Bad Sun - Lyrics - The Sun And The Moon - Bravery

Title: Bad Sun
Album: The Sun And The Moon
Artist: Bravery
Composer(s): Samuel B Endicott

Lyric:
We are liars like the summertime
Like the spring, we are such fools
Like fall, we are false prophets
And like winter, we are cruel

I don't know what's wrong with us
They just made us this way
There's a hole in you and me
That pulls us together

And I don't know where we belong
I think we grew under a bad sun
I know we're not like everyone
You and me, we grew under a bad sun

Every day you bring me pain
And we savor it like rain
We hold it on our tongues
Just like wine

Someday back when we were young
I guess something just went wrong
The two of us are hung
From the same twisted rope

And I don't know where we belong
I think we grew under a bad sun
I know we're not like everyone
You and me, we grew under a bad sun

And I don't know where we belong
I think we grew under a bad sun
I know we're not like everyone
You and me, we grew under a bad sun

You and me, we grew under a bad sun
You and me, we grew under a bad sun

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Lo - Bad Mutha - Lyrics - Cee

Title: Lo - Bad Mutha
Artist: Cee
Composer(s): Timothy Alexander, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Les Claypool, Rick James, James Johnson, Larry Laloude

Lyric:
Well, I don't know what you came to do
(I don't know what you came to do)
But I came to get this thang crunk for you
(But I came to get this thang crunk for you)

And I don't know who you came to see
(And I don't know who you came to see)
But ain't another muthafucker bad like me
(But ain't another muthafucker bad like me)

Wait a minute
Hey, get up 'cause
I'm a bad muthafucker
I'm a bad muthafucker
I'm a bad muthafucker
I'm a bad muthafucker

You think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
I know I'm bad

Goddammit, you think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
But don't get mad

What can I say that you don't already know
I stay dead fresh all the way to the floor
I ain't never ever been beaten before
You get a bullet hole in your soul fuckin' with Lo

I'm from Southwest whip a Jaguar S 1100
Crucifix on my chest
I could just stand still and shine like glass
I got a mansion sittin' on 10 acres of grass

I cannot stop
I will not quit
And nigga don't like it
Got to deal with it

Don't cross the line, shawty, let me be
I got 100 niggas a kill 'bout me
Yes y'all
Yes, muthafuck the rest

If you lookin' for the shit, Suga Baby the best
You can talk all you want but betta not touch
You can't handle me
Ho, I'm just too much, rock

You think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
I know I'm bad

Goddammit, you think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
But don't get mad

I'm one of a kind
I can read your mind
Give soul to a stick
And sight to the blind

I can make the sun shine in the pouring rain
I can even make the dead breath life again
I can walk on water
Take off and fly

I'm a bad muthafucka
I ain't gone lie
My mother is nature
This is why

And my father is God
We got a house in the sky
I can touch your heart
I can soothe your soul

I can give your body warmth
In the freezing cold
I can give you joy
When life got you low

I can take away the pain and you'll hurt no more
I can make every dream you got come true
When you believing in me
You believing in you

And one last thing
So you don't forget
You got to be bad as hell to do that shit
Rock

You think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad
I know I'm bad

Goddammit, you think you bad
You really think you bad
Well, I'm bad, I'm bad
But don't get mad

Shawty so bad
Shawty so bad
Shawty so bad
Shawty so bad

Clap yo hands in the air like this
Boogie down and stomp, just twist
Don't dare miss a minute of this
This the funk that you can't resist

Wave your hands high in the air
Boogie down like you just don't care
After I'm done you will agree
Even a blind man can see
That I'm a bad muthafucker

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Hit It Til The Mornin - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Hit It Til The Mornin
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Dennis Round, Robert S. Kelly, Darnell Smith, Anthony Round, Carl Terrell Mitchell

Lyric:
Ladies, it's your boyfriend
I hope y'all like to do it
Like I like to do it

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

Whatchu know about the Mobster Elites
Crucial Conflict and dem Do or Die flows?
Whatchu know about Kellz & Twist
Two multi-platinum artists steppin' out the suicide doors?

