Four Seasons In One Day - Lyrics - Recurring Dream: The Very Best Of Crowded House - Crowded House

Title: Four Seasons In One Day
Album: Recurring Dream: The Very Best Of Crowded House
Artist: Crowded House
Composer(s): Neil Mullane Finn, Brian Timothy Finn

Lyric:
Four seasons in one day
Lying in the depths of your imagination
Worlds above and worlds below
The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

Even when you're feeling warm
The temperature could drop away
Like four seasons in one day

Smiling as the shit comes down
You can tell a man from what he has to say
Everything gets turned around
And I will risk my neck again, again

You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
Like all the things you can't explain
Four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day

It doesn't pay to make predictions sleeping on an unmade bed
Finding out wherever there is comfort there is pain
Only one step away
Like four seasons in one day

Blood dries up
Like rain, like rain
Fills my cup
Like four seasons in one day

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Surfers Rule - Lyrics - Beach Boys

Title: Surfers Rule
Artist: Beach Boys
Composer(s): Brian Wilson, Mike Love

Lyric:
It's a genuine fact that the surfers rule

It's plastered on the walls all around the school, now
(Surfers rule, surfers rule)
Becoming just as common as a golden rule, now
(Surfers rule, surfers rule)
Take it or leave it but you better believe it, surfers rule

They burnt it in the grass on the football field, now
(Surfers rule, surfers rule)
Just try to make them cool it and they'll never yield, now
(Surfers rule, surfers rule)
Take what you've heard, now and go pass the word now
Surfers rule

It's a genuine fact that the surfers rule

A woody full of surfers pullin' long side a wagon
(Surfers rule, surfers rule)
The hodaddies sittin' while the surfers are draggin'
The surfers are winnin' and they say as they're grinnin'
Surfers rule

Surfers rule
(Four seasons, you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four seasons, you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four seasons, you better believe it)

Surfers rule
(Four seasons, you better believe it)
Surfers rule
(Four seasons, you better believe it)

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Four Seasons Of Loneliness - Lyrics - Boyz Ii Men

Title: Four Seasons Of Loneliness
Artist: Boyz Ii Men
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, James Samuel Iii Harris

Lyric:
Oh yea oh oh oh
I long for the warmth of days gone by when you were mine
But now those days are memories in time
Life's empty without you by my side
My heart belongs to you, no matter what I try

When I get the courage up to love somebody new
It always falls apart 'cause they just can't compare to you
Your love won't release me, I'm bound under ball and chain
Reminiscing our love as I watch 4 seasons change

In comes the winter breeze that chills the air and drifts the snow
And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe
When springtime makes it's way here
Lilac blooms reminds me of the scent of your perfume

When summer burns with heat, I always get the hots for you
Go skinny dippin' in the ocean where we used to do
When autumn sheds the leaves, the trees are bare
When you're not here, it doesn't feel the same

Remember the nights when we closed our eyes
And vowed that you and I would be in love for all time

Anytime I think about these things I shared with you
I break down and cry 'cause I get so emotional
Until you release me I'm bound under ball and chain
Reminiscing our love as I watch 4 seasons change

In comes the winter breeze that chills the air and drifts the snow
And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe
When springtime makes it's way here
Lilac blooms reminds me of the scent of your perfume

When summer burns with heat, I always get the hots for you
Go skinny dippin' in the ocean where we used to do
When autumn sheds the leaves, the trees are bare
When you're not here, it doesn't feel the same

This loneliness has crushed my heart
Please let me love again
'Cause I need your love to comfort me and ease my pain
Or 4 seasons will bring the loneliness again

In comes the winter breeze that chills the air and drifts the snow
And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe
When springtime makes it's way here
Lilac blooms reminds me of the scent of your perfume

When summer burns with heat, I always get the hots for you
Go skinny dippin' in the ocean where we used to do
When autumn sheds the leaves, the trees are bare
When you're not here, it doesn't feel the same
Remember the warmth of days gone by

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Four Seasons - Lyrics - Tical 2000 Judgementday - Method Man

Title: Four Seasons
Album: Tical 2000 Judgementday
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Jeffrey Atkins, Clifford Smith, Reggie Noble, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Bitch
Brick City, yo

Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young
At 8 paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts

For money, to your house arrest anklet
I take it all, if not, here's a thousand
Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds men
I'm constant, on that paper chase

Blow zip codes from bricks to 8 1 8
Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate
Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya
Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment

Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons, Down South, the forty-four feela
I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga
I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga
West side highway running, homo nigga

