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Beki Bondage - Cold Turkey - Hell Raiser
Cold Turkey
01. Son of a Preacher Man
02. Smells Like Teen Spirit
03. Be Bop a Lula
04. Move Over
05. Foxy Lady
06. Girls Got Rhythm
07. Hell Raiser
08. (Sittin on) The Dock of the Bay
09. Rave On
10. Telegram Sam
11. I Heard It Through the Grapevine
12. The Boys Are Back in Town
13. Cold Turkey
Mama let me out on a Saturday night
She said, "Go out, and get him go, and hold him tight"
I said, "Mama, you don't understand"
Every time I touch his hand
It's like I'm burning in the fires of hell
If I hold him too long, you never can tell
What'll happen to me, wouldn't want you to see
Look out!

He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look out!

He's like a live bombshell like he fell out of hell
And when he's shaking it
Ow, everyone fell at his feet
And that's neat and he took me
Completely by surprise with his ultrasonic eyes
Flashing like hysterical danger signs
That said, "Beware where you tread, or you'll go out of your head"
Look out!

He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look out!

Mama, you don't understand
Every time I touch his hand
It's like I'm burning in the fires of hell
If I hold him too long, you never can tell
What'll happen to me, wouldn't want you to see
Look out!

He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He's a hell-raiser, star chaser, trailblazer
Natural-born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

He's a hell-raiser, hell-raiser, hell-raiser, hell-raiser
Wow, look out!