Light Skin Girl From London - Lyrics - Lenny Kravitz

Title: Light Skin Girl From London
Artist: Lenny Kravitz
Composer(s): Lenny Kravitz

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Lyric:
She's unique and complete
And with the dog will sleep
She loves to read, she drew her feet
And she drew Jesus too

Oh yeah
Light skin girl from London
Light skin girl from London

She understands
She'll read your hands
And take the future right outta your plans
She'll let you in, but she won't take you where she lives

Oh no, light skin girl from London
Light skin girl from London
Yeah, yeah, yeah

She's got style but all the while
She dances to the beat out of time
She often cries, and she can speak to you
Through her mind

Oh, no, no, no, no
Light skin girl from London
Light skin girl from London, yeah

Light skin girl from London
She's a light skin girl from London
She's a

She's a light skin girl from London
She's a light skin girl from London, yeah, yeah
She's a light skin girl from London, oh, yeah, yeah
She's a

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London Bridge - Lyrics - Dutchess - Fergie

Title: London Bridge
Album: Dutchess
Artist: Fergie
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Stacy Ferguson, Mike Hartnett, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
Oh snap!
Oh snap!
Oh snap!
(Are you ready for this?)
Oh snap!

Oh! It's me, Fergie
The pimp, Polow!
Fergie Ferg, what's up baby?
Come on!

When I come to the club, step aside
(Oh snap!)
Part the seas, don't be havin? me in the line
(Oh snap!)
V.I.P. ?cause you know I gotta shine
(Oh snap!)
I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time
(Oh snap!)

All my girls get down on the floor
(Oh snap!)
Back to back, drop it down real low
(Oh snap!)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a **
(Oh snap!)
?Cause you know I don't give a ****, so here we go!
(Oh snap!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

Drinks start pourin? and my speech start slurrin?
Everybody start lookin? real good
(Oh snap!)

That Grey Goose got your girl feelin? loose
Now I?m wishin? that I didn't wear these shoes
It's like e?ry time I get up on the dude
Paparazzi put my business in the news

And I'm like, ?Get up out my face!
(Oh snap!)
?Fore I turn around and spray your *** with mace!?
(Oh snap!)
My lips make you want to have a taste
(Oh snap!)
You got that? I got the bass
(Ooh!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

La, da da da da, doo doo doo doo
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie like em' long time, my girls support, right?

La, da da da da, doo doo doo doo
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie like em' long time, my girls support, right?

Another ATL Cali collabo
Fergie and Polow

When I come to the club, step aside
(Oh snap!)
Part the seas, don't be havin? me in the line
(Oh snap!)
V.I.P. ?cause you know I gotta shine
(Oh snap!)
I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time
(Oh snap!)

All my girls get down on the floor
(Oh snap!)
Back to back, drop it down real low
(Oh snap!)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a **
(Oh snap!)
?Cause you know I don't give a ****, so here we go!
(Oh snap!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

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London Bridge (Explicit) - Lyrics - Fergie

Title: London Bridge (Explicit)
Artist: Fergie
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Stacy Ferguson, Mike Hartnett, Sean Garrett

Lyric:
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
Oh shit!
(Are you ready for this?)
Oh shit!

Oh! It's me, Fergie
The pimp, Polow!
Fergie Ferg, what's up baby?
Come on!

When I come to the club step aside
(Oh shit!)
Part the seas, don't be havin? me in the line
(Oh shit!)
V.I.P. ?cause you know I gotta shine
(Oh shit!)
I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time
(Oh shit!)

All my girls get down on the floor
(Oh shit!)
Back to back, drop it down real low
(Oh shit!)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancin? like a ho
(Oh shit!)
?Cause you know I don't give a fuck, so here we go!
(Oh shit!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

Drinks start pourin? and my speech start slurrin?
Everybody start lookin? real good
(Oh shit!)

That Grey Goose got your girl feelin? loose
Now I?m wishin? that I didn't wear these shoes
It's like e?ry time I get up on a dude
Paparazzi put my business in the news

And I'm like, ?Get up out my face!
(Oh shit!)
?Fore I turn around and spray your ass with mace!?
(Oh shit!)
My lips make you want to have a taste
(Oh shit!)
You got that? I got the bass
(Ooh!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

La, da da da da, doo doo doo doo
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie like ?em long time, my girls support, right?

La, da da da da, doo doo doo doo
Me like a bullet type, you know they comin' right
Fergie like ?em long time, my girls support, right?

