Stupid Girl - Lyrics - Year Of The Spider - Cold

Title: Stupid Girl
Album: Year Of The Spider
Artist: Cold
Composer(s): Kelly Hayes, Jr., Ronald Ward, Rivers Cuomo, Samuel Mc Candless, Terry Balsamo, Jeremy D. Marshall

Lyric:
Wanna love ya, wanna bug ya
Wanna squeeze ya, stupid girl
Wanna touch ya, wanna take ya
Wanna shut ya, stupid girl

I can't take this
Born to break this

She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?
She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?

Stupid girl
Stupid girl

I'm a loner, I'm a loser
I'm a winner in my mind
I'm a bad one, I'm a good one
I'm a sick one with a smile

I can't take this
Born to break this

She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?
She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?
What's wrong with my life today?
She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?

Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Stupid girl

She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?
She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?
What's wrong with my life today?
She's going away, she's going away
What's wrong with my life today?

Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Stupid girl

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Stupid Girl - Lyrics - Songs from Instant Star - Alexz Johnson

Title: Stupid Girl
Album: Songs from Instant Star
Artist: Alexz Johnson
Composer(s): Doug Erickson, Butch Vig, Shirley Manson, Paul Simonon, Steