Send My Love To The Dancefloor, I'Ll See You In Hell (Hey Mister Dj) - Lyrics - Cobra Starship

Title: Send My Love To The Dancefloor, I'Ll See You In Hell (Hey Mister Dj)
Artist: Cobra Starship
Composer(s): Gabe Saporta, Sam Hollander, David Katz

Lyric:
Let it go
There's no way you can save it now
Get back, you know
That this city is burning

So the story goes
It makes you wonder
'Cause if we're trapped and we're never gonna find a way out
Get out, we're gonna dance now

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna bury this town tonight
We're gonna dance all night

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna dance tonight
Dance tonight

I let you go
And I'm still waiting for you to find
There's nothing more
Than this time that is right now

So the story goes
It makes you wonder
'Cause time is up and you're never gonna get another
Chance now, you gotta dance now

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna bury this town tonight
We're gonna dance all night

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna dance tonight
Dance tonight

Let it go, the game is done
The camera's off, it can't be too hard
Let it go, the game is done
Camera's off, it can't be too hard
To fake it now, gotta fake it now

Let it go
There's no way you can change me now
Get back, you know
I don't need you to save me

So the story goes

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna bury this town tonight
We're gonna dance all night

Hey Mister DJ
You gotta put a record on, yeah
We're gonna dance tonight
Dance tonight

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Bobby James - Lyrics - In Search of... - N.E.R.D. (The Neptunes)

Title: Bobby James
Album: In Search of...
Artist: N.E.R.D. (The Neptunes)
Composer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams

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Lyric:
Hi, I'm 17 and my name is Bobby James
Everyday in school all my classmates call me names
And so this pusher introduced me to this thing
He said it makes you forget pain but makes you sing
I got pushed at home at school I was a wuss
Now my life is a domino that pushers push
'Cause I tried it once but I tried it again
Ran away two weeks later I seen my friend and I said

"Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out"
Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out

Man this would be cute if this were just a dream
A lesson for you to learn except you'd learn through me
You know like in the movies when it ends with a scream
Well fuck face I got news this is real and I did things
Traveling from Virginia to Cali broke
Hitch hike and rides me in my calico
Shoplift for food when it was desire
I miss my family, miss my friends, I'm so high and so tired

Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out
Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out

Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out
Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out

Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out
Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out, young and assed out

Hey there mister give me some cash
I'm high as hell and I'm ready to blast
I'm just one hit away from being passed out
Young and assed out

Hey there, could you help me please?
Could you spare some change for the world, for the world to see?
Hey there, could you help me please?
Could you spare some change for the world, for the world to see?
Hey there, could you help me please?
Could you spare some change for the world, for the world to see?

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Hey Mister - Lyrics - Chad Brock

Title: Hey Mister
Artist: Chad Brock
Composer(s): Dave Robbins, Dale Oliver, Kim Tribble

Lyric:
He sat down next to the window
By the TV at my bar
He ordered Coke and whiskey
And put something in my jar

And old black and white photograph
He hung onto all his life
And his story broke my heart
He said, "She was gonna be my wife"

He said, "Hey mister, please take this picture
'Cause I don't wanna miss her anymore
Though the corners are tattered and torn
She's still the one that I adore
Mister, please take this
'Cause I don't wanna miss her anymore"

He told me how they met
How at first sight they fell in love
He didn't have to say what happened
The picture told me what it was

Her words in blue there on the back
Had all but been erased
By years of tears and promises
Love lost but not replaced

He said, "Hey mister, please take this picture
'Cause I don't wanna miss her anymore
Though the corners are tattered and torn
She's still the one that I adore
Mister, please take this
'Cause I don't wanna miss her anymore"

I put his picture in a drawer
With all the other ones like her
I get a different one every now and then
And I hear the same old words

Hey mister, please take this picture
'Cause I don't wanna miss her anymore

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Collie Man - Lyrics - Everything You Need - Slightly Stoopid

Title: Collie Man
Album: Everything You Need
Artist: Slightly Stoopid
Composer(s): Miles Mason Doughty, Kyle J Mcdonald

Lyric:
And some man live his life
For profits alone
That very same man
He lives his life all alone

And the road to life
Yes, it goes up and down
Doesn?t really matter
As long as the music goes on

Hey, Mister Collie Man
Why don?t you come 'round no more?
Hey, Mister Collie, Collie Man
Don?t you hear me troubled call?

