There she stands
To one side
Dressed in black
From thigh to thigh
Stand back
Give us some room
In them black stacked boots
Are you kickin' »
Kickin' the Stall
Stereo
by Paul Westerberg
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She's growing antennas out of her thighs to monitor her opponent's thighs she's getting an equipment rash on her thighs to repulse the tourists that »
Herpes Simplex 2
Queen Hygiene II/Rough Day at the Orifice
by Arab on Radar
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Poodle doos and saddle shoes don't mean a thing to me,
it's your thigh high nylons that bring me to my knees.
Bring back the classic bob, and drop »
Thigh High Nylons
Masterpieces: 1991-2002 [Bonus Tracks]
by Mustard Plug
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(the pilot of your thighs)
Genevieve, genevieve
Dreaming of those castles in the sky
Genevieve, genevieve
And clocks that couldn't wait to tell »
Genevieve
Patchwork: Musique de Christian Lacroix
by Perry Blake
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When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the chills all over me
Quivers down my backbone
Got me shaking in my thigh bone
Shivers »
Shakin' All Over
The Party Ain't Over
by Wanda Jackson
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a new belief today,
But he'll never hound you;
Stamp on the ground, you children, come on!
Clap your hands! Slap your thigh!
Hallelujah! »
Clap Yo' Hands
Sings the George Gershwin Almanac of Song
by Chris Connor
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a new belief today,
But he'll never hound you;
Stamp on the ground, you children, come on!
Clap your hands! Slap your thigh!
Hallelujah! »
Clap Yo Hands
Sings the George Gershwin Almanac of Song [Japan]
by Chris Connor
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a new belief today,
But he'll never hound you;
Stamp on the ground, you children, come on!
Clap your hands! Slap your thigh!
Hallelujah! »
Clap Yo' Hands
Bright and Shiny
by Doris Day
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Oh don't you feel my leg, don't you feel my leg
'Cause if you feel my leg, you'll want to feel my thigh
Don't you feel my thigh, you'll wanna move »
Don't You Make Me High
Pay the Devil
by Van Morrison
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Clap-a yo' hands, slap-a yo' thigh
Halleluyah, halleluyah
Ev'rybody, come along and join the jubilee
Clap-a yo' hands, slap-a yo' thigh
Don'tcha »
Clap Yo' Hands
Pearl Bailey Sings Porgy and Bess and Other Gershwin Melodies
by Pearl Bailey
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Oh, don't you feel my leg, don't you feel my leg
Cause if you feel my leg, you'll want to feel my thigh
Don't you feel my thigh, you'll wanna move »
Don't You Make Me High
Live at Austin City Limits
by Van Morrison
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to understand.
I'm your man, child. Lord of the thighs.
Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here?
She's flashin' 'cross the floor,
Make it »
Lord of the Thighs
Get Your Wings
by Aerosmith
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Your leg bone connected to your knee bone
Your knee bone connected to your thigh bone
Your thigh bone connected to your hip bone
Your hip bone »
Dry Bones
The Complete Capitol Four Freshmen Fifties Sessions
by The Four Freshmen
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I will wade out
Till my thighs are steeped
In burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
And leap into the ripe air
Alive with closed eyes »
Sun in My Mouth [DVD]
Vespertine [DualDisc]
by Björk
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while i hope for a glimpse of what she will not let me have between her thighs. puts on a show for me; a movie just for me. she says "look but don't »
Too Worked Up
Teen Punks in Heat
by Screeching Weasel
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a great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
Great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
Now oooh
You got a great big leg
Got a whoppin' thigh
And every time you move »
Big Fat Woman
Facets [Bonus Tracks]
by Jim Croce
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When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the chills all over me
Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got »
Shakin' All Over
The Best of Bachman-Turner Overdrive: Live
by Bachman-Turner Overdrive
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thighs
Again
Blindin' his eyes
Rushin' through his veins
Tricklin' down thighs
Again
Salt water
Salt water
Salt water
Salt water
Salt water »
Salt Water
NakedSelf
by The The
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Once I went to Barstow
Then I went to bed
First my friend was with me
Then my friend was dead
All his clothes were burned up
And his thighs were red »
Death in Barstow
Fingerprince (Tourniquet Of Roses)
by The Residents
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getting it on
On and on and on [Repeat: x4]
Come on, hot rod, give me, your wad [Repeat: x4]
Huh. What? Show me what you got
Rub it against my thigh »
Hot Rod
The Teaches of Peaches
by Peaches
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within I count the freckles on her shoulders I taste confection 'tween her thighs »
Sourheart
Terrifyer
by Pig Destroyer
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I sneak a sniff of her live wire hair.
It is bright red with random sparks.
My bionic sister teaches me inhumanity.
Parting her silver thighs »
Sheet Metal Girl
Prowler in the Yard [Bonus Track]
by Pig Destroyer
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eye to thigh
As she looks down from above
Only to be recognized
As his former love
It's the nature of things »
Glass Sandwich
Tales from the Punchbowl
by Primus
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From those dark Bolivian skies
To Jackie's blood soaked thighs
From the grave of Salvador
To the endless, mindless war
I do believe it's reigning »
Reigning Terror
Lies Inc./Dear Valued Customer
by Snog
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to thigh to mind [Repeat: x4]
Shin to toe to thigh to mind to mine
Sometimes it seems
All the birds are flying south
While I am grounded
One day »
Flowers Bloom
Solace
by Mandalay
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