Another ATL Cali collabo
Fergie and Polow

When I come to the club step aside
(Oh shit!)
Part the seas, don't be havin? me in the line
(Oh shit!)
V.I.P. ?cause you know I gotta shine
(Oh shit!)
I'm Fergie Ferg and me love you long time
(Oh shit!)

All my girls get down on the floor
(Oh shit!)
Back to back, drop it down real low
(Oh shit!)
I'm such a lady but I'm dancin? like a ho
(Oh shit!)
?Cause you know I don't give a fuck, so here we go!
(Oh shit!)

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

How come every time you come around
My London London Bridge wanna go down like
London London London, wanna go down like
London London London, we goin? down like

Shittin? on the world
Fuck you bitches!

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Cherie - Lyrics - Billy Idol

Title: Cherie
Artist: Billy Idol
Composer(s): Brian Tichy, Billy Idol

Lyric:
Like the moon moves the tides
You influence my mind
Like the planets and the stars
Keep the rhythm to your time
Are you happy with him
Yes, I'll let you go

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

Like the alchemist
Who couldn't resist the devil's kiss
Base metal into gold
And the psychiatrist
Who's battling deep within his own soul
I was like them down the hole

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

All the memories of our life
Like Venice in the spring
New York City summers
Paris, London winters' chill

Girl, I love you
Girl, I love you so
Cherie, I love you
I was a fool to let you go

I love you so
Want you to know
I love you so

As the apples fall, the leaves turn
Make it to autumn's call
But you still know your way
Never be outdone at all
And if I falter, I see it in our child

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I can't let go

Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright
Girl, I need your sunshine to feel alright

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go

Girl, I love you
No, I won't let go
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so
Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

Girl, I love you
Cherie, I love you so

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I'M Just A Girl - Lyrics - Deana Carter

Title: I'M Just A Girl
Artist: Deana Carter
Composer(s): Deana Kay Carter, Billy Mann

Lyric:
I've traveled 'round this world in airplanes and in cars
I've tried exotic foods and smoked some fine cigars

I'm just a girl, an American girl, I'm just a girl
But I'm not an ordinary girl, I'm a Chevy girl

I've strolled down Paris streets, been lost in London fog
But all I really need are the fields of Arkansas

I'm just a girl, an American girl, I'm just a girl
But I'm not an ordinary girl

I need an old Corvette with the top down
And a backseat for my friends
I need baseball and apple pie to feel alive

Gimme a Coca Cola sundae
And a beach boy serenade
I need freedom to be all around the world
I'm a southern girl

I want an old porch swing under Montana skies
To hold a working man looking good in his old Levi's

I'm just a girl, an American girl
I'm just a girl but I'm not an ordinary girl

I need an old Corvette with the top down
And a backseat for my friends
I need baseball and apple pie to feel alive

Gimme a Coca Cola sundae
And a Beach Boy's serenade
I need freedom to be all around the world
I'm Daddy's girl

I've traveled 'round this world and I'm ready to go home

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Stop Jockin Me - Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc'S

Title: Stop Jockin Me
Artist: Ultramagnetic Mc'S
Composer(s): B Dinky, Patrick Miller, Trevor Randolph, Keith Matthew Thornton, William S Patterson, Maurice Smith, Cedric Miller, Timothy J Blair

Lyric:
Hello
Hey, hey woman, where was you at last night?

Ahh, yeah
Right about now we're gonna get into somethin' real smooth
This is the story about a man and a woman
The man tried to kick, the woman fronts
He gets large, now she wants
Let's look in on the story as this man's tellin' this girl, about herself
Yeah

See girl, you look stupid now
And I gotta tell you somethin' straight in your face
You played yourself like a big-time toy from Mattel
Tryin' to flaunt the little bit of what you got

Why don't you go on over there and let him diss you again?
See your girlfriend's laughin' and lookin' at me at the same time
But right now I'm gettin' ready to wash my hands
And get all the dirt off, yeah

Back in the days, see you never had the time
To come to my house, and let me tell you that I rhyme
You always made excuses, such as
"I'm sleepin' right now, call me back," no never mind
'Cuz you and your friends are very hard to find

Lisa, Pamela, Angela, Renee
The girls who shoplift, and steal everyday
Lookin' for Benz's, food and a hamburger
Just to connive and rob a brother for cheese

That ain't right, girl, in your fantasy world
I call you once, you never dialed back
Twice, you never dialed back
Saturday morning, live, I'm on Soul Train

Talkin' to Don Cornelius
Saturday night, my phone rings
Saturday night, I won't answer
Saturday night, my phone rings again
Saturday night, I don't answer

Finally, I cold screened the call, hello?
"Hello? Hey Keith, it's me, baby, I miss you
Where you been at all this time? Whatchu been doin'?
Hey, you think we can hang out tonight?
Y'know, we really gotta talk
You still workin' in the grocery store?" Please
Stop jockin' me, girl

Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me girl
(Slow down, you're clockin' me, baby)

Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me, girl
(Yeah, you're jockin me, baby)

Ha ha ha hah
Here we have the same scenario, but different people
We have a young man who's been followed by a secret admirer
She too once fronted on the rap
Let's look in on his story and see what happens

Uh, uh, baby, you know what? You really need to check yourself
Yo, I find this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century
And y'know you still practicin' these primitive tactics
Y'know jockin a brother when he gets large
Check yourself, baby
Let me step over here and do my thing like this

Yo, B-boy comrades, this girl she keeps jockin me
Regardless what I say, she's constantly clockin' me
Houndin' me like a pest, callin' like she's obsessed
I tell her she'll never get me but she'll never let

The situation rest for a day or two
We're goin' on tour, Trev said, "I'll bet she'll follow you"
And boy, was he right, I know you're probably wonderin'
This girl like a groupie followed me into London

Show for show, state to state, night after night
Hotel to hotel, and even the airports
She tried to play me close
Now could you believe, she tried to play high-post

At one time, before I made a record
She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to check it
She turned on the video, show on the TV
She couldn't believe it was me on the big screen

Performin' the hit, yeah, the record was kickin' brother
From that day on, the girl, tried to smother me
Like a blanket, but I wasn't havin' it
I wasn't a grocery, and she wasn't baggin' it
So I took my time, looked her in the eye
And said, "Stop jockin me, girl"

Stop jockin me, girl, you're daily jockin me
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me girl, ahh girl, you're a hooker
(You're jockin me, baby)

Stop jockin me, girl, girl, I can't, get with you
(You're jockin me, baby)
Stop jockin me, girl
(You're jockin me, baby)
Said won't ya get away from me

So there you have it, typical situation of jockin
First you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin' about jockin' somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you will get dissed
Peace out

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Hey Young London - Lyrics - Deep Sea Skiving - Bananarama

Title: Hey Young London
Album: Deep Sea Skiving
Artist: Bananarama
Composer(s): Sarah Elizabeth Dallin, Barry Blue, Keren Jane Woodward, Stan Shaw, Siobhan Maire Deir Fahey

Lyric:
Hey, young London, you're looking good
Dressing up like you know you should
Hey, young London, you're the brightest star
So you ride about got to get that far

Well, I've read your face and seen your place
And you'll let me in if I share your tastes
You know the night spots if you wanna stay hip
Have you flown to Paris, hope you have a good trip

We don't care
You know that we don't care
We don't care
D'you know that we wear flares

Hey, young London, you're looking good
The lights are less well that's understood
Hey, young London, take your time and go
The girls are young but they act so old

You're headin' for the same pub each night
Girls in the corner, boys looking for a fight
Even he might rock each others self control
When you get engaged you know you've reached your goal

We don't care
You know that we don't care
We don't care
D'you know that we wear flares

Hey, young London, you're looking good
You got the money you can choose your moods
Hey, young London, you're a bright young thing
Your private houses are a public thing

She's so afraid, she sees a dead still light
And her dress is see-through and his pants on tight
With his girl at his side, he doesn't need his breaks
And a smile on his face for all the risks he takes

Hey, young London, you're looking good
Dressing up like you know you should
Hey, young London, you're the brightest star
So you ride about got to get that far

Hey, young London, you're looking good
The lights are less well that's understood
Hey, young London, take your time and go
The girls are young but they act so old
Hey, young London, you're looking good

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Girl On The Side - Lyrics - Braxtons

Title: Girl On The Side
Artist: Braxtons
Composer(s): London Jones, Traci Braxton, Sean Kirk Hall, Christopher A Stewart

Lyric:
I had my suspicions baby
I didn't say nothing 'cause I be trippin' right
I put all my trust in you
The ears you used to kiss don't hear you anymore

How could you be getting around me
Getting around me
Why'd you have to play me like that baby
That's all I want to know, you tell me

And why were you getting around on me
Sleeping around on me
I would never do you like that baby
And I'm the last to know

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

You know how much I love you baby
You'll never find a girl
Who gives you more than me
You threw away the best of times

When you strayed away and left me lonely
'Cause I was not your one and only
Didn't I please you like you wanted
How could you be untrue and throw it all away

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

There ain't gon' be no coming around my door
You can stay right where you are
Because you'll never get my love anymore

How could you be getting around me
Getting around me
Why'd you have to play me like that baby
That's all I want to know, you tell me

And why were you getting around on me
Sleeping around on me
I would never do you like that baby
And I'm the last to know

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

Now everybody knows
That you have a girl on the side
Now everybody knows, yeah
That you're not doing me right
Why'd you have to be the kind that won't love faithfully
I don't want no man with a girl on the side

How could you be getting around me
How could you be getting around me

Now everybody knows you, girl
I don't want your love, I don't need your love
I will be fine, I won't spend my time
Alone, alone, alone, alone I won't be alone

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Once In A Lifetime, Girl - Lyrics - Steve Perry

Title: Once In A Lifetime, Girl
Artist: Steve Perry
Composer(s): Bill Cuomo, Steve Perry, Bill Quomo, Randy Goodrum, Randy Jackson, Larrie London, Rick Nowels, Michael Landau

Lyric:
I understand

Did I tell you when?
Did I tell you how?
You turn my world
I'm gonna tell you now

You took my heart
You gave me yours
A love for me
I never felt before

You're my baby, baby
Oh baby, baby

Do you wanna go?
Do you wanna hear?
Do you wanna stay?
I love you, dear

So I ain't good at lying
I wouldn't lie to you
Believe me, baby
Should know it's true

I wanna keep you
Near by me, ohh
So everyone can see

That you're my baby, baby
Ohh, baby, baby, oh

Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl

Hold onto me, babe
Just like you are
Hold onto me tight
I might stumble and fall

Your love was so hard to endure
Don't need no doctor
Giving me no cure

Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl

I understand
Now, I understand
I understand

Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl
Once in a lifetime, girl

Baby, so come on
Let's do it again
More than a lover
You're more than a friend

Baby, I'm always
Wherever you are
Don't hide your feelings
Don't wander too far

Baby, so come on
Let's do it again
More than a lover
More than a friend

Baby, I'm always
Wherever you are
Don't hide your feelings
You'll wander too far

Baby, so come on
Let's do it again

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Corozon De Oro - Lyrics - Nofx

Title: Corozon De Oro
Artist: Nofx
Composer(s): Timothy Ross Armstrong

Lyric:
It's over before it starts, oh, don't you know
So on your marks, stand by, ready, go
From London to New York, Montreal to Tokyo
I see visions of her, everywhere I go

What have I become? Now that I'm alone

Well, I'm just looking for a way to break on through these walls
And I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home
And has anybody out there got a soul?
'Cause I'm just lookin' for the girl, the girl with a heart of gold

She only dreams the one's that count with her
Her champagne tastes, she goes
Straight down the rat hole with her total recklessness
And the tomorrow will come on through
And I got nothing but a battered mentor
Nothing but a silhouette girl mentored in darkness, I sing

What have I become? Now that I'm alone

Well, I'm just looking for a way to break on through these walls
And I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home
And has anybody out there, got a soul?
'Cause I'm just looking for the girl, the girl with a heart of gold
I said, I'm just looking for the girl, the girl with a heart of gold

Yeah and I'm in the corner, I start over
Let's start the whole slate clean, yeah
All the pain and heartache in all my years, I was always to blame
And I dream of this girl, yeah an intelligent ghost
A [inaudible] chick to my neighborhood

I'm a downtown chamber in the front line
Oh, don't let me be misunderstood
Oh, I'm a downtown member in the front line
Eh, don't let me be misunderstood

Heart of gold

Well, I'm just looking for a way to break on through these walls
And I'm just looking for a place that I can call my home
And has anybody out there, got a soul?
'Cause I'm just looking for the girl, the girl with a heart of gold
I said, I'm just looking for the girl, the girl with a heart of gold

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Mexican Girl - Lyrics - Good 2 Go - Elephant Man

Title: Mexican Girl
Album: Good 2 Go
Artist: Elephant Man
Composer(s): Paul Crossdale, P Howell, O'Neil Bryan, Trevor James

Lyric:
El hombre senorita tenorita
Ladies, I am here to tell a story
About a lady I met in Mexico, this is my story
Cross in the bottle, you wish to listen
Of El Paso eating a taco, she's been girlfriend, listen

She say I?m a vato, gangsta live is my mato
From the day that I spot tou I know that I got tou
Playing my banjo me and my hombre named Poncho
I would like to get some of your ellegro gato

Who is that stranger coming in from Santiago?
Leaving his mark on the girl on the were like carro
She is my Mexican girl for the ladies senorita
She is my Mexican girl, a hombre, listen it's not finished