Hey, Mister Collie Man
Look I didn?t come to disturb
You best not be come ?round here
Unless you've got me sensi herb

I never needed any
Reason for me to say
Through all those troubled times
Yes, me love you any way

And the roughest path
You know the rocky, rocky road
You know that life and love
Is a heavy, heavy load

Hey, Mister Collie Man
Why don?t you come ?round no more?
Hey, Mister Collie, Collie Man
Dont you hear me troubled call?

But, Mister Collie Man
Look I didn?t come to disturb
You best not be come 'round here
Unless you've got me sensi herb
You best not be come 'round here
Unless you've got me sensi herb

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Bad Girls - Lyrics - On The Radio - Donna Summer

Title: Bad Girls
Album: On The Radio
Artist: Donna Summer
Composer(s): Edward Hokenson, Joseph Patrick Esposito, Donna Summer, S Banfield, Bruce Charles Sudano, D Pryce

Lyric:
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

Bad girls
Talkin' about the sad girls
Sad girls
Talkin' about bad girls, yeah

See them out on the street at night
Picking up on all kinds of strangers
If the price is right
You can score if your pocket's nice

But you want a good time

You ask yourself, who they are?
Like everybody else, they come from near and far
Bad girls, yeah

Bad girls
Talkin' about the sad girls, yeah
Sad girls
Talkin' about bad bad girls, yeah

Friday night and the strip is hot
Sun's gone down and they're about to trot
Spirit's high and they look hot

Do you wanna get down

Now, don't you ask yourself, who they are?
Like everybody else, they wanna be a star
Yeah, yeah, there comes

Bad girls, sad girls
You're such a dirty bad girl
Beep beep, uh uh

You're bad girl, you're sad girl
You're such a dirty bad girl
Beep beep, uh uh

Now you and me, we are both the same
But you call yourself by different names
Now your Mama won't like it when she finds out

Girl, is out at night

Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

Hey mister, have you got a dime?
Mister, do you want to spend some time, oh yeah
I got what you want, you got what I need
I'll be your baby, come and spend it on me
Hey mister, I'll spend some time with you
With you, you're fine, with you

Bad girls
They're just bad girls
Talkin' about sad girls, yeah
Sad girls

Hey, hey mister
Got a dime?

Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep
Toot toot, hey, beep beep

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Make Them Hear You - Lyrics - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Make Them Hear You
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Will Adams, Stacy Ferguson, George Pajon Jr

Lyric:
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, uh huh, uh huh
Check it

I got something that I really want to say
It's been on my mind and it goes this way
Concerns about society
And while I have a chance I'mma say it hey

We got
Teachers teachin' crap to the kids
Equivalent to selling crack to the kids
That's why the world's so addicted to fear, monkey business

You see my inside
Said something ain't right
I've got a mouth fright
I say it out right

I'll make a statement
State my opinion
Maybe my action
Gives inspiration

To make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you

Hey mister, something's wrong
We know something's going on
You know something we should know
Hey! Hey! You! You!

Ohh, and what do they know?
When they don't say what they know
Ohh, you're life you own
Things you must say, let me know

There's some things that I really wanna know
Check it out now, 'cuz this is how it go
Look we can go and buy tobacco
But apparently weed's illegal

If the world's so technological
Then why do we run cars off of oil
Gas and plastic all for oil
We went to war for oil
When it boils down to
(To, to, to, to, to, to)

You see my inside
Said something ain't right
I've got a mouth fright
I say it out right

I'll make a statement
State my opinion
Maybe my action
Gives inspiration

To make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you

Hey mister, something's wrong
We know something's going on
We know something wish you'd know
Hey, hey, you, you

Ohh and where do they owe
When they don't say what they know
Ohh, you're like your own
Things you must say, let me know

This is monkey business
I've got my rights to a business
This can't be life or is it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

This is monkey business
I've got my rights to a business
This can't be life or is it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you
Make them hear you

Hey mister, something's wrong
We know something's going on
We know something wish you'd know
Why don't you just let us know

Make them hear you
La-la-la-la-la, hear you
La-la-la-la-la, hear you
La-la-la-la-la, hear you
La-la-la-la-la

Hey mister, something's wrong
We know something's going on
You know something we should know
Hey, hey, you, you

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Christmas In America - Lyrics - A New Thought For Christmas - Melissa Etheridge

Title: Christmas In America
Album: A New Thought For Christmas
Artist: Melissa Etheridge
Composer(s): Melissa Etheridge

Lyric:
Well, I picked out a tree
And I tied it to the car
There's a wreath up on our door
Eight tiny reindeer in the yard

I drove under the downtown lights
Red an' green and blue
The silver neon snowflakes
Only made me think of you

It's Christmas all around me
You're in someone else's land
So I'm sending out my only wish
Hey Santa, tell the man

Hey mister, send my baby home
This December I don't wanna be all alone
Oh, Christmas in America, I need you in my arms
Far away from harm, send my baby home

I hear someone singin' 'Jingle Bells'
No wait that's 'Deck the halls'
While the teenagers with candy canes
Ramble through the malls

The girls are down at Ruby's
Trying to find some Christmas cheer
There's not much to do but drink too much
When everyday is unclear

So here I am on Christmas eve
This silent holy night
And I reach up to the stars for you
I pray that you're alright

Hey mister, send my baby home
This December I don't wanna be all alone
Oh, Christmas in America I need you in my arms
Far away from harm, mister, send my baby home

What happened to the peace on Earth
All that goodwill toward men?
Oh come on all ye faithful
It's time to think again

Hey mister, send my baby home
This December I don't want to be all alone
Oh, come on, come on, come on
Hey mister, send my baby home
This December I don't want to be all alone

Send my baby home, send my baby home
Send my baby home, send my baby home
Come on, send my baby home, send my baby home
Send my baby home, send my baby home

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh, come on, come on
Yeah yeah oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah, oh oh oh oh oh oh
Send my baby home, send my baby home
Come on send my baby home, send my baby home

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Like A Cat - Lyrics - A Night To Remember - Cyndi Lauper

Title: Like A Cat
Album: A Night To Remember
Artist: Cyndi Lauper
Composer(s): Billy Steinberg, Tom Kelly, Christine Amphlett

Lyric:
I lived in your shadow, I drove your car
You thought I belonged in your four walls
I was never your bunny
I was never, never your pet

When you threw me out the window
I landed on my feet
Yeah you threw me out the window
Like a, like a, like a cat

Hey Mister you can never own me
I only let you hold me like a cat
And Mister you can never know me
I only let you stroke me, like a, like a

You thought I'd be purring, curled up by your fire
Don't wanna be kept for your desire
You said, "I should be happy"
But it only made me sad

And when you could never tame me
That made you mad
No you could never tame me
Like a, like a, like a cat

Hey Mister you can never own me
I only let you hold me like a cat
And Mister you can never know me
I only let you stroke me

You rescued me I didn't wanna be saved
I got tired of your missionary position babe

When you threw me out the window
I landed on my feet
Yeah you threw me out the window
Like, like a, like a cat

Hey Mister you can never own me
I only let you hold me like a cat
And Mister you can never know me
I only let you stroke me like a cat
And Mister you can never know me
I only let you hold me

No you never can own me
Like a cat
No you never can own me
Like a hat
No you never can own me
Like a cat

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Mister White Keys - Lyrics - Rapid City Muscle Car - Cherry Poppin Daddies

Title: Mister White Keys
Album: Rapid City Muscle Car
Artist: Cherry Poppin Daddies
Composer(s): Steve Perry

Lyric:
He's a friend to all the stars
Made a fortune selling cars
Not beyond a little sleaze
He's Mister White Keys

Wifey loves the tanning booth
Just a little altered truth
Made America's who's who
If he could do it so could you

Sheltered in tax brackets
Higher than an angel's cloud
Pontificates on rackets
And cheats on his wife with his pals

Once he met a musician
Shook his hand like a soul man
Not a lot like you or me
He's Mister White Keys

He climbs into daddy's Benz
And goes collecting the rents of those welfare cheats

A lot of trouble when he tries to find the beat
He dances like a chovel with a couple left feet
He said he'd rather own the whole damn town
Than be graceful or be well-endowed

He exaggerates a bit
Foot and mouth a perfect fit
He's the one who tried to cheese
He's Mister White Key's

I feel sorry for the guy
I laugh when I see his stick
All that poor bastard wanted
Was to make it with the beautiful chicks
But that don't excuse the prick

