Bank Of Bad Habits - Lyrics - Jimmy Buffett

Title: Bank Of Bad Habits
Artist: Jimmy Buffett
Composer(s): Jimmy Buffett, Peter Mayer, Jay Oliver, Roger Guth, Russ Kunkel

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Lyric:
The rumors and the stories of my past I can't deny
I'm no Saint Ignatius but again I'm no barfly
The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
I've got this bank of bad habits in a corner of my soul

Bank of bad habits, the price of vice foretold
One by one they'll do you in, they're bound to take their toll
The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
I've got this bank of bad habits in a corner of my soul

Last night, I said, goodbye to a dear old friend of mine
Just a throw back shell beach party, nothin' really asinine
Rum and cooked animals and bullshit by the ton
That party lasted way too long and I had too much fun

Bank of bad habits, the price of vice foretold
One by one they'll do you in, they're bound to take their toll
The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
I've got this bank of bad habits in a corner of my soul
That bank of bad habits is worth its weight in gold

Time for you to spend that dough
You're the only one you owe
So put away those alibis
You can't fool that Banker in the sky

{Now let me tell you about the 7 Deadly Sins
1. Pride, Thou shalt not have pride in thy neighbor
2. Coveting, Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife
3. Lust, Thou shalt not lust after his neighbor's wife
4. Anger, Do not be angry with your neighbor's wife
5. Gluttony, Do not eat thy neighbor's wife's popcorn
6. Envy, Do not envy your neighbor's wife
7. Sloth, Do not be a slob
And the eighth deadly sin is, Pizza}

A picture's worth a thousand words just ask a cameraman
And it's no sin to stop and look, I do it when I can
But you have to purge that urge to merge
You have to keep your head
Or trouble is what you will find inside some stranger's bed

Bank of bad habits, the price of vice foretold
One by one they'll do you in, they're bound to take their toll
The wrong thing is the right thing until you lose control
I've got this bank of bad habits
It's worth its weight in gold

Yeah, we're talkin' Krugerrands, doubloons
I was wonderin', do you think
They have an ATM machine for bad habits?
I think I'll apply for that card

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Bad Habits - Lyrics - Joan Armatrading

Title: Bad Habits
Artist: Joan Armatrading
Composer(s): Joan Armatrading

Lyric:
You swear too much
You drink too many
You smoke like a burning
Haystack, honey

You got bad habits
Bad habits

You chase all the women
Coloured and white
You steal from your mother
Do you think that's right?

You got bad habits
Bad habits

You walk on the grass
The sign he say don't
You say you'll do things
That you know you won't

You own a car
For which you didn't pay
But you earned my love
It's here to stay

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Every lie a masterpiece
You're gifted but I'm young
So I can take it

All the policemen know you
Your face, name
Where you were last night
And at what time you came

It's those bad habits
Bad habits

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One Of My Bad Habits - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Title: One Of My Bad Habits
Artist: Waylon Jennings
Composer(s): Harlan Howard

Lyric:
I gotta quit this smokin'
It's because of my chokin'
I gotta quit this drinkin'
It's been messin' up my thinkin'

Baby, you're included in my plan
You're one of my bad habits
I'm gonna quit you if I can

I gotta quit this cryin'
'Cause you won't quit your lyin'
You dig another guy
And I'm sick and tired of tryin'

I'm gonna have to face it like man
You're one of my bad habits
I'm gonna quit you if I can

I've gotta quit this hopin'
You'll change and stop this mockin'
All that you been sayin'
Was just the game you're playin'

Woman, don't be reachin' out your hand
You're one of my bad habits
I'm gonna quit you if I can

I've gotta quit this hopin'
You'll change and stop this mockin'
All that you been sayin'
Was just the game you're playin'

Woman, don't be reachin' out your hand
You're one of my bad habits
I'm gonna quit you if I can

You're one of my bad habits
I'm gonna quit you if I can

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If You Want Some - Lyrics - Delinquent Habits - Delinquent Habits

Title: If You Want Some
Album: Delinquent Habits
Artist: Delinquent Habits
Composer(s): Alejandro Martinez, David Thomas, Ives Martin

Lyric:
Once again it's me, one of the three delinquents
Seems let loose from the noose, now it's time to make G's
Oooh, aah, I hear a fat beat ballin'
Lordy, Lordy, let me do some roll callin'

