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THE BEST THAT I COULD DO 1978-1988

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Written by John Mellencamp

I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl that knows the meaning of a
Hey hit the highway

Well I've been walkin' the streets up and down
Racing through the human jungles at night
I'm so confused, my mind is indifferent
Hey I'm so weak, won't somebody shut off that light

Electricity runs through the video
And I watch it from this hole I call home
All the stony's are dancin' to the radio
And I got the world calling me up here
Tonight on the phone

I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl to thrill me and then go away
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl that knows the meaning of a
Hey hit the highway

Well I'm not wiped out by this poolroom life I'm living
I'm gonna quit this job, go to school, or head back home
And I'm not askin' to be loved or be forgiven
Hey I just can't face shakin' in this bedroom
One more night alone

I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy

I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl that knows the meaning of a
Hey hit the highway

I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl to thrill me and then go away
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy
Some girl that knows the meaning of a
Hey hit the highway
You betcha




Written by John Mellencamp

Well our hearts beat like thunder
I don't know why they don't explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio
You say that I'm the boy who can make it all come true
Well I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do

(Chorus)
You say that's all right, hold tight
Well I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day or we can run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night

Well I don't know no good come-ons
And I don't know no cool lines
I feel the heat of your frustration
I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside
You say that I'm the boy who can make it all come true
Well I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do

(Chorus)
You say that's all right, hold tight
Well I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day or we can run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night
Ainít even done with the night

Hold tight
Well I don't even know if I'm doin' this right
Well all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day or we can run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well it's time to go home
And I ain't even done with the night
No I ain't even done with the night
No, No ainít even done with the night
No I ain't even done with the night
No, No ainít even ainít even done with the night
No, No ainít even done with the night
No I ain't even done with the night




Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

When I was a young boy,
Said put away those young boy ways
Now that I'm gettin' older, so much older
I love all those young boy days.
With a girl like you,
With a girl like you,
Lord knows there are things we can do, baby,
Just me and you.
Come on and make it

(Chorus)
Hurt so good.
Come on baby, make it hurt so good.
Sometimes love don't feel like it should.
You make it hurt so good.

Don't have to be so exciting
Just tryin' to give myself a little bit of fun, yeah.
You always look so invitin'
You ain't as green as you are young
Hey baby, its you.
Come on, girl, now, it's you.
Sink your teeth right through my bones, baby.
Let's see what we can do.
Come on and make it

(Chorus)
Hurt so good.
Come on baby, make it hurt so good.
Sometimes love don't feel like it should.
You make it hurt so good.

I ain't talkin' no big deals
I ain't made no plans myself.
I ain't talkin' no high heels
Maybe we could walk around all day long,
Walk around all day long.

(Chorus)
Hurt so good.
Come on baby, make it hurt so good.
Sometimes love don't feel like it should.
You make it hurt so good.

(Chorus)
Hurt so good.
Come on baby, make it hurt so good.
Sometimes love don't feel like it should.
You make it hurt so good.
Hey, hey




Written by John Mellencamp

Little ditty, about Jack and Diane
Two American kids growin' up, in the heartland
Jackie gonna be a football star
Diane's the debutante backseat of Jackie's car

Suckin' on a chili dog, outside the Tastee Freez
Diane's sittin' on Jackie's lap
He's got his hands between her knees
Jackie say, "Hey Diane let's run off behind a shady tree"
Dribble off those Bobby Brooks, let me do what I please
And say uh...

(Chorus)
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone, they say
Oh yeah say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone, they walk on

Jackie sits back collects his thoughts for the moment
Scratches his head and does his best James Dean
Well then there Diane, we oughta' run off to the city
Diane says, "Baby, you ain't missin' nothing"
And Jackie say uh...

(Chorus)
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone
Oh yeah they say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone

So let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come down and save my soul
Hold on to 16 as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us women and men

(Chorus)
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone,
Oh yeah they say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone

A little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids doin' the best they can




Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

Well some people ain't no damn good
You can't trust 'em you can't love 'em
No good deed goes unpunished
And I don't mind bein' their whippin' boy
I've had that pleasure for years and years
No no I never was no sinner--tell me what else can I do
Second best is what you get 'til you learn to bend the rules
And time respects no personóand what you lift up must fall
They're waiting outside to claim my crumblin' walls

Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news around my face
And now some people don't want to treat me the same

