What have I gotta do to make you love me?
What have I gotta do to make you care?
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you’re not there?
What do I do to make you want me?
What have I gotta do to be heard?
What do I say when it’s all over?
And sorry seems to be the hardest word
Some turnout, a hundred grand
Get with it, we’ll shake his hand
Don’t bother to understand
Don’t question the little man
Be part of the brotherhood
Yes, it’s chain lightning
It feels so good
Your life long membership is free,
Keep a-giving each brother all you can.
Oh, aren’t you proud to be in that fraternity,
The great big brotherhood of man?
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No, not just for some, but for everyone
Everyone, we got to get together, now
Oh, yeah, love’s the only thing that matters anyhow
And the beauty of life can only survive
If we love one another
Wait, who’s that guy?
Just hangin’ at your pad
He’s lookin’ kinda (bummed)
Yeah, you broke up that’s too bad
I guess it’s fair
If he always pays the rent
And he doesn’t get bent
About sleepin’ on the couch when I’m there
It’s knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it’s knowing I’m not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
When it’s cold outside and you want to sleep in
Go for a pallet that’s so nice and thin
Zip it on around while it’s on the ground
Spread it out and lay it on down
Slip inside my sleeping bag
Slip inside my sleeping bag
((What I always appreciated about ZZ Top was the subtlety of their lyrics. ))
Lay down, Sally, and rest here in my arms
Don’t you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I’ve been trying all night long just to talk to you
I was in my apartment all alone
when I heard a ring tingling on the telly-phone,
I said “Who’s that at half past three?”
And a frightening voice came back at me!
“Sssssss! Ssssssss! I am The Viper!
I’ll sssee you in seven weekss”
Hello, how are you?
Have you been alright
Through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights?
That’s what I’d say
I’d tell you everything
If you’d pick up that telephone