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Thursday, August 12, 2010

She'S Dynamite - Lyrics - King of the Blues - B.B. King

Title: She'S Dynamite
Album: King of the Blues
Artist: B.B. King
Composer(s): Riley King

Lyric:
Met a lot of women
Who could love alright
But nothing like a woman
That I met this night

She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about

Now men don't blame me
Because I've been around
I don't understand
What's she's putting down

She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about

Now she don't drink liquor
And very little gin
But she'll show you how
You can just tell her when

She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about

She's got a peal handled pistol
A knife and a razor too
You don't tell her nothing
She'll always tell you

She's dynamite, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about

Now you can whip it, whop it
Or hang it on the wall
Or throw it out the window
She'll pitch herself a ball

She's dynamite, yeah, she's dynamite
She knows what to do
And she knows what it's all about

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Dynamite - Lyrics - Dynamite - Jamiroquai

Title: Dynamite
Album: Dynamite
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Sola Akingbola, Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Matt Johnson, Rob Harris

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Lyric:
Riding the night, riding the night
Ain't it cool?
Rolling it high, rolling it high
Ain't it cool?

She's looking hot, she's looking hot
In the breeze
Flashing those eyes, strutting her stuff
Givenchy
(Baby wants to ride tonight)

Well, you sure got the look
That the good times come for free
Baby, I'm not expensive
But tonight you're taking me
You sure got the look
When you're riding next to me
(Dynamite, dynamite)

You sure got the look
Got to keep you on my hook
Pussycat eyes, I'm digging you
Girl, you got the look
Riding the night
You know that she's dynamite, come on
(Dynamite, dynamite)

Don't stop caressing me
'Cos it's ecstasy
And I wanna be

Riding the night, riding the night
Ain't it cool?
Riding the night, riding the night
She's no fool
(Turn the lights off)

Rolling it high, rolling it high
That's her thing
Riding the night, she's cold as ice
Watch the sting

Well, you sure got the look
That the good times come for free
Baby, I'm not expensive
But tonight you're taking me
You sure got the look
When you're riding next to me
(Dynamite, dynamite)

You sure got the look
Got to keep you on my hook
Pussycat eyes, I'm digging you
Girl, you got the look
Riding the night
You know that she's dynamite, come on
(Dynamite, dynamite)

You know, baby
You've got that dynamite, baby
I want your dynamite, baby
You've got that dynamite, baby
I want your dynamite

Well, you sure got the look
That the good times come for free
Baby, I'm not expensive
But tonight you're taking me
You sure got the look
When you're riding next to me
(Dynamite)
Baby, you're dynamite

You sure got the look
Got to keep you on my hook
Pussycat eyes, I'm digging you
Girl, you got the look
Riding the night
You know that she's dynamite, come on
(Dynamite, dynamite)

All this dynamite love, dynamite love
Under the moon as we slip through the city streets
Dynamite love, this dynamite love
You and me can believe in this happiness

Dynamite love, this dynamite love
Under the moon as we slip through the city streets
Dynamite love, this dynamite love
You're holding me as we slip through the city streets

Dynamite
Dynamite
Dynamite
...

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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Dancehall Queen - Lyrics - Beenie Man

Title: Dancehall Queen
Artist: Beenie Man
Composer(s): Anthony St. Aubyn Kelly, Moses Anthony Davis, Donald Dennis, Chevelle Franklyn, Stephen John Marsden

Lyric:
It's a dancehall thing

She's a dancehall queen for life
Gonna explode like dynamite
And she's moving outta sight
Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite

She's a dancehall queen for life
Gonna explode like dynamite
And she's moving outta sight
Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite

Gal, how yuh so full a etiquette and yuh so clever?
Thru a Selassie mek a you design fi be the dancer
If a fi m alone a woulda tun yuh inna mi lover
Gal mi waan mi name, mi waan fi knock yuh wid mi hammer

Den mek mi get back pon track, yah
Marcia Fus time mi see yuh mi woulda walk inna macka
Now mi see yuh wine mi waan fi bun up inna fire
Tan up inna clothes like a tinking Fila

