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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Glass Ceiling - Lyrics - Live It Out - Metric

Title: Glass Ceiling
Album: Live It Out
Artist: Metric
Composer(s): Emily Haines, James Shaw

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Lyric:
Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told
Fast asleep daydreaming
Start to push, break your own glass ceiling
Can't count, catch the pieces falling

Who let it end up on the ground?
How am I gonna know you're letting me down?
How did I end up on the ground?

Only do what I'm told, only do what I'm told
Last to leave, cold calling
You're gonna lose your arms, amputate plasticine
There's no knight in silver armor shining

Who let it end up on the ground?
How am I gonna know I'm letting you down?
Who let it end up on the ground?
How did he end up on the ground?
Face down on the ground

Only go where I'm told, only know what I'm told
Inch to inches crowding
We can't leave, it's the last road open
Every speed on our knees is crawling

Every speed on our knees is crawling
Every speed on our knees is crawling
Every speed on our knees is crawling

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Dj - Lyrics - Thank You - Jamelia

Title: Dj
Album: Thank You
Artist: Jamelia
Composer(s): Alexander Cantrall, Olivia Longott, Carsten Schack, Kenneth Karlin, Phillip White

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Lyric:
Come on, come on
We've got that fire
You're gonna rock to this
You're gonna rock to this

10 o'clock weekend
'Bout to head out to the garden of Eden
Got my shell toes and my Kangol
Before I hit the door I got to grab my cellphone

'Bout to call my boys at see what's up?
Are you rolling with the chick or what?
Meet me at the spot
I'll be the one round the back in the drop top

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

Turn it up, bump the base
'Cause we 'bout to tear the roof off of this place
Shake ya ass, check ya glass
Put your hands up, let the track blast

This beats so ridiculous
I think the dance floor's about to bust
Everybody on the wall better press it
'Cause it's about to be the last call

We ain't trying to leave the club
Now let me show you how to get a crunk
Hit the floor, lock the door
It's time to go

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

If you came to dance, clap your hands
Ladies grab your man and feel the base, go uh, uh
All in your face go uh, uh

If you came to dance, clap your hands
Ladies grab your man and feel the base, go uh, uh
All in your face go uh, uh

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

DJ, give me a beat I can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling

Give me a beat I can
I want a joint you can rock to
Give me a beat I can
I want a joint you can rock to

You can stop it now

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Sour Grapes - Lyrics - Honeydogs

Title: Sour Grapes
Artist: Honeydogs
Composer(s): Trent Norton, Noah Levy, Adam Levy

Lyric:
Twenty-eight, twenty-six
The three alarm at five o'clock
Sirens getting louder
Saw you in your K car
T-boned by the road star
Walkin' off with out a scratch

It's easy to break
It's the waiting that kills you
It's hard to say
I think we're going down soon

Sour grapes, yeah, we've got 'em
Don't need rain, just a glass of water
Yeah, it's lonely at the bottom
It takes everything I've got
From sinking like a stone

Grease is covering up the lens
It's hard to see, sitting in the nose bleeds
Found your bag of fishing lures
Never found the one that got away
Are you missing what you never had?

It's easy to break
It's the waiting that kills you
It's hard to say
I think we're going down soon

Sour grapes, yeah, we've got 'em
Don't need rain, just a glass of water
Yeah, it's lonely at the bottom
It takes everything I've got
From sinking like a stone

Did you have a good time there?
Did you settle the lines there?
Did you finally find what you need?

Never knew there were two
Ten o'clocks in the same day
Lying on your back
You're tired of staring at the ceiling
When are we leaving?

It's easy to break
It's the waiting that kills you
It's hard to say
I think we're going down soon

Sour grapes, yeah, we've got 'em
Don't need rain, just a glass of water
Yeah, it's lonely at the bottom
It takes everything I've got
From sinking like a stone

Sour grapes, yeah, we've got 'em
Don't need rain, just a glass of water
Yeah, it's lonely at the bottom
It takes everything I've got
From sinking like a stone

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Burning Beard - Lyrics - Clutch

Title: Burning Beard
Artist: Clutch
Composer(s): Neil Fallon, Jean-Paul Gaster, Dan Maines, Tim Sult

Lyric:
Every day I wake up
We drink a lot of coffee and watch the CNN
Every day I wake up to a bowl of clover honey
And let the locusts fly in

Lobster backs attack the town again
Wrap all my things in aluminum
Beams of darkness streak across the sky
Pink rays from the ancient satellite

Every time I look out my window
Same three dogs looking back at me
Every time I open my windows
Cranes fly in to terrorize me

The power of the Holy Ghost
Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
The seven habits of the highly infected calf

Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
International Business Machine
Choking on bits of barley bread crumbs
Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone
It's just as I've feared, I have, I have come undone

Bugger dumb the last of academe
Occam's razor makes the cutting clean
Shavin' like a banker, lilac vegetable
Break the glass ceiling and the golden parachute on down

The power of the Holy Ghost comes to town
Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
The seven habits of the highly infected calf

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Someone Else'S Life - Lyrics - Delicious Surprise - Jo Dee Messina

Title: Someone Else'S Life
Album: Delicious Surprise
Artist: Jo Dee Messina
Composer(s): John Bettis, Danny Wells, Chris Farren

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Lyric:
Lauralee, had a headache, I bet you know the feeling
Bangin' your head all day long against the glass ceiling
Lauralee, made her mind up, she had enough
She jumped the fence right there
And then to go somewhere she's never been

She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
There gonna says she crazy, cashing in her era baby
She's gonna start living, it's time to start living
Someone else's life, someone else's life

Maryanne, was a waitress, started out as part-time
Six years on she's in a cocktail apron doing hard time
Maryanne, called her sister said, "Put my stuff in storage
Yeah and feed the cat, I don't know when I'm coming back"

She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
There gonna says she crazy, maxin' out her visa, baby
She's gonna start living, it's time to start living
Someone else's life, someone else's life

And there's a whole new world
Waiting for you girl

She waived the nine to five a big goodbye, she just got tired
Of living someone else's life
She heard the sky is full of stars in Buenos Aires
If you're gonna say she's crazy, you better say it in Spanish baby
She's gonna start living, it's time to start living
Oh, it's time to start living, time start living
Someone else's life, someone else's life
Hey, someone else's life, someone else's life

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Burn Your Life Down - Lyrics - The Con - Tegan And Sara

Title: Burn Your Life Down
Album: The Con
Artist: Tegan And Sara
Composer(s): Sara Quin, Tegan Quin

Lyric:
Tell me that you know another way
To get it done, it's for me
Or how I would be
But it's a different situation, a different situation

You lay awake in the night
Just staring at the ceiling above
Pulling pieces of it out
Is such a waste of time

Keep on fighting to remember
That nothing is lost in the end

When you burn, burn, burn, your life down

Get me to the door, out of bed
On the track I'm not sure
Starting over
It?s a different situation, a different situation

You wake up in the night
And refuse to be afraid of it now
Unfolding pieces of it faster
Don't you waste your time

You've been planning to remember this
So nothing will be lost in the end

When you burn, burn, burn your life down
When you burn, burn, burn your life down

I travel around the block
And I'm not looking to my right
I feel the glass against my cheek
And I can't see you in the light

I break my heart around this
Break my heart around this

I travel around the block
And I'm not looking to my right
I feel the glass against my cheek
And I can't see you in the light

I break my heart around this
Break my heart around this pole

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Monday, August 2, 2010

City Ignites - Lyrics - Rest Inside the Flames - 36 Crazyfists

Title: City Ignites
Album: Rest Inside the Flames
Artist: 36 Crazyfists
Composer(s): Steve Holt, Brock Lindow

Lyric:
It?s a midnight swim
Where it is late and the air is all clear
And I remember that evening
You on the floor, I was attached to the ceiling

Look behind
The glass in your mouth
These words I am due for

The sun will set tonight
On all the lonely dreamers
Only to rise again
So we can start it over, we'll start it again

And you were right
When you whispered in my ear
And it all became so clear

It?s gonna be alright
Everything will be alright
Even if, even if the city ignites

Look behind
The glass in your mouth
These words I am due for

The sun will set tonight
On all the lonely dreamers
Only to rise again
So we can start it over, we'll start it again

Now to get back to the room
Where there?s windows
As large as the city

The sun will set tonight
On all the lonely dreamers
Only to rise again
So we can start it over, we'll start it again

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Poke And Destroy - Lyrics - Presidents Of The United States Of America

Title: Poke And Destroy
Artist: Presidents Of The United States Of America
Composer(s): Christopher W Ballew

Lyric:
Wanna push it, wanna rip it, wanna kill it

Girls, girls, girls, girls are so polite
They don't crush everything that they see
You can take 'em to a funky, funky forest
With big glass spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling

They wouldn't feel the uncontrollable urge
To tip and push and kick and rip and tear
And smash and squish

And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
I want to poke and destroy

Boys, boys, boys, boys are set to kill
They wanna crush everything that they see
You could take 'em to a creepy museum
With dinosaur bones hanging from the ceiling

They'd feel the uncontrollable urge
To tip and push and kick and rip and tear
And smash and squish

And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke
Poke, poke, poke, poke, poke
Poke and destroy

I want to poke, kick it down, rip it down
Burn it down and kick it and destroy
And we'll do it 500 more times

Out in the wild with a girl I know
She see a little thing in the sand
She pretend to leave it alone
Leave the creature in it's home
But I don't understand

If I find a delicate thing
I wonder how it would look split at the seams
Girls talk, say it's beautiful
I gotta poke it to know it
I gotta light it on fire

And poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy

Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
Poke and destroy
I'm a boy, I wanna poke and destroy

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Shredded Humans - Lyrics - Eaten Back To Life - Cannibal Corpse

Title: Shredded Humans
Album: Eaten Back To Life
Artist: Cannibal Corpse
Composer(s): Chris Barnes, Paul Mazurkeiwicz, Jack Owen, Bob Rusay, Alex Webster

Lyric:
Early hours, open road, family of five
On their way home having enjoyed a day in the sun
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right

Now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane
He steers his car into the other lane
Both of them collide, expressions horrified

Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed
The father of three was impaled on the wheel
As his skull became a part of the dash
His eyeballs ejected his sight unaffected

He saw his own organs collapse
His seatbelt was useless for holding him back
It simply cut him in two legs were crushed
Out leaked pus as his spinal cord took off and flew

The mother took flight through the glass
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car
Down the road for a quarter of a mile

Fourth child on the way, won't live another day
Fetus on the road, with mangled little bones
Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why
Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling

Shards of glass explode, chest and skull now implode
Corpses they've become, and graves will have to be dug
Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your face
Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victims lies

Knowing what he's done, he just backs up one more time
Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street
One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

Early hours, open road, family of five
On their way home having enjoyed a day in the sun
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right

Now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane
He steers his car into the other lane

The look of death in my eye surely no-one will survive
Just a pile of mush left to dry in the sun
I see my fresh kill left in the road
Remains of your bodies mangled and torn

One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Midnight Swim - Lyrics - Rest Inside the Flames - 36 Crazyfists

Title: Midnight Swim
Album: Rest Inside the Flames
Artist: 36 Crazyfists
Composer(s): Thomas Noonan, Brock Lindow, Steve Holt

Lyric:
The sun will set tonight
The sun will set

It's a midnight swim
Where it is late and the air is all clear
And I remember that evenin', you on the floor
I was attached to the ceiling

Look behind the glass in your mouth
These words I am due for

The sun will set tonight
Under the lonely dreamers
(Lonely dreamers)
Only to rise again
So we can start it over
(We'll start it again)

And you were right
When you whispered in my ear
And it all became so clear
It's gonna be alright
(Alright)
Everything will be alright
Even if, even if the city ignites

Look behind the glass in your mouth
These words I am due for

The sun will set tonight
Under the lonely dreamers
(Lonely dreamers)
Only to rise again
So we can start it over
(We'll start it again)

Now to get back to
The home where there's windows
As large as the city below
Now to get back to
The home where there's windows
As large as the city below

Bring me down to the safe
Unlock all the pain, until then

The sun will set tonight
Under the lonely dreamers
(Lonely dreamers)
Only to rise again
So we can start it over
We'll start it again

So we can start it over
We'll start it again
So we can start it over
We'll start it again
The sun will set tonight

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Heist - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: The Heist
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Rakheim Meyers, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles, Trevor Smith, Paul Mitchell

Lyric:
Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man
You know what time it is with me, yo
That's right
Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man
Take the bones out man for real
Yeah all applepie, yeah
Straight up, Flipmode BK King thing

Aiyo, it was the best heist since ice
Precise rituals
Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels
Holdin' a navy blue Uzi
Krush Groovin' waves off the atlas
Coolin', that's how we make movies
Basketball gun brawlers, bounce
Black down bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks
That's the way we live, Staten Island kid

Old dog in it, the thug vaccine with no pork in it
Vivid imagination paper chasin'
Dufflebag swollen, we holdin'
Drink chocolate milk before we roll in
It's like that ya'll, we gangstas
Stickin' all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the second floor balcony
Gems is magnificent, diamonds is cryin'
"Busta Rhymes take me, nevermind help!"

