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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Friday - Lyrics - Gotta Get Thru This - Daniel Bedingfield

Title: Friday
Album: Gotta Get Thru This
Artist: Daniel Bedingfield
Composer(s): Daniel Bedingfield

Lyric:
I live in a nice house ah
I never do dance salsa
I'm livin' in Jamaica
I live in an ice breaker
I'm livin' in Africa
I never do know where ah
Where I'm livin' but I'm livin' in a free fall

Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me is missin'
I miss her kissin'
I don't know nothin' but I know

She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday

She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday

My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm livin' life without her

And the morning soon will come
And the days only almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know

She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday

She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday

My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
And my body can't sleep to dream
And my eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm livin' life without her

And the morning soon will come
And the days only almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know

She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday
She's comin' back on Friday

She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday

She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday
(Friday)
She's comin' back on Friday

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Friday Night - Lyrics - Lovin' Every Minute Of It - Loverboy

Title: Friday Night
Album: Lovin' Every Minute Of It
Artist: Loverboy
Composer(s): Paul Warren Dean, Davitt Sigerson, Patrick Mahassen, Bill Wray

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Lyric:
Burning up the miles, there's a full moon out tonight
I've got a high-heel Venus, doing twice the speed of light
Crank it up through the gears, see what she can do
Women and cars everything they say is true

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

I've been bidin' my time, listen to the Boss man scream
Workin' forty hours, payin' for this dream machine
'Cause I'm living proof, every mad-dog has his day
I'm going to find me a woman, head out on the Old Highway

Stand in line, no, no
Wasting time, no

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

It's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money

Friday night, Friday night
I just got paid, no sleep 'til Monday
Friday night, Friday night
Who cares, it's only money
Friday night, Friday night
Friday night, Friday night

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Friday Let Me Down - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Friday Let Me Down
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen

Lyric:
Dial your number, tape reply
I'm not at home right now but leave your name
And I will call you Friday night
Call you Friday goodbye

Hearing you and waiting make the days drag slowly
On the phone, oh no, the tape again
Don't say not at home, no way

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Down, down tonight

Weekend comes I try again
I hear the same recording, hasn't changed
I'm not at home right now
Leave your name and I will call you

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Down, down tonight

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Down, down tonight

Friday let me
(Friday let me)
Let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Down, down tonight

Friday let me
(Friday let me)
Let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me, let me down
(Down)
Down, down tonight

Friday let me
(Friday let me)
Let me down
(Down)
Tonight
(Tonight)

Friday let me

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Cold Chillin' - Lyrics - Len

Title: Cold Chillin'
Artist: Len
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Antonio Hardy, Robert Bell, C Smith, Parrish Smith, R Westfield, R Bell, Marc Costanzo, Kurtis Walker, R Mickens, D Thomas, G Brown, D Boyce, Roger Troutman, Derek Mackenzie

Lyric:
Aiyyo what's up, my name is D-Rock, the number one, I'm here
To celebrate the first annual, four ways to rock blowin' up the spot party
We got the MC's, DJ's and breakers up in here tonight, so let's
Get down to it, remember to keep it peaceful and dance, come on

We're partyin' Friday night
And gettin' all good to go
We're partyin' Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo

We're partyin' Friday night
And gettin' all good to go
(To the beat y'all and you don't stop)
We're partyin' Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo

Yo yo yo yo, people, people gather round
'Cause what we have here is a brand new sound
So come on everybody, let's all get down
To the red, yellow, black, to the white or brown

Come on party people, let's have some fun
We're gonna make two MC's sound like one
It's like that y'all, that y'all, like that y'all, that y'all
It's like tha-tha-that, it's like that y'all, what

We're partyin' Friday night
And gettin' all good to go
(To the beat y'all and you don't stop)
We're partyin' Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo

Yo everybody, could you move back and form a circle
The dancers are about to hit the floor, also all those
Competin' in next week's break battle, please sign up at the back
Y'all havin' a good time? I said, y'all havin' a good time?