Fi da gal yah a wine she look like mumma killa
One touch mi touch mi it bun mi like pepper
But hear di DJ a utter, mi halla
Chevelle now or forever yuh halla

She's a dancehall queen for life
Gonna explode like dynamite
And she's moving outta sight
Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite

Contest a gwaan fi di dancehall queen
Who a wear di crown nuh di one
Alovene Hell and powder house when miss lady come in
Den everybaddi staart scream, seen

Where di girl come from nobody don't know
She's a devil angel and she's a go-go
Ask mi I don't know, all mi know
When mi hitch up dung a African Star

Mi see bus, mi see truck, mi see bike, mi see car
Night time come and video light it tun on
Har body staart to alarm, gal because Chevelle, watch mi now
She can cork any session

Wid a cute face a create 'nuff heat inna di place
An try nuh touch a button
If yuh touch a button she a guh try an duh yuh suppen
An go girl, faah mi naah stop say so
Go girl, to the rhythm whey a throw
Go girl, to the bass whey a blow

Beenie
Chevelle
DJ Repeat

She's a dancehall queen for life
Gonna explode like dynamite
And she's moving outta sight
Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite

She's a dancehall queen for life
Gonna explode like dynamite
And she's moving outta sight
Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite

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Sunday, August 1, 2010

She'S A Rhythm Child - Lyrics - Jackson 5

Title: She'S A Rhythm Child
Artist: Jackson 5
Composer(s): H Davis, R Talmage, C Drayton

Lyric:
Sexy

See her twist and turnin'
Now her fuse is burnin'
Dynamite in action
So for satisfaction

So exciting, she never does unwind
Keeps rockin' all the time
She's two girls in one
And she sure twice the fun

She's a rhythm child
(She'll drive you wild)
She's a rhythm child
(Set your soul on fire)
She's a rhythm child, rhythm child
(Sexy)
Rhythm child, rhythm child
Just watch her dance, she'll turn you on
Make you wanna do it

Place of funky music
They just watch her do it
Dancin' up a storm
Burnin' up the floor

Ooh, sexy baby, I keep you on my mind
You stay there all the time
You're two girls in one
And you're sure twice the fun

She's a rhythm child
(She'll drive you wild)
She's a rhythm child
(Set your soul on fire)
She's a rhythm child, rhythm child
(Sexy)
Rhythm child, rhythm child
Just watch her dance, she'll turn you on
Make you wanna do it

She's a rhythm child
(Ooh, ooh sexy baby)
She's a rhythm child
(Sexy)

She's a dancer, romancer
She 'll drive you wild
(She'll drive you wild)
As she'll do, do, do, do, do her thing
She's rhythm, rhythm, sweet rhythm
(She's sweet rhythm, yeah)
(Sexy)

She's a dancer, romancer
She 'll drive you wild
As she'll do, do, do, do, do her thing
(She 'll drive you wild)
She's rhythm, rhythm, sweet rhythm
(Sweet rhythm)

She's a dancer, romancer
She'll drive you wild
As she'll do, do, do, do, do her thing
She's rhythm, rhythm, sweet rhythm

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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Black Devil Car - Lyrics - Dynamite - Jamiroquai

Title: Black Devil Car
Album: Dynamite
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Sola Akingbola, Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Matt Johnson, Rob Harris

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Lyric:
I've got a lot of juice
I need to put to use
Let's bring this highway down

I'm going from Z to G
When it should be A to B
Nose so low it just scrapes the ground

Can't you see me over taking?
All the while I'm salivating
Won't you let me
Push a little thrust up you?

She loves riding around
In my black devil car
I can't hear a sound
Because her foot's pushing down too hard

And white angels cry
For her black devil heart
She wants me to stop
She should never let me start
She should never let me start

Talking to all those pretty girls
That I meet around the world
Her name was Gina
You should have seen her

She had the greenest eyes
And with those endless thighs
I've put my hands through
Some misdemeanors

Can't you see me, I'm not choosy?
You drive a black machine
And I think you're groovy
Won't you let me
Take a little ride with you?

