Dirty Work

Written by Donald Fagen and Walter Carl Becker

Performed by Steely Dan

Times are hard
You're afraid to pay the fee
So you find yourself somebody
Who can do the job for free
When you need a bit of lovin'
'Cause your man is out of town
That's the time you get me runnin'
And you know I'll be around

I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah
I don't wanna do your dirty work
No more
I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah

Light the candle
Put the lock upon the door
You have sent the maid home early
Like a thousand times before
Like the castle in its corner
In a medieval game
I foresee terrible trouble
And I stay here just the same

I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah
I don't wanna do your dirty work
No more
I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah

I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah
I don't wanna do your dirty work
No more
I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah
I don't wanna do your dirty work
No more
I'm a fool to do your dirty work
Oh yeah

Walk Away Joe

Written by Vincent Melamed and Greg W. Barnhill 

Performed by Trisha Yearwood

Mama told her baby girl take it real slow 

Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go 

He's waiting in the car 

Mama said girl you won't get far 

Thus are the dreams of an average Jane 

Ninety miles an hour down a lovers lane 

On a tank of dreams 

Oh if she could've only seen 

That fate's got cards that it don't want to show, and

That boy's just a walkaway Joe 

Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go 

Destined to deceive her 

He's the wrong kind of paradise 

She's gonna know it in a matter of time 

That boy's just a walkaway Joe 

Now just a little while into Abilene 

He pulls into a station and he robs it clean 

She's waiting in the car, oh, underneath the Texaco star 

She only wanted love didn't bargain for this 

She can't help but love him for the way he his 

She's only seventeen and there ain't no reasoning 

So she'll ride this ride as far as it can go, 'cause

That boy's just a walkaway Joe 

Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go 

Destined to deceive her 

He's the wrong kind of paradise 

She's gonna know it in a matter of time 

That boy's just a walkaway Joe 

Somewhere in a roadside motel room

Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon 

And reaches for his arms 

But she'll just keep reaching on 

For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known 

That boy's just a walk away Joe 

Born to be a leaver tell you from the word go 

Destined to deceive her He's the wrong kind of paradise 

But it was just another lesson in life

That boy was a walkaway Joe 

Mmm yeah, 

All he was was a walkaway Joe Oh, (Walkaway Joe) 

He was a walkaway Joe Mmm

I Gotta Feeling

Written by Will Adams, Jaime Gomez, Stacy Ferguson, David Guetta, Frederic Riesterer and Allan Pineda

Performed by Black Eyed Peas

I got a feeling
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feeling
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night

{A feeling (Woo-hoo)}
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
{A feeling (Woo-hoo)}
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (Fee-)

Tonight's the night, let's live it up
I got my money, let's spend it up (I feel-)
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, let's kick it off (I feel-)
{I know that we'll have a ball}
{If we get down and go out and just lose it all}
I feel {stressed out, I wanna let it go}
Let's go way out, spaced out, and losin' all control

Fill up my cup, mazel tov
Look at her dancin', just take it off (I feel-)
Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down
Let's burn the roof
{And then we'll do it again} (I feel-)
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
And do it, and do it, {let's live it up}
And do it, and do it, and do it, do it, do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it

'Cause I got a feeling (Woo-hoo)
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
A feeling (Woo-hoo)
{That tonight's gonna be a good night}
{That tonight's gonna be a good night}
{That tonight's gonna be a good, good night} (Fee-)

Tonight's the night (Hey)
Let's live it up {Let's live it up}
I got my money (I'm paying)
Let's spend it up (Let's spend it up)
Go out and smash it {Smash it}
Like oh my God (Like oh my God)
Jump off that sofa (Come on), let's kick it off

Fill up my cup {Drank}
Mazel tov (L'chaim)
Look at her dancin' {Move it, move it}, just take it off
Let's paint the town (Paint the town)
We'll shut it down (Shut it down)
Let's burn the roof
{And then we'll do it again}
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
And do it, and do it, {let's live it up}
And do it, and do it, and do it, do it, do it
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, do it, do it, do it

Here we come, here we go, we gotta rock
Easy come, easy go, now we on top
Fill the shot, body rock, rock it don't stop
Round and round, up and down, around the clock
{Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (Do it)}
{Friday, Saturday, Saturday to Sunday (Do it)}
{Weekend get-get-get with us, you know what we say}
{Party every day, p-p-p-party every day}

{And I'm feeling (Woo-hoo)}
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
{A feeling (Woo-hoo)}
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night

Woo-hoo

Heartbreaker

Written by Geoff Gill and Cliff Wade

Performed by Pat Benatar

Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head
Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of sinner to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner and you know that you were born to be

You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around, no, no, no

Your love has set my soul on fire, burnin' out of control
You taught me the ways of desire, now it's takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner and you know that you were born to be

You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around, no, no, no

You're the right kind of sinner to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner and you know that you were born to be

You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me

You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker
Heartbreaker

Clap for the Wolfman

Written by Burton Cummings, Bill Wallace and Kurt Winter

Performed by The Guess Who

Clap for the Wolfman, he gonna rate your record high
Clap for the Wolfman, you gonna dig him till the day you die
Clap for the Wolfman, he gonna rate your record high
(Mmm... Yes, gracious!)
Clap for the Wolfman, you gonna dig him till the day you die

Doo-Ron-Ron and the Duke of Earl - they were friends of mine
I was on my moonlight drive
Snuggled in - say, baby, just one kiss - she said no, no, no
Romance ain't keeping me alive
Said, hey, baby, d'you wanna coo-coo-coo? - she said uh, uh, uh
So, I was left out in the cold
I said, you're what I've been dreaming of - she said I don't want to know

(Oh, you know - she was diggin' the cat on the radio)

Clap for the Wolfman - he gonna rate your record high
(Yes, baby, I'm your doctor of love)
Clap for the Wolfman - you gonna dig him till the day you die
(Everybody talks about the Wolfman's Pompitous of Love)

Seventy-five or eighty miles an hour she hollered, slow, slow, slow
Baby, I can stop right on a dime
I said, hey, baby, give me just one kiss - she said no, no, no
But, how was I to bide my time?
Said, hey, baby, d'you wanna coo-coo-coo? - she said uh, uh, uh
I said, I'm about to overload
I said, you're what I've been living for - she said I don't want to know
(You thought she was diggin' you, but she was diggin me!)

Clap for the Wolfman - he gonna rate your record high
(As long as you got the curves, baby, I got the angles)
Clap for the Wolfman - you gonna dig him till the day you die
(It's all according to how your boogaloo situation stands, you understand)

Clap for the Wolfman - he gonna rate your record high
(You ain't gonna get 'em, cause I got 'em)
Clap for the Wolfman - you gonna dig him till the day you die
(You might want to try, but I'm gonna keep em!)
(Ain't that right, girls?)
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman (and I got them all)
Clap for the Wolfman