arf




5. SHELA

Shela Shela... she like a hurricane
Shela Shela... she like a ball and chain
Shela Shela... she like a hurricane

Got myself a lady
I get down on my knees yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Hotter than Hades
Heaven if you please yeah yeah yeah yeah...

Shela Shela... she like a hurricane
Shela Shela.. she like a ball and chain
Shela Shela... she like a hurricane

Some girls put it to ya
Make you scream in pain yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Some will say they knew ya
And then forget'chor name yeah yeah yeah yeah...

Shela real tight
Shela that's right
Shela

She said she could do it
Love she could fulfill yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
There ain't nothin' to it
Backbone gets a chill yeah yeah yeah... yeoa




6. GYPSY BOOTS

Gypsy gypsy dancing feet
Gypsy gypsy bittersweet
Screamer dreamer disarray
Gypsy gypsy why did'choo fly away

No good papa's no good
Sister's no good and that's a drag
Sometimes you're feelin'
Like your head's on the ceiling
When you scream hey mama... rag
Oooh... when your daddy come home
Wit'an old soup bone
'Cause he drank all the money away
And your mama's in the kitchen
On the phone she be bitchin'
And your girlfriend who called to say

Gypsy gypsy dancing feet
Gypsy gypsy bittersweet
Screamer dreamer disarray
Gypsy gypsy why did you fly away

High school lover with ya corpse undercover
Gettin' high jack... Lebanese
Hey mama choosed it y'all all been through it
Or be fallin' off you right to your knees
Pair a shades... shotgun... rock on... chewing gum
Take it to the dance tonight
Your a love hate child with wild child smile
And you don't care wrong from right

Gypsy gypsy dancing feet
Gypsy gypsy bittersweet
Screamer dreamer disarray
Gypsy gypsy why did'choo fly away

Nobody but nobody baby
Knockin' my socks off
Rock rock rockin'
I'll be gotten I'll be gettin' my rocks off
Nobody but nobody shootin'
Never gets a shot off

Yeah yeah yeah




7. SHE'S ON FIRE

Oooh she's on fire
Oooh she's on fire

Hot to trot she's a bit insane
Little bit a pleasure
With a little bit a pain
I got to be smokin'
So I know without a doubt
Where there's smoke there's fire
So I gotta boot it out

Say... oooh she's on fire
Oooh she's on fire

Homely child with a hang down lip
Starved for love and companionship
Little by little catchin' up to me
She's more of a woman
Then I thought she'd be to me... yeah

Hungry girl she's the skinniest thing
She's sayin' the word I'm losin' steam

She's on fire
She hung my head in a guillotine
She's my flame she's a wettin' my dream
She's on fire

Oooh she's on fire
Oooh she's on fire
Oooh she's on fire
Oooh she's on fire




8. THE HOP