Kemo, O G, Victor, Gigi, Pesci, look hard and you'll see me
Trixx, big Ronnie, Sen and Sal
If you can feel me open up let me slam now
Hard than a muthafucka hush sho nuff

Lower East Side of the West Coast take a puff funky
But twice burned and I won't be forgettin'
The ones who tried to break me, fake me
I'm sweatin'

Represent me mine in the place I dwell
Big D in the air it's on ring the bell
Receive fuel for my mental, I'm low, gas me up
Big dog now but wicked even when I was a pup

I came to represent where I'm from
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
I came to break you off and get some
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some

I came to represent where I'm from
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
I came to break you off and get some
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some

Step back, give me room 'cause I'm takin' over
Rollin' punks over like a bulldozer
'Cause I came to represent where I'm from
It's the Lower East Side of the West Coast son

So hot diggity, damn, I'm gettin' figgity scram
I lose stability bam, there ain't no fadin' the man
Who might that be that might be me
Yo soy El Hombre

'Cause I walk these streets like the righteous man
But I take no shit when I'm freakin' the flam
The incredible edible blend, I got Latin juice
Some want to be like me but lack a few scoops

Fools 'cause I bring the flavor
Ives got my back, O G's on the fader
Damn, I can't quit when I start this shit
But it's time well spent I came to represent

I came to represent where I'm from
If you want some, get some, bad enough take some
I came to break you off and get some
If you want some, get some, bad enough take some

I came to let you know with no gun
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
I came to represent where I'm from
From the back to the frente straight delinquente

Not the kingpin ask 'em all fool I thought I told ya
I'm just a little bolder than your average soldier
Staring at you psycho hey what's a Huero Loco?
Twisted out mental mad whacked in the coco

Never givin' up, I got wisdom persistence
Two clips loaded in a glock for resistance
A flock of delinquentes steppin' through the silence
Mellow type of fellow still poised for the violence

O G's on the left Sal's on the right
Blaxican warrior fuckin' up your blind side
Like the Hurra, I'm coming O F F
And I'm a rock a muthafucka till there ain't none left

I came to represent where I'm from
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
I came to break you off and get some
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some

I came to let you know with no gun
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
I bring the real rock when there's none
If you want some, get some, bad enough, take some

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Good Times - Lyrics - Delinquent Habits - Delinquent Habits

Title: Good Times
Album: Delinquent Habits
Artist: Delinquent Habits
Composer(s): Alejandro Martinez, Bob Dylan, David Thomas, Ives Martin

Lyric:
I've often wondered how long it's gonna take me
In this world until the good Lord shake me
And to the man I put up with mad sorrow
But I learned soon the sun still shines tomorrow
Sometimes bad thoughts, they brought me down
Growin' up hard livin' poor side of town
'Cuz where I was I wondered who will ever need me?
But now I know that much love flew freely

My momma, my poppa both took care
No matter what I did I knew they would be there
Ball in the school yard, puppy love crushes
Mischief in the nighttime with intimate touches
Playin' with the females' Christmas was cool
Didn't have much but had enough fool
So here's three cheers, beers up and take a chug
'Cuz this one's for all the past times I dug

Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had
Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had

Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had
So if you think all of your life was bad
Reminisce on all the good times you had

Well, it was once upon a time in the seventies
A baby boy bounces
Placed on this earth wayin' seven and some ounces
But that wasn't all of the bouncin'
It was hard for mom to try to keep the proper housin'
Straight from Gardena before my sista Linda
Migrated to the East Side projects Maravilla
There I had my stroll on Rigin' Elementary
Mom's a quarter century, pop left us on empty

But that was nothin' new though packin' up our shit so
We could make the move Cudahay was the zip code
Mom's working fingers to the bone just to make ends meat
I was a latch key delinquent daily runnin' the street
And every time I look back I think of just anotha challenge
Holidays and birthdays grim, still I managed
To key a smile making life fun
And how can I forget about the seasons in the sun?
So here's three cheers, beer up and take a chug
'Cuz this one's for all the past times I dug

Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had
Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had

Even though most of all my life was bad
I reminisce on all the good times I had
So if you think all of your life was bad
Reminisce on all the good times you had

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Liars A To E - Lyrics - Too-Rye-Ay - Dexys Midnight Runners

Title: Liars A To E
Album: Too-Rye-Ay
Artist: Dexys Midnight Runners
Composer(s): Torch Rowland Paterso

Lyric:
Nobody tells you, you end up knowing
Bad habits, you should sleep alone
Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?

