Artist: James Brown
Song: Hot (I Need to Be Loved, Loved, Loved, Loved)
Year: 1976
Album: Hot (I Need To Be Loved, Loved, Loved) (Single)
I haven't seen lyrics for this song, so I transcribed them myself. I would say that these are 99% accurate. Some grunts and groans by the Godfather of Soul did not make it into the lyrics. There may be a word or two that was misheard, but that's pretty common with James Brown songs.
Lyrics:
Ow!
This morning I woke up
All in heat
Couldn't find no dry spot
From my head down to my feet
Got gasp an a coughin'
Til my body begin to sweat
Couldn't find no comfort
Torn with hellin' fret
I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body
And my body in the field
Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
My body shiver
And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to be with you
Then I need to squeeze you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to please ya
Then I need a - yow! (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
So good (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to take a (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
With the power in my hand
Then I know you been (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Take my testament
Then I make you glad (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
About the time that you were born
Then let you know (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Your sexy body moans
Ahh(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved
Make me feel good when you say sweetest man alive
Oooo feel me count one, two, three, four, five
Ahh-heh heh heh ha
A-ha A-heh heh heh
Yeah yow
Oh oh
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Got gasp an a coughin' (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Til my body begin to sweat
Couldn't find no comfort (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Torn with hellin' fret
Then I's start thinkin' about sweet so sexy body (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
And then my body in the field
Couldn't a gets away (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
My body shiver
And the cold sweat make me quit (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to talk to you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Then I need to be with you (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Woo
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Oh
Then I need to take a
Power in my hand
Then I know you been
Take my testament
Then I make you glad
About the time that you were born
Make a cold sweat
Make your body moan
(Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Ah (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Woo (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Got to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I want to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
I need to be loved loved loved loved loved (Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme your lovin')
Showing posts with label 1976. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1976. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, April 20, 2009
Let 'Em In - Wings
Artist: Wings
Song: Let 'Em In
Year: 1976
Album: Wings At The Speed Of Sound
Paul McCartney was in a band before Wings? Yeah, some band called the Beatles. Wings was sort of the anti-Beatles. It was the same basic poppy songs from McCartney, but without the input of four other people. It was a time of pure bliss for McCartney fans.
"Let 'Em In" is another simple song from Paul McCartney. He is a master craftsman at taking boring nonsense and making it into a hit. The lyrics almost read like the phone book as Paul lists a bunch of relatives. It took the genius of McCartney to turn this into any resemblance of a true song.
Lyrics:
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, uh yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in.
Sister Suzie, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don,
Uncle Ernie, Auntie Jin,
Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, oh yeah, yeah, let 'em in now.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Sister Suzie, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don,, ooh-ooh,
Uncle Ernie, Uncle Ian, ooh-ooh,
Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah-yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Song: Let 'Em In
Year: 1976
Album: Wings At The Speed Of Sound
Paul McCartney was in a band before Wings? Yeah, some band called the Beatles. Wings was sort of the anti-Beatles. It was the same basic poppy songs from McCartney, but without the input of four other people. It was a time of pure bliss for McCartney fans.
"Let 'Em In" is another simple song from Paul McCartney. He is a master craftsman at taking boring nonsense and making it into a hit. The lyrics almost read like the phone book as Paul lists a bunch of relatives. It took the genius of McCartney to turn this into any resemblance of a true song.
Lyrics:
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, uh yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in.
Sister Suzie, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don,
Uncle Ernie, Auntie Jin,
Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, oh yeah, yeah, let 'em in now.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Sister Suzie, brother John,
Martin Luther, Phil and Don,, ooh-ooh,
Uncle Ernie, Uncle Ian, ooh-ooh,
Open the door, let 'em in, oh yeah-yeah.
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Someone's knocking at the door,
Somebody's ringing the bell,
Do me a favor, open the door
And let 'em in, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh,
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du,
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Night Moves - Bob Seger
Artist: Bob Seger
Song: Night Moves
Year: 1976
Album: Night Moves
Ah, classic rock. It invites us into the lives of the average teenager. Scared, lonely and confused. Particularly about the opposite sex. This song is about a first time, a first love and generally all "first" things in the area of romance as a teenager.