We got the B-Boy breakers up in the club
MC's on the mic, so give up some love
And DJ's breakin' beats from the old school hits
Graf writers bomb while the boomin' bass kicks

So throw you hands up, it's Friday night
Cold chillin' in the spot and the vibe is right
To the beat y'all, beat y'all and you don't stop, stop
It's Len and Kurtis blow and we're blowin' up the spot

We're partyin' Friday night
And gettin' all good to go
(To the beat y'all and you don't stop)
We're partyin' Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo

We're partyin' Friday night
(It's Friday night)
And gettin' all good to go
(Ain't a damn thing funny)

We're partyin' Friday night
(Friday night)
Cold chillin' in stereo
(Ain't a damn thing funny)

We're partyin' Friday night
(Chill, chill)
And gettin' all good to go
(Chill)

We're partyin' Friday night
(Chill)
Cold chillin' in stereo
(Chill, chill)

We're partyin' Friday night
(We'd like to thank y'all for comin' out tonight)
(Chill)
And gettin' all good to go
(We really hope you had a good time)
(Chill, chill)

We're partyin' Friday night
(We'll try to do this rockin' thing every Friday night)
(Chill)
Cold chillin' in stereo
(And once again thanks all for comin' out)
(Chill)

We're partyin' Friday night
(Thanks for keepin' it peaceful)

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Friday (Shut The Club Down) - Lyrics - Love Behind The Melody - Raheem Devaughn

Title: Friday (Shut The Club Down)
Album: Love Behind The Melody
Artist: Raheem Devaughn
Composer(s): Raheem Devaughn, Kelly Holland, S Robinson, R A White

Lyric:
I guess you'd say
(Ladies and gentlemen, take it to the dance floor right now)
What can make me feel this way
(We gonna do a so so now)
(We gonna party like a three day weekend)

It's Friday night and I got stacks
The club was crunk, jammed packed
Mrs. Bartender what drink is that
T-Pain 'Buy A Drink', playin' in the back

Girl, tell me your name again 'cause I forgot
It's way too many y'all up in this spot
But you can love club, come 'round 3
Lose your girlfriends 'n' you can leave with me

First round up your friends
Jump in the car, take her to the club
Take her to the bar, take her to the floor
Let 'em know who you are party like a rock star

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday
(Woah oh)

Man, I like my beat down low
I'm a drive slow
Let that man open up my door
VIP, so in we go
The whole damn club's like a video

Saturday night and I got stacks
The whole dance floor was jammed packed
Mr. DJ, what jam is that?
Raheem DeVaughn there playin' in the back

First round up your friends
Jump in the car, take her to the club
Take her to the bar, take her to the floor
Let 'em know who you are party like a rockstar

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday
(Woah oh)
(Bring it back)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday Friday, Friday, Friday
(Woah oh)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down
(Aye)

Don't wanna go home but ya gotta leave
Get up outta here, I'm tipsy, tipsy, tipsy
Gotta go, gotta leave
And I'm tipsy, tipsy, tipsy

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Everyday Thugs - Lyrics - T.H.U.G.S. - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Everyday Thugs
Album: T.H.U.G.S.
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, Tim Middleton, James Samuel Iii Harris

Lyric:
T H U G
T H U G

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Nigga thug all day any day
Even when I'm in L.A. I run with the Thugs
Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot
Stop 'cause I gotta get bud

Wanna get a pound of that fool stuff
Some of that smoke and puff
And if you smoke enough
You sure enough get P.O.D.'ed

Cleveland, it's the same thang
They out there puff M. Jane
Inhale, exhale back on the plane
Headed to the city that's sunny all year 'round
That's right Miami, it's like a little planet
Full of sin but we got to have it

And I'm simply tryin' to tell these motherfuckers
That we thug all day, babe we thug always
So come to the party and bring somebody
And bring some weed and a tank of Bacardi
It's gon' get rowdy

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Come and roll with the everyday thugs
Stand out for my thang
Stayin' true to the game 'cause that's all I know
I'm a street nigga, keep the heat nigga
Gettin' street figures, all night long

I gots to go get me some money
'Cause just like that nigga gots to have it
It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it
You do your math and work this magic

Get on the grind, in position to be the boss
Niggaz can floss and talk but I know they soft
But a nigga like me stay raw on the D.L.

'Cause what we sell ain't none of nobody's business
Never was and nigga never will be
Thinkin' I'm broke but I'm out here filthy, feelin' me?