Aiyo caught 'em at the ice pavilion, dressy, salad bar style Nestle
Four white niggas covered in vest pieces think like a mob flick
Guessin' like Patsy in the mask, piece bust
Got aggravated, slapped the glass pieces
One nigga beamin', fagot ass lay on the floor ya fuck!
Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live coma
Three young Italians, suited down personal style

I'm in valor white designin' on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set
Ghost backin' me bust a shot, motored
Four male in paper work, Lord
We get together once more before we blow this
Murdered nobody
Left 'em all baseball'd down, brotha
Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors

Money!
Drop dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the keys to the door
Pass me all the cash in the drawer
Or I promise you'll be payin' the price
Feelin' like a nigga died twice
Execute the world's greatest diamond heist
Ya'll niggas know we out to get this money!

(C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!)
Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky Marce c'mon!
(C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!)
Let's get this money nigga

Yeah we near the mind out west
Somewhere in Africa
The Feds is after us, vest on my back
Whippin' the Acuras, feel like a Mac bustin'
A rug in Preston on percussion
I'll bust in your gate, nigga it's nothin'
A hail storm, ice rainin', mind containin'
Info, nigga what you in for complainin'

Sick bars deep in this language
Did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speakin' through the face of Ronald Reagan
Iceberg history, calligraphy
Kaleidescope colors, hollow head shells and flarin' gunmen
Hate to see me comin' like gray skies on day of judgment
Makes you wonder where the love went
Hit a nigga, feed him to some buzzards

Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in
We duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin'
Rocks the size of some shit, out in the Congo
My arms full, let's get the fuck out, Busta I got you

Aiyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists
Gemologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous
Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin
Dunkin' Donut precious size stones make me wanna cut the safe open
Rae pass the blowtorch, ghost brought the dynamite stick
Marciano brought a chisel with an ice pick
Princess cuts, invisible settings
Plannin' the world's greatest diamond heist
Playin' a tune by Otis Redding

Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like still?
Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight
Throwin' light went off and in the basket
Grabbed the necklace from off the satin pillow while the glass casket
Ice lay across the crushed burgundy velvet
Up in the diamond slide-tray
Gun in your face, slide it right away
Roundtable with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the rest of them Jewish niggas

We got them niggas drunk and talkin' foolish see
You know the way we straight manipulated this shit
We swindle them niggas for all their precious things
Before we skated and shit, yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early
Disguised ourselves as the Cidic Jews and even left my sideburns curly
Bounce to Mexico and spend some pesos
And bury the diamonds on an island your never heard like Turks in Keikos
Everytime we hit, we in and out quick
Don't be surprised if we behind supplyin' niggas all the platinum and shit

(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Yeah, the world's greatest jewel heist
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Thoroughly and successfully executed
(Money! Money! Money! ! Money!)
By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
(Money! Money! Money! Money!)
Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes
(Money!)
A job well done fellas, very good piece of work

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Monday, August 2, 2010

Shake It Off - Lyrics - Sky Blue Sky - Wilco

Title: Shake It Off
Album: Sky Blue Sky
Artist: Wilco
Composer(s): Jeff Tweedy

Lyric:
Sunlight angles on
Wooden floor at dawn
A ceiling fan is on
Chopping up my dreams

What is left of them
I take to sleep again
Where I dare pretend
I'm more than I seem

Tears get triggered
Yours remind me
Of the ice
Melting in my glass

Finally full again
So I listen for
Your lips to break apart
Into words

It definitely starts to spoil my heart
Well, somewhere there's a war
Well, sometimes there's art

It definitely starts to spoil my heart
Somewhere there's a war
And sometimes there's art

When I'm awake enough
I'm gonna shake it off
Gonna shake it off
I'm gonna shake it off

Oh, shake it off
Shake it off
Shake it off
Shake it off

Hotels hold me
Thoughts arouse in
So many hearts
Beating in one place

Like a giant
Beast with many souls
No, just a body
Full of holes

When I'm awake enough
I'm gonna shake it off
I'm gonna shake it off
I'm gonna shake it off