I ain't claimin' the crown or the throne
But I know I'm Chi-town to the bone
Come and have a round of Patron
And get down to the song while I tell you
'Bout the ground, I be on Chicago

Tell a girl about K-town and the projects
Downtown and all these places
Caught her starin' at the ice in my ear
She almost fainted when she saw these glaciers

Feel the words when I spit 'em in the mic
First I gotta get up with the mob in the light
Rollin' 40 deep to the club and I'm like
Gotta see who I'm 'bout to fuck tonight

The party so live and I'm 'bout to set it off for the 0 5
It's all good but I got the 4 5
And I found me get down ass hoe for ride
And she got a fat ol' ass that'll brighten up the room
Come, let a West Side Nigga slide this dick off in yo womb

Put the dial on her booty make her lively
Most likely, she think I'ma make her wifey
Got her hooked like Nike, she wanna bite me
When I come up in the room in a White-Tee

Presidential Suite, wit some drank
And some kush about to get 'em on
After dis one night, I'ma be the one you call
When you wanna get a hit until the early mon, pimp on

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

Hoppin' out the fancy cars that money can buy
Chick on my side, step off up in the club, 708 reppin' the Chi
I'm at the bar talkin' to this chic sippin' on that magic potion
Tryna get her to let me dive off in that ass like it's an ocean

Rub her down with some
Heated lotion and now, got honey soakin'
She's ready for the pipe, fuckin' wit her emotions

Wanna show you what a true playa's like
You would swear you was in paradise
Wanna turn that ass over and ride
Good-bye to them other guys

Girl, if you ride out wit me, I promise you won't regret it
I shoot hoop and so you know this boy is real athletic
You want me to go down on you, baby, don't even sweat it
Just pass the Remy to me and watch me get real nasty
R is gonna give it to you how you like it, I'll be bumpin' on dat

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

Yo Kellz, take another sip, den another trip buy another fifth
(Now, another bad bitch want me)
Grab another clip, hit it like the trip, represent the pimps
(Still a lot of platinum on me)

Sit back, relax and watch her ride on me
Get up in the morning do the same to her homie
Chuuch right here, muthafucka can't clone me
Louis Vitton, Gucci and Prada

Hit it from the back and make her girlfriend holla
Pimperish but he walk like a schola
Stack the paper like the almighty dolla
I'ma make it do, what it do you dig?

Well, it gotta be hoes, gotta be dog, gotta be dro, gotta be well
Gotta be club, gotta be shy, gotta be long, gotta be dance
I was out West at the circle when I met this woman, she was
Dark skinned, had a shape like a model so I know she ain't frontin'

Put that ass in the back of the jeep and I know she's comin'
Says Belo when her toes curl up when I know she's cummin'
They supposed to be cummin'
I can give you what you want like some dick for days

Belo, be a nimfo girl and I can kiss you
Where you wanna, sex you 3-4 ways
Like ya lips, cheeks, arms, back, middle place
But I gotta stay true 'cuz I'm a realist so I gets paid
Do or Die and Kell

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit it till the mornin
I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down
We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad

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Relax Your Mind - Lyrics - Loon - Loon

Title: Relax Your Mind
Album: Loon
Artist: Loon
Composer(s): Richard A Frierson, E Sermon, Ryan Leslie, William Thomas, August Moon, Chauncey Lamont Hawkins

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Lyric:
Come on, a come on now
This is what they wanna hear right here
Come on, a come on now
This is what they wanna hear right here
Come on, a come on now
This is what they wanna hear right here

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Check it out 'cause I been stackin' dough
Been mackin' hos, nigga Loon a pimp go ask the hos
Nigga you's a simp 'cause your smack the hos
And lose your temper like John McEnroe

Me, I'm cool, I keep my jewels intact
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
'Cause Loon'll call them dudes, come use them gats

Remember the time when I didn't use to rap
You know me, O.G., O.T. movin' past
As far as the street, I already proved that fact
Not to be rude but I ain't in the mood for that

Movin' on to bigger songs, bigger things
Use my arm for bigger charms, bigger rings
Usually calm but when it's on, nigga trained
To drop the bomb, worse than my mom
Y'all niggaz playin'

Girl, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Now what's your forte? Chicks they all say
That they want a nigga, sip Cris?es all day
This be all great, merely kiss for foreplay
When I slip and slide with this chick from Norway

Whips I push, make the bitch's jaw sway
Then I hit they bush, leave 'em drippin' all day
Then I get like Bush, when I flip the war play
Fuck the horse play, hot sex in hallways

Pick your spot now, got you hot now
Since you locked down, roof put the top down
I know you eager to leave this hot town
Know how you feel we can leave or not now

First you was fiendin', but screamin' stop now
Walls got knocked down, when I laid my cock down
Spendin' my cheese while you breathin' shop round
I can't believe that you screamin' cop now

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Yo, in one year I gave you bastards, two classic
Between me, Puff and Usher it was too drastic
Between me, Puff and Gin was true magic
'Cause everybody needed a girl, but who asked her?

