Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap Line-up : Young, Young, Scott, Evans, Rudd Producteur : Harry Vanda & George Young Lieu d'enregistrement : Albert Studios, Sydney, Australie 01. Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap 02. Love At First Feels 03. Big Balls 04. Rocker 05. Problem Child 06. There's Gonna Be Some Rockin' 07. Ain't No Fun (Waiting Round To Be A Millionaire) 08. Ride On 09. Squealer -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 01. Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap If you're havin' trouble with your high school head He's givin' you the blues You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta do Pick up the phone I'm always home Call me any time Just ring 36 24 36 hey I lead a life of crime Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap You got problems in your life of love You got a broken heart (She's) he's double dealin' with your best friend That's when the teardrops start, fella Pick up the phone I'm here alone Or make a social call Come right in Forget about him We'll have ourselves a ball Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap If you got a lady and you want her gone But you ain't got the guts She keeps naggin' at you night and day Enough to drive you nuts Pick up the phone Leave her alone It's time you made a stand For a fee I'm happy to be Your back door man Dirty deeds done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT Done dirt cheap Neckties, contracts, high voltage Done dirt cheap -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 02. Love At First Feels You never told me where you came from You never told me your name I didn't know if you were legal tender But I spent you just the same I didn't think it could happen to me But I fell in love in the first degree It was love at first feel (I was touched with too much) They told me it was disgustin' They told me it was a sin They saw me knocking on your front door And they saw me smile when you let me in You and me baby we're all alone Let's get something goin' While your mum and dad ain't home It was love at first feel (Feel good just like I knew it would) -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 03. Big Balls Big Balls I'm ever upper class high society God's gift to ballroom notoriety I always fill my ballroom The event is never small The social pages say I've got The biggest balls of all I've got big balls I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all And my balls are always bouncing My ballroom always full And everybody cums and cums again If your name is on the guest list No one can take you higher Everybody says I've got Great balls of fire I've got big balls I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all Some balls are held for charity And some for fancy dress But when they're held for pleasure They're the balls that I like best My balls are always bouncing To the left and to the right It's my belief that my big balls Should be held every night I've got big balls I've got big balls And they're such big balls Dirty big balls And he's got big balls And she's got big balls But we've got the biggest balls of them all And I'm just itching to tell you about them Oh we had such wonderful fun Seafood cocktail, crabs, crayfish... Ball sucker -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 04. Rocker I'm a rocker I'm a roller I'm a right out of controller I'm a wheeler I'm a dealer I'm a wicked woman stealer I'm a bruiser I'm a cruiser I'm a rockin' rollin' man Got slicked back hair Skin tight jeans Cadillac car And a teenage dream I'm a rocker I'm a roller A rockin' rollin' man Got lorex socks Blue suede shoes V8 car And tattoos I'm a rocker I'm a roller A rockin' rollin' man -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 05. Problem Child Fuck this I am hot And when I'm not I'm cold as ice Get outta my way Just step aside Or pay the price What I want I take What I don't I break And I don't want you With a flick of my knife I can change your life There's nothing you can do I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Yes I am I'm a problem child And I'm wild Make my stand No man's land On my own Man in blue It's up to you The seed is sown What I want I stash What I don't I smash And you're on my list Dead or alive Got a .45 And I never miss Oh, I'm a problem child Ay, I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Just runnin' wild Just watch your step Every night Street light I drink my booze Some run Some fight But I win, they lose What I need I like What I don't I fight And I don't like you Say bye bye While your still alive Your time is through Cause I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child I'm a problem child Problem child I'm a problem child And my mother hates me I'm a problem child I'm a problem child (Problem child)... -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 06. There's Gonna Be Some Rockin' Well me and the boys Are out to have some fun Gonna put on a show Come on, let's go There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight Every night There's a rock 'n' roll queen Gonna quiver and quake Gonna shake her thing There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight (It's a rock 'n' roll show) We got a big fat sound Wanna share it round Got a big bass drum Gonna have some fun There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' There's gonna be some rockin' at the show tonight -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 07. Ain't No Fun (Waiting Round To Be A Millionaire) The following is a true story Only the names have been changed To protect the guilty Well I left my job in my home town And I headed for the smoke Got a rock 'n' roll band and a fast right hand Gonna get to the top Nothing's gonna stop us, no nothing So if you've got the money, we've got the sound You put it up and we'll put it down If you got the dollar, we got the song Just wanna boogie woogie all night long Yeah boogie I got holes in my shoes I got holes in my teeth I got holes in my socks I can't get no sleep I'm trying to make a million And I got patches on the patches On my old blue jeans Well they used to be blue When they used to be new When they used to be clean But I've got a mama, whose a hummer (And I've got a mama, whose a hummer) Whose keeping me alive (Just keepin' me alive) While I'm in the band doing drinking with the boys (While I'm doin' drinkin, she's working 9 to 5 with the boys) (She) knows her place that woman Just you wait One of these days see me driving round town In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce with the sun roof down My bottle of booze No summer time blues Shouting out, "Look at me" In my rock 'n' roll voice Ain't no fun waiting round to be a millionaire... "Hey hello Howard, how you doin', my next door neighbour?" "Oh yeah, get your fuckin' jumbo jet off my airport" -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 08. Ride On It's another lonely evening And another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty bottle And another empty bed Ain't too young to admit it And I'm not too old to lie I'm just another empty head That's why I'm lonely I'm so lonely But I know what I'm gonna do I'm gonna ride on Ride on Ride on, standing on the edge of the road Ride on, thumb in the air Ride on, one of these days I'm gonna Ride on, change my evil ways Till then I'll just keep dragging on Broke another promise And I broke another heart But I ain't too young to realize That I ain't too old to try Try to get back to the start And it's another red light nightmare Another red light street And I ain't too old to hurry Cause I ain't too old to die But I sure am hard to beat But I'm lonely Lord I'm lonely What am I gonna do Ride on Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket Ride on Ride on, going the wrong way Ride on, gonna change my evil ways Ride on, one of these days One of these days Ride on Ride on I'm gonna ride on Ride on, looking for a truck Ride on Ride on, keep on riding Riding on and on and on -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 09. Squealer She said she'd never been Never been touched before She said she'd never been This far before She said she'd never liked To be excited She said she'd always had Had to fight it (and she never won) She said she'd never been Never been balled before N' I don't think She'll ever ball no more (fixed 'er good) Hey squealer, when I held her hand Squealer, made her understand Squealer, when I kissed her lips Squealer, and sucked her finger tips Squealer, she started getting hot Squealer, made it hard to stop Squealer, it got too much Squealer, I think I've got the magic touch