I Didn'T Mean To Turn You On - Lyrics - Glitter - Mariah Carey

Title: I Didn'T Mean To Turn You On
Album: Glitter
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, James Samuel Iii Harris

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Lyric:
Let you take me out
I knew what you were all about
But when I did
I wasn?t tryin? to lead you on

Now you bring me home
And tell me goodnight?s not enough for you
I?m sorry, baby
I didn?t mean to turn you on

You read me wrong
I wasn?t trying to lead you on
I want a friend
I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on

I know you
Expected a one night stand
When I refused
I knew you wouldn?t understand

Boy, I told you twice
I was only tryin? to be nice
Only tryin? to be nice
Oh, I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho

Turn you on

Tell me why should I
Feel guilty 'cause I won?t give
Guilty 'cause I won?t give in
I didn?t mean to turn you on, baby

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on, baby

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

You think that I?m a fool
'Cause I wouldn?t play by your rules

I didn?t mean to turn you on

You don?t stand a chance
All I want to do is dance with you

I didn?t mean to turn you on

I told you twice
I was only tryin? to be nice

I didn?t mean to turn you on

I loved you for a friend
But I guess this is the end of our relationship
'Cause I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
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Didn'T Mean To Turn You On - Lyrics - Mariah Carey

Title: Didn'T Mean To Turn You On
Artist: Mariah Carey
Composer(s): Terry Lewis, James Samuel Iii Harris

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Lyric:
Let you take me out
I knew what you were all about
But when I did
I wasn?t tryin? to lead you on

Now you bring me home
And tell me goodnight?s not enough for you
I?m sorry, baby
I didn?t mean to turn you on

You read me wrong
I wasn?t trying to lead you on
I want a friend
I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on

I know you
Expected a one night stand
When I refused
I knew you wouldn?t understand

Boy, I told you twice
I was only tryin? to be nice
Only tryin? to be nice
Oh, I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho

Turn you on

Tell me why should I
Feel guilty 'cause I won?t give
Guilty 'cause I won?t give in
I didn?t mean to turn you on, baby

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
Ho, I didn?t mean to turn you on, baby

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

You think that I?m a fool
'Cause I wouldn?t play by your rules

I didn?t mean to turn you on

You don?t stand a chance
All I want to do is dance with you

I didn?t mean to turn you on

I told you twice
I was only tryin? to be nice

I didn?t mean to turn you on

I loved you for a friend
But I guess this is the end of our relationship
'Cause I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on

I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
I didn?t mean to turn you on
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Didn'T Mean To Turn You On - Lyrics - Mars / Venus - Koffee Brown

Title: Didn'T Mean To Turn You On
Album: Mars / Venus
Artist: Koffee Brown
Composer(s): Teron Beal, Keir Gist, Vernell Sales, L Summerville, Dan Sanders, D Youngblood

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Lyric:
Baby it's me out here doin' my thing
I just got paid today
I'm shakin' it from left to right, up and down
You like the way I drop down south

Or maybe it's you, are you with your crew
Scopin' out the honeys like you do
Fly ass all the time on the prowl
I know how you get down

So I say no, think about it
Don't get too close, think about it
'Cause this ain't where you're suppose to be
So what you're feelin' me

I say no, you think about it
I don't think so, think about it
See I played the role before
Won't be a fool no more

I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though you fly as hell, I know you well, didn't mean
I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though I peeped your whip I ain't gon' trip

Baby it's me up in V I P
Chillin' with the platinum pinky ring
Could it be the chromed out rims the jeans and tims
Make you want to get with me

Maybe it's you
The things you do got me wanting you
Could it be the big brown eyes the sexy thighs
Baby let me ride don't say no

So I say no, think about it
Don't get to close, think about it
This is where you're supposed to be
I know you're feelin' me

I say no, you think about it
I don't think so, think about it
I know that you've been hurt before
I can give you so much more

I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though that ass looks tight I wanna ride, didn't mean
I didn't mean to turn you on
Girl I like the way you shake I wanna taste

I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though you fly as hell I know you well, didn't mean
I didn't mean to turn you on
All the ladies think you're a fly and so do I, didn't mean