She loves riding around
In my black devil car
I can't hear a sound
Because her foot's pushing down too hard

And white angels cry
For her black devil heart
She wants me to stop
She should never let me start
She should never let me start

She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine

Ooh, riding around
In my black devil car
You know I can't hear a sound
In my black devil car, yeah

Babe, you know
You got such a tight machine
Now let me drive your dream
Until your tank is dry

I'm shooting from the hip
Not running out of clips
Flames of love and licking high

You know she'll always be running free
A hot freewheeling honey bee
Won't you let me
Push a little thrust up you?
That's what I wanna do

Riding around in my black devil car
I can't hear a sound
Because her foot's pushing down too hard

And white angels cry
For her black devil heart
She wants me to stop
She should never let me start
She should never let me start

Strapped down, wrapped around
Breaking up the speed limits
Red lights, crazy nights
Hope she's coming back with it

Super charged devil queen
Stepping in my love machine
Twisted my metal
On the highway of desire

She's easy rindin' super flyin'
'95, it's still green
High heels, shiny wheels
Looking for a tight squeeze

Rocket fuel and jet juice
Now she's getting real loose
Can't stop, black heart
She should never let me start

She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine

She's just a love machine
She's just a love machine
She's just a

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Dancing Machine - Lyrics - I Want You Back! Unreleased Masters - Jackson 5

Title: Dancing Machine
Album: I Want You Back! Unreleased Masters
Artist: Jackson 5
Composer(s): H Davis, D Fletcher, W Parks

Lyric:
Ah baby, do it baby
Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine

Ah babe, move it baby
Automatic, systematic
Full of color, self contained
Tuned and gentle to your vibes

Captivating, stimulating
She said you sexy lady
Filled with space age design

She's moving, she's grooving
Dancing until the music stops now, yeah

Rythmetic, acrobatic
She's a dynamite attraction
At the drop of a coin she comes alive, yeah

She knows what she's doing
She's super bad now
She's geared to really blow your mind

Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine
Ah baby, do it baby

Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine
Ah baby, move it baby

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

Come on baby, come on baby
Baby, baby
Shake it baby, shake it baby
Baby, baby, baby

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

She's a dance, dance, dance, dance dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do do do her thing, right on the scene

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Firecracker - Lyrics - Everything Is Fine - Josh Turner

Title: Firecracker
Album: Everything Is Fine
Artist: Josh Turner
Composer(s): Josh Turner, Pat Mclaughlin, Shawn Camp

Lyric:
When I look in her eyes, it ain't no surprise
Sparks start a flyin' like the 4th of July
She gets me so hot, my heart starts a poppin'
When we get to kissin', there ain't no stoppin'

When it comes to love, she ain't no slacker
My little darlin' is a firecracker

When I light the fuse, I gotta get back quick
You gotta be careful with a dynamite stick
Son of a gun, she's fun to handle
And she packs a punch like a roman candle

She's a pack of black cats in a red paper wrapper
My little darlin' is a firecracker

We might not ought to take a roll in the hay
'Cause we'd burn the barn down one of these days
We're a match made in heaven and it ain't no joke
But I'd sure hate to see it go up in smoke

We got a good thing going and it feels so right
She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life

She goes off with a great big bang
Boys, I tell ya it's a beautiful thing
She takes off, you better hang on tight
She's a blonde bottle rocket in the middle of the night

When she makes love she's a heart attacker
My little darlin' is a firecracker

We might not ought to take a roll in the hay
'Cause we'd burn the barn down one of these days
We're a match made in heaven and it ain't no joke
But I'd sure hate to see it go up in smoke

We got a good thing going and it feels so right
She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life

Yeah, we got a good thing going and it feels so right
She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life

We got a good thing going and it feels so right
She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life
She's a firecracker, she's the light of my life

Firecracker, firecracker
Firecracker, firecracker, bang
Firecracker, firecracker

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Monday, August 23, 2010

Dancing Machine - Lyrics - Michael Jackson

Title: Dancing Machine
Artist: Michael Jackson
Composer(s): H Davis, D Fletcher, W Parks

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Lyric:
Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine
Ah, baby, move it, baby

Automatic systematic
Full of color self contained
Tune that shadow to your vibes
Captivating stimulating
She's such a sexy lady
Filled with space age design

