Another Ticket - Lyrics - Eric Clapton

Title: Another Ticket
Artist: Eric Clapton
Composer(s): Eric Clapton

Lyric:
Why can't it stay like this forever?
Why does it always have to change?

Every time you think you've paid the price
Seems you've always got to pay it twice
Every time you think you're near the end
You turn around and find another ticket

Oh my love, time is runnin' out
Oh my love, time is runnin' out

Why must we wait until tomorrow
When we already know the score?

Every time you think you've paid the price
Seems you've always got to pay it twice
Every time you think you've got it made
Seems you're lonely lying in the shade

Every time you think you've run the course
Seems you've got to ride another horse
Every time you think you're near the end
You turn around and find another ticket

Oh my love, time is runnin' out
Oh my love, time is runnin' out

Every time you think you've paid the price
Seems you've always got to pay it twice
Every time you think you've got it made
Seems you're lonely lying in the shade

Every time you think you've run the course
Seems you've got to ride another horse
Every time you think you're near the end
You turn around and find another ticket

Oh my love, time is runnin' out
Oh my love, time is runnin' out
Oh my love, time is runnin' out

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One Way Ticket - Lyrics - One Way Ticket to Hell...And Back - Darkness

Title: One Way Ticket
Album: One Way Ticket to Hell...And Back
Artist: Darkness
Composer(s): Daniel Hawkins, Justin Hawkins, Franc Poullain-Patterson

Lyric:
It was a dusty old night
And I'm the first to admit it
I'm sure I upset someone
But my memory has chosen to omit it

A tiny voice telling me
I really should cool it
Chewing my face off
Talking absolute rubbish

The first line hit me like a kick in the face
I thought I better have another one just in case
Next thing I knew my heart was under attack
And bought a one way ticket to hell

And back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell

I'm always trying to keep my vices under wraps
But a coach load of mutes would appear talkative chaps
If they seemed fit to join me for a couple of hits
But my septum is in tatters and I've still got the runs

Burn for a moment then you kick like a mule
Strangers are agreeing that it was rocket fuel
Several lines are chocking like a glorious game
And bought a one way ticket to hell

And back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell

Stick it up your nose

Holy coke, repeating myself, except I'm getting slightly louder
Pausing just long enough to snort that white powder
Wheels steering off but I'm still on track
And bought a one way ticket to hell

And back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell

One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell and back
One way ticket to hell and back
Bought a one way ticket to hell

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The World - Lyrics - Time Well Wasted - Brad Paisley

Title: The World
Album: Time Well Wasted
Artist: Brad Paisley
Composer(s): Lee Thomas Miller, Brad Paisley, Kelley Lovelace

Lyric:
To the teller down at the bank
You're just another checking account
To the plumber that came today
You're just another house

At the airport ticket counter
You're just another fare
At the beauty shop at the mall
Well you're just another head of hair

Well that's alright, that's ok
If you don't feel important, honey
All I've got to say is

To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world

To the waiter at the restaurant
You're just another tip
To the guy at the ice cream shop
You're just another dip

When you can't get reservations
'Cause you don't have the clout
Or you didn't get an invitation
'Cause somebody left you out

That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've got to say is

To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world

You think you're one of millions
But you're one in a million to me
When you wonder if you matter, baby
Look into my eyes
And tell me, can't you see
You're everything to me

That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've gotta say is

To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world

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Another Victory - Lyrics - It's A Big Daddy Thing - Big Daddy Kane

Title: Another Victory
Album: It's A Big Daddy Thing
Artist: Big Daddy Kane
Composer(s): Duck Dunn, Antonio Hardy, Al Jackson, Steve Cropper, Booker T Jones

Lyric:
Here comes the conquering brother
That fathoms and never ceases
Violators pick up the pieces
(Uh)
That are left behind as you're left to find

The fury of the five fingers of death are mine
Rippin' on the microphone, receitin' poem
Givin' competition a Big Daddy syndrome
Some step up, none kept up
(Mmm)
(Mmm)

They rap a brief moment and then shut up
Lips are sealed because all of this is real
I'm not about frontin', I tell the real deal of society
(What?)
So how we livin' like a turkey on Thanksgiving
Or like Robin Gibbons? Not to offend

I just want you to comprehend every message I send
(Tell 'em)
'Cause I don't understand, I have to wonder, damn
How could this lifestyle be fun to man
To see a brother gettin' paid undercover
Sellin' drugs to one another

'Cause all the glamor you get is miscellaneous
And all the product you sell is real dangerous
Like um, um, let's say, un, poison
Destruction to all your own boys and girls
Who like to buy and give it a try

