Bryan Adams
Lyrics
(I Wanna Be Your) Underwear

Written by    B. Adams/ R.J. Lange

I wanna be your t-shirt when it's wet;
wanna be the shower when you sweat;
I gotta to be the tattoo on your skin;
ya lemme be your bed baby - when you climb in...
I wanna be the sheets when you sleep;
lemme be the secrets that you keep;
I gotta to be the spoon - ta stir your cream;
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream...

I wanna be - your lipstick - when ya lick it;
I wanna be - your high heels - when ya kick it;
I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it;
From your feet up to your hair - more than anything I swear
I wanna be - your underwear

I wanna be the itch that you scratch;
wanna be the chair when you relax;
I got to be your razor when you shave;
wanna be the one that makes ya misbehave...

I wanna be - your hot tub - when you're dippin';
I wanna be - your bathrobe - when you're drippin';
I wanna be - your cocktail baby - when you're sippin';

I just wanna be right there - more than anything I swear
I wanna be - your underwear

Wanna be your sleepin' bag - baby slip inside;
Let me be your motorcycle - n' take ya for a ride - alright
I wanna be - your hot sauce - ya when you're cookin';
I wanna be - your sunglasses - hey good lookin';
I wanna be - wanna be the one - ya stick your hook in';

I just wanna be right there;
more than anything I swear...
Oh ya...
I wanna be - your underwear
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18 til I Die
Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange

Wanna be young - the rest of my life
Never say no - try anything twice
Til the angels come - and ask me to fly
Gonna be 18 til I die - 18 til I die
Can't live forever - that's wishful thinkin'
Who ever said that - must of bin' drinkin'
Don't wanna grow up - I don't see why
I couldn't care less if time flies by

Chorus

18 til I die - gonna be 18 til I die
Ya it sure feels good to be alive
Someday I'll be 18 goin' on 55! - 18 til I die

Anyway - I just wanna say
Why bother with what happened yesterday
That's not my style - I live for the minute
If ya wanna stay young - get both feet in it - 18 til I die
A 'lil bit of this - a 'lil bit of that
'Lil bit of everything - get ya right on track
It's not how ya look, it's what ya feel inside
Don't care how - don't need ta know why

Chorus

Don't worry 'bout the future
Forget about the past
Gonna have a ball - ya gonna have a blast
Gonna make it last
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Black Pearl
Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange

Deep down in Mississippi
I found a sweet delta blue
She weaved a little southern spell on me
Made a little voodoo
She was born the bright side of midnight
When her mama was seventeen
She was a hot blooded - god fearin' - gospel girl
The finest that I ever seen

Chorus

She's black coffee - little bit 'o cream
Sweet brown sugar - my midnight dream
Black pearl - my kinda girl
Just the kind of thing to rock my world
Black pearl - my kinda girl

Met her in a dixie diner
Put on the southern hospitality
I can still smell her sweet molasses
Running all over me
We started rollin' like the river
Like a twister tearin' through the town
Tongue tied - satisfied - 'n southern fried
As she drove this ol' dixie down

Chorus

Yeah she's alright - yeah she's ok
makin' love night - she really made my day

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Do To You

If ya love somebody - if ya want someone
If ya need somebody - ya - let me be the one
(I wanna) do to you what you do to me
Do to you what you do to me
Wanna treat ya right - n' show I care
Cuz every night - wanna take ya there

Chorus

(I say) do to you what you do to me
(Baby) do to you what you do to me
Don't want just anything
I just want something real
Let down your defenses baby
Show me what you feel

(I wanna) do to you what you do to me
Do to you what you do to me
Should I stay - should I go
There ain't no question - I already know

Chorus

(Let me) do to you what you do to me
(Help me) do to you what you do to me
Don't want just anything
I just want something real
Let down your defenses baby
Show me what you feel

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Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?

To really love a woman
To understand her - you gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought - see every dream
N' give her wings when she wants to fly
Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms
Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman you tell her that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
Cuz she needs somebody to tell her that it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really - really really ever loved a
woman?