Y'all niggaz be killin' me
Braggin' 'bout the money that you claim you makin'
Fuck around, catch you down there sleepin'
Then that money be up for the takin', yeah

I bring home the bacon
And nigga that's all I'ma let you know
You already know when I stole the show
Little man with the big dough run these hoes

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Now I'm a thug, seems like every time
I come out I gotta prove I'm thug
Like a nigga put in work, with his blood

It's gonna be the same
'Cause nigga don't understand this game
This is how we gets down
With money Mayne, money Mayne

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays
I mighta been chillin'
Thursdays, Fridays, Saturday
I'm out there kickin' it with all my villains
Go against us, you ain't goin' nowhere
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony keepin' it real for St. Clair

Anybody that want it, even if it's on my mornings
I will wake up, just in case you want it
And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes only you do it
Put it down nigga, ready now move it

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

You know, we like the echo and oh
You know we like to roll the Indo
You know we like the Benz-O with O
He don't even know, he the enemy for sho'
With a .44 out of the holster bust on him
Like real niggaz supposed ta

Sticky-icky blowin' brew in my leather sofa
Little nigga, rollin' spiritual soldier
Like Nat Turner, clap burner, murda mo murda
Murder motherfucker, shit is hot as the kitchen furnace

From smokers to workers, Cleveland to Cali
Ghetto in those suburbias, little Bizzy stay pimpin' alley
And finally the vinyl be vital in washed up and, I already got the title
Besides my vibe is the shit, it's too many styles

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday thugs
Everyday thugs we be Bone Thug, ah

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Good Friday - Lyrics - Big Tymers

Title: Good Friday
Artist: Big Tymers
Composer(s): Dwayne Carter, Dedrick Rolison, Byron Thomas, Brian Williams

Lyric:
Hoo Bangin' and Cash Money
Hustlin' every Friday

Got a package on Wednesday, Thursday, I broke it up
Now Friday done came, today we cookin' up
Ain't gettin' loaded nigga, no time for fuckin' up
I'm breakin' niggaz of with bricks from hustlers

The hood done changed 'cause niggaz is comin' up
Ya short me, I'ma have to blow your hood up
The feds on my ass but I need my change
So I could ride Hummers, Jags and Bentleys man

It's that day, phat day, kidnappin' and gun play
I need my riches from you bitches and I can't stay
Now that the flavor that I savor neighbor, 20 inch thangs
Rag on my head, white T-shirt and baguette chains

Mac like Roni, the one and only
Nigga Puff like Daddy and I'm pretty like Tony
Friday, lie day, tell the lil nigga I'll pay 'em
And when he come up with the product, y'all niggaz spray 'em
Now why they had to do me on Friday

It's Friday, nigga on the block, straight shinin'
Runnin' a bitch down, tryin' to get it, I'm grindin'
Sellin' 2 for 1's, whatever nigga, I got it
Them checks came out so the set straight poppin'

It's Friday, nigga on the block, straight shinin'
Runnin' a bitch down, tryin' to get it, I'm grindin'
Sellin' 2 for 1's, whatever nigga, I got it
Them checks came out so the set straight poppin'

Listen, listen, listen, la
Weezy-We, movin' 20 ki's a week
On a good Friday it's like easy street
Breakin' down whole chickens, to quarters and halves
You gould get it harder than slabs or softer than sand

If you come around my course nigga, askin' for the short nigga
Not on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I be duckin' the law, nigga
You know I got that raw nigga, bags to bricks
Whole things goin' for 10 and ounces for 6

Look it's iceberg, nigga, expect the worst
Friday done fell on the first and I got that work
And if I front the whole thing, I'ma ask for 11
If I front a half a thing, I'm taxin' ya 7

'Cause I gotta ride dubs nigga runnin' whatever
A CMR standard nigga got a flosser Kompressor
I got a extra 223, and my pockets to spend
And on the next Friday, I'ma do it again, wha

It's Friday, nigga on the block, straight shinin'
Runnin' a bitch down, tryin' to get it, I'm grindin'
Sellin' 2 for 1's, whatever nigga, I got it
Them checks came out so the set straight poppin'

It's Friday, nigga on the block, straight shinin'
Runnin' a bitch down, tryin' to get it, I'm grindin'
Sellin' 2 for 1's, whatever nigga, I got it
Them checks came out so the set straight poppin'

Man, first it was a hard night and that was good Friday
I got to duck 'til I'm special on the hard white
I'm ridin' 20 inches, flossin', stay shinin'
I'm the boss, I get chickens at cost and stay grindin'

