Van Halen

Style:  Hard Rock / Eddie VH style
Album: 1984 © 1984
Van Halen - '1984' 1984
1.  1984
2.  Jump
3.  Panama
4.  Top Jimmy
5.  Drop Dead Legs
6.  Hot For Teacher
7.  I'll Wait
8.  Girl Gone Bad
9.  House Of Pain



Vocals: David Lee Roth
Guitars/Keys: Edward Van Halen
Bass Guitar: Michael Anthony
Drums: Alex Van Halen

Jump
Owwww! I get up, and nothin' gets me down You got it tough, I've seen the toughest around And I know, baby, just how you feel You got to roll with the punches and get to what's real Ah, can't ya see me standin' here I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't ya see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump. Jump! Might as well jump Go ahead an' jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Ow-oh! Hey, you! Who said that? Baby, how you been? You say you don't know, you won't know until you begin So can't ya see me standing here I got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen Ah, can't ya see what I mean? Ah, might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Jump! (Guitar Solo) Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Get it in, jump. Jump! Go ahead and jump Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Panama
Uh! Oh yeah! Ah-huh! Jump back, what's that sound? Here she comes, full blast and top down Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Model citizen, zero discipline Don't ya know she's coming home with me You'll lose her in that turn I'll get her! Panama, Panama Panama, Panama Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine Got the feel for the wheel, keep the movin' parts clean Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom Don't you know she's coming home with me You'll lose her in that turn I'll get her Uh-oh! Panama, Panama. Wow! Panama, Panama oh-oh-oh-oh Woo! (Guitar Solo) Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off You know what I'm sayin' Ahh, you reach down put it between my legs n' ease the seat back She's runnin', I'm flyin' Right behind in the rearview mirror now Got the fearin', power steerin' Pistons poppin', ain't no stoppin' now Panama, Panama Panama, Panama oh-oh-oh-oh Panama, Panama oh-oh-oh-oh Panama Top Jimmy
Some friends of mine, just the other night Went to hear this cool cat blow They said he sang so good that the roof fell in And he didn't even stop the show They don't remember the place, But they remember the face, And now everybody wanna go. Woo! Top Jimmy cooks! Top Jimmy swings! He's got the look! Woo! Top Jimmy, he's the king! Jimmy on the television Famous people on there with him Jimmy on the news at five! Jimmy on the radio and even on the video The baddest cat alive! Drivin' all the women crazy All they want is Jimmy baby Love it when he rolls his eyes! Top Jimmy cooks! Top Jimmy swings! He's got the look! Top Jimmy, Woo! Shake it baby! (Guitar Solo) Oh! Juke joint Jimmy is the latest thing He's got the sound that everybody digs! Yeah the joint be jumpin' When the band be pumpin' and you know they play a crazy gig! Well, you ain't been livin' Till you seen the livin' end Top Jimmy and his Rhythm Pigs! Ow, Top Jimmy cooks! Top Jimmy swings! He's got the look! Top Jimmy, Oh Jimmy Top Jimmy Go Jimmy Top Jimmy Ow! He's the king! Oh, Jimmy! Drop Dead Legs
Ow! Drop dead legs Pretty smile Hurts my head Gets me wild Dig that steam Giant butt Makes me scream I get a nut nut nuthin but the shakes over you (Nothin) Nothin' else could ever do You know that you want it (Woo!) I know what you need You know that you want it (Baby!) When the night is through Will I still be lovin' you? (Woo!) Dig those moves Vampire Set me loose Get it higher Throw my rope Loop-de-loop Nice white teeth; Betty Boop Play it cool, Real heavy I ain't fooled Get it ready Ooh, oh baby! You know that you want it (oh, oh oh) I know what you need (Ooh!) You know that you want it (Baby) When the night is through, (Ow!) Will I still be lovin' you? (Uh!) (Guitar Solo) Hot For Teacher
Oh, wow, man, I said Wait a second, man What do you think the teacher's gonna look like this year? Fuck man! Uh! Oh yeah! T-T-teacher stop that screamin' Teacher don't you see? Don't wanna be no uptown fool Maybe I should go to hell But I am doing well Teacher needs to see me after school I think of all the education that I've missed But then my homework was never quite like this! Ow! Got it bad, Got it bad, Got it bad, I'm hot for teacher! I've got it bad, so bad I'm hot for teacher! Hey, I heard you missed us We're back! (Hey!) I brought my pencil Give me something to write on, man! Whoa Uh! Ooo-oo-ooo I heard about your lessons but lessons are so cold I didn't know about this school Little girl from Cherry Lawn How can you be so bold? How did you know that golden rule? I think of all the education that I've missed But then my homework was never quite like this! Whoa! Got it bad, Got it bad, Got it bad, I'm hot for teacher! I've got it bad, so bad I'm hot for teacher! Whoa! (Guitar Solo) Oh man, I think the clock is slow (What are you doin' this weekend?) I don't feel tardy Class dismissed! Ooh-yeah! I've got it bad, Got it bad, Got it bad, I'm hot for teacher! Whoa! Oh! Ooh, yes I'm hot Wow! Oh my God! Woo! I'll Wait
You've got me captured I'm under your spell I guess I'll never learn I have your picture Yes I know it well Another page is turned Are you for real? It's so hard to tell From just a magazine Yeah, you just smile and the picture sells Look what that does to me I'll wait 'Til your love comes down I'm coming straight for your heart No way You can stop me now As fine as you are I wrote a letter And told her these words That meant a lot to me I never sent it She wouldn't have heard Her eyes don't follow me And while she watches I can never be free Such good photography I'll wait 'Til your love comes down I'm coming straight for your heart No way You can stop me now As fine as you are (Guitar Solo) You can't imagine What your image means The pages come alive Your magic free To everyone who reads Heartbreakin' motor drive Are you for real? It's so hard to tell From just a magazine Yeah, you just smile and the picture sells Look what that does to me I'll wait 'Til your love comes down I'm coming straight for your heart No way You can stop me now As fine as you are I'll wait 'Til your love comes down I'm coming straight for your heart No way You can stop me now As fine as you are I'll wait Girl Gone Bad
Ah, lazy eyes in the summer heat Fresh from out of town Now she's working on the street Shake them poor boys down Woo (Girl) Woo, Girl gone bad, ye-ah (Girl) Girl gone bad Found that girl with a lonesome john When she should have been with me Guess that woman fall in love She don't work for free (Girl) Girl gone bad Yeah Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ooooooo-oh! Ooooo-oh! Oh! (Guitar Solo) Mmmmmmmmmmm... Ah (Girl) Girl gone bad Whoa! (Girl) Girl gone bad Ow! Yeah (Girl) Girl, ooh, ooh, ooh (Girl) Ooooh. Oh! Oh! Yeah! Aw! (Girl) Say. Say. Uh! House Of Pain
Say you're gonna leave me 'Cause I only tie you up I always loved you tender But you only like it rough Woman bound for glory Why you leavin' me again? Gonna pack her bags and leave This house of pain Heartache's all around me How many times we've tried Said she tried to leave me But her hands were always tied If I had it all to do I'd keep it just the same Gonna fix it so you never leave This house of pain (Guitar Solo) Uh-uh. Uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh. Uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh. Uh-uh. Uh-uh-uh-Wow!

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