She say I?m a playa, she don?t want no straya
My sweet senorita my tia Mira
I not a heart-breaka, I am a love maka
I?m not from Mexico, I am from Jamaica

Who is that stranger coming in from Santiago?
Leaving his mark on the girl on the were like carro
She is my Mexican girl, shizzle, dedicate this for all the ladies all over
She is my Mexican girl, ladies shizzle

Every night by my bedside, I pray for the Westside
Including the desert although it?s the dead side
This Mexican woman deserves a good man
To give her affection and know satisfaction

Who is that stranger coming in from Santiago?
Leaving his mark on the girl on the were like carro
She is my Mexican girl, ladies all over shizzle
She is my Mexican girl, shizzle a hombre

Dedicate this for the ladies
Mexico, the Westside, Eastside, New York, London
How could I forget about Jamaica?

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M.U.R.D.E.R - Lyrics - My Own Way - Jay Sean

Title: M.U.R.D.E.R
Album: My Own Way
Artist: Jay Sean
Composer(s): Jared Lincoln Cotter, Robert W Larow, Thara Natalie, Jay Sean, Edwin Serano, Jeremy David Skaller

Lyric:
New York to London
We're International, baby
Thara, Jay Sean
Thara, reserved, Jay Sean, reserved
We got a banger, let's club

M U R D E R, you are
Girl, you're murder
Boy, you're murder
M U R D E R, you are
Girl, you're murder
Boy, you're murder

That girl is murder, she's a 187
Her looks are her weapon
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
That boy is murder, he's a 187
No other man can step to him
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh

Yo, oh, there's this girl I know, she's so incredible
Talking that type that make a man wanna sell his soul
Treat her just like a queen, make you give up everything
This girl is murdering me

Step one, erase all the girls on my phone
Two, give up everything that I own
Three, don't even see my boys no more
No, no, no, no, no

Four, got me doing dishes with my apron on
Five, sending mixtapes with my favorite songs
Six, somebody tell me what's goin' on
Man, I don't know

That girl is murder, she's a 187
Her looks are her weapon
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
That boy is murder, he's a 187
No other man can step to him
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh

M U R D E R, you are
Girl, you're murder
Boy, you're murder
No, no, no, no, no

He's the reason that I'm in this place
That I swore I'd never be
And the way that I'm acting 'round
My girls hittin' on me

Now I don't care what my daddy said
And that's what's killing me
Even though, there just tryna save me
But I don't need that anymore

That girl is murder, she's a 187
Her looks are her weapon
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
That boy is murder, he's a 187
No other man can step to him
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh

Boy, I don't know, this is unusual
How you got me chasing you
Not keeping my average but the chemistry's automatic
Slowly I'm losing myself but I don't want no help
We're meant to be with murderers

That girl is murder, she's a 187
Her looks are her weapon
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh
That boy is murder, he's a 187
No other man can step to him
Eh, oh, eh, oh, eh, oh

M U R D E R, you are
Baby girl, you're murder
Boy, you're murder
Baby don't you know you're
M U R D E R, you are
Girl, you're murder
Boy, you're murder

You should really know you're
And I don't know why I put up with you
'Cause you're murder, baby
You're murder, baby
'Cause you're murder, lady
Oh, you're murder boy, yeah
Murder, murder, that's what you are

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Rich Girl - Lyrics - Love, Angel, Music, Baby - Gwen Stefani

Title: Rich Girl
Album: Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Artist: Gwen Stefani
Composer(s): Mark Batson, Jerry Bock, Kara Dioguardi, Michael Elizondo, Sheldon Harnick, Eve Jeffers, C. Kreviazuk, Gwen Stefani, Andre Young

Lyric:
Na na na na, na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

If I was a rich girl, na na, na na, na na, na na na na, na na, na na na
See, I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl

Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown

No, I wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class to
My fancy house in London town

All the riches, baby, won't mean anything
All the riches, baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches, baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby, your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

If I was rich girl, na na, na na, na na, na na na na, na na, na na na
See, I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl

I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me, and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby, hurry up and come and save me

All the riches, baby, won't mean anything
All the riches, baby, won't bring what your love can bring
All the riches, baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby, your lovin' is better than gold, and I know

Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What? It's all love, what? Give it up
What? Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter
Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter, what?

