CHELSEA KIDS
Holton/Sinclair

THESE KIDS DON'T PLAY WITH TOYS
BUT THEY SURE MAKE A LOT OF NOISE
THEY PLAY AROUND WITH EACH OTHER'S LIVES
CUT THROATS WITH IBIZA KNIVES

WIDE EYED SNIFFIN BOYS SNIFFIN
WIDE EYED SNIFFIN BOYS SNIFFIN…

THEY'VE GOT FATHER FIGURES
BUT WHO CARES ABOUT THAT
WHEN THERE'S A GUY IN THE GROUP
WITH A REAL NICE FLAT

CHELSEA KIDS
CHELSEA KIDSTHEY PLAY GUITAR LIKE RUSSIAN ROULETTE
ONE CHANCE THAT'S ALL THEY GET
UNCLE CHARLES IS THEIR BEST FRIEND
GIMME MONEY YOU CAN DO IT AGAIN

WIDE EYED SNIFFIN BOYS SNIFFIN
WIDE EYED SNIFFIN BOYS SNIFFIN…

MOTHER'S ALWAYS THERE FOR A CHIT OR A CHAT
THEY GOT GIRLS WHO DO BETTER THAN THAT

CHELSEA KIDS
CHELSEA KIDS

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FROM HEAVEN TO HELL & BACK AGAIN
Sinclair/Petersen

THE SIGHT WAS SEEN HER HEAD IT POUNDS
THE SOUNDS SHE HEARD WERE NEVER TO FADE
JUST A SIMPLE BRAT HER LOVING EYES HAVE SEEN A VISION

TOO YOUNG TO KNOW, TOO YOUNG TO CARE
BUT SHE WAS THE CHOSEN ONE
HER NAME WAS MARIA
FROM HEAVEN TO HELL & BACK AGAIN

AND MARIA HOW TALL YOU GREW
YOU SHOWED THEM ALL
MIRACLES ARE WHAT YOU GAVE THEM
NOW THEY BELIEVED

TOO YOUNG TO KNOW, TOO YOUNG TO CARE
BUT SHE WAS THE CHOSEN ONE
HER NAME WAS MARIA
FROM HEAVEN TO HELL & BACK AGAIN

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CRY FOR ME
Holton

IF I TOOK MY LIFE AWAY IN VAIN
FOR SYMPATHY
IF I DID IT FOR ME AND YOU
IF I DID IT FOR YOU AND I

WOULD YOU CRY FOR ME

TAKE A SCHIZOPHRENIC CHANCE
AND DANCE WITH A LAUGH ON THE SEA
WOULD YOU GET WET FOR ME
BE IN DEBT TO ME

WOULD YOU CRY FOR ME

ON MY OWN
GOT NO ONE TO WATCH ME DIE, ON MY OWN,
GOT NO ONE COS I'M TOO SHY ALL ALONE

WOULD YOU CRY FOR ME

IF I TOOK MY LIFE AWAY
TO MAKE YOU LOOK AND SEE
WOULD YOU CRY ALOUD
WOULD YOU LAUGHT ALOUD

WOULD YOU CRY FOR ME…

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SHE'S NO ANGEL
Music & Lyrics by Ronnie Thomas

SHE'S MUCH TOO YOUNG TO KNOW RIGHT FROM WRONG
HER MIND IS SHORT BUT HER LEGS ARE LONG
SHE'S NO ANGEL

HER MUMMY THINKS SHE'S A GOOD LITTLE GIRL
HER CHEEKS ARE RED AND HER HAIR'S IN A CURL
SHE'S NO ANGEL

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF IN YOUR ROOM
WHEN YOU'RE NOT REACHING FOR THE MOON

DOES YOUR MUMMY KNOW YOU GOT DIRTY LEGS
AND DOES SHE KNOW WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD
SHE'S NO ANGEL

AND WOULD SHE LET YOU OUT ALL NIGHT
AND WOULD SHE LET YOU SCRATCH AND WOULD SHE LET YOU BITE
SHE'S NO ANGEL

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF IN YOUR ROOM
WHEN YOU'RE NOT REACHING FOR THE MOON
THERE AIN'T NO DOUBT ABOUT IT
SHE JUST CAN'T LIVE WIHOUT IT
SO I GIVE IT WHEN I CAN