You was scared, basically you wasn't prepared
To gettin' married and havin' a couple of chirls
I'm a grown man nigga, I ain't never concerned
About how nice your ice or the money you earn

I'm the slim guy, spend years reppin' N.Y.'s
So you just start pullin' on blunts, I've been high
You just start visitin' spots, I've been by
And the hell with a throwback nigga, I've been fly

Definitely real, spent time in Beverly Hills
Been gettin' money since Tiffany Mills
I've got a debt to fulfill
Front, I'm a definitely kill
I might peel hole left of your grill

With no mercy, niggaz don't know I'm so thirsty
Sticks and stone, break bones but don't hurt me
Niggaz wanna clap they chrome but won't merk me
Niggaz keep frontin' like Loon won't get dirty

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

One God, one love, one family
Bad Boy, they ain't never seen nothin' like this
I see you Loon
Come on, a come on now
I don't think they heard you
Tell 'em one more time

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

Yo, relax your mind, let your conscious free
You're now rollin' with the sounds of the B A D
B O Y, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

'Cause we can't stop
And we won't stop 'cause we can't stop
Y'all remember that
Yeah it's still there, it's still there
Ten years later

You're our future Loon, let's go boy
Let's go, yeah, let's go
This goes out to Harlem
I see you Harlem, that's where we from

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Turn On The Sun - Lyrics - Nana Mouskouri

Title: Turn On The Sun
Artist: Nana Mouskouri
Composer(s): Mitch Murray, Peter Callander

Lyric:
Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
Light up the world, come everyone
Turn off the wind, the thunder and rain
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
Light up the world, come everyone
Turn off the wind, thunder and rain
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

Thinker, tailor man
Radiate all the love you can
Lawyer, engineer
Let your heart be a pioneer

Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
Open the doors, tell everyone
Bad times are out, good times are in
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

Minors, steeple-jack
Warm emotions are coming back
Sailor, stevedore
Here's a message you can't ignore

Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
Light up the world, come everyone
Turn off the wind, thunder and rain
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

Gather up all the goodness in you
Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
What a world when we all begin to
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

Turn on the sun, turn on the sun
Open the doors, tell everyone
Bad times are out, good times are in
Turn on the sun, let's smile again

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Baby Says No - Lyrics - Christopher Cross

Title: Baby Says No
Artist: Christopher Cross
Composer(s): Christopher Cross

Lyric:
Baby says no, she can't let go this soon
Doesn't feel right, not tonight
Even though I gave her the stars and the moon

I really think I've got it bad this time around

Baby says yes but I must confess
It really doesn't seem to matter
'Cause I'd follow that girl all around the world
Even if I never had her

I really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time around

Gonna show 'em what love can do
Gonna tell 'em 'bout me and you
Gonna show 'em what love can do when it's right
And this time, it's right

Love is the light that can shine so bright
But sometimes it fades away
Then you find one that can shine like the sun
She comes up for you every day

I really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time around

Gonna show 'em what love can do
Gonna tell 'em 'bout me and you
Gonna show 'em what love can do when it's right
This time, it's right

Oh, when the girl is so far away
Can't think of all the right words to say
Now she's here and we are all together

Baby says no, she can't let go this soon
She says it doesn't feel right, not tonight
Even though I gave her the stars and the moon

I really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time
Really think I've got it bad this time around
I really think I've got it bad this time around

Gonna show 'em what love can do
Gonna tell 'em 'bout me and you
Gonna show 'em what love can do when it's right
And this time, it's right

Gonna show 'em what love can do
Gonna tell 'em 'bout me and you
Well, I'm gonna show 'em what love can do when it's right
And this time, it's right

This time
I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad
This time, this time, this time

I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad
This time, this time, this time

I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad this time
I've got it bad this time

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The Sun And The Moon - Lyrics - Me Without You

Title: The Sun And The Moon
Artist: Me Without You
Composer(s): Greg Jehanian, Christopher Kleinberg, Richard Mazzotta, Aaron Weiss, Greg Weiss

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Lyric:
Daniel broke the king's decree
Peter stepped from the ship to the sea
There was hope for Job like a cut down tree
I hope that there's such hope for me

Dust be on my mind's conceptions
And anything I thought I knew
Each word of my lips description
And on all that I compare to You

The preference of the sun was
To the south side of the farm
I planted to the north in a terra-cotta pot
Blind as I'd become, I used to wonder where you are
These days I can't find where you're not

Mine's been a yard carefully surface tended
Foxes burrowed underground
Gardening so highly self-recommended
What could I have done but let you down?

The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one
The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one
The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one

Mine's been a vivid story, dimly remembered
And by the hundredth time it's told, halfway true
Of bad behavior well engendered
What good is each good thing we think we do?