She's moving grooving
Dancing to the music stop now, yeah

Rythmetic acrobatic
She a dynamite attraction
At the drop of a coin she comes alive, yeah
She knows what she's doing
She super bad now
She's here to really blow your mind

Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine
Ah, baby, do it, baby
Dancing, dancing, dancing
She's a dancing machine
Ah, baby, move it, baby

She's a dance, dance
Dance, dance, dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do, do, do her thing right on the scene

She's a dance, dance
Dance, dance, dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do, do, do her thing right on the scene

Come on, baby
Come on, baby
Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby

Shake it, baby
Shake it, baby
Ooh, baby
Ooh, baby

Dance
Dance
Dance
Dance

I like it
I like it
I like it
I like it

She's a dance, dance
Dance, dance, dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down
As she do, do, do her thing right on the scene

She's a dance, dance
Dance, dance, dancing machine
Watch her get down, watch her get down

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Dynomite - Lyrics - Ima Robot

Title: Dynomite
Artist: Ima Robot
Composer(s): Alex Ebert, Oliver Goldstein, Joey Warnoker, Justin Meldal-Johnsen, Tim Anderson

Lyric:
Here's a story for the kids

This old man, he come a lot
It's in your hair and I don't care
I'm not all right, I'm not all right
It's in your hair

No, I want to wait for someone like you

This old girl, she plays tricks
It takes my to get a fix
She's not all right, she's not all right
She's not all mine

No, I want to wait for someone like you
No, I want to wait for someone like you

To make my life so dynamite
Ah ah ah
Turn this dark life into light
Ah ah ah
Make my world so shiny bright
Ah ah ah

You got me burning both ways
I'ma explode

This old man, he just died
He blew his head with dynamite
He's not all right, no, he's not all right
It's dynamite

No, I want to wait for someone like you, you
No, I want to wait for someone like you

To make my life so dynamite
Ah ah ah
Turn this dark life into light
Ah ah ah
Make my world so shiny bright
Ah ah ah
Gonna make my life so dynamite
Ah ah ah

You got me burnin' both ways
Got me burnin' all day
I'ma explode! Yo

No I want to wait for someone like you

To make my life so dynamite
Ah ah ah
Turn this dark life into light
Ah ah ah
Make my world so shiny bright
Ah ah ah

You got me burnin' both ways
I'ma explode

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

She'S Bringing You Down - Lyrics - The Vibrators

Title: She'S Bringing You Down
Artist: The Vibrators
Composer(s): Ian M Carnochan

Lyric:
Here she comes, you know she's bringing you down
You always said you'd be the last one to leave town
But now you say that she's a bitch
She's got that seven year itch been and put you in a ditch
And you're gonna blow your brains out

Never saw her cheatin'
All you heard was your own poor heart beatin'
Don'tcha cry when you see her goin' by
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no

She's real dynamite, she'll make you scream and shout
You always said you knew what it was all about
But now you're caught in a trap
Oh, my God you say as you look back
If only you'd known which way things were gonna be goin'

Never saw her cheatin'
All you heard was your own poor heart beatin'
Don'tcha cry when you see her goin' by
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Here she comes, you know she's bringing you down
You always said you'd be the last one to leave town
But now you say that she's a bitch
She's got that seven year itch been and put you in a ditch
And you're gonna blow your brains out

Never saw her cheatin'
All you heard was your own poor heart beatin'
Don'tcha cry when you see her goin' by
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Get Your Money - Lyrics - Songs About Girls - Will I Am

Title: Get Your Money
Album: Songs About Girls
Artist: Will I Am
Composer(s): Arno Kammermeier, Patrick Bodmer, William Adams, Phillip Jung, Walter Merziger

Lyric:
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

She's a single momma, makin' dollars
Cabaret and make you holla
Lookin' lovely, day and nightly
Makin' hubbies leave they wifey

Homewrecker, heartbreaker
Love to shake her money maker
She's too sexy for her clothes
So she throws them on the floor

She danger, she danger
Watch out, boy, that don't fall in love
She just handlin' business
Go 'head, girl, go, go work your stuff

