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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Good Lovin' - Lyrics - Another Level - Blackstreet

Title: Good Lovin'
Album: Another Level
Artist: Blackstreet
Composer(s): Sherri Marisa Blair, Teddy Riley, Alfred Ellis, Chauncey Hannibal, Markell Riley, James C Brown

Lyric:
Good lovin', unh, yeah
Blackstreet coming back inches
We're getting 9-6, kicking it live
I'm gonna do this with a little Chauncey Black style
Listen

My mama told me
That there will be a day like this
I will run into someone
Who would just knock me off my feet

That kind of woman
Who would be right there for me
Never thought that it could be
But now it's happening to me

I finally found someone who will give me all her affection
And I wanna keep her right here next to me
Thinking about me and my lady
Giving her love all night and through the day
Getting that feelin', all I want is good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
Good lovin' in the evenin'
We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(Help me sing it)

I wanna do it in the morning
Let's do it in the evening time
(All night long)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Baby, yeah)
Just give me good, just give me good lovin'

I remember just messin' around
With all of them men an' all, didn't really care for
But this special woman, really made a difference in me
And I wanna be the best man I can be and she will see

It may be time when we're apart from each other
(Each other)
But my girl she knows and I know it's alright

Pick up the phone, give her a call
A few minutes later, she's knocking at my door
Now I'm getting that feelin'
(Feelin')
All I want is good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Baby)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Ooh, baby)
We can do it 'till the the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(All I want is good love)

We can do it in the mornin'
(Oh yeah)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Anywhere, baby)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Anywhere)
Just give me good lovin'

Now I finally found someone to give me all of her affection
And she knows that I know it's alright

Pick up the phone, give her a call
A few minutes later, she's knocking at my door
Now I'm getting that feelin
All I want is good lovin'
(Baby, all I want)

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Yeah)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(It's all I want baby)
We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Break of dawn)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(All I really want is good lovin')

We can do it in the mornin'
Let's do it in the evening time
(In the evening time baby)
We can do it anywhere you want
(Baby, yeah)
Just give me good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Come on, get me up)
'Cause you give me that feelin'
(Come on, do me right)

I wanna do it in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Come on, do me right)
We can do it anywhere you want
Just give me good lovin'

Good lovin' in the mornin'
(Come on, get me up)
Good lovin' in the evenin'
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it 'till the break of dawn
(Come on, get me up)
Cause you give me that feelin'
(Come on, do me right)

I wanna do it in the morning'
(Come on, get me up)
Let's do it in the evening time
(Come on, do me right)

We can do it anywhere you want
Just give me good, just give me good
Just give me good lovin'

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Just Be Good To Me - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Just Be Good To Me
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): James Samuel Iii Harris, Terry Lewis

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Lyric:
Friends tell me I am crazy
And that I'm wasting time with you
You'll never be mine
But that's not the way I see it
'Cause I feel you're already mine
Whenever you're with me

People always talk about reputation
I don't care about the other girls
Just be good to me
Friends are always telling me you're a user
But I don't care what you do to them
Just be good to me

And you may have many others
But I know when you're with me
You are all mine
Friends seem to always listen
To the bad things that you do
You never do them to me

People always talk about reputation
I don't care about the other girls
Just be good to me
Friends are always telling me you're a user
But I don't care what you do to them
Just be good to me

Just be good to me
Just be good to me in the morning
Just be good to me in the afternoon or evening
Be good to me

I'm not the jealous type
I won't tie you down in the evening
I'll be around, I'll be good to you
You'll be good to me
And we'll be together, be together

Just be good to me
Just be good to me in the morning
Just be good to me in the afternoon or evening
Be good to me

Be nice to me
Be sweet to me
Just be good to me

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Mack Is Back - Lyrics - Kool Keith

Title: The Mack Is Back
Artist: Kool Keith
Composer(s): Trevor Randolph, Keith Thornton