Daniel broke the king's decree
Peter stepped from the ship to the sea
There was hope for Job like a cut down tree
I hope that there's such hope for me

Find a friend and stay close and with a melting heart
Tell them whatever you're most ashamed of
Our parents have made so many mistakes
But may we forgive them and forgive ourselves

The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one
The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one
The sun and the moon
I want to see both worlds as one

The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes

The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes
The sun and the moon are my Father's eyes

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Bad Bad Day - Lyrics - Don Gibson

Title: Bad Bad Day
Artist: Don Gibson
Composer(s): Don Gibson

Lyric:
It's been a bad, bad day for me
It's been a sad, sad day for me
My baby left on her way, now I'm left here to pay
It's been a bad, bad day for me

It's been a dark, dark day for me
The sun won't shine on my blue misery
Tears are falling like rain only sorrow remains
It's been a bad, bad day for me

Everywhere I go trouble greets me
Sorrow seems to know just where to meet me
While, wise this old day deceived me
Wish my love would please come back and free me

It's been a bad, bad day for me
There's nothing left but an old used to be
And it sure does get old being left in the cold
It's been a bad, bad day for me

Everywhere I go trouble greets me
Sorrow seems to know just where to meet me
While, wise this old day deceived me
Wish my love would please come back and free me

It's been a bad, bad day for me
There's nothing left but an old used to be
And it sure does get old being left in the cold
It's been a bad, bad day for me

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Bad Company - Lyrics - 10 From 6 - Bad Company

Title: Bad Company
Album: 10 From 6
Artist: Bad Company
Composer(s): Paul Rodgers, Simon Kirke

Lyric:
Company, always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
Oh, I was born 6-gun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me

Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
Oh, till the day I die
Till the day I die

Rebel souls, deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns, they all know our name
6-gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear them say

Bad company
And I won't deny
Bad, bad company
Till the day I die, oo yeah
Till the day I die, oo

Hey
Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die

And I say it's
Bad company, oh yeah yeah
Bad company
Till the day I die, oh yeah

Tell me that you are not a thief
Oh but I am bad company
It's the way I play dirty for dirty
Oh, somebody double-crossed me
Double-cross, double-cross

Yeah, we're bad company
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Setting Sun - Lyrics - Brotherhood - Chemical Brothers

Title: Setting Sun
Album: Brotherhood
Artist: Chemical Brothers
Composer(s): Edmund Simons, Noel Gallagher, Thomas Rowlands

Lyric:
You're the devil in me
I brought in from the cold
You said your body was young
But your mind was very old

You're coming on strong and I like the way
The visions we had have faded away
You're part of a life I've never had
I'll tell you that it's just too bad

I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad

You're coming on strong
You're coming on strong
You're showing your color
Like a setting sun

You're the devil in me
I brought in from the cold
You said your body was young
But your mind was very old

You're coming on strong and I like the way
The visions we had have faded away
You're part of a life I've never had
I'll tell you that it's just too bad

I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad
I'll tell you that it's just too bad

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Bad Girl - Lyrics - Tropical Storm - Beenie Man

Title: Bad Girl
Album: Tropical Storm
Artist: Beenie Man
Composer(s): Moses Anthony Davis, Chad Hugo, Pharrell L Williams

Lyric:
Well, mi gal dem look hot in a, hot in a
Hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose

Well, de amount a girls me have dem
A wonder if me a father Abraham
Girls from Los Angeles and Maryland
Say a me dem want fi plough dem hairy land

Them crown me king de one and only doctor Beenie Man
Dem block de road when me a pass through up a Chapleton
Kidnap me when me do show over Washington
Dem raffle and dem gamble all dem money pawn
Then Stacey Ann she drink bout 10 bottle a Appleton

Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose

She is a bad girl and she don't love you
She is a bad girl and she don't care
Watch out when she gets what she wants from you
She'll take your love, then she's out of there

She's a bad girl
There's no telling what she might do
She's a bad girl
Just don't let her bite you

Dat gal de look hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose

Woman a you man a swarm down pon
And man wan use tongue pon
Man a gaze off a ya body run off a road over junstion
See yuhin a yuh casual ask which flight you come pon
Give you a invitation fi come a big time function

Say dem a drugs man, man a say dem a Oil Suntan
How much dem related to Michael Jordan and Bill Clinton
Girls you ain't no fool, you ain't ol' country bunker
No have fi use no bleaching cream
You no have fi take no sun tan
You know own 95 every car come come drive pon
Nuh Greyhound, nuh Amtrak, weh every man come come jump on

Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose

She is a bad girl and she don't love you
She is a bad girl and she don't care
Watch out when she gets what she wants from you
She'll take your love, then she's out of there

