Goes Down Easy - Lyrics - Van Zant

Title: Goes Down Easy
Artist: Van Zant
Composer(s): Tom Hambridge, Gary Nicholson, David Lee Murphy

Lyric:
Oh, yes sir

I don't care if it comes in a bottle
I don't care if it comes in a can
I don't care if it's stirred or shaken
Man, could you give me one for both hands?

If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good

Sign on the wall said, 'No Dancin' On The Tables'
She never lets the rules get in her way, no she don't
She got the whole joint jumpin' and goin' crazy
She grabbed my hand and danced me right outta the place
Out of the place

If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good

Might be one of those fine French wines
Might be some good ol' down home brew
Long as we get to have a good time
Most times anything will do

If it goes down easy
Yeah, it makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good

Oh, that sound is sweet to me man
Sounds good

Listen here now
There are things in life that just keep gettin' better
Oh, yeah, I said no, but I guess maybe I meant yes

Hey, she insisted, so I just had to let her
When it's that smooth who really cares what anybody says, I don't

So if it goes down easy
It makes you feel good
It makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good

If it goes down easy
(Keep it comin' baby, fill up my glass)
It makes you feel good
(It's kickin' in and I like it like that)
If it goes down easy
(Maybe we shouldn't, maybe we should)
It makes you feel good
(All I know is it makes you feel good)

If it goes down easy
(It makes you feel good)
It makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good
(Oh, keep it comin' now)

If it goes down easy
(Keep it comin' baby, fill up my glass)
It makes you feel good
(It's kickin' in and I like it like that)
If it goes down easy
(Maybe we shouldn't, maybe we should)
It makes you feel good

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Brandy Alexander - Lyrics - The Reminder - Feist

Title: Brandy Alexander
Album: The Reminder
Artist: Feist
Composer(s): Leslie Feist, Ron Sexsmith

Lyric:
Though I'd like to be the girl for him
And cross the sea and land for him
On milky skin my tongue is sand until
The ever distant band begins to play

He's my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that's another matter
Brandy Alexander

He's my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that's another matter
Brandy Alexander

Though I know what I love most of him
I'm walking on needles and pins
My addiction to the worst of him
The low moon helps me sing

I'm his Brandy Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I'm flattered
Brandy Alexander

I'm his Brandy Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I'm flattered
Brandy Alexander

Goes down easy
(Easy)
It goes down easy
(Easy)

It goes down easy
(Easy)
It goes down easy
(Easy)

It goes down easy
(Easy)
It goes down easy
(Easy)

It goes down easy
(Easy)
It goes down easy
(Easy)

Brandy Alexander
Brandy Alexander
Brandy Alexander
Brandy Alexander

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When The Sun Goes Down - Lyrics - When The Sun Goes Down - Kenny Chesney

Title: When The Sun Goes Down
Album: When The Sun Goes Down
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Composer(s): Brett James

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Lyric:
Suntanned toes ticklin' the sand
Cold drink chillin' in my right hand

Watchin' you sleep in the evenin' light
Restin' up for a long, long night

'Cuz when the sun goes down, we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down, be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down, yeah

All day long just takin' it easy
Layin' in a hammock where it's nice and breezy
And sleepin' off the night before
'Cuz when the sun goes down we'll be back for more

When the sun goes down we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down we'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down

This old guitar and my dark sunglasses
This sweet concoction is smooth as molasses
Nothing to do but breathe all day
Until the big moon rises and it's time to play

When the sun goes down we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down we'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
(Sun sinks down)
Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down
(When the sun goes down)

When the sun goes down, we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down, we'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down, yeah

When the sun goes down, we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down, we'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Everything gets hotter when the sun goes down

When the sun goes down, we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down, we'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
She thinks cracker's sexy when the sun goes down

Umm, umm, umm
We'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Uncle Kenny's hotter when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down, we'll be groovin'
When the sun goes down, hey Uncle Kenny
When the sun goes down over the water
Everything is hotter when the sun goes down
When the sun

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It'S Goin' Down - Lyrics - Celly Cel

Title: It'S Goin' Down
Artist: Celly Cel
Composer(s): Marceles Mccarver, Teddy Riley, Keith D Sweat, Roger Troutman, Anthony Gilmour, Shirley Murdock, Larry Troutman

Lyric:
At least 360 degrees
And slidin' to the function
Yelling 'Bump Something'
Mane'gtoi
Need about three with me in this spot
Mixing up my driz a
While they stizz up on that row but
See I'm a ridah
When I flash it
Ain't nowhere to hide ya
I'm right besides ya
'Bout to let these thangs all up inside ya
It ain't no system tryin' to knock a playa
But the way he lounge
Even the haters in your town sing
It's Going Down

Up in the spot
Fool got popped
Killed a cop
Jumped in a drop
That was the life
He lived
But now it's holded
Imagine your Don posted on America's Most Wanted
They flowned it
And locked him up for conniving
Whether the strong surviving
Or getting pimped by the system
I still be 4 1 5 ing it down to the V
With that fool
Celly C E L L
Shakin' it, breakin' it, movin' it
With this clientele
With this underground
It's Going Down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Uh, I'd like to, uh, dig you
When I dug
Biatches ask, How deep is your love?
Grew up on deck
Who put dem hickeys on your neck?
Ugh, how many babies did you make
Off that Keith Sweat?
Don't even trip
It's all labexibiali 50
Hit the clubs and that bag gem them
Biatches ready
Up on release
'Fore they use a cow piece
You hardly war
Makin', drinkin', shootin' me out
It's Going Down

I ride the Benzo
Bill Clinton, Presidential
Out the window
Never been, though
Type that get the party clown truckin'
So they can hear me
I keep 'em leery
With twamps on the S Series
And Cruise Control
Gonna take 'em where them
Hoochies roll
If for some ho
Them hoochies down in Celly, so
So, when you see me double parked
Flashing hazard lights
You get it right
'Cuz, man
It's Going Down Tonight

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

West Side
You know who he be who bangin'
It's that killer Mack 10
Inglewood swingin'
They connect gangin'
And ya know that's how it go
Although it ain't gonna be easy
But believe me, Dogg
It's gonna be off the heezy
For cheesy
And if it ain't her
I laugh it off like a joke
And I grab my AK
'Cuz I spray up anybody
For my folks in the Bay
On real, homeboy
I'm a killer
I leave their shirts soakin'
No jokin'
So if it's Going Down Tonight
I be on the first thing smokin'
So holler at me

It's Going Down so majorly
My pager battery
Stay on low cells
While I'm trying to get some more mail
Dodgin' hot ones
Makin' liquor store runs
Creepin' through the city streets
Pervin' in the Mo 1
Can't get wrapped up in that
He said she said
What was said already did
Runnin' your mouth will get you filled with lead
So I stay real
Soakin' that game outta the hills
Ridin' with that
Mazda sound
Now you know
It's Going Down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

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It'S Going Down (Remix) - Lyrics - Celly Cel

Title: It'S Going Down (Remix)
Artist: Celly Cel
Composer(s): Marceles Mccarver, Teddy Riley, Keith D Sweat, Roger Troutman, Anthony Gilmour, Shirley Murdock, Larry Troutman

Lyric:
At least 360 degrees
And slidin' to the function
Yelling 'Bump Something'
Mane'gtoi
Need about three with me in this spot
Mixing up my driz a
While they stizz up on that row but
See I'm a ridah
When I flash it
Ain't nowhere to hide ya
I'm right besides ya
'Bout to let these thangs all up inside ya
It ain't no system tryin' to knock a playa
But the way he lounge
Even the haters in your town sing
It's Going Down

Up in the spot
Fool got popped
Killed a cop
Jumped in a drop
That was the life
He lived
But now it's holded
Imagine your Don posted on America's Most Wanted
They flowned it
And locked him up for conniving
Whether the strong surviving
Or getting pimped by the system
I still be 4 1 5 ing it down to the V
With that fool
Celly C E L L
Shakin' it, breakin' it, movin' it
With this clientele
With this underground
It's Going Down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Uh, I'd like to, uh, dig you
When I dug
Biatches ask, How deep is your love?
Grew up on deck
Who put dem hickeys on your neck?
Ugh, how many babies did you make
Off that Keith Sweat?
Don't even trip
It's all labexibiali 50
Hit the clubs and that bag gem them
Biatches ready
Up on release
'Fore they use a cow piece
You hardly war
Makin', drinkin', shootin' me out
It's Going Down

I ride the Benzo
Bill Clinton, Presidential
Out the window
Never been, though
Type that get the party clown truckin'
So they can hear me
I keep 'em leery
With twamps on the S Series
And Cruise Control
Gonna take 'em where them
Hoochies roll
If for some ho
Them hoochies down in Celly, so
So, when you see me double parked
Flashing hazard lights
You get it right
'Cuz, man
It's Going Down Tonight

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

West Side
You know who he be who bangin'
It's that killer Mack 10
Inglewood swingin'
They connect gangin'
And ya know that's how it go
Although it ain't gonna be easy
But believe me, Dogg
It's gonna be off the heezy
For cheesy
And if it ain't her
I laugh it off like a joke
And I grab my AK
'Cuz I spray up anybody
For my folks in the Bay
On real, homeboy
I'm a killer
I leave their shirts soakin'
No jokin'
So if it's Going Down Tonight
I be on the first thing smokin'
So holler at me

It's Going Down so majorly
My pager battery
Stay on low cells
While I'm trying to get some more mail
Dodgin' hot ones
Makin' liquor store runs
Creepin' through the city streets
Pervin' in the Mo 1
Can't get wrapped up in that
He said she said
What was said already did
Runnin' your mouth will get you filled with lead
So I stay real
Soakin' that game outta the hills
Ridin' with that
Mazda sound
Now you know
It's Going Down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

Ride with your folks, it's going down
Sideways in a cloud of smoke, it's going down
Bump until your amps blow, It's going down
'Cuz you know it's going down for sure
Tonight it goes down

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Tequila - Lyrics - Cowboy Town - Brooks &Amp; Dunn

Title: Tequila
Album: Cowboy Town
Artist: Brooks &Amp; Dunn
Composer(s): Ronnie Dunn, Terry Mcbride

Lyric:
One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floor
Cowboy bouncer?s 'bout to bowl me out the door
Jose got me stumblin?, mumblin? like a fool
That worms got a kick like a Tennessee mule
Wake up in the mornin?, hurtin? head, skinned knees
Ain't no doubt about what?s puttin? a whoopin? on me

Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fast
Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass
Tequila

Glass, salt, straight up, chilled lemon, lime
Blue on the rocks, frozen margarita time
Mexicali, Blue Agave, fire in a bottle
Too much Cabo Wabo, do the Cucharacha wobble
You think by now a drinkin? man would learn
You don't go toe to toe with that little bitty worm

Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fast
Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass
Tequila

Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fast
Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass
Tequila

I said, Tequila goes down easy, Lord, it sneak up on me fast
Tequila, great big buzz in a little bitty glass
Tequila

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Morning Is Broken - Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Title: Morning Is Broken
Artist: Lloyd Cole
Composer(s): Lloyd Cole

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Lyric:
You used to be mean, you used to be cruel
But you were laughing then and it was no accident
Where did the mean man go? Is he chasing his shadow?
Is he unhappy to report that the gentleman he found is a terrible bore?

You know it all, you've got all the answers
But if that's the case, what's with the long face?

It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
It's very easy to be cold
When there's no one in the world you want to know

It's very easy to be suave
When you're on your guard
Like you always are

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore

Is it hard to let go at the foot of the rainbow?
Just to be informed that the chase was your reward
Here have a crock of gold, keep it for when you're old
Like a week on Tuesday, hey wise man say

It's very easy to be brave
With your good foot in the grave
It's very easy to be cold
When there's nowhere in the world you want to go

It's very easy to be suave
When you're on your guard
Like you always are

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
You face up the mirror, mister pimp or whore

The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life
You smile at your neighbors as you lock your doors
And morning is broken as the pimp or whore

Put me in the ground, put me in the ground
Come on, put me in the ground
The morning is broken
(The morning is broken as you mourn your life)
Come on, put me in the ground
(The sun goes down and now the shadows arise)

Come on, come on, put me in the ground
(The morning is broken as you mourn your life)
The morning is broken
The sun goes down and now the shadows arise
And morning is broken as you mourn your life

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Come Down Easy - Lyrics - Carole King

Title: Come Down Easy
Artist: Carole King
Composer(s): Toni Stern, Carole King

Lyric:
Daytime run away
Night times seem so long
I'm all right in the sunshine
But the evenings let me down

It sure is good to see you now
I'm really glad you came
And I would tell you what I need
But it never feels the same

So, come down easy
Let it come down slow
I've been alone so long
That I just don't know what to do
And I don't want to lose you

How my life slips away
How the time goes by
And I know I belong here
Yes, I know, though I don't know why

Riding along with a friend of mine
Got enough space, got enough time
Pieces of fruit and glasses of wine
And love comes in the summertime
And I don't want to lose you

God bless the children
God bless us all
We are the children of Paradise
On our own now since the fall

All the things that are worth having
Are never ours to keep
Still I can see today could be
A good time for you and me

If you come down easy
Let it come down slow
I've been alone so long
That I just don't know, what to do
And I don't want to lose you

Come down easy
Let it come down slow
Come down easy
Come down easy
Come down easy
...

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Karma - Lyrics - The Diary Of Alicia Keys - Alicia Keys

Title: Karma
Album: The Diary Of Alicia Keys
Artist: Alicia Keys
Composer(s): Alicia J Augello-Cook, Kerry Jr Brothers, Taneisha Smith

Lyric:
Weren't you the one who said that you don't want me anymore
And how you need your space and give the keys back to your door
And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with me
And still you said your love was gone and that I had to leave
Now you're talking 'bout a family
Now you're saying I complete your dreams
Oh
Now you're sayin' I'm your everything
You're confusing me
What you saying to me, don't play wit me, don't play wit me
'Cause

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back

I remember when I was sittin' home alone
Waitin' for you til three o'clock in the 'morn
And when you came home you'd always have some sorry excuse
Half explaining to me like I'm just some kind of a fool
I sacrificed the things I wanted just to do things for you
But when it's time to do for me
You never come through
Now you wanna be up under me
Now you have so much to say to me
Now you wanna make time for me
Whatcha doin' to me, you're confusin' me
Don't play with me, don't play with me cause

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back

I remember when I was sittin' home alone
Waitin' for you till three o'clock in the 'morn
Night after night knowing something goin' on
Wasn't long before I be gone
Lord knows it wasn't easy believe me
Never thought you'd be the one that would deceive me
And never do what you're supposed to do
No need to approach me fool, 'cuz I'm over you

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Gotta stop trying to come back to me

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
It's called Karma, baby and it goes around
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me

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Karma (Karmastition Remix) - Lyrics - Alicia Keys

Title: Karma (Karmastition Remix)
Artist: Alicia Keys
Composer(s): Alicia J Augello-Cook, Kerry Jr Brothers, Taneisha Smith

Lyric:
Weren't you the one who said that you don't want me anymore
And how you need your space and give the keys back to your door
And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with me
And still you said your love was gone and that I had to leave
Now you're talking 'bout a family
Now you're saying I complete your dreams
Oh
Now you're sayin' I'm your everything
You're confusing me
What you saying to me, don't play wit me, don't play wit me
'Cause

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back

I remember when I was sittin' home alone
Waitin' for you til three o'clock in the 'morn
And when you came home you'd always have some sorry excuse
Half explaining to me like I'm just some kind of a fool
I sacrificed the things I wanted just to do things for you
But when it's time to do for me
You never come through
Now you wanna be up under me
Now you have so much to say to me
Now you wanna make time for me
Whatcha doin' to me, you're confusin' me
Don't play with me, don't play with me cause

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back

I remember when I was sittin' home alone
Waitin' for you till three o'clock in the 'morn
Night after night knowing something goin' on
Wasn't long before I be gone
Lord knows it wasn't easy believe me
Never thought you'd be the one that would deceive me
And never do what you're supposed to do
No need to approach me fool, 'cuz I'm over you

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Gotta stop trying to come back to me

What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
It's called Karma, baby and it goes around
What goes around comes around?
What goes up must come down?
Now who's cryin', desirin', to come back to me

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When The Chips Are Down - Lyrics - The Hunger for More - Lloyd Banks

Title: When The Chips Are Down
Album: The Hunger for More
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): M. Clervoix, R. Smith, D. Prosper, Jason Taylor, L. Creme, Kevin Godley, J. Taylor, Lloyd Banks, K. Godley, Lol Creme, C. Lloyd

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Lyric:
These niggaz wanna see me, 'cause of the way I shine
But it ain't that easy, to get mine, you get your ass lay down

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Funny how the world revolves around my click
'Cause just a year ago, nigga ain't had shit
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fuels the fire that I ear to game outwit

It's amazing the way that boy came up so quick
But that platinum niggaz will blow your brain out, shit
I'm the new nigga the others can't stand
The rubber band man, be goddamned if I can