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Lyric:
Yeah, we here tonight, live on stage
Quincy Jones, James Brown, Prince, Madonna
And of course Kool Keith
Take it away, at the Grand Auditorium

Now you're up late, can't get no sleep, I'm outside
Cruisin' down 5th Ave., makin' love in your ride
You want that baby but I'm out here thinkin' maybe
What if you flip but it's okay when you're on my tip

Take off your shoes, don't spread my business news
Reachin' for the rubber tips, it's time to pay your dues
Two girls in the back, bring your friend, make it three
It's the big thing honey, that's the policy

I got to pull down and bring the steel home for you
Break the headboards and tell your girlfriends come over too
Put my motorcycle helmet on and feel the power
Rock and lift the boots, spank the lips for a hour

The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly

I must show up, scope the cheeks well with clientele
When a sister wants to see me, I should not really tell
I bought some movies, some strippin' joint type of coolies
Boots and thongs, girls flip on my theme songs
They know I damage, with gloves my equipment's on
I got a cape, like Superman, I'ma put it on

Grab the vaseline, make your hiney shine like Mr. Clean
With a purple G-string, you wanna do your own thing
Girls dance for me, pumpin' over me
Big sniff is back, word to honey's crack

The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly

Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly

Hello, Room 402
What's happenin' pizzimp?
Yo whassup?
Yo Menelik, I want you to go down the stairs
Get five cases of champagne, order two limousines

Yeah, I got them honies
And check it out yo
Bring five freaks that's ready to do this
Aight, let me just see, I'll be down in a minute

Late night, me Trev and Keith, leave the suite
Three limos deep, with honies greet us downstairs
Prepared to take us, anywhere, tonight's the Grammy's
Afterparty back at the hotel, we're poppin' expensive Perignon

I'm the suave Don, this is the average evening
Of the celebrities, the days are relaxed
It would seem to most, an expensive vacation package
The pay is good in Hollywood

A hustler has to mack in fresh gear
My choise of Rolls Royce
And a duplex location up at Sunset and LaBrea
I'm mackin' in your area

The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down

The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down
The mack is back, doin' good and lookin' fly
Keith is in town, it sho' was good goin' down

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Friday, August 6, 2010

Hush - Lyrics - Gotthard

Title: Hush
Artist: Gotthard
Composer(s): Joe South

Lyric:
Got a certain little girl that's on my mind
Great gosh o' mine, she looks so fine
She's the best girl that I've ever had
And sometimes she shows me she feels so bad

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the midnight

(Good love)
I want it and I need, y'all
(Good love)
Got to gotta have it

She's got a loving like quicksand
And all it took was a touch of her hand
It blew my mind and I'm in so deep
That I can't eat, y'all and I can't sleep

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the midnight

(Good love)
I want it and I need, y'all
(Good love) I got to gotta have it

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
Didn't y'all hear her calling my name now?
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the evening

(Good love)
I want it and I need now
(Good love)

I got to gotta have it
(Good love)
(Good love)
(Good love)

In the evening
(Good love)
Oh, in the midnight
(Good love)

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Hush - Lyrics - Kollected: Best Of - Kula Shaker

Title: Hush
Album: Kollected: Best Of
Artist: Kula Shaker
Composer(s): Joe South

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Lyric:
Got a certain little girl that's on my mind
Great gosh o' mine, she looks so fine
She's the best girl that I've ever had
And sometimes she shows me she feels so bad

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the midnight

(Good love)
I want it and I need, y'all
(Good love)
Got to gotta have it

She's got a loving like quicksand
And all it took was a touch of her hand
It blew my mind and I'm in so deep
That I can't eat, y'all and I can't sleep

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the midnight

(Good love)
I want it and I need, y'all
(Good love) I got to gotta have it

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush
Didn't y'all hear her calling my name now?
Hush, hush
I need her love and I'm not ashamed now

(Good love)
Early in the morning
(Good love)
Late in the evening

(Good love)
I want it and I need now
(Good love)

I got to gotta have it
(Good love)
(Good love)
(Good love)

In the evening
(Good love)
Oh, in the midnight
(Good love)

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Top Hat Bar And Grille - Lyrics - The 50th Anniversary Collection - Jim Croce

Title: Top Hat Bar And Grille
Album: The 50th Anniversary Collection
Artist: Jim Croce
Composer(s): Jim Croce

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Lyric:
Well, if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille

Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
There is a waitress name of Lil
Well, she's a honky tonky
Little bit chunky, divorcee

She wear them tight hippy hugger slacks
You can believe me when I tell you, Jack
That she's a dancin', prancin', hard romancin'
P I E C E

And she can do the boogie woogie
She can do the boogaloo
And she can do the hootchie cootchie
Oh and she knows how to nasty too

So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille

Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille
They got this bouncer name of Gil
Well he a honky tonky
Heavily funky, ex-marine

He wear them skintight body builder shirts
And Jack, he'll knock you out into the dirt
But if you got you no money or you try to get funny
Then mother you gonna see, yeah

That man gonna do the boogie woogie
He gonna do the boogaloo
He gonna do the hootchie cootchie
And he'll be doin' all his dancin' on you

So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda bad time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille

Lookin' for a good time
Lookin' for a bad time

So if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find
The kinda good time you will
Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

C L And I.A. - Lyrics - The Collection: Vol. 2 - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: C L And I.A.
Album: The Collection: Vol. 2
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Lenton Hutton, Charles Scruggs, Bryon Mccane, Stanley Howse, Flesh-N-Bone Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
We still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
We blast away, fuck scrapping, the original thugs
East 99 is where ya find me, slangin' me llello daily
Oh, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Cleveland is the city where we come from

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping, fuck scrapping

Me and my militant minded, thug ass, mothafuckin' niggaz
Ya bitch made mothafucka, let my niggaz be niggaz
Figure mutiny on the bounty
Ain't no scrutiny, you know how to call when you in the county

Bitch, Goony was half the craft just one of my studies
You moody ah, where your Luchi at?
I know where that poochy's at, you boochie ass
Pretty boy, you was a fag

I think he a fuckin' whiteboy
I'm a motorcycle
I was born to ride psycho
Baby, I'm even worse than before

Mom, can I call when I'm lost? In a coffin of, hot sauce
Finna fall in for sure, Roach killas got money for thuggin' niggaz
He don't got no doja and sho 'nuff ain't got no scrilla
And sho' nuff he don't got no scrilla told ya

Helplessly claim that I shorted you out
Voted you out, closed you out
Nigga, you know what this business about
Got my dick in your mouth, I got my dick in your mouth

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

These niggaz better duck when I buck my tool
Nigga, break yo'self, just drop, don't move
Nonetheless flesh must unfold hot, hot glocks
Drop, stalkin' gat fools

Ready to pap you if we have to, I do
Really don't know what's happenin'
Stack go thuggin' with the killas way back
Rollin' out and our goal to go tripple platinum

T's, killas from off St. Clair
Then all hell's fin to break loose
If you declare war I declare war
Sendin' my troops, swoop through
In come nuclear warheads, slay

I'm sendin' it, yo, when I pull the trigger missiles drop
Then I make your body move, dance hater
Y'all ain't ready and steady thinkin' you fuck with the thugs
Oh damn, you niggaz got tons of swift
Sharp like a double edged machete

We rollin' out, heated heavily fifty calliburs and AK's
No love for the mothafuckin' po, po
Kill 'em all and piss on they fuckin' grave
Cleveland, better believe it
We stay thievin' every last evening

I'ma retreat but proceed with ease
Leavin' 'em, Cleveland until they go home bleedin'
Me and hustlas down for the money murder
And mayhem C Land I.A., I.A.
Where them heartless thugs bail thru the wasteland

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

All this damn chronic concoct me out some hellafied tonic
See, we be the honest, promise to bring the bomb shit
Blow you away, put it on my thugs
Put it on my thugs, yeah, yeah

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping

We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping
We're still from good ol' Cleveland I.A.
Livin' and lastin'
Blast away, fuck scrapping, fuck scrapping

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

No Good Texas Rounder - Lyrics - Kenny Rogers

Title: No Good Texas Rounder
Artist: Kenny Rogers
Composer(s): Kim Carnes, Dave Ellingson

Lyric:
Excuse me, ma'am
I'd like your daughter's hand for the evening
There's a new band in town
I'd like to take her down to see 'em

The fiddler player used to be my neighbor
And he never slept a day in his life
He plays the, 'Strawberry Roan'
When he gets going he can play all night
And her mama said

He's a no good Texas cowboy, child
He'll love you up and he'll drive you wild
Then he'll leave you
He's a no good Texas rounder, girl

Got a one-track mind
And he ain't on true love and that's for sure
She said, "I've met his kind before
I've met your kind before"

Excuse me, ma'am
I'd like your daughter's hand for the evening
My intentions are good, I'm a man of honor
Please, ignore any rumors that have blackened my name

I'm just an innocent boy, how could I be to blame?
We'll be late for the show
And I took her hand and said let's go
And her mama said

He's a no good Texas cowboy, child
He'll love you up and he'll drive you wild
Then he'll leave you
He's a no good Texas rounder, girl

Got a one-track mind
And he ain't on true love and that's for sure
She said, "I've met his kind before
I've met your kind before"

Excuse me, ma'am
I'd like your daughter's hand for the evening
I think you know the band
I'd like to take her down to see 'em

I'd been led to understand the fiddler was your man
That's why he never slept a day in his life
He plays the, 'Strawberry Roan'
Just to get you going then you play all night
And the daughter said

He was a no good Texas Texas cowboy, child
He'll love you up and he'll drive you wild
Then he'll leave you
He's a no good Texas rounder, girl

Got a one-track mind
And he ain't on true love and that's for sure
She said, "I've met his kind before
I've met your kind before"

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

San Miguel - Lyrics - Kingston Trio

Title: San Miguel
Artist: Kingston Trio
Composer(s): Jane Bowers

Lyric:
Down by the mission
San Miguel is a great house
Wherein dwell Don Carlos
And La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell

I work at the ranch, I saddle her mare
I ride with the gun behind as she visits her friends here and there
She says, ?Thank you, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?
Or ?Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell?

I dream of the mission San Miguel
And it says to me, the mission bell
?She is married, Manuel, the wife of the rancher
Don Carlos Cantrell?

You serve at the ranch, you hold her chair
You carry her boxes, trunks, letters, and books here and there
She says, ?Thank you, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?
Or ?Good evening, Manuel, La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell?

But I hear with my heart
What she says with her eyes with
?Good evening, Manuel? or ?Manuel, poor favor?
Or ?The carriage, Manuel? or ?Manuel, close the door?

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Mr. Bellows - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Mr. Bellows
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
Good evening, Mr. Bellows
Good evening, Mr. Bellows
Good evening, Mr. Bellows

President, he's a pretty nice guy
I'd like to take him out to dinner sometime
Drive around in his motorcade
Talk about those bills that ain't been paid

Maybe later on, just for fun
We'll shoot off his submachine gun
Shoot out the sky, shoot out the sea
Shoot out those dreams 'bout you and me

Take my hand girl, I know where you've been
Up the flag pole, back down again
Walk on water or sink or swim
You're with me

Her Majesty, the Queen is a pretty nice babe
And I'd like to take her down to St. Petersburg someday
Hang around with her friends and old Joe Kennedy
After dinner I might give her a squeeze

We'll just see how blue her blood really is
And in the mornin' she can introduce me to her kids

Take my hand girl, I know where you've been
Up the flag pole, back down again
Walk on water or sink or swim
You're with me