'Coz you're the voice of experience, every word you choose
Sweet stolen info' you must never lose
You're so secure in your habitat familiar

But you won't want from me
There's nothing else to see
Try smoking your own and don't look at me

No need to explain it, just order dresses
Bad habits you really shouldn't keep
Quick nip next door to the vendor of charisma

Because the time, the place and the mood is right
And good old Kevin will be all right
Here comes, "His soul" get your pen and notebooks ready

But you won't look like me
You'll never think like me
Try smoking your own and don't follow me
Singing it, singing it

There's need to explain it, just [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

'Coz you're the voice of experience, every word you choose
Sweet stolen info' you must never lose
So secure in your habitat familiar

But you won't want from me
There's nothing else to see
Try smoking your own and don't look at me

No need to explain it, just order dresses
Bad habits, you should sleep alone
Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?

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Rescue - Lyrics - Horrorscope - Eve 6

Title: Rescue
Album: Horrorscope
Artist: Eve 6
Composer(s): Jon Siebels, Tony Fagenson, Max Collins

Lyric:
I rode a western wind with a girl over to her mother's
In the backyard stars shone brighter than the others
That I rarely see through the smog
Through the haze that covers the home that I used to live in

Well, I kind of sort of knew what was going to happen
When she put her number down on a restaurant napkin
She said, ?Goodbye?, I think the words were, ?When you're back in
Town let's have each other again, I'll come around and see you again?

Like Jessica Rabbit, she collects bad habits, gets her drinks for free
Animated vixen stole Cupid's arrow and came to rescue me
In the blink of an eyelid my lid opened up and I could see
That she'd come to rescue me

I tasted southern sin with a girl who was just perfection
Had a two room condo back in a wealthy section
Of the Florida flatlands where she had me kept in
A wicked trance for a day

Well, I kind of sort of knew what was going to happen
When she and a friend came and met me in Atlanta
I professed my love in an animalistic manner
Like an endless foreign flick my subtitles were sick

Like Jessica Rabbit, she collects bad habits, gets her drinks for free
Animated vixen stole Cupid's arrow and came to rescue me
In the blink of an eyelid my lid opened up and I could see
That she'd come to rescue me

Well, I kind of sort of saw the sirens coming
She was running toward me wearing almost nothing
And my heart beat skipped when she bent down at the hip
And her lips pressed against mine

Like Jessica Rabbit, she collects bad habits, gets her drinks for free
Animated vixen stole Cupid's arrow and came to rescue me
In the blink of an eyelid my lid opened up and I could see
That she'd come to rescue me

Here she comes to rescue me
I'm not gonna blink 'cause I wanna see
I wanna see her come
Here she comes

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Barroom Habits - Lyrics - Conway Twitty

Title: Barroom Habits
Artist: Conway Twitty
Composer(s): Wayne Kemp

Lyric:
Well, the kids came out to play last Sunday morning
And I came in from playing all night long
I walked in and slammed the door, and put my cigarette out on the floor
And I told her a dirty joke and the fight was on

Well, you better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama
Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie, when you know that's not my name
When you come home, it's like a bad dream
I follow you 'round tryin' to keep the place clean
You better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama

Last night I got high and I got lonesome
And I remember just what I needed was waitin' at home
I popped a top all over the wall and after that she wouldn't friendly at all
And I could tell by the look in her eye that I done something wrong

Well, you better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama
Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie, when you know that's not my name
When you come home, it's like a bad dream
I follow you 'round tryin' to keep the place clean
You better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama

Yeah you better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama
Yeah, you better quit callin' me Rosie, when you know that's not my name
When you come home, it's like a bad dream
I follow you 'round tryin' to keep the place clean
You better quit bringing those barroom habits home to mama

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I Got Money - Lyrics - Young Jeezy

Title: I Got Money
Artist: Young Jeezy
Composer(s): Jay Jenkins, Clifford Joseph Harris, Aldrin Davis

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, [Incomprehensible], 'cause I got money
I got money you ***, that's right [Incomprehensible]

All I know is the sky is blue and the Coupe is new
And if ya money's right the *** is white
The birds fly south every year in the night
Gotta get it how you live *** them hataz

