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Bon Jovi
1986, Polygram Records

Jon Bon Jovi (lead singer), Richie Sambora (guitar), David Bryan (keyboards),
Tico Tores (drums), Hugh Mcdonald (bass)


Let It Rock
[Jon Bon Jovi/Richie Sambora]

The weekend comes to this town
Seven days too soon
For the ones who hav e to make up
What we break of their rules
Well I saw Captain Kidd on Sunset
Tell his boys they're in command
While China danced a tango
With a broomstick in his hand
He said: It's alright (alright) if you have a good time
To break on through to the other side

Let it rock, let it go
You can't stop a fire burning out of control
Let it rock, let it go
With the night you're on the loose
You got to let it rock

We go down to the Broadway
Where everybody goes
To get on their rockin' horse
And blast that radio
Well I saw Roxie on the table
Her girlfriend down below
They'll give it up to the king of swing
Before it's time to go
They said: It's alright (alright) if you have a good time
It's alright (alright) if you cross that line
To break on through to the other side

Let it rock...

You Give Love A Bad Name
[Jon Bon Jovi/Richie Sambora/Desmond Child]

An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free

Oh, you're a loaded gun
There's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name
You give love a bad name

You paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy's dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss is your first kiss goodbye

Oh, you're a loaded gun...

Livin' On A Prayer
[Jon Bon Jovi/Richie Sambora/Desmond Child]

Once upon a time
Not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck ... it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love, for love

She says: We got to hold on to what we got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love, we'll give it a shot

We're halfway there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Livin' on a prayer

Tommy got his six-string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk -- so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby, it's okay, someday...

We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got  each other and that's a lot
For love, we'll give it a shot

We're halfway there...

We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

We're halfway there...

Social Disease
[Jon Bon Jovi/Richie Sambora]

You can't read it in the papers
In some places it  comes in thirty-two flavors
But you wouldn't tell no one
Your favorite if you could

From the White House to the alleys
From the President down to Long Tall Sally
Can't live with it but
You'll die without it, yes you would

Senorita's in the kitchen
She's a fistful of dynamite
You call 911 but you
But you can't stop the fun tonite, it's alright

You can't start a fire without a spark
But there's something that I guarantee
You can't hide when infection starts
Because love is a social disease

Where you look you can find it
Try to run but you're always behind it
So you play hide and seek like a blind kid
Till you're caught, yeah you're caught

So you'll say that you had some
But they took it and held it for ransom
Were they tall, dark, skinny or
Handsome, you won't talk

So you telephone your doctor
Just to see what pill to take
You know there's no prescription
Gonna wipe this one away

You can't start a fire...

So full of high grade octane
She could run the bullet train on 38 double d's
Now you know for sure, you know the cure
To make a blind man see