Well, our Lord Jesus, He wants me to pray
So I do every single day
Don't know, if I'm comin' in very clear
Supposedly He can hear me from here

And sometimes He gives me a little relief
When I'm down here on my knees
But there's no redemption on judgment day
For people like you and me

Take my hand girl, I know where you've been
Up the flag pole, back down again
Walk on water or sink or swim
You're with me

You're with me
You're with me
Yo that, an' you're with me
[Incomprehensible]

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

C'Est Si Bon - Lyrics - Louis Armstrong

Title: C'Est Si Bon
Artist: Louis Armstrong
Composer(s): Harris Iii Ennio Morricone, Lewi

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Lyric:
Tank fly boss walk jam nitty-gritty
You're listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot

Friends tell me I am crazy
That I'm wasting time with you
You'll never be mine
That's not the way I see it
'Cause I feel you're already mine
Whenever you're with me

People always talk about reputation
I don't care about your other girls
(Just be good to me)
(Just be good to me)

Tank fly boss walk jam nitty-gritty
You're listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot
This is jam hot

Love is a game of chances
So I'll take my chance with you
And you boy won't ever change
We talk about it and I'd
Rather have a piece of you
Than all or nothing

(Just be good to me)
In the morning
(Just be good to me)
In the afternoon all evening
(Just be good to me)
Yeah, just be good to me
(Just be good to me)

(Just be good to me)
I am not the jealous kind
I won't tie you down
When you need me
I'll be around
(Just be good to me)

I'll be good to you
You'll be good to me
We could be together
Be together
(Just be good to me)
(Just be good to me)
(Just be good to me)

Tank fly boss walk jam nitty-gritty
You're listening to the boy from the big bad city
This is jam hot

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Love You - Lyrics - Syd Barrett

Title: Love You
Artist: Syd Barrett
Composer(s): Syd Barrett

Lyric:
Honey love you, honey little
Honey funny sunny morning, love you
More funny love in the skyline baby
Ice cream excuse me
I seen you looking good the other evening

Oh you dig it
Had to smile just an hour or so
We in love like I think we be
It ain't a long rhyme
It took ages to think
I think I'll hurl it in the water, baby

Honey love you, honey little
Honey funny sunny morning, love you
More funny love in the skyline baby
Ice cream excuse me
I seen you looking good the other evening

Flaking you are
A nice little one to put it all around
It's just good I like it
Hey hey hey
S'ppose some time that day
Whoopee swing along over across to me

Honey love you, honey little
Honey funny sunny morning, love you
More funny love in the skyline baby
Ice cream excuse me
I seen you looking good the other evening

Good time rocker woman
We'll stray our pieces
Little creepy we shine so sleepy
So whoopee that's how you look

Honey love you, honey little
Honey funny sunny morning, love you
More funny love in the skyline baby
Ice cream excuse me
I seen you looking good the other evening

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

You Look Good In Rags - Lyrics - Special Forces - Alice Cooper

Title: You Look Good In Rags
Album: Special Forces
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): Alice Cooper, Duane Hitchings

Lyric:
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

I've seen cool, I've seen cold
I've seen the women up front, way down below
Ladies of the evening screaming
Some were like vipers

I've seen 'em dressed real tight, act real loose
I've seen 'em strutting good stuff, I've seen 'em all used
With thousand dollar faces and worth every penny
They spend there

But you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
Yeah, you look good in rags babe
Oh, I don't car, ah, you look good

Yes, you look good in rags with bones in your hair
Ah, you look good in anything
Ooh, I don't care

Now I've seen class, I've seen tack
I've seen 'em walking down the street
With smoke in their stacks and pouring into limos
They wake up in millionaires' bedrooms

I've seen their hair cut short, black and sleek
Tied in 20 thousand knots, so ultra neat
Swearing by the Harper's Bazaar
Like it were the Bible

But you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
Yeah, you look good in rags babe
Aw, I don't care, yeah, yeah, you look good

Oh, you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
Yeah, you look good in anything
Forget about Vogue or them hundred dollar jeans
You make a 2 dollar T-shirt obscene

Rag, rag, rag
Rag, rag, rag
Rag, rag, rag
...

