Take Me Home - Lyrics - The Very Best Of Cher - Cher

Title: Take Me Home
Album: The Very Best Of Cher
Artist: Cher
Composer(s): Bob Esty, Michelle Aller

Lyric:
Take me home, take me home
Want to feel you close to me
Take me home, take me home
With you is where I wanna be

Wrapped in your arms tonight
Just making love
Music and candlelight
Stars up above

Take me home, take me home
Oh, can't you see I want you near
Take me home, take me home
Ooh, baby, let's get out of here

I'd follow you anywhere
Your place or mine
Just a one night affair
Would be so fine

I'm in heaven
Seems like heaven
So much in heaven

Take me home
Take me home

One night with you
Lying here next to me
It's the right thing to do
It would be ecstasy

I'm in heaven
Seems like heaven
So much in heaven

Take me home
Ooh, baby, take me home
Come on and meet me, baby
Come on and take me, take me home

Take me home, take me home
Take me home, take me home

Music, candlelight, so right
Take me home
In your arms tonight, hold me tight
Take me home

Just me and you forever
Take me home, home with you
We can be together
Take me home, home with you

Take me home with you
With you, I've been walking
Right out that door

One night with you
Lying here next to me
It's the right thing to do
It would be ecstasy

Well, I'm in heaven
Seems like heaven
So much in heaven

Take me home, take me home
Ooh, I wanna feel you close to me
Take me home
Ooh, with you is where I wanna be

Wrapped in your arms tonight
Just making love
Music and candlelight
Stars up above

I'm in heaven
Seems like heaven
Take me, take me home, I'm with you

Come on and take me
Ooh baby, baby, take me home
(Take me, take me home, I'm with you)
You'll be lying next to me
Baby it'd be ecstasy
(Take me, take me home, I'm with you)

Oh, can't you see I want you near
Baby, baby let's get out of here
(Take me, take me home, I'm with you)

I wanna go home with you
I wanna go home with you
Take me home
I wanna get next to you
I wanna get next to you
Take me home

I gotta be with you
I gotta be with you
Take me home, home with you
I gotta be with you
I gotta be with you
Take me home, home with you

I want you to take me
I want you to take me
Take me home, home with you
I want you to take me
I want you to take me
Take me home, home with you

I want you to take me
I want you to take me
Take me home, home with you
I want you to take me
I want you to take me
Take me home, home with you

I want you to take me
I want you to take me
Take me home, home with you
I want you to take me

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Green Leaves Of Summer - Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

Title: Green Leaves Of Summer
Artist: Eddy Arnold
Composer(s): Dimitri Tiomkin, Paul Francis Webster

Lyric:
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumpin' as high as the sky
A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'
A time to be courtin' a girl of your own

'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth
(A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin')
(A time just for livin', a place for to die)
'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer are callin' me home

'Twas so good to be young then to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer are callin' me home
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home

Correct variant

A time to be reapin', a time to be sawin'
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty
When the catfish are jumpin' as high as the sky

A time just for plantin' a time just for ploughin'
A time to be courtin' a girl of your own
'Twas so good to be young then to be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth

A time to be reapin' a time to be sawin'
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home
'Twas so good to be young then with the sweet smell of apples
And the owl in the pine tree akin' his eye

A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'
A time just for livin' a place for to die
'Twas so good to be young then to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer are calling me home

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Stay Close - Lyrics - Blue Nile

Title: Stay Close
Artist: Blue Nile
Composer(s): Paul Gerard Buchanan

Lyric:
Stand in the light
So I can see
The mornin' makes it bad
Sun beatin' low oww

Soon you will know
If love is the way
Soon you will go
Your own way
Ye ye yeah

Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Stay close to me

Blowing down the street
To see you one more time
Is the world still at your feet?
And you let somebody love you
One day you'll feel
The way I feel
Soon you'll go
Your own way
Hey

Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Yeah
Stay close to me
Hey yeah
Stay close to me
Yeah yeah yeah

Stay close to me yeah
Ye ye yeah
Stay close to me
Ye ye yeah
We're gonna live free
Yeahhh
Stay close to me

