Home For The Holidays - Lyrics - Keke Palmer

Title: Home For The Holidays
Artist: Keke Palmer
Composer(s): Matthew Gerrard, Robert S Nevil

Lyric:
It's here, the time of year we get to celebrate
All together once again and it doesn?t matter
How far wherever we are we always find a way
To get back to all the family and friends

I?m gonna be home for the holidays
To the place I know, it's my heart and soul
I?m coming home and I can't wait
Yeah, I?m gonna be home for the holidays

Yeah, my hometown, my friends around
It's what I really missed, yeah
And all the good times that we shared
And even though I know I?ve been gone for way too long
Coming back is the best
I?m getting close I?m almost there

I?m gonna be home for the holidays
To the place I know, it's my heart and soul
I?m coming home and I can't wait
Yeah, I?m gonna be home for the holidays

To the place that I remember always and forever in my heart
We can celebrate from November to December
Yes, I?m gonna be home, I?m gonna be
I?m gonna be home for the year
Yeah, I?m gonna be home, I?m gonna be there soon as

I?m gonna be home for the holidays
To the place I know it's my heart and soul
I?m coming home and I can't wait
Yeah, I?m gonna be home for the holidays
For the holidays

Just where I belong and I?ve been gone to long
I?m coming home and I can't wait
Yeah, I?m gonna be home, I?m gonna be
Yes, I'm gonna be home for the holidays

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Home For The Holidays - Lyrics - Brian Mcknight

Title: Home For The Holidays
Artist: Brian Mcknight
Composer(s): Brian Kelly Mcknight

Lyric:
I can feel it in the air
Christmas time is coming
Family and friends have drawn near
Joy to the world

As heaven and nature sing
Hearts are filled with happiness and cheer
Oh, grandma?s in the kitchen
The aroma fills each room

Children making angels in the snow
And in the midst of silent night
Holy night and everything
There?s one thing that I have come to know

There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah
There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah

Presents underneath the tree
I think there might be one for me
Little children everywhere
Their looking for reindeer in the air

I hear a knocking at the door
?Tis the season more and more
As we celebrate the birthday of our lord
Oh, grandma?s in the kitchen

The aroma fills each room
Children making angels in the snow
In the midst of silent night, holy night, and everything
There?s one thing that I have come to know

There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah
There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah

The old ones know, the young ones know
Look at all the faces
It?s good enough to make you cry
So good to be alive

There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah
There?s no place like home for the holidays
Everybody?s singing, yeah, yeah

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I'M Gonna Be - Lyrics - Journey Of A Gemini - Donell Jones

Title: I'M Gonna Be
Album: Journey Of A Gemini
Artist: Donell Jones
Composer(s): Donell Jones, Bob Hope Jr. Robinson, Tim Kelley

Lyric:
Yo whats up boo?
I know we never had a love like this before
But you know, I wanna be that one for you
Yo Tim and Bob, drop that

And I'm not the average guy
'Cuz I cherish you and I'm lovin' you baby
I'm tellin' you to single these guys
'Cuz you really got my heart

You better hold onto me tight
It's not a dream it's reality
And if you down you got me for life
'Cuz I really love you, girl

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

Every night I'm treatin' you right
'Cuz our chemistry is a mystery
To everyone lookin' from outside
'Cuz they want what we have

When I look right in your eyes
I see your soul and I'm the mate baby
If you down you got me for life
'Cuz I really love you, girl

Your smile cuts through like a knife
And what you doin' for the rest of your life
'Cuz I'm thinking of presenting you with a ring

Hope you accept this invitation
Everyday will be a celebration
Birthdays, holidays, could feel the same

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

Through the night
(Through the night)
When love feels right
I really love you can't get enough of you
Want you in my life, oh, girl

You a star and sky so bright
You won't regret it match mate in heaven
Girl, whatever you want me to be

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

Your smile cuts through like a knife
And what you doin' for the rest of your life
'Cuz I'm thinking of presenting you with a ring

Hope you accept this invitation
Everyday will be a celebration
Birthdays, holidays, could feel the same

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

I'm gonna be
The one that comes home after work and fix your bath water
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll never do you wrong

I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that ain't flippin' out when you with your girls
I'm gonna be
The kinda guy that'll make love through the night