She's a bad girl
There's no telling what she might do
She's a bad girl
Just don't let her bite you

She's a bad girl
You think you're dancing but you're yearning
She's a bad girl
You'll see in the morning

Dat gal ya look hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose

De girl dem full a charm and intellect
Ambition and etiquette
You me can have fi get
Gal love kill me, kill off de jet
From out of me double AA
Like some 90 minutes cassette

No silicon, no in a ya breast
No stretch mark, no de pon ya chest
You live in a palace
Some gal live in a forest You a get caress
Some gal a get harass
Some gal a link up wit old man Morris
Gal dem weh fi flop yuh show she no born yet

Gal ya hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when ya pose
Hot in a, hot in a, hot in a, hot in a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when ya pose
Zagga zow, zagga zow

She is a bad girl and she don't love you
She is a bad girl and she don't care
Watch out when she gets what she wants from you
She'll take your love then she's out of there

She's a bad girl
There's no telling what she might do
She's a bad girl
Just don't let her bite you

She's a bad girl
You think you're dancing but you're yearning
She's a bad girl
You'll see in the morning

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Behind The Sun - Lyrics - The Good, The Bad & The Queen - Good The Bad & The Queen

Title: Behind The Sun
Album: The Good, The Bad & The Queen
Artist: Good The Bad & The Queen
Composer(s): Damon Albarn, Paul Gustave Simonon

Lyric:
When the hard day come from the magical lamp
That you touch there
And you can't get home, it doesn't compare
You got all love and war

Now we're all uptight with fever inside
Let's get out
And if we can't do that, what do you say?
Let the past pass away

Into the dawn of another way
Of looking at the people we've become
To a place where you played when you were young
On the cool breeze behind the sun

When the genes dissented and the hammer fell
Reliving
The power of the feeling that got you so down
Will you ever forgive me?

It was a perfect light and I wanted to say
I love you
When the floods comes down, I'll carry you
And let the past pass away

Into the dawn of another way
Of looking at the people we've become
To a place where you played when you were young
On the cool breeze behind the sun

On the cool breeze behind the sun
On the cool breeze behind the sun
On the cool breeze behind the sun

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Rising Sun - Lyrics - Brainwashed - George Harrison

Title: Rising Sun
Album: Brainwashed
Artist: George Harrison
Composer(s): George Harrison

Lyric:
On the street of villains taken for a ride
You can have the devil as a guide
And crippled by the boundaries, programmed into guilt
'Til your nervous system starts to tilt

And in the room of mirrors you can see for miles
But everything that's there is in disguise
Every word you've uttered and every thought you've had
Is all inside your file, the good and the bad

But in the rising sun
You can feel your life begin
Universe at play inside your DNA
And you're a billion years old today

Oh the rising sun
And the place it's coming from
Is inside of you and now your payment's overdue
Oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun

On the avenue of sinners I have been employed
Working there 'til I was near destroyed
I was almost a statistic inside a doctor's case
When I heard the messenger from the inner space

He was sending me a signal that so for long I had ignored
But he held on to my umbilical cord
Until the ghost of memory trapped in my body, mind
Came out of hiding to become alive

And in the rising sun
You can hear your life begin
And it's here and there, nowhere and everywhere
Though it's atmosphere is rare

Oh the rising sun
And the place that it's coming from
Is inside of me and now I feel it constantly
Oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun

But in the rising sun
You can feel your life begin
Universe at play inside your DNA
You're a billion years old today

Oh the rising sun
And the place it's coming from
Is inside of you and your payment's overdue
Oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun, oh the rising sun

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Dying In The Sun - Lyrics - Bury The Hatchet - Cranberries

Title: Dying In The Sun
Album: Bury The Hatchet
Artist: Cranberries
Composer(s): Dolores O'Riordan

Lyric:
Do you remember
The things we used to say?
I feel so nervous
When I think of yesterday

How could I let things
Get to me so bad?
How did I let things
Get to me?

Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying

Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying

Will you hold on to me?
I am feeling frail
Will you hold on to me?
We will never fail

I wanted to be
So perfect you see
I wanted to be
So perfect

Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying

Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying in the sun
Like dying

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Bad Girls - Lyrics - On The Radio - Donna Summer

Title: Bad Girls
Album: On The Radio
Artist: Donna Summer
Composer(s): Edward Hokenson, Joseph Patrick Esposito, Donna Summer, S Banfield, Bruce Charles Sudano, D Pryce

Lyric:
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

Bad girls
Talkin' about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talkin' about bad girls, yeah

See them out on the street at night
Picking up on all kinds of strangers
If the price is right
You can score if your pocket's nice

But you want a good time

You ask yourself, who they are?
Like everybody else, they come from near and far
Bad girls, yeah

Bad girls
Talkin' about the sad girls, yeah
Sad girls
Talkin' about bad bad girls, yeah

Friday night and the strip is hot
Sun's gone down and they're about to trot
Spirit's high and they look hot

Do you wanna get down

Now, don't you ask yourself, who they are?
Like everybody else, they wanna be a star
Yeah, yeah, there comes

Bad girls, sad girls
You're such a dirty bad girl
Beep beep, uh uh

You're bad girl, you're sad girl
You're such a dirty bad girl
Beep beep, uh uh

Now you and me, we are both the same
But you call yourself by different names
Now your Mama won't like it when she finds out

Girl, is out at night

Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

Hey mister, have you got a dime?
Mister, do you want to spend some time, oh yeah
I got what you want, you got what I need
I'll be your baby, come and spend it on me
Hey mister, I'll spend some time with you
With you, you're fine, with you

Bad girls
They're just bad girls
Talkin' about sad girls, yeah
Sad girls

Hey, hey mister
Got a dime?

Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

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Momma - Lyrics - Fishscale - Ghostface Killah

Title: Momma
Album: Fishscale
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): David Axelrod, Dennis David Coles, L. Coppin, D. Matthews, Earl Palmer, Shaffer Smith

Lyric:
Damn, this is for all my women
That been going through the struggle
On welfare, living the rough life

It's gon' be alright
That's right
This is how we gon'
That's right

This is how we gon' do it
I want you to explain your story
I'ma tell you mine
Tell 'em

Hustlin', strivin', strugglin' survivin'
Momma, momma
Never realizing, that you were a diamond
Momma, momma

Through the sun or the rain, through the pain
I'ma hold you down, hold you down
Through the good, or the bad times, I got love for you
The stress and the heart aches, so much love for you, yeah

Yo, it's not ya momma fault, it's ya fathers fault
It's your fathers fault your mother is an alcoholic
Confusin' the brain from the booze and the pain
And plus he cheated on her, beated on her, smack dead in the rain

She lost her first child in 74
And that lead to nervous breakdowns bacardi dark she downin' it raw
She can't take it, she constantly cryin', fallin' down on her knees

Like help me, Lord, please, I'm ready to leave
All she needed was somebody to rub her feet
Give her a nice hug and rescue her from off these streets, c'mon

Hustlin', strivin', strugglin' survivin'
Momma, momma
Never realizing, that you were a diamond
Momma, momma

Through the sun or the rain, through the pain
I'ma hold you down, hold you down
Through the good, or the bad times, I got love for you
The stress and the heart aches, so much love for you, yeah

I been sent by an angel to snatch you up
Take you way above the clouds and back you up
At night, you can lay in my arms feel the heart beatin'
Don status in the sheets, I'm keepin' you warm

Ain't no nigga gone do what I do
I'ma take care of you and ya kids
Take the bent and go handle ya biz
The bills is paid,the cable back on

I quote you know the seeds want they nickelodeon on
I'm not ashamed to sport you
Floss you or gloss you out
Fat, skinny out of shape I'll dior you out

Hustlin', strivin', strugglin' survivin'
Momma, momma
Never realizing, that you were a diamond
Momma, momma

Through the sun or the rain, through the pain
I'ma hold you down, hold you down
Through the good, or the bad times, I got love for you
The stress and the heart aches, so much love for you, yeah

In the hood there's a struggle, my girl is in trouble
She lackin' guidance in the mind, she's blinded and puzzled
Her pops never showed her the ropes
Her moms raised mad kids on her own
She never had a strong man in her home

Nothing in this life, sun don't always shine
But it can't rain all the time
(Everything's gonna be alright)

Somebody sees your pain
You will never hurt again
I see you momma, yeah
I see you momma

You can cry yours eyes
(Cry your eyes)
It will be alright
(It will be alright)

Hustlin', strivin', strugglin' survivin'
Momma, momma
Never realizing, that you were a diamond
Momma, momma

Through the sun or the rain, through the pain
I'ma hold you down, hold you down
Through the good, or the bad times, I got love for you
The stress and the heart aches, so much love for you, yeah

Through the good or the bad times
Through the stress and the heart ache

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Bad Habit - Lyrics - Introducing Joss Stone - Joss Stone

Title: Bad Habit
Album: Introducing Joss Stone
Artist: Joss Stone
Composer(s): Jonathan Shorten, Joss Stone, Daniel Pierre

Lyric:
You're my bad habit, I'm trying not to love you like I do
(But it's no use, you know it's no use, you know it's no use)
You're my bad habit, no, somehow I don't wanna be rid of you
(But it's no use, you know it's no use)