Admire and can't deny the high
That's why they soon die
These are the games that a fool would play today
For our own kind to decay, no sign of brotherly love
Just scavengers in search of

Another victory

When I'm ridin' in my Volvo, cops harass me
They never ride past me, they hound me like Lassie
Wantin' to give me a summons or a ticket
Huh, I got a place for them to stick it
(Kick it)

They can't understand to see a black man
Drivin' a car that costs 25 grand
The first thing they say is, "Where'd you steal her?"
And then they assume that I'm a drug dealer
Huh, that just makes me wanna laugh
'Cause now I'm a star and your son got my autograph

So all the cops on the highway gettin' me
My name ain't Kieth, so could you please stop sweatin' me
So I can flow and go on, so on and so on
To all the jams Cee throw on
Reachin' a summit as you learn from it

A lesson taught from yours truly, so here cometh
The royal majesty, others have to be
Fully prepared, though they still won't last with me
So when you hope to hang or even handle
I'll show the meaning of power and just cancel
(Period)

Out of order, conquer and slaughter
You're comin' up shorter, boy, you'll need more to
Compete 'cause the heat is deep in concrete
Defeat, bring up the fleet, flee 'fore we meet
Or stay away, puttin' new rhymes on layaway

Then come get this when you're ready for business
'Cause aaaaah yeah, I'm with this
(I'm ready)
Yo, Mister Cee, what is this?

Another victory

MC's and enemies I freeze at 32 degrees
Because they can't drop rhymes like these
Competition never saw none done
So pay attention as I mention the 411

Just the other day, I heard a brother say
"Taxi cabs don't even come my way
They all be afraid they won't get paid
So they zoom right past and pick up a lighter shade"

"And if they stop, the first thing they want
No more than two people and the money up-front
Treatin' me like I'm some type of thug
It might sound bugged but they don't wanna get mugged"

Who's in the right or wrong? It's time to unite along
The righteous with a walk in success and be strong
Instead of lookin' for someone to beef with
A brother like the Big Daddy Kane is peace with

Rappers of today like
(Kid 'N' Play)
Hey, even my man L.L.Cool J
(Stetsasonic) and EPMD
Public Enemy and
(BDP)

Salt 'N' Pepa 'cause we can't sever never
Wheihter, whatever, we better stand together
That means unite, not fightin' or fussin' or cussin'
Save all the base for the pipe and start lovin'
One another 'cause separation is a flaw
So endure for more and stop lookin' for

Another victory
Another victory
Another victory
...

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Long Hard Lesson Learned - Lyrics - John Anderson

Title: Long Hard Lesson Learned
Artist: John Anderson
Composer(s): John David Anderson, Mike Anderson, Donna Kay Anderson

Lyric:
A one way ticket is all we need
No return, no guarantee
Straight ahead and don't look back
This train is on a one way track

Oh life, it's a precious thing
Don?t waste it all worrying
Time that?s lost can?t be returned
It?s another long hard lesson learned

Teach your children not to hate
Hope they learn before it?s too late
To get rid of the bad laws and keep the good
Save the oceans and the woods

When will we all understand
That the future?s in our hands?
Once it?s lost it can?t be returned
It?s another long hard lesson learned

I can see the writing on the wall
Open up your eyes, y'all and heed the call
When you play with fire, you?re bound to get burned
It's another long hard lesson learned

Another long hard lesson learned
Another long hard lesson learned
Another long hard lesson learned

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Where Do We Go - Lyrics - Look What You Made Me - Yung Berg

Title: Where Do We Go
Album: Look What You Made Me
Artist: Yung Berg
Composer(s): Jason Fleming, Alan Parsons, Christian Ward, Eric Woolfson

Lyric:
Bro, what's poppin'?
It's 'bout time, real Chi-Town niggas link up
Without no further a due
I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in

Where do we go from here?
Now that all of the children are grown up
And I will respond my time
Knowing nobody gives us a hand

Aye
(Aye)
If y'all niggas don't get ya money right
This time you know what sayin'
I'm giving niggas till the end of 07 'bout 08
(Where we going?)
My bank account gon' have eight digits that is
Let's go
(Let's go)

Nobody gave me nothing
I made 50 of a pack
When I made 100
I ran straight to the block
Bounced back with the work like
(Take it all, you need me)
Yes, sir

Niggas better get wit the program
I'm fast on a track
But I kill a slow jam
Oh man, goddamn
(Take it all, you need me)

YB gang, that's the new thang
Brand new chain is straight from Hussein
Mo shoes, mo cars
(Take it all, you need me)
Mo clothes, mo brain, oh yeah

You done seen a few niggas
Wit a yang like me
Never really had doh and shorty like my
Never rolled around in a drop top V

Like me, like we, YB, that's us
Too fast, too hard
(Take it all, you need me)
Young Buck, catch up, yep

I'ma prime time player
Shorty, don't smoke weed
She a high time hater and
Why date her hand, my paper is
(Take it all, you need me)
Few taller than a skyscraper

Niggas better know how to ride the 101
Big shotgun and I buy another one and another
(And another)
And another
(And another)
(Take it all, you need me)
Keep going, is you wit it?