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The Ragpicker'S Dream - Lyrics - Mark Knopfler

Title: The Ragpicker'S Dream
Artist: Mark Knopfler
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler

Lyric:
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
With a brass monkey date
The rail king and the scarecrow
Hopped a Florida freight

And they blew on their paper cups
And stared through the steam
Then they drank half a bottle
Of ragpicker's dream where

The Whiskey keeps following
Cold pitchers of Beer
Me and my associate
Like the clientèle here get

The onions and the 'taters
Rib eyes on the grill
Toothpicks and luckies
And a coffee refill as

The rail king lay rocking
He was leaving the ground
Then he was flying like Santa Claus
Over the town where

He came to the window
Of a house by a stream
It was a family Christmas
In the ragpicker's dream there

Were kids at the table
All aglow in the light
Music in the wintertime
Sure carries at night there

Was turkey and gravy
Pie and ice cream
And gifts for each and everyone
In the ragpicker's dream where

The red eye keeps tumbling
In our glasses of Beer
Me and my associate
Like the service in here there's

A ten for your trouble
You have beautiful hair
Make the last one two doubles
It's a cold one out there where

The scarecrow and the rail king
Have started to dance
But a nightstick and a billy club
Won't give peace a chance here

I think they went that aways
Your song and dance team
Heading home for the holidays
With the ragpicker's dream on

His knees like a fighter
The rail riding king
Like a sack of potatoes
Like a bull in the ring where

The scarecrow falls over
With a tear in the seam
Home for the rover
In the ragpicker's dream where

The red eye keeps tumbling
Like tears in our beer
Me and my associate
Like the ambiance here where

They cornered two castaways
In a white flashlight beam
Merry Christmas and happy days
In the ragpicker's dream

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I'Ll Be Home For Christmas - Lyrics - Harry For The Holidays - Harry Connick, Jr.

Title: I'Ll Be Home For Christmas
Album: Harry For The Holidays
Artist: Harry Connick, Jr.
Composer(s): Kim Gannon, Walter Kent

Lyric:
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams, oh
If only in my dreams

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Celebrate Me Home - Lyrics - Kenny Loggins

Title: Celebrate Me Home
Artist: Kenny Loggins
Composer(s): Bob James, Kenny Loggins

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Lyric:
Home for the holidays
I believe I've missed each and every face
Come on and play my music
Let's turn on the love light in the place

It's time I found myself
Totally surrounded in your circles
Whoa, my friends

Please, celebrate me home
Give me a number
Please, celebrate me home
Play me one more song
That I'll always remember
And I can recall
Whenever I find myself too all alone
I can sing me home

Uneasy highway
Traveling where the westerly winds can fly
Somebody tried to tell me
But the men forgot to tell me why

I gotta count on being gone
Come on woman, come on daddy
Be what you want from me
I'm this strong, I'll be weak

Please, celebrate me home
Give me a number
Please, celebrate me home
Play me one more song
That I'll always remember
I can recall
Whenever I find myself too all alone
I can make believe I've never gone
I never know where I belong
Sing me home

Please, celebrate me home
Give me a number
Please, celebrate me home
Play me one more song

Celebrate, celebrate
Celebrate, celebrate
Celebrate, celebrate
Celebrate me home

Please, celebrate me home
Please, celebrate me home
Well I'm finally here
But I'm bound to roam
Come on celebrate me home
Well I'm finally here
But I'm bound to roam
Come on celebrate me home
Well I'm finally here
But I'm bound to roam
Come on celebrate me home

Please, celebrate me home
Please, celebrate me home
Please, celebrate me home
...

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Brave Companion Of The Road - Lyrics - Nanci Griffith

Title: Brave Companion Of The Road
Artist: Nanci Griffith
Composer(s): Nanci Griffith

Lyric:
Where are you goin' there?
With your suitcase by the back porch stairs
With my heart in your hand
In this cold December wind again

Cafes and bars are closed
Christmas lights are veiled in snow
Where are you goin'?
My brave companion of the road

It seems to me that you are lonelier
Than I've ever seen you be
And it's plain to see
That you've gone crazier
Than you ever thought you'd be

When the lights go down
And the dance floor is empty
And the crowd is goin' home
I will be waitin' for my
Brave companion of the road

Some days come up roses
Some days just come and go
Some nights are so ruthless
That you can't recall the day before