Come together all over the world
From the hoods of Japan, Harajuku girls
What? It's all love, what? Give it up
What? Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter
Shouldn't matter, shouldn't matter

What happened to my life? Turned upside down
Chicks that blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
Original track and ting, mmm
You know you can't buy these things, no

See Stefani and her L.A.M.B.
I rock the fetish, people, you know who I am
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked, I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
Now we ain't gettin' nothin' but love

If I was rich girl, na na, na na, na na, na na na na, na na, na na na
See, I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
'Cause I'd have all the money in the world if I was a wealthy girl

Na na na na, na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

Na na na na, na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

Na na na na, na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na, na na na, na na

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Perfect World - Lyrics - Roger Daltrey

Title: Perfect World
Artist: Roger Daltrey
Composer(s): Gerard Mcmahon

Lyric:
White girl, in a perfect world
You?d trust in your lover
Will boys ever be boys again

Blond boy, in a perfect world you?d know if
You loved her
Will girls ever be girls again

Black boy, in a perfect world there?d
Be understanding
Still you?re perfect ?cause you love your girl

Black girl, in a perfect world there?d
Be no demanding
Still you?re perfect ?cause you love your man

It don?t make no difference
Boys of London, girls of Memphis
We are all a revolution in this jaded institution

In the New York times
To the L. A. coast
They go bump to bump

In the perfect world
For the perfect boy and the perfect girl
They go bump to bump in the perfect world

Black girl, in a perfect world you?d know
That I love ya
And everyone would understand

White boy, in a perfect world you?d
Need no protection
And love would still be something in heart

White girl, in a perfect world there?d
Be understanding
And boys would be boys again

Black girl, in a perfect world you?d know
That I love ya
And everyone would understand

It don?t make no difference
Boys of London, girls of Memphis
We are all a revolution in this jaded institution

In the New York times
To the L. A. coast
They go bump to bump

In the perfect world
For the perfect boy and the perfect girl
They go bump to bump in the perfect world

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London'S Brilliant Parade - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: London'S Brilliant Parade
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Declan Patrick Mcmanus

Lyric:
Outside my window not long before sleep arrives
They come with their sirens and they sweep away all the boys
Busy draining the joy from their lives
They never said their prayers out loud

And while I'm dreaming there's a passing motor car
That broadcasts a popular song
And a girl appears to be saying
"Do you think that I'm going to go far?"

Just look at me I'm having the time
Of my life or something quite like it
When I'm walking out and about
In London's brilliant parade

She's one of those girls that you just can't place
You feel guilty desiring such an innocent face
But of course they knew that when they cast her
Along with the red Route master

And the film takes place in an MGB
And a perfect re-creation of 'The Speakeasy'
Everybody looks happy and twisted
Though she probably never existed

For old times sake
Don't let me awake

I wouldn't want you to walk across
Hungerford Bridge especially at twilight
Looking through the bolts and the girders
Into the water below, you'll never find your answer there

They sounded the all-clear in the occidental bazaar
They used to call Oxford Street
Now the bankrupt souls in the city
Are finally tasting defeat

Don't look at me I'm having the time
Of my life or something quite like it
When I'm walking out and about
In London's brilliant parade
When I'm walking out and about
In London's brilliant parade

From the gates of St. Mary's, there were horses in Olympia
And a trolley bus in Fulham Broadway
The lions and the tigers in Regents Park
Couldn't pay their way and now they're not the only ones

At the Hammersmith Palais
In Kensington and Camden Town
There's a part that I used to play
The lovely Diorama is really part of the drama, I'd say

Just look at me I'm having the time
Of my life or something quite like it
When I'm walking out and about
In London's brilliant parade

Just look at me I'm having the time
Of my life or something quite like it
When I'm walking out and about
In London's brilliant parade

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Know My Name - Lyrics - Walk With Me - Jamelia

Title: Know My Name
Album: Walk With Me
Artist: Jamelia
Composer(s): Jamelia Davis, Karen Ann Poole, Carsten Schack, Peter Biker

Lyric:
It was the hottest day in summer of the London town
I was dressed to impress, you know how I gets down
Every guy that I passed looked at my ass like, "Whoa"
And this one in particular couldn't hold it down, he said

?Hi, do you wanna go for a ride?
I got it all, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you?
I said, ?You're promising the world
Thinking better make me your girl
But if promises are comfort to a bull
And you don't know my name?