I'm the sultan of the ghetto, the homicidal aficionado
I empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel

I'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my longevity confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal King James

Phantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces
Like they drinking Guinness
When they realize I'm not finished
I've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'

Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair
Honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brink
Bend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinks

That's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the building
The Godfather's here giving blessings to his children
Carrots shine, the world all mine
Can't believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymes

Or bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a tech
Them gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, look up in my eyes
We can do this one more time, I'll let you decide

The Alizae swigger, I clock twelve figgas
Think Goulianni's rough I got some real shit for niggas
Never been defeated, niggas retreated
Made the choice to be seated until my mission's completed

Get loose, get loose, Method Man get loose
What the world gonna do when my dogs get loose?
(Blaze one, blaze one)
Blaze one, blaze one
Blaze, blaze, blaze one

Now four corners, 4 seasons
Four MC's with four reasons to bring this game to it's knees
And why you down there, suck my dick
My whole motto is fuck it

Hit the smoke shop and blow my budget
MC's abusing my bitch, using my shit
I'm hanging off the roof with one hand, losing my grip
Now y'all don't wanna see me do that, now do you?

Go straight cuckoo and terrorize rap, do you?
I do my best work stressed out and under pressure
Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried treasure
I'm still wild, still Tical, still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual

Sing a song a six street, pocket full of chits
Too many rappers be on John Gotti's dick
Now this is something that we don't rehearse
Put that rap shit second and hip-hop first

Easy, ain't Nann niggas spitting like me
Nor Murderers motherfuckin' INC
Niggas will pass me, look me in the face, ask me
Are y'all really holdin' weight or did somebody ask me?

Ja the myth, ready hand me the fifth let me explain
Your lil' man made me give him a lift
So you ridin' with gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of other shit

Murderers is the clique, niggas can't deal with
Try it, you gonna get yours to the heart
(Hataz)
Lesson tonight by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit
L.L. an Red

Ja Rule with Hot Nix I'm the best at that shit
So bitches explain this
We ride dick so well, head game from hell
I love making them yell, my name
Rule baby and ain't shit gon' change, uh, uh

Yo Meth, why don't you ask where all the ladies at?

Where all the ladies at?
All the ladies in the house with the real hair
The clean underwear and she don't need welfare, make some noise
Check this shit out

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Maybe Tomorrow - Lyrics - Michael Jackson

Title: Maybe Tomorrow
Artist: Michael Jackson
Composer(s): Berry (Jr) Gordy, Alphonso Mizell, Frederick Perren, Deke Richards

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Lyric:
I don't know how many stars there are up in the heavenly sky
I only know my heaven is here on earth
Each time you look into my eyes, the way you do, baby
Thank you, thank you, baby

My beautiful bird you have flown away
I held you too tight, I can see
You're all I need to get by
No one else could make me cry the way you do, baby

You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing, gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind, girl
Maybe tomorrow you'll come back to my arms, girl
Maybe she won't

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Maybe

You're all I need to get by
No one else could make me cry the way you do, baby

'Cause you are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing, gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind, girl
Maybe tomorrow you'll come back to my arms, girl

You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind, girl
Maybe tomorrow you'll come back to my arms, girl
Maybe tomorrow

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Four White Stallions - Lyrics - New Amsterdam: Live at Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [LIVE] - Counting Crows

Title: Four White Stallions
Album: New Amsterdam: Live at Heineken Music Hall February 6, 2003 [LIVE]
Artist: Counting Crows
Composer(s): Jeffrey Trott, Daniel John Vickrey, Patrick N Winningham

Lyric:
She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels at her command descend
Four more seasons for all that's broken to mend

I got four more reasons
Why I can't go back there again

She had skin like a statue milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
Got a mind I like a saber razor sharp and sure

God how I hate myself
For still wanting her

Damn these nights are dreaming, visions soft and sure
'Cause I wake to find there's nothing left of me in her
Nothing more than a heart still at war

She had four white stallions coming around the bend
Four strong angels already sinned
I got four good reasons for all that's broken to mend

I got four more seasons for all that's broken to mend
I got four more reasons why I can't go back there again
I got four good reasons why I can't go back there again

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4 Seasons - Lyrics - Method Man

Title: 4 Seasons
Artist: Method Man
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Jeffrey Atkins, Clifford Smith, Reggie Noble, James Todd Smith

Lyric:
Bitch
Brick City, yo

Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young
At 8 paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts

For money, to your house arrest anklet
I take it all, if not, here's a thousand
Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail bonds men
I'm constant, on that paper chase

Blow zip codes from bricks to 8 1 8
Doc serve to you to liquor in the plate
Battle royal, in the ring smoking like ought to owe ya
Fire thrown to the roof of you apartment

Hit 95 then I hide with the Waltons, Down South, the forty-four feela
I'm a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga
I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga
West side highway running, homo nigga

I'm the sultan of the ghetto, the homicidal aficionado
I empty niggas out like Cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking Bentleys down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel

I'm bigger than producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my longevity confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal King James

Phantom Menace, that's why niggas make faces
Like they drinking Guinness
When they realize I'm not finished
I've been paid, I've been platinum, been spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'

Platinum links, chicky-eyed blonde hair
Honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs with white minks, ready to jack the brink
Bend your little wifee over help her stretch out the kinks

That's why ya niggaz freeze when I step up in the building
The Godfather's here giving blessings to his children
Carrots shine, the world all mine
Can't believe these cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymes

Or bodies they collect, black Gotti shot a tech
Them gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, look up in my eyes
We can do this one more time, I'll let you decide

The Alizae swigger, I clock twelve figgas
Think Goulianni's rough I got some real shit for niggas
Never been defeated, niggas retreated
Made the choice to be seated until my mission's completed

Get loose, get loose, Method Man get loose
What the world gonna do when my dogs get loose?
(Blaze one, blaze one)
Blaze one, blaze one
Blaze, blaze, blaze one

Now four corners, 4 seasons
Four MC's with four reasons to bring this game to it's knees
And why you down there, suck my dick
My whole motto is fuck it

Hit the smoke shop and blow my budget
MC's abusing my bitch, using my shit
I'm hanging off the roof with one hand, losing my grip
Now y'all don't wanna see me do that, now do you?

Go straight cuckoo and terrorize rap, do you?
I do my best work stressed out and under pressure
Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried treasure
I'm still wild, still Tical, still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual

Sing a song a six street, pocket full of chits
Too many rappers be on John Gotti's dick
Now this is something that we don't rehearse
Put that rap shit second and hip-hop first

Easy, ain't Nann niggas spitting like me
Nor Murderers motherfuckin' INC
Niggas will pass me, look me in the face, ask me
Are y'all really holdin' weight or did somebody ask me?

Ja the myth, ready hand me the fifth let me explain
Your lil' man made me give him a lift
So you ridin' with gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of other shit

Murderers is the clique, niggas can't deal with
Try it, you gonna get yours to the heart
(Hataz)
Lesson tonight by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit
L.L. an Red

Ja Rule with Hot Nix I'm the best at that shit
So bitches explain this
We ride dick so well, head game from hell
I love making them yell, my name
Rule baby and ain't shit gon' change, uh, uh

Yo Meth, why don't you ask where all the ladies at?

Where all the ladies at?
All the ladies in the house with the real hair
The clean underwear and she don't need welfare, make some noise
Check this shit out

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Fergalicious - Lyrics - Dutchess - Fergie

Title: Fergalicious
Album: Dutchess
Artist: Fergie
Composer(s): Derrick Rahming, Will Adams, Stacy Ferguson, Kim Nazel, Dania Maria Birks, Fatima Shahled, Juana Michelle Burn, Juanita A. Lee

Lyric:
Four, tres, two, uno

Listen up y'all ?cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go loco
They want my treasure
So they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

Fergalicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
(T-t-tasty, tasty)

Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy
(Hey Stacy)

I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

I'm Fergalicious
(So delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness

He's my witness
(Ooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
Hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out

Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey, get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste

Of my tasty, tasty
I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty
It'll make you crazy

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the
Hit it Fergie!

All the time I turn around brothas gather round
Always lookin? at me up and down, lookin? at my
(Uh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't tryin? to round up drama
Little mama I don't wanna take your man

And I know I'm comin? off just a little bit conceited
And I keep on repeatin? how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele

?Cause they say she delicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
Four, tres, two, uno

My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness
He's my witness
(Ooh wee)

I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-tasty, tasty

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the

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Fergalicious (Leonardo Kalls Remix) - Lyrics - Fergie

Title: Fergalicious (Leonardo Kalls Remix)
Artist: Fergie
Composer(s): Derrick Rahming, Will Adams, Stacy Ferguson, Kim Nazel, Dania Maria Birks, Fatima Shahled, Juana Michelle Burn, Juanita A. Lee

Lyric:
Four, tres, two, uno

Listen up y'all ?cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go loco
They want my treasure
So they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

Fergalicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
(T-t-tasty, tasty)

Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy
(Hey Stacy)

I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

I'm Fergalicious
(So delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness

He's my witness
(Ooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
Hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out

Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey, get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste

Of my tasty, tasty
I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty
It'll make you crazy

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the
Hit it Fergie!