This love has seen better days
Than home for these holidays
'Cuz this love has miles for sense of place
For my brave companion of the road

It seems to me that you are lonelier
Than I've ever seen you be
And it's plain to see
That you've gone crazier
Than you ever thought you'd be

When the lights go down
And the dance floor is empty
And the crowd is goin' home
I will be waitin' for my
Brave companion of the road

Tell me, where are you goin'?
My brave companion of the road
I will always be waitin'
For my brave companion of the road

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String Bean Jean - Lyrics - Dog On Wheels - Belle And Sebastian

Title: String Bean Jean
Album: Dog On Wheels
Artist: Belle And Sebastian
Composer(s): Stuart Lee Murdoch

Lyric:
I got my fingers dirty at the school of rock
I got my fingers dirty so I took a walk
I went up to the country park and hung around
Till after dark, till the girls got home, till the girls got home

Did I tell you 'bout the one I know, she's on the rag?
And she spent the summer day inside her sleeping bag
Yeah, she spent the summer day inside until it's time
To go to work and she works all night, yeah, the girl's alright

The girls have got a house that's like a caravan
And it's like your holidays whenever you go 'round
We always have a laugh and then we all get in
The bath to save on the leccy bill me and Jo, and Phil

I had to leave them in the morning
I left the keys around the way, I had to go to work
I had to leave them in the morning
I left the keys down in the caf', I had to catch a bus

Jo was short of cash, I had to give her some
But I didn't really mind 'cause I was fit for once
So we paid the lucky bill and got the shopping
And we still had some for the cinema so we all went out

She asked me, "Do I need to lose a bit of weight?"
And I said, "Oh, don't be stupid 'cause you're looking great"
And I call her String Bean Jean because the label on
Her jeans says, 'Seven to eight years old', well, that's pretty small

Seven to eight years old, oh, that's pretty small
Seven to eight years old, that's pretty small
Seven to eight years old

I had to leave them in the morning
I left the keys around the way, I had to go to work
I had to leave them in the morning
I left the keys down in the caf', I had to catch a bus

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Christmas In Hollywood - Lyrics - Hollywood Undead

Title: Christmas In Hollywood
Artist: Hollywood Undead
Composer(s): Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz Deuce Funny Man J-Dog Charlie Scene

Lyric:
It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

Ho, ho, ho, merry Christmas

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave some gifts and we gave some lovin'
The weird kind of love that you give to your cousin'

Little Timmy stole from 7-11
So we stopped by his house with a pair of sevens
We drank in his room with some dude named Kevin
But there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents

Zack got caught with a bottle of Jack
So we slipped down his chimney with an 18 pack
He didn't leave cookies but we needed a snack
So we took the beer back and I fucked him in the ass

It's Charlie Scene, got eggnog in my flask
The holidays are back and all my presents are wrapped
Like, oh, my God, is that Saint Nick?
Kids give me your list like it's the 25th

Been accused of being a bad kid
But I get presents as is
Mrs. Clause just Myspace'd me
I blew off a date on Christmas eve

So I don't give a fuck if your naughty or nice
You might still get a Rolly and a gang of ice
So write your list and never have no fear
Have a Hollywood Christmas and an undead new year
Fuck you

Now watch the language, ho, ho, ho

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

I'm 'bout to serve it up for for all you boys and girls
Good kids, bad and even Da Kurlzz
We were chilling at home and decking the halls
So I checked my phone and Santa had called

He said he'd swing by at a quarter to twelve
He said that his jolly ass needed some help
He said Christmas ain't a gang but a way of life
If you guide my sleigh, I'll let you fuck my wife

So we jumped in his sleigh and it started to jingle
Funnier than fuck you can ask Chris Kringle
So we all took flight but something was fishy
He asked for road ahead and started to kiss me

Underneath his suit was just a bunch of pillows
Instead of bags of presents, he had bags of dildo's
I pulled down his beard and it was a monster
It wasn't Saint Nick, it was a fucking imposter

When we found out he started to pout
I took my bandanna and I choked him out
I pulled off his beard and I fucked his mouth
Hijacked his sleigh and headed down south

I had a lot of wild nights but tonight was the craziest
Met a lot of Jeff's but this one was shadiest
When it comes to cheer that motherfuckers a Grinch
So if you don't like Christmas, fuck you, bitch

You kids are in big trouble, oh, boy, ho, ho

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk
Let's get drunk

Let's get drunk, let's get drunk
Let's get drunk, let's get drunk
Let's get drunk

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk
Let's get drunk

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe, let's fuck
It's Hanukkah in Inglewood
The dradles spinning in the hood
So meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk

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Just Friends - Lyrics - Lsg

Title: Just Friends
Artist: Lsg
Composer(s): Lawrence Smith, Jalil Hutchins, Darrell Allamby, Lincoln Browder

Lyric:
Girl you know we're just friends, yeah
Ghetto pop
She's nothin' but a friend, L
Just friends, just friends, just friends

Now let me tell you 'bout the other day
Met this girl from around the way
She said that she's been checkin' me
She let me know she wanna get with me

I told her that I had a girl
But she said that she didn't care
Now tell me what the hell am I supposed to do
She's built like Haile and she's livin' like Lu too

It didn't start out that way
But now we're on the phone almost every day
Then it's a rendezvous for me and you
I'm tellin' my girl I'm workin' late

Just don't let it get outta hand
'Cause I could never ever be your man
If we go too far I'll break your heart
So girl, you know that we can just be

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just friends

We agreed to keep it on the low
I can't let nobody know
So I guess by now you know I had to get it
I can't front, I might as well admit it

The sad thing is I know I'm wrong
This fly girl she turned me on
I don't know, I guess it's just the dirty dog in me
Her love is so good it just be calling, calling me

It didn't start out that way
But now we're on the phone almost every day
Then it's a rendezvous for me and you
Tellin' my girl I'm workin' late

Just don't let it get outta hand
'Cause I could never ever be your man
If we go too far I'll break your heart
So girl, you know that we can just be

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And I'm sorry, sorry

No I can't see you on my birthday
No I can't see you on my holidays
I know this sounds harsh to you
But this is just the way we gotta do

F R I E N D S
Nothin' more and nothin' less
Just friends, just friends
Friends, friends, friends, friends

We was friends, everything was cool as a fan
Two months ago you 'bout to move wit' your man
Now you see the young boy movin' Sedans
You 'bout to self-destruct, girl, ruin your plans

I gave you love like The Sizzler, club get twister
You the first to get a whole bottle of Cris, what
But in front of you ma, he gettin' lifter
I'm the big brother you call to come fifth her

So how you makin' the club, open your lips up
Tell him, I'll give you some love give you a kiss what
You sound like you outta your mind
How it look wearin' your hair real down to your spine

We probably eat, there no bottle of wine
Girl, you wrong and you lyin', that's the reason you cryin'
But I'm a player, how I'm 'posed to react
When my friends run up on me like that, help me out, y'all

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And you're faced with the reality that we're only just

Friends, how many of us have them
Friends, a lover that we can depend on
Friends, before we go any further
You know that I got my lady at home
And I'm sorry, sorry, we could have been friends

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Silver Bells - Lyrics - Harry For The Holidays - Harry Connick, Jr.

Title: Silver Bells
Album: Harry For The Holidays
Artist: Harry Connick, Jr.
Composer(s): Jay Livingston, Raymond B Evans

Lyric:
City sidewalks
Busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air, there's a feelin' of Christmas

Children laughin'
People passin'
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner, you hear

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city, alright
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day

Strings of street lights
Even stop lights
Blink a bright red and green
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures

Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle, you hear

Ooh, if we listen our
Silver bells, ooh silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day

Well, well now
Play like a lim y'all

Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city, alright
Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling
Hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day
Soon it will be Christmas day

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Circle - Lyrics - Veteran - Marques Houston

Title: Circle
Album: Veteran
Artist: Marques Houston
Composer(s): Tanya White, Kendrick Dean, Taurian Adoni Shropshire, Bryan Michael Cox, Marques Houston

Lyric:
Yeah, you know what's funny?
Seems every time I try to forget about you
My feelings pull you back in

You know ?cause I got somebody else
And you got somebody else
But you and I both know what it really is
But still, you know what I'm sayin? B?

Ran across a picture you took of me and it got me thinkin?
?Bout how we used to be, it was just you and me
Still hear you say you love me, put no one else above me
But that was back then, now you're just a memory

If I didn't go away to school then where would we be?
Probably still together and somewhere happy
If I'm supposed to be moved on, in a new relationship strong
Then why are you still hauntin' me?