He's Mister White Keys
He's Mister White Keys
He's Mister White Keys
Hey

He's Mister White Keys
He's Mister White Keys
He's Mister White Keys
Hey

He's Mister White Keys
He's Mister White Keys
Hey, he's Mister White Keys
Hey

He climbs into daddy's Benz
And goes collecting the rents of those wellfare cheats

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On The Radio - Lyrics - Heaven Tonight - Cheap Trick

Title: On The Radio
Album: Heaven Tonight
Artist: Cheap Trick
Composer(s): Rick Nielsen

Lyric:
It's on the radio, I love the music on the radio
It's what they're playin', when the radio's on
And you and me get crazy
It's on the radio, I love the music on the radio
It's what they're playin', when the radio's on
And you and me get crazy

Hey Mister on the radio, please play my favorite song
The one where she didn't go away
Hey Mister on the radio, you're really my best friend
Please play my favorite song for me

It's on the radio, I love the music on the radio
It's what they're playin', when the radio's on
And you and me get crazy
When the radio's on, yeah, you and me get crazy

Hey Mister on the radio, you're with me every day
And late at night I turn you on
Hey Mister on the radio, you're really my best friend
Please play my favorite song for me

All of the rock and roll DJ's, got their fingers on the world
'Cause they play the songs that make you and me feel so good

Turn up your radios and hear the music on the radio
This song is playin', when the radio's on
And you and me get crazy
Turn up your radios and hear the music on the radio
This song is playin', when the radio's on
And you and me get crazy

When the radio's on and you and me get crazy
When the radio's on, yeah, you and me get crazy
When the radio's on, yeah, yeah, you and me get crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy

One minute, the back side of midnight, it's me Captain Gonzo
Ready to roll hot wax anything you want to hear all night
It's a balmy 73 degrees in Fog City
71 in the Valley, 80 in Santa Cruz
But remember, if you snooze you lose
I'm gonna hang with you, I'll crank it on the girls

So let me know what you want to hear
Phone lines are open now, you say it
You know I'm gonna play it and be ready to win
When I tell you to call in and whatever you do
Remember the phrase that pays, puts your brain on vacation
And let your toes take over, keep your pedal to the metal
I'll be back in sixty seconds, in the meantime go with it
Go for it, go nuts, go completely wild

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Music - Lyrics - Music - Madonna

Title: Music
Album: Music
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Mirwais Ahmadzai, Madonn

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Lyric:
{Hey Mister DJ, put a record on
I wanna dance with my lady}

{Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like my acid rock?}

Hey Mister DJ, put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy

Music, music, music

Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels

Don't think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie woogie, uh uh
It's like ridin' on the wind
And it never goes away
Touches everything I'm in
Got to have it every day

Music makes the people come together, yeah
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels

Hey Mister DJ

{Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like my acid rock?}

Hey Mister DJ, put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy

Uh, uh, uh

Music makes the people come together, yeah
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels

{Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like my acid rock?}

{Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like to boogie woogie?
Do you like my acid rock?}

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Hey Mister - Lyrics - Jam

Title: Hey Mister
Artist: Jam
Composer(s): Paul John Weller

Lyric:
Because it's real you think it's a joke
Because it's on your doorstep you have to have a poke
At someone

It's only a cliche because it's all true
Time after time it happens through and through
To a new generation

You're just so smug in your elected seat
You've got your papers sorted out
But you can't find your feet
Well, I'm not surprised

Hey mister, with your head in the clouds
You can't see further than the shillings and pounds
The things that you say don't mean nothing anymore
You have no control they've broken down all the doors
And the only way that you'll fix them up is another war

If you think I'm gonna die in a financial war
You've got another thing coming and
And what's more there's lots like me

You juggle lives around with the stroke of a pen
But we've paid to see that move
And now we won't pay again
The cost is too high

Hey mister, your smiles been erased
You can't understand why we're losing face
Perhaps it's the promises that you never kept
Never had it so good, well, do you want a bet?

