Dead Ringer For Love
Every night I grab some moneyAnd I go down to the barI got my buddies and a beerI got a dream - I need a carYou got me begging on my kneesC'Mon and throw this dog a boneA man he doesn't live byRock 'n'Roll and brew alone
Baby, BabyRock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewThey don't mean a thingWhen I compare next to you
Rock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewI know that you and IWe got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you doOr where you go when you're not aroundI don't know anything about you babyBut you're everything I'm dreaming ofI don't know who you areBut you're a real dead ringer for loveYou're a real dead ringer for love
Ever since I can rememberYou been hanging around this jointYou been trying to look awayBut now you finally got the pointI don't have to know your nameAnd I won't tell you what to doBut a girl - she doesn't live by onlyRock 'n' Roll and brew
Baby, Baby, baby, BabyRock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewThey don't mean a thingWhen I compare 'em next to youRock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewI know that you and IWe got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you doOr where you go when you're not aroundI don't know anything about you babyBut you're everything I'm dreaming ofI don't know who you areBut you're a real dead ringer for loveA real dead ringer for love
OOOO You got the kind of legsThat do more tan walkI don't have to listenTo your whimpering talkListen you got the kind of eyesThat do more than seeYou gotta lot of nerveComing on to meYou got the kind of lipsThat do more than drinkYou got the kind of mindThat does less than thinkBut since I'm feeling kinda lonelyAnd my defenses are lowWhy don't we give it shotAnd get ready to goI'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfactionAnd I want to tell my Daddy that I'll be missing in action
Ever since I can rememberI've been hanging around this jointMy Daddy never noticed itNow he finally got the pointYou got me beggin' on my kneesC'Mon and throw this dog a boneA man he doesn't live byRock 'n' Roll and brew alone
Baby, Baby, Baby, BabyRock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewI know that you and IOh we got better things to do
Rock 'n' Roll and brewRock 'n' Roll and brewThey don't mean a thingWhen I compare 'em next to you
I don't know who you areOr what you doOr where you goWhen you're not aroundI don't know anything about you babyBut you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you areBut you're a real dead ringer for loveYou're a real dead ringer for love