Lyrics From The Album:
      SHOTS FROM A COLD NIGHTMARE

      HOT NITE IN DALLAS
      (Moon Martin)

      I was born in a bass drum
      Brought up by a guitar
      My mama kept a house of hags
      And my daddy dressed in drag

      Chorus:

      A hot nite in Dallas
      Feel the southern wind
      A hot nite in Dallas
      And the sheets stickin' to my skin

      Bodies laid in the gutter
      Dark roll the moon
      It shines through her gown
      As the woman's taking me down

      (Chorus)

      Lay me in a pine box
      In a dark desolate place
      On a moonlit night
      Nail a board above my face

      (Chorus)

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      VICTIM OF ROMANCE
      (Moon Martin)

      A new girl checked into my school
      I don't care I'm playin' it cool
      Every one I had
      Turned out so bad
      Ooh when she spoke
      I knew my heart was broke
      Out in the street
      Murdered at your feet

      Chorus:

      Victim
      Victim
      I'm a victim of romance

      Homeroom study hall
      I knew that I was gonna fall
      Late at night I weep
      Mumble in my sleep
      Yeah knock on wood
      Say I never felt this good
      Heaven above
      It must be love

      (Chorus)

      Cold blooded felony
      Murder in the first degree
      It's a crime
      What she done to my spine
      Yeah knock on wood
      Say I never felt so good
      Look out kid
      That's what she did

      (Chorus)

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      NIGHT THOUGHTS
      (Moon Martin)

      I found my dream sinking away
      The look in my eye was here to stay
      You know I laugh too much to be real
      It's only a screen to hide what I feel

      Night thoughts
      Night thoughts
      Night thoughts are killing me

      Closing day drifts into night
      Things in my head don't come out right
      How you used and cleverly took
      What freedom I owned in just one look

      Night thoughts
      Night thoughts
      Night thoughts are killing me

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      PAID KILLER
      (Moon Martin)

      I thought you were a friend of mine
      Last night I seen you as your kind

      Chorus:

      A paid killer
      A paid killer
      Only twenty-five killin' me alive

      The sun was dry the streets were hot
      You laid me out in one cold shot

      (Chorus)

      Careful now of what you crave
      It led me right into a grave

      (Chorus)

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      CADILLAC WALK
      (Moon Martin)

      When the moon comes up the sun goes down
      Rita starts to creep around
      Gets a flame in her blood fire on her breath
      Fourteen names notched on her chest
      She gotta rose tattooed on her thigh
      Dead men raise and sigh
      And it drives my young blood wild

      My baby's got the Cadillac walk

      When Rita turns down her bed
      Grown men plead and beg
      Baby honey baby you're the one
      Carve your name right on my gun
      Ain't she something nice
      Bones rattle my dice
      I slobber down my side

      My baby's got the Cadillac walk

      Lonely tonight honey hear my call
      She said boy I won't make you crawl
      Rita pound by pound
      Knows how to work it down
      Weep and cry to and fro
      Leave your heart she'll steal your gold
      No matter what the cost
      Ooh...them duel exhaust
      Make my motor sigh

      My baby's got the Cadillac walk

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      BAD CASE OF LOVIN' YOU
      (Moon Martin)

      Hot summer night felt like a net
      I got to find my baby yet
      I need you to soothe my head
      Turn my blue heart to red

      Chorus:

      Doctor, doctor give me the news
      I gotta bad case of loving you
      No pills gonna cure my ill
      I gotta bad case of loving you

      Pretty face don't make a pretty heart
      I learned that buddy from the start
      You think I'm cute a little bit shy
      Mama I ain't that kind of guy

      (Chorus)

      I know you like it. You like it on top
      Tell me mama are you going to stop
      You had me down twenty one to zip
      A smile of Judas on your lip
      Shake my fist pound on wood
      I got it bad and I got it good

      (Chorus)

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      HANDS DOWN
      (Moon Martin)

      I've been made mean with misery
      What a fool you proved I could be

      Chorus:

      Hands down my strength is gone
      Hands down I can't go on
      You win hands down hands down

      Now the moon rises in the sky
      Somehow these tears got in my eye

      (Chorus)

      Remember September when you loved Johnny true
      I'll never no no never let you see you made me blue
      That's enough I've already paid
      Promises they're too easy made

      (Chorus)

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      YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME
      (Moon Martin)

      You never say you love me
      I don't hear it at all
      I don't know why
      I'm fool enough to cry
      Then comes the night
      I get so low oh yeah I get so blue

      I know you don't care about me

      Walking in the streets
      Lately I find
      You in my heart
      You on my mind
      It's falling dark
      I saw you with him
      Oh how it struck me through

      I know you don't care about me
      Yeah you don't care about me

      I know you've been laughing at me
      Who cares it's finally through

      I know you don't care about me
      Yeah you don't care about me

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      SHE'S A PRETENDER
      (Moon Martin)

      Telephone don't ring
      I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear you ring
      My baby's got long black hair
      She lies about how much she cares

      She's a pretender

      Last night was wrong
      Baby you done baby you done me wrong
      Out of her boot she pulled a knife
      Get back I'm gonna take your life

      She's a pretender

      There's talk around town
      Mama you've been going down
      Take a man's advice
      You won't live to do it twice

      Baby you got a pretty face
      She got a pretty, she got a pretty face
      You said you was so nice and all
      Then I found you down in juvenile hall

      She's a pretender

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      This album also contains "All I've Got To Do"
      (Lennon/McCartney)


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