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Cadillac Dreams - Lyrics - Hot In The Shade - Kiss

Title: Cadillac Dreams
Album: Hot In The Shade
Artist: Kiss
Composer(s): Gene Simmons, Vini Poncia

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Lyric:
When I was seventeen
Found out just what it means
If you can get it free
It just ain't worth a damn

When I heard the preacher say
?Don't throw your life away?
And I got that message
And I wrote it on the wall

Well, I don't want anybody tellin' me lies
No, I don't want your diamond ring
'Cause you ain't got my size

I want money, money, that's what I need
I got Cadillac dreams
Please, Mister, don'tcha take it from me
Give me money, money, more than I need
I got Cadillac dreams waitin' on me
Cadillac dreams, Cadillac dreams

When I had the young boy blues
I paid some young boy dues
I learned the hard way
There's a heartbreak every day

Stone cold reality
Came crashing down on me
Well, life was hard on me
But I still don't give a damn

When I was seventeen
I was an angry young man
But I won't let just anybody
Tell me who I am

Just want money, money, that's all I need
I got Cadillac dreams
Hey, Mister, don'tcha take it from me
Give me money, money, more than I need
These Cadillac dreams are waitin' on me

Didn't have the time of day
'Til this dream was born
You can't take that away
You can't take that away from me

When I was seventeen
There was this beauty queen
Checked in a one room suite
The back seat of my car

When you want all the best things
Money can buy
You gotta reach down inside of you
To reach up to the sky

Yeah, I want money, money, that's all I need
I got Cadillac dreams
Hey, Mister, you can't take that from me
I want money, money, more than I need
I got Cadillac dreams waitin' on me

Money, money, that's what I need
We're drivin' in my Chevy with my Cadillac dreams
Someday, one day, just you and me
We'll ride inside these Cadillac dreams

Cadillac dreams, hey, hey, hey
That's right, hey, hey
It's Cadillac dreams waitin' on me
Hey, hey, hey

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Dragonfly - Lyrics - Dragonfly - Ziggy Marley

Title: Dragonfly
Album: Dragonfly
Artist: Ziggy Marley
Composer(s): David Marley

Lyric:
Everybody's worried about time
But I just keep that shit off my mind
People living on twenty four hour clocks
But we're on a ride that never stops

Hey Mister Bee, the world change but you remain the same
And I wonder how you'll survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey Miss Dragonfly, I see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what type of creature am I

A dog looked at me and said, Ziggy why can't we trust man
Puss and me get together so why can't you all just understand
An old tree stood there silently listening to every word we said
As a tear fell he cried what type of creature is man

I said, Hey Mister Tree the world change but you remain the same
And I wonder how you survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey miss butterfly I see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what kind of creature am I
You must be wondering what kind of creature am I

Everybody's worried about time
Well I just keep that shit off my mind
People living on twenty four hour clocks
But we're on a ride, yes, we're on a ride, we're on a ride that never stops

Hey Mister Bee the world change but you remain the same
And I hope you'll survive with the environment going down the drain
Hey Miss Dragonfly see you look at me with your beautiful eyes
You must be wondering what type of creature am I
You must be wondering what type of creature is man

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Turn It On, Turn It Up, Turn Me Loose - Lyrics - Dwight Yoakam

Title: Turn It On, Turn It Up, Turn Me Loose
Artist: Dwight Yoakam
Composer(s): Wayland Patton, Kosta

Lyric:
Well, I'm back again for another night
Of trying to break free from this sadness that I can't lay to rest
This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home
And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness

So turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From the memory's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose

An' if a tear should fall, if I should whisper her name
To some stranger I'm holdin'
While we're dancin' to an old Buck Owens song
I know she won't mind, she won't even know
She'll be dancing with a memory, crying teardrops of her own

So turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From the memory's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose

So turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From the memory's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
Yeah, mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose

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Bobbie Lee (What'S The Difference, I Gotta Live) - Lyrics - Barry Manilow

Title: Bobbie Lee (What'S The Difference, I Gotta Live)
Artist: Barry Manilow
Composer(s): Enoch Anderson, Barry Manilow

Lyric:
Her name is Bobbie Lee and she's movin'
She's gotta make her dream come true
Some might said she took a dead wrong turn
But she took the only road she knew
There's nothin' gonna stop or stall her
And luck is on her side tonight
They're pullin' over to the curb to call her
Man, she loves these city lights

She says
So what's the difference
I gotta live
I gotta be somebody
And I wanna go where the apples grow
And all I need is the money
Hey mister, smile and buy my time
And I don't want you fillin' funny
Just think of Bonnie Lee like a busy bee
Gettin' by by sellin' honey

She's got this picture of her brother
That she took when she left home
She rolled her hair up like her mother
With her mother's ivory comb
She was sweet sixteen last Easter
But she know how to treat you right
Tomorrow she's gonna be in the movies
But she won't forget tonight

