Wild Thing
The Troggs
written by Chip Taylor
(Taylor is the brother of actor Jon Voight and the uncle of Angelina Jolie.-Wikipedia )
Album: Wild Thing
Released: 1966
US Chart: 1
UK Chart: 2
Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing
Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on, hold me tight
I love you
Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
So come on and hold me tight
You move me
Wild thing, you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing
Come on, come on, wild thing
Shake it, shake it, wild thing
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Somebody To Love
Somebody To Love
Jefferson Airplane
Album: Surrealistic Pillow
Released: 1967
US Chart: 5
written by Darby Slick
sung by Grace Slick
When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Both God and trust, they are dead, dead, yes
and your mind, your mind, is so full of bread
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Ah, but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Tears are running they're all runnin' down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Jefferson Airplane
Album: Surrealistic Pillow
Released: 1967
US Chart: 5
written by Darby Slick
sung by Grace Slick
When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joy within you dies
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Both God and trust, they are dead, dead, yes
and your mind, your mind, is so full of bread
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Ah, but in your head baby I'm afraid you don't know where it is
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
Tears are running they're all runnin' down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don't you want somebody to love
don't you need somebody to love
wouldn't you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love