How that sound why greet at two am
You on my two-way talkin' slick and I want in
Literally no games being played here love
Straight gangsta by nature it's in my blood

You gotta show me, ain't gotta tell me nada
Tu case es the universe feel me holla
You danced the don, a third leg went to limp
You turned the a don on by the way you licked your lips feel me

I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though that ass looks tight I wanna ride, didn't mean
I didn't mean to turn you on
Even though you fly as hell I know you well, didn't mean

I didn't mean to turn you on
Girl I like the way you shake I wanna taste
I didn't mean to turn you on
All the ladies think you're a fly and so do I didn't mean

Just bounce baby we got love to give
I already know what you workin' with
And no I'm ain't just talkin' it oh oh

Just bounce baby we got love to give
I already know what you workin' with
And no I'm ain't just talkin' it oh oh

Just bounce baby we got love to give
I already know what you workin' with
And no I'm ain't just talkin' it oh oh

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We Want The Funk - Lyrics - Ahmad

Title: We Want The Funk
Artist: Ahmad
Composer(s): Stefan Kendal Gordy, Ahmad Lewis

Lyric:
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Dig it, the mic is mine
I'm the incredible man with the gift of gab
And when I speak you'll be doin' the freak
So if you don't want the funk then you a punk
Everybody out of they chairs should go for theirs

And if you can find anyone better or as bad as mine
That's thick as a dreadlocks and rocks like Lenny Kravitz
Then you done great, you done good
Wait, I hope they told you I'll explode to any track

I'm back on top, ready to drop bombs
I'm the only rapper that can rap like this, then do the twist
So hold up, wait a minute
Let's put the boom back in it to show the Joneses can win it

And that's my crew, that's my clan, that's my posse
The niggaz with the funky tunes, turn up the volume
All you ballers with your '64 Impalas
And bass comin' out of your trunk, you better holla if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Word now everybody get up then sit back down and yell
(Ho)
The nigga rolls back with a verse and it gets worse
By worse I mean, better than you and I can do
Cruise and never lose in fights

Because I write and flip scripts
I rip up punks and do a cheer, think I'd ring the funk bell, yell
(Party over here)
Now peep what I brought and maybe I even got
A million funk styles for ya, baby

In stacks, so when I rap the claps come
Through I'm new but been hearin' cheers for years
And fear is a mind state, I rip up raps and do up dance stuff
The great Ahmad, if you agree then nod

Your head like this or like that I can rap with anyone
And still won't fall, I do it all so y'all kids with tapes on your shelves
And twelves boomin' out of your trunk
You better yell if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

Well, I'm still kickin' the funk, don't believe it, you don't have to
But bet a buck, you gon' believe it when I leave it stuck
Imprinted through a rhyme I invented
To indent your skull 'cause I got soul

Everybody get ready then set go
And when I let go of the microphone get your jam on
But one more thing before I sing 'cause I'm fat and ask for you
Please get off your rump and scream if you want the funk

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(Party over here, bust you over there
Party over here, bust you over there)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
If you didn't come to dance, then you don't want the funk

We want the funk
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)
Give me that funk, baby, give me that funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)
If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk
(We want the funk)

If you didn't come to dance then you don't want the funk

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Don'T Fight The Feelin' - Lyrics - Life Is... Too Short - Too $Hort

Title: Don'T Fight The Feelin'
Album: Life Is... Too Short
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): J Brown, A Forte, J Goins, Kevin Mccord, Todd Anthony Shaw

Lyric:
Say hoe, yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that
Will you like to make love?

I saw you walking down the street and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and your so fine
Young tender, would you be mine

I get you in my car, drive you to my house
'Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out
I wont ask and I sure won't beg
Reach right over and rub your leg

I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work
What time is it, don't watch the clock
Lay back, baby doll and I'll rock the cock

Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty
I'm the man, I take you out to the finest restaurant
Buy you any damn thing that you want

You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose
But later on you're coming off with them pantyhose
You want gold, girl what's next
It's me and you, doing the sex

So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't

Nigga please, you provoke no feeling
You must've forgot the girls of whom you're dealing
We haven't the urge to get busy
Like those dizy lizys who used to dance for you, your through