When I'm awake enough
I'm gonna shake it off
I'm gonna shake it off
I'm gonna shake it off

I'm gonna shake it off
Shake it off
Shake it off
Shake it off

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Some Girls - Lyrics - J.C. Chasez

Title: Some Girls
Artist: J.C. Chasez
Composer(s): Joshua C Chasez, Alex Greggs, Bradley Daymond Ralph

Lyric:
The door is coming off the hinges
I'm 'bout to pass out, no doubt it's hot in here
Because the club is full of women
It's wall to wall and I got my crew with me

We grab a table spot to chill in
Hunt down a waitress, make an order, here we go
Throw back a drink and let it kick in
It takes a minute, who's ready to have some fun?

Get up and take a lap and mingle
Love being single on a night like this, yeah
So many beautiful young people
That game is lethal, you don't have to kill 'em though

Just look at everyone as equal
While you were dancin' she was watchin', feeling you
Her and her girlfriends by the speaker
All moving on each other, this is when the show begins

Baby girl, you keep lookin' at me, move your body, so sexy
Nice and slow, watch you roll, you know how I like it
Baby girl, 'cause you know you got me, move your body, so sexy
Nice and slow, watch you roll, you know how I like it

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

Might have to peel me off the ceiling
I'm like a soda that's been shaken up, boom
I find the playfulness appealing
That cat and mouse chase, on your mark, get ready, go

Send you a drink, see what the deal is
Held up your glass and blew a kiss and took a sip
When you were finished, back to business
You and your girlfriends group up, this is how you draw them in

Baby girl, you keep lookin' at me, move your body, so sexy
Nice and slow, watch you roll, you know how I like it
Baby girl, 'cause you know you got me, move your body, so sexy
Nice and slow, watch you roll, you know how I like it

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

Step right up and spin the wheel, all charged up on what you feel
Make an approach tryin' to keep it real, what's your name, girl?
Try your luck and spin the wheel, all charged up on what you feel
Make an approach tryin' to keep it real, I wanna take you home

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's roll
Some girls dance with women, knowin' that it gives them attention
I wanna get in with them, so pass me a drink and let's go

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Girl In The Other Room - Lyrics - The Girl In The Other Room - Diana Krall

Title: The Girl In The Other Room
Album: The Girl In The Other Room
Artist: Diana Krall
Composer(s): Diana Krall, Declan Macmanus

Lyric:
The girl in the other room
She knows by now
There's something in all of her fears
Now she wears it threadbare
She sits on the floor
The glass pressed tight to the wall
She hears murmurs low
The paper is peeling
Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling

Maybe they're there
Or maybe it's nothing at all
As she draws lipstick smears on the wall

The girl in the other room
She powders her face
And stares hard
Into her reflection

The girl in the other room
She stifles a yawn
Adjusting the strap of her gown
She tosses her tresses
Her lover undresses
Turning the last lamp light down
What's that voice we're hearing?
We should be sleeping
Could that be someone who's weeping?

Maybe she's there
Or maybe there's nothing to see
It's just a trace of what used to be

The girl in the other room
She darkens her lash
And blushes
She seems to look familiar

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Crush Tonight - Lyrics - Loyalty - Fat Joe

Title: Crush Tonight
Album: Loyalty
Artist: Fat Joe
Composer(s): L Gates, Marcello Valenzano, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Elgin Lumpkin, Joseph Cartagena, Andre Lyons, John Eaddy, Larry Gates

Lyric:
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and
Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby 'cuz

Everybody's out to fuck tonight
The fine women, they out to fuck tonight
My niggas, they down to fuck tonight
Ladies, fellas, they won't stop playin'

Came through the door, seen it before
Hands touchin' the ceiling, booty streakin' the floor
You ever felt good to the point you so sure that
All the attention in the club is yours

Got your hair done up, shades Christian Dior
Leave us, trade a little happy on your Vickey draws
Gettin' your dance on hard, who could wish for more
And your crew's all but know it's a horse

Got the Don all warm and it ain't the Hen'
Feelin' like the Don woman, you could wrestle her chin
Shorty, come a little closer while the record spin
I wanna freak a little longer, can they play it again

Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and
Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby 'cuz

Everybody's out to fuck tonight
The fine women, they out to fuck tonight
My niggas, they down to fuck tonight
Ladies, fellas, they won't stop playin'