Let another nigga feel my spot
If a nigga steal from me, it's the steel I pop
I'm on my grind, so if you thought I chill I'm not
Won't stop letting the steering wheel peel the block

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Banks, they think I'm Yayo's replacement
Nah, I ball it's the G-unit walking through the matrix
I'm signed to the doctor, I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 cent, now I got a face-lift

Magazines wanna know, where the fuck L.A. been
It almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in
2001, I was playing my PlayStation
And I heard 9 shots I'm faced down with my heart pacing

All I could think about was I had my guns
And my drugs in the basement
It was either that or the state pen
I woke up of the coma, police waiting for a statement

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

Pass the weed, let a nigga get into his zone
Poppa left me all alone in the world to roam
But now I'm grown millionaires in my cell phone
A year past now God did and L gone

And I'm sick boy, chopping with the wrong click
To think about that, before I let the song stick
Uh, who's a limp? Please don't get me confused with him
'Cause I'm down to going all round lose or win

If I should die ride the jeep through the little bride
Every strip block the projects is on my side
A ghetto's gone by the hundred grand on my arm
Sick boxing never hundred grand on my charm, you broke, nigga

The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

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Say Goodbye To Little Jo - Lyrics - Steve Forbert

Title: Say Goodbye To Little Jo
Artist: Steve Forbert
Composer(s): Steve Forbert

Lyric:
Just say goodbye to little Jo
Just turn her loose now let her go
And she'll be leavin' while the sun goes down
She doesn't love ya anymore

Sometimes it's worth it to talk
Some wounds are easy to heal
Sometimes it's all in your mind
Uh but this time it's big and it's real

Gold turnin' back into night
This time you can't make her stay
Don't try to block her in pain
Or don't try to stand in her way

Just say goodbye to little Jo
Just turn her loose now let her go
And she'll be leavin' while the sun goes down
She doesn't love ya anymore

She tried to take ya somewhere
Somewhere you needed to be
Ya howl and ya curse at the gate
'Til she tried to give you the key

You got no right to her love
You with your bloody hot brain
Aw, don't try to suck her back in
No one could make her remain

Just say goodbye to little Jo
Just turn her loose now let her go
She'll be leavin' ya while the sun goes down
She doesn't love you anymore

Say goodbye, she's gonna let it all unwind
Say goodbye, she'll leave it all behind
She's meant to be gone let her leave without fighting
Rollin' away down the line

You've shown so much of your hate
She's seen so much of your greed
She's taken shit for so long, yes, yes
You ain't got nothin' she needs

You don't deserve her no how
Go fading back into fate
Go sit ya down where ya were
Don't grab and beg it's too late

Just say goodbye to little Jo
Just turn her loose man, let her go
She'll be leavin' while the sun goes down
She doesn't love you anymore

She doesn't love ya anymore
She doesn't love ya anymore
She doesn't love you anymore

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Life Goes On - Lyrics - Mahogany Soul - Angie Stone

Title: Life Goes On
Album: Mahogany Soul
Artist: Angie Stone
Composer(s): Moses Barrett, Petey Pablo, Angie Stone, Eran Tabib

Lyric:
One for the road, check it
Kind of natural, yeah

Look at then and when you got caught up
Reminiscing 'bout the past, driving by on easy street
Thinking 'bout that we'd be here to last a long while
And real talks, every night and then an argument
But all in all, we both knew if nothing else, our love was Heaven sent

Life goes on, life goes on
Life goes on, life goes on

My brother Petey would say

If you knew then like you know now
Would you get down the way you get down
Would you glorify, idolize, find the time, mystify 'bout life
Oh, why can't we be kinder, joy, that's hard to find
Lord, please give me a sign

Some of us here right now
Don't think you'd ride on this thin ice without goin' down
'Cuz time is runnin' out and will you be able to reach solid ground
Can only sing the words, it's up to you to listen
Show you the path to the garden, you got to follow me in

Life goes on, life goes on
Life goes on, life goes on

Hey boo, here's to thanking you for all that we've been through
It taught me how to love myself and now
You, you and those I give my blessing and I hope
That's true for me and my, oh, Lord

Life goes on, life goes on
Life goes on, life goes on

Life goes on, life goes on
Life goes on, life goes on

Life goes on, life goes on
Life goes on, life goes on

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Serious - Lyrics - Freddie Foxxx