Get 'em, I'm get 'em off like hot potatoes
Good morning Vietnam yeah, we tryin' to earn stripes
Get jammed up of one can cost you ya whole life, damn
So say goodnight to the bad guy

Fresh pair of 87 jeans I'm so fly
My seats are suede my luggage is Louie
And every *** in the projects wanna do me
Snowman's the name, 100 grand on the chain

My seats are suede my luggage is Louie
And every *** in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money
(You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious)
Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days
A *** hit the baddest *** 'cause I got money
(Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)

The Chevy's sittin' so high but the rims sit low, I got 'em from Baileys
CTE that's the label that pays me, I own that so I pay myself
Being brokes bad for my health, nyquill green 26 inches
Greenbriar mall pulled 26 ***, that's right

Make a quick stop serve 9 ***
These are my confessions, I'm a sucker for clothes
That paper stack up if you let it
But I keep *** up, I gotta shoe fetish

Bad habits I may walk just every week
Fifty pairs or new Nike's ain't cheap
You know I gotta get the cap to match, new era s*** I a town to that
Throw the bags in the trunk right back to the trap, wassup

My seats are suede my luggage is Louie
And every *** in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money
(You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious)
Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days
A *** hit the baddest *** 'cause I got money
(Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)

See me in the drive off 30 down town evening Houston
It caught a flat tire had to leave it in Houston
And then ran out of gas in the blue GT
The minute we leave I cop the new GT

So now balla wouldn't call caught him livin' a lie
Hey, you can't help to spend it pimpin' if you gettin' it right
Listen if you be gettin' what I be gettin' tonight
You too would be high as a kite blowin' *** on a flight

Oh, I'm g 4'in at my 7 ay commercial ight
Just security being a *** can't get in with this
But everything 100 million again
I'm in a vanquish tell that *** fo' she begin to sins

My seats are suede my luggage is Louie
And every *** in the projects wanna do me 'cause I got money
(You tellin' a joke, I got money, no, I'm serious)
Remember when I couldn't afford no cloths but now a days
A *** hit the baddest *** 'cause I got money
(Yeah, yeah, you know I'm serious man, I got money)

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Bad Intentions - Lyrics - Dr. Dre

Title: Bad Intentions
Artist: Dr. Dre
Composer(s): Imsomie Leeper, E Mollet, Cindy Bullens, Royal Harbor, Bob Crewe

Lyric:
Super ugly

Put your cups up, get your smoke in
Baby, we partyin', ain't nobody loc'n
Who you provokin', what you want now?
Take a look around, it's pimp shit goin' down
It's a lot of bitches, a whole lot of freaks
Top notch hoes, they flock in every week
What you wan' do, get your next thrill
Take an X pill, how the sex feel?

Damn you lookin' good, all ten of y'all
Wanna roll, I'm dickin' y'all
Keep your face down, keep your ass up
You know what you're doin', keep that shit movin'
Keep them titties jumpin', keep the Henny comin'
Every bitch in here need to be touchin' somethin'
I know they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot
So how the fuck could they not want a piece of Doc?

I don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm just
Drinkin', smokin', straight West-coastin'
Bitches puttin' ass in motion
Pussy poppin', sex promotin'

Got a cup?
(Raise it up)
Got a blunt?
(Blaze it up)
That's your bitch?
(On these nuts)
Really I don't
(Give a fuck)

All I really know is your hoe wants to be with me
And she ain't playin' and what I'm sayin'
(She creeps with me)
And sleeps between the sheets

Soon as the door close
I make 'em curl toes, they all wanna get chose
We never love y'all, my niggas all macks
We sip a lot of Yak, fuck and never call back
Pack women in the club 'til it's pitch black
Thugs on their block wonderin' where their bitch at
Where you think nigga? She with the Aftermath
Called her house, she ain't home, she with Aftermath

No talkin', fuck how your day go
You want dick, will bitch say so?
Don't be shy now, probably the best at it
They say a party ain't a party 'til the vest at it
Gravitate to the Doc like it's automatic
Take your clothes off, make me wanna grab it
Turn around with it, make me wanna stab it
Time to get it crackin', show me them bad habits

I don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm just
Drinkin', smokin', straight West-coastin'
Bitches puttin' ass in motion
Pussy poppin', sex promotin'