All the time I turn around brothas gather round
Always lookin? at me up and down, lookin? at my
(Uh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't tryin? to round up drama
Little mama I don't wanna take your man

And I know I'm comin? off just a little bit conceited
And I keep on repeatin? how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele

?Cause they say she delicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
Four, tres, two, uno

My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness
He's my witness
(Ooh wee)

I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-tasty, tasty

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the

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Sherry - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Sherry
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Bob Gaudio, R Bailey

Lyric:
Sherry, Sherry baby
Sherry, Sherry baby

Sherry baby
Sherry, can you come out tonight
Sherry baby
Sherry, can you come out tonight

Why don't you come out to my twist party
Come out where the bright moon shines
Come out we'll dance the night away
I'm gonna make-a you mi-yi-yi-yine

Sherry baby
Sherry, can you come out tonigh
Come, come, come out tonight
Come, come, come out tonight
You-oo-ooh better ask your mama
Tell her everything is all right

Why don't you come out with your red dress on
Come out mmm, you look so fine
Come out move it nice and easy
Girl, you make me lose my mind

Sherry baby
Sherry, can you come out tonight
Come, come, come out tonight
Come, come, come out tonight

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Opus 17 (Don'T You Worry 'Bout Me) - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Opus 17 (Don'T You Worry 'Bout Me)
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Sandy Linzer, Denny Randell

Lyric:
I can see there ain't no room for me
You're only holding up your heart in sympathy
If there's another man, then girl I understand
Go on and take his hand and don't you worry 'bout me

I'll be blue and I'll be crying too
But girl, you know I only want what's best for you
What good is oh my pride if our true love has died
Go on and be his bride and don't you worry 'bout me

I'll be strong, I'll try to carry on
Although you know it won't be easy when you're gone
I'll always think of you, the tender love we knew
But somehow I'll get through so don't you worry 'bout me, ooh, baby

Baby blue
Crying too, crying too
Baby, worry 'bout me

Sweetie pie, before you say goodbye
Remember if he ever leaves you high and dry
Don't cry alone in pain, don't ever feel ashamed
If you want me again just don't you worry 'bout me

I love you no matter what you do
I'll spend my whole life waiting if you want me to
And if he says goodbye you know I'd rather die
Than let you see me cry 'cause then you'd worry 'bout me

I'll be strong, I'll try to carry on
Although you know it won't be easy when you're gone
I'll always think of you, the tender love we knew
But somehow I'll get through so don't you worry 'bout me
...

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Represent - Lyrics - The Charm - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Represent
Album: The Charm
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Rico R Wade, Raymon Ameer Murray, Warren Anderson Mathis, Patrick L Brown

Lyric:
I'm supposed to represent

I'm too motherfuckin' raw to be all
Worried if these broads, is fuckin' with me ya'll
Y'all can suck my right and left nut with the same slurp
No more of the fames perks, I'm back in LeGrange hurt

Can't work, same dirt I thought I had wiped off
The same jerk that used to jerk Paul now he's my boss
Lonely if I lost, my light on the pathway
No more, Bubba K just as white as a trash day

Say you can take the boy out of the country
But can't take the country out the boy, even with money
I believe it was funny, I was deceivingly burning
At the Four Seasons, all four seasons with Sunny

But I'll be just fine, the grind's in my bloodline
It's what's in your guts time, baby, I'm one rhyme
From being what that man paid me to be
What no concrete but I was raised by the streets

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
It's only right, you supposed to represent

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
Not only get money, you supposed to represent

Sometimes you gotta lose yourself to find out where you really are
Let the cut burn then you know you earned it when it scars
I been a star, my name rang bells
But it means not a thing if it can't bring sales

If you ain't seen hell you should get a load of this
Just a dose of hopelessness while you sip your Mo and Cris
If I ain't on your list, shit you can't win them all
But until he died, most of y'all ain't fuck wit Biggie Smalls

At least south of D.C. and west of Pittsburgh
That points, they don't know legacy 'til you resting in dirt
If resting is sure, a loser isn't sexiness
So make me the deadliest, MC I guess it just

What meant that I be mentioned with the greatest spittin' then
Lord, at least let me get it up and pay the rent again
You may intend to win but my alternative's
The coffin or the furnacing talking more determinant

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
It's only right, you supposed to represent

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
Not only get money, you supposed to represent

What, you think I'm scared, you think I'm a pussy?
Really now, how far did you think you can push me?
Before I snap, just like that and bust back
Fear, he don't live around here, what's that?