When the walls come tumblin' down
When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
I'm uneducated--my opinion means nothin'
But I know I'm a real good dancer
Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after
Everybody's got their problems--ain't no new news here
I'm the same old trouble you've been havin' for years
Don't confuse the problem with the issue girl
It's perfectly clear
Just a human desire to have you come near

Wanna put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me you can break me
But you'd better stand clear

When the walls come tumbliní down
When the walls come crumbliní crumbliní
When the walls come tumbliní tumbliní
Crumbliní tumbliní down
When the walls come tumbliní down
When the walls come rumbliní rumbliní
When the walls come tumbliní tumbliní down

Wanna put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me, you can break me
But youíd better stand clear




Written by John Mellencamp

There's a black man with a black cat livin' in a black neighborhood
He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard
You know he thinks he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the evenin' slop
And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember when
You could stop a clock."

(Chorus)
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America somethin' to see baby
Ain't that America home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me
Oh yeah, for you and me

Well, there's a young man in a t-shirt
Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got greasy hair, greasy smile
He says, "Lord this must be my destination."
'Cause they told me when I was younger
Said "Boy you're gonna be president."
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams
Just kinda came and went

(Chorus)
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America somethin' to see baby
Ain't that America home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me

Well there's people and more people
What do they know know know
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico
Ooh yeah
And there's winners and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
'Cause the simple man baby pays the thrills, the bills,
The pills that kill

(Chorus)
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America somethin' to see baby
Ain't that America home of the free, yeah
Little pink houses for you and me




Written by John Mellencamp

Well, they like to get you in a compromising position
Well, they like to get you there and smile in your face
Yeah, they think they're so cute when they got you in that condition
Well I think it's a total disgrace
And I say

(Chorus)
And I say I fight authority, authority always wins
Well I fight authority, authority always wins
Well I been doing it since I was a young kid
I come out grinnin'
Well I fight authority, authority always wins

I call up my preacher
I say, "Give me strength for Round 5."
He said , "You don't need no strength, you need to grow up son."
I said, "Growing up leads to growing old and then to dying
Oh "and dying to me don't sound like all that much fun."

(Chorus)
And so I say I fight authority, authority always wins
Well, I fight authority, authority always wins
Well, I been doing it since I was a young kid
I come out grinnin'
Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

I say oh no oh no
I say oh no no no
I say oh no no no

I fight authority, authority always wins

(Chorus)
And so I say I fight authority, authority always wins
Well, I fight authority, authority always wins
Well, I been doing it since I was a young kid
I come out grinnin'
Well, I fight authority, authority always wins




Written by John Mellencamp

She calls me up and says baby
It's a lonely ol' night
I don't know I'm just so scared
And lonely all at the same time
Nobody told us it was gonna work out this way
No, no, no, no, no
I guess they knew we'd work it out
In our own way

(Chorus)
It's a lonely ol' night
Can I put my arms around you
It's a lonely ol' night
Custom made for two lonely people
Like me and you

Radio playing softly
Some singer's sad sad song
He's singing about standing in the shadows of love
I guess he feels awfully alone
She says I know exactly what he means
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And it's a sad, sad sad feeling
When you're living on those in-betweens
But it's okay

(Chorus)
It's a lonely ol' night
Can I put my arms around you
It's a lonely ol' night
Custom made for two lonely people
Like me and you

She calls me Baby
She calls everybody Baby
It's a lonely ol' night
But ain't they all

(Chorus)
It's a lonely ol' night
Can I put my arms around you
It's a lonely ol' night
Custom made for two lonely people
Like me and you

(Chorus)
It's a lonely ol' night
Can I put my arms around you
It's a lonely ol' night
Custom made for two lonely people
Like me and you

Girl like me and you
Yeah like me and you




Written by John Mellencamp

Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probably die in a small town
Oh those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that's me

But I've seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an L.A. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she's small town just like me

No I cannot forget from where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good enough for me

Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
Oh that's probably where they'll bury me




Written by John Mellencamp

They come from the cities
And they come from the smaller towns
Beat up cars with guitars and drummers
Goin' crack boom bam

(Chorus)
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A., Yeah, Yeah!
Rockin' in the U.S.A.

Well they said goodbye to their families
Said goodbye to their friends
With the pipe dreams in their heads
And very little money in their hands
Some are black and some are white
Ain't to proud to sleep on the floor tonight
With the blind faith of Jesus you know that they just might, be
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Hey!

Voices from nowhere
And voices from the larger towns
Filled our head full of dreams
And turned the world upside down

There was Frankie Lyman-Bobby Fuller-Mitch Ryder
(They were Rockin')
Jackie Wilson-Shangra-las-Young Rascals
(They were Rockin')
Spotlight on Martha Reeves
Let's don't forget James Brown
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Hey!