The cowboys in the railway station
I gave up on news
The common hall at three a.m.
Said how'd it go
Yeah how'd it go today?
One day you'll know
In the ol' days
The sun's in' down is calling home
You're wakin' up
The radio

Stay close to me
Yeah eh
Stay close to me
Hey ye yeah
Stay close
Stay close to me
Stay close
Stay close

Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Stay close to me
Stay close to me, yeah

Stay close
Stay close

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Spanish - Lyrics - Slicker Than Your Average - Craig David

Title: Spanish
Album: Slicker Than Your Average
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Anthony Marshall, Craig David, Trevor Henry

Lyric:
[Foreign Content]
Yo, hit that

Would you like a drink with me?
(If you don't mind, can I talk to you, if it's alright?)
I want your body close to mine
(All night, while we're dancin' in the moonlight)
We could spend the night in ecstasy
(Kissin', touchin', caressin')
You know that you don't have to leave
(Tonight)
Sayin', why didn't I go home with you tonight

In fresh from out of town
Just breezed in so I thought I'd take a look around
And find a party where the vibe is right
I'm talking, maybe meet a honey, take her home tonight
So shades on, tops off the whip
Taking in the sights as I cruise the ship
As I pull up to a red light
I see this pretty little shorty in my headlight

This girl looked half black and half oriental
Man, this chicks got class and style
I'd like to ask her for her credentials
Name, address, numbers to dial
She plays tough, when deep down she's gentle
It ain't hard to read the signs
This girl bangs the Dre instrumentals
Here's an a cappella of mine

Girl, would you like a drink with me?
(If you don't mind, can I talk to you, if it's alright?)
I want your body close to mine
(All night, while we're dancin' in the moonlight)
We could spend the night in ecstasy
(Kissin', touchin', caressin')
You know that you don't have to leave
(Tonight)
Sayin', why didn't I go home with you tonight

Scene two, all up in the club
Got my game tied up, I had to tear it up
Could be a night that I won't forget
Boy, I'm lookin' for a honey an' I'm confident
I was dancin' but I had to stop
When I clocked this fly girl wearin' a halter top
She had her hair done, nails right
This senorita had a booty that was so tight

She was a hot girl who looked continental
Damn, her body looked so fine
The way she spoke, I saw her potential
If looks could kill then she'd do time
I don't claim to speak perfect Spanish
But I do know a few lines
This female's slick up than your average
And I gotta make her mine

[Foreign Content]
(If you don't mind, can I talk to you, if it's alright?)
[Foreign Content]
(All night, while we're dancin' in the moonlight)
[Foreign Content]
(Kissin', touchin', caressin')
[Foreign Content]
(Tonight)
Sayin', why didn't I go home with you tonight

Tonight, I'm from a distance admirin'
Girl, you're lookin' so vibrant
And I dig the way you move your body
Let's get out of this party
Maybe we can get naughty
Say bye, bye girlfriends
'Cos just in a minute we'll be gone if we're N'SYNC
(Yo, can we dance?)

Would you like a drink and some lovin'?
But leave your husband at home
Unless he want a bump on a dome
Come along, rub alongside me
Put your phone on silence, just breath
What you're doin' is right, what I'm doin' is wrong
Only time I do right is when I'm doin' a song
So, expect your ex to exit the area

Exterior vex, perplex by the sex
What you're drinkin'?
Drinks on me, find me on drink and I drink on me
You can ride next to me, girl, it's ecstasy
Here's somethin' for your ecstasy
It's messed up, how I slide up your tight with my right hand
You wanna ride all night then I can
Don't be shy of just one, one night stand, now let's go

Would you like a drink with me?
(If you don't mind, can I talk to you, if it's alright?)
I want your body close to mine
(All night, while we're dancin' in the moonlight)
We could spend the night in ecstasy
(Kissin', touchin', caressin')
You know that you don't have to leave
(Tonight)
Sayin', why didn't I go home with you tonight

Would you like a drink with me?
(If you don't mind, can I talk to you, if it's alright?)
I want your body close to mine
(All night, while we're dancin' in the moonlight)
We could spend the night in ecstasy
(Kissin', touchin', caressin')
You know that you don't have to leave
(Tonight)
Sayin', why didn't I go home with you tonight