Don't make me put on the bass and so I'm 'bout to start hoopin'
I'll remake 2 out a 1 so I can get hootin' and recoopin'
My game gettin' strong and my profit gettin' long
I bust the whole chick down and sell it all in zones

Try to beat me or cheat me and get your shirt stained up
And run for pop those hollows towards the door
And freeze your brain up
All hustlin' hit the stores and turn the flame up
Left the water bubblin' and rocked the cane upa

So Baby, you Wayne and Fresh, y'all get the machetes
Put it in B.G. cook it and y'all chop it when it's ready
And when you come to my hood and you lookin' for them thangs
Mack 10 is the name on the Caddy door now what

Why they had to do me on Friday?
Why they had to pursue on Friday?
Why they had to do me on Friday?
Why they had to pursue on Friday?
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Friday - Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Ying Yang Twins

Title: Friday
Album: Chemically Imbalanced
Artist: Ying Yang Twins
Composer(s): Michael Antoine Crooms, J. Duplessis, Deongelo Holmes, Eric Jackson, Wyclef Jean

Lyric:
Fri-fri-friday
Fri-fri-friday
Fri-fri-friday

See it don't really matter what yo' boss got ta say
We can't make ya mad
See it's pay day, you got double over time
Ain't nothin' on yo' mind

Time to recline, hit the club
We gon ride 'cause it's Friday

Friday
Friday
Friday

Ain't no sweat, give me my check, let me jet
Go get fresh, look my best
Better then the rest, best in the flesh
Greater then lest

Take you the pass, yes, I'm the head
Rub my glass, second best on the verse

I'm the worse when I'm on tha
When I play I look fly
All the girls wanna, all the girls wanna
Ride thro the hood with a Chevy dom

The south got bottom and we love the thump
The bass gon vibrate in the trunk
The thump gon make the body hump

It's Friday, it's pay day
Everything gon' go my way day
Everybody gonna hear what I got to say
I'm out this bitch 'til Monday

It's Friday, it's pay day
Everything gon' go my way day
Everybody gonna hear what I got to say
I'm out this bitch 'til Monday

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
The club is the place where the party gon' rock
I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
The club is the place where the party gon' rock

You been workin' all week, didn't get much sleep
But today is the last day, time to go play
Get yo check, get out that bitch
You know where to go to get crunk with it

Hit the club, get you drank on
Hit the dance flo', get yo' crank on
Party over here get crunk over there
Everybody's hands in the motherfuckin' air

Hot but you feelin' good
You ain't on the clock so it's all good
You havin' you a ball, you with yo' dogs
And the club packed from wall to wall

See it don't really matter what yo' boss got ta say
We can make ya mad
See it's pay day, you got double over time
Ain't nothin' on yo' mind

Time to recline, hit the club
We gon ride 'cause it's Friday

Friday
Friday
Friday

Just got paid, it's Friday night
Hit the mall get fresh
Hit the club tonight
Damn right, party 'til it's time end

On Saturday I be back again
It's the weekend, baby, have a blast
You thru with yo' drank
Have anotha glass

Get yo ass on the dance flo'
Have some fun
You in the middle of the crowd, nigga
Burn you one

They drankin', they thankin' the weekend last forever
But before you leave the club you need to pull you together
While you sippin' and tippin' you need to check you ride
Because you don't want to go outside and catch a dui

Warning Fridays usually lead to high volumes
Of drinking, smoking and partying

It's Friday, it's pay day
Everything gon go my way day
Everybody gonna hear what I got to say
I'm out this bitch 'til Monday

It's Friday, it's pay day
Everything gon go my way day
Everybody gonna hear what I got to say
I'm out this bitch 'til Monday

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
The club is the place where the party gon' rock
I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
The club is the place where the party gon' rock

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
It's with great pleasure for me
To introduce to you my Wyclef John

Aitte, now I know y'all crunk
We gon keep y'all crunk
We bringin' back that funky shit
Ying Yang and Wyclef in this bitch

But I would like to introduce to y'all
My man, the wonder boy
But y'all may know him
As Jerry Wonder on the bass guitar

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Love You Till Friday - Lyrics - Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash - Replacements

Title: Love You Till Friday
Album: Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash
Artist: Replacements
Composer(s): Paul Westerberg

