Lady Sings The Blues - Lyrics - Billie Holiday

Title: Lady Sings The Blues
Artist: Billie Holiday
Composer(s): Herbie Nichols, Billie Holiday

Lyric:
Lady sings the blues
She's got 'em bad, she feels so sad
Wants the world to know
Just what the blues is all about

Lady sings the blues
She tells her side, nothing to hide
Now the world will know
Just what the blues is all about

The blues ain't nothin' but a pain in your heart
When you get a bad start, you and your man have to part
I ain't gonna just sit around and cry
And now I know, I won't die 'cause I love him

Lady sings the blues
She's got 'em bad, she feels so sad
But now the world will know
She's never gonna sing 'em no more, no more

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Rockaria! - Lyrics - Electric Light Orchestra

Title: Rockaria!
Artist: Electric Light Orchestra
Composer(s): Jeff Lynne

Lyric:
Just got back from the downtown palais
Where the music was so sweet
Knocked me right back in the alley
I'm ready, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm ready
Oh, oh, oh, I'm ready and I'm really gonna rock tonight

Sweet little lady sings like a songbird
And she sings the opera like you ain't never heard
But she ain't ready
No, no, no, she ain't ready
No, no, no, she ain't ready
And she ain't gonna rock and roll

She's sweet on Wagner
I think she'd die for Beethoven
She loves the way Puccini lays down a tune
And Verdi's always creeping from her room

Come on, I'll show you how to sing the blues
Now baby, come on over you got nothin' to lose
Are you ready, hey, hey, hey are you ready?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, are you ready?
I wanna show you how to rock and roll

Now listen here baby she said to me
"Just meet me at the opera house at a quarter to three
'Cause I'm ready, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm ready
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm ready
I'm gonna show you how to sing the blues"

She's sweet on Wagner
I think she'd die for Beethoven
She loves the way Puccini lays down a tune
And Verdi's always creeping from her room
Far, far away the music is playing

Well, we were reelin' and a rockin' all through the night
Yeah, we were rockin' at the opera house until the break of light
And the orchestra were playin' all Chuck Berry's greatest tunes
And the singers in the chorus all got off on singing blues

And as the night grew older everybody was as one
The people on the streets came runnin' in to join in song
Just to hear the opera singer singin' rock and roll so pure
I thought I saw the mayor there but I wasn't really sure, but it's alright

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Money (Dollar Bill) - Lyrics - Whitey Ford Sings The Blues - Everlast

Title: Money (Dollar Bill)
Album: Whitey Ford Sings The Blues
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): Glen Le Fleur,Russell Simmons, Jimmy Spicer, Mike Vernon, Pete Wingfield, Delisle Harper, Joe Jammen

Lyric:
Dollar, dollar bills
Dotes, marks, franks, yens and pounds
I rock the chopped up sounds from devinger dounds
Out the Ford Rover, up top in the boogie
I be loyal to my peps just like pooh to stud doogie
Never bearer bad news, paying crazy dues

I'm blowing out crews and taming mad shrews
Like Bill Shakespeare, the fakes will disappear
The flavor in your ear is strong like everclear
200 proofs will put the match to the roof
And set this bitch on fire, get rich to empire
About to strike back if you rock the mic whack
And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's like that

Money, money y'all
It be the root of all evil
Money, money y'all
It makes you popular with people

I go back to the '80's like, "Three times a lady"
When it was pussy for free and crack for currency
It just occurred to me, it's time for surgery
I remove emcees like tumors
The lies and the rumors got me thinking of this dove

About time made social club
Yo, word to my mama, I'm high off the trauma
Whitey Ford gets deeper than a subway train
And I serve lazy fools like fast food chains
All pain no gain makes the brain insane
Life in the fast lane deflates the cash gain

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Everlast, it takes money
(To get that fly ass hoe)
It takes money
(To see me rock a live show)
It takes money
(To get that last bag of smoke 'cuz [unverified])
Hey, I'm about to gee off just like my name was Edo
Black kids call me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito
White kids call me king of this B-boy thing