Bob Seger has stated that this was based on his own experiences growing up. I tend to believe that. There is something genuine about the lyrics of "Night Moves" that lends a certain credence to the song. It paints a lovely picture of teenage angst and confusion in the sixties.
The tale is told with such grace, that you tend to forget that the song is about kids fooling around. Apparently, Bob Seger came out of a showing of the film American Graffiti inspired to write about his own teenage life. Thank you George Lucas for inspiring something other than a million Star Wars rip-offs.
Bob has a unique way of telling a story. He pulls you in with small details. They may seem meaningless at first, but when put together, it presents a rich tapestry of information, painting a Bob Seger classic.
Lyrics:
I was a little too tall could have used a few pounds
tight pants points hardly renown
she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
points of her own settin way up high
way up firm and high
out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
out in the backseat of my sixty chevy
workin on mysteries without any clues
workin on our night moves
tryin to make some frontpage drive-in news
workin on the night moves
in the summertime
mmm in the sweet summertime
we weren't in love, oh no far from it
we weren't searchin for some pie-in-the-sky summit
we were just young and restless and bored
livin by the sword
and we'd steal away every chance we could
to the backroom, to the alley, or the trusty woods
I used her, she used me, but neither one cared
we were gettin our share
workin on our night moves
tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
workin on our night moves
mmm and it was summertime
mmm sweet summertime summertime
ohhh
wonderin
felt the lightning yeah
and we waited on on the thunder
waited on the thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
how far off i sat and wondered
started humming a song from nineteen sixty two
aint it funny how the night moves
when just dont seem to have as much to lose
strange how the night moves
with autumn closing in
mmm
night moves
mmmm
night moves
yeah
I remember
oh sure remember the night moves
aint it funny how you remember
aint it funny how you remember
I remember I remember I remember I remember
oooohh ohh ohh
and we were workin
workin and practicin
workin and practicin all of the night moves
night moves
ooooh I remember
yeah yeah I remember
lord I remember lord I remember
Song: Night Moves
Year: 1976
Album: Night Moves
Ah, classic rock. It invites us into the lives of the average teenager. Scared, lonely and confused. Particularly about the opposite sex. This song is about a first time, a first love and generally all "first" things in the area of romance as a teenager.
Bob Seger has stated that this was based on his own experiences growing up. I tend to believe that. There is something genuine about the lyrics of "Night Moves" that lends a certain credence to the song. It paints a lovely picture of teenage angst and confusion in the sixties.
The tale is told with such grace, that you tend to forget that the song is about kids fooling around. Apparently, Bob Seger came out of a showing of the film American Graffiti inspired to write about his own teenage life. Thank you George Lucas for inspiring something other than a million Star Wars rip-offs.
Bob has a unique way of telling a story. He pulls you in with small details. They may seem meaningless at first, but when put together, it presents a rich tapestry of information, painting a Bob Seger classic.
Lyrics:
I was a little too tall could have used a few pounds
tight pants points hardly renown
she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
points of her own settin way up high
way up firm and high
out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
out in the backseat of my sixty chevy
workin on mysteries without any clues
workin on our night moves
tryin to make some frontpage drive-in news
workin on the night moves
in the summertime
mmm in the sweet summertime
we weren't in love, oh no far from it
we weren't searchin for some pie-in-the-sky summit
we were just young and restless and bored
livin by the sword
and we'd steal away every chance we could
to the backroom, to the alley, or the trusty woods
I used her, she used me, but neither one cared
we were gettin our share
workin on our night moves
tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
workin on our night moves
mmm and it was summertime
mmm sweet summertime summertime
ohhh
wonderin
felt the lightning yeah
and we waited on on the thunder
waited on the thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
how far off i sat and wondered
started humming a song from nineteen sixty two
aint it funny how the night moves
when just dont seem to have as much to lose
strange how the night moves
with autumn closing in
mmm
night moves
mmmm
night moves
yeah
I remember
oh sure remember the night moves
aint it funny how you remember
aint it funny how you remember
I remember I remember I remember I remember
oooohh ohh ohh
and we were workin
workin and practicin
workin and practicin all of the night moves
night moves
ooooh I remember
yeah yeah I remember
lord I remember lord I remember
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Lucille - Kenny Rogers
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Song: Lucille
Year: 1976
Album: Kenny Rogers
We get some good old fashioned country today. Kenny Rogers has been a secret favorite of mine since I was very young. I used to watch his movie, Six Pack, on cable about three times a week. Or so it seemed at times. This is when the three major movie channels would have the same movie on at the same time. I would flip between the three and catch the same line, in succession. the movies were usually ten seconds apart in airing.