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The Real Life - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: The Real Life
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys to the car and the home
But her friends were really his friends
No one stops by to see her much anymore

So one night she goes back down to the old haunts
That once upon a time were her own
She didn't know nobody out there no more
And the whole experience just made her feel so old, she says

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life, I want to live the real life

Jackson, Jackson, was a good kid
He had four years of college and a Bachelor's Degree
Started workin' when he was 21
Got fed up and quit when he was 43

He said, "My whole life, I've done what I'm supposed to do
Now I'd like to maybe do something for myself
And just as soon as I figure out what that is
You can bet your life, I'm gonna give it hell with

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life, I want to live the real life

I guess it don't matter how old you are
Or how old one lives to be
I guess it boils down to what we did with our lives
And how we deal with our own destinies

But something happens when you reach a certain age
Particularly to those ones that are young at heart
It's a lonely proposition when you realize
That there's less days in front of the horse
Than riding in the back of this cart, I say

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
Just because I'm middle-aged that don't mean
I want to sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life, I want to live the real life

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
I want to live the real life
I won't sit around my house and watch TV
I want the real life, I want to live the real life, I want the real life

I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone
I want to live the real life
I want to live my life close to the bone

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My Oklahoma Home - Lyrics - We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions - Bruce Springsteen

Title: My Oklahoma Home
Album: We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Composer(s): Bill Cunningham, Sis Cunningham

Lyric:
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip
I wanted a place to call my own
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place
And settled down along the Cimarron

It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home, it blowed away
It looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away

I planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats
Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face
Got a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cow
And got a fancy mortgage on the place

It blowed away, it blowed away
All the crops I planted blowed away
You can't grow any grain if there isn't any rain
All except the mortgage blowed away

It blowed away my rooster and it blowed away my hens
The pigs and cattle went astray
All the crops that I sowed went a-foggin' down the road
My Oklahoma farm, it blowed away

It blowed away, it blowed away
Everything I owned blowed away
I hollered and I cussed when my land went up in dust
When my Oklahoma farm, it blowed away

It looked so green and fair, when I built my shanty there
I figured I was all set for life
I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
And went to town and picked me out a wife

She blowed away, she blowed away
My Oklahoma woman blowed away
Just as I bent and kissed her, she was picked up by a twister
My Oklahoma woman blowed away

Then I was left alone a-listenin' to the moan
Of the wind around the corners of my shack
So, I took off down the road when the south wind blowed
A-travelin' with the wind at my back

I blowed away, I blowed away
Chasin' a dust cloud up ahead
Once it looked so green and fair, now it's up there in the air
My Oklahoma farm is overhead

Now I'm always close to home no matter where I roam
For Oklahoma dust is everywhere
Makes no difference where I'm walkin'
I can hear my chickens squawkin'
I can hear my wife a-talkin' in the air

It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home blowed away
But my home is always near; it's in the atmosphere
My Oklahoma home that blowed away

I'm a roamin' Oklahoman, but I'm always close to home
And I'll never get homesick 'til I die
No matter where I'm found, my home is all around
My Oklahoma home is in the sky

It blowed away, it blowed away
My farm down upon the Cimarron
But all around the world, wherever dust is whirled
Some is from my Oklahoma home

It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home blowed away
Oh, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud rolling by
My Oklahoma home is in the sky

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Home Life - Lyrics - Heavier Things - John Mayer

Title: Home Life
Album: Heavier Things
Artist: John Mayer
Composer(s): John Mayer, David Labruyere

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Lyric:
I think I'm gonna stay home
Have myself a home life
Sitting in the slow-mo
And listening to the daylight

I am not a nomad
I am not a rocket man
I was born a house cat
By the slight of my mother's hand

I think I'm gonna stay home

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live on the side of a square
I used to be in my M to Z now
You'll never find me 'cause my name isn't there

Home life
Been holding out for a home life
My whole life

I want to see the end game
I want to learn her last name
Finish on a Friday
And sit in traffic on the highway

See, I refuse to believe
That my life's gonna be
Just some string of incomplete
Never to lead me to anything
Remotely close to my home life