They say if you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

I drove past your house the other day
I didn't even mean to, I went the wrong way
I ain?t seen your mama in a while
When she looked at me she smiled
And asked me if I'm doing okay

Took everything I had not to bring up your name
And wonder if you came home for the holidays, yeah
She asked if I could stay awhile 'cause you had come in town
And you were just five minutes away

If you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

Now everybody that's listening to this
If you got that person that makes you wonder what if
Let me hear you say yeah, say yeah
Say yeah, oh yeah

If you understand how I feel
Then grab that person, gotta let them know what's real
Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah hey

If you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

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Circles (Remix) - Lyrics - Marques Houston

Title: Circles (Remix)
Artist: Marques Houston
Composer(s): Tanya White, Kendrick Dean, Taurian Adoni Shropshire, Bryan Michael Cox, Marques Houston

Lyric:
Yeah, you know what's funny?
Seems every time I try to forget about you
My feelings pull you back in

You know ?cause I got somebody else
And you got somebody else
But you and I both know what it really is
But still, you know what I'm sayin? B?

Ran across a picture you took of me and it got me thinkin?
?Bout how we used to be, it was just you and me
Still hear you say you love me, put no one else above me
But that was back then, now you're just a memory

If I didn't go away to school then where would we be?
Probably still together and somewhere happy
If I'm supposed to be moved on, in a new relationship strong
Then why are you still hauntin' me?

They say if you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

I drove past your house the other day
I didn't even mean to, I went the wrong way
I ain?t seen your mama in a while
When she looked at me she smiled
And asked me if I'm doing okay

Took everything I had not to bring up your name
And wonder if you came home for the holidays, yeah
She asked if I could stay awhile 'cause you had come in town
And you were just five minutes away

If you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

Now everybody that's listening to this
If you got that person that makes you wonder what if
Let me hear you say yeah, say yeah
Say yeah, oh yeah

If you understand how I feel
Then grab that person, gotta let them know what's real
Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah hey

If you love something let it go
And if it comes back then that's how you know
I got to the stop light then I made four rights
Now I'm back where I started and you're back in my life

The further I go the closer I get back to you
I say I moved on ?til I'm reminded of you
Can somebody help me?
Help me get out of this circle, out of this circle

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Holidays In Eden - Lyrics - Marillion

Title: Holidays In Eden
Artist: Marillion
Composer(s): Helmer Hogarth Kelly Mosley Rothery Trewava

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Lyric:
Did you ever feel
That just by jumping on a plane
All your cares would drop away
And you'd be born again

Returning to a nature child
Happy, wild and free
But forgetfulness is a river
And you know where the river leads

Holidays in Eden
Life before the fall
See no, hear no, speak no evil
Feel no guilt, feel no guilt at all

Naked through the jungle
Mud between your toes
Following the river
Where the river flows

The creatures of the forest bid you
Welcome to the dark
Nothing here can hurt you
Darkness has no heart

Holidays in Eden
Paradise regained
See no, hear no, speak no evil
Throw your past away

You wake up one morning
Wondering who you are
There's a map of a new country
Up on the wall

All your new lovers merge into one
You've done everything under the sun
There's a date on the air ticket
And the money's gone

Back in your own country
Nothing seems the same
No one comes around at night
Or uses your new name

Hearing silent whispers
Old friends are acting strange
No one wants to know you now
People say you've changed

Holidays in Eden
Life before the fall
See no, hear no, speak no evil
Feel no guilt at all

Holidays in Eden
Paradise and light
Heaven loses you to this world
Leaves you alone

Kiss your home goodbye
(She says she's lonely)

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Yellin' At The Xmas Tree - Lyrics - Devil's Playground - Billy Idol

Title: Yellin' At The Xmas Tree
Album: Devil's Playground
Artist: Billy Idol
Composer(s): Brian Tichy, Billy Idol

Lyric:
When I was a small boy here in London town
Seasons snow was falling on the ground
All the friends and family here on Christmas eve
Gather around to dress the Christmas tree

But daddy's down at the pub
Full of Christmas cheer
Probably won't come home
Until next year

Oh the Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
Mom, daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree

Santa's balls are jingling
Mommy's hips a-wiggling
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the Christmas tree
All right now, yeah