Got a cup?
(Raise it up)
Got a blunt?
(Blaze it up)
That's your bitch?
(On these nuts)
Really I don't
(Give a fuck)

All I really know is your hoe wants to be with me
And she ain't playin' and what I'm sayin'
(She creeps with me)
And sleeps between the sheets

When she's all alone she sneaks out to be with me
And what I'm sayin' is she ain't playin'
(She creeps with me)
And sleeps between the sheets

Yeah, Aftermath, Doc Dre, 5-star surgeon general
Nocturnal, L.A. Confidential
What up Infinite, Mahagony droppin' the instrumental
Do the math, Aftermath gets the last laugh

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I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You) - Lyrics - Fall Out Boy

Title: I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Joe Trohman, Pete Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump

Lyric:
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
?Cause I know how the words get you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath, kissed teeth stained red
From the sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

The best way to make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad!

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
(Honeymoon)

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I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Trying To Get You Off - Lyrics - Fall Out Boy

Title: I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Trying To Get You Off
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Joe Trohman, Pete Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump

Lyric:
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
?Cause I know how the words get you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath, kissed teeth stained red
From the sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

The best way to make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad!

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
(Honeymoon)

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I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Getting You Off (Me And You) - Lyrics - Fall Out Boy

Title: I'M Like A Lawyer With The Way I'M Always Getting You Off (Me And You)
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Joe Trohman, Pete Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump

Lyric:
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
?Cause I know how the words get you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath, kissed teeth stained red
From the sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

The best way to make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad!

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
(Honeymoon)

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Give It Up - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Give It Up
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Graham Hamilton Lyle, Terry Britten, Darrell Hall

Lyric:
There's no decision
You look my way
I know that expression
And I know what it says

It would be so easy
The light is right
We forget in the moment
Who we are tonight

My body's singing
And the music's strong
No coscience speaking
Ain't nothing wrong

So give it up
That's the way it starts
You got to know
The old habits die hard

Give it up
Remember what I said
That kind of love
Used to happen every day

And temptation makes a fool
Out of us all

I made my mind up
It had to end
But I've got this indecision
When you're close again

I want you so bad, baby
I can't deny
And those old fantasies
Are stealing back across my mind

I thought by now
That the flame had gone
But I realized that
It's still burning on

So give it up
That's the way it starts
You've got to know
The old habits die hard

Give it up
Remember what I said
That kind of lovin'
Used to happen every day

And temptation makes a fool
Out of us all
You know it's [Incomprehensible]

Give it up
That's the way it starts
How well I know
The old habits die hard

Give it up
Remember what I said
That kind of love
Used to happen every day

Temptation make a fool
Out of us all

Gotta give it up
Give it up and throw it away
Hey, hey, old habits die hard
Yeah baby, old habits die hard

Gotta give it up, throw it away
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

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Me And You (I'M Like A Lawyer) - Lyrics - Infinity On High - Fall Out Boy

Title: Me And You (I'M Like A Lawyer)
Album: Infinity On High
Artist: Fall Out Boy
Composer(s): Joe Trohman, Pete Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump

Lyric:
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
?Cause I know how the words get you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath, kissed teeth stained red
From the sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you

The best way to make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad!

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon

Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
(Honeymoon)

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I Get High - Lyrics - The Hunger for More - Lloyd Banks

Title: I Get High
Album: The Hunger for More
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): Tony Cotrell, C. Broadus, C. Jackson, C. Lloyd

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Lyric:
I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man
Don't put your motherfuckin' hands on me
(Can I get high)
Without you botherin' me

Everybody you see in here tonight's
Doin' the same thing, so why you keep player hatin' on me?
(Can I get high)
Without you botherin' me
Ay, did you hit this shit?

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

I admit I got a problem, I keep comin' back for these
Doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds
I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my knees
And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe

I blow a heavy load, you can subtract some G's
'Cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya
I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence
A musician can't operate without his instruments

My recent success rapidly got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they can't look inside 'cause I pitched the tints
I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate
The secondhand smoke'll make a nigga wanna start shit

Sometimes I think 'bout where the niggaz from the start went
Raise up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment
It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mine

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

Now they put they hands out, 'cause of the way shit bend
So you niggaz ain't smokin' if you don't chip in
Listen I waited long for these rocks to glisten
From that one-room pad without a pot to piss in

Over betrayal is not forgiven
I do this for my niggaz locked up that's comin' home to lobster livin'
Helpin' the cop's forbidden, 'bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I can see her pop the ribbon

That Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so long
Snoop had to tell me, "Pass the weed nephew!"
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
'Cause the pump'll make you "Jump" like Kris Kross

My nigga dead and it's hard to let go
So I'm blowin' on that wet doe, same color as Gecko
We follow hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

Say 'gain won't you blow it with the best of them
Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the purple palm trees
I told dem don't mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament
Do you want to smoke wit me?