Is it some guys are idiots?
Think their dumb lines are getting me
Ladies if you're with me, let 'em know
They gotta up their game

You better brush up your etiquette
A girl like me, you'll never get
Think you're gonna win it but you wont
Don't even know my name

Now me and my girls are ringing at the hottest bar
And their ain't no doubt, it going on is what we got
Now this boy slides over here like he's on roller skates
Puts his lips to my ear, one hand around my waist, he says

?Girl, I wanna make you my world
And all I have, I give it to you, I give it to you
And I say, ?Baby boy, you failed
Tonight you made no sale
'Cause my promises are comfort to a bull
And you don't know my name

Is it some guys are idiots?
Think their dumb lines are getting me
Ladies if you're with me, let 'em know
They gotta up their game

You better brush up your etiquette
A girl like me, you'll never get
Think you're gonna win it but you wont
Don't even know my name

Don't wanna be too hard on you fellas, fellas, fellas
I just wanna teach you a lesson
Don't need to know what you're sittin' on, no I don't need to
All you gotta do is get to know my name

Is it some guys are idiots?
Think their dumb lines are getting me
Ladies if you're with me, let 'em know
They gotta up their game

You better brush up your etiquette
A girl like me, you'll never get
Think you're gonna win it but you wont
Don't even know my name

Is it some guys are idiots?
Think their dumb lines are getting me
Ladies if you're with me, let 'em know
They gotta up their game

You better brush up your etiquette
A girl like me, you'll never get
Think you're gonna win it but you wont
Don't even know my name

Ladies if you're with me, let 'em know
They gotta up their game

You better brush up your etiquette
A girl like me, you'll never get
Think you're gonna win it but you wont
Don't even know my name

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London Girl - Lyrics - Jam

Title: London Girl
Artist: Jam
Composer(s): Paul John Weller

Lyric:
Do you know what you're looking for?
Streets of gold, fame and fortune?
You didn't fancy working in a factory
But your mum and dad didn't agree

You slept on Waterloo station at first
But now you've moved to a posher squat
You wonder where your next meal will come from
Still it's better than living at home

You're looking tired 'cause it's been three weeks
Since you changed your clothes or washed your feet
But you're learning fast all the time
How to cadge cigarettes and pills

I don't condemn what you done
I know what it is to be young
You're only searching for today
To see the answers about yesterday

And I hope you find

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International Hustler - Lyrics - Freeway

Title: International Hustler
Artist: Freeway
Composer(s): Eriberto Serrano, Leslie Pridgen, K Roberts

Lyric:
Now I go from overseas, back to the block
Freeway, motherfucker, from the the, the Roc
Any day you wanna see my get shot of your strip
Everybody wanna be me, get paid off the block flip

Scripts move and paid off the rappin'
I'm makin' some things happen
You make an attempt to see me then it's clip boom
I'm makin' some things matchin'
I'm froze, stuffy nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahh

Choo, Free sneeze on you faggots
Here the clip drop, reload the semi-automatic
Get popped, then we seize keys like traffic
Box whip, locksmith, move keys through traffic

I'm like Boston, George and Blow
Philadelphia Freeway keep yay from blocks of soap
And y'all local, we international
Grip rounds every time I hit towns

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman
And I, pull dimes every time I hit man

Since I'ma little ludicrous international post dude
And I, post up where you can't get man
Make hits with Jigga man, gotta respect dude
Much respect due, disrespect? You tek food

Feed you to the bullets in front of your steps
Pull it in front of your pets
Brains in their bowl, you pet food
Meanwhile I'm tryin' to make MJ moves
Which one? either I fool

Jordan or Jackson but until I get the fortune I'm snappin'
Snatchin', I'll show you how the meat eyes do
Give up weight, when you show 'em what them heaters do
Nigga wait, don't be that rude

You can take weight from anybody
If he think that he that dude
Roc-A-Fella nigga, we that crew
Shake niggas, And 1mixtape niggas, we got moves

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And the flows sick damn, man
It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl, niggas
That's why I bring pounds around you girl, niggas
'Case I gotta cock it back and clap on motherfucka, what?
Don't need a pound to sound you girl, niggas

But the pound's loud sound'll drown you mothafucka's ears
Yeah, it's Freeway young scarpper
Say my name wrong, I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair
Yeah, it's the flow of the decade
Studio, backwoods, 'dro and the Pepsi do it the best way
I was thirteen, cockin' the tek back, look how the tek spray

Now I dribble down, V-A motherfucka
For schizlle you'll see Free my nizzle
Oh, yeah, don't forget the Way motherfucka
Any stupid motherfucka in my way gettin' crippled

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'
On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

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Things You Do - Lyrics - Loon - Loon

Title: Things You Do
Album: Loon
Artist: Loon
Composer(s): M Winans, F Griffin, Aaron Hall, C Hawkins, E Riley, H Pierre, T Gatling

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Lyric:
Ah, hey, baby, ah
I like, hey, hey, I like
Oh, I like ya baby, I like
Ah, hey, baby, I like, yea