Well, the stations have gotten much better at not doing that. I haven't caught anything that bad since the mid eighties. Thankfully, there's much more crap to fill the movie stations. Now everything is different, but there's still nothing worth watching.
Lucille is one of the songs that my friend does at karaoke. It's not the absolute best, but I've heard a lot worse. I love the story element to the song. That's what makes a great country song, in my opinion. You need striking visuals to get lost in or else you will get depressed by the subject matter.
For absolutely no reason, this song has been set to Smurf animation.
Lyrics:
In a bar in Toledo across from the depot
On a bar stool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer so I walked on over
I sat down and asked her name
When the drinks finally hit her
She said I'm no quitter but I finally quit livin' on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings
In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman who sat there be-side me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking his big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.
After he left us I ordered more whisky
I thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
To a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty but when she came to me
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
I couldn't hold her 'cos the words that told her
Kept coming back time after time
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.
Song: Lucille
Year: 1976
Album: Kenny Rogers
We get some good old fashioned country today. Kenny Rogers has been a secret favorite of mine since I was very young. I used to watch his movie, Six Pack, on cable about three times a week. Or so it seemed at times. This is when the three major movie channels would have the same movie on at the same time. I would flip between the three and catch the same line, in succession. the movies were usually ten seconds apart in airing.
Well, the stations have gotten much better at not doing that. I haven't caught anything that bad since the mid eighties. Thankfully, there's much more crap to fill the movie stations. Now everything is different, but there's still nothing worth watching.
Lucille is one of the songs that my friend does at karaoke. It's not the absolute best, but I've heard a lot worse. I love the story element to the song. That's what makes a great country song, in my opinion. You need striking visuals to get lost in or else you will get depressed by the subject matter.
For absolutely no reason, this song has been set to Smurf animation.
Lyrics:
In a bar in Toledo across from the depot
On a bar stool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer so I walked on over
I sat down and asked her name
When the drinks finally hit her
She said I'm no quitter but I finally quit livin' on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings
In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman who sat there be-side me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking his big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.
After he left us I ordered more whisky
I thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
To a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty but when she came to me
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
I couldn't hold her 'cos the words that told her
Kept coming back time after time
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Sick As A Dog - Aerosmith
Artist: Aerosmith
Song: Sick As A Dog
Year: 1976
Album: Rocks
This will be a very short post. I am extremely under the weather with some bug that been going around. This is the most energy that I've had in over 24 hours. I thought the song was appropriate enough to post. I literally feel "Sick As A Dog" today.
Lyrics:
Please, I just got to talk to you
Please, a getcha your head out of the loo
Please, and we're a long, long way from home
Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, you're really ain't that young
Please, you were much to my surprise
Please, you're the lady in disguise
Please, you're the only a friend I got
Please, you'll be the last to see me rot
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause ya really ain't that young
Please, it's a shame you're so refined
Please, you was the last thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to take it light
Please, you're gonna bay into the night
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't so young
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Say goodnight
Take it light
Song: Sick As A Dog
Year: 1976
Album: Rocks
This will be a very short post. I am extremely under the weather with some bug that been going around. This is the most energy that I've had in over 24 hours. I thought the song was appropriate enough to post. I literally feel "Sick As A Dog" today.