Weed rollin', G-strollin', bad-mouthin' muh'fucker
Law breakin', pimp slappin' niggaz for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin', ziplockin', riprockin' gang banger
"Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singer

Thought about ridin' if you say you wanna hang tough
D.P.G. unit sounds like danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuff

Now lay back on the law
This new weed that I got I call it face off
'Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech
My niggaz a beast, on me from the West to the East, preach!

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

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Lover I Don'T Have To Love - Lyrics - Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground - Bright Eyes

Title: Lover I Don'T Have To Love
Album: Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground
Artist: Bright Eyes
Composer(s): Conor Oberst

Lyric:
I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you
Said I liked your shoes, you said "Thanks can I follow you?"
Now it's up the stairs and out of view, no prying eyes
I poured some wine, when I asked your name
You asked the time

Well, it's 2 o'clock and the club is closed
We're up the block, your hands on me
Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been here before

I want a lover, I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought I'd meet him here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said it feels good, I said, "I'll give a try"

Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
So let's take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits

Some sad singers they just play tragic
And the phone's ringing and the band's leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep on singing

I want a lover, I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need a meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind

But you, you write such pretty words
But life's no story book, love's an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt, do you like to hurt? Do you like to?
Then hurt me, then hurt me

Didn't hurt me
It didn't hurt me
It didn't hurt me
It didn't hurt me
It didn't hurt me

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Operation Extortion - Lyrics - Matthew - Kool Keith

Title: Operation Extortion
Album: Matthew
Artist: Kool Keith
Composer(s): Keith Thornton, Kurt Matlin

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Lyric:
I?ma cancel all the studios, I?ma find you in New York
You fucked it up for everybody
When I see you I?ma punch you in your fuckin' face

You and that other fagot ass nigga that rap wit' chu
I?ma catch you [unverified] ensoniq or platinum factory
I know you be in fuckin' Chung king
I?ma search around motherfuckin' D and D

Fuck you nigga, criticizin' my shit, talkin' behind my back
You see a weak nigga, don?t speak nigga, face the trigger
What you know about my shit?
Why you reviewin' it, why you ratin' it? You fuckin' hatin' it

Backpack ass nigga, how you figure?
Fuck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggaz
I?m a survivor, no village ass shit
Motherfuckers walkin' around tryin' to be Bob Marley and Lenny Kravitz

That scarf shit around everybody?s head is for fagots
Get on stage I throw lettuce and cabbage
You fuckin' with bad habits
Run up on you like 10 Puerto Ricans gettin' out a fuckin' Chevrolet

I don?t play, fuck your bodyguard Big Rae
I chop your hands off and throw your fuckin' fingers in the ashtray
Dead end, no backup, comin' down to one way

Operation extortion
Operation extortion
Operation extortion
Operation extortion

Why you curse so much nigga? Fuck you, duck you
Loadin' this motherfuckin' tec up, there?s a lot of things I must do
Click up, shut the fuck up, bukka, bukka, bukka
Fake ass cast, counterfeit bitch ass

I?ma see how long that choreographer dance shit last
Make you take the CD?s out the shelf
Come to your record release party, show you some shit
And make you piss on yourself

No guest list, I better get past this
Type of motherfucker to wait outside the club
For your black dumb asses, I?ma have a contest
See which bitch ass nigga get in they car the fastest

Strong arm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers
In a stolen dodge, pour gasoline down your shirt
In the car garage yo black burn this nigga
Watch how Kentucky fried I turn this nigga

Watch you sizzle like a well done [unverified] Frank
That?s what you get for fuckin' with hank
Give all your fuckin' credit cards, niggaz with ski masks
Took your mink coats at chemical bank