SHE NEVER ANSWERS THE TELEPHONE
SHE GETS SO HOT WHEN SHE'S ALL ALONE
SHE'S NO ANGEL

HER MOTHER WAITS FOR HER EVERY NIGHT
AND WHEN SHE GETS HOME EVERYTHING'S ALLRIGHT
SHE'S NO ANGEL

THERE AIN'T NO DOUBT ABOUT IT
SHE JUST CAN'T LIVE WIHOUT IT
SO I GIVE IT WHEN I CAN

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JACKIE THE LAD
Holton/Sinclair

I'M JACKIE THE LAD, NOT GOOD BUT NOT BAD
I'LL SELL ANYTHING, FROM A DIAMOND TO STRING
NEED ANYTHING DONE, WELL I'M THE ONE
I'LL MAKE YOU A DEAL, YOU CAN'T REFUSE


A'WORKING ON ME BARRAH, TO COP A FEW P,
NEED A BIT OF VILLAINY, STATE YOUR FEE,
JACKIE…THAT'S ME


I'LL GIVE YOU A TIP, A ONE THAT WON'T LOOSE
I'LL TAKE ON A BET, I DON'T ACCEPT CHEQUES
IF YOU GOT A DEBT, WELL I'LL COLLECT
I'M JACKIE THE LAD, NOT GOOD BUT NOT BAD


COLLECTING IS ME SPECIALTY
I'M ON EVERY VICE
I'VE GOT A LOVELY STEREO
IF YOU GOT THE PRICE
JACKIE…I'M QUITE NICE

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DOCKING IN
Sinclair/Petersen

THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN, BEEN GONE SO LONG
GONNA GET ME A WOMAN, GONNA GET ME SOME GIN
WHEN THE SHIP DOCKS IN
WE'LL RAISE THE TOWN, IT'LL COME ALIVE
WE'VE GOT OUR MONEY NOW THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN

THOSE WOMEN KNOW WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT
THEY'LL MAKE US FEEL GOOD
THEY'LL MAKE US FEEL HAPPY
WHEN THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN
SITTIN' IN A BAR WIV' A BOTTLE OF GIN
WE'VE GOT OUR MONEY NOW THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN

SMASH A FEW BARS HAVING SOME FUN
SPEND A NIGHT IN A BED
SPEND A NIGHT IN A JAIL
WHEN THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN
WE'LL RAISE THE TOWN, IT'LL COME ALIVE
WE'VE GOT OUR MONEY NOW THE SHIP'S DOCKED IN

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SQUALLIDAY INN
Thomas


SO I'M NEW IN THIS TOWN
LOTS OF THINGS TO GET ON DOWN
TELL ME YOU'RE A LADY
(NOT THE TYPE THAT SLEEPS AROUND)

YOU GOT NO BRAIN BUT YOU GOT HEAD
STEP IN MY RENTED CAR
COS SOONER OR LATER YOU'RE GONNA END UP IN MY BED

LADY OF THE CONCERTS
MAKE ME FEEL I'M COMING HOME
TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME
FEED MY EGO TO THE BONE

YOU GOT NO BRAIN BUT YOU GOT HEAD
STEP IN MY RENTED CAR
COS SOONER OR LATER YOU'RE GONNA END UP IN MY BED

IT'S GREAT BEING HERE IN YOUR WONDERFUL CITY
I'VE SEEN LOTS OF GIRLS BUT NONE QUITE AS PRETTY
I'D LIKE TO STATY MORE BUT I'M FEELING QUITE TIRED
HAVE YOU SEEN THE INSIDE OF THIS CAR THAT I'VE HIRED?
COME ON BACK TO MY SQUALLIDAY INN
I'LL PHONE FOR SOME COFFEE
COME ON IN, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU
I'M GONNA LOVE YOU

IT'S BEEN GOOD TO KNOW YOU
BUT NOW IT'S TIME FOR ME TO GO
HOPE YOU LIKE THE ALBUM
PLAY IT LOUD JUST LIKE THE SHOW

YOU GOT NO BRAINS BUT YOU GOT HEAD
STEP IN MY RENTED CAR
COS SOONER OR LATER YOU'RE GONNA END UP IN MY BED