Yo, got my mind on my money, money on my mind
And to let you know, you just as good as gold
It's like we got our own little private party goin' on
And the scene just changed into shores of San Juan

It's so intimate, we so into it
Such a tender thing but fuck I'm innocent
Grindin' so hard you gotta know what I'm thinkin'
Laughin' 'cuz I'm ma kidnap you for the weekend

Now we at the pad about to crack a case
Playin' the couch like Caesar's, she feedin' me grapes
Not for nuttin' hon, the sex is great
But you know you got to go, I got checks to chase, next

Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and
Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby 'cuz

Everybody's out to fuck tonight
The fine women, they out to fuck tonight
My niggas, they down to fuck tonight
Ladies, fellas, they won't stop playin'

If you're wit' it grab your friends, follow Joe and me
'Cuz it's on, it's on
Went in and got the Cris' and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on

If you're wit' it grab your friends, follow Joe and me
'Cuz it's on, it's on
Went in and got the Cris' and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on

Now mami, let's get serious 'cuz by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
You got a friend, we could gather then split
If not, I got a girl for every girl I get

There's a drop in the lot and it whip so fast
We hit the Swiss Hotel before you finish your glass
And you know you wanna be where the cake is at
Where the pockets just like calories, extra fat

Mami, your body like Mallory on Natural Born Killer
She like, they got money but ya'll are more realer
She wanna roll wit' us, pretty much to crit' us
No beatin' around the bush, just beatin' it 'till you bit us

Baby, if you wit' it, just clap yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny and
Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby 'cuz

Everybody's out to fuck tonight
The fine women, they out to fuck tonight
My niggas, they down to fuck tonight
Ladies, fellas, they won't stop playin'

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Whitewash County - Lyrics - The One - Elton John

Title: Whitewash County
Album: The One
Artist: Elton John
Composer(s): Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Lyric:
Tonight it's hot down here
I can almost smell the rain
And I can almost taste the fear
Behind your name

Fans turning on the ceiling
I feel sticky as a chili dog
White boys howling in the evening
On that hollow log

Tall tales down the river
Say we aim to bury the truth
But the right hand just delivered
Devil in a suit

And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as sugar cane
Got a past that's filled with lightning
Got a future filled with rain

Bug buzzing in an empty glass
Fiddle scratching some lazy tune
We're just some place that history passed
New dust, new broom

It's a high hot buttered moon
He's got a shiny new wax face
Swears the south's gonna rise again soon
All over the place

Tall tales down the river
Say we aim to bury the truth
The right hand just delivered
Devil in a suit

And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as sugar cane
Got a past that is filled with lightning
Got a future filled with rain

And he talks big in Whitewash County
Talks sweet as sugar cane
Got a past that is filled with lightning
Got a future filled with rain

Rain down on Whitewash County
Smell the air coming up the line
Well you've changed your face so often
But you never change your mind

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

40 - Zoom - Lyrics - E

Title: 40 - Zoom
Artist: E
Composer(s): B Kante, L Richie, E Stevens, R La Pread

Lyric:
Uhh, I come from nothin
Come up, I come from nothin
To get it crankin right here
Right here?
Turma-turmoil, torment and turmoil
Uh ooh
We been in bondage for years
For how long?
Trapped up in the ghetto
Yea that's true
Dang, I got a dream though
Fiction
Tryin to make my own progress
That's fictionary

ZOOM
Even though the streets mob filthy, lights burned out (out)
Dopefiends die with antennas in they mouth
Niggaz are starvin, some of my niggaz is havin they cash
Niggaz is ballin, parkin they car, all on the grass
Livin it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els and organized glass
Not none of that old fake ass costume jewelry, that looks like brass
I'm lookin out the window while you play Nintendo
You drive a Navigator, I drive a Pinto
I was there, nothin polite, me and my fools
The ghetto, field mice and rat drippings up in my shoes
A rebel, without a pause, commodes n stars
No toilet tissue, dirty doodoo stains up in my draws

Ooh zoom, I like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And I, found a love, that I long to see
And people, who be, who they want to beeee, ho

I never had, lobster in my life (or what?)
Or teriyaki steaks, just sardines and spam and cornflakes
Pacific Bell done put me on restriction once again
I can't call out, but you can call in
Can barely think straight, barely keep focus
My crackhead cousin spent the night (what we got) now we got roaches
(Damn!) Here lies my property, no composure
Six months behind on my mortgage, house under fo'closure
Momma ain't feelin too good, she diabetic
Scared of needles hospitals ambulance paramedics
And I'm the oldest of fo', sleepin on the flo'
Watchin TV channels we used to borrow cable from next do'