Title: Serious
Artist: Freddie Foxxx
Composer(s): Freddie Foxxx

Lyric:
Huh, do it
Serious

Now sit back in your seat and kick up your Nike's
And listen to Freddie Foxxx cold rip the mic
The microphone's burnin' like a flamin' torch
And my lyrics are hot so they can burn and scorch

So here's a little somethin' for you hip-hop wimps
Try to come down hard on the hip-hop prince
Get your rhymes all together, your microphones ready
'Cause you're about to meet the hip-hop terror, Freddie

For all you other rappers with self-proclaimed titles
Shut up and face the true supreme idol
Rappers, I'm here so come get it
But those that tried are real sorry they did it

'Cause I hit it hard, nail on the head, now they're dead
But that's what you get when you're messin' with Fred
Ain't no jokin' or playin' around, just listen to the sound
While I get down, this is serious

So serious when I take the stage
Kinda like lettin' a pitbull out of a cage
For blood or raw meet, huh, sound sweet
But I take the mic and a milky beat

And drop one rhyme that's self-defined
And then you lay back and relax while I climb into your mind
Every openin' hole
Walk through your body and take over your soul

This jam is deep when I speak, you turn chicken
Scared to death because my bassline's kickin'
Jump off and grab the mic, I dare you
Then I'ma open you up and then wear ya

Drag you all over like Raggedy Ann
Rough up the wannabe's, make you a man
Then when you jump up to talk crap
You'll get slapped with a rap that makes your neck snap back

Down for the count, my hand is raised
My rhyme is praised and you feel dazed
I'm gonna take you deeper down to the bottom
When my voice hits the mic, it'll sound like I shot him

I'm like Riker's buckwild in dozens
And you'll be lookin' around like, who was it?
Hit from all sides, all you feel is pain
And you don't even know your own name

Try to get up for the next round and pout it
You think you survive? I doubt it
Bring the stretcher, jumpstart the brain and heart
Of a rapper that's been torn apart this is serious

This is serious

Now I'ma tell you somethin' you should never forget
Fred could stand in hell and won't sweat
Don't believe it? This is hell
Bring the rapper then ring the bell

Then once we start rappin', it's a hell of a round
It takes you, your crew and the cops to bring me down
The rapper of rap, rhymes my occupation
Here we go, pump up your radio station

The Kut Terrorist scratchin' like a maniac
Fred's kickin' rhymes like a natural born brainiac
It's like your standin' in water and touched a live wire
Boom, you're on fire

And I keep rollin', rhymes keep projectin'
Hittin' like a punch to the jawbone connectin'
You see me with the mic in my hand and you're jelled up
Schemin' with your posse but y'all got held up

Serious business the only way to go
I'm all about makin' beats, rhymes and dough
And once in a while I'm a stick man
But girls ain't a problem to Foxxx, 'cause I'm in, man

I got rappers on the mic delirious
You know why? 'Cause this is serious

This one is a special dedication for all the posse out there
This one goes out to Eric B. and Rakim
This one goes out to my man Ant Live
This one goes out to Premo

Sha, Let's Jet and the Louisville Slugger
This one goes out to my DJ the Kut Terrorist
This one goes out to Laser Mike
This one goes out to Pat

I take this one deep for my physical Taheim Shabazz
This one goes out to the Almighty Supreme Easy E
This one also goes out to the Master Kevvon
I'ma take this mile-deep for Brooklyn

And I'ma slam one out left field for Queens
And knock a home run for Strong Island
This one also goes out to the Southside Posse
This one goes to the Paid In Full Posse

And I'ma take this one down for my man Barney Barn
And I'm also gonna say peace to all the gods
And I'm also gonna say, out

Serious

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Bottoms Up, Socrates - Lyrics - Pitchfork and Lost Needles - Clutch

Title: Bottoms Up, Socrates
Album: Pitchfork and Lost Needles
Artist: Clutch
Composer(s): Neil Fallon, Jean Paul Gaster, Dan Maines, Richard Timothy Sult

Lyric:
They came marchin' down the street in robes
In the spirit of the Spanish Inquisition
Guitars and trombones
Mechanical monkeys make good musicians

Streets urchins, the smugglers and dingos
Dead languages and living man's lingoes
Put the relics of the saint in a glass box
And march him around the block

Hangin' on the words of a madman
Islands in the abyss
No use for the poet
When the hopeless seek no bliss