I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted
You're addicted to the words you inflicted
Time after time, line after line
Talking 'bout the bitches that are on your mind

Do they call you Short because of your height or your weight?
Diss me boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff
Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky
It's an easy task, to the corner 'cause the curb didn't want your ass

Your name is 'Yuck Mouth', you don't brush
Gotta cover your mouth like this
They call you 'Yuck Mouth'
You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss

You're a freak with no tale
You have no ass, class, you can't pass, your simply trash
You're a typical nigga, the kind you don't take home
[Incomprehensible] tights and Barbie from the dangerous zone

Like a short dogg that carries fleas
You make my ass itch, twitch, don't you wish you could scratch it
And grab it like you want it
The name fits 'cause your all up on it

Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time to hump, won't be no punk
Roll your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort, baby all in them guts

I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
It's just a freaky note, from me to you
At the bottom I signed it Playboy II

I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigga in my crew
I bump hoes, now it's your turn
Tell me young tender when will you learn

I cold mack like pimps you know
Won't sell you dope or sell you blow
Just your average everyday straight bump up bitch
My gold rings come from spitz

Look, baby, you know what I want
You're acting like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex

We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick, bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't say I won't
Get it, girl, now I'm telling you don't

Punk, I'm not a tease, I'm not a skeezer
And most definitely not a dick pleaser
You dreaming and scheming and fiending for my lust
You don't have enough, for you I feel disgust

Wait, small thing I hate
For goodness sakes, if I wanted someone small I would masturbate
I'm not talking 'bout your height, weight or what you dream
When I say too short, you know what I mean

You see, I need man, not a boy to approach me
Your lame game, really insults me
Your name is Too Short or shall I say 'Too Skinny'
If size were money honey, you wouldn't have a penny

Little boy, you're not a player, I'm your savior
To try to get at me shows your bodacious behavior
I have to sit on my feet to come down to your level
Your mother should have hung you, from her umbilical cord

If she would have known your mission
Okay little boy, here's a proposition
You wanna bit of danger, step you to my zone
You call yourself a dogg, thatz how I'll send you home

With your tail between your legs, screeching and whining
Jealous of you got some, nigga please you're lying
Cause I fight the feeling, that would have to be one
And mathematically, me plus you equals none

I am the rapper that they call 4 tay
I'm gon' tell you like my homie Short Dogg would say
Hoes in the world, trying to play it sweet
Knowing damn well that they wanna freak

Some do this for maybe a week
And then it's cool to get up under the sheets
Trying to work that thang but she said no
That's about as far as it's going to go

So I toss and turn to make it loose
Finally she feels the act right juice
Some of you hoes say, "Oh, that's nasty"
Back of your coat say sweet and sassy

24 deep, that's how you sleep
Undercover freak every day of the week
You see some of you freaks just need to quit it
Playing that role like you ain't with it

The rest of you freaks just won't admit it
Especially when you know just who can get it
Ain't nobody tripping 'cuz I know I'm right
You could be black or you could be white

For a black girl it really don't take too long
But a white girl's always tryin' to turn ya on
With a little squeze, but it's just a tease
Give her some time, she'll be on her knees

Then I'll pick her up, so I can work the butt
Baby, I just wanna try to bust a nut
But don't get me wrong 'cause you started it all
Coming to my house in a camisole

But when it's time for me to shove
Then you front on all that love
First you said that I deserve it
Now you fight, don't want to serve it

Gave it some time, so make up your mind
Don't fight the feeling, it's time to unwind
You was talking 'bout you gunna give my some
But I'm Rappin' 4 Tay, it don't make me numb

Yeah man, the little hoes got ill
So now it's time to get way to real
I know they never have some real dick
They need to quit talking that childish shit

You wanna rank hoe, go get your bank hoe
My little dick'll have you screaming though
Because when it comes to sex, you don't know what's up
You're still playing that finger fuck

See I'm a grown man, I bust some young cock out
I like big butts, not big mouths
I know some little girls'll break you down in bed
Pull your drawers down, give you some head

But little girl, you wanna have some fun
You better go to magic mountain 'cuz your way too young
So at this point, I can't really say shit
Ain't dropping no lines, I'll just call you a bitch, beyotch

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The Sheep &Amp; The Goats - Lyrics - Keith Green

Title: The Sheep &Amp; The Goats
Artist: Keith Green
Composer(s): Keith Green

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Lyric:
And when the Son of Man comes
And all the Holy Angels with Him
Then shall He sit on His glorious throne
And He will divide the nations before Him
As a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats

And He shall put the sheep on His right
And the goats on His left and He shall say to the sheep
Come ye, blessed of My Father inherit the Kingdom
I have prepared for you from the foundation of the world
For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat

I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink
I was naked, and you clothed Me, I was a stranger
And you invited Me in, I was sick, and I was in prison
And you came to Me, thank you, enter into your rest
And they shall answer Him, yes, they shall answer Him

And they'll say, Lord, when? When were You hungry Lord
And we gave You something to eat? Lord, when were You thirsty?
I can't remember and we gave You drink?
Huh, when were You naked Lord, and we clothed You?
And Lord, when were You a stranger and we invited You in?

I mean, we invited lots of people in Lord
I could never forget that face
And Lord, when were You sick and we visited You?
Or in prison, and we came to You? Lord, tell us?
In as much as you did it to the least of My brethren

You've done it unto Me, oh yes, as much as you've done it
To the very least of My brethren, you've done it
you've done it unto Me, enter into your rest
Then He shall turn to those on His left, the goats
Depart from Me, you cursed ones, into everlasting fire

Prepared for the devil and his angels
For I was hungry, and you gave Me nothing to eat
I was thirsty, and you gave Me nothing to drink
I was naked, out in the cold, in exposure and you sent Me away
I was a stranger, and I knocked at your door

But you didn't open, you told Me to go away
I was sick, racked in pain upon My bed
And I begged and prayed, and pleaded that you'd come
But you didn't, I was in prison, and I rotted there
I'd prayed that you'd come, I heard your programs on the radio

I read your magazines, but you never came, depart from Me
Lord, there must be some mistake, when?
Lord, I mean, when were you hungry Lord
And we didn't give you something to eat?
And Lord, when were you thirsty, and we didn't give you drink?

I mean, that's not fair, well, would You like something now?
Would one of the Angels like to go out
And get the Lord a hamburger and a coke?
Oh, You're not hungry, yeah, I lost my appetite too
Uh, Lord uh, Lord, when were You naked?

I mean Lord, that's not fair either Lord
We didn't know what size you wear
Oh Lord, when were You a stranger Lord
You weren't one of those creepy people
Who used to come to the door, were You?

Oh Lord, that wasn't our ministry Lord
We just didn't feel led, You know?
Lord, when were You sick? What did You have, anyway?
Well, at least it wasn't fatal, oh, it was?
I'm sorry Lord, I would have sent You a card

Lord, just one last thing we want to know
When were You in prison Lord?
What were You in for anyway?
I had a friend in Leavenworth, enough

In as much as you've not done it unto the least of My brethren
You've not done it unto Me in as much as you've not done
It unto the least of My brethren you've not done it unto Me
Depart from me and these shall go away into everlasting fire

But the righteous into eternal life
And my friends, the only difference between
The sheep and the goats, according to this scripture
Is what they did, and didn't do

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Thought You Said - Lyrics - Press Play - Diddy

Title: Thought You Said
Album: Press Play
Artist: Diddy
Composer(s): Sean Combs, Michael Carlos Jones, Leroy V Watson, Shannon Douglas Jones, Sean Garrett, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Baby, baby, baby

Take a good look at me
I been cryin' from the lies
That hurt so bad inside I can't even think
Ain't never had nothing to me
Bring me down to the core 'til I hid the paint

Here to show you a compromise of heart
Though I'm fallin' apart
'Til there no remains
What had me thinkin' your word was your bond?

Don't you know, didn't have to call it love?
If you knew it was a situation you wasn't ready for
I could see if your feelings have changed
But damn, you just slammed the door

Only the one that you said
You put down your whole life for
I can comprehend the deck of cards
That you dealt me

How can you turn on me?
How can you? How can you?
How can you purposely?
How can you? How can you?