Ooh zoom, I like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And I, found a love, that I long to see
And people, who be, who they want
Who they want to beeee, yea! HAHAHHHHHH

I seen it in a dream, a big white home, looked like a office building
An old school Brougham with a sunroof ceiling
Thug living, sixty-four ounce of drinkin thinkin
"How could I come up, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Drug dealin, leelin and dealin tryin to make a million
Blood spillin, driveby walk up to that nigga peel him
Back then I was blind, penetentiary chance at jail
Livin off my gahl for hella long she worked at Taco Bell
And if the heater ain't workin and it's freezin cold
We open up the oven and turn on the stove
Survival, granddaddy's appreciation revival church
Of pentacostal, we raised money by givin car washes

Ooh zoom, I like, to fly far away from here
Where my mind flows on, it's fresh and clear
And I, found a love, that I long to see
And people, who be, who they want
Who they want to beeee, yea
Iiiiiiii

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

We Celebrate - Lyrics - The Big Doe Rehab - Ghostface Killah

Title: We Celebrate
Album: The Big Doe Rehab
Artist: Ghostface Killah
Composer(s): Deleno Sean Matthews, Levar Coppin, David Love, Coles Dennis Dino Fekaris, Nick Zesses

Lyric:
Oh yeah, as we celebrate hip hop, baby
Yeah, it's Ghostface and the man Kid Capri

I just want to celebrate
Like my squad won the Super Bowl
I just want to celebrate
Like we bangin on New Years Eve ya'll

I just want to celebrate
Like we just beat trial
I just want to celebrate
We hype for just bein' here

Stones on every arm, the crib is ten million
The corks from Dom Perignon can't reach my ceiling
Four maids with four grenades
When the sun's in my face, all I do is lower the walls for shade

The pool's a pain in the ass, fifty grand on Windex kid
They keep it clean the whole bottom is glass
So you can see the sharks and piranhas, a pair of pajamas
That's my neighbor, the faggot disrespecting my mama

No cars in the garage, it's underground shit
They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks the rest

Besides I got birds that never leave the nest
They fuck with me, I watch em confess, then I go rest
Get back up, deposit them checks
Muthafuckas fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on

I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first time platinum ya'll

I just want to celebrate
Like my first piece of nookie, oh
I just want to celebrate
We hype for just bein' here

Money for everybody, candy to the kids
Catch me on dateline, Starky too big
I'm like a mannequin, I stay jig
Mansion parties for all star weekend in my L.A. Crib

We came to party, run out of Goose, we got Dollies
Shorties wettin' me, check out her body, oh
Throw up your hands like it's your birthday, mommy
Let's celebrate, now I got her girlfriends behind me

Now I'm in the middle, watch is all chiseled
I can holla at the birds like Dr. Dolittle
What's that in your pocket Ghost? A Dill pickle
Not that, oh, that's the forty five stainless nickel

I'm pullin' a green, gotta G for the biggest ass
On the floor who look right in them jeans
If you fat, I might take one for the team
But I gotta get drunk first, know what I mean, come on

I just want to celebrate
Like we won the Power Ball money
I just want to celebrate
Tony Starks won an Oscar ya'll

I just want to celebrate
Like all of my goons just came home
I just want to celebrate
We 'bout to have a good year

Na, na, na, na, na, you can't catch me
I'm not like Thomas in, in a five fifty
Police be fiendin' to frisk me
I'm so legit I walk away with the car keys, pissy

Back at the labo, shorty wop need Dutch
He fuckin' wit a Goose dick, tonight I'ma beat it up
Your thing to wet, you sure you ain't seeded up
That's how I get Ghost, especially when you eat it up

My goodness gracious, ass is flirtatious
Move it around like a snake miss or sexy waitress
Ghost don't have no patience
I like you, I usually change chicks like radio stations

Definitely not lookin' for love
But if you give it to me right now, I might say, I was
You can chill if you want, I got crazy bud
But before we do what we do, go jump in the tub, come on

I just want to celebrate
Throw ya hands up nigga
I just want to celebrate
Pop the 'pagne, pop the cork