Been holding out for a home life
My whole life

I can tell you this much
I will marry just once
And if it doesn't work out
Give her half of my stuff
It's fine with me
We said eternity

And I will go to my grave
With the life that I gave
Not just some melody line
On a radio wave it dissipates
And soon evaporates
But home life doesn't change

I want to live in the center of a circle
I want to live on the side of a square
I'd love to walk to where we can both talk but
I've got to leave you 'cause my ride is here

And my home life
You take the home life
You keep the home life
I'll come back for the home life I promise
Home life I promise
Life home life, home life

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The Makings Of A Perfect Bitch - Lyrics - Street's Disciple - Nas

Title: The Makings Of A Perfect Bitch
Album: Street's Disciple
Artist: Nas
Composer(s): P Howard, T Black, Nasir Jones, Leshan Lewis

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Lyric:
I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird
You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch there's always
One thing wrong and you wish that you could switch or fix
While you shapin' every curve and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of a perfect bitch

A ghoul at night, I role like Jack the Ripper trying to choose my wife
I need a ass of a stripper, fat lipper mad niggaz in this one predicament
You try to choose a loyal one and stick with it, my stupid dick again
Searching for something to jump and then start humpin'
Convincing me that the history of a woman is about
Leaving a nigga with nothing so my experiences taught me
How to come up with a plan to make a right one for the man

A toy for the boy, the one that righteously will understand
And since I can't find her I guess I gotta make her I creep in the night
Like a kinky undertaker I think I'm on a caper to abduct a nerd
From the Ivy League, next stop at the strip club snatch a bad one
And flee what's next, I'm stakin' out a five star restaurant
To kidnap the chef, say goodbye to the stress

I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird
You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch there's always
One thing wrong and you wish that you could switch or fix
While you shapin' every curve and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of a perfect bitch

I stitch 'em together then I kiss 'em forever these surgical gloves
Are made of love, couldn't be better four cycles of blood
Child birth first menstrual cycle, last menstrual cycle then death
That's four, so I guess rebirth is the fifth put 'em together
That's a genius, a slut and a chef holdin' the scalpel
While cutting the flesh heavy bleeding, so I need suction
It's such a mess if she survives she'll be sucking me next

Dark nipples on her D-cup breasts so I could titty fuck
While she do my taxes for the IRS so I could just relax, shit
By now I'm blessed I'm her daddy I'm her Messiah, I'm God
'Cause I injected obedience and loyalty in her heart
Know you mad 'cause you with a bitch that nag you to death
I smack mine on the ass and she breathe her first breath

I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird
You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch there's always
One thing wrong and you wish that you could switch or fix
While you shapin' every curve and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of a perfect bitch

Gimme Sade's mystique, she gotta know her way in the streets
Like Billie Holiday in Harlem body from Ketoi Johnson
And Kenya Moore and Apple Bottoms Maya Angelou's brain
And some groove from Terry McMillan them Angelina Jolie lips
Angela Davis, Sista Souljah's wit helping me load clips

Some words form a pimp was, "Nas, it just don't exist"
But homes is twisted, a home ain't a home without, without the misses
All the girls that I named are queens, no disrespect
But I need me someone to disappear, reappear like I dream of Jeannie
Whenever I want, I think I met her, it's on, forever I'll flaunt

I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird
You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch there's always
One thing wrong and you wish that you could switch or fix
While you shapin' every curve and hips, you heard of this?
The makings of a perfect bitch

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I Came So Close To Losing My Home - Lyrics - Merle Haggard

Title: I Came So Close To Losing My Home
Artist: Merle Haggard
Composer(s): Jimmy Dickens, Kenneth E Hunt

Lyric:
I came close so close to failure
I came close to living alone
I know the kids still love me
And their mama

But I came so close
To losing my home
I felt small enough
To drown in each teardrop

But big enough to admit
I was wrong
When I think of what I've done
The cheer runs through me

'Cause I came so close
To losing my home
I felt small enough
To drown in each teardrop

I came so close
To losing my home

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Reasons - Lyrics - Golden State - Bush

Title: Reasons
Album: Golden State
Artist: Bush
Composer(s): Gavin Rossdale

Lyric:
Watch the water feed the soil
So the circle is complete
See what you have become
Is the earth beneath my feet?

