Star *69 (Ps With Love) - Lyrics - Electric Circus - Common

Title: Star *69 (Ps With Love)
Album: Electric Circus
Artist: Common
Composer(s): Ahmir Thompson, James Yancey, Prince Lonnie Lynn, James Poyser

Lyric:
Let's do it now, it's me and you
Close my eyes Erotica, I'm seein' you
Listen to me wishin' I could be with you
To share my love and ecstasy with you

Are you alone? Is your shorty asleep?
Hold on, that's okay, ignore the beep
For you, my love is immortal deep
You are my queen but I can't ignore the freak

Let's let our bodies talk and our auras speak
Hold on, gotta get the toiletries
As our waters reach distances unheard of
I'm in the room nestled sweet and I observe love

Only for you, I ask God to show me the truth
What he showed me was you
Wherever I go, my soul leads to you
Days gone, nights lonely for you

Erotica, wet dreams are on my mind
Erotica, can I come in your mind?
Erotica, oh yes, with love I shine
Erotica, wish on star *69, Erotica, wish on star *69
Erotica, wish on star *69, Erotica

So much I wish you were here with me now
My bad, I just hit redial
I want you to come and never leave now
Is your mind and your right hand free now?

Our love reach deep down inside of it
As the candle burns, where desire's lit
Makin' love knows no distance or environment
When we ah, feel the most high in it

I feel you touchin' me and I begin to rise from it
Your love is stuck in me, our minds are so alive and thick
Picture my hands on your waist as I stare in your face
Your mouth half open, your love I can taste

Embracin' you, life, I let go
Gotta switch phones 'cause this one is ghetto
Another level of love we create when we take it to
And when it's made, Erotica, it's made for you

Erotica, wet dreams are on my mind
Erotica, can I come in your mind?
Erotica, oh yes, with love I shine
Erotica, wish on star *69, Erotica, wish on star *69
Erotica, wish on star *69, Erotica

Slave to your loneliness
(Slave to your loneliness)
Inside of loneliness
(Inside this, alt we bear)

With love of loneliness
(With thoughts of loneliness)
Enslaved by loneliness
([Incomprehensible])

I want you to come inside your mind
And find a place nasty and kind
This is where our desires grind
And where they peak Is most divine

A place and time, I hope we reach together
You are my queen and freak forever
I feel you inside my stomach
My body shakes

Wet dreams are on my mind, Erotica
Can I come in your mind? Erotica
Oh yes, with love I shine, Erotica
Wish on star *69, Erotica, wish on star *69, Erotica

Wish on star *69
Wish on star *69
Wish on star *69
...

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The Math - Lyrics - Metamorphosis - Hilary Duff

Title: The Math
Album: Metamorphosis
Artist: Hilary Duff
Composer(s): Lauren Christy, Charlie Midnight, Scott Spock, Graham Edwards

Lyric:
You're always trying to figure out
What I am all about
If you don't know what the answer is
Then just shut up and kiss

It shouldn't take forever
To put it all together

If you can't do the math
Then get out of the equation
I am calling you back
This is star 69

Is it a minus or a plus?
Does enough equal enough?
If you can't do the math
Then nothing adds up tell me why I'm here

Sure I want someone to understand
But I don't need the stress
I'm not about being analyzed
Like it's some kind of test

Don't have to be a genius
To figure what's between us

If you can't do the math
Then get out of the equation
I am calling you back
This is star 69

Is it a minus or a plus?
Does enough equal enough?
If you can't do the math
Then nothing adds up tell me why I'm here

You can spend your whole life analyzing
Justifying, quantifying, and dividing
'Till there's nothing anymore

Why don't you just close your eyes
And kiss my lips and let it go
Just let it flow, it's what I'm waiting for

Don't have to be a genius
To figure out what's between us

If you can't do the math
Then get out of the equation
I am calling you back
This is star 69

Is it a minus or a plus?
Does enough equal enough?
If you can't do the math
Then nothing adds up tell me why I'm here

If you can't do the math
Then get out of the equation
I am calling you back
This is star 69

Is it a minus or a plus?
Does enough equal enough?
If you can't do the math
Then nothing adds up tell me why I'm here
Tell me why I'm here

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Star 69 - Lyrics - Illuminati - Fatboy Slim

Title: Star 69
Album: Illuminati
Artist: Fatboy Slim
Composer(s): Roland Eathan Clark, Norman Cook, Chris Mccormack, Aurelien Armand Henry

Lyric:
What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, they just strut
What the fuck? What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They just strut, what the fuck?
What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what

They just know what they know
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

They know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what

They just know what is what
But they don't know what is what
They just strut, what the fuck?

What the fuck?
What the fuck?
What the fuck?
...

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Z - Get Your Mind Right Mami - Lyrics - The Dynasty Roc La Familia - Jay

Title: Z - Get Your Mind Right Mami
Album: The Dynasty Roc La Familia
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Ricardo Thomas, Shawn Carter, Calvin Broadus

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Lyric:
Sup ma? You want to roll with us, y'knowhatI'msayin'?
It's good, it's love, it's all love
Got cases of Belvedere, we gon' play truth or dare
We gon' really get to know one another
All you gotta do is put your hair down, get your mind right
You know what I mean? I'm here for you, yo

Relax yourself, let your conscience be free
You now rollin' with them thugs from the ROC
Ain't no place on the planet that you'd rather be
But in the blue flame, bitch you're new to the game

Cross over to the Roc, make yourself hot
The topic of discussion in every nail shop
It's a secret society, all we ask is trust
And within a week, watch your arm freeze up

Brassiere get right, A to a D cup
Weave get tight, pedicure your feet up
Ears get iced, gear get spiced
From hoodrat to superstar, there's your life

Fuck with Hova, he can take you out of your Hell
Say bye to Reebok, say hi to Chanel
Say hi to Gucci, Prada as well
Take a look in the mirror, be proud of yourself

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls, for my gangsta family

Yo, I'm young Memphis, used to play the apprentice
Now I'm like the teacher, c'mere, let me teach ya
how to play them benches, hold this work in your dentures
How to play it cool when police come to pinch us

Relax mami, let the Belvy flow
Inhale the 'dro, exhale it slow
I could teach you how to roll, teach you 'bout fly kicks
Teach you how to keep your nose up out of my shit

When the beeper goes off, please don't reach
Like you put a ring or spend cheese on Bleek
Get your mind right, baby, goin' through mine crazy
When I'm in the shower, star 69 me crazy

Track my last call, contact my broad
With a bitch or two had physical contact in the mall
You got issues problems you need to iron out
I will, holla, for now you on time out

You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)

I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon baby girl, c'mon)
And I need gangsta girls, for my gangsta family
(Get your mind right mami, get your mind right)
(C'mon little mama, c'mon)

PIMPology
I played you and you paid me
Believe me when I tell you, girl I know you a freak
For fuckin' with me, that ain't all you can be

Just put your mind to it you can go real far
I know times gettin' hard on the boulevard
They say, pimpin' is dead, man, pimpin' ain't dead
These hoes just scared and they blind tryin' and dyin' to be lead

But who's to lead 'em? Talk shit to 'em and beat 'em
Get they mind right and feed 'em
Now I don't need 'em, uh, uh, but I can do that there
Put on a three piece suit and Shirley Temple my hair

So I can, feel like a player when I walk in the place
Got yo' bitch all on my line and now she up in my face
Is this yo' bitch is that yo' bitch 'cuz if she's not she mine
She fallin' fo' a nigga and I ain't even dropped a line

Get out my limelight, bitch and get your mind right
C'mon little mama, c'mon
Get your mind right, bitch, get your mind right
C'mon baby girl, c'mon, c'mon

You gotta play your part when you're rollin' with the ROC
Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right

I need a gangsta girl, who can ride in my passenger seat
Got to get your mind right, baby, get your mind right
And I need gangsta girls for my gangsta family

Get your mind right mami, get your mind right
Get your mind right ma, get your mind right, huh?
Got to get your mind right, baby, get your mind right

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Sex-O-Matic Venus Freak - Lyrics - On How Life Is - Macy Gray