What, you think I'm scared, you think I'm a pussy?
Really now, how far did you think you can push me?
Before I snap, just like that and bust back
Fear, he don't live around here, what's that?

Just stack, get your mind right and get your cheddar better
Volcano gone erupt, it won't lay at rest forever
Every level of the game, the country boys gettin' to it
Nothin' but your lips is movin', hush you body shit and do it

I been knew it, you don't wanna jump bad
Hatin' escalates and you don't want it to become that
I'm from that, dying breed of white MC
That knows what it's like to be told it ain't right to be

Rappin', now adapting just so happens it's the thing now
To get a cracker on your roster since Marshall came out
I can't explain how, vital time it is
Even now I wouldn't exchange our lives, mine for his like this

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
It's only right, you supposed to represent

It's your turn, you supposed to represent
Do yo thang, you supposed to represent
Stop playin', you supposed to represent
Not only get money, you supposed to represent

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Stay - Lyrics - Folk Nanny/Born to Wander - The Four Seasons

Title: Stay
Album: Folk Nanny/Born to Wander
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Maurice Williams

Lyric:
Stay
Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please
Tell me that you're going to

Stay
Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please
Tell me that you're going to

Daddy don't mind, do you?
Mama don't mind, no
If we have another dance
Just one more time, one more time

Stay
Just a little bit longer
Please let me hear
You say that you will, say you will

Won't you place your sweet lips
To mine?
Won't you say you love me
All of the time?

See, no
See, see

Come on stay
Just a little bit longer
Please, please, please, please, please
Tell me that you're going to

Oh, come on stay, come on, come on, come on stay
Come on, come on, come on stay
Come on, come on, come on, come on stay
Right now, right now
Come on, come on, come on, come on stay
Stay

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Candy Girl - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Candy Girl
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Larry Santos

Lyric:
I've been a-searchin' all this wide world
Now finally I've found my

Candy girl
Candy girl

I found me a girl
(Candy girl)
She sets my heart a-whirl
(Candy girl)
With huggin' and kissin' and lovin'
(Huggin', kissin')

(She's mine)
Mine
(Mine)
Mine
Whoa oh oh
(Candy girl)

We get along so well
(Candy girl)
I know just why I fell
(Candy girl)
She's thrillin', oh, chillin'
(Thrillin', chillin')
Yes, she's so divine

(She's mine)
Mine
(Mine)
Mine
Whoa oh oh
(Candy girl)

When we're out together
Everyone knows the way we feel
We both seem to glow with the glow of a love
And it's plain to see, our love is real

I'm happy as can be
(Candy girl)
She vows eternally
(Candy girl
To hold me and love me
(Hold me, love me)
Until the end of time

(She's mine)
Mine
(Mine)
Mine
Whoa oh oh

Candy girl
Candy girl
Candy girl
...

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Autumn Changes - Lyrics - Four Seasons Of Love - Donna Summer

Title: Autumn Changes
Album: Four Seasons Of Love
Artist: Donna Summer
Composer(s): Giorgio Moroder, Donna Summer, Pete Bellotte

Lyric:
This love of ours
Is gradually fading
Something is wrong
Or somebody's faking

Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages

Surely something
Can help to patch it up

Too many nights
Sitting here waiting
Too many days
Hoping and praying

Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages

Surely something
Can help to patch it up

Oh yes, we can
Oh, sure we can
Oh, sure we can
Oh, sure we can

Oh, sure we can
Oh yes, we can
Oh, sure we can
Oh yes, we can

Something inside
It seems to be dying
Most of the time
I just feel like crying

Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages

Surely something
Can help to patch it up

Surely this love
Must we be worth saving
Don't let it die
Think what you're doing

Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages

Surely something
Can help to patch it up

Autumn changes
Shifting phases
Autumn changes
Turning stages

Oh yes, we can
Oh, no we can
Oh, yes we can
Oh, no we can

Oh, yes
Baby, we can
Oh yes, we can
Oh, no we can

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Let'S Hang On - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Let'S Hang On
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Sandy Linzer, Bob Crewe, Denny Randell