I'll bring in the stains
Your alabaster feet
What's the space between?
What you want and what you need?

So you'll never be lonely again
Never be lonely again

Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
Bring me close to you

Who are you
And where are you in my life?
I was wondering how much of me
Is still alive

I don't even know
If I can swim again
You know how cold it gets
With all your struggling

Try to find ourselves
Seem it is real
It gets so hard at times
To know just what to feel

Never be lonely again
Never be lonely

Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
Bring me close to you

I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons

Watch the water bleed the soil
Albinoed by the sun
We will try to keep our feet
In the face of what we've done

Try to find ourselves
See this, what we made?
Tell me what you want
And what you have betrayed

Home is still the place
That we love the most
Home is where you are
Home is where you are

Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
Bring me close to you

Waiting for this love
We have reasons
We have reasons
We have reasons
We have reasons

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Close To Home - Lyrics - The Get Up Kids

Title: Close To Home
Artist: The Get Up Kids
Composer(s): James Matthew Dewees, Robert Steven Pope, Ryan Michael Pope, Matthew Patrick Pryor, James David Suptic

Lyric:
Summer swallowed us whole
Waited for you to come around
Every word you wrote down
We read it over to know, would they believe in us now?
There's no shame like no sound from sources hits close to home
Everything that we've found says make your own destiny

But you're unaware that you should be scared
Maybe you'll learn from mistake that we make
Not waiting forever
We know you'll never be there
Not waiting forever
But if you get out we'll see you there

Summer swallowed us whole
Waited for you to come around
There's no shame like no sound from sources hits close to home
Everything that we've found says make your own destiny

But you're unaware that you should be scared
Maybe you'll learn from mistake that we make
Not waiting forever
We know you'll never be there
Not waiting forever
But if you get out we'll see you there
You're not awake as I'm aware

Maybe we had all you figured absolutely wrong
There's been a misunderstanding we've had all along
Maybe we had all you figured absolutely wrong
You can read about it, about it when we're gone

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Dancin' - Lyrics - Guy

Title: Dancin'
Artist: Guy
Composer(s): Eddie Ferrell, Darrin Lighty, Balewa Muhammad, Teddy Riley, Delvis Damon, Clifton Lighty

Lyric:
G U Y, can I have this dance? Yeah
I know you've never dance with a man like me before, yeah
An' when you'll dance with me, you'll never want to dance no more
Let me show you

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

Looking in your eyes
As we start to dance the night away
I can feel your heart
As you're pushing your body close to mine, yeah

To the beat, to the drum to the music till we're one
An' don't you worry about the crowd 'cause there's no one else around
I can freak it if you like, I can make you feel all right
I can serve it to you right 'cause I'd like to explore your body tonight

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

Baby, take my hand
And let me guide you to this dance of love
We'll be moving so close
Almost like we're making love
Baby, bring your body and let it bounce with me

To the beat, to the drum to the music till we're one
Don't you worry about the crowd 'cause there's no one else around
I can freak it if you like, I can make you feel all right
I can serve it to you right 'cause I'd like to explore your body tonight

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

Do you wanna dance with me?
Do you wanna dance with me?
I want you to, I want you
And you know that I do

Do you wanna dance with me? yeah
Do you wanna dance with me? yeah, yeah, yeah
I want you to, I want you, I do

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

I like to think that I'm the only one she sees
When we're dancing, when we're out on the floor
An' I like to think that she'll be coming home with me
So I slowly move closer, let her know that I want her

Can I dance, can I dance, can I dance with you?
Can I dance, can I dance, can I dance with you?
Can I dance, can I dance, can I dance with you?
So I slowly move closer, and I know that I want her
[Incomprehensible]

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Teething - Lyrics - Deftones

Title: Teething
Artist: Deftones
Composer(s): Chino Camilo Moreno, Stephen Carpenter, Abe Cunningham, Chi Cheng

Lyric:
First you smile at Lord, I found you first
Liquefied inside you, but it hurts if I even see you
Make you smile, I look over and cry, I get by

But that's to bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me
I'm coming home, but I

