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Nightclubbing
Grace Jones' fith album, released in 1981. Produced by Chris Blackwell and Alex Sadkin, for Island Records LTD. Backing Vocals by Grace Jones. Recorded at Compass Point Studios, Nassau, Bahamas. Singles released from this album include "Pull Up To The Bumper". Many fans regaurd this album as Grace Jones at her best.
1. Walking In The Rain
2. Pull Up To The Bumper
3. Use Me
4. Nightclubbing
5. Art Groupie
6. I've Seen That Face Before (Libertango)
7. Feel Up
8. Demolition Man
9. I've Done It Again
Walking In The Rain (H. Vanda / G. Young)Walking down the street,
Kicking cans,
Looking at the billboards,
(?)
Summing up the people,
Checking out the race,
Doing what I'm doing,
Feeling out of place,Walking, walking,
In the rain.Feeling like a woman,
Looking like a man,
Sounding like a no-no,
Mating when I can,
Whistling in the darkness,
Shining in the night,
Coming to conclusions,
Right is night is tight,Walking, walking,
In the rain.Come in all you jesters,
Enter all you fools,
Sit down no-no's,
Vulgar fools,
Trip the light fantastic,
Dance the swivel hips,
Coming to conclusions,
Button up your lips,Walking, walking,
In the rain.Pull Up To The Bumper (K.K. Baya / G.Jones / D.Mano)
Driving down those city streets,
Waiting to get down,
Won't you get your big machine,
Somewhere in this town?Now in the parking lot garage,
You'll find the proper place,
Just follow all the written rules,
You'll fit into the space.Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limosine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.Pull up, to it, don't drive, through it,
Back it, up twice, now that, fit's nice.Operate around the clock,
Why don't you come in?
I've got lot's of space for everyone,
Why don't you my friend?(Lines are short),
I'll pick you up so won't you please come on,
Shiny sleek machine believe,
It I've got to blow your horn.Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limosine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.Pull up to it, don't drive through it,
Back it, up twice, now that fits nice,
Race it, straighten it, let me luricate,
Pull up to my bumper baby. (to end)Use Me (B. Withers)
My friends feel that, is there a point of duty?
And he keeps trying to tell me,
All you wanna do is use me,
But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby,Now I'm gonna to spread the news,
And if it feels this good then use?
Keep on using me 'til you've used me up.Use Me.
Use Me.Mother sat down,
And you know she told me,
"If he can overcome you, all he's gonna do is use You",
But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby.Now I'm going to spread the new.
And if it feels this good then use?
Keep on using me 'til you've used me up.Use Me.
Use Me.Now I'm going to spread the news,
And if it feels this good then use?
Come on and keep on using me 'til you've used me up.Use Me.
Sometimes it's true,
You really do abuse me,
I lost the only people,
Who ever really didn't use Me,
But oh baby, when you love me I can't get enough, oh baby.Now I'm going to spread the news,
And if it feels this good then use?
Well keep on using me 'til you've used me up.'Til you've used me up,
Come on and use me up.Use Me.
Nightclubbing (I. Pop / D. Bowie)
Louder, can you hear me?
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're what's happening,
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're an ice machine,
We see people brand new people,
They're something to see,
We're nightclubbing,
Bright-white clubbing,
Oh isn't it wild?Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're walking through town,
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We walk like a ghost,
We learn dances brand new dances,
Like the nuclear bomb,
We're nightclubbing,
Bright white clubbing,
Oh isn't it wild?Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're what's happening,
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're an ice machine,
We see people brand new people,
They're something to see,
We're nightclubbing,
Bright-white clubbing,
Oh isn't it wild?Art Groupie (B. Reynolds / G. Jones )
I'll never write my memoirs,
There's nothing in my book,
The only way you see me an Art Groupie,
I'm hooked.Some people like to be used,
I've been used and amused,
But that's the way I see me,
My Art Groupie look.Love me in a picture,
Kiss me in a cast,
Touch me in a sculpture,
Whisper in my mask.Don't ask me any questions,
My personal life is a bore,
Admire me in glory,
An Art Groupie. That's all.Love me in a picture,
Kiss me in a cast,
Touch me in a sculpture,
Whisper in my mask.I'll never write my memoirs,
There's nothing in my book,
The only way you see me an Art Groupie,
I'm hooked.I've Seen That Face Before / Libertango (A. Piazolla / B. Reynolds / D. Wilkey / N. Delon)
Strange, I've seen that face before,
Seen him hanging 'round my door,
Like a hawk stealing for the pray,
Like the night waiting for the day,Strange, he shadows me back home,
Footsteps echo on the stones,
Rainy nights, an hustling boulevard,
Parisian music, drifting from the bars,Tu cherche toi, recontrer le mort,
Tu depend pour qui, toi aussi tu deteste la vie,Dance in bars and restaurants,
Home with anyone who wants,
Strange he's standing alone,
Staring eyes chill me to the bone.Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise, un regard (?),
(?), sans regret, sans meilleur, la porte est (?),
Joel est (?).Feel Up (G. Jones)
Feel up, feel up, feel up,
Feel up,
Feel up, feel up, feel up.Down town rob, try to run, feel up,
Don't give up, don't give up, feel up.You've had your dream, your dreams arnt' real, feel up,
Don't give up, don't give up, feel up.Feel up,
Feel up, feel up,
Why, wyago,
Feel up,
Down town, everything down town,
[?]Just 16, do time that, just feel up,
Don't give up, don't give up, feel up.You've had your dream, your dreams arnt real, feel uo,
Don't give up, don't give up, feel up.Demolition Man (Sting)
Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming,
Strapped to the wing with the engine running,
You say that this wasn't in your plan,
Don't mess around with the demolition man,Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking,
This situation was not of your picking,
You say that this wasn't in your plan,
Don't mess around with the demolition man,I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom,
I kill conversation as I walk into the room,
I'm a three line whip,
I'm the sort of thing they ban,
I'm a walking disaster,
I'm a demolition man,I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom,
I kill conversation as I walk into the room,
I'm a three line whip,
I'm the sort of thing they ban,
I'm a walking disaster,
I'm a demolition man,You come to me like a moth to the flame,
It's love you need but I don't play that game,
You kept on coming you should have ran,
I'm nobody's friend,
I'm a demolition man,I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom,
I kill conversation as I walk into the room,
I'm a three line whip,
I'm the sort of thing they ban,
I'm a walking disaster,
I'm a demolition man,
Demolition man...I've Done It Again (B. Reynolds / Faithfull)
I was on the first ship to Peru,
Charted all the courses like all sailors do,
First to cross the [?] in [?],
Oversea in wetbacks for good californian wine.And I've done it again, done it again, done it again,
And I've done it again, done it again, done it again.I was there when Jan and Liford sang,
First to feel the cold Alaskan white man,
First to take a trip on LSD,
First to vote for Roosevelt back in '33.And I've done it again, done it again, done it again,
And I've done it again, done it again, done it again.Yes Ive seen it, yes Ive seen it,
And if your feeling great I feel it.And I've done it again, done it again, done it again,
And I've done it again, done it again, done it again.And I've done it again, done it again, done it again,
And I've done it again, done it again, done it again.