It's obvious to me your kiss is lethal
Your drug of choice is love and I can't come down
All the names under the sun
You could be everyone but I still want you bad, some say it's sad

You're my bad habit, I'm trying not to love you like I do
(But it's no use, you know it's no use, you know it's no use)
You're my bad habit, no, somehow I don't wanna be rid of you
(But it's no use, you know it's no use)

Always got someone out lookin' for you
And sometimes I just wanna knock you out
You think I've lost half of my brain, clinically I'm insane
'Cause I fiend for you bad, you're the best I ever had

You're my bad habit, I'm trying not to love you like I do
(But it's no use, you know it's no use, you know it's no use)
You're my bad habit, no, and somehow I don't wanna be rid of you
(But it's no use, you know it's no use)

You do me so wrong but you love me so right
There's more than one reason why you shouldn't be in my life
To tell you I don't want you no more would be a lie
So I gotta step back and accept the fact that, you're my

You're my bad habit, no, I'm trying not to love you like I do, oh I do
(But it's no use, you know it's no use, you know it's no use)
You're my bad habit, baby, I'm trying not to love you like I do
(But it's no use, you know it's no use)
Like I do, ooh I don't wanna be

I need to have you baby
I'm lost without your tasty
You're my drug, my lifetime craving
You're my bad habit, baby

You're, you're you're you're my
You're, you're you're you're my
You're, you're you're you're my
...

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Nobody Loves The Hood - Lyrics - Notebook Paper - Huey

Title: Nobody Loves The Hood
Album: Notebook Paper
Artist: Huey
Composer(s): Mikkel Eriksen, Lawrence Frank, Tor Erik Hermansen, Phillip Lamont Jackson

Lyric:
This goes out to all my kids out there in the hood, ya know
Going through the struggle and what not
There's always something bad that could happen in the hood
Ya know, yeah

Momma where you at, daddy where you at?
The hood's out of control, time to fight back
Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime
Because they don't believe the sun can still shine

Waited too long, now it's a problem
You see what it is, how it go wrong
Ooh, that's understood
'Cause nobody loves the hood

Man, this hook is too true to believe in
Where da hell is ya momma and daddy when you need 'em?
Born in the hood, so the hood's in ya heart
Though nothing's been good in the hood from the start

Either you was with ya momma or never had a daddy?
Or never had neitha and was raised wit' ya granny
It's a cold ass world fa the younga generation
In err hood somebody would, time to be facing

For a fucked up reason, a bad ass time
Then gave up, they don't think the sun still shine
Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime
Some say they'll die before they do time

'Cause jail ain't the place to be
Might be the place for you but ain't for me, yeah
You enjoying yo life, why? 'Cause your fists grip wood
But the kids doing bad 'cause nobody loves da hood

Momma where you at, daddy where you at?
The hood's out of control, time to fight back
Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime
Because they don't believe the sun can still shine

Waited too long, now it's a problem
You see what it is, how it go wrong
Ooh, that's understood
'Cause nobody loves the hood

Man, the kids always getting lectured
But what do you expect when they have no direction
Father in jail, mother strung out
No curfew, late nights, hung out

Getting money on the zone, now it is a problem
'Cause they selling white rocks, carrying a revolver
Everybody gotta eat somehow, someway
Wishing they'll make it out somehow, someday

They can put the drugs down and pick up the books
There's only a few good cops 'cause most of them crooks
Supposed to protect and serve but now they got the nerve
To say they want criminals up off of the curb

It's a cold ass world, especially for male
They filling up more than half of all jails
The government got the world misunderstood
I dedicate this to the ones who love the hood

Momma where you at, daddy where you at?
The hood's out of control, time to fight back
Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime
Because they don't believe the sun can still shine

Waited too long, now it's a problem
You see what it is, how it go wrong
Ooh, that's understood
'Cause nobody loves the hood

Stand strong all my lil' soldiers
Reject all negative words people done told ya
Grind how you gotta and make 'em out of believers
Give the middle fingers and tell 'em I don't need ya

Over come the bad and pray to the Lord
Soon to turn good 'cause the grace of the Lord
Now you could smile and say it's all good
I'm never gonna leave 'cause somebody love the hood

Momma where you at, daddy where you at?
The hood's out of control, time to fight back
Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime
Because they don't believe the sun can still shine

Waited too long, now it's a problem
You see what it is, how it go wrong
Ooh, that's understood
'Cause nobody loves the hood

Momma where you at, daddy where you at?
The hood's out of control, time to fight back
Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime
Because they don't believe the sun can still shine