If it's broke than he fix it, if it's wack the mix it
Can't none of you emcees ever fuck with these
You be crazy on my dick like some porno chick
For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no second guessing
Can't heed the lesson, subtraction, addition
The war for submission, ain't no debate

Won't stop until I've eaten off a platinum plate
I want stocks and bonds, plus the real estate
I want the iron gates and low interest rates
Plus a fly little spot to bring all my dates
A little stash of cash to put inside the safe
When times get lean, y'all know what I mean

(Money, money y'all)
Some be calling it cream
(Money, money y'all)
Some be calling it feti
(Money, money y'all)
But once I get it I'm jeti

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all
Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill y'all

I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings
I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things
I want stacks of fat chips so I can take long trips
I want to sail the Bahamas on my own cruise ships
I want acres of land, I want papers in hand
I want stocks and bonds, all pros, no cons
Hey, if it smells funny then pack it up honey
I want the money y'all, I need the money y'all

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Grandest Lady Of Them All - Lyrics - Conway Twitty

Title: Grandest Lady Of Them All
Artist: Conway Twitty
Composer(s): B Morrison, M Mcdaniel

Lyric:
She's never in the spotlights
But everybody knows
That she's the star

And once she shines upon you
She'll make you truly proud
Of where you are

She'll wipe away the pain of all
The dues you had to pay
When the curtain to her world
Starts to unfold

With mother tender hand
She will applaud
And feed the hunger in your soul

And she's known as the Grand Ole Opry
Where the legend come to call
She's the queen of country music
She's the grandest lady of them all

She sings of desperado's
And lonesome whistle love
And midnight train

And the coal mines of Kentucky
And how it feels
To be out in the rain

She sings of Texas cowboys
Of hobos and of heroes
And the loneliness
Up where and prison blues

But most of all she sings about
The common people
Just like me and you

And she's known as the Grand Ole Opry
Where the legend come to call
She's the queen of country music
She's the grandest lady of them all

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Pimp Life - Lyrics - Too $Hort

Title: Pimp Life
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): B Freeman, C Gipp, S Jordan, Todd Shaw, D Copeland

Lyric:
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz

Niggaz trippin' and for what?
Why must he think he 'posed to change her
When she'll give the pussy up, even to a total stranger?
And, I'm just one of 'em, you can't trust none of them
They'll say they love you while they wipin' your cum on them

Then they'll run and tell her friends how she found another sucker
To pay a fee for pussy but not me, motherfuckah
I move quick with my pool stick, slicker than Willie
Slicker than Kelly, slicker than KY Jelly

But really this dick has got me in a lot of trouble recently
I bend 'em and go in 'em and don't even have the decency
To call her, my balls have been leaked of most of their fluids
I used to put the rubber on and skeet straight through it

And it seems, that I always keep my pipe in these hoes
Keep my mic at these shows, 'cause that's the life that I chose
Pimp life, I chose to live the pimp life

Come talk a walk up in my shoes, pay a couple of my dues
Roll my boulevard on trues, while your lady sings the blues
Got everythang to lose, not a damn thang to gain
I be tryin' to cross the line but with that I gotta bring the pain

Now I tried to compromise, see the other side of the story
But that's easier said that done
When it comes to your pride and your glory
I'm a pimp with a glide in my worries, limp pimp I'ma step when I wreck
But my armor's on at all times, 'cause I gots me a rep to protect

Now I mights be known for this and maybe recognized for that
But they be high beamin' me and I be like where my visors at?
Nowadays I'm a wiser cat, after what I been through I better be
Back then I woulda broke ya broad, nowadays I just let her be

'Cause through seconds, minutes, hours, days
Weeks, months and years
Man I reckon that it's power fuckin' freaks, blunts and beers
That ain't what I'm supposed to be, pimp life that's the life I chose for me

