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Foreigner - Head Games Album Lyrics



Foreigner - Head Games Lyrics






Dirty White Boy

Hey, baby, if you're feelin' down
I know what's good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin' me

'Cause I'm a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy

Don't drive no big black car
Don't like no Hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You don't give a damn what I do to you

I'm just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy

Well, I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy

I've been in trouble since I don't know when
I'm in trouble now and I now somehow I'll find trouble again
I'm a loner, but I'm never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone

'Cause I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy

C'mon, c'mon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy

Hey, I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, I'm a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
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Writer: LOU GRAMM, MICK JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., SOMERSET SONGS PUBLISHING INC




Love On The Telephone

Monday, Tuesday, three days and more
Pretty soon you don't know anymore
Friday, the sixth day, Saturday seems late
Don't know how much longer I can wait

Ooh, could ya wait 'til I get home
Ooh, we need to be alone
'N' I don't wanna lose
My love on the telephone

You make me nervous 'cause the line's engaged
I can't believe we let it get to this stage
Sittin' here waitin' for you to give me a sign
You know I got my heart on the line

Ooh, I know that I was wrong
Ooh, I've been away too long
I can't stand to lose
My love on the telephone

Hello operator
You know that I've been waitin' on this call
I said, hey, operator
If you're givin' me a bad time
I'm gonna tear this phone right off the wall

Monday, Tuesday, three days and more
Pretty soon I don't know anymore
Friday is the sixth day, Saturday seems late
Don't know how much longer I can wait

Ooh, could ya wait 'til I get home
Ooh, we need to be alone
'N' I don't wanna lose
My love on the telephone

Ooh, I'm runnin' out of time
Ooh, my heart is on the line
'N' I don't wanna lose
My love on the telephone

Ooh, maybe I was wrong
Ooh, I've been away too long
'N' I can't stand to lose
My love on the telephone

Ooh, could ya wait 'til I get home
Ooh, we need to be alone
'N' I don't wanna lose
My love on the telephone
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Women

Women behind bars
Women in fast cars
Women in distress
Women with no dress
Women in aeroplanes
Women who play games
Women in uniform
See that woman with her clothes torn

Women who satisfy
Women you can't buy
Like women in magazines
And women in a limousine
Women who sip champagne
Women who feel no pain
Women in a disco
And women who don't wanna know, know, know

Oh women wanting sympathy
Women feeling ecstasy
Women who live in fantasies
Bringing man to his knees

Women who fall in love
Women who need a shove
Women who can't be beat
Get that woman in the back seat, yeah, yeah
Women in the U.S.A.
Those women steal your heart away
Women into rock 'n' roll
Women who steal the show, go, go, go

Women that you write songs about
Women that turn around and kick you out
Women you dream about all your life
Women that stab you in the back with a switchblade knife

Oh women, ooh, ooh
Talk about women
Around the world
Yeah women
Oh no, it goes
Talkin' 'bout women
C'mon baby
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Writer: ACE, JONES, LEONARD, WEATHERS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC




Ill Get Even With You

You gave it to me real low
You gave me such a low blow
You caught me with my guard down
You floored me in the first round

You gave it to me real low
You gave me such a low blow
You hit me on the blind side
You took me for a big ride

But I won't let it get to me
I couldn't go through all that
No, I won't let it get to me
I'll try and hold it all back

And get even with you
I'll get even with you
Yeah, I'll get even with you
You'll get what's comin' to you

You gave it to me real low
You give me such a low blow
You kick a man when he's down
You kick him when he's on the ground, yeah, yeah

You gave it to me real low
You give me such a low blow
You got me in a tailspin
You really tried to do me in

But I won't let it get to me
I couldn't go through all that
No, I won't let it get to me
I'll try and hold it all back

But I'll get even with you
I'll get even with you
Hey, I'll get even with you
You'll get what's comin' to you

I'll get even with you, I'll get even with you, wait 'n' see
I'll get even with you, I'll get even with you
I'll get even with you, I'll get even with you
I'll get even with you, I'll get even with you
You'll get what's comin' to you
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Seventeen

Late last night
I get a call from a so-called friend
He wouldn't give his name
Says he saw you with another man
Feels like seventeen years
It's only seventeen days
Since I saw the real you
And I let you walk away

You left me broken
You left me stranded
The way you play this game of love
It's just plain underhanded
I spent a lot of time
And I spent all my money
Don't want no other fool
To put his hands on you

Who you been talkin' to?
Yeah who you been walkin' with?