Uncle is a sports fan, granny likes a joke
But no one laughs when daddy's stumbles home
But he don't fall asleep, the night was getting black
You see, oh God dad had too much jack, oh Lord

Every year is the same old thing
Like Rudolph's red nose
Telling this story will never get old

Oh the Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree

Santa's balls are jingling
Mommy's hips a-wiggling
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the Christmas tree
Well alright now, yeah, well alright now
Yellin' at the Christmas tree

Santa came down the chimney but then he ran upstairs
Jumped in bed with mommy, she didn't care
Across the room went the fruitcakes the wreath came off the door
If these are holidays I can take no more

Every year it's the same old thing
Like Rudolph's red nose
Hearing this story will never get old

Oh the Christmas bells are ringing
And the carolers are singing
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree

Santa's balls are jingling
Mommy's hips a-wiggling
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree

Santa's balls are jingling
Mommy's hips a-wiggling
But daddy, he don't hear 'em
He's yellin', he's yellin' at the Christmas tree
All right now, yeah

Yellin' at the Christmas tree
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree
He's yellin' at the Christmas tree
He's sleeping it the Christmas tree

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Sideline Ho - Lyrics - The Makings Of Me - Monica

Title: Sideline Ho
Album: The Makings Of Me
Artist: Monica
Composer(s): Harvey Mason, Steven L Russell, Damon E Thomas, Antonio Dixon, Eric Dawkins, Durrell Babbs, Monica Arnold

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Lyric:
Ho, ho, sideline ho
You'se a ho, you'se a ho, sideline ho

When you called his phone, did he pick it up?
No 'cause we was makin' love
Did you meet his moms, have you met his kids?
No, did you know my kid was his?

Get your shit together
You're makin' a fool of yourself
It don't matter if he spends the night
His home's somewhere else

Ain't you tired of bein' on the sideline?
Tired of gettin' yours after I gets mine
Baby, second place don't get a prize
When you gon' realize you wastin' your time?

Baby, ain't you tired of him gettin' in?
Leavin', broken whip and rollin'
Tired of when you need a little change?
He lie about what he holdin'
Ain't you tired of spendin' all the holidays alone?
Tired of bein' his little sideline ho

Do he take you out, do he foot your bills?
No 'cause I know what his balance is
Have you been to his church, do he ask you to pray?
No 'cause Sundays' family day

Get your shit together
You're makin' a fool of yourself
It don't matter if he spends the night
His home's somewhere else

Ain't you tired of bein' on the sideline?
Tired of gettin' yours after I gets mine
Baby, second place don't get a prize
When you gon' realize you wastin' your time?

Baby, ain't you tired of him gettin' in?
Leavin', broken whip and rollin'
Tired of when you need a little change?
He lie about what he holdin'
Ain't you tired of spendin' all the holidays alone?
Tired of bein' his little sideline ho

Do you got benefits? No, credit cards? No
House keys? No, then you'se a sideline ho
Do you get pillow talk? No, held at night? No
If you don't make his breakfast, you'se a sideline ho

Do you got benefits? No, credit cards? No
House keys? No, then you'se a sideline ho
Do you get pillow talk? No, held at night? No
If you don't make his breakfast, you'se a sideline ho

Ain't you tired of bein' on the sideline?
Tired of gettin' yours after I gets mine
Baby, second place don't get a prize
When you gon' realize you wastin' your time?

Baby, ain't you tired of him gettin' in?
Leavin', broken whip and rollin'
Tired of when you need a little change?
He lie about what he holdin'
Ain't you tired of spendin' all the holidays alone?
Tired of bein' his little sideline ho

You'se a ho, you'se a ho, sideline ho
You'se sideline ho, sideline ho
You'se a ho, you'se a ho, sideline ho
You'se sideline ho, sideline ho

You'se a ho, you'se a ho, sideline ho
You'se sideline ho, sideline ho
You'se a ho, you'se a ho, sideline ho

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Best Time Of The Year - Lyrics - Christy Carlson Romano

Title: Best Time Of The Year
Artist: Christy Carlson Romano
Composer(s): David Derby, Michael Kotch, Colleen Fitzpatrick

Lyric:
I always think of what never came
Again I want to cry
Here we are in the blink of an eye
Another year gone by