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Sgt. Pepper'S Lonely Heart'S Club Band - Lyrics - Good Evening New York City - Paul Mccartney

Title: Sgt. Pepper'S Lonely Heart'S Club Band
Album: Good Evening New York City
Artist: Paul Mccartney
Composer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon

Lyric:
Well, it was twenty years ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile

So let me I introduce to you
The band you've known for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go

Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
It's wonderful to be here, it's certainly a thrill

You're such a lovely audience
We'd like to take you home with us
We'd love to take you home

I don't really want to stop the show
But I thought that you might like to know
That the singer's gonna sing a song
And he wants you all to sing along

But let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you have enjoyed the show
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We're sorry but it's time to go

Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We like to thank you once again

Sgt. Pepper's one and only Lonely Hearts Club Band
It's getting very near the end
Sgt. Pepper's lonely, Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Don'T Need The Sunshine - Lyrics - Catatonia

Title: Don'T Need The Sunshine
Artist: Catatonia
Composer(s): Owen Powell, Paul Jones, Aled Richards, Mark Roberts, Cerys Matthews

Lyric:
Well, it's a most peculiar feeling, like sunburn in the evening
With dark clouds on their way
And you think it's most unlikely life could ever shine as brightly
Once the sun has gone and the pressure's on
And the rain is here again

But you don't need the sunshine
You don't need the good times
You don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

But do you find the change in the seasons affects you without reason?
You've greetings but nothing more to say
And you swear you'd feel much better if only summer'd last forever
But the sky is clear and you're nowhere near
And the rain is here again

But you don't need the sunshine
You don't need the good times
You lean on me, maybe you could see it through
If you would only believe a single word is true

You don't need the sunshine
You don't need the good times
You don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

Well, I throw away my sunshines, my so-called little lifelines
Do you know what I mean?
When I decided that the answer could not be bought across the counter
My sista dista has left for good
Now the rain has gone away

And you don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

Don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving

Don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving

Don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving

Don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times
Don't need anything anyone's giving
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

She'S Too Good To Be True - Lyrics - Charley Pride

Title: She'S Too Good To Be True
Artist: Charley Pride
Composer(s): Johnny Duncan

Lyric:
Sometimes late at night I wake up dreaming
I reach out and feel for her, she's too good to be true
Then I touch the sleeping softness of my Angel
And half asleep she turns to whisper, I love you

'Cause she's just too good to be true but she is
And in my arms, she reassures me with a kiss
She's everything I ever looked for in a woman
She's just too good to be true, but she is

Each day I go to work, it's like forever
'Til that evening son will bring me home again
But then she's waiting at the door with her sweet loving
And tonight, she'll be so good to me again

Oh, she's just too good to be true but she is
And in my arms, she reassures me with a kiss
She's everything I ever looked for in a woman
She's just too good to be true, but she is
She's just too good to be true, but she is

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Don'T Make Me Go To Bed And I'Ll Be Good - Lyrics - Roy Acuff

Title: Don'T Make Me Go To Bed And I'Ll Be Good
Artist: Roy Acuff
Composer(s): Hugh Cross

Lyric:
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play
Disturbed the household with his noisy glee
I warned him to be quiet but he soon would disobey
For he would soon forget a word from me

I called him to my side and said now son you go to bed
Your conduct has been very very rude
With quivering lips and tear filled eyes he pleaded then with me
Don't make me go to bed and I'll be good

Don't papa and I'll be good don't papa and I'll be good
That's what I heard him say and it haunts me night and day
Don't make me go to bed and I'll be good