Mason jars of petroleum
You know those kids don't play
And should you ever get a hold of them
I'll tell you exactly what they'll say

Time we told you son about the family curse
And when they opened up the diary
To gain an explanation
They find only terminal verse

Hangin' on the words of a madman
Islands in the abyss
No use for the poet
When the hopeless seek no bliss

X-ray visions, eye in the sky
And the naked being led by the blind
So Bottoms up, Socrates
Hemlock straight up goes down easy

Hangin' on the words of a madman
Islands in the abyss
No use for the poet
When the hopeless seek no bliss

X-ray visions, eye in the sky
And the naked being led by the blind
So Bottoms up, Socrates
Hemlock tastes like ripple wine

X-ray visions, eye in the sky
the naked being led by the blind
So Bottoms up, Socrates
Hemlock straight up goes down easy

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Girls It Ain'T Easy - Lyrics - Dusty Springfield

Title: Girls It Ain'T Easy
Artist: Dusty Springfield
Composer(s): Dunbar Wayn

Lyric:
Yeah, it ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
To keep the one you love by your side

A woman's work is never done
Never stops, it goes on and on
You work your fingers to the bone
You gotta be home every time he phones

Sometimes the going gets a little tough
Seems like my best ain't good enough
Keeps you losing sleep
Seven days a week, yeah

It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
To keep the one you love by your side

To keep him happy
You must sacrifice
Be ready and willing
To spend lonely nights

Do what you can
Though he seems ungrateful
Love him so true
Even though he seems unfaithful

But when his hope is gone
And life gets him down
That's when he'll say
He needs you around

Hard to live with him
Hard to live without him
It ain't easy, no

Oh, yeah, it ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy

You got to favor him with understanding
When understanding is what he needs
We try hard to give them respect
All that we get is their regret

But when they're in trouble
They need our love and care
No matter when we gotta be right there
In between the crying, gotta keep trying

It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't easy, girls, it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy
It ain't easy, girls it ain't easy

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Down On The River - Lyrics - Alabama

Title: Down On The River
Artist: Alabama
Composer(s): Teddy Gentry, Robert Byrne, Greg Fowler

Lyric:
Down on the river, it's an easy kind of life
Everybody here's feeling fine
No need to worry or get in a hurry
Nothing to spend but time

Light up a smoke and tell a few jokes
And pass the old jug around
We're gonna get right on a Saturday night
When the sun goes down

Down on the river, down on the river
Just some old boys a making a lot of noise
Down on the river, down on the river, down on the river
If anyone calls tell them, we're all down on the river

Well, we'll go fishing by the light of the moon
And bait them hooks by hand
Early in the morning take them off the line
Fry 'em all up in a pan

We gotta get home while we still got a job
Or we'll have to answer to the man
And everybody knows we gotta go
We'll be back again

Down on the river, down on the river

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Don'T Talk Back - Lyrics - The Captain - Kasey Chambers

Title: Don'T Talk Back
Album: The Captain
Artist: Kasey Chambers
Composer(s): Kasey Chambers

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Lyric:
Well, it's half my heart and a little bit of soul
That makes me feel I've wanna ride this road
I wouldn't change it if I could

And me and this road you know
We've got an understanding
It won't leave me at home and I am
Too tired to do just what I should

And last night I asked if I could
Take comfort in the rosewood
The road said nothing at all

Well, 'cause it don't talk back
Unless the wind blows hard
I drive it all night with the wheel on my car
It won't leave me running for the door

And if the paint's still wet, I can just slow down
And it all goes away on the other side of town
And nothing is that easy anymore

Well, the hurt won't leave with the sight of white line
But it eases up my pain for a while
The only habit that I keep

And miles take time but the time is mine
And always moving suits me fine
I'll catch my breath when I sleep

And after all that I've done
I'm not half what I'd hope that I'd become
There's still a long way to go

Well, 'cause it don't talk back
Unless the wind blows hard
I drive it all night with the wheel on my car
It won't leave me running for the door

And if the paint's still wet, I can just slow down
And it all goes away on the other side of town
And nothing is that easy anymore

And last night I asked if I could
Take comfort in the rosewood
The road said nothing at all

Well, 'cause it don't talk back
Unless the wind blows hard
I drive it all night with the wheel on my car
It won't leave me running for the door

And if the paint's still wet, I can just slow down
And it all goes away on the other side of town
And nothing is that easy anymore