First you raining for, it can't be seen
Liquefied him more and more, fuck you bitch
To go and I go and I and
I don't know 'cause I'm sick and this ain't fun at all

But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself, you ain't no genius
You want to fly, you won't find me
I'm coming home, I

But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself, you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me
I'm coming home, hurt

You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know

You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me something

Your this close to fashion the, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know

Your this close to fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don't know
Your this close to fashion, the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me something, tell me something

Say your prayers

But that's too bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me
I'm coming home, but I

But that's too bad, you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself, you ain't no genius
You want to find, you won't find me
I'm coming home, hurt

[Incomprehensible]

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Close Your Eyes - Lyrics - Superstar Car Wash - Goo Goo Dolls

Title: Close Your Eyes
Album: Superstar Car Wash
Artist: Goo Goo Dolls
Composer(s): Robbie Takac, George Tutuska, John Rzeznik

Lyric:
I wish I had a saxophone
I'd play the blues 'til you came home
With a little sadness in your eye

Now that all my time was spent
In the walk that heaven sent
Thinking 'bout all the nights you cried

Had a certain passion
And I had surly dreams
A look of vicious actions

Don't close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me
Oh don't close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me

I wish I had a camera lens
To film the things my mind had said
Before they reached my mouth and got all bad

Looking at the skies of blue
All day long I think of you
Even after all the shit we've been through

Had a certain passion
And I had surly dreams
A look of vicious actions

Don't close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me
Please don't close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me
Oh don't close your eyes to me
Close your eyes to me
Close your eyes to me
Eyes to me
Close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me
Close your eyes to me
Close your eyes to me
Don't close your eyes to me
Eyes to me

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Back Home - Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Title: Back Home
Album: The Rising Tied
Artist: Fort Minor
Composer(s): Mike Shinoda, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Takbir Khalid Bashir, Ryan Patrick Maginn

Lyric:
Yeah, y'all everybody's take you out to the tiff, to the crib
Let's do it Mike, yeah

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

Back home, they holler 'Disciple' and 'Blackstone'
Same block the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched the guns clap on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs

I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music I'm attached to it
In many ways this city raised me and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery

The streets seem hollow when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow I borrow words from the
Bible and use them for survival gangs rival

Signs painted on walls like hiero, glyphics
I tell 'em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt Shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael tryin' not to stay idle

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

Back home, it's not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so common
It don't really bother us much we just swallow it
Crack the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow something

Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it actually happening's kinda slim
Back home, we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back home

I try my best to keep it together it's cold
Like the windy city streets of December
I pace back and forth looking for the courage to shine
But can't lap the source need something to nourish my mind

I know we all lose quite a bit in life only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight bringing truth back to the game

Back home, we've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something 'cause there's not enough time
And we're non-stop bottom line doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital

Back home, there's people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus, focus is overrated
'Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change it

Back home is Alvarado K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures shiver living right in the littler
Where kids write bigger right inside the L.A. river

On the concrete a symbol of our everyday way
It's that color and concentration over heavy and gray
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home, ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em

And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free back home

We're takin' you back home y'all
Yeah, it's Common Sense, my God Mike
SLP yeah this is how we won't change
It's good music, this all for you baby, yeah

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Juice (Know The Ledge) * - Lyrics - Rakim

Title: Juice (Know The Ledge) *
Artist: Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin

Lyric:
Sip the juice 'cause I got enough to go around
And the thought takes place uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk
And then taught to hawk New York

I go to Queens for queens to get the crew from Brooklyn
Make money in Manhattan and never been token
Go Uptown and the Bronx to boogie down
Get strong on the Island, recoup and lay around

Time to build my juice back up
Props back up, suckers get smacked up
Don't doubt the clout, you know what I'm about
Knocking niggaz off, knocking niggaz out

Shaking 'em up, waking 'em up
Raking 'em up, breaking 'em up
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let's see if I know the ledge

Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's here
I get cock-d liffin' forty's of beer
Here's a sip for the crew that's deceased
If I get revenge, then they rest in peace

Somebody's got to suffer, I just might spare one
And give a brother a fair one
Stay alert and on "P's"
And I do work with these like Hercules

Switch to southpaw, split your right jaw
'Cause I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I move like an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to bomb me

Putting brothers to rest like Elliot Ness
'Cause I don't like stress
Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand
Nutting's gonna stop the plan

I'll chill like Pacino, kill like DeNiro
Black Gambino, die like a hero
Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let's see if I know the ledge!