You ain't got shit to say less you did it
You ain't never came from nothin' and blew wit it
(But)
Who did it?
(Yep)
I did it
YB, that's the new

Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
(Take it all, you need me)

Where we going from here niggas?
I know where we going
But where you going?
Don't miss the train nigga

Headed straight to the Yung Boss mansion
South side stand up
Location top of the world
West side get up K-Town, Twista get 'em

Now, now, I'm a old G in the city and ya knew one day
A nigga was gon' come along and spit that real shit
Wanna bet, what?
(Take it all, you need me)
That he too much of a thug for you
Wanna be ballers out here to deal with

Make it competition, go sit on the couch for him
If he need work I'ma hand it out for him
If he need a pistol I'ma hand it out for him
(Take it all, you need me)
Yung Berg and the Twista and I'll vouch for him, that's me

Could spit it just so I could spit it
Flow a just so could flow a, fuck her like I could fuck her
(Take it all, you need me)
Do her like I could do her, get it how you got to get it

Me and my boy came up on tha block
Hustling by the building
Just stacking the money up to the ceiling
Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em
When I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg
Where we go after we kill 'em?

'Cuz we gettin' money and the roof gon' be so wicked
Is the reason we can kick it how we kick
And it's the reason why we pull up on the 30's
(Take it all, you need me)
And the Hummers and we don't give a fuck
If we get a ticket and

Why I pay a hundred dollars for a watch?
Five fifty for a ounce a kush, three fifty for a pair of jeans
And thirty thousand for a Charger
(Take it all, you need me)
Two hundred for all cops on the first look
Got money on the books

And we got the dollars for Impalers
And the Thumpers and the Hummers
And I'm throwing out the other figgas
Yung B E R to the G wit the TB some killas
And we never taking shit from off another nigga

Every time I had mo of to dank
Niggas think I be finish
But I got mo in the tank
I'ma score about 80 on 'em

And go in the paint
(Take it all, you need me)
I'ma take a chunk of ya chip
And then go to the bank so, uh

Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
(Take it all, you need me)

Yes sir, niggas said Dr Wine wasn't nothing
3 years later Dr Wine got a budget
4 years later now everybody love it
(Take it all, you need me)
God fucking damn

Niggas said June wasn't that hot
JB sitting back and I was gon' flop
Now we on top like dog I told ya
(Take it all, you need me)

M holla what's good miss ride out
Let these motherfuckers
Know what we talk about
Left lane, Yung Boss

Get ya money we 'bout to turn the lights out
We about to take it straight to the white house
Cook crack clean it up then I write down
Everything that I see we I come around
(Take it all, you need me)
Every state every hood that I've been around

84th, just seen to the buggie down
Niggas know I blow weed when I put it down
Niggas know I got love, niggas know I been plugged
(Take it all, you need me)
That's right I'ma a prince of the Chi-Town

So where my south side niggas at right now
We gon' all line up in a single file
And give the whole world something they can sing about
(Take it all, you need me)

Rule 1, better live what you speak bout
Rule 2, don't slip when you creep out
Rule 3, grab heat when you leave out
Rule 4, don't rush nigga ease out
(Take it all, you need me)
And Rule 5, fall or die

Cop that shit that the ballers buy
Ride that wip that the ballers drive
Big GT Royce Chevy that's ridin' high
Swang on 'em when you ridin' by and I'm gone

Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
(Take it all, you need me)

Yea, it's the boss, baby
Look what you made me
Where we going from here?
So you ridin' wit us so good luck
You could be with this or that

Yea, so there you have it
Eat your fucking heart out on this one
Yung Berg, Twista, ugh

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How Many Times? - Lyrics - The Great Milenko - Insane Clown Posse

Title: How Many Times?
Album: The Great Milenko
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Composer(s): Mike E Clark, Joseph Utsler, Joseph Bruce

Lyric:
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now I didn't let ya pass
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife
Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about
Why don't you wait till he sleeps, and take him out?
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour

Must be an accident, I hope nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll by and creep slow
Hopin' they can see a mangled body show
Some park, and stand there and watch it all
With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare and just look
I remember one time I was pulled over
Handcuffed, the cop was like, shows over
People watching, hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke their fuckin' heads

How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many times will I wait in a line
It's three thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine
I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute
Why am I here? To pay a fuckin' parking ticket
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit
I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket

How many times will a crack head smoke crack
And ask me for some money 'cuz he wants crack
Give him money, again, he's coming back
Walk away, and here's another, Gimmie Crack
How many time will a kid give a dirty look
A little punk ass bitch tryin' to be a crook
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores
When you were just a nut stain in your mama's drawers

How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many times will you steal my car stereo,
It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat,
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek
How many times did I walk in, and just sit,
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit
Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait
Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?

Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the counter
And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip
How many times will a judge decide my fate
Who is he? A bitch nothin' great
He takes shits, and fuck his old floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my life

How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times?
How many times will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry?

{Dawg, I peels cats all day long, mutha fucka
The call me the big wheeler cat peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'?
I run this whole mutha fucka
The whole block, dawg
They call me the king, the big king, king killer big wheeler cat peeler Yeah That's what they call me around this mutha fucka
I run this bitch
I got this bitch locked down I'm a big gang banga, man
I'm a gang banga mutha fucka
See, they ain't think that we was gang bangin'
Out in this neighborhood
But they don't know about me and my clik, dawg
And if you all wanna be down
Shit, we can sit down and talk
Ya know what I'm sayin'}

{Bobby, get your ass here right now and finish your homework
Here I come, aw dawg I gotta go man
But look, meet me here tomorrow after school
Oh wait I got year book awright meet me here
Around five-thirty tomorrow, dawg awright guys peace
I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude
Yeah, me too 'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers}

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Motto - Lyrics - Method Man

Title: Motto
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Lee Stone, Clifford M Smith, Nasheim Myrick

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Lyric:
Yo, aww shit

My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll
Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll
I spit, chew it, you know it like a poet, baby doll
Get in the music, you know it like a poet, baby doll

If you don't know, you better, ask somebody who I be
On land, air, or sea, I don't need no I.D
Once again, let's get under their skins like I.V.'s
Or Roman numerals fours, who we doin' the score
I got a shoe in the door, nothin' new anymore
Ya'll got love for me? I got love for you and yours

Tical Part 0, my friend, rappers is fightin'
Like Tyson, when nothin' else work I'll start bitin'
My shit, and his shit, I'm hopin' it end
I live my life like a lotto ticket, hopin' it win
Purple haze got me chokin' again, open again
I'm what's crackin', like your mamma smokin' again

If you see a model, then you might see me follow
Rubbin' her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle
Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto
"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back tomorrow"

Ya'll tryin' to get me started
Who on the short yellow bus tryin' to get retarded?
Kid don't be the artist, formerly known as artist
Jump off a skyscraper, the roof who hit the hardest
Where the bastards at and where they habitats?
I send they asses back to foldin' sweaters at the Gap

I like Nikes, food spicy, I'm a Pisces
That's why women love me and any nigga that's like me
Thoroughbread, I'm with gettin' this dough instead
Need a ho, like I need another hole in the head
Lord help me, I'm crackin' the safe, pocket like face
Mighty Healthy, you know I'm the shit, soon as you smelt me

If you see a model, then you might see me follow
Rubbin' her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle
Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto
"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back tomorrow"

For what it's worth, the early bird sit at the table and eat first
My niggaz need work, mami buggin', rippin' my T-shirt
We can kick it until our feet hurt
Mothers warn your daughters 'bout this tall drink of water
Spoiler, waiter give her anything she order on the menu
Method Man, live at your venue

Smokin' it, jumpin' off the shit, like he mental
Kid, I got a murder rap, and my head is simple
Open up the pussy, put the lead in the pencils
And people sayin' Wu gon' break up, ya'll
We got y'all numbers, it's time ya'll got your wake up calls
And

If you see a model, then you might see me follow
Rubbin' her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle
Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto
"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back tomorrow"

If you see a model, then you might see me follow
Rubbin' her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle
Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto
"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back tomorrow"

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Till Then (Time Stands Still) - Lyrics - Rick Astley

Title: Till Then (Time Stands Still)
Artist: Rick Astley
Composer(s): Peter Waterman, Mike Stock, Matt Aitken

Lyric:
I've been away for such a long time
Every day I miss you
All those long and lonely nights
Counting the hours till I'm with you

Till then I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong
(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side

And the hands on the clock
Going round and round and round
But time don't seem to be moving at all

Every minute you were on my mind
Every day I wrote you
Half of me is lost in time
Half of me is always with you

