Ellen Foley - Live in Carré 1980

01 What's a Matter Baby 3:36 Clyde Otis / Joy Byers
02 Stupid Girl 3:33 Mick Jagger / Keith Richards
03 Night Out 5:14 Philip Rambow
04 Beat of a Broken Heart 4:28 Ellen Foley / Fred Goodman
05 Ghost of a Chance 4:09 Ellen Foley / Fred Goodman
06 Lightnin' Strikes 4:22 Lou Christie / Twyla Herbert
07 Thunder and Rain 2:40 Graham Parker
08 Heaven Can Wait 4:35 Jim Steinman
09 Mystery Dance
Young Lust
7:04 Elvis Costello
Philip Rambow
10 We Belong To The Night 6:27 Ellen Foley / Fred Goodman
11 All Revved Up With No Place To Go 4:45 Jim Steinman

Recorded live at Koninklijk Theater Carré, Amsterdam on February 14th, 1980

Ellen Foley: Vocals
Russ Shirley: Guitar, vocals
Jeff Southworth: Guitar, vocals
Martin Briley: Bass, vocals
George Meyer: Keyboards, vocals
Joe Stefko: Drums

192kbps MP3

LIGHTNIN' STRIKES

Original: Lou Christie, single, 1965

I got this boyfriend you know, back in the US of A
He's always asking me, Where are you going? Who are you talking to? What are you doin'?
You know how they are
He doesn't understand
He doesn't understandthat sometimes I go to, ah, Amsterdam
And sometimes, I see somebody who looks like, ha ha, who looks like
He doesn't understand, so I say to him

Listen to me, baby, you gotta understand
You're old enough to know the makings of a man
Listen to me, baby, it's hard to settle down
Am I asking too much for you to stick around

Every boy wants a girl
He can trust to the very end
Baby, that's you
Won't you wait but until then?

When I see lips beggin' to be kissed (stop!)
I can't stop (stop!)
I can't stop myself, 'cause

Lightnin' striking again
Lightnin' striking again

Nature's takin' over my one-track mind
Believe it or not, you're in my heart all the time
All the girls are sayin' that you'll end up a fool
For the time being, baby, live by my rules

When I settle down
I want one baby on my mind
Forgive and forget
And I'll make up for all lost time

If she's put together fine
And she's readin' my mind (stop!)
I can't stop (stop!)
I can't stop myself

Lightnin' striking again
Lightnin' striking again....

If he gives me a sign
That he wants to make time (stop!)
I can't stop (stop!)
I can't stop myself, 'cause

Lightnin' striking again, oh, baby
Lightnin' striking again
Lightnin' striking again
Lightnin' striking again and again and and again and again (etc.)

This is a song about the hit parade Boy you better run Boy you better hide Ooh they're gonna get ya Take you for a ride They're the men of the hit parade Yeah you're number one Shinin up the gun Baby cause you hot You're on the ... of the hit parade You know they want you cause you got a lot of golden treasures (well that's too bad baby) but maybe i could be of some kind of use and maybe we could ... better to it yeah yeah you know what to do So do it It's up to you You could've crossed your lover You could've crossed your friend But when you Change your face your name One way or the other I know it's tricky cause you can't afford the cash and carry (I know how you feel baby) You know they want you cause you got a lot of golden treasures (well that's too bad baby) but maybe i could be of some kind of use and maybe we could ... better to it yeah yeah you know what to do So do it It's up to you You're on the hit, hit, the hit parade

MYSTERY DANCE

Original: Elvis Costello, My Aim Is True, 1977

Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill
He jumped out the window 'cause he couldn't sit still
Juliet was waiting with a safety net
He said, Don't bury me 'cause I'm not dead yet

Why don't you tell me about the mystery dance
I wanna know about the mystery dance
Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried, and I'm still mystified
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied

Well, I remember when the lights went out
And I was tryin' to make it look like it was never in doubt
She thought that I knew, and I thought that she knew
So both of us were willing, but we didn't know how to do it

Why don't you tell me about the mystery dance
I wanna know about the mystery dance
Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried, and I'm still mystified
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied....

Well, I was down under the covers in the middle of the night
Tryin' to discover my left foot from my right
You can see those pictures in any magazine
But what's the use of looking when you don't know what they mean?

Why don't you tell me about the mystery dance
I wanna know about the mystery dance
Why don't you show me 'cause I've tried and I've tried, and I'm still mystified
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied
I can't do it anymore and I'm not satisfied....

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