Get your money, baby
Go get it
Get your money, baby
Go get it

Get your money, baby
Go, go get it
Get your money, baby
Go, go get it, get it

If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

She's drop dead intelligent
Her fragrance is that stripper scent
Bras' poppin' to Bon Jovi
Thongs' drop to 50 Cent

Private dancer, bubble twister
Just be glad she ain't your sister
Hands off her, you can't touch her
Fall in love and she bound to crush ya

She danger, she danger
Watch out, boy 'cos she chew you up
She just handlin' business
Go head, girl, go 'cos

I ain't mad, I ain't mad
I ain't mad at ya, I ain't mad
'Cos girl, you bad [Incomprehensible] bad
You doin' your thang and [Incomprehensible]
Do your work, girl

When you drop your bubble low
Girl, I'll give it up and I'll clap
When you crawlin' on the flo'
Girl, I clap

Get your money, baby
Go get it
Get your money, baby
Go get it

Get your money, baby
Go, go get it
Get your money, baby
Go, go get it, get it

If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

When you work it, work it, work it
Girl, when you work it
Please don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
Hurt me, don't hurt me

When you drop it, drop it, drop it
Pop it and drop it
Take it easy, easy, easy
Easy, go easy

Because you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)
That's right you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)

Oh, yeah, you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)
I said you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)

Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Coming Of Age - Lyrics - Damn Yankees

Title: Coming Of Age
Artist: Damn Yankees
Composer(s): Jack Blades, Ted Nugent, Tommy Shaw

Lyric:
Dressed to kill and lookin' dynamite
With her high-laced stockings and her sweater so tight
I asked her her name
She said her name was Maybe

Well she walked up to me, and she asked me to chance
I said, "I am lookin' some wild romance"
She gave me a wink
She said, "I should think about it, maybe"

She said, "What you got babe, is what I need
Your kind of love got me on my knees"
I'm so tied up
What you got got a hold on me
Your kind of love make a man outta me
I'm so tied up, you got me so fired up

Little sister, hits the stage
She can't help it, she's comin' of age
Little junior, he's all in a rage
Did you notice, she was comin' of age, child?

If looks could kill, I'd be dead on the floor
You got me all tied up, honey, beggin' for more
Somebody call a doctor
I think I'm goin' crazy

Because, what you got, babe, is what I need
Your kind of love got me on my knees
I'm so tied up
What you got, got a hold on me
Your kind of love make a man outta me
I'm so tied up
You got me so fired up

Little sister, hits the stage
She can't help it, she's comin' of age
Little junior, he's all in a rage
Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of?

Little sister, hits the stage
She can't help it, she's comin' of age
Little junior, he's all in a rage
Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of?

Little sister, hits the stage
She can't help it, she's comin' of age
Little junior, he's all in a rage
Did you notice she was come, come, comin' age

She's come, come, comin' age
Yeah she come, she come, she come
She's come, come, comin' age
Yeah she come, she come, she come

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Cartoon - Lyrics - Sound Soldier - Skye Sweetnam

Title: Cartoon
Album: Sound Soldier
Artist: Skye Sweetnam
Composer(s): Lauren Christy, Scott Spock, Skye Sweetnam, Graham Edwards

Lyric:
I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Yes, I'm chasing you all around the room
I beat your, beat your brains out, that's how I flirt
Oh, it's a vicious little game but no one gets hurt

And it's a hey, hey
Let's keep it together
Can we, hey, hey
Work it out?

This love's a cartoon, baby, in Technicolor
Screw your head back on ?cause here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite
She's throwing them at us tonight

This is a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites
Yes, it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites

I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Got a bowling ball on a tablespoon
A striker striking you out, drop it on your head
Kill you a hundred different ways but you're still not dead

And it's a hey, hey
Let's keep it together
Can we, hey, hey
Work it out?

