Nutbush City Limits (The 90's Version) - Tina Turner

There's a church house, gin house, School house, outhouse. On U.S. 19, Hey, the people keep the city clean. They call it Nutbush, Ah, Nutbush, Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits. 25 is the speed limit, Motorcycles not allowed in. Go to town on Saturday, Go to church every Sunday. Up in... Up in... Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits. No whiskey for sale, Can't find a female. Salt pork and molasses All you gonna get if you end in jail. In... In... Nutbush city, Nutbush city limits. Say it again! Little old town, oh, down in Tennessee: A quiet little ol' community. A real quiet, real southern community. Nothing much ever happens in Nutbush. You can hear the corn grow. You got to watch out for the police, You're driving through Nutbush. You better watch out for the police, If you're driving through Nutbush. You got to watch out for the police, Eye for the police, Keep an eye for the police, Keep an eye for the police, Eye for the police! Oh! Nutbush city limits! Nutbush city limits! Nutbush city limits! Stay alive!

"Nutbush city limits" A church house gin house A school house out house On highway number nineteen The people keep the city clean They call it Nutbush oh nutbush Call it nutbush city limits Twenty-five was the speed limit Motorcycle not allowed in it You go to the store on friday You go to church on sunday They call it Nutbush oh nutbush Call it nutbush city limits You go to the fields on weekdays And have a picnic on labor day You go to town on saturday But go to the church ev'ry sunday They call it Nutbush oh nutbush Call it nutbush city limits No whiskey for sale You can't cop no bail Salt pork and molasses Is all you get in jail They call it Nutbush oh nutbush Call it nutbush city limits Little old town in tennessee That's called a quiet little old Community A one-horse town you have to Watch What you're puttin' down in old Nutbush They call it Nutbush oh nutbush Call it nutbush city

Anger and lust, My senses running amok. Bewildered and deluded, Have I been hit by a truck. With my tongue inside his [...?...], Felt like the time in the womb. But I woke up with a headache that split my skull, Alone in the room. I got down on the floor with my head pressed between my knees, Ip to my neck with my teeth sunk into my own flesh. I said, baby, oh sweetheart. Lust turns to anger, A kiss to a slug. Something was sticking, On the shag rug, look at the tiles. I remember the way he groaned, Moved with an animal skill, My face in the sweat that ran down his chest, It's all, very, run of the mill. I noticed that his scent started to change somehow, His face went berserk, veins bulged on his brow. I said baby, oh sweetheart. Bondage to lust, Abuse of facility. Blackmailed emotions confused, The demon and devilty. I was sure his attentions were sweet, And that mine were as well. But a wish is a shot in the dark, When your coin's down the well. I got out in the hall with my teeth in my head, Up into my neck I said, said, said, Dead. I said baby, oh sweetheart. Giacoppo) for their help.

First time I saw her in them cut off jeans. I knew that I'd be in for a treat. Next thing I knew she had me tongue-tied. She had me shakin' from my head to my feet. Never should'a underestimated her eyes. Her smile or them long, long legs. Now she's got me down on my hands and knees. And all I can do is beg. Haywire She's got me goin' haywire I'll never get tired. Never seen a woman do what she can do. Inspired She's got my soul feelin' inspired And full o' desire She's hotter than fire. She's got me goin' haywire. Haywire Every time we take a little ride in my truck She likes the country turned way up Do a little dancin' on a long dirt road. She likes to show me the definition of love. Take a little dip in the river at night. Way out under the stars Fresh air is good for a country girl. And that country girl is good for my heart. Haywire She's got me goin' haywire I'll never get tired. Never seen a woman do what she can do. Inspired She's got my soul feelin' inspired And full o' desire She's hotter than fire. She's got me goin' haywire. Haywire Haywire She's got me goin' haywire I'll never get tired. Never seen a woman do what she can do. Inspired She's got my soul feelin' inspired And full o' desire She's hotter than fire. She's got me goin' haywire. Haywire She's hotter than fire She's got me goin' haywire Haywire

(Neil Tennant/Chris Lowe) You don't need to give me reasons I'll understand Somethings are best kept secret And you've done all you can I want no recompense Just as much as you can give of yourself If that makes sense I'll keep it confidential Each secret confidential It may come as some surprise But I can stay secret from prying eyes So don't worry, I'll keep it confidential Between you and me Go on tell me that you love me Show me you dare We may not venture out in public At least I know, you care It can't be guaranteed Just give me what you can of yourself That's all I need I'll keep it confidential Each secret confidential It may come as some surprise But I can stay secret from prying eyes So don't worry, I'll keep it confidential Between you and me No one will know Who I am I think it's possible only to love [Each secret... confidential] You play such silly games But if everyone knew about us I'd feel no shame I'll keep it confidential Each secret confidential It may come as some surprise But I can stay secret from prying eyes So don't worry, I'll keep it confidential Between you and me Each secret.confidential... oh yeah Each secret.confidential