Check it out
There was a reason I like you
And there's a reason I wifed you
'Cuz I never seen nothin' like you
So sweet, my team even like you
There's no limit to the things that I might do

And that's why you stay in the finest
Everything major, never in the minors
We dine on yachts, far from them diners
I'm by your side far from behind ya

And I ain't gotta buy cars to remind ya
Gas you up and put your heart in the grinder
You don't know what you mean to me, girl
'Cuz you more like a queen to me

And I want you to cling to me
'Cuz you came here, you changed my scenery
It was just like a dream to me, that's what it seemed to be
You need a ring, it not a thing to me

I like the things you do to me
I like, it brings out ecstasy
I like, you really turn me on
I like, I like the way
The feelings good things from you

Girl, you are my lover
When I'm with you, there is no other
A spell you got me under
Please don't you leave
I'm on my hands and knees

And now I'm back by popular demand
Rocks is in your hand, so let 'em know, girl, you gotta man
Even though you know I got a lot of fans
See me in the club with the bottles in my hand

Models on the side tryin' to holla if they can
Get a nigga home, try to swallow if they can
But you know they can't holla at your man
I'm focused so they can't bother without plans

White sand, we done, did that
London, did that, Sandrope, we done, did that
Went to Sydney and dropped dough
Trips to Morocco, Paris popped more, we did that

So ain't nothin' else left to do
But spend the rest of my life and invest in you
I know them haters be testin' you
But don't let nobody stress you, boo
You know they like that

I like the things you do to me
I like, it brings out ecstasy
I like, you really turn me on
I like, I like the way
The feelings good things from you, girl

Aeyo, now that we made our bond
It might sound crazy, ma, but it's time to get our baby on
It's time to get a life together
'Cuz you gon be my wife forever

'Cuz I made up my mind, it's crazy at times
Visions of you and a baby of mine
Half the hassle, livin' in half a castle
There's no way to act or pass you

I'm blessed to have you, pain that I loved done last through
Can't nothin in the world surpass you
I have to ask you, please be my only girl
I can't breathe in this lonely world

'Cuz I'm often hounded, concerts surrounded
By chicks that think Loon is astounding
But without you, ma, Loon won't be grounded
Loon would be runnin' round clownin'

I like the things you do to me
I like, it brings out ecstasy
I like, you really turn me on
I like, I like the way the feelings good things from you, girl

I like the way you wear your hair
I like the stylish clothes you wear
Way you kiss me I feel warm
Give me all your lovin' all night long

I like the things you do to me
I like, it brings out ecstasy
I like, you really turn me on
I like, I like the way

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Every Little Bit Of My Heart - Lyrics - Az Yet

Title: Every Little Bit Of My Heart
Artist: Az Yet
Composer(s): Keith Andes, Kenny Edmonds, Marc Nelson, Bryce Wilson

Lyric:
Girl, I always think about it 24/7
Can't get it outta my mind
I want so bad to be with you

Baby, when I dream about it
It feels like heaven
Why you gotta be so fine?
I want so bad to be in you

I'm longing, girl, to tell you
'Bout the visions in my head
You never will be lonely
Long as roses are red

You should never worry
My intentions, they are true
The only thing that matters is you

'Cause I love you, and I want you
And I can't be without
I swear there's no doubt

That I need you, I adore you
Every inch, every part
With every little bit of my heart

Baby, I can think of 'bout a million reasons
Why you gotta be with me
My lovin' flows like endlessly

Baby, we can go about a zillion places
What's your fantasy?
Just ask and girl, you shall receive

I want so much to tell you
Girl, you'll never hurt again
Long as London Bridge keeps falling
Girl, just know I got your back

Girl, there's no rhyme, no reason
'Bout the way I feel for you
The only thing that matters is you

'Cause I love you, and I want you
And I can't be without you
I swear there's no doubt

That I need you, I adore you
Every inch, every part
With every little bit of my heart

'Cause I fell in love the day, baby
You came into my life
I've never been in love
So in love, so in love, so amazing
Changing everything I think about
And I don't want nobody else to have you

'Cause I love you, and I want you
And I can't be without
I swear there's no doubt

That I need you, I adore you
Every inch, every part
With every little bit of my heart

'Cause I love you, and I want you
And I can't be without
I swear there's no doubt

That I need you, I adore you
Every inch, every part
With every little bit of my heart

'Cause I love you, and I want you
And I can't be without
I swear there's no doubt

That I need you, I adore you
Every inch, every part
With every little bit

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