Shells lay around on the battleground
Dead bodies are found throughout the town
Tried to put shame in my game to make a name
I'm-a put it on a bullet, put it in your brain

Rip the block like a buckshot
Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket closed
No remorse when a life is lost
I paid my dues- paid the cost

And my pockets are still fat
Wherever I'm at, I get the welcome mat
Even if my crew steep with one deep
I attract attention, people like to peep

So come say hi to the badguy
Don't say goodbye, I don't plan to die
'Cause I get loose and I got troops
And crazy juice

In control of many like Ayatollah Khomeini
Hang out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play me
I'm at war a lot, like Anwar Sadat
But no warning shot, my gun is warm a lot

When I cook beef, the smoke will never clear
Areas in fear but this here's a fear!
Living life too close to the edge
Hoping that I know the ledge

A brand new morn, no time to yawn
Shower's on, power's on
Late for school, I catch the train
Girls sip, "Cristal" and whisper my name

I push up like an exercise
Check the intellect and inspect the thighs
Select the best one, pull her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the ride

Read my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool
Just meet me after school
We can moan and groan until your mom come home
And you be calling me Al "Dope" Capone

Sweatin' me, she didn't want to let me loose
Come get me, that's if you want to sip the juice
'Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety
'Cause a lot of niggaz hate me

Coming out of the building, they set me up
Sprayed wit automatics, they wet me up
In a puddle of blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I didn't know the ledge

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Juice (Know The Ledge) * - Lyrics - Eric B. &Amp; Rakim

Title: Juice (Know The Ledge) *
Artist: Eric B. &Amp; Rakim
Composer(s): Eric Barrier, William Griffin

Lyric:
Sip the juice 'cause I got enough to go around
And the thought takes place uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk
And then taught to hawk New York

I go to Queens for queens to get the crew from Brooklyn
Make money in Manhattan and never been token
Go Uptown and the Bronx to boogie down
Get strong on the Island, recoup and lay around

Time to build my juice back up
Props back up, suckers get smacked up
Don't doubt the clout, you know what I'm about
Knocking niggaz off, knocking niggaz out

Shaking 'em up, waking 'em up
Raking 'em up, breaking 'em up
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let's see if I know the ledge

Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's here
I get cock-d liffin' forty's of beer
Here's a sip for the crew that's deceased
If I get revenge, then they rest in peace

Somebody's got to suffer, I just might spare one
And give a brother a fair one
Stay alert and on "P's"
And I do work with these like Hercules

Switch to southpaw, split your right jaw
'Cause I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I move like an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to bomb me

Putting brothers to rest like Elliot Ness
'Cause I don't like stress
Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand
Nutting's gonna stop the plan

I'll chill like Pacino, kill like DeNiro
Black Gambino, die like a hero
Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge
Let's see if I know the ledge!

Shells lay around on the battleground
Dead bodies are found throughout the town
Tried to put shame in my game to make a name
I'm-a put it on a bullet, put it in your brain

Rip the block like a buckshot
Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket closed
No remorse when a life is lost
I paid my dues- paid the cost

And my pockets are still fat
Wherever I'm at, I get the welcome mat
Even if my crew steep with one deep
I attract attention, people like to peep

So come say hi to the badguy
Don't say goodbye, I don't plan to die
'Cause I get loose and I got troops
And crazy juice

In control of many like Ayatollah Khomeini
Hang out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play me
I'm at war a lot, like Anwar Sadat
But no warning shot, my gun is warm a lot

When I cook beef, the smoke will never clear
Areas in fear but this here's a fear!
Living life too close to the edge
Hoping that I know the ledge

A brand new morn, no time to yawn
Shower's on, power's on
Late for school, I catch the train
Girls sip, "Cristal" and whisper my name

I push up like an exercise
Check the intellect and inspect the thighs
Select the best one, pull her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the ride