Seventeen, you're just seventeen
Seventeen

They said I was playin' with fire
I knew I had to take a chance
I had to take you higher
To a new experience
But little did I know
I'd never get that far
Girl, you know you put on quite a show
You're gonna be a star

When you grow older, girl
You'll remember I told you, girl

Seventeen, you're just seventeen
Seventeen, seventeen

Seventeen, you're just seventeen
Seventeen, seventeen

Seventeen, you're only seventeen
Seventeen, seventeen
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Writer: GLEN MATLOCK, PAUL THOMAS COOK, STEVE (GB 1) JONES, JOHN LYDON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Head Games

Daylight, alright
I don't know, I don't know if it's real
Been a long night and something ain't right
You won't show, you won't show how you feel

No time ever seems right
To talk about the reasons why you and I fight
It's high time to draw the line
Put an end to this game before it's too late

Head games, it's you and me baby
Head games, and I can't take it anymore
Head games, I don't wanna play the...
Head games

I daydream for hours it seems
I keep thinkin' of you, yeah, thinkin' of you
These daydreams, what do they mean?
They keep haunting me, are they warning me?

Daylight turns into night
We try and find the answer but it's nowhere in sight
It's always the same and you know who's to blame
You know what I'm sayin', still we keep on playin'

Head games, that's all I get from you
Head games, and I can't take it anymore
Head games, don't wanna play the...
Head games

So near, so far away
We pass each other by 'cause we don't know what to say
It's so clear, I'm sorry to say
But if you wanna win you gotta learn how to play

Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, 'till I can't take it anymore
Head games, instead of makin' love
Head games, ooh

Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, 'till I can't take it anymore, no more
Head games, instead of makin' love, we play
Head games

Head games, in the first degree
Head games, yeah, always you and me
Head games, why do you do it baby?
Head games
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Writer: LOUIS A (ANDREW) GRAMMATICO, MICHAEL LESLIE JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © SOMERSET SONGS PUBLISHING INC




The Modern Day

I stand up for my pride
I don't wanna be just like anyone
In this world I cannot hide
I must finish what I have begun

That's the way I play
In the modern day
'Cause I wanna stay
In the modern day

Got a picture in my mind
Of the way that I wanna be
So I search until I find
The power inside of me

It's another phase
Of the modern day

Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
So I make a sacrifice
If that's the way it has to be

I'm doin' what I feel is right
I'm ready if I need to fight

In the modern way
In the modern day

Gotta face up to this life
Can't let it get the best of me
If I make a sacrifice
That's the way it has to be

Like a motor in overdrive
I feel good and I feel alive
I got no need to beg or borrow
Got a shortcut to tomorrow

And I'm on my way
To the modern day
Got a lot to say
In the modern day

'Cause I need to stay
In the modern day

In the modern day
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Blinded By Science

Blinded by science, I'm on the run
Blinded by science, where do I belong?
What's in the future, has it just begun
Blinded by science, I'm on the run

I worry 'bout the world that we live in
I'm worried by all the confusion
I wonder 'bout the lies I've been reading
I wonder where this madness is leading

Is this a road going nowhere?
Or is someone leading us somewhere?
I can't believe we're here for no reason
There must be something we can believe in

Blinded by science, I'm on the run
I'm not an appliance, so don't turn me on
What's in the future, has it just begun
Blinded by science, I'm on the run

What's in the future, has it just begun
Blinded by science, I'm on the run

I worry 'bout the world that we live in
I'm worried by all the confusion
I wonder 'bout the lies I've been reading
I wonder where this madness is leading

