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Love for Sale

Boney M.

℗ 1977 Hansa Records 28 888 OT

℗ 1977 Atlantic Records ATL 50385

℗ 1977 Atlantic Records SD 19145

Boney M. • 1977 • Love for Sale

Boney M.'s follow-up to their 1976 success «Take the Heat Off Me» closely adheres to the formula established by that album: a combination of original songs and offbeat cover versions done in a style that marries bubblegum-ish pop hooks to a disco beat. Like its predecessor, «Love for Sale» also scored some notable international hits: «Ma Baker» is a colorful gangster story that boasts a stuttered vocal hook guaranteed to stick in the listener's head and «Belfast» is an up-tempo dancefloor stormer that works some surprisingly heavy-sounding power chords into the group's slick dancefloor sound. Frank Farian's slick, lush production ensures that the album is a slick piece of ear candy from start to finish. However, the album tracks are not as consistent this time out: the cover of Creedence Clearwater Revival's «Have You Ever Seen the Rain» benefits from an effective rhythm guitar hook but the up-tempo arrangement robs the song of its emotional power, and «Gloria Can You Waddle», while catchy, is little more than a rewrite of the group's early European hit «Baby Do You Wanna Bump». With these criticisms in mind, the album still offers enough strong tracks to please Boney M.'s fan base. The most interesting of these is a ballad-style cover of the Yardbirds' «Still I'm Sad», which transforms this rock song into an effective mood piece dominated by the group's Gregorian chant-like humming. In short, «Love for Sale» is a solid listen for Boney M. fans, but casual listeners who just want the hits should probably opt for one of the group's compilations. — Donald A. Guarisco.

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Ma Baker

(Frank Farian — Fred Jay — George Reyam)

This is the story of Ma Baker, the meanest cat from ol' Chicago town

She was the meanest cat
In old Chicago town
She was the meanest cat
She really moved them down
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all

She was the meanest cat
Oh she was really tough
She left her husband flat
He wasn't tough enough
She took her boys along
'cos they were mean and strong

Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die

They left a trail of crime
Across the U.S.A.
And when one boy was killed
She really made them pay
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all

Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die

She met a man she liked
She thought she'd stay with him
One day he formed with them
They did away with him
She didn't care at all
Just didn't care at all

Here is a special bulletin.
Ma Baker is the FBI's most wanted woman.
Her photo is hanging on every post office wall.
If you have any information about this woman,
Please contact the nearest police station…

Don't anybody move! The money or your lives!

One day they robbed a bank
It was their last foray
The cops appeared too soon
They couldn't get away
And all the loot they had
It made them mighty mad
And so they shot it out
Ma Baker and her sons
They didn't want to hang
They died with blazing guns
And so the story ends
Of one who left no friends

Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die

Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she taught her four sons
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — to handle their guns
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — she never could cry
Ma Ma Ma Ma — Ma Baker — but she knew how to die

Love for Sale

(Cole Porter)

Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled
Love for sale

Love for sale
Lots and lots of young love for sale
Now if I you'd like to try my way
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale

Like the poet's type of love in their childish way
I know every kind of love better far than they
If you want to trail of love
I've been through the mill of love
Old love, new love, every love but true love

Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled
Love that's only slightly soiled
Love for sale

Who would buy?
Who would like to sample my surprise?

Love for sale

Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale

Love for sale
Advertising crazy love for sale
Now if I you'd like to try my way
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale

Love for sale (Sweet Love)
Love for sale (Lots and lots of young love)
Love for sale

Belfast

(Jimmy Bilsbury — Drafi Deutscher — Jeff Menke)

Belfast… Belfast… Belfast…

Got to have a believin'
Got to have a believin'
Got to have a believin'
All the people
Cause the people are leavin'
When the people believin'
When the people believin'
When the people believin'
All the children cause the children
Are leavin'

Belfast… Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast… Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast… Belfast… Belfast…

It's the country that's changin'
It's the country that's changin'
It's the country that's changin'
All the people
Cause the people are leavin'
It's the world that's deceivin'
It's the world that's deceivin'
It's the world that's deceivin'
All the people
Cause the people believin'

Belfast… Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast… Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast… Belfast… Belfast…

When the children believin'
When the children believin'
When the children believin'
All the people
Cause the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin' (you)
When the people are leavin'
When the people are leavin'
All the children
Cause the children believin'

Belfast… Belfast
When the country rings the leaving bell you're lost
Belfast… Belfast
When the hate you have
For one another's past
You can try (You can try)
You can try (You can try)
You can try
To tell the world the reason why
Belfast… Belfast… Belfast…

Belfast… Belfast… Belfast…

Have You Ever Seen the Rain?

(John Fogerty)

Someone told me long ago
They were gone before the storm
I know, it's been coming for sometime
Be it so, and so I say
Little rain and sun by day
I know, shining down like water

I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Coming down, down this day
Coming down, down this day

Yes for days and days before
Sun is rain and cold is hot
I know, in this place got all my found
Thru the circles fast and slow
There for every moment goes
I know, I can't stop, I wonder

I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Coming down, down this day
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain
Coming down, down this day
I wanna know

Gloria, Can You Waddle?