Waited too long, now it's a problem
You see what it is, how it go wrong
Ooh, that's understood
'Cause nobody loves the hood

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Stick It - Lyrics - Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll - Keith Anderson

Title: Stick It
Album: Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
Artist: Keith Anderson
Composer(s): Keith Anderson, Jeffrey Steele, Vicky Mc Gehee

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Lyric:
Red lipstick on my blue collar.
An' her number in Maybelline black eye liner
Written on a napkin in my back pocket
She found it right there right before she washed it

Well, I started back-steppin', stumblin', stutterin'
Tellin' her where I'd been an' how she was just a friend
She said, "You know I know that ain't the truth
But if that's the story you're stickin' to, yeah"

Well, you can stick it where the sun don't shine
Gonna take her advice an' hitch me a ride
We'll drive back to that waterin' hole
Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold

Suck a little salt an' lime
(Suck a little salt an' lime)
Under that neon light
Gonna take my sorry behind
An stick it, where the sun don't shine
Have me a good time

Hey
Got a call from Woodrow
"Hey, bro, your wardrobe's throwed all over the lawn
There's a lot of black smoke comin' from your bass boat
An' your ol' lady's cussin' an' a-carryin' on"

So I told Woodrow, "Put her on the cell 'phone"
He said, "I can't bro, she's got me in a choke hold
Doin' that tie, bro, I think she broke my elbow"
"Hello? Woodrow? Hello?"
"Oh, is that you, baby? Do what?"

She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine"
Gonna take her advice an' stay all night
Sit back down at this waterin' hole
Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold

Suck a little salt an' lime
(Suck a little salt an' lime)
Under that neon light
Gonna take my sorry behind
An' stick it, where the sun don't shine
An' have me a good time

She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine"
Gonna take her advice an' stay all night
Sit back down at this waterin' hole
Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold

Suck a little salt an' lime
(Suck a little salt an' lime)
Under that neon light
Gonna take my sorry behind
An' stick it, where the sun don't shine
An' have me a good time

(She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine")
(I'm gonna take her advice an' stay all night)
Stick it where the sun don't shine
(Sit back down at this waterin' hole)
(Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold)
Hey, bartender, want you to pour me another one
An' make it real strong

(She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine")
(I'm gonna take her advice an' stay all night)
I bet ol' Woodrow should be here any minute now
He's gonna need one too
(Sit back down at this waterin' hole)
(Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold)
Ah hell, just bring me the whole bottle
Looks like I'm gonna be here a while

(She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine")
(I'm gonna take her advice an' stay all night)
There's Woodrow right now
Oh, damn man, that looks bad
(Sit back down at this waterin' hole)
(Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold)
Whoo! Your elbow supposed to bend that way?

(She said, "Stick it where the sun don't shine")
(I'm gonna take her advice an' stay all night)
"Hey brother, did you get all my clothes?
I might need a place to stay to stay for a while"
(Sit back down at this waterin' hole)
(Where the cold beer flows an' the Cuervo's gold)
She's damn tough, ain't she?

Stick it, where the sun don't shine
Yeah

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Six Barrel Shotgun - Lyrics - Take Them On, On Your Own - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Title: Six Barrel Shotgun
Album: Take Them On, On Your Own
Artist: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Composer(s): Nick Jago, Peter Hayes, Robert Turner

Lyric:
I kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers ?cause I?m feeling low and son
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me

You got it bad, nothing can save you
Don?t look back, you gotta a lot of nerve
To break your word and you throw it away
You?d give your soul but it?s just too little too late

I kill myself with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers ?cause I?m feeling low and son
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me

It?s in your skin, moving too quickly
Shut your eyes or they?ll show you no mercy
It?s in your love but it don?t make it right
It?s not my time, still I've got to be brave

We've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it but I?m carrying on
To the end with an empty grin
You come when I say, you come when I say

Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me

You lose your tongue but you know you?ll never need it
Hush your head, I don?t wanna remind you
You held my hand when you couldn't take the pressure
Save yourself ?cause I need some simulation, baby

We've shaken hands and the criminals won
I never liked it but I?m carrying on
You never liked it till the killing was done
You come when I say, you come when I say run

I kill myself with a 6-barrel shotgun
I kill you all but I need you so
I tear my finger from the trigger, baby
I tear my fingers ?cause I?m feeling low and son
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me
Son, Sunday?s sun, son, Sunday?s sun
Son, Sunday?s sun never shone on me

(Never shone on me)
I never liked it but I?m carryin? on
(Never shone on me)
I never liked it but I?m carryin? on
(Never shone on me)
You never liked it till the killin? was done

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