Lyric:
Some girls are a pain in my life, when they try to be my wife
So some may come, some may go 'round each night
Then try to be my wife
Oh no
I'll call you on Friday
I'll call you on Saturday
I'll love you till Friday
Come on

Some girls are a pain in my life, when they try to be my wife
So some may come, some may stay out each night
To try to be my wife
Oh no
I'll call you on Friday
I'll call you on Saturday
I'll love you till Friday
Come on, come on

Ugh, come on
Come on
Turn it on
Yea yea, yea yea yea

Oh no
Love you, love you Friday
Do it, I'll love you Friday
I'll love you on Saturday
Yeah, yaa
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On Friday
On and on and
On and on and on and
On and on and
On and on and on and
You get it all
On

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Friday Mourning - Lyrics - Swords - Morrissey

Title: Friday Mourning
Album: Swords
Artist: Morrissey
Composer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Alain Whyte

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Lyric:
Friday mourning
I am dressed in black
Douse the house lights
I'm not coming back

For years, I warned you
Through tears, I told you
Friday mourning, there comes a time
Before that breaks, this very smug mug of mine

This dawn raid soon put paid to all the things
I whispered to you at night time
And I will never stand naked in front of you or if I do
It won't be for a long time

Look once to me, just once to me
Then look away
Look once to me
Then look away

And when they hold me down the hall
And when they kick me down the stairs
I see the faces all lined up before me of teachers and of parents
And bosses who all share a point of view
You are a loser, you are a loser, loser

Loser
A loser
A loser

Friday
Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back

Friday
Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back

Friday
Friday mourning
Friday, Friday, Friday [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Time To Party - Lyrics - Born To Do It - Craig David

Title: Time To Party
Album: Born To Do It
Artist: Craig David
Composer(s): Mark Hill, Craig David, Jimmy Seals

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah, here's another one
Aah, aah, aah, yeah, aah, aah, what?
Aah, aah, yeah, what's up?
And we don't stop and we don't wait, come on
Aah, aah, come on
What? Yeah, yeah

On Friday, it's time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?

Friday, payday, ready to do the things we love
We're gonna get our groove on, all night long
Give it up now for the DJ
And put your hands where my eyes can see

It may be raining but who cares about the weather?
'Cause when the heat is on we'll all be getting wetter
It's the start of the weekend, don't waste no time
For tonight is your night

On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?

Everybody's feeling right
'Cause we know it's party night
Ooh yeah, all the ladies are looking tight
Whether silk or satin, lace or leather, ooh what a sight

Here's where the party starts, things can only get better
Just make your way on to the dance floor, get together
It's the start of the weekend, don't waste no time
For tonight is your night

On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?

This party be going on till the break of dawn
Let's give it up, what? What? Let's get it on
Break open a bottle of Moët and Chandon
And when it's gone, we'll start on the Dom Perignon

This vibe's makin' me high like Toni
Surrounded by other people movin' their body
We be kickin' mad flava in ya ear
Big shout to the people round the side in the front at the rear

This is gonna be one hell of a year
And there's no way that I'm lettin' anyone interfere
This is how we do gettin' it on in the venue
Can you check my microphone? 1, 2

Can you give it up now please for the DJ
Givin' you a party like a Summer Sortie, okay
Let's see those hands in the air
And wave them around like you just don't care, come on

On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?

On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday, time to party
Let me see you swing and sway
Tell me, are you with me? Are you with me?
On Friday

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Friday - Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Title: Friday
Artist: Joe Jackson
Composer(s): David Ian Jackson

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Lyric:
Lazy Gilly was a flower child
All the summer calmly running wild
She'd be silly and her friends just smiled
Pass the bottle, wash the pills down
What went wrong? What went wrong?

She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday

Cooler weather it's not cool to smile
Pretty colors going out of style
It ain't so bad when you get used to it
Once you clock in you'll take any shit, all right
Ain't that right?

She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday

Monday morning, Friday's far away
Pray you'll make it it's a magic day
Bells will ring and you'll go out to play
Spend your money, pass the bottle
Friday rules, Friday rules okay

Ain't talking 'bout Monday
Ain't talking 'bout Tuesday
Ain't talking 'bout Wednesday
Ain't talking 'bout Thursday
I'm talking 'bout

One, two, three, four
She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday
She gets paid on Friday

Friday
Friday
Friday
...

