[{"id":1389095,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Humble Pie","duration":378.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: Humble Pie\n  duration_ms: 378000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":31777714,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Humble Pie","duration":403.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: Humble Pie\n  duration_ms: 403000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":16527829,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Humble Pie","duration":375.980408,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"red light mamma lookin for a ride\nthere's blood in your loins but your cold as ice\ncryin to the world that your nights are free\nat fifty cents a time understandably\nit don't make it\nnow I don't expect you to take my advice\nbut you could make it easy just review the price cause your lookin awful pretty and your bodys twice as nice\n\nnow where's your cousin ruby with the gentile lips\nshe got life saver boobs and fourty two inch hips\nsome kind a monster\nthose alligator slip ons and her thigh high boots\nshe works from east to west and deals in blue veined flutes\nit' boogity boogity\nyou know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nwearin panties on her armpits and her breath is rank\nshe's got a sweet advantage and there's money in the bank\n\nred light mamma red hot\ncan't you see what you've got.?\nred light mama red hot.\ndon't you see what you've got.?\n\ni heard about your sister down in Tenesee\nin between the sheets she's makin history and i don't want it\n\nour mothers still in Texas on a cocaine farmtheres no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm\n\nthere aint no backin out when your born to lose you take as you find it and you pay your dues\nbut she could've made a fortune if she stayed and played the blues\n\nred light mamma red hot\ncan't you see what you've got.?\nred light mama red hot.\ndon't you know what you've got.?\nto end","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: Humble Pie\n  duration_ms: 375980\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  red light mamma lookin for a ride\n  there's blood in your loins but your cold as ice\n  cryin to the world that your nights are free\n  at fifty cents a time understandably\n  it don't make it\n  now I don't expect you to take my advice\n  but you could make it easy just review the price cause your lookin awful pretty and your bodys twice as nice\n\n  now where's your cousin ruby with the gentile lips\n  she got life saver boobs and fourty two inch hips\n  some kind a monster\n  those alligator slip ons and her thigh high boots\n  she works from east to west and deals in blue veined flutes\n  it' boogity boogity\n  you know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  wearin panties on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  she's got a sweet advantage and there's money in the bank\n\n  red light mamma red hot\n  can't you see what you've got.?\n  red light mama red hot.\n  don't you see what you've got.?\n\n  i heard about your sister down in Tenesee\n  in between the sheets she's makin history and i don't want it\n\n  our mothers still in Texas on a cocaine farmtheres no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm\n\n  there aint no backin out when your born to lose you take as you find it and you pay your dues\n  but she could've made a fortune if she stayed and played the blues\n\n  red light mamma red hot\n  can't you see what you've got.?\n  red light mama red hot.\n  don't you know what you've got.?\n  to end\n"},{"id":31228507,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Humble Pie (UK)","duration":376.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: Humble Pie (UK)\n  duration_ms: 376000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":27996843,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Hot 'n' Nasty-AnthologyI","duration":380.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: Hot 'n' Nasty-AnthologyI\n  duration_ms: 380000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":30142022,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Hot ‘n’ Nasty: The Anthology","duration":387.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: 'Hot ‘n’ Nasty: The Anthology'\n  duration_ms: 387000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":21568229,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Hot ‘n’ Nasty: The Anthology","duration":379.56,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: 'Hot ‘n’ Nasty: The Anthology'\n  duration_ms: 379560\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"},{"id":35571521,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Hot 'n' Nasty: The Anthology","duration":380.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: 'Hot ''n'' Nasty: The Anthology'\n  duration_ms: 380000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty 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got?\n"},{"id":34148567,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"Hot 'N' Nasty - The Anthology - Disk 1 of 2","duration":377.