Lesson learned, house can burn
We're close to heat
But your words don't mean nothin' to me

Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me
Thought you said, thought you said that you need me
Thought you said, thought you said you complete me
Thought you said you were never gonna let it go

Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me
Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me
Thought you said no one else could replace me
Thought you said that your never gonna let it go

The times that you weren't there
The times that you left me here
The times that I needed you
You know my love is true

My passion's inside for you
The night's that I cried for you
A man's has these feelings too
Same shit that y'all go through

I been here before
Sometimes the pain you ignore
Until it's right at your door
And you just can't take it no more

Why does love feel this way?
Why does it hurt so bad?

How can you turn on me?
How can you? How can you?
How can you purposely?
How can you? How can you?

Lesson learned, house can burn
We're close to heat
But your words don't mean nothin' to me

Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me
Thought you said, thought you said that you need me
Thought you said, thought you said you complete me
Thought you said you were never gonna let it go

Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me
Thought you said, thought you said when you tell me
Thought you said no one else could replace me
Thought you said that your never gonna let it go

The heartache and pain
Sometimes it goes to your brain
Sometimes it makes you insane
Sometimes our joy is our pain

'Cause it tears you apart
These affairs of the heart
I think I'm strong but I'm not
And when I look in your eyes
You know it kills me inside

But I can't wait for that day
That you come back to me, girl
After we both go away
It's just to see if it's real

It's no denying the fact
It's meant to be if you let it go
And then they come back

If this our last dance
We need to practice our steps
This situation I left behind
But your heart's what I kept

You said I did you wrong
You did me wrong, we was both at fault
And of course, you lost me
With your alibis and all of your talkin'
But most important, I just question myself

The rain, it's takin' over
I just can't believe
What happened then compared to now is dream
And I know now your future ain't me

I can't sleep, I can't breathe
I ain't eat in days
Stomach pains from arguin'
Didn't you cheat on me?
That's how the problems started

And as far as I'm concerned
We learned our lesson
Well, it's all in the healin'
And that process has got me stressin'

I'm so pressured
I'm so physically drained
I ain't thinking straight
I loved you more than my own self

Although I couldn't bare the pain of seein' my old self
Young, wild, uncontrolled self
Callous and cold, I love you, girl
I don't need no one else

Lesson learned, house can burn
We're close to heat
But your words don't mean nothin' to me

Thought you said, thought you said that you loved me
Thought you said, thought you said that you need me
Thought you said, thought you said you complete me
Thought you said you were never gonna let it go

When I look in your eyes
You know it kills me inside
Didn't you? Didn't you?

Lesson learned, house can burn
We're close to heat
But your words don't mean nothin' to me

These affairs of the heart
I think I'm strong but I'm not

Thought you said, thought you said that you love me
Thought you said, thought you said that you need me

Come back to me, girl
How can you? How can you?

Thought you said, thought you said you complete me
Thought you said you were never gonna let it go

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Think I'M Crazy - Lyrics - The Sound of Revenge - Chamillionaire

Title: Think I'M Crazy
Album: The Sound of Revenge
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Gert Yvonne M Bettens, Nsilo Reddick, Sarah Bettens, Hakeem T Seriki, Nicholas W Sherwood

Lyric:
I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her
The name of my record company
(Oh you're a Sanger)
I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer

Oh you that guy they talking 'bout when they be whisperin', ain't cha
Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya
I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger
Heard the rumors how you're always in trouble or danger
Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir
You do have a right to be, you seem like you're nice to me
And like you're gonna buy me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?

I tell the boy the same Hennessey on ice for me
Her drink starts emptying as she's pouring out her life to me
Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be
And invite me to a session of her life
And she seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me
She pulls out her picture phone, "I got pictures, would you like to see?"