Lyrics:
Please, I just got to talk to you
Please, a getcha your head out of the loo
Please, and we're a long, long way from home
Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, you're really ain't that young
Please, you were much to my surprise
Please, you're the lady in disguise
Please, you're the only a friend I got
Please, you'll be the last to see me rot
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause ya really ain't that young
Please, it's a shame you're so refined
Please, you was the last thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to take it light
Please, you're gonna bay into the night
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't so young
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Say goodnight
Take it light
Saturday, September 20, 2008
She's Got Balls - AC/DC
Artist: AC/DC
Song: She's Got Balls
Year: 1976
Album: High Voltage (U.S. album)
When my uncle first introduced me to AC/DC, he played T.N.T. He had recorded it off the radio. My task was to find the album that the song was on. That was my specialty. Before the computer was the primary source of information, I would scour through many different resources to find this sort of information out.
I tracked down the cassette for him and he was happy. Now, he could blast AC/DC in his car, on the way to his job at CTA. I tracked down most of his music collection for him. Everything from Black Sabbath to Aerosmith. As of yesterday, he's been gone for one year and five months. My uncle selfishly took his own life. That doesn't change the memories that we shared. All of them were happy. That's how I choose to remember him.
After I got his copy of the album, I had to buy it for myself. This cassette was in my car for the longest time. The U.S. version of the High Voltage album has to be one of my favorites from their catalogue. There really are no clunkers on this album.
"She's Got Balls" is one of the album tracks, but it stands up with anything else on the album. I think it could have been a single, if they really wanted to push it. This song is one of the two from the U.S. version that was on the original 1975 Australian release of High Voltage. The U.S. album, borrows the rest of the songs from their T.N.T. album. This is one of the reasons why my uncle had me track the song down for him. With all the different releases, it can get confusing for someone who doesn't look into that sort of stuff.
This song is about Bon Scott's wife. She complained that he never wrote anything about her in a song. By the time "She's Got Balls" was released, the marriage had ended.
Lyrics:
She's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees
Oh because she likes to please me
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
And she's got taste my lady
Pace my lady
Makes my heart race
With her pretty face
She's got balls my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
Hands and knees all around the floor
No one has to tell her what a fella is for
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
Song: She's Got Balls
Year: 1976
Album: High Voltage (U.S. album)
When my uncle first introduced me to AC/DC, he played T.N.T. He had recorded it off the radio. My task was to find the album that the song was on. That was my specialty. Before the computer was the primary source of information, I would scour through many different resources to find this sort of information out.
I tracked down the cassette for him and he was happy. Now, he could blast AC/DC in his car, on the way to his job at CTA. I tracked down most of his music collection for him. Everything from Black Sabbath to Aerosmith. As of yesterday, he's been gone for one year and five months. My uncle selfishly took his own life. That doesn't change the memories that we shared. All of them were happy. That's how I choose to remember him.
After I got his copy of the album, I had to buy it for myself. This cassette was in my car for the longest time. The U.S. version of the High Voltage album has to be one of my favorites from their catalogue. There really are no clunkers on this album.
"She's Got Balls" is one of the album tracks, but it stands up with anything else on the album. I think it could have been a single, if they really wanted to push it. This song is one of the two from the U.S. version that was on the original 1975 Australian release of High Voltage. The U.S. album, borrows the rest of the songs from their T.N.T. album. This is one of the reasons why my uncle had me track the song down for him. With all the different releases, it can get confusing for someone who doesn't look into that sort of stuff.
This song is about Bon Scott's wife. She complained that he never wrote anything about her in a song. By the time "She's Got Balls" was released, the marriage had ended.
Lyrics:
She's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees
Oh because she likes to please me
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
And she's got taste my lady
Pace my lady
Makes my heart race
With her pretty face
She's got balls my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
Hands and knees all around the floor
No one has to tell her what a fella is for
But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
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