(Frank Farian — George Reyam)

Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?

Hey, baby can I dance with you?
I will show you something very good
I'm your gander you're my goose
And this is something new for you, oh hear me!

Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?

Hey, baby come and dance with me
It's an old dance of the early sixties
All the guys and all the girls were freaked
By this dance of our gees, oh hear me!

Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?

Hey, baby can I dance with you?
I will show you something very good
I'm your gander, you're my goose
And this is something new for you, oh hear me!

Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?

Can you waddle, ah, ah?
Can you waddle, ah, ah?
Can you waddle, ah, ah?
Can you (Gloria) waddle, ah, ah?
Can you waddle, ah, ah?

Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria, can you waddle, ah, ah?
Gloria

Plantation Boy

(Fred Jay)

Lots of people walk about proud and free
Lift up your head start looking around
There's a brandnew feeling of liberty
Like a clear bell that's starting to sound

Plantation Boy
C'mon and get going
Yesterday's chains have broken in two
Plantation Boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you
Plantation Boy
Plantation Boy

Lots of smiling faces for you to meet
So many hands to help you along
Just shake off the mud that weighs down your feet
If you stand tall you just can't go wrong

Plantation Boy
C'mon and get going
Yesterday's chains have broken in two
Plantation Boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation Boy
Plantation Boy

Years of picking cotton for little pay
Living alone in some wooden shack
Sweating in the heat of a summer's day
This is all over, you won't come back

Plantation Boy
C'mon and get going
Yesterday's chains have broken in two
Plantation Boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation Boy
Plantation Boy

Plantation Boy
C'mon and get going
Yesterday's chains have broken in two
Plantation Boy
The new move is growing
Reaching the hills, the valleys and you
Plantation Boy
Plantation Boy

Plantation Boy
Plantation Boy
Wherever you may go

Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...
Reaching the hills and the valleys and you...

Motherless Child

(Frank Farian — Stanley Mitchell)

Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child
Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child
Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child

A long way from home
A long way from my home
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
A long way from my home

Sometimes I feel like my hopes are in vain (Oh yeah)
Sometimes I feel like my hopes are in vain (Baby)
Sometimes I feel like my hopes are in vain

No way to get home (No No)
No way to get home
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
No way to get home

Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child (Yeah)
Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child (Won't someone help me now)
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone

A long way from home
A long way from my home
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
A long way from my home

Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child (Tell me)
Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child
Sometimes I feel like a Motherless Child

A long way from home
A long way from my home
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
A long way from my home

Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
A long way from my home
Believe me, Believe me, Believe me, Believe me
A long way from my home

Silent Lover

(Frank Farian — Keith Forsey — Fred Jay)

Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town

You never been a shy one
You really are a sly one yes sire, yes sire, oh
Coming right out of hiding
Slipping right in and sliding, down to me, oh baby oh
And when it's time for worryin'
You're doing what you're doing, gracefully, oh baby
When you took me into your arms and shook me
To the core, oh yeah...

Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town
Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town

Oh I guess you really change me
You sort of rearrange me more and more, oh baby yeah...
Each day you come on stronger
I know you really longer
What's the score, what's the score, alright
And I know you're much too clever,
Just to go run forever
No, not you, oh baby
You're like a wind wing rover
Just like a wind wing rover, passing through, oh yeah...
And one day you'll say
No use to keep on saying, name the truth, oh baby

Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town
Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town

You never been a shy one
You really are a sly one yes sire, oh baby
Coming right out of hiding
Slipping right in and sliding, down to me, oh yeah...
Oh...and when it's time for worryin'
You're doing what you're doing, gracefully, gracefully
Oh you took me into your arms and shook me
To the score, to a score
Oh I guess you really change me
You sort of rearrange me more and more, oh...yeah...

Silent lover, secret lover, run for cover
When my man's in town

A Woman Can Change a Man

(Frank Farian — Fred Jay)

A woman can change a man
If she loves him, the way that I'm in love with you
I know it, I know that I can
If it's the last thing, the last thing I'd ever do

So you may still feel the same old yearning
Believe me the flame will soon stop burning

A woman can change a man
If she stays with him whatever maybe in store for her
So just put, your trust in me
I'll never hurt you baby, I'll never desert you babe

It feels so good just to be near you
To feel your lips, to see and hear you
Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...

I'll be forever your shadow, walking next to you
Caring for you, is what I won't do for you baby
A woman can change a man
Make him want her, and make him wanna be with her
Oh baby I've no secret plans
I just hope in my heart, someday you'll be free of her

So you may still feel the same old yearning
Believe me the flame will soon stop burning

Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...
Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...

Still, I'm Sad

(Jim McCarty — Paul Samwell-Smith)

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still I'm sad

All my sounds my tears just fall into days
They are driving the night will find they are lost
Now I found the wind is blowing time into my heart
When the wind blows hard we are apart
Still I'm sad

See the stars come joining down from the sky
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind the summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, it's great
Still I'm sad

Still I'm sad
Oh heart, I'm sad
Still I'm sad
Oh heart, I'm sad