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To: sandintoes who wrote (244)	1/24/2005 8:31:58 PM
From: sandintoes	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 32289

High Heel Sneakers Johnny Rivers, Muddy Waters Put on your red dress baby, 'Cause we're going out to night. Put on your red dress baby, 'Cause we're going out to night. You better wear some boxing gloves In case a fool might wanna fight. Put on your high-heel sneakers, wear your wig hat on your head. Put on your high-heel sneakers, Wear your wig hat on your head. I'm pretty sure now baby 'Cause you know, you're gonna knock 'em dead. Put on your high-heel sneakers, Wear your wig hat on your head. Put on your high-heel sneakers, Wear your wig hat on your head. Well I'm pretty sure now darling 'Cause you know you gonna knock 'em dead. (Higgenbotham)

To: sandintoes who wrote (244)	1/24/2005 10:13:07 PM
From: goldworldnet	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 32289

I honestly believe "Born to be Wild" is in more movies than any song and I love it, but please no one post the lyrics to "The Pusher." * * *

To: sandintoes who wrote (244)	1/24/2005 10:27:18 PM
From: goldworldnet	Respond to of 32289

Hoochie Coochie Man (Steppenwolf) Words and music by Willie Dixon The gypsy woman told my mama On the day I was born Oh, you got a boy child comin' Oh Lord, he's gonna be a sun of a gun He's gonna make those pretty women You know, he's gonna make 'em jump and shout The whole wide world gonna wonder What it's all about Yeah, you know I'm here And everybody knows I'm here I'm your Hoochie Coochie man Oh Lord, Everybody knows I'm here I got a black cat bone Lord I got a mojo too I got little John, the conquered Oh baby, I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna grab those pretty women I'm gonna grab 'em by the hand You know, the whole wide world gonna know Oh Lord, I'm your Hoochie Coochie man Yes, you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here On the seventh hour Oh Lord, on the seventh day I tell you on the seventh month, child Hey, the seven doctors say Now he was born for luck I said, baby, don't you see I got seven hundred dollars darlin' Don't you mess with me Because I'm here Everybody, everybody knows I'm here I'm you Hoochie Coochie man Hey, I tell you, everybody knows I'm here * * *