Houston, Texas rock band ZZ Top came together in 1970. They relied heavily on their Texas roots for both their image (back country good-old-boys with beards to their knees), their live shows (their stage props included cattle) and sound (standard blues riffs). In the 1980s, ZZ Top was able to do what many traditional rock bands of the 70's were not: use the new medium of rock videos to their commercial advantage. The band scored hit after hit from their 1983 Eliminator album, including "Legs" and "Sharp Dressed Man." There was nothing particularly original as far as the prevalent themes in their videos - fast cars and and fast women. Each new video presented another male fantasy following an established pattern, with some regular guy finding himself the object of some bombshell's sexual passion, then being handed the ZZ Top keys to the ZZ Top hot rod so as to ride off in style and glory. The objectification of women in the rock world is a topic which has been covered by far more competent scholars than myself, so I won't delve any deeper into this arena. I will offer some words in ZZ Top's defense - theirs was music for rock's more traditional audience of high-testosterone-level adolescent and teen males (a group of which I was a member at the time), and their approach was one which the market supported.

She's got legs, she knows how to use them.She never begs, she knows how to coose them.She's holdin' leg wonderin' how to feel them.Would you get behind them if you could only find them?She's my baby, she's my baby,yeah, it's alright.She's got hair down to her fanny.She's kinda jet set, try undo her panties.Everytime she's dancin' she knows what to do.Everybody wants to see if she can use it.She's so fine, she's all mine,girl, you got it right.She's got legs, she knows how to use them.She never begs, she knows how to choose them.She's got a dime all of the time,stays out at night movin' through time.Oh, I want her, said, I got to have her,the girl is alright, she's alright.

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Gimme all your lovin'

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,

      Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
      Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,

You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?

      Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
      Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.

      Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
      Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.