Our lives have just been gladdened by his bright ascending beam
Our boy now in our heart was very dear
We hastened to his bed one night he was talking in his sleep
He didn't seem to know that we were near

I took him in my arms and found his body raked with pain
To ease the pain we did the best we could
It broke my heart to hear him crying loudly in his sleep
Don't make me go to bed and I'll be good

All night and day we watched and prayed we never left his side
To give him up it seemed we never could
It broke my heart to hear him crying just before he died
Don't make me go to bed and I'll be good

Don't papa and I'll be good [unverified]

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Break-A-Bitch College - Lyrics - Eightball &Amp; Mjg

Title: Break-A-Bitch College
Artist: Eightball &Amp; Mjg
Composer(s): Marlon J Goodwin, Premro Vonzellaire Smith

Lyric:
Good morning, class
This is your teacher, MJG
Look at me as I write my name on the board
Class, do you see my name?
Do you understand my name?

Well, listen, okay
Class, today at Break-A-Bitch University
We will teach young bustas, playa-hatas
And all of these weak, narrow minded young sissies
How to break a bitch, now really, it's so easy

Mister G, I have a question
Yes?
Pimpology today is different than it was in the 70s
Aha

I wanna know how can anybody stroll today
And if so, what proceeds do we have to go through?
Well, check it out
First here's what you have to do

It's time to let the P I M P in the fuckin' front do'
One mo' nigga cuttin' paper on the down low
It's so twisted in this white man's society
Why it be hard for a nigga when he try to be
Independent, on his own with a plan
You hate it 'cause you can't understand how I can

Rearrange and change how your daughter was raised
And teach her how to constantly get paid when she's laid
Ain't no use in bein' the freak of the city
You still ain't got no ducats
You want a Rolex or ride buckets?

Bitch, listen 'cause you gots plenty of competition
From these other hoes who think
That you supposed to fall dead, short, lame to the game
Don't worry, put them bitches in your pistol range
MJ fuckin' G settin' your mind free with the type of knowledge
Class has started, day number one in Break-A-Bitch College

And today, class
We have a guest speaker, Mister Fat Mac
Please introduce yourself

Good evening, players, good evening
Eightball the Fat Mac here, I'm here to let you know
That these bitches, mean these bustas no good
You see what I'm sayin'?
Now first of all, class are there any questions?

Ah yes, Mister Eightball
You bein' a Professor of Pimpology
Tell me how these niggas let these hoes
Get 'em caught up in that fuck shit
Alright buddy, check this out

Once again here I come pushin' that funk into your ear
Do you recall Eightball, the player of the year
Calm 'cause I'm cool and I'm cool 'cause I'm calm
Leavin' hoes shell-shocked like they fall in Vietnam

Mayn, some have game, but most of them can't handle this
Those that I think are stars, end up bein' scandalous
Welfare recipients, crib full of rugrats
Boost a couple of shirts and now the bitch think she all that

Freakazoids have a nigga noid steppin' up to me
Hoes that'll fuck you fast might be packin' H.I.V.
Me, I'm packin' jimmy hats, so a hoe won't give me that
Shit about she on the pill, knowin' that her pussy kill

See, through my education illustrations were the key
See, where I'm from only bustas have to pay a fee
Now you might ask, what can a nigga do to get started?
Pull a hoe and go enroll in Break-A-Bitch College

Ah, yeah, now that was a very nice lecture
And as I walk back over to the middle of the bulletin board
I, I kinda figured, I wondered to myself and I looked at my class
And I, it seems that you have more questions
Is there any more questions?

Yes, yes, Mister MJG
I have a question
Yes?