To really love a woman
Let her hold you - til ya know how she needs to be touched
You've gotta breathe her - really taste her
Til you can feel her in your blood
N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
Ya know ya really love a woman

Chorus

You got to give her some faith - hold her tight
A little tenderness - gotta treat her right
She will be there for you, takin' good care of you
Ya really gotta love your woman...

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Hey Elvis
Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange

Hey elvis - won't cha come back home
i left a message on your code-a-phone
i tried to reach ya but i can't get through
hey elvis - where the hell are you?

somebody saw ya at the shopping mall
somebody said they heard that southern drawl
hey elvis - is it really true?
we're all waitin' for a sign from you

everybody knows about your pink cadillac
everybody's wonderin when you're comin' back
everybody's waitin' just to hear ya sing
hey elvis - you're still the king

hey elvis - won't cha come back soon
nobody's rockin in the jungle room
come december don't know what we'll do
be a blue christmas - without you

everybody knows about your pink cadillac
everybody wonders when you're comin' back
everybody waitin' just to hear ya sing
hey elvis - you're still the king

love me tender - don't be cruel
return to sender - stuck on you
it's now or never - suspicious minds
hey elvis - aren't you lonesome tonight?

hey elvis - can't ya see
they need ya back in memphis, tennessee
they're makin' records but there's nothin' new
nobody ever done it quite like you

everybody knows about your "lisa marie"
everybody knows about tcb
everybody's waitin' just to hear ya sing
hey elvis - you're still the king
come back to memphis elvis - you're still the king

© 1997 bryan adams

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I Think About You
Written by:
B. Adams
G. Peters
I oughta be workin'
But I can't concentrate
I oughta be sleepin'
'Steada stayin' up late
When I oughta be doing all the things I should do
I think about you

I oughta be writin'
But I can't find the song
Just sittin' here driftin'
Driftin' along
There's only one thing that I wanna do
And that's think about you

Chorus

I think about you - I can't get no rest
I think about you - there ain't no one else
It's all I can do - I can't help myself
Ya - I think about you

I could go cruisin'
But I've had enough
I could go drinkin'
But I can't stand the stuff
It just don't do me like it used to do
I'd rather think about you


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I'll Always Be Right There

I swear to you - I will always be there for you - there's nothin' I
won't do
I promise you - all my life I will live for you - we will make it
through
Forever - we will be
Together - you and me
Oh n' when I hold ya - nothin' can compare
With all of my heart - ya know I'll always be right there

I believe in us - nothin' else could ever mean so much
You're the one I trust our time has come - we're not two people
Now we are one - ya you're second to none
Forever - we will be
Together - a family
The more I get to know ya - nothin' can compare
With all of my heart - ya know I'll always be right there

Forever - we will be
Together - just you and me
The more I get to know ya - the more I really care
With all of my heart - ya know I'll always be...
Ya know I really love ya - ya nothin' can compare
For all of my life - ya know I'll always be...right there

Written by:
B. Adams
M. Kamen
R.J. Lange



It Ain't A Party If Ya Can't Come 'Round

You can drive the car
I'll play my ol' guitar
Come back to me - come back to me
Ya we can get some beer
Ya lets get outta here
Come back to me - come back to me
We'll find a place to go
No one will ever know
Somewhere that's outta town
Put a blanket on the ground - baby
'N we can really go crazy

Chorus

Babe it ain't a party
If you can't come 'round
Can't even get started
If you don't come down
Even Saturday - ain't a holiday
If you stay away
No - no it ain't a party
If you can't come 'round

Slip into somethin' tight
We'll slip into the night
Come back to me - come back to me
We'll see the sun go down
'N maybe fool around
Come back to me - come back to me
Ya we can start a fire
Maybe get a little higher
Don't worry what to bring
Cuz we got everything - baby
And we can really go crazy

Chorus

Babe it ain't a party
If you can't come 'round
Can't even get started
If you don't come down
Even saturday - ain't a holiday
If you stay away
No - no it ain't a party
If you can't come 'round

Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange



© 1997 bryan adams
Let's Make A Night To Remember

I love the way ya look tonight
With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders
I love the way ya dance that slow sweet tango
The way ya do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
And your breath on my body makes me warm inside

Chorus

Let's make out - let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...

Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long

I love the way ya move tonight
Beads of sweat drippin down your skin
Me lying here - you lyin' there
Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere

Chorus

I think about ya all the time
Can't you see you drive me outta my mind
Well I'm never holdin' back again
Ya I never want this night to end
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...

Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange



© 1997 bryan adams

Star

"What cha wanna be - when you grow up"
"What cha gonna do - when your time is up"
"What cha gonna say - when things go wrong"
"What cha wanna do - when you're on your own"

There's a road - long and winding
The lights are blindin' - but it gets there
Don't look back - don't give up

There's a silver linin' - it's out there somewhere
Everybody wants an answer - everybody needs a friend
We all need a shinin' star on which we can depend

So tonight we're gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before - (gotta find what you're looking for)

There'll be times - in your life
Ya when you' be dancin' n' shit - but you ain't gettin' it
But don't get disillusioned - no, don't expect too much

Cuz if what you have is all you can get
Just keep on tryin' - it just ain't happened yet
Everybody wants ta be winner - everybody has a dream
We all need a shinin' star when things ain't what they seem

N' so tonight we're gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before - (gotta get where your heading for)

Everybody wants some kindness - everybody needs a break
We all need a shinin' star when things get hard to take
N' so tonight we're gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before

Written by:
B. Adams
M. Kamen
R.J. Lange



© 1997 bryan adams

The Only Thing That Looks Good On Me Is You

I don't look good in no Armani Suits
No Gucci shoes - or designer boots
I've tried the latest lines from A to Z
But there's just one thing that looks good on me

Chorus

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me...is you

I'm not satisfied with Versace style
Put those patent leather pants - in the circular file
Sometimes I think - I might be lookin' good
But there's only one thing that fits me like it should

Chorus

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me...is you

Ya it's you - it could only be you
Nobody else will ever do
Ya baby it's you - that I stick to
Ya we stick like glue

Chorus

The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me...is you

Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange



© 1997 bryan adams
We're Gonna Win

We're gonna win
Don't wanna be a loser - gonna win
Cuz winnin' really is the only thing
Get out of the way we're comin' in
If ya wanna fight just step inside the ring
Does anybody wanna take a swing?
It's gotta be all or nothing
Oh we're gonna be the champions
Ya we're goin' all the way - we're gonna win win

We're gonna win
Forget about a draw - we're gonna score
And then we're gonna get a couple more
Maybe another one just to be sure
Make ya look just like an amateur
Until the final whistle it's a war
And then we gonna pick ya off the floor
We wanna hear the crowd really roar
Ya - we're comin' in we're gonna win

We're gonna win - we wanna win
Cuz number one is everything
We're gonna win - we wanna win
We're gonna be the champions
We're gonna win



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You're Still Beautiful To Me
Written by:
B. Adams
R.J. Lange

Turn out the lights and close the door
Put your head on the pillow let me keep ya warm
I wanna run my hands across your face
Ya lyin' beside ya' still the perfect place
We're still goin' strong
So glad that you came along

Ya babe in every way
You're still beautiful to me
I just - have ta say -
You're still beautiful to me 'n
(it's bin a long time baby)

Lay back baby - close your eyes
Let me do everything your heart desires
When I think of the years makin' love to you
There still ain't nothin' I'd rather do
There's somethin' I can't deny
You sure know how ta move this guy

Ya babe in every way -
You're still beautiful to me
I just - have ta say -
You're still beautiful to me - can't ya see

Still feels good - still runs deep
When you get close babe - I still get weak
Cuz in these arms - is where you belong
We're still goin' strong - so glad that you came along
Hey babe you're still number one

Oh can't ya see - you're still beautiful to me
You'll always be so beautiful to me
Ya babe in every way - you're still beautiful to me





© 1997 bryan adams