I just want to celebrate
Representin' on the streets of New York
I just want to celebrate
We 'bout to have a good year

Yeah, we gets it in, gets it in, gets it in
New York, we been had it, we gets it in
Outta town we fuckin' up but gets it in
Worldwide we doin', we gets it in

The Ghostface, Kid Capri, I gets it in
That's no joke, when we here, we get it in
No kidding, in the building, getting it in
All day, getting it in

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Beautiful - Lyrics - Angie Aparo

Title: Beautiful
Artist: Angie Aparo
Composer(s): Angie Aparo

Lyric:
Suzie burned for the admiration
And the cocaine urn Social Confirmation on the water bed
Staring at the ceiling while her halo bled
Kissing all the reason goodbye

My, you look beautiful, it's a crime to be usual

Small Town Creep puts her on a table
With the fizz gin drink
Staring at her navel, all the walls are pink
Baby's in the cradle, rocking one two three

No street time, pimp wine, hotel trash
No ballerina dancing on the broken glass
Who's gonna be the one when the day is through?
You're nobody's daughter when it's time to choose

She's on her way down to Sarasota
With the cash, she laid underneath the motor
It's a sunny day, pleased to meet you mister
I'm a brand new face, love is just a blister away

My you look beautiful but your love is a funeral

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Do It - Lyrics - Guy

Title: Do It
Artist: Guy
Composer(s): Todd Gaither, Antwone Dickey, Teddy Riley

Lyric:
Yo check this, I miss the chicks dancin' on the dance floor
Kick that one time

Uh, uh, uh, I wanna, you flaunt it and we do it real slow
I wanna, you want it and we do it some more
I wanna see you on my bedroom floor while I hit you wit' tha scream
'Til you scream no more

I wanna see you in the seat of my Porsche
Got the navigation this system stays on course
And of course, you know I wanna see you every week
'Til we freak to every T.R. beat

I wanna, see you in my see-through floor
While I'm layin' in the bed through the ceiling, is it cool?
I wanna, know, but did she really know
She got a menage-a-trois guy from head to toe

I wanna, see you wit'tha rest of your tapes
So I can bring 'em to my brother, let him see what I mean
I wanna hit it, so she know I was there
So when the next cat come, girl he know I was there

I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
So when the next cat come, girl, he know I was there

I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
So when the next cat come, girl, he know I was there

Yo, now can you meet me and your teddy at my condo?
I got the fireplace, candlelight and stereo
We got it rockin' but nobody else here it go
So when I go low, you can scream loud, yo

I wanna be that brother hoppin' out your birthday cake
It ain't your birthday but baby I won't player hate
But can you see us in the back in the pool?
No water in the pool but she's wet, hot and cool

And now we thirty thousand feet in the air
I got you on the jet doin' it and pullin' your hair
And it's a shame it ain't no room in first class
But we gon' make it happen baby, just don't spill the glass

I want one wish just to get with you
On every corner, smashin' true
Uhh, ask Guy, they gon' tell you the same
I wanna do it, 'til I do it, 'til I blow the brain

I wanna do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Uhh, 'til I blow the brain

Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Uhh, 'til I blow the brain

I like it 'cause nobody else knows, I like when you touch your toes
I like how you lick your lips, come out your lingerie and twist your hips
Never ever play for keeps when the time is right, spread love wit' my peeps
I like it how everything goes, nice and slow, up and down, hey yo hey yo

I wanna, I wanna hear ya yell, "Pirate! Ahoy!"
While I bring it from the back, Teddy givin' ya joy
I wanna, I wanna see you at the top of my ship
Pirates watch buckles and you know she wit'

I wanna, I wanna bounce wit' your eyes on the island
I wanna switch up styles while we study profilin'
I wanna, know, now did you know my lingo?
When I yell, "Let ho", that mean baby let's go

I wanna poke it to pull like a Roy Jones 'bout
So when she step into the room her body knockin' ya out
I wanna chill wit'cha just, chill wit'cha
Guy, Teddy Riley, Aaron, Damion, Guy, get the picture, what

We live, procraste in the dark
Got a girl in my room, she tryin' to tear the room apart
But I'm a pirate, why she actin' all brave
Ahoy, baby get ready I'm 'a sail your waves

I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
Ahoy! Get ready I'm 'a sail your waves

I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
I wanna do it, do it, do it
Ahoy! Get ready I'm 'a sail your waves

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