She says
So what's the difference
I gotta live
I gotta be somebody
I wanna go where the apples grow
And all that I need is the money
Hey mister, smile and buy my time
And I don't want you feelin' funny
You just think of Bobbie Lee like a busy bee
Gettin' by by sellin honey

So what's the difference
I gotta live
I gotta be somebody
I gotta go where the apples grow
And all I need is the money
Hey mister, smile and buy bye time
And I don't want you feelin' funny
You just keep thinking of Bobbie Lee like that busy, busy bee
Gettin' by by sellin honey

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Martyr - Lyrics - Rusted Root

Title: Martyr
Artist: Rusted Root
Composer(s): Mike Glabicki, John Buynak, Jim Di Spirito, Jenn Wertz, Liz Berlin, Jim Donovan, Patrick Norman

Lyric:
Hey mister can you help me sir I plead? I plead for your sympathy
Rains came pounding us down again
Your horizons they crawl up to my chin
I started to drown in your vision when I looked through your windows
As they flew through the air all I could find was a river in pieces

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?

Hey mister come down and see see your misery
Rains came pounding us down well again
Through your weakness I shed my skin open wide to my spirit
I looked through your windows as they flowed through the air
I was left swirling in your pool of aggression

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?
Martyr, martyr, martyr

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?
Martyr, martyr, martyr

Hey mister can you help me sir I plead? I plead for your sympathy
Rains came pounding us down well again
Your horizons they crawl up to my chin
I started to drown in your vision when I looked through your windows
As they flew through the air all I could find was a river in pieces

How long should we play the martyr?
The martyr oh yeah
How long should we play the martyr?

How long should we play the martyr?
How long should we play the martyr?
Martyr, martyr, martyr

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Omaha - Lyrics - August And Everything After - Counting Crows

Title: Omaha
Album: August And Everything After
Artist: Counting Crows
Composer(s): Matt Malley, Charlie Gillingham, Steve Bowman, Dave Immergluck, Adam Duritz, David Bryson

Lyric:
Start tearin' the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turnin' the grain into the ground
Roll a new leaf over

In the middle of the night
There's an old man shreddin' around in the gatherin' rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water
Oh, could you drop a line my way?

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Oh yeah

Start threadin' a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turnin' the wool across the wire
Roll a new life over

In the middle of the night
There's an old man threadin' his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
'Cause you're only gonna to walk all over me

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of the matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start runnin' the banner down
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
Start turnin' the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over

In the middle of the day
There's a young man rollin' around in the earth and rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna to walk on water
You know you're only gonna to walk all over me

Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart that matters, oh
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Oh, said Omaha
Sunday mornin'
I'm comin' home today

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Headache - Lyrics - whitechocolatespaceegg - Liz Phair

Title: Headache
Album: whitechocolatespaceegg
Artist: Liz Phair
Composer(s): Liz Phair

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Lyric:
I can see the Russian Army rolling through my head
On one side of me lies the enemy the other have is dead
I've got diamonds and I've got pearls

And I said, "Hey Mister, won't you come for me?"
You can take me home, but I will never be your girl
And I won't let your mystery unfurl

That's the whole thing about it
I'm so in love today
I've been waiting at the bus stop
Come my way?

Hey Mister, won't you come for me?
I'm a psychosomatic sister running around without a leash
You can take me home, but I will never be your girl
And I won't let your mystery unfurl

In the Russian Army, rolling through my head
Snow is falling, January's all across my head
I've got seven other men in the ditches behind me
And I think I'm the last survivor

I said, "Hey Mister, won't you come for me?"
I'm a psychosomatic sister, running around without a leash
You can take me home, but I will never be your girl
And I won't let your mystery unfurl

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Mister Teardrop - Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Title: Mister Teardrop
Artist: Marty Robbins
Composer(s): Marty Robbins

Lyric:
Hey there, mister teardrop
Why do you keep falling?
Can't you see you only give me away

Hey there, mister teardrop
Why do you keep falling?
Will it always, always be this way?

I tell my friends, I'm glad she's gone
I tell them little lies
And then you drop in on the scene
And they see through my disguise

Hey there, mister teardrop
Why do you keep falling?
Go away so I can smile again

I tell my friends, I'm glad she's gone
I tell them little lies
And then you drop in on the scene
And they see through my disguise

Hey there, mister teardrop
Why do you keep falling?
Go away so I can smile again

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