This love's a cartoon, baby, in Technicolor
Screw your head back on ?cause here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite
She's throwing them at us tonight

This love's a cartoon, baby, and you're the hero
Pop your greens down, lover, then whack the weirdo
He's trying to fly me to the moon
But I'm just staying here with you

This is a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites
Yes, it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites
Yes, it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites

Bound to the sound, get down, get down, down
Itty bitty, nitty gritty, polka dotted, pretty kitty
Bound to the sound, get down, get down, down
Itty bitty, nitty gritty, polka dotted, pretty kitty

I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Yes, I'll suck you up into my vacuum
A bumble, bumble bee, honey, and I need a mate
Oh, it's illegal where we live but we're outta state

This love's a cartoon baby in Technicolor
Screw your head back on ?cause here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite
She's throwing them at us tonight

This love's a cartoon, baby, and you're the hero
Pop your greens down, lover, then whack the weirdo
He's trying to fly me to the moon
But I'm just staying here with you

This is a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites
Yes, it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites
Yes, it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites

Na, na, na, na, na, na
I've got a microphone
Na, na, na, na, na, na
I've got a microphone

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Electric Mistress - Lyrics - Dynamite - Jamiroquai

Title: Electric Mistress
Album: Dynamite
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Sola Akingbola, Derrick Mckenzie, Jason Kay, Matt Johnson, Rob Harris

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Lyric:
Why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel this way?
When you're dancing in a trance
Your love tonight I'd take

Trying to get through to you
Baby, you're red alert
I want you more and more
I want you so much it hurts

You seem so disconnective
But when I turn you on, you're so effective
Pretty Polly's my electric mistress
When she's fakin' like a maniac, she's my aphrodisiac

Baby, I can't pretend
Baby, I can't pretend
There's a maniac and it's you
You're a slave to every groove

There's something in your eyes
You're not free to say
What am I gonna do
You keep me on a string

You seem so disconnective
But when I turn you on, you're so effective
Pretty Polly's my electric mistress
When she's freakin' like a maniac, she's my aphrodisiac

Why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel this way?
When you're dancing in a trance
How your love tonight, I'd take

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Rock &Amp; Roll Party Town - Lyrics - Hell-O - Gwar

Title: Rock &Amp; Roll Party Town
Album: Hell-O
Artist: Gwar
Composer(s): Bradley Dunbar Roberts

Lyric:
[Incomprehensible]

Rock and roll, dynamite
Party all day, party all night
Hey there girl, do you like my big dick?
Hey there baby, suck it till it gets real thick

Rock and roll party town
Rock and roll gonna party down
Rock and roll party town
She's a rock and roller, she's a party stroller

[Rock and fucking roll
Yeah]

Rock and roll, it's a sex machine
Rock and roll, do you know what I mean?
Rock and roll, now it's time to go
Rock and roll, see you after the show

Rock and roll party town
Rock and roll gonna party down
Rock and roll party town
She's a rock and roller, she's a party stroller

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Long Tall Sally Rose - Lyrics - Emmylou Harris

Title: Long Tall Sally Rose
Artist: Emmylou Harris
Composer(s): Paul Kennerley, Emmylou Harris

Lyric:
Well, tonight I'm gonna wear my dancin' shoes
'Cause I heard the word and I heard the news
There's a gal in town she's packin' 'em in
If you've seen her once you'll see her again

She's got a red hot dynamite band
They're burnin' down another one night stand
Headlinin' double shows everybody go see Sally Rose

She sure knows how to rock the crowd
Rocks 'em slow rocks 'em loud
So you better move fast 'cause tickets are tight
If you wanna see Sally Rose pick it tonight

She's got a red hot dynamite band
They're burnin' down another one night stand
Headlinin' double shows everybody go see Sally Rose

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Space Game - Lyrics - The Graduate - Mc Lars

Title: Space Game
Album: The Graduate
Artist: Mc Lars
Composer(s): Mooby Arby, Andrew Robert Nielsen, Mike Sapone

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Lyric:
You can take away my space ship
You can take away my space suit
You can even take away my space lasers
But you can never, ever take away my space game

I broke through the carbonite that's how I got free
Jabba, back up, because there's no stopping me
Post-modern player, sample-tastic
Flow's ekphrastic, I get drastic

Hey, watch the plastic, yo, I name check
And leave you drowned in space oobleck
Player of the future, watch me go
Sith girls scream when they hear my flow

These alien chicks reproduce with spores
So, I go where no MC has gone before
Hey Fry, look, we can still be friends
I won't ask Leela out again