Till then I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong
(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side

And the hands on the clock
Going round and round and round
But time don't seem to be moving at all

Another ticket for another trip to another destination
(Destination)
It's just the thought of you that keeps me strong
Moving in the right direction

Till then I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong
(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side

And the hands on the clock
Going round and round and round
But time don't seem to be moving at all

(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side
(Till then)
I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong

(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side
(Till then)
I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong

(Till then)
Keep our love alive, I won't be satisfied
Till you're right here by my side
(Till then)
I'll keep holding on, praying I'm not wrong
Hoping that our love is still strong

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Mean Eyed Cat - Lyrics - Unchained - Johnny Cash

Title: Mean Eyed Cat
Album: Unchained
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Johnny Cash

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Lyric:
I give my woman half my money at the general store
I said, "Now buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more"
But she gave ten dollars for a ten cent hat
And bought some store bought cat food for that mean eyed cat

When I woke up this mornin' and I turned my head
There wasn't a cotton pickin' thing on her side of the bed
I found a little old note where her head belonged
It said, "Dear John, honey, baby, I'm long gone"

When I heard a whistle blowin', and the big wheels a-turnin'
I was scared as I could be
But I put on my overalls and I headed to town
Gonna bring her back with me

I asked the man down at the station if he'd seen her there
I told him all about her pretty eyes and long, blond hair
He spit his tobacco, said, "I'll be dad blamed
I believe I did see her leavin' on the east bound train"

I bought a round trip ticket on the east bound train
I was broke as I could be
But when I come back and gotta buy another ticket
Gonna bring her back with me

Well, I got off the train somewhere in Arkansas
And I worked up the guts to call my mother-in-law
She said, "I'll tell you where she is, if you act right"
"She's workin' four to twelve at trucker's world tonight"

Well when I walked in she saw me, and she took off her apron
And she grabbed her goin' home hat
She bought a ticket with her tips and now we're curled up on the sofa
Me and her and that mean eyed cat

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Good Morning Baby - Lyrics - Bic Runga

Title: Good Morning Baby
Artist: Bic Runga
Composer(s): Bic (Briolette Kah Runga, Daniel Dodd Wilson

Lyric:
Between an overload of information
And a striving for a pure dedication
I find myself looking for the exit sign
See your pretty face in the sunshine

In the morning after staying up all night
I want to wake you just to hear you
Tell me it's alright
And all I want to be is too much
Sometimes for me

Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day

See the stars and all the planets
Fly the great wide world and have it all
Yeah better get a ticket better get in line
I'm praying now for beautiful weather

Take a car and drive forever
But I'm only ever sitting at the traffic light
And all the world to see is too much
Sometimes for me

Good morning baby
I hope I'm gonna make it through another day
Good morning baby
I hope we're gonna make it through another day

(And when you rise)
And when you rise you'll find me here
(Open your eyes)
And see myself

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Put That On Something - Lyrics - Kuruption! - Kurupt

Title: Put That On Something
Album: Kuruption!
Artist: Kurupt
Composer(s): Ricardo Brown, Donald Degrate

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Lyric:
When the acid rain falls, your frame falls
I'll make your chains spark the lead, the chainsaws
I'm not captivated and I'm not captive
Free as a bird to fly out on Perv

Ain't here for no frontin' just to say a little somethin'
Rack up the gauge, spray a lil' something'
My momma always told me, rght before, she'd hold me
"Don't tell me, don't say it, just show me"

Over and over again it sunk in slowly
I'm a bomb shell bomb-o-rama, high times is proper
I'm eqipped with 4 clips and all the accessories
For all them Sesame Street G's that pestin' me

Not servin' neccessaties in the battle, I'm raw Galactica, mother
Light 'em up like battle star, Galactica, mother
I'ma show you how I do it over here, over here
If you show me how you do it over there, over there

I'm 'bout to get a meal ticket, put that on something
I'm about to get payed, put that on something
I put that on my momma, put that on something
That's on everything, nigga, put that on something

I'm about to get a meal ticket, put that on something
I'm about to get payed, put that on something
I put that on my momma, put that on something
That's on everything, nigga, put that on something
Put that on something, put that on something
Nigga, put that on something

I put that on my shoes and socks, my moms and my pops
My bomb drops, my 5 glocks, and my knots
How you gonna tell me what I'm gonna do?
When I'm not, when I'm hot is when you can consider it got

In one false move, is when the vaults move
Cracked in the middle like eggs, spread on the table
Your pulse halts, boy, get your game together
This ain't to die together, this ain't this ain't together

Now ain't this somethin', a youngster just swerved up
The homie just swerved up, hold up, I'ma be goin' tonight
I ran into the homies, it's on tonight
I gotta throw on my stars and my khakis on tonight
I'ma show you how I do it over here, over here
If you show me how you do it over there, what?