Ah, in 94 do you think, ah
Any bitches are gonna come up?
Can, can any bitches be pimps?
Look here, look here, let me tell you

Now these bitches got a lotta game for a nigga
So that made me try to see how to break a hoe
What exactly would it take for me to make the bitch click
How damn quick could I make the bitch break a trick

How fuckin' long will it take to make my profit
And what kinda justice can this hoe do for my pocket
Talkin' space-age pimpin', similar to the oldies
In ways like keepin' our business tight, not by tryina be Goldie

These niggas gettin' they game picked down to the bone
If you listen on what these hoes have to say, your money's gone
Nigga, focus on your own rhyme, make 'em follow your own rules
Don't be a fool, nigga, bring that bitch on by to school

I got a class for that ass and it starts at seven
'I was a pimp' at ten o'clock, break till eleven
Future looks good for the smartest
Niggas in the school of Sir Break-A-Bitch College

Okay class, okay class
Everybody just needs to settle down
Everybody just settle down
We're gonna break in about 15 minutes

But we have one more lecture, one more lecture
Now ehm, eh, calm down, calm down
I'm gonna take one more question
I'm gonna take, are there any more questions?

Ah yeah, ah, I wanna know
How can a ordinary busta like me
You know, you know
Get in Break-A-Bitch College?

Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this shit
When all I wanted to do is stick my dick up in a bitch
That dope made my ends and my ends bought me weed
And all I wanted to see was them young bitches on they knees
Uncle Sam, damn, can I get a job, see

I don't wanna sell this dope, and nope
I don't wanna get out and rob
Today I was coolin' like I usually do
I met this hoe after a show that wanted to chew me and screw

Now some busta-ass nigga woulda fucked the bitch
But at Break-A-Bitch College that's called trickin' off your dick
On the corner ain't no pimps, real players are low-key
I'm on the verge of a splurge, settin' up shop in Tennessee

Ain't no future for the lame, ain't no love in this game
Do you fuck them hoes and trust them hoes
And love 'em with no shame?
9 times out of 10, trick nigga, if you do
Break-A-Bitch College got a scholarship just for you

Ah, yes, damn good class
Damn good class, wonderful graduates
I love 'em all, I love 'em all

Now class can you all join in with me
For our school alma mater and let's sing it
I'm proud to be an alumni from Break-A-College
I'm proud to be

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Milk Cow Blues - Lyrics - George Strait

Title: Milk Cow Blues
Artist: George Strait
Composer(s): Kokomo Arnold

Lyric:
Well, I woke up this mornin' looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow, I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow please drive her on home
'Cause I ain't had no milk and butter since that cow been gone

Well, you gotta treat me right honey day by day
Get out your little prayer book get down upon your knees and pray
'Cause you're gonna need me, gonna need my help someday
Lord you're gonna be sorry you treated me this a way
Aw, now take it away boy

Sail on, sail on, sail on little gal, sail on
Sail on, sail on, sail on little gal, sail on
You're gonna keep right on to sailing
Till you lose your happy home

Well, good evening don't that sun look good going down
I said, "Well good evening" don't that sun look good going down
And don't that old army cot look lonely
When your lover ain't no place around

Well, I tried everything baby to get along with you
Now I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna stop my cryin' gonna leave you alone
And if you don't think I'm leavin' big momma just count the days I'm gone

You ain't gonna see me
You ain't gonna see my sweet face no more
Lord you gonna be wondering honey
Where in this world I've gone milk cow blues

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Beat The Drum - Lyrics - Something Beautiful - Great Big Sea

Title: Beat The Drum
Album: Something Beautiful
Artist: Great Big Sea
Composer(s): Rory Macdonald, Calum Macdonald

Lyric:
I still hear the snares in the square
Colors ablaze in the evening
The air was still down the stormy hills
It's good to be young and daring

She was the pride of the summer that year
She was my sweetheart, my lady
We walked to Black Rock and stopped by the Loch
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young

Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum

Across the bay I can still hear the strains
The two step loud and blaring
We walked hand and hand to the beat of the band
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young

Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum

I still hear the snares in the square
Colors ablaze in the evening
She was the pride of the summer that year
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young and daring
It's good to be young

Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat

Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong

Beat the drum, beat the drum
Like a heartbeat, lonely and strong
Beat the drum

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