(Chorus)
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.,
Rockin' in the U.S.A.

(Chorus)
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.
R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A.,
Rockin' in the U.S.A.




Written by John Mellencamp

She had a dream
And boy it was a good one
So she chased after her dream
With much desire
But when she got too close
To her expectations
Well the dream burned up
Like paper in fire

(Chorus)
Paper in fire
Stinkin' up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin' up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire

He wanted love
With no involvement
So he chased the wind
That's all his silly life required
And the days of vanity
Went on forever
And he saw his days burn up
Like paper in fire

(Chorus)
Paper in fire
Stinkin' up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin' up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire

There is a good life
Right across this green field
And each generation
Stares at it from afar
But we keep no check
On our appetites
So the green fields turn to brown
Like paper in fire

(Chorus)
Paper in fire
Stinkin' up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin' up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire

(Chorus)
Paper in fire
Stinkin' up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin' up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire




Written by John Mellencamp

Well I lived on the outskirts of town
In an eight room farmhouse, baby
When my brothers and friends were around
There was always somethin' doin'
Had me a couple of real nice girlfriends
Stopped by to see me every once in a while
When I think back about those days
All I can do is sit and smile

(Chorus)
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young and we were improvin'
Laughin', laughin' with our friends
Holdin' hands meant somethin', baby
Outside the club "Cherry Bomb"
Our hearts were really thumpin'
Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah

The winter days they last forever
But the weekends went by so quick
Went ridin' around this little country town
We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the sticks
One night, me with my big mouth
A couple guys had to put me in my place
When I see those guys these days
We just laugh and we say "do you remember when?"

(Chorus)
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young and we were improvin'
Laughin', laughin' with our friends
Holdin' hands meant somethin', baby
Outside the club" Cherry Bomb"
Our hearts were really thumpin'
Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah

Alright

Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah

Seventeen has turned thirty-five
I'm surprised that we're still livin'
If we've done any wrong
I hope that we're forgiven
Got a few kids of my own
And some days I still don't know what to do
I hope that they're not laughing too loud
When they hear me talkin'
Like this to you

(Chorus)
That's when a sport was a sport
And groovin' was groovin'
And dancin' meant everything
We were young and we were improvin'
Laughin', laughin' with our friends
Holdin' hands meant so much, baby
Outside the club" Cherry Bomb"
Our hearts were really thumpin'
Say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah




Written by John Mellencamp

A million young poets
Screamin' out their words
To a world full of people
Just livin' to be heard
Future generations
Ridin' on the highways that we built
I hope they have a better understanding

Check it out
Goin' to work on Monday
Check it out
Got yourself a family
Check it out
All utility bills have been paid
You can't tell your best buddy that you love him
So check it out
Where does our time go
Check it out
Got a brand new house in escrow
Check it out
Sleepin' with your back to your loved one
This is all that we've learned about happiness

Check it out
Forgot to say hello to my neighbors
Check it out
Sometimes I question my own behavior
Check it out
Talkin' about the girls that we've seen on the sly
Just to tell our souls we're still the young lions
So check it out
Gettin' too drunk on Saturdays
Check it out
Playin' football with the kids on Sundays
Check it out
Soarin' with the eagles all week long
And this is all that we've learned about living
This is all that we've learned about living

Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out

A million young poets
Screamin' out their words
Maybe someday
Those words will be heard
By future generations
Ridin' on the highways that we built
Maybe they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Hope they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Maybe they'll have a better understanding
Check it out
Hope they have a better understanding

Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
So check it out
Check it out




Written by Terry Reid

Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are

Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all

Well, some people are inbound with infatuation
And some others spill depression as the law
From one's mother getting at no imagination
So beware then, maybe sin is at your door

Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all

But you may never, never
See this man laughing
Come to think of it,
I've never seen him cry
But he might be sitting
And you hear him singing
And by and by he'll stop and sigh
Before his voice would even begin to speak
And he'd just cry

Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all

Have you ever, ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are

Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all




ALBUM DETAILS

Without Expression Track Credits:
John Mellencamp: Main Vocals, Producer
Mike Wanchic: Background Vocals, Producer
Paul Mahern: Engineer
Dane Clark: Drums
Toby Myers: Bass, Background Vocals
Andy York: Guitars, Background Vocals
Moe Z: Keyboards, Background Vocals
Miriam Sturm: Violin

 

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