Line King lyrics by Sunset Stampede
INTRO. . . . . .
He's the - Line King,
stalk-ing on a Satur-day night.
Reach-ing - fe-ver,
See the tem-pera-ture be-gin to rise.
He moves like a ti-ger
A one of a kind,
No one real-ly knows
what's go-ing on in his mind.
Such a fine thing,
the Line King.
See him in the mor-ning
still - mak-ing out on the stage,
See that bo-dy mov-ing
boy, he's real-ly start-ing to rage.
If you wan-na get on board
then slide a-cross the floor,
A Blue Jean ba-by gon-na
shake it up some more.
If he's look-ing for a maid-en then
you're just the kind he's look-ing - for.
He's the - Line King.
The lead-er and the head of his pack.
Just - rem-em-ber
you ain't ne-ver gon-na hold him back.
It's a per-fect un-ion,
com-plete bo-dy and soul.
Bet-ter take in-sur-ance
cos he's tak-ing con-trol,
Such a fine thing, the Line King.
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
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He's the Line King,
Be-lieve ever-y-thing you see.
It's - the real thing,
but you don't get noth-ing for free.
He's a real live wi-re,
puts on the great-est show.
Touch him, he's el-ec-tric,
so you ne-ver let go.
Babe, he's our thing,
the Line - King.
No one knows where he came from
No-bo-dy knows a thing.
Just ap-pears with-out warn-ing,
then it's back to the streets a-gain.
A danc-ing ma-chine,
that's so cool and so mean.
try to get too close
and you'll see what I mean.
He's on au-to-ma-tic pi-lot
and he's eve-ry la-dy's fan-ta-sy.
He's the Line King,
Be-lieve ever-y-thing you see.
It's - the real thing,
but you don't get noth-ing for free.
He's a real live wi-re,
puts on the great-est show.
Touch him, he's el-ec-tric,
so you ne-ver let go.
Babe, he's our thing,
the Line King.
Yes, he's our thing
the Line - King.
