| I was movin' up an old dusty road
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| I wasn’t botherin' nobody, I wasn’t botherin' a soul
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| I saw a woman’s picture on a wanted sign
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| She had the face of an angel and the eyes of a child
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| So I moved a little closer, just to dig her face
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| I wondered why was it hangin' now, in this lonely place?
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| There was fine threads hangin' beneath her face, like clothes hangin' on a line
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| I said watch out man, 'cause this pretty girl is guilty of an awful crime
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| She’ll take your love, she’ll stand you up, she’ll make you feel ten feet tall
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| She cuts you down, you hit the ground, you and your heart of gold
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| They call her the love, the love rustler, yeah
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| They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love, love
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| Love rustler, ooh yeah
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| So I moved on up, on in to town, just to see if this rustler, if she could be
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| found
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| Well lo' and behold, to my surprise, she laid a kiss on me, hotter than a
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| brandin' iron
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| She came on tough, and she came on strong
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| She cowtied my soul, now I can’t leave here alone
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| And when she told me to buck, I bucked, she told me to moo, I mooed
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| When she told to jump, I jumped, she told me to woo, I wooed
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| She ran her spurs into my mind, she rode me in to the ground
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| If I had the will or strength, I’d crawl on out of town
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| They call her the love, love, the love rustler. |
| Oh yeah!
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| They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
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| Love rustler, oh yeah!
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| They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
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| Love rustler, oooh!
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| Oh, the love, the love rustler … do you feel alright? |
| oh yeah
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| …Yippy yi yi yi, oh yeah…
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| C’mon baby, c’mon baby … Lay that kiss on me now, lay that kiss on me right
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| now
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| Whoo! |
| It feels so good! |
| It feels so good!
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| I’m talkin' 'bout love, love, love — Love, love, love —
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| I’m talkin' 'bout love, yeah! |
| I’m talkin' 'bout love, yeah!
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| I’m talkin' 'bout love, ooh, yeah! |
| I’m talkin' 'bout love, ooh, yeah! |
| Alright
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| The love rustler! |
| The love rustler!
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| She runs her spurs into my mind. |
| I just can’t leave her behind
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| She makes me feel like — ooh! |
| — she makes me feel like ridin' off into the
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| sunset —
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| Yippie-yi-yi-yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi — yi. |
| Oh yeah!
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| Ooh! |
| She’s so rude! |
| She’s so rude! |
| And I’m in the mood for something rude! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Rustler, artist - Foghat. Album song The Complete Bearsville Album Collection, in the genre Иностранный рок