Is this a road going nowhere?
Is someone leading us somewhere?
I can't believe we're here for no reason
There must be something we can believe in

Blinded by science, I'm on the run
I'm not an appliance, don't turn me on
What's in the future, has it just begun
Blinded by science, I'm on the run

Blinded by science, I'm on the run
I'm blinded by science, on the run
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Writer: HUMBERTO NIEVES, SERGIO GEORGE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SOMERSET SONGS PUBLISHING INC




Do What You Like

Don't tell me what you can't do
Never had a hold on you
And don't tell me where you'd rather be
Just say the word, I'll set you free

You won't believe what you won't see
The only one you'll lose is me
Don't tell me what you can't do, oh no

Give a little, I need a lot
You never think about what we've got
Maybe our breakup is long overdue
If it's over me, it's up to you

Don't make it harder than you need to
You're old enough to hear the truth
Don't tell me what you can't do

I'd do anything to make you stay
I'd be a fool to let you get away
They say true love never runs smooth
But when it's gone, what can you do?

You won't believe what you won't see
The only one you'll lose is me
Do what you like, you know that you can, mmm

Don't let her go!
Maybe I should let her know
I'll try to be strong
But it's wrong!
I'm gonna have to let her go
If you walk out on me
I'd be lonely as a man could be

You won't believe what you won't see
The only one you'll lose is me
Do what you like, you know that you can
But girl, if you're wrong, please understand
Do what you like, you know that you can
But girl, if you're wrong, please understand

Do what you like, you know that you can
Don't tell me what you can't do
But girl, if you're wrong, please understand
Never had a hold on you
Tell me you like, you know that you can
And don't tell me where you'd rather be
But girl, if you're wrong, please understand
Just say the word, I'll set you free

You won't believe what you won't see
The only one you'll lose is me
Girl, you're losing me
You're losing me
Just do what you like
Do what you like, girl

Walk out of me, walk out of me
Girl you walk out of me
Say the word, I'll set you free

You won't believe what you won't see
The only one you'll lose is me
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Rev On The Red Line

Two in a row, everybody knows
At the green light you rev it on the red line
Been waitin' all week to get my wheels on the street
Get my hands on the wheel, slide down in the seat

She's wearin' new colors and runnin' pretty good
I got four hundred horses tucked under the hood
But there's no need to panic, it's under control
We're aerodynamic and ready to roll

Rev on the red line
You're on your own
Rev on the red line
Just let it go

Runnin' all night on Lake Avenue
It's a piece of cake
If you know what to do
You've got to lose a few
'Til the stakes get high
When the odds are right
You just blow by

And make no mistake, there's women who just wait
For the man and machine with the best time

Rev on the red line
You're on your own
Feels like a lifetime
But soon you'll know

Wasn't long ago I could've lost my wheels
Had to outrun the law, it was no big deal
I guess they had a grudge, they were hot on my tracks
I had to pay off the judge to get my license back
Now I need to pin those needles, got to feel that heat
Hear my motor screamin' while I'm tearin' up the street

Rev on the red line
You're on your own
Rev on the red line
Just let it go

Rev on, rev on
Rev on, rev on

Don't think I'll ever learn to slow down
Rev on, you'll still be here and I'll be gone
Rev on, rev on
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Head Games is the third studio album by the British-American rock band Foreigner, released on 11 September 1979 by Atlantic Records. Recorded at Atlantic Studios in New York, with additional recording and whole mixing taking place at Cherokee Studios in Los Angeles, it was the only Foreigner album co-produced by Roy Thomas Baker, best known for working on Queen's classic albums.

It marked the first appearance of new bass guitarist Rick Wills (formerly of Jokers Wild, Roxy Music and Small Faces) who replaced Ed Gagliardi (who was fired from the band), and was the last album with founding members Ian McDonald and Al Greenwood, who would leave the band after the recording. Head Games is also the last Foreigner album to feature a lead vocal by guitarist Mick Jones ("The Modern Day").
Performed By: Foreigner
Genre(s): Hard rock
Length: 38:12
Released: September 11th, 1979
Year: 1979

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