Lyrics for singles by Van Halen

You Really Got Me
Runnin' With The Devil
Bottoms Up
D.O.A.
Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love
Dance the Night Away
Beautiful Girls
And the Cradle Will Rock
Jump
Panama
Hot For Teacher



You Really Got Me

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin'
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know where I'm goin', yeah
Oh Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me
You really got me
You really got me

Please, don't ever let me be
I only wanna be by your side
Please, don't ever let me be
I only wanna be by your side

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin', yeah
Oh yeah, you really got me now
Got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
Oh no, no, ah

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin'
Ah girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know where I'm goin', yeah
Oh yeah, you really got me now
Got me so I can't sleep at night




Runnin' With The Devil

I live my life like there's no tomorrow
And all I've got I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes I'm living at a pace that kills

Runnin' with the devil
Runnin' with the devil

I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody waiting at home

[chorus]

You know I, I found the simple life, weren't so simple, no
When I jumped out on that road
Got no love, no love you'd call real
Got nobody waiting at home

[chorus]




Bottoms Up

I've been sitting here 'bout half the night
Oh, mama, fill my cup up
Said I came to waste some time
I think I'm gonna jump up
I'm singin', I'm dancin' most every night
And I want to do that with you babe
Let's do this bottle right

Oh, oh, baby, bottoms up
Pretty maids, all in a row, go on, set 'em up, up
Come um um um um um, baby, bottoms up
I'm singin', I'm dancin' most every night
And I want to do that with you, babe
Let's do this bottle right
Come um um um um um, baby, bottoms up
Come um um um um um, baby, bottoms up




D.O.A.

We was broke and hungry on a summer day
They sent the sheriff down to try and drive us away
We was sittin' ducks for the police man
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can

And I'm alone
I'm on the highway
Wanted dead or alive
Dead or alive

Broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
From the day my mama told me, "Boy, you pack your bags"
Send the mayor down in his pickup truck
The jury look at me, say, "Outta luck"

[chorus]

Now, I'm broken down and dirty, dressed in rags
From the day my mama told me, "Boy, you pack your bags"
We was sittin' ducks for the police man
They found a dirty faced kid in a garbage can

[chorus]




Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love

I heard the news baby, all about your disease
Yeah you may have all you want, baby, but I got somethin' you need

Oh yeah, ain't talkin' 'bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, yeah before

You know you're semi-good lookin', and on the streets again
Oh yeah you think you're really cookin' baby, you better find yourself a friend

My friend, ain't talkin' 'bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before, uh before, before

Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Babe it's rotten to the core
Ain't talkin' 'bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before

I been to the edge, an' there I stood an' looked down
You know I lost a lot of friends there baby, I got no time to mess around
Mmmm, so if you want it got to bleed for it baby
Yeah, got to got to bleed baby
Mmmm, you got to got to bleed baby
Hey, got to got to bleed baby




Dance the Night Away

Have you seen her? So fine and pretty
Fooled me with her style and ease
And I feel her from across the room
Yes, it's love in the third degree

Ooh, baby baby
Won't-cha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby baby
Ah come on! Take a chance
You're old enough to

Dance the night away
Whoa-oh (Ah) Come on g-girl, dance the night away

A live wire, barely a beginner
But just watch that lady go
She's on fire, 'cause dancin' gets her higher than-uh
Anything else she knows

Ooh, baby baby
Won't-cha turn your head my way?
Ooh, baby baby
Well don't skip romance 'cause
You're old enough to

Dance the night away
Oh-oh-oh (Ah) Come on g-girl, dance the night away

Oh, oh-oh-oh oh yeah

(Guitar Solo)

Dance (oh) the night away. Hey, hey, yeah!
Dance, dance, dance the night away
Ah come on baby (Dance the night away) Hey, hey yeah!
Dance, dance, dance the night away
Uh, come on baby, baby, Dance the night away Ooh, ooh, yeah
Dance, dance, dance the night away. Ah, ha ow!




Beautiful Girls

She was seaside sittin', just a smokin' and a drinkin' on ringside
on top of the world, oh, yeah
She had her drink in her hand; she had her toes in the sand and whoa
what a beautiful girl, ah, yeah
What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can
turn your head around
Creatures from the sea with the look to me like she'd like to fool around
What a snappy little mammy. Gonna keep her pappy happy
and accompany me to the ends of the earth, ah, yeah
Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl
Ah, yeah! Beautiful girls
Well, I'm a bum in the sun and I'm having fun
And I know you know I got no special plans
All the bills are paid. I got it made in the shade
and all I nee, nee, need is the woman
What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can
turn your head around
Creatures from the sea with the looks to me like she'd like to fool around
Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl
Ah, yeah! Beautiful girls
Now, I'm a seaside sittin', just a smokin' and a drinkin';
I'm ringside, on top of the world
I got a drink in my hand; I got my toes in the sand
All I need is a beautiful girl
Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl
Ah, yeah! Beautiful girls
Ah, yeah! Beautiful girls




And the Cradle Will Rock

Well, they say it's kinda fright'nin' how this younger generation swings
You know, it's more than just some new sensation
Well, the kid is into losin' sleep and he don't come home for half the week
You know, it's more than just an aggravation

And the cradle will rock
Yes, the cradle will rock
And I say, rock on!
Rock on!

And when some local kid gets down, they try and drum him out of town
They say, "You coulda least faked it, boy"
At an early age he hits the street and winds up tied with who he meets
and he's unemployed

[chorus]

Have you seen Junior's grades?




Jump

I get up, and nothing gets me down
You got it tough. I've seen the toughest around
And I know, baby, just how you feel
You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real

Oh can't you see me standing here
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen
Oh can't you see what I mean ?

Might as well jump. Jump !
Might as well jump
Go ahead, jump. Jump !
Go ahead, jump

Aaa-ohh Hey you ! How said that ?
Baby how you been ?
You say you don't know, you won't know
until we begin

Well can't you see me standing here
I've got my back against the record machine
I ain't the worst that you've seen
Oh can't you see what I mean ?




Panama

Jump back, what's that sound ?
Here she comes, full blast and top down
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Model citizen zero discipline

Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'l lose her in the turn
I'll get her!

Panama, Panama
Panama, Panama

Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine
Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean
Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue
Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom

Don't you know she's coming home with me?
You'll lose her in the turn
I'll get her!

[chorus]

Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off of it
Ah, you reach down, between my legs
ease the seat back

She's blinding, I'm flying
Right behind the rear-view mirror now
Got the feeling, power steering
Pistons popping, ain't no stopping now!

[chorus]




Hot For Teacher

spoken:
"Oh wow, man !"
"Wait a second man. Whaddaya think the teacher's gonna look like this year ?"
"My butt, man !"
T-T-Teacher stop that screaming, teacher don't you see ?
Don't wanna be no uptown fool
Maybe I should go to hell, but I'm doin' well
teacher needs to see me after school
Chorus:
I think of all the education that I missed
But then my homework was never quite like this
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad
I'm hot for teacher
I got it bad, so bad
I'm hot for teacher
spoken:
"Hey, I heard you missed us, we're back !"
"I brought my pencil"
"Gimme something to write on, man"
I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold
I know about this school
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold?
How did you know that golden rule ?
chorus
(guitar solo)
"Oh man, I think the clock is slow"
"I don't feel tardy"
"Class dismissed"