Muscle of Love es un álbum de Alice Cooper, publicado en 1973 por Warner Bros. Records. El disco incluye 9 canciones, entre ellas «Big Apple Dreamin' (Hippo)», «Never Been Sold Before», «Hard Hearted Alice» y «Crazy Little Child».
Listado de Canciones
- Big Apple Dreamin' (Hippo)5:10
- Never Been Sold Before4:20
Letra
You ask me, baby Can you work tonight I've been up, babe Since broad daylight I just can't believe That you're sellin' me You never sold me before I just can't recall You're like a whore Oh yeah, I'm bad tonight You really like my style If you want me Can't even buy my smile Now I find come around Just to lay this money on you, babe I'm sick of tradin' tricks and dicks And I'm, I'm really sick of you Oh I - Never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again No, I never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again I just can't believe That you're sellin' me You never sold me before I just can't recall You little whore, no no no no no Never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again No, I never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again Never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again No, I never been sold before And I'll never be hurt again - Hard Hearted Alice4:50
Letra
Life Coast to coast White hot as a ghost When you live In a countdown Time Is free as a jailbird At least that's what I heard When you live In a hideout Love Comes cheap at a swapmeet It all comes so dirt cheap When you live In a bedroom Love Cuts deep as a razor But that ain't amazin' When you live In a cancer Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah Mind Gets scrambled like eggs Get bruised and erased When you live In a brainstorm Noise Seems logically right Ringing ears in the night When you live In an airport Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah Hard hearted Alice Is what we want to be Hard hearted Alice Is what you want to see Hard hearted Alice Is what we want to be Hard hearted Alice Is what you want to see - Crazy Little Child4:58
Letra
Crazy little child Never got to see All the pretty things in life Had him put away Nothing they could say Could ever make the pieces fit Aw well, Daddy-o was rich Mama was a bitch Living wasn't easy in between Behind his silent scream Jackson in his teens Was planning his escape He was a crazy little child New Orleans Alley playground Grimy faced He watched the hookers cry Winos were his friends And when he talked to them They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by" Depression settin' in Desp'rate, cool and quick Jackson learned the ropes out on the street Little candy stores Just pickin' locks and doors Was practice for a two bit petty thief So Jackson went to Ritz And ev'ryone was hip Ritz ran all the rackets there in town If you need another boy A trigger or a blade Well, I'm the slickest cat around Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye Once over, then he smiled "Yeah, I've got something here in mind If you meet me here at two I think you'll like the view Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight" He was a crazy little child New Orleans Alley playground And grimy faced He watched the hookers cry, whoo Winos were his friends And when he talked to them They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by," that's right Well, I'll wait for you outside And I'll be your ears and your eyes And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot But Ritz was taken by surprise Couple of unspectin' guys And they left poor Jackson inside Questions there were few In fact there were none When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly Lay dying on the floor With a smokin' forty four He said, "I must admit the winos were right" Crazy little child Never got to see All the pretty things in life We buried him today Nothing we could say Could ever make the pieces fit Yeah, I must admit the winos were right Oh, I must admit the winos were right Yes, his last words were I must admit the winos we-ere ri-ight - Working Up a Sweat3:31
- Muscle of Love3:42
Letra
Aw, who's the queen of the locker room Who's the cream of the crop Poor Joey took her to the matinee Said, "God, she wouldn't stop!" Holy muscle of love My heart's a muscle Well, I must have come to that crazy age Where ev'rything is hot 'Cause I don't know if the things I'm thinking Are normal thoughts or not Holy muscle of love Well, I got a muscle of love Yeah Ooh I read Dad's books like I did before Now things are crystal clear Lock the door in the bathroom now I just can't get caught in here Holy muscle of love Well, I got a muscle of love Holy muscle of love I got a muscle of love Holy muscle of love My heart's a muscle of love Holy muscle of love Well, I got a muscle of love Yeah, yeah, yeah Must be a gift from above Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hallelujah, etc.) - Man With the Golden Gun4:12
Letra
The man With the golden gun Is waiting Somewhere Out there For you But you'll never see him He'll be looking for you Demand For the golden gun It's high priced Precise And true But you'll never see him He'll be looking for you The man with the golden Gun in his pocket, oh, oh The man with the golden Gun in his case, oh, oh The man with the golden Gun in your face But you'll never see him He'll be looking for you You better believe He'll be looking for you He-e-e-e-e-e's The man with the golden Gun in his pocket The man with the golden Gun in his case The man with the golden Gun in his pocket The man with the golden Gun in your face But you'll never see him He'll be looking for you You better believe He'll be looking for yo-ou He-e-e-e-e-e's The man with the golden Gun in his pocket The man with the golden Gun in his case The man with the golden Gun in his pocket The man with the golden Gun in your face The man with the go-o-olden Gun in his pocket The man with the go-o-lden Gun in his case The man who gave you the golden gun - Teenage Lament '743:51
- Woman Machine4:29