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Red light mama looking for a ride\nThere's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\nQuiet to the world that your nights are free\nAt 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\nNow, I don't expect you to take my advice\nBut you can make it easy, just review the price\n'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\nLet's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\nNow, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\nShe got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\nThose alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\nShe works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\nWe know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nWears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\nShe 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your bodys twice as nice\n\nnow where's your cousin ruby with the gentile lips\nshe got life saver boobs and fourty two inch hips\nsome kind a monster\nthose alligator slip ons and her thigh high boots\nshe works from east to west and deals in blue veined flutes\nit' boogity boogity\nyou know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\nwearin panties on her armpits and her breath is rank\nshe's got a sweet advantage and there's money in the bank\n\nred light mamma red hot\ncan't you see what you've got.?\nred light mama red hot.\ndon't you see what you've got.?\n\ni heard about your sister down in Tenesee\nin between the sheets she's makin history and i don't want it\n\nour mothers still in Texas on a cocaine farmtheres no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm\n\nthere aint no backin out when your born to lose you take as you find it and you pay your dues\nbut she could've made a fortune if she stayed and played the blues\n\nred light mamma red hot\ncan't you see what you've got.?\nred light mama red hot.\ndon't you know what you've got.?\nto end","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: The A&M Box Set 1970-1975\n  duration_ms: 376000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  red light mamma lookin for a ride\n  there's blood in your loins but your cold as ice\n  cryin to the world that your nights are free\n  at fifty cents a time understandably\n  it don't make it\n  now I don't expect you to take my advice\n  but you could make it easy just review the price cause your lookin awful pretty and your bodys twice as nice\n\n  now where's your cousin ruby with the gentile lips\n  she got life saver boobs and fourty two inch hips\n  some kind a monster\n  those alligator slip ons and her thigh high boots\n  she works from east to west and deals in blue veined flutes\n  it' boogity boogity\n  you know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  wearin panties on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  she's got a sweet advantage and there's money in the bank\n\n  red light mamma red hot\n  can't you see what you've got.?\n  red light mama red hot.\n  don't you see what you've got.?\n\n  i heard about your sister down in Tenesee\n  in between the sheets she's makin history and i don't want it\n\n  our mothers still in Texas on a cocaine farmtheres no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm\n\n  there aint no backin out when your born to lose you take as you find it and you pay your dues\n  but she could've made a fortune if she stayed and played the blues\n\n  red light mamma red hot\n  can't you see what you've got.?\n  red light mama red hot.\n  don't you know what you've got.?\n  to end\n"},{"id":39064232,"name":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","trackName":"Red Light Mama, Red Hot!","artistName":"Humble Pie","albumName":"The A&M CD Box Set 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got?\n\nGet it off.\n\nI heard about your sister down in Tennessee\nIn between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\nYour mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\nThere's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\nThere ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\nYou take it as you find it and you pay your dues\nShe could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\nRed light mama, red hot\nCan't you see what you've got?\nRed light mama, red hot\nDon't you know what you've got?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Light Mama, Red Hot!\n  artist: Humble Pie\n  album: The A&M CD Box Set 1970-1975\n  duration_ms: 375000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Red light mama looking for a ride\n  There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside\n  Quiet to the world that your nights are free\n  At 50 cents a time understandably, it don't make it.\n\n  Now, I don't expect you to take my advice\n  But you can make it easy, just review the price\n  'Cause you're looking awful pretty and twice as nice to know\n  Let's get it on, mmm peel it off.\n\n  Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips?\n  She got life saver boobs and 42\" hips, some kind of monster\n  Those alligator slippers and thigh-high boots\n  She works from East to West and deals in blue-veined flutes, it's boogity-boogity.\n\n  We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank\n  Wears hairnets on her armpits and her breath is rank\n  She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n\n  Get it off.\n\n  I heard about your sister down in Tennessee\n  In between the sheets she's making history, and don't we want her\n  Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm\n  There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm.\n\n  There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose\n  You take it as you find it and you pay your dues\n  She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues.\n\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Can't you see what you've got?\n  Red light mama, red hot\n  Don't you know what you've got?\n"}]