Lyric:
There ain't no good in our goodbye-in'
True love takes a lot of tryin', oh, I'm cryin'

Let's hang on to what we got
Don't let go, girl, we got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on to what we got

You say you're gonna go and call it quits
Gonna chuck it all and break our love to bits
Breakin' up, I wish you never said it
Breakin' up, no, no, we'll both regret it

That little chip of diamond on your hand
Ain't a fortune, baby, but you know it stands
For your love, a love to try and bind us
Such a love, we just can't leave behind us

Baby, don't you go, baby, oh no, no
Baby, think it over and stay

Let's hang on to what we got
Don't let go, girl, we got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on to what we got

There isn't anything I wouldn't do
I'd go to any price to get in good with you
Patch it up, give me a second turn
Patch it up, don't cool off while I'm burnin'

You got me cryin', dyin' at your door
Don't shut me out, open your arms for
Open up your arms I need to hold
Open up your heart, oh girl, I told you

Baby, don't you go, baby, oh no, no
Baby, think it over and stay

Let's hang on to what we got
Don't let go, girl, we got a lot
Got a lot of love between us
Hang on, hang on, hang on to what we got

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Bye Bye Baby (Baby Goodbye) - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Bye Bye Baby (Baby Goodbye)
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Bob Gaudio, Bob Crewe

Lyric:
If you hate me after what I say
Can't put it off any longer
I just gotta tell you anyway

Bye, bye, baby, baby, goodbye
Bye, bye, baby, don't make me cry

You're the one girl in town I'd marry
Girl, I'd marry you now if I were free
I wish it could be

I could love you but why begin it
'Cause there ain't any future in it
She's got me and I'm not free

So bye, bye, baby, baby, goodbye
Bye, bye, baby, don't make me cry

Guess I will never know you better
Wish, I knew you before I met her
Gee, how good you would be for me

Should have told you that I can't linger
There's a weddin' ring on my finger
She's got me and I'm not free

So, bye, bye, baby, baby, goodbye
Bye, bye, baby, don't make me cry

Bye, baby, bye

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Silence Is Golden - Lyrics - Folk Nanny/Born to Wander - The Four Seasons

Title: Silence Is Golden
Album: Folk Nanny/Born to Wander
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): B Crewe, B Gaudio

Lyric:
Oh, don't it hurt deep inside
To see someone do something' to her?
Oh, don't it pain to see someone cry?
Oh especially when someone is her

Silence is golden
But my eyes' still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see

A talkin' is cheap, people follow like sheep
Even though there is nowhere to go
How could she tell he deceived her so well
Pity she'll be the last one to know

Silence is golden
But my eyes' still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see

How many times did she fall for his line?
Should I tell her or should I keep cool?
And if I tried I know she'll say I lied
Mind your business, don't hurt her, you fool

Silence is golden
But my eyes' still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see

But my eyes' still see
But my eyes' still see

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Maybe Tomorrow - Lyrics - Jackson 5

Title: Maybe Tomorrow
Artist: Jackson 5
Composer(s): Frederick Perren, Deke Richards, Berry (Jr) Gordy, Alphonso Mizell

Lyric:
I don't know how many stars there are
Up in the heavenly sky
I only know my heaven is here on earth
Each time you look into my eyes
The way you do baby

Thank you, thank you baby

My beautiful bird you have flown away
I held you too tight I can see
You're all I need to get by
No one else could make me cry
The way you do baby

You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing, gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind girl
Maybe tomorrow you'll come back to my arms girl
Maybe she'll come

Baby, you're all I need to get by
No one else can make me cry
The way you do baby, 'cause

You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing, gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow you'll change your mind girl
Maybe tomorrow you'll come back to my arms girl
...

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Save It For Me - Lyrics - The Four Seasons

Title: Save It For Me
Artist: The Four Seasons
Composer(s): Bob Gaudio, Bob Crewe

Lyric:
Don't let your love go astray, save it for me
Don't give your sweet kiss away, save it for me
I know you're feelin' blue 'cause I feel blue like you
I'll be strong as long as you are and wait just as long as you

Don't waste that look I adore, save it for me
Just wait a little bit more, save it for me
I know that you must cry, cry baby, so do I
Just sit tight and leave on your light
'Cause I'm comin' home to your arms
Oh baby, I'm comin' home to your arms

Save it for me, save it for me

I know that you must cry, cry baby, so do I
I'll be strong as you are and wait just as long as you

Save it for me, save it for me
Save it for me, save it for me
Save it for me, save it for me

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