I'm 'bout to get a meal ticket, put that on something
I'm about to get payed, put that on something
I put that on my momma, put that on something
That's on everything, put that on something

I'm about to get a meal ticket, put that on something
I'm about to get payed, put that on something
I put that on my momma, put that on something
That's on everything, put that on something

Yeah, put that on something
That's on the Pound, put that on something
That's from the hill, nigga, put that on something
That's from the mountain, put that on something
Fool, put that on something

I know a few of y'all could the time to spit off after bustin' lead off
Knockin' a nigga head off, fa sho, hard core, fa sho
Predator, mentor, entrepenuer, radical and raw assasin, maskin'
Caskets and drastics tactics, quick to flip 'em like bricks

Put a little soul in your strive, home boy
Do you ever think about tryin' to ride, home boy
Caticalism, reactions leads to another food up
Fool across the across the bridge with 6 kids, get clips

And everything 'quipped with that
Like Daz said, "Retaliation, revenge and getback"
Like Daz said, "If you ever need me homie, you know what to do"
If I never said it before, the same applies for you, this one's for you
I'ma show you how I do it over here, over here
Now, y'all show me how you do it over there, over there

I ride with the West Coast, put that on something
I ride with the East Coast, put that on something
I put that on my momma, put that on something
That's on everything, put that on something

I ride with up north, put that on something
I ride with the dirty south, put that on something
I put that on my momma, yeah, put that on something
That's on everything, fool, put that on something
Yeah, nigga, put that on something, put that on something

I put that on the hood, put that on something
I put that on my kids, put that on something
I put that on my life, put that on something
I put that on everything, put that on something
I put that on my grandkids, put that on something

I put that on everything, put that on something
I put that on my life, put that on something
Put that on something, put that on something
Is that right, oh really, put that on something then
Put that on something

Put that on something you love, something that you care about
Something that you would never give up
Put that on something, put that on something
Put that on something, you know what I mean?
Put that on something, homie

Put that on something
Put that on something
Put that on something
...

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Hot Night In A Cold Town - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Hot Night In A Cold Town
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): Geoff Cushing-Murray, Richard Littlefield

Lyric:
Sonny's out strolling, ambling slowly
Washed in amber street lights
A Mexican wind blows in takin'
A hold of Angelina's hair and her halo
Motors runnin', muffling the sound
Of street talk and big deals goin' down

It's another hot, hot night in a cold town
Got yourself a hot, hot night in a cold town

Johnny's got spare change in his pocket
A ring and a watch to hock for a sweet ride
A one way ticket hidden in his shoe
These last few hours, he says he'll spend with you
He's leavin' home without a trace
No forwarding address he'll never have to face

Another hot, hot night in a cold town
Got yourself a hot, hot night in a cold town

Well, the losers and the groovers
And the corner boys are hangin' 'round
Runnin' in and out of doorways
Up and down the stairs
Stray dogs headed for the pound

It's another hot, hot night in a cold town
Got a, got a hot, hot night in a cold, cold town

It's another hot, hot night in a cold town
Got yourself a hot, hot night in a cold town

Got a, got a hot, hot night in a cold town
Got a, got a, got a, got a hot night in a cold, cold town

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Today Is The Number Seventeen - Lyrics - My American Heart

Title: Today Is The Number Seventeen
Artist: My American Heart
Composer(s): Jesse Barrera, Jeremy Mendez, Steven Oira, Larry Soliman

Lyric:
Oh no, here we go again
Miles gone, times are changing
And my life turned upside down
You would think they would know

I'm not coming back
They said they'd be all right for now
I said I'd live my life somehow
But problems are taking shape so fast
I don't need to find a, a one way ticket back
Because, because, because, because

This is it, yeah, this is it
We are serious as sin
Tonight we cross another bridge
Yeah, this is it

Tonight we drive
Tonight we fly like butterflies
This is our time, this is our time
So don't mistake me twice, mistake me twice

Here we go again
Mile markers are getting old
And a fuel fast burning van
Problems are taking shape so fast
I don't need to find a, a one way ticket back
Because, because, because, because

This is it, yeah, this is it
We are serious as sin
Tonight we cross another bridge
Yeah, this is it

Yeah, this is it
We are serious as sin
Tonight we cross another bridge
Yeah, this is it

Tonight we drive, tonight we fly
Tonight we close our eyes
And dream of all our thoughts out loud
'Cause this is it, yeah, this is it