Read my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool
Just meet me after school
We can moan and groan until your mom come home
And you be calling me Al "Dope" Capone

Sweatin' me, she didn't want to let me loose
Come get me, that's if you want to sip the juice
'Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety
'Cause a lot of niggaz hate me

Coming out of the building, they set me up
Sprayed wit automatics, they wet me up
In a puddle of blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I didn't know the ledge

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Scar - Lyrics - The Sound of White - Missy Higgins

Title: Scar
Album: The Sound of White
Artist: Missy Higgins
Composer(s): Kevin M Griffin, Melissa Morrison Higgins

Lyric:
He left a card, a bar of soap
And a scrubbing brush next to a note
That said, 'Use these down to your bones'
And before I knew I had shiny skin
And it felt easy being clean like him
I thought this one knows better than I do

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver, the way things could've gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far
Could you leave me with a scar?

So the next one came with a bag of treats
She smelled like sugar and spoke like the sea
And she told me don't trust them, trust me
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one
Looked at my insides clicking her tongue
And said, "This will all have to come undone"

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
She tried to blunt me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver, the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far
And could you leave me with a scar?

I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find
You can bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver, the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?

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Hit You Where You Live - Lyrics - Petra

Title: Hit You Where You Live
Artist: Petra
Composer(s): Bob Hartman, John Elefante, Billy Smiley

Lyric:
You want to change, with all your might
You want to do right in his sight
It's his delight to give you your desire
It's his desire to set your life on fire, on fire

Sometimes it hurts when reprimanded
It hurts him more than it's hurtin' you
He'll pick you up from where you landed
When he knocks you down, turns your life around
He'll turn your life around

Hit you where you live, you can't hold back
When you're struck by his love you will know
Hit you where you live, it's so close to home
When you're all sold out the mark will show
Let him hit you where you live

The evidence leads to conviction
When we don't live everything we say
There's got to be a crucifixion
We can live dying everyday

You've got to tell him he's free to take a shot
He wants to hit you with everything he's got

Hit you where you live, you can't hold back
When you're struck by his love you will know
Hit you where you live, it's so close to home
When you're all sold out the mark will show
Let him hit you where you live

A lost and dying world is dying to know
He lives the only way they'll know, what he has to give
Is when we're hit where we live

Hit you where you live, you can't hold back
When you're struck by his love you will know
Hit you where you live, it's so close to home
When you're all sold out the mark will show
Let him hit you where you live

On fire, on fire

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Cry Babies - Lyrics - Ludacris

Title: Cry Babies
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Kaseem Dean

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Lyric:
Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break
Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak
So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight
You frostin' like a flake and Ludacris feels great

Who want come face me, face come want who?
And women give me face until they're face turns blue
They can't breathe, dick to mouth resuscitation
A tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations

I play stations, duck cops and lose agents
I'm doctor love, I close curtains and fuck patients
When I kick and rip and flip an indispensable rhyme
My black ass is so hungry I'll take a bite out of crime

And it'll hurt if I swallow, but even more if I choke
Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that I smoke
You see I crush cowards, funerals I'll send flowers
And I'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

You see I'm ambidextrous, I slap ass with both hands
Delete your first steps, but I'll save the last dance
I just bought some new guns my mama said "It ain't worth it"
But I'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perfect

Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
And you run with niggas that's more chicken then pot pies
I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a Sac King like Chris Webber

Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels
My cars got big TV's and satellites
I got a wheel of fortune 'cause I flipped O's like Vanna White

And the survey says? Kill a muthafucka now
Could it be off with his head? Or shoot a muthafucka down
Ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

I kick niggas in they're ass reboot 'em like laptops
And they wouldn't even box if I gave 'em a flat top
You punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble
Now they all lost for words like I beat 'em in scrabble

You see I'm from a small town called "Fresh out a cop's ass"
Where Mr. Head-potatoes are skinned they get mashed
I smell puss from fifty yards, y'all not playin' with full decks
As if I jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards

Catch me in Vegas spinnin' the green
I re-up with more chips than a vending machine
Then you can catch me in Rome mackin' some brauds and sticking 'em
And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em

A drug dealer's dream, so fresh and I'm so clean
I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen
So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies
Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

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