Title: Sex-O-Matic Venus Freak
Album: On How Life Is
Artist: Macy Gray
Composer(s): Natalie Hinds, Dion Murdock, Jeremy Ruzumna

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Lyric:
Superlove is something that they say is very rare
In the dark, In your world it's everywhere
And I feel like an x x rated movie star
It's the way you love me down
It's the way you love me down
Everytime we kiss you bring out the woman in me
Everytime you holler out my name you set me free
I am a sex-o-matic venus freak when I'm with you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to
I am the automatic easy freak all over you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to

Superlove
Gimme some, some, some
We are the genius of love
Feel like an x x rated movie star
It's the way you love me down
It's the way you love me down
Everytime we kiss you bring out the woman in me
Everytime you holler out my name you set me free
I am a sex-o-matic venus freak when I'm with you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to
I am the automatic easy freak all over you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to

When we seek and hide
When my hands are tied
69 Positions and
Whip cream all over my skin
Lick you from bottom to root
Love to get down with you
I am a sex-o-matic venus freak when I'm with you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to
I am the automatic easy freak all over you
And I will stop it only when you tell me to

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The Luckiest Guy On The Lower East Side - Lyrics - 69 Love Songs - The Magnetic Fields

Title: The Luckiest Guy On The Lower East Side
Album: 69 Love Songs
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Composer(s): Stephin Merritt

Lyric:
Andy would bicycle across town in the rain to bring you
Candy and John would buy the gown for you to wear to the
Prom with Tom, the astronomer who'd name a star for you

But I'm the luckiest guy on the lower east side
'Cause I've got wheels and you want to go for a ride

Harry is the one I think you'll marry
But it's Chris that you kissed after school
Well I'm a fool, there's no doubt
But when the sun comes out and only when the sun comes out

I'm the luckiest guy on the lower east side
'Cause I've got wheels and you want to go for a ride

The day is beautiful and so are you
My car is ugly but then I'm ugly too
I know you'd never give me a second glance
When the weather's nice all the other guys don't stand a chance

I know Professor Blumen makes you feel like a woman
But when the wind is in your hair you laugh like a little girl
So you share secrets with Lou but we've got secrets too
Well, one I only keep this heap for you

'Cause I'm the ugliest guy on the lower east side
But I've got wheels and you want to go for a ride
Want to go for a ride

Want to go for a ride
Want to go for a ride

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Acoustic Guitar - Lyrics - 69 Love Songs - The Magnetic Fields

Title: Acoustic Guitar
Album: 69 Love Songs
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Composer(s): Stephin Raymond Merritt

Lyric:
Acoustic guitar, I'm gonna make you a star
Get your picture all over the world
Acoustic guitar, you can have your own car
Just bring me back my girl

She always loved the sound of your strum
You made her think, maybe, I wasn't so dumb
She tends to faint at the sound of a drum
'Cause she's focused and planned, maybe she'll come

Acoustic guitar, how lovely you are
With your inlays of mother of pearl
Be a good guitar and you could go far
Just bring me back my girl

She always said that you were the one
That could make her move her cute little bum
You understand where she's coming from
Which I obviously don't, or she wouldn't be gone

Acoustic guitar, if you think I play hard
Well, you could of belonged to Steve Earle
Or Charo or Gwar, I could sell you tomorrow
So bring me back my girl
You'd better bring me back my girl

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Strange Eyes - Lyrics - 69 Love Songs - The Magnetic Fields

Title: Strange Eyes
Album: 69 Love Songs
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Composer(s): Stephin Raymond Merritt

Lyric:
Strange eyes, blue clocks without hands
Two lives lived in distant lands
Little blue mysteries
What did they see in me

Strange eyes, early Picassos
Call me even when you don't
If only from pictures
It having been three years

The follow me in all my dreams
Oh, God I'm still in love with You

Strange eyes, to little star charts
Plunge knives into my poor heart
As lovely as a tree
They endlessly recede

Strange eyes, two little whirlpools
Made by God to destroy fools
Two pearls of infinite cost
Two paradises lost

They swallow me in all my dreams
Oh, God I'm still in love with You

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