Visa America take this shit fill up the gas tank
I told y?all I was gon? slap that motherfucker
And baseball bat that motherfucker
Your man with his bullshit mix tape ran out hot 97 like a sucker

I?ma send a crack head that needs money bad
At least to get one of you motherfuckers you owe me for damage
I know a Dominican that?s ready to stab your fuckin' manager
Catch a homicide and catch a Greyhound bus out to Canada

Operation extortion
Operation extortion
Operation extortion
Operation extortion

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Child Of The Night - Lyrics - Red Light District - Ludacris

Title: Child Of The Night
Album: Red Light District
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Nathaniel Hale, Damon Mcdaniels, Chris Bridges, Teena Marie Brockton

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Lyric:
It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

Look here
Now I'm a man of many talents and a man of my word
But on my path to see the light sometimes my vision gets blurred
It's all a part of growing up and seeing life at its worst
And trying to iron out my wrinkles, putting family first
It seems like the whole world is out for sinking my boat
But with God as my navigator I'll be staying afloat
And I admit to being caught by many foolish distractions
Then I'm forced to pay the price as a result of my actions

I'm battling with myself, and every day is a war
Curiosity killed the cat, why am I curious George?
Gotta keep my nose up out of things that ain't none of my biz
And just 'cause something looks good, don't really mean that it is
Get through the agony and anger, the pain and strife
And take the necessary steps to try to change my life
I've got some questions for you Lord, 'cause my mentality's hood
So why's that everything that's bad for me feels so good?

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

Now I'm an only child, so excuse some of my selfish ways
I got spoiled when I was young, spoil myself today
But I feed at least a thousand stomachs and how I've done it is
From the ground up a hundred miles and running, dodging and ducking
Everybody trying to hammer me down
A self made millionaire, baby look at me now
Can't tell me I'm not as hungry as the day I began
'Cause all I ever really needed was a pen in my hand

And the pad in my lap didn't matter in fact
Me and my mom lived in one room, what's badder than that?
Was a young man forced to grow up at the age of twelve
Trying to get in where I fit, streets giving me hell
But yet I give it right back, so how you like that?
Continued doing wrong till I was on the right track
Tell me about heavy money, I might give it a push
But a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on

No matter how much older we get
Man, we are all still children at heart
We all make mistakes, it's all good

Now, I've tried plenty of times to get rid of my bad habits
Living life on the cutting edge, taking a stab at it
And learning from my mistakes, try not to make them twice
Just admit it when I'm wrong, and tryin' hard to make it right
And baby, nobody's perfect in this world of ours
There's plenty of people getting stitches in this world of scars
But over time I pray to God that he can heal your wounds
Try and love and love again until they seal your tomb

Life is short if you don't notice it'll pass you by
That's why my head is in the clouds trying to pass the sky
I'm never blinking for a minute, keep my eyes on my foes
They wanna catch me in the open, bring my life to a close
Meanwhile that's why I'm bringing so much life to my shows
I've seen smiles, I'm making changes, turning glitter to gold
Don't let these devils play you down, or belittle your souls
Just be happy with yourself and it's so simple to grow
Come on

It's gonna get in you, child of the night
And the hood rolls on
How do I begin to do this shit right?
And get my hustle on
...

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Civilize The Universe - Lyrics - Black Rain - Ozzy Osbourne

Title: Civilize The Universe
Album: Black Rain
Artist: Ozzy Osbourne
Composer(s): Zakk Wylde, Ozzy Osbourne, Kevin Churko

Lyric:
Bombs exploding and tears are flowing
Chasing rockets and gasping for air
You can call it justice or retribution
Yet the reasons are never clear

Freedom is just man's invention
And a soldier is just a slave
Self inflicted, so addicted
Bad habits are hard to break

I'm alive
Watching better turn to worse
One more time
Try to civilize the universe

Without the righteous, without the faithful
We would never accept the obscene
A false confession, a priest's obsession
Gives the demon a light to be seen

Burn the witch and hang deserters
There's only one choice to be made
We're thought restricted and herd afflicted
The truth is so hard to take

I'm alive
Watching better turn to worse
One more time
Try to civilize the universe

The righteous and the faithful
Give the deaf man to the blind
The world full of confusion
From a disease of the mind

I'm alive
Watching better turn to worse
One more time
Try to civilize the universe

I'm alive
Watching better turn to worse
One more time
Try to civilize the universe
Try to civilize the universe

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