I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell
Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell
We never met is the story that my memory tells
Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennessey well

Getting into it, getting intimate and into details
See, I just met you and you showing me your kids
Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids
Then who's in this picture? Man, let you show you just who it is

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel
She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a
Round a part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger
'Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see

She said she wasn't married but the rings on her finger
Told me she was langin' and using the same uh
Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her
Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her

I bump into this dime, he told me that he used to know you
He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you
He said what he said with a passion like it was so true
Wouldn't take advantage of the fact
That the listeners didn't really know you

There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you
She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around
I find that photo, I'm like, "Oh no there's some trouble in town"
I turn around as these two officers is coming in now

They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down
So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground
So close that they can listen to either of us now
We turn back around and she says no need for whispering
Then she tells me that

I don't really give a damn whose listening
Try to make it last a long time was my mission
And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him
Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him

I want to know who you are but you still look very nice
So will you talk to me?
Should I tell you a story? Should I tell you a treat?
They think I'm crazy, they don't understand how I feel

Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now
You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud
And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how
It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile
She said

Pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul
Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses a smile's power
Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour
So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower

Damn what do you mean?
(Couldn't tell you that I missin' him)
I don't understand what you're saying, how did you get rid of him?
She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him

She stops, ay keep talkin' I'm listening
(I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing)
Henny spilling then she tell me
(For real and I got the feeling of what I'm feeling
Is that I wanted to kill him)

Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villain
The poison's getting louder, the moral is getting clearer
The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her, told me
(It was protection, reached for it in the stash)

The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass
Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at least
Baby I think you crazy, sorry I'm pressing for time
I gotta go grind, time's putting to resting
Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing

That this conversation is two types of evil confession
And she pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend
How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house
Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling

And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him
The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling
Stood up and then I yelled out, "Why in the hell did you kill him?"
I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

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Won'T Let You Down (Extended) - Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down (Extended)
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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Won'T Let You Down (Texas Remix) - Lyrics - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down (Texas Remix)
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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Won'T Let You Down - Lyrics - The Ultimate Victory - Chamillionaire

Title: Won'T Let You Down
Album: The Ultimate Victory
Artist: Chamillionaire
Composer(s): Kevin Cossom, Daniel Johnson, Hakeem Seriki

Lyric:
It seems that there's a deadly virus
That's sweeping through the urban community
The side-effects cannot often be seen
Because your pockets will not turn green

Some thought that there was no vaccine
But it seems that we have a cure
Chamillitary Mayne
Get off your couch and go get it

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

I'm up early than a mother
Chasing mine 'cause I'm a hustler
Then tomorrow everything is gonna rewind
Only seven days a week and 24 hours a day
That ain't enough for me so I ain't wasting time

'Cause only dreams come to sleepers
And my life ain't getting cheaper
So you know them dollar signs, they on my mind

When they ask me where I'm going?
I say you already know
I'm 'bout to hit the streets and go and get
What's mine, won't let you down

Dreams of having finer things
Riding blades and dreaming should
Make you wanna wake up and get it
In real life than see the wood

In your grip, if you slip and don't grab
What you see ain't good
Only place that you gonna be
Or ever see gonna be the hood

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

Boy that word ain't no excuse
You know what it mean to me
It means you passing over
Opportunities repeatedly

Write it on a piece of paper
Only thing I see is P
That paper, paper, paper chaser
Better thing for me to be

Now, my services ain't for free
Make that money multiply
Early in the morning I be gone
Chase with me, it ain't gonna be no tie

Try to explain and give 'em game
I don't know why I even try
You do the same if you was I
But you are you so you gonna lie

Make 'em think that you got cash
Tell them ladies you got slabs
Only thing you get is laughs
You can't even bring down half

Of the bill that's on that tab
Only thing wrong with being broke
Is staying broke and making excuses
'Bout it like there ain't no hope

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

In the hood, having no condition, I was having something
I remember it like it was yesterday
They was talking down on me and I lost a couple homies
I was getting mine while they used to play

They say I need to slow down
But I ain't slowing down for nothing
I don't wanna let the paper get away

So when I'm in the streets grinding
Ain't no need to be crying
The best way that you can help me is to pray
I won't let you down

Partners that was getting lazy
Females that was acting crazy
Them promoters that tried to play me
Mixtape labels that didn't pay me

My old homies that ain't around me
Dissing rappers that came to find me
Major labels that didn't sign me
Left all that nonsense behind me, I got paid

I'm up early in the morning
Thinking 'bout getting this money
All I know is I gotta get that paper
The hustlers told me, that I gotta get it, get it
Now I'm getting it the best way I know how