Sci-fi, I try, I fly solo
Shoot your landspeeder up just like Bolo
What's with Lars and what's with his name?
Never mind that Ish 'cause I've got space game

Darth Maul can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Boba Fett can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Vader can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Space player bowling up
Like dynamite

Dr Smith can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Q can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Hal can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

In 2112, all the players play on
Everyone bumps Rush and that 'Tom Sawyer' song
I took the red pill and high fived Neo
Hey, what should I sample? If it sells pick Dio

Yo Morpheus, look, you're a real cyber punk
But your friend Trinity has junk in the trunk
And I'm from Mars and she's from Venus
She has ovaries and I have a light saber

'Cause I get more play than Captain Kirk
He found out and went berserk like a jealous jerk
But no puny Vulcan death grip can paralyze me
I said beam me up Scotty and then I got free

Princess Leia said that my flows are tight
So, I said I supposed she can spend the night
A long time ago in a galaxy far away
MC Lars got some space age play

T1000 can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Magneto can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Zod can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
It's tight, don't even try to bite
The sci-fi style I incite

Mr Spock can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
The Wrath of Khan can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

The Borg can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

Yo, DJ Hal, bring that beat back
I'm sorry Lars, I'm afraid I can't do that
So, what can you do?
I can play this awesome guitar solo

This song is futuristic, so hardcore
Hey, TS Eliot, please shut the door
Because modernism is so passe
The postmodern revolution is here to stay

In the house tonight because of Frank Lloyd Wright
The bass goes "Boom" like dynamite
Yo, Wright was a modernist, yeah, I know that, all right
But you can't rhyme Bob Venturi with dynamite

See, it's Guernica Part II when I storm the stage
I draw fans like Warhol draws soup cans on the page
Did I say postmodern? Well, that was a lie
I've been post-postmodern since junior high

Ezra Pound can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Virginia Wolfe can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Joseph Conrad can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I excite the modern mind
Like a ray of light

Franz Kafka can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Wallace Stevens can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

EE Cummings can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I've got postmodern game
And it feels all right

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I come from outer space

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I came to rock this place

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Space Game - Lyrics - Mc Lars Horris

Title: Space Game
Artist: Mc Lars Horris
Composer(s): Mooby Arby, Andrew Robert Nielsen, Mike Sapone

Lyric:
You can take away my space ship
You can take away my space suit
You can even take away my space lasers
But you can never, ever take away my space game

I broke through the carbonite that's how I got free
Jabba, back up, because there's no stopping me
Post-modern player, sample-tastic
Flow's ekphrastic, I get drastic

Hey, watch the plastic, yo, I name check
And leave you drowned in space oobleck
Player of the future, watch me go
Sith girls scream when they hear my flow

These alien chicks reproduce with spores
So, I go where no MC has gone before
Hey Fry, look, we can still be friends
I won't ask Leela out again

Sci-fi, I try, I fly solo
Shoot your landspeeder up just like Bolo
What's with Lars and what's with his name?
Never mind that Ish 'cause I've got space game

Darth Maul can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Boba Fett can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Vader can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Space player bowling up
Like dynamite

Dr Smith can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Q can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Hal can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

In 2112, all the players play on
Everyone bumps Rush and that 'Tom Sawyer' song
I took the red pill and high fived Neo
Hey, what should I sample? If it sells pick Dio

Yo Morpheus, look, you're a real cyber punk
But your friend Trinity has junk in the trunk
And I'm from Mars and she's from Venus
She has ovaries and I have a light saber

'Cause I get more play than Captain Kirk
He found out and went berserk like a jealous jerk
But no puny Vulcan death grip can paralyze me
I said beam me up Scotty and then I got free

Princess Leia said that my flows are tight
So, I said I supposed she can spend the night
A long time ago in a galaxy far away
MC Lars got some space age play

T1000 can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Magneto can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Zod can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
It's tight, don't even try to bite
The sci-fi style I incite

Mr Spock can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
The Wrath of Khan can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

The Borg can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

Yo, DJ Hal, bring that beat back
I'm sorry Lars, I'm afraid I can't do that
So, what can you do?
I can play this awesome guitar solo