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Carol - Lyrics - Al Stewart

Title: Carol
Artist: Al Stewart
Composer(s): Al Stewart

Lyric:
Sometimes it seems unimaginable
That you were ever any other way
With your white rose face and your orphan clothes
Embroidered jeans and silver chains

You're a well known face in all the hang-out places
Where the lost souls congregate
You sit all night but you talk too fast
I don't know what you're trying to say

Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover
Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover
You've got a one-way ticket for all your yesterdays

I know your daddy said he'd talk to you
But he never really found the time
And your TV mother with her cocktail eyes
Could never really reach your mind

So you fixed your star to a passing dream
And took a cocaine holiday
Now the years flow 'round you in a muddy stream
You need another place to stay

Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover
Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover
You've got a one-way ticket for all your yesterdays

Reach down, silvery ship from the stars
I know you're there
I know you'll understand me
You can take me anywhere
I know you must be there

While sometimes it seems impossible
That the game could get that rough
But the stage is set, the exit's barred
And the make-up won't come off

So you make your bow to the balcony
You light another cigarette
And the lights grow dim as the music starts
And it's easy to forget

Oh Carol, I think it's time for running for cover
Believe me, you're everyone's and nobody's lover
You've got a one-way ticket to all your yesterdays

Reach down, silvery ship from the stars
I know you're there
I know you'll understand me
You can take me anywhere
I know you must be there

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Visit - Lyrics - Music - 311

Title: Visit
Album: Music
Artist: 311
Composer(s): D Martinez, C Sexton, N Hexum, T Mahoney, A Wills

Lyric:
He wouldn't say he cared at all if you asked him
You're heading for a fall brother, it goes right past him
In another world, he's in another place
You know the need for speed's just another form of greed

But when your Jones and your brains frozen
You're not thinkin' 'bout the choices you're makin'
You're just rollin' on and on, it's anybody's guess
'Cuz no one's at the wheel, at the front of that mess, yes

The sun is goin' down for me, it's goin' down for me
He and she are what I need, yes, they're what I need
But I'm gonna buy a ticket, I'm not gonna even pick it
I heard it, he said it, I heard it, but it went, but it went, something like

Visit, I wanna visit the world
So now I visit the world
With my time on this world

Because livin' when you're hungry is a dog in an alley
Now I mind my business 'cuz I'm rhymin' down in Cali
I ain't playin' when sayin', kings of the ghetto feel they losin' ground
Vato's goin' loco because everyone's brought down

This is a visit, then we dead, fade to dust stricken
I'm wearin' my Doc Martens 'cuz I'm always down for kickin'
This, my friend, the city pity, everywhere the enemy
Ready or not homey stompin', everyone in front of me

Jump up and down 'cus that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float, follow me now with a smile
Lookin' at the ocean I see there's plenty
Lookin' at the river I see there's plenty

So visit, I wanna visit the world
So now I visit the world
With my time on this world

Jump up and down 'cuz that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float, follow me now with a smile
I got a golden ticket, I'm not gonna even pick it
I heard it, he said it, I heard it but it went, but it went, something like

Visit, I wanna visit the world
So now I visit the world
With my time on this world

Visit, I wanna visit the world
So now I visit the world
With my time on this world

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Fuck All Y'All - Lyrics - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) - 2pac

Title: Fuck All Y'All
Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Katari Cox, Ricky Rouse, Brad Jordan, Tupac Shakur, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all
I don't need nobody
Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all

Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me
When all these muthafuckin' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody callin' back
Now, what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats?

Remember me, I'm ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin' Hennessey hangin' with the clowns and all
We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens oh, we fuckin' cousins

You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
It took time but finally the cash was mine
All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind

Look around and all I see is snakes and faces
Like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's
And when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends?
They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all

Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all

I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use?
'Cause I'm a hopeless thug
Ain't no love reminiscin' on how close we was
Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way

And hey, how much money can you stack in a deck?
It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court
I recollect we used to ball now just livin's enough
I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Thug for life scrawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow
I know it's gettin' crazy after dark

These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'
Ain't no fear in my heart, what's goin' on in the ghetto
Still struggle and strive? I still roll with the heater smokin' chocolate Thai
In 94 I'll be goin' solo, too many problems with my own
So I'm rollin' do-do, fuck all y'all

Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all

I went from rags to riches
Quick to socializin' with the baddest bitches
Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
I'm seein' death around the corner
I'm bumpin' Gloria, doin' 90 'cause I wanna

I'm gettin' high like I said it with some chocolate Thai
Mixed with some Indonesia watch me fly
And even though I know the cops behind me
Hit the weed and uh, I continue doin' 90, biotch

Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court?
Fuck the law, give a shit I'm even worse than before
I know they wanna see a nigga buried
But I ain't worried still throwin' these thangs

Got me locked in these chains
And hey, nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout?
Soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out
And when I hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball
I'm screamin' thug life nigga fuck y'all

Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all

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Tunnel Of Love - Lyrics - Mark Knopfler

Title: Tunnel Of Love
Artist: Mark Knopfler
Composer(s): M Knopfler

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Lyric:
Getting crazy on the waltzers
But it's the life that I choose
Sing about the sixblade
Sing about the switchback
And a torture tattoo

And I been riding on a ghost train
Where the cars they scream and slam
And I don't know where I'll be tonight
But I'll always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces
I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races
Just like me she was a victim of the night

I put my hand upon the lever
Said let it rock and let it roll
I had a one arm bandit fever
There was an arrow through
My heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love, yeah love

It's just a danger, danger
And when you're riding at your own risk
She said "You are the perfect stranger"
She said "Baby just keep it like this"

It's just a cakewalk twisting baby
Step right up and say
"Hey mister give me two, give me two now"
'Cause any two can play

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love, oooh love

Well it's been money for muscle on a another whirligig
Money for muscle and a another girl I dig
Another hustle just to, just to make it big
And rockaway, you rockaway, oh rockaway, rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we where kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we where kids

Check it out

She took off a silver locket
She said "Remember me by this"
She put her hand in my pocket
I got a keepsake and a kiss

And in the roar of dust and diesel
I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough
But something must have made me stay

And the big wheel keep on turning
Neon burning up above
And I'm just high on this world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love, yeah love, love, love
On the tunnel of love, ooh love, love

And now I'm searching through these carousels
And the carnival arcades
Searching everywhere
From steeplechase to palisades

In any shooting gallery
Where promises are made
To rockaway, rockaway, rockaway, rockaway
From Cullercoats and Whitley Bay out to rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we where kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish city to me when we where kids

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All Over Now - Lyrics - Great White

Title: All Over Now
Artist: Great White
Composer(s): Michael Lardie, Mike Kendall, Alan Niven

Lyric:
Woke up a little too rough
Looking like a quarter
When a dollar ain't enough
This room is just a mess
Nothings ever working
And I couldn't care less

You know I ain't got no honey
Because I ain't got no money
Broke up, no good bye
Now it's down to slumming
And living high and dry

So don't go comin' around
No more bringin' me down

There's nothin' left, baby
It's all over now
That's why, can't cry
Now you've got a ticket
It's all over now

So tough, all her jive
Need a lot of action
Just to keep it alive
Blue moon love in June
Nothin' but a promise
Of trouble comin' soon

Ain't got a lover
Who ain't got another
Woke up, just enough
Give you all I ought to
But it never was enough

No more comin' around
No more bringin' me down

Nothin' left, baby
It's all over now
That's why, can't cry
It's all over now

Nothin' left, baby
It's all over now
That's why, can't cry
Now you've got a ticket
It's all over now, yeah

She done me wrong
It's all over town
Now she's gone
Your turn to cry

Nothin' left, baby
It's all over now
That's why, can't cry
It's all over now

Nothin' left, baby
It's all over now
That's why, can't cry
Now you've got a ticket
It's all over now, oh yeah

Over now, its all over now
See you

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Checkout Line - Lyrics - Mobile Estates - Citizen King

Title: Checkout Line
Album: Mobile Estates
Artist: Citizen King
Composer(s): Matthew John Sims, David J. Cooley

Lyric:
Well, it's up in the air an escalator away
A comma into the phrase, another ticket to pay
Well, I can't see where this is going again
Because I'm behind with every line that I'm in
Single file in the pile, Calgon take me away
Smile on the ugly face, while I'm

Waiting in the checkout line where I waste my time
Marinade and skip again, I'll be doing fine in the meantime
Until the next time I'm waiting in the checkout line

Liquid crystal display turning a year and a day
A special light for the blues on a big holiday
Well, I can't see where this is going again
Because I'm dead last with every line that begins
Register's on the edge with a one-way exchange
Paper or plastic today, while I'm

Waiting in the checkout line where I waste my time
Marinade and skip again, I'll be doing fine in the meantime
Until the next time I'm waiting in the checkout line
Where I waste my time, marinade and skip again I'll be doing fine
Till the next time, till the next time

Well, it's up in the air in the checkout line
Where I waste my time, marinade and skip again
An escalator away in the checkout line
Where I waste my time, marinade and skip again

I'm checking in at the checkout, I'm boomerang on the dime drop
Stop just passing by, just passing by

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