Lyrics Heart Attack and Vine (Remastered) - Screamin' Jay Hawkins
                                                Liar 
                                                liar 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                pants 
                                                on 
                                                fire
 
                                    
                                
                                                White 
                                                spades 
                                                hangin′ 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                telephone 
                                                wire
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gamblers 
                                                reevaluate 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                dotted 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                never 
                                                recognize 
                                                yourself 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doctor, 
                                                lawyer, 
                                                beggar 
                                                man 
                                                thief
 
                                    
                                
                                                Philly 
                                                Joe 
                                                remarkable 
                                                looks 
                                                on 
                                                in 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                want 
                                                    a 
                                                taste 
                                                of 
                                                madness, 
                                                you′ll 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                wait 
                                                in 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                probably 
                                                see 
                                                someone 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boney's 
                                                high 
                                                on 
                                                china 
                                                white, 
                                                Shorty 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                punk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                there 
                                                ain′t 
                                                no 
                                                devil, 
                                                there's 
                                                just 
                                                God 
                                                when 
                                                he′s 
                                                drunk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                this 
                                                stuff 
                                                will 
                                                probably 
                                                kill 
                                                you, 
                                                let's 
                                                do 
                                                another 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                you 
                                                meet 
                                                me 
                                                down 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                that 
                                                little 
                                                Jersey 
                                                girl 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                see-through 
                                                top
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                peddle 
                                                pushers 
                                                sucking 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                soda 
                                                pop
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                    I 
                                                bet 
                                                she′s 
                                                still 
                                                    a 
                                                virgin 
                                                but 
                                                it's 
                                                only 
                                                twenty-five 
                                                ′til 
                                                nine
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                    a 
                                                million 
                                                of 
                                                'em 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                off 
                                                in 
                                                Iowa 
                                                against 
                                                your 
                                                scrambled 
                                                eggs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Than 
                                                crawling 
                                                down 
                                                Cahuenga 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                broken 
                                                pair 
                                                of 
                                                legs
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                find 
                                                your 
                                                ignorance 
                                                is 
                                                blissful 
                                                every 
                                                goddamn 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your′re 
                                                waitin′ 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                RTD 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boney's 
                                                high 
                                                on 
                                                china 
                                                white, 
                                                Shorty 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                punk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                there 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                devil, 
                                                there′s 
                                                just 
                                                God 
                                                when 
                                                he's 
                                                drunk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                this 
                                                stuff 
                                                will 
                                                probably 
                                                kill 
                                                you, 
                                                let′s 
                                                do 
                                                another 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                you 
                                                meet 
                                                me 
                                                down 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Liar 
                                                liar 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                pants 
                                                on 
                                                fire
 
                                    
                                
                                                White 
                                                spades 
                                                hangin' 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                telephone 
                                                wire
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gamblers 
                                                reevaluate 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                dotted 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                never 
                                                recognize 
                                                yourself 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doctor, 
                                                lawyer, 
                                                beggar 
                                                man 
                                                thief
 
                                    
                                
                                                Philly 
                                                Joe 
                                                remarkable 
                                                looks 
                                                on 
                                                in 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                want 
                                                    a 
                                                taste 
                                                of 
                                                madness, 
                                                you′ll 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                wait 
                                                in 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                You′ll 
                                                probably 
                                                see 
                                                someone 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                that 
                                                little 
                                                Jersey 
                                                girl 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                see-through 
                                                top
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                peddle 
                                                pushers 
                                                sucking 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                soda 
                                                pop
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                    I 
                                                bet 
                                                she's 
                                                still 
                                                    a 
                                                virgin 
                                                but 
                                                it′s 
                                                only 
                                                twenty-five 
                                                'til 
                                                nine
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                    a 
                                                million 
                                                of 
                                                ′em 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Boney's 
                                                high 
                                                on 
                                                china 
                                                white, 
                                                Shorty 
                                                found 
                                                    a 
                                                punk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don′t 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                there 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                devil, 
                                                there's 
                                                just 
                                                God 
                                                when 
                                                he′s 
                                                drunk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                this 
                                                stuff 
                                                will 
                                                probably 
                                                kill 
                                                you, 
                                                let′s 
                                                do 
                                                another 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                you 
                                                say 
                                                you 
                                                meet 
                                                me 
                                                down 
                                                on 
                                                heartattack 
                                                and 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Is You is or is You Ain't My Baby (Remasterd)
2 I Feel Alright (Remastered)
3 I Put a Spell on You (Dance Version) (Remastered)
4 I Hear You Knockin' (Remastered)
5 Heart Attack and Vine (Remastered)
6 Ignant and Shit (Remastered)
7 Swamp Gas (Remastered)
8 Voodoo Priestess (Remastered)
9 Ice Cream Man (Remastered)
10 I Want Your Body (Remastered)
11 Ol' Man River (Remastered)
12 Strokin' (Remastered)
13 My Best Friend's Girl (Remastered)
14 Another Pain (Remastered)
15 Strange (Remastered)
16 I Don't Know (Remastered)
17 Who's Been Talkin' (Remastered)
18 I Believe (Remastered)
19 Stone Crazy (Remastered)
20 Last Saturday Night (Remastered)
21 Call the Plumber (Remastered)
22 I Wanna Know (Remastered)
23 Sherilyn Fenn (Remastered)
24 Late Night Hawkins (Remastered)
25 On the Job (Remastered)
26 I Am the Queen (Remastered)
27 Somethin' Funny Goin' On (Remastered)
28 I Am the Cool (Remastered)
29 Whistling Past the Graveyard (Remastered)
30 Rock the House (Remastered)
31 Amy Fisher Part 1 (Remastered)
32 Scream the Blues (Remastered)
33 Brujo (Remastered)
34 You Make Me Sick (Remastered)
35 Amy Fisher Part 2 (Remastered)
36 Give It a Break (Remastered)
37 When You Walked out the Door (Remastered)
38 Fourteen Wives (Remastered)
39 Amy Fisher Part 3 (Remastered)
40 Upsettin' Me (Remastered)
41 Make You Mine (Remastered)
42 Just for You (Remastered)
43 Shut Your Mouth When You Sneeze (Remastered)
44 Clam Bake (Remastered)
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