What it was like Growing Up in the Eighties (1980s)
  • Tue. May 21st, 2024

Tina Turner – 1980s Music Artist

Tina Turner’s best 1980s songs and their song lyrics.

Tina Turner (born Anna Mae Bullock; November 26, 1939) is a 80s singer, songwriter, and actress. Widely referred to as the “Queen of Rock ‘n’ Roll”, she is regarded as one of the greatest music artists of the 20th century. Turner rose to prominence as the lead singer of the Ike & Tina Turner Revue before launching a successful career as a solo performer. In the 1980s, Turner launched “one of the greatest comebacks in music history”. Her 1984 multi-platinum album Private Dancer contained the hit song “What’s Love Got to Do with It”, which won the Grammy Award for Record of the Year and became her first and only No.1 on the Billboard Hot 100.

What’s Love Got to do with It- Tina Turner

You must understand, though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it’s only the thrill of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
It’s physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than thatOh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emotion?
What’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emo-
Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emo-
Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?It may seem to you that I’m acting confused
When you’re close to me
If I tend to look dazed, I’ve read it someplace
I’ve got cause to be
There’s a name for it
There’s a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason, you do it for meOh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emotion?
What’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart, when a heart can be broken?Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emotion?
What’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?What’s love got to do, got to do with it?
What’s love but a second-hand emotion?
Oh-oh, what’s love got to do, got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
Oh-ohOh-oh, what’s love?
What’s love?
Love


Private Dancer – Tina Turner

All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their names
You don’t think of them as human
You don’t think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wallI’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’ll do what you want me to do
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will doI want to make a million dollars
I want to live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don’t look at their faces
And you don’t ask their namesI’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’ll do what you want me to do
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will doI’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’ll do what you want me to do
Just a private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will doDeutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you want to see me do the shimmy again?I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’ll do what you want me to do
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will doI’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’ll do what you want me to do
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will doI’m your private dancer, a dancer for money
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money


One of the Living – Tina Turner

In the desert sun every step that you take could be the final one
In the burning heat hanging on the edge of destruction
You can’t stop the pain of your children crying out in your head
They always said that the living would envy the deadSo now you’re gonna shoot bullets of fire
Don’t want to fight but sometimes you’ve got to
You’re some soul survivor
There’s just one thing you’ve got to know
You’ve got ten more thousand miles to goBecause you’re one of the living
And if we can’t stick together
One of the living
Who’s gonna make it tonightWalk tall, cool, collected and savage
Walk tall, bruised, sensual, ravaged
It’s every man for himself, every woman, every child
A new breed, ferocious and wildAnd all they want to do is shoot bullets of fire
They want to fight and sometimes you’ve got to
You’re some soul survivor
There’s just one thing you’ve got to know
You’ve got ten more thousand years to goBecause you’re one of the living
And if we can’t stick together
One of the living
Who’s gonna make it tonight


Back Where You Started – Tina Turner

Baby tell me what you’re trying to prove
Playing games with my heart
Hey now listen, i ain’t gonna take one more night
You’re the one who broke the rules
And i’m the one who played the fool
Now you’re trying to tell me it’s alright
You should know better than to hurt a friend
You’ll never get another chance again
You’ll be back where you started
I know you won’t admit it but you’re broken-hearted
Back where you started
You think it’s gonna be easy but it just gets harder, harder
You had a way with words
One look and i was under your spell
I didn’t know should i stay or should i run
You can’t deny you told me lies
Love’em and leave’em baby, that’s your style
I’m not affraid to take life as it comes
You play with fire i guess you’ll never learn
You mess with me babe, you ‘re gonna get burned
You’ll be back where you started
I know how it feels when you’ve been discarded
Back where you started
You think you got it made but it won’t get you far, no it won’t get you far
Who’s gonna help ya, throw you a lifetime
I’ll tell you one thing, you’ve really done it this time
You took your one chance and let it slip away

More at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tina_Turner