This song is futuristic, so hardcore
Hey, TS Eliot, please shut the door
Because modernism is so passe
The postmodern revolution is here to stay

In the house tonight because of Frank Lloyd Wright
The bass goes "Boom" like dynamite
Yo, Wright was a modernist, yeah, I know that, all right
But you can't rhyme Bob Venturi with dynamite

See, it's Guernica Part II when I storm the stage
I draw fans like Warhol draws soup cans on the page
Did I say postmodern? Well, that was a lie
I've been post-postmodern since junior high

Ezra Pound can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Virginia Wolfe can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Joseph Conrad can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I excite the modern mind
Like a ray of light

Franz Kafka can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Wallace Stevens can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

EE Cummings can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I've got postmodern game
And it feels all right

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I come from outer space

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I came to rock this place

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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Horses & Ponies - Lyrics - Bob Schneider

Title: Horses & Ponies
Artist: Bob Schneider
Composer(s): Bob Schneider

Lyric:
Horses and ponies and butterfly wings
Little red angels on strawberry strings
Bright young boys with their big diamond rings
Wouldn't ever change a single thing
Wouldn't ever change a single thing

She's all messed up inside
All dressed up with nowhere to hide
All rained on with nowhere to run
So come on boys let's have some fun
So come on boys let's have some fun

The back alley spiders with their crooked little grins
The underwater snakes with their tobacco tins
Little mama's boys with their banged up shins
All took turns again and again
And all took their turn again and again

She's all messed up inside
All dressed up with nowhere to hide
All rained on with nowhere to run
So come on boys let's have some fun
So come on boys let's have some fun

Her daddy was a thin stick of dynamite
With a blue black stare and an overbite
Said I love my little baby with all my might
Sneak into her room in the blue moonlight
He'd drag her through the bottom land as she held him tight

She's all messed up inside
All dressed up with nowhere to hide
All rained on with nowhere to run
So come on boys let's have some fun
So come on boys let's have some fun

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Talullah - Lyrics - Dynamite - Jamiroquai

Title: Talullah
Album: Dynamite
Artist: Jamiroquai
Composer(s): Sola Akingbola, Jason Kay, Derrick Mckenzie, Matt Johnson, Rob Harris

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Lyric:
She's gone away
Flying out on a jet plane
Told me, she won't be back again
And Talullah, Talullah is her name

Well, I got this thing, girl
I wanted to say to you
"Talullah, I'm still missing you"

Baby, can't you stop that plane?
Turn it around, I still love you, babe
Tell the captain that I'm to blame, I'm to blame

This ink stained with tears
All these letters from my heavy heart
This is what I always feared
That these sparks would fly and we would break apart

But I got this thing, girl
I wanted to say to you
"Talullah, I'm still missing you, I miss you so"

Baby, can't you stop that plane?
Turn it around, I still love you, babe
Tell the captain that I'm to blame, I'm to blame

You've gotta stop that plane
Turn it around, turn it around
You've gotta stop
You've gotta stop it now and turn it around

You're my magic star
Don't you fly too far from me
From me, from me, can't you see?

There's a hole in my soul
And I'm losing control
And it's not too late for you to be my magic star
Come and see me, baby

So solitaire, I think of your midnight hair
And it's still the same
'Cause you're on my brain
You gotta stop that plane, come and see me, baby

She's gone away
Flying out on a jet plane
Told me, she won't be back again
And Talullah, Talullah is her name

I curl up tight
So alone, I can't sleep at night
Return to sender, that's me tonight

I really think I'm lost in space
I shut my eyes, I still see your face
Reach out, touchin' your soft embrace

You've gotta stop that plane

Now there's a hole in my soul
And I'm losing control
I know you're my magic star
But you've gone away and flown too far this time
And Talullah, Talullah, Talullah la la la la

Stop that plane, turn it around, baby
You've gotta come and see me
Stop that plane, turn it around, baby
I know you don't need me

But stop that plane and turn it around
Turn it around
I need to see you, baby
I need to see you, baby

And you, you're my magic star
Don't you fly too far

Stop that plane
Turn it around, turn it around

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