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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Standin' On The Borderline - Lyrics - Carole King

Title: Standin' On The Borderline
Artist: Carole King
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin, Carole King

Lyric:
We're standin' on the borderline
Between falling in love and falling apart
I'm ready to cross the borderline
If I can't have you, it'll break my heart

Nothing really holds a candle to love
But you gotta know how to handle your love
If you want it to last
You just can't let it burn out too fast

You can't stand still on the borderline
You either make your move or you turn away
I'm too close to the borderline
I'm coming across if you want me to stay

You know I'm experienced
Every day can't be a fireworks show
But when you walk in the room
And it starts to glow
You don't have to tell me
I already know

We're ready to cross the borderline
Between falling in love and falling apart
Ready to cross the borderline
If I can't have you, it'll break my heart

We're standin' on the borderline
Ready to cross the borderline
Standin' on the borderline
If I can't have you, it'll break my heart

Standin' on the borderline
Ready to cross the borderline
Standin' on the borderline
If I can't have you, it'll break my heart

Standin' on the borderline
Ready to cross the borderline
Standin' on the borderline
If I can't have you, it'll break my heart

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

I Know You See Me - Lyrics - The Naked Truth - Lil' Kim

Title: I Know You See Me
Album: The Naked Truth
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): Anthony Hester, Kimberly Jones

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Lyric:
I'm as real as real can get
As real can get, get
What you see is what you get

Ay, I know you see me on the screen now, right
I know you see me do my thing now, true
Tryin' hard not to stare, actin' like I wasn't there for you
Can you see me now? Am I clear to you?

On the red carpet in Mark Jacob's clothes
You see me fashion week, front row at all the shows
In your favorite fashion magazine, they feature the Queen
On the cover of Don Divas, doin' spreads with Eva

When we walk down the street, dudes call us the cover girl
We stand out when we next to them other girls
I don't bend easy, budge or break
Trust me, ju don't want it with the female Scarface

Your girl come through twirlin' in drop top 'Rossa'
Me and my la familia like a 'Goodfellas' poster
You see I'm somethin' you never seen befo'
I know you see me 'cause I'm somethin' that you came to know, oh

(I know you see me)
Dipped fresh, hoppin' out of a Rolls
(I know you see me)
In the town, ballin' out of control

(I know you see me)
V V S's set in platinum and gold
(I know you see me)
Standin' room only, all of my shows

(I know you see me)
Applebottom bustin' out of my jeans
(I know you see me)
On the screen with the man of your dreams

(I know you see me)
Front page of your new magazines
(I know you see me)
Ay show some love, papers stack, I'm the Queen bitch

And you should see me in the summertime
Stretched out in one of my drop tops
All you hip-hop bitches borderline
(I know you see me)
I'm livin' off of your man, he supportin' ma

You'd kill me if I give you the chance, bitch I was born to shine
While you on your grind I'm on, beach front property
Thirty-eight snub nose, keep the snitches off of me
(I know you see me)
Look the rest of your life, ain't gon' find a bitch as raw as me

Grateful's what you oughta be, I heard somewhere it cost to be
The boss and I paid it, floss with the greatest
Ball outrageous the broad is amazin'
In the 6, grippin' woodgrain lane changin'

You coach flyin' hoes need boss bitch trainin'
I'm muy caliente sizzlin' hot flame
(I know you see me)
In private planes to Spain and you barely maintainin'
You ain't talkin' millions, you ain't speakin' my language
The Queen of the game and can't a damn thing change it

(I know you see me)
Dipped fresh, hoppin' out of a Rolls
(I know you see me)
In the town, ballin' out of control

(I know you see me)
V V S's set in platinum and gold
(I know you see me)
Standin room only, all of my shows

(I know you see me)
Applebottom bustin' out of my jeans
(I know you see me)
On the screen with the man of your dreams

(I know you see me)
Front page of your new magazines
(I know you see me)
Ay show some love, papers stack, I'm the Queen bitch

What you see is what you get
Lil' Kim Queen Bee is real, as real can get
(What you see is what you get)

I'm a certified hustler, so cut that check
Raised in the streets of Brooklyn, what you expect?
(What you see is what you get)

What you see, what you see
What you see is what you get
What you see, what you see
What you see is what you get

(I know you see me)
Dipped fresh, hoppin' out of a Rolls
(I know you see me)
In the town, ballin' out of control

(I know you see me)
V V S's set in platinum and gold
(I know you see me)
Standin room only, all of my shows

(I know you see me)
Applebottom bustin' out of my jeans
(I know you see me)
On the screen with the man of your dreams

(I know you see me)
Front page of your new magazines
(I know you see me)
Ay show some love, papers stack, I'm the Queen bitch

What you see, what you see
What you see is what you get

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

White Line Casanova - Lyrics - Borderline - Brooks &Amp; Dunn

Title: White Line Casanova
Album: Borderline
Artist: Brooks &Amp; Dunn
Composer(s): Ronnie Dunn

Lyric:
I'm dead headin' down from Tulsa
Goin' back to San Antone
My baby called me up this morning
Beggin' me to come back home
Haulin' high hopes and thin air
Losin' money by the mile
I'll get there a poor man
She'll make it worth my while

I was a white line casanova
A love bandit of the road
I got the one, I can't get over
I miss her more with every load
I got these eighteen wheels
Singin' home sweet home
I been too long gone
Oh, I'm comin' home to you

I ain't left the fast lane
Since, I hit the last toll gate
I know, she's out there waitin' in that Lone Star state
She'll be standin' on the front porch
Reachin' out with open arms
This woman's out to get me
Shoot the dog and sell the farm

I was a white line casanova
A love bandit of the road
I got the one, I can't get over
I miss her more with every load
I got these eighteen wheels
Singin' home sweet home
And I been too long gone
Oh, I'm comin' home to you

I got a white knuckle grip
On this wheel in my hand
I'm rollin' down the highway
Just as fast as I can
I'm blowin' smoke from both stacks
Pickin' 'em up, I'm puttin' 'em down
There won't be no time at all
'Til I'll be rollin' into town

I was a white line casanova
A love bandit of the road
I got the one, I can't get over
I miss her more with every load
I got these eighteen wheels
Singin' home sweet home
And I been too long gone
Oh, I'm comin' home to you
Yea, I got these eighteen wheels
Singin' home sweet home
I been too long gone
Oh, I'm comin' home to you

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