I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down, won't let you down
I won't let you down

See, rich people ain't going to tell you how to get paid
And broke people act like they the richest people in the world
Always telling people with money how to get money
Always spending money that they thought they was gonna get
Buying things they can't afford, stop making excuses

If chronic smoke makes him sleepy
He's gonna tell ya he got chronic fatigue
If liquor makes him drowsy
He gonna say he got that gray goose disease

If women keep taking his money
He gonna tell ya he slipped off his sleeve
Whatever your weakness
Stop making excuses please

You should not be in couch or in house
You should be in route, if you gotta ask where?
Then that's the reason you ain't got nothing
You don't know how to listen, go get it

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Sweet Escape (Konvict Remix) - Lyrics - Gwen Stefani

Title: Sweet Escape (Konvict Remix)
Artist: Gwen Stefani
Composer(s): Gwen Stefani, Aliuane Thiam, G Tuinfort

Lyric:
If I could escape I would but, first of all, let me say
I must apologize for acting stank and treating you this way
?Cause I?ve been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It?s your fault you didn?t shut the refrigerator
Maybe that?s the reason I?ve been acting so cold?

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
Tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
Tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

I want to get away to our sweet escape
I want to get away, yeah

You held me down, I?m at my lowest boiling point
Come help me out, I need to get me out of this joint
Come on let?s bounce, counting on you to turn me around
Instead of clowning around, let?s look for some common ground

So baby, times get a little crazy
I?ve been getting a little lazy waiting on you to come save me
I can see that your angry by the way that you treat me
Hopefully you don?t leave me, wanna take you with me

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

If I could escape, if I could escape

?Cause I?ve been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It?s your fault you didn?t shut the refrigerator
Maybe that?s the reason I?ve been acting so cold?

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

I want to get away to our sweet escape
I want to get away, yeah

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The Sweet Escape - Lyrics - The Sweet Escape - Gwen Stefani

Title: The Sweet Escape
Album: The Sweet Escape
Artist: Gwen Stefani
Composer(s): Gwen Stefani, Aliuane Thiam, G Tuinfort

Lyric:
If I could escape I would but, first of all, let me say
I must apologize for acting stank and treating you this way
?Cause I?ve been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It?s your fault you didn?t shut the refrigerator
Maybe that?s the reason I?ve been acting so cold?

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
Tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
Tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

I want to get away to our sweet escape
I want to get away, yeah

You held me down, I?m at my lowest boiling point
Come help me out, I need to get me out of this joint
Come on let?s bounce, counting on you to turn me around
Instead of clowning around, let?s look for some common ground

So baby, times get a little crazy
I?ve been getting a little lazy waiting on you to come save me
I can see that your angry by the way that you treat me
Hopefully you don?t leave me, wanna take you with me

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

If I could escape, if I could escape

?Cause I?ve been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It?s your fault you didn?t shut the refrigerator
Maybe that?s the reason I?ve been acting so cold?

If I could escape and recreate a place that?s my own world
And I could be your favorite girl forever, perfectly together
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(The sweet escape)

If I could be sweet
(Sorry boy)
I know I?ve been a real bad girl
(I?ll try to change)
I didn?t mean for you to get hurt whatsoever
We can make it better
And tell me boy now wouldn?t that be sweet?
(Sweet escape, sweet escape)

I want to get away to our sweet escape
I want to get away, yeah

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Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup

If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away

And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'

And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born?"

And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'

And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear it's beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush

And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine

And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead

And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself, "Just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling?

Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard?
Why am I walking, where am I running?
What am I saying, what am I knowing?
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm thinkin'
In the words that I'm writing

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking?
What am I giving, what am I taking?
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down

"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding

You need something special, you need something special, all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over

You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks, your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes

You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing
That space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked

You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word that maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill

And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny

No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell that no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse

And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'

Sayin' "Ain't I pretty and ain't I cute?
Look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry"
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache?
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses

And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back, my friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world

And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks

And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that!
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at?
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel?
Good God Almighty that stuff ain't real!

No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'?
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'?
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'?
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'?
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads?

Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist and turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital

And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon at sundown

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