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ZZ Top – Tush

song:tush
year:1975
album:Fandango! ZZ Top – Tush

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  1. i'll be damned, my entire life i thought this was called "touch". …not that it makes any difference in context, but still… he's pronouncing it like "touch" instead of "toosh".

  2. This song played during the fight in An Officer and a Gentleman… Outside the bar, Richard Gear kick some guys Ass. But, I bet half of you wasn't born in 81.

  3. Dazed and Confused Don passes Mitch the joint Pinkford driving while Pink gets the picks up the trash cans haha

  4. I been up, I been down
    Take my word, my way around
    I ain't askin' for much
    I said, Lord, take me downtown
    I'm just lookin' for some tush

    I been bad, I been good
    Dallas, Texas, Hollywood
    I ain't askin' for much
    I said, Lord, take me downtown
    I'm just lookin' for some tush

    Take me back way back home
    Not by myself, not alone
    I ain't askin' for much
    I said, Lord, take me downtown
    I'm just lookin' for some tush

  5. I could see myself in the late 70s with my mullet, aviator sunglasses with a beer and joint in hand. Jamming to this in my SS Chevelle. Then drop it down in low gear and turn on slow ride. Then Put on Paranoid when the cops start chasing me. Hail Hail Rock n Roll!!

  6. What a headbanger I just wanna drive my motorcycle in the desert while on my way to my buddy’s house

  7. Got the soorrest uh huh in town after that be care with the rocks and put some anti biotics on it just in case may need something wild turkey week crank Lord I need it all

  8. Always reminds me of Texas!

    Gotta love 70's rock, amazing energy and the music was fun! Long before this country was split by politics from either side.. Take me back, way back home !

  9. Put at 1.25 speed
    Lyrics
    Shut up, you talk too loud
    You don't fit in with the crowd
    I can't believe you exist
    I've crossed you right off my list

    Too much, too soon
    You're way out of tune
    No class, no class

    Way out, you're way out of line
    No, buddy, I can't spare a dime
    Fade out, baby, that's right
    No bark and even less bite

    Your perfect smile
    Betrays your lack of style
    No class, no class
    Ah, no class, no class

    Too late, you can't catch up now
    You face the wrong way anyhow
    I know you ain't got the brain
    To come in out of the rain

    Too bad, no magic
    I'm afraid you're merely tragic
    No class, baby, no class
    No class, ah, no class

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