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Every Day Of The Week - Lyrics - Mind, Body And Song - Jade

Title: Every Day Of The Week
Album: Mind, Body And Song
Artist: Jade
Composer(s): Robert Veale Jerald, Antonina Armato, Ken Miller

Lyric:
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Ooh, whoa, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah

You were lookin' so good to me
The night we met, I could not see
How deep you were to penetrate my heart, mmm

Now that some time has passed
It made me think this was meant to last
I never wanna be apart, oh, no, no

Don't let me fool you
If I'm actin' kinda cold to you
It's just a little game I like to play

?Cause when we're together
It just keep getting better
If I had my way

When do I wanna see you
When do I wanna please you
Every day of the week

When do I wanna love you
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

I only wanted good times, baby
You wanted the same
So maybe this is written in the stars for us, mmm

All I know is with you inside me
The more we kiss, the more I like it
I never wanna give you up

When do I wanna see you
(See you)
When do I wanna please you
Every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

When do I wanna love you
(Ho, oh)
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Every, every day of the week)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Baby, baby, yeah)

I wanna see you
I wanna have you, baby
Baby, I need you to be right my side
I wanna love you

When do I wanna see you
(Ho)
When do I wanna please you
(No)
Every day of the week
(Every, every day of the week)

When do I wanna love you
(Oh)
When am I thinking of you
(Oh, ooh, no)
Every day of the week
(Every day)

When do I wanna see you
(Oh, oh)
When do I wanna please you
(Yeah)
Every day of the week
(24/7, baby)

When do I wanna love you
(Oh, yeah)
When am I thinking of you
(I need you)
Every day of the week

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(Every day)
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(All day long, anytime you need me, baby)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
(I love you)
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(You know I love you, every day, every day)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

When do I wanna see you
When do I wanna please you
(I think I need you)
Every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

When do I wanna love you
(When will)
When am I thinking of you
Every day of the week
(Monday)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Every day)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Boy, I'm thinking of you, every day, yeah, yeah)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week
(Oh, oh, oh)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Even on Sunday, every day of the week

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Good Friday - Lyrics - Three Snakes and One Charm - Black Crowes

Title: Good Friday
Album: Three Snakes and One Charm
Artist: Black Crowes
Composer(s): Christopher Mar Robinson, Rich S. Robinson

Lyric:
We've been avoiding this for so long
Luxury is temporary then it's gone
I've thought that we would happen
I guess I'm wrong

We'll say hi on the street then we'll move along
I know this will be awkward but not for long
'Cause soon you'll have a new boy
To sing you songs

I will not forgive you
Nor will I accept the blame
I will see you on Good Friday
On Good Friday

I'm sorry, I couldn't do this yesterday
Tomorrow I am busy and what it is I can't say
And Saturday's is no good, we got a show
So it has to be Good Friday then it's so long

I will not forgive you
Nor will I accept the blame
I will see you on Good Friday
On Good Friday

And you, you come and go when you please
I know unfulfilled needs, I know you do too oh
Oh but I, you know I didn't see things through
I didn't pay attention to you but honey I tried

I will not forgive you
Nor will I accept the blame
I will see you on Good Friday
On Good Friday, Good Friday
On Good Friday, oh yes, I will

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Friday Night - Lyrics - Permission To Land - Darkness

Title: Friday Night
Album: Permission To Land
Artist: Darkness
Composer(s): Daniel Francis Hawkins, Edwin James Graham, Justin David Hawkins, F Poullain-Patterson

Lyric:
Hey you!
Do you remember me?
I used to sit next to you at school
We indulged in all
The extra-curricular activities
We weren't particularly cool

Oh! Monday cycling
Tuesday gymnastics
Dancing on a Friday night
I got Bridge Club on Wednesday
Archery on Thursday
Dancing on a Friday night

Hey you!
Could you ever fall for me?
Oh, the way I fell for you
And do you dwell upon
The thoughts that I occupy
Or do you give yourself things to do?