Yeah, 'cause it don't talk back
Unless the wind blows hard
I drive it all night with the wheel on my car
It won't leave me running for the door

And if the paint's still wet, I can just slow down
And it all goes away on the other side of town
And nothing is that easy anymore

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Dirty Dirty - Lyrics - Ol' Dirty Bastard

Title: Dirty Dirty
Artist: Ol' Dirty Bastard
Composer(s): Russell Jones, Che Smith, Mark Ronson

Lyric:
Two steps from the border line
Anything closer will kiss the nine
Think I'm out the game? You out of your mind
'Cuz I stay on track like transit line

Keep it nappy or braided up
Dirty in the cockpit, blazin' up
Stop frontin' when you made it up
Tellin' all my hoes, you can't spray it up

Hah, huggin' nuts like tighty whites
Still trickin' on hoes like Heidi Fleiss
You know why niggas don't give you much respect
'Cuz they seen you gettin' slapped with the empty gat

Know Dirt, like bow know death
When I'm huntin' down, birds of rap
Hate Dog 'cuz I ate your cat
And you can eat my ass and have a coke with that

Use a spoon, unless you want a fork
Pull my dick out, watch the room get dark
Stay high with the zombie walk
Gotta sit my ass down, like Rosa Parks

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

They say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow
I say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor
Call it what you want, you son of a hoe
I was 5 percent til' white bitches came and dropped it down to four

3, 2, 1, I can lick the sun with my tongue
Pull it out and smack a nigga, just for thinkin' I'm done
Shut your trap, razor blade cut your wrap
Fat girls seen my comin', started tuckin' their flab

Rhymefest and Dirt Dog, gon' spark this
The day he got to heaven, track mud on the carpets
Hot like the hot potato, you niggas ain't motto

You hot as the spot, yo
Go to the show for hot dogs and nacho's
This me and Dirt Dog's style, it's not yours

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

What can make a hoe, look more cuter
But, Hennessey shots and smoke more Buddha

I don't know Dirt, now she look like Zab Judah
Test my manhood, go get my dick ruler

Now you hungry, wanna eat right through her
But you better first track for a noter
Like does she have a best friend or I taught her
Has she ever tried fuckin' under water

Down, down with the fishes, deep sea dishes
I ain't a genie, bitch, I don't respect your wishes
This trick ain't fuckin' me though, goddamn
Something very wrong, I don't understand

Misinterpetate, let me break it down
Two pulls make the your merry go round
Touch your toes, show me that rose

Butt naked in a Wu-Tang pose
Wide open, girl, everything goes
Real freaky, when you powder that nose

Keep it and move, I sleep in the nude
I'm keepin' it rude, pull out my dick and pee in the food
On the way to the stars, don, where's the map?
We fuckin' there and we gonna fuck back

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

Dirty, Dirty, you tell me how you do it
It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it
But they don't understand about the Dirty M.C.
It's the, new track by ODB
(Ohh)

Yeah, Dirt Dog, Rhymefest, you want it, man
Rest in peace, I know you heaven right now
Trackin' mud on the carpet, so, we gon' let ya
Do what you do it's the, ohh
Don't forget the crew, it's the Wu

I thought you knew, it's the Ol' Dirt Dog
Rhymefest, yeah, yeah, from now to 3000, man
What's rap with Dirty? What's the world without Dirt?
Just a bunch of fuckin' water, ohh, we out

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Easy Street Dream - Lyrics - Eva Cassidy

Title: Easy Street Dream
Artist: Eva Cassidy
Composer(s): Steven M Digman

Lyric:
It's Sunday morning
I can feel the side effects
You shake out your body
And you wake up what's left

Spent too much money last night
I had too much to drink
Spending too much time with myself
And I don't know what to think

Any love this easy
Falls down like rain
Any love this easy
Goes out with a bad name

Any love that you find on Easy Street
Can only be a dream
Any love that you find on Easy Street
Can only be a dream

It was only for pleasure
Our love took a back seat
My heart went crazy
And my whole life skipped a beat

Swallowed each emotion down
To kill the aftertaste
Staring to the future now
I can only see your face

Any love this easy
Falls down like rain
Any love this easy
Goes out with a bad name

Any love you find on Easy Street
Can only be a dream
Any love that you find on Easy Street
Can only be a dream

Only a dream
Oh, only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream

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