Sometimes life gets in the way
We all forget to laugh
The ups and downs come and go
And we don?t know where we're at

But then the snow starts falling
Friends start calling, trees start glowing
You and me are mistletoe
And bells start ringing, carol singing
You and me come home
To the best time of the year

Yeah, it?s the best time
Oh, it?s the best time
After all the holidays are here

Don?t believe in make believe
And never like the crowds
Buy humbug all day long
And it doesn?t make me proud

Once a year I close my eyes
And get pulled into the fold
It warms my heart and feels my soul
Feel like I'm four years old

And when the sleigh bells chiming
Candles shining, chimneys blowing
And you and me are ho ho hoing
Folks start smiling
Kids start piling up and down the lane
It?s the best time of the year

Yeah, it?s the best time
Oh, it?s the best time
After all it?s the best time of the year

Our troubles disappears
As we warm by the fire
Hand in hand for a while
Singing songs of happiness and joy

It?s the best time of the year
We?ll be together

Snow?s falling, winter?s calling
Candles shining, bells are chiming
Snow?s falling, winter?s calling
Candles shining, bells are chiming

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Advert - Lyrics - Modern Life Is Rubbish - Blur

Title: Advert
Album: Modern Life Is Rubbish
Artist: Blur
Composer(s): Dave Rowntree, Damen Albarn, Alex James, Graham Coxon

Lyric:
{Food processors are great}

It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm half way home
I feel foul mouthed as I stand an' wait for the underground
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
I need something to remind me that there's something else

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion
If you stare too long you lose your appetite
A nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains

I need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen

You can have our holidays
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
For one week only
A special offer

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Go on, say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else

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Dignity - Lyrics - Deacon Blue

Title: Dignity
Artist: Deacon Blue
Composer(s): Ricky Ross

Lyric:
There's a man I meet, walks up our street
He's a worker for the council, has been twenty years
And he takes no lip off nobody and litter off the gutter
Puts it in a bag and never thinks to mutter

And he packs his lunch in a sunblest bag, the children call him Bogie
He never lets on but I know 'cause he once told me
He let me know a secret about the money in his kitty
He's gonna buy a dinghy, gonna call her dignity

And I'll sail her up the west coast, through villages and towns
I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doing their rounds
They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say, "I saved my money"
They'll say, "Isn't she pretty, that ship called dignity?"

And I'm telling this story in a faraway scene
Sipping down raki and reading Maynard Keynes
And I'm thinking about home and all that means
And a place in the winter for dignity

And I'll sail her up the west coast, through villages and towns
I'll be on my holidays, they'll be doing their rounds
They'll ask me how I got her, I'll say, "I saved my money"
They'll say, "Isn't she pretty, that ship called dignity?"

I'll set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up
Yeah, set it up again, set it up again, set it up again, set it up again
Set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up, set it up
Yeah, set it up again, set it up again, set it up again, set it up again

And I'm thinking about home and I'm thinking about faith
And I'm thinking about work and I'm thinking, how good it would be
To be here some day on a ship called dignity
A ship called dignity, that ship

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Warm Wet Circles - Lyrics - Marillion

Title: Warm Wet Circles
Artist: Marillion
Composer(s): Derek Dick, Mark Kelly, Peter Trewavas, Stephen Rotherey, Ian Mosley

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Lyric:
On promenades where drunks propose
To lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause
At the jewelers shop display
Feigning casual silence
In strained romantic interludes
Till they commit themselves
To the muted journey home

And the pool player rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the holidays
Chalking up a name in your hometown
Standing all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away
The warm wet circles, the warm wet circles

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
A classrooms shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts
And token proclamations
Rolled from stolen lipsticks
Across the razored webs of glass

Sharing cigarettes with experience
With her giggling jealous confidantes
She faithfully traces his name
With quick bitten fingernails
Through the tears of condensation
That'll cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus
Kiss adolescence goodbye

In a warm wet circle
Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart
A warm wet circle
Like a bullet hole in central park
A warm wet circle
And I'll always surrender
To the warm wet circles

She nervously undressed
In the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too late
She'll let a lovers tongue move in, in a warm wet circle
Giving it all away, showing no shame
She'll take a mother's kiss
On her first broken heart, a warm wet circle
She'll realize that she played her part in a warm wet circle

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