I be stickin' this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz trippin', I chose to live the pimp life

Yeah I have menage-a-trois with superstars, one night stands, quickies
Booty calls, it ain't nuttin for her to just stick around here and lick me
'Cause I run through broads and never get enough, maybe I'm too selfish
But I can't help it, can't stay witchu girl
'Cause I can't tell if it's official or just another ritual

It's hard for me to find a wife, it's nothin' for me to get a hoe
I know it sounds pitiful, sometimes I'm blessed, sometimes I'm cursed
If it's supposed to be the best then tell me, what's the worst?
I'll be a PFL 'til I'm a old nigga

'Cause I never spend my life with groupies or gold diggers
I see these bitches now, shake it naked tryin' to make it
If you spendin' all his money, take it bitch, you can't fake it
When it's real, I'm cappin' like the snub-nosed, they pay me

I love hoes, never go home when the club close
I do shows, ride new vogues and keep two hoes
I'm all about this money girl, that's why I chose
To live the pimp life, pimp life, I chose to live this life
Pimp life, pimp life, I chose to live the pimp life

People ask me question 'bout this
People ask me question 'bout that, say what?
I'm a handsome John motherfucker
Independent of the nasty ass cuts

Young Gipp, still around the corner in the hood
Gipp, still runnin' down in the wood, Gipp, still ridin' out like vogues
Gipp, still cruise hundred spokes, straight from the 80's ladies
Grew up in nuttin' but dem Grady babies

Pimpin' the game since ninety-six
Can't sell a big ol' pimp no box of bricks
Gipp put it down for the A-Town to the Bay to the Oakland foothill strip
Too Short, Bun B, Devin and Big Gipp, yo we all some pimps
Gettin' money out the sexual industries
At the same, tryin' to get our slice
Never lookin' back twice, livin' in the pimp life

Pimp life, I be stickin' this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
I chose to live the

Pimp life
Pimp life
Pimp life
...

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Strange Fruit - Lyrics - Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues - Diana Ross

Title: Strange Fruit
Album: Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues
Artist: Diana Ross
Composer(s): Lewis Allan, Maurice Pearl, Dwayne P. Wiggins

Lyric:
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is the fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop

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Little Girl Blue - Lyrics - Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues - Diana Ross

Title: Little Girl Blue
Album: Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues
Artist: Diana Ross
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart

Lyric:
When I was very young
The world was younger than I
As merry as a carousel

The circustent was strong
With every star in the sky
Above the ring, I loved so well

Now the young world has grown old
Gone are the tinsel and gold

Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do?
Oh girl, you're through
All you can count on are your fingers
Unlucky, little girl blue

Sit there and count the raindrops falling on you
It's time you knew
All you can count on are the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue

No use, oh girl
You may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?

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Mean To Me - Lyrics - Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues - Diana Ross

Title: Mean To Me
Album: Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues
Artist: Diana Ross
Composer(s): Roy Turk, Fred E. Ahlert

Lyric:
You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, honey it seems to me
You love to see me crying

I don't know why I stay home
Each night when you left all alone
Singing the blues and crying

You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever you're
Mean to

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What A Little Moonlight Can Do - Lyrics - Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues - Diana Ross

Title: What A Little Moonlight Can Do
Album: Stolen Moments: The Lady Sings Jazz & Blues
Artist: Diana Ross
Composer(s): Harry Woods

Lyric:
Ooh, what a little moonlight can do
Ooh, what a little moonlight can do to you

You're in love, your hearts a flutter
And all day long you only stutter
'Cause your poor tongue
Just won't utter the words I love you

Ooh, what a little moonlight can do, wait a while
Till the little moonbeams comes peeking through
You get bold, you can't resist him and all you say
When you kissed him is ooh, what a little moonlight can do

What a little moonlight can do, wait a while
Till the little moonbeams comes peeking through
You get bold, can't resist him and all you say
When you kissed him is ooh, what a little moonlight can do

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