Oh! Monday rowing
Tuesday badminton
Dancing on a Friday night
I got ping pong on Wednesday
Needlework on Thursday
Dancing on a Friday night, with you, you

Oh! Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday
Dancing on a Friday night
Let the music smooth me
Whole weekend recovery
Dancing on a Friday night

Oh! See the lady I adore
Dancing on the dancing floor
Dancing on a Friday night
God, the way she moves me
To write bad poetry
Dancing on a Friday night

Friday Night

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

American Friday Night - Lyrics - Bucky - Bucky Covington

Title: American Friday Night
Album: Bucky
Artist: Bucky Covington
Composer(s): Tom Douglas

Lyric:
Cheers from a high school football game
On American Friday Night
A chorus of the Pledge of Allegiance
As the Veteran's rewind the fight

The crowd roars and the quarterback scores
The losing side gets quiet
You can almost hear the heartbeat
Of an American Friday Night

Hey, yeah, the girls lookin' pretty, man, they're good to go
Boys tryin' to shine like stars on the city, music on the radio
There ain't no place in the whole wide world that can feel so right
Yeah, yeah, an American Friday Night

Good old boys, laughin', back slappin'
On the other side of town
The long week behind 'em, couple beauties beside 'em
Yeah, there ain't no worries now

They all rock to ZZTop
As the blown sub woofer pounds
Yeah, that's how good it sounds
And that's how good it sounds

Hey, yeah, the girls lookin' pretty, man, they're good to go
Boys tryin' to shine like stars on the city, music on the radio
There ain't no place in the whole wide world that can feel so right
Hey, yeah, an American Friday Night
Yeah, yeah, an American Friday Night

You wanna go to the movies
Stay at home and order Dominos
Flip a coin, baby you choose it
We can't lose, 'cause all I know

Hey, hey, girl you're lookin' pretty, man, I'm good to go
We're gonna shine like stars on the city, songs on the radio
There ain't no place in the whole wide world that can feel this right
Yeah, yeah, an American Friday, oh, yeah, it's American Friday
Oh, yeah, an American Friday Night

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

Goodbye Friday - Lyrics - Hughes Turner Project

Title: Goodbye Friday
Artist: Hughes Turner Project
Composer(s): Glenn Hughes

Lyric:
You got no fear
And you're down in the crowd
You lose your senses
And you let it all hang out
All hang out, yeah, yeah

You get so high
You're too damn proud
Tear down the fences
And you know there is no doubt
Know there is no doubt

What do you want from me?
(You say you wrote it in a letter)
You know I wanna be
(And now you know I'm getting better)
And now it's history

If you really want it
How you gonna get it?
If you really need it
How you gonna keep it?

Goodbye Friday
Operator put me through
Goodbye Friday
Now it's time for something new

You gotta move
Gotta beat the clock
You got nothin' till you
Break down Hollywood
Oh, Hollywood

You already in a state of shock
You got something
That will take you down for good

What do you want from me?
(You say you wrote it in a letter)
You know I wanna be
(And now you know I'm getting better)
And now it's history

If you really want it
How you gonna get it?
If you really need it
How you gonna keep it?

Goodbye Friday
Operator, put me through
Goodbye Friday
Now it's time for something new

What do you want from me?
(You say you wrote it in a letter)
You know I wanna be
(And now you know I'm getting better)
And now it's history

If you really want it
How you gonna get it?
If you really need it
How you gonna keep it?

Goodbye Friday
Operator, put me through
Goodbye Friday
Now it's time for something new
Goodbye Friday

If you really want it
How you gonna get it?
If you really need it
How you gonna keep it?

If you really want it
How you gonna get it?
If you really need it
How you gonna keep it?

Oh yeah, I said, bye bye, baby, yeah
So long now
I said, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye Friday

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Friday Night In Dixie - Lyrics - Rhett Akins

Title: Friday Night In Dixie
Artist: Rhett Akins
Composer(s): Rhett Akins, Charlie Daniels

Lyric:
There was a cloud of dust down lonesome road
One full moon Friday night
The county sheriff and old man Jones
Had a feeling that it wasn't right

So they followed a beer can trail
And it took them to the river bank
There was girls and guys and four wheel drives
And 500 watts of Hank

Well that sheriff was packin' a .44
And he shot it up into the air
He said you on private property people
Better move it on out of here

Then a blue-eyed cutie with a wiggly walk
Come sliding up next to him
She said, "There ain't no way you are gettin' us out
So you might as well come on in"

She said, "It's Friday night in Dixie, it's time to have some fun
Anything goes till the rooster crows and we see that southern sun
We're gonna party down to that country sound
You know what I'm talkin' about
'Cause it's Friday night in Dixie
Can't hold it in let it all hang out"

Well the sheriff searched all the pickup trucks
To see what he could find
Some shotgun shells an old buck knife
And a mason jar of shine

Then Billy jumped up in the back of his truck
And said, "Sheriff I do confess
I stole that jar from old man Jones
'Cause I heard that he made the best"

Then the sheriff put down his pistol
Looked over at old man Jones
He said it's up to you what you want to do
Lock them up or leave 'em alone

Well that old man said
"I sure have done my share of raisin' hell"
And I ain't to old to raise it with y'all
And he let out a rebel yell

He said, "It's Friday night in Dixie, it's time to have some fun
Anything goes till the rooster crows and we see that southern sun
We're gonna party down to that country sound
You know what I'm talkin' about
Well, it's Friday night in Dixie
Can't hold it in, Lord, let it all hang out"

You know it's Friday night in Dixie and we're gonna have some fun
'Cause anything goes till the rooster crows and we feel that southern sun
We're gonna party down to that country sound
You know what I'm talkin about
It's Friday night in Dixie don't hold it in
Come on let it all hang out
Yeah, let it all hang out
All night long

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Fridays Angels - Lyrics - Generation X

Title: Fridays Angels
Artist: Generation X
Composer(s): Billy Idol, Tony James

Lyric:
Your heroes stare with glossy smiles
(Friday's Angels)
They always had that special style
(Friday's Angels)

Standing naked dressings at trial
(Friday's Angels)
You'd give anything to be there for a while
(Friday's Angels)

You're made up, played up and feeling great
Made up, played up and feeling great
Made up, played up and feeling great
But the mirror knows you're a proper state

You paint a face that's toppled kings
(Friday's Angels)
Dressed in the drag of a killer thing
(Friday's Angels)

Loaded, tough to prove you're alive
(Friday's Angels)
It's a hard, hard world but you'll survive
(Friday's Angels)

You're made up, played up and feeling great
Made up, played up and feeling great
Made up, played up and feeling great
But the mirror knows
Yeah, the mirror knows you're a proper state

Mum and dad think you're a maniac
To walk the streets dressed up like that
When you go out you won't be back
You'll risk the vampires on a Friday night

And you don't care, you know you're right
And you don't care, you know you're right
And you don't care, you know you're right
And you don't care, you know you're right

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Freaky Friday - Lyrics - Aquarius - Aqua

Title: Freaky Friday
Album: Aquarius
Artist: Aqua
Composer(s): Soren Rasted, Claus Norreen

Lyric:
Howdy people?
Here's a little story about an old friend of mine
And to all you great folks out there
This is hardcore 10-4

Freaky Friday, things ain't going my way
Everything is gone, my life is a country song, oh-oh

I can jumped out of my bed this morning
Then I heard this crunchy sound
From my left leg that was broken
And a note was laying on the ground

Baby, I'm leaving you this minute
Took the car and the cats and dogs
Got the boots and the rhinestone stetson
Nothing's left but the note you got, ah you suck

Freaky Friday, things ain't going my way
Everything is gone, my life is a country song
Freaky Friday, go play on the highway
Everything is wrong, what the heck is going on

On my way through crosstown traffic
I was hit by a giant truck
I came late to work and got fired
Then suddenly the thunder struck, oh-oh

Baby, I am leaving you this minute
Took the car and the cats and dogs
Got the boots and the rhinestone stetson
Nothing's left but the note you got, ah you suck

Freaky Friday, things ain't going my way
Everything is gone, my life is a country song
Freaky Friday, go play on the highway
Everything is wrong, what the heck is going on

The life's a country song, hardcore 10-4
What the heck is wrong, yeah
The life's a country song, hardcore 10-4
What the heck is going on

The life's a country song, hardcore 10-4
What the heck is wrong, yeah
The life's a country song, hardcore 10-4
What the heck is going on

Everything is gone, my life is a country song
Hardcore 10-4

Freaky Friday, things ain't going my way
Everything is gone, my life is a country song
Freaky Friday, go play on the highway
Everything is wrong, what the heck is going on

Well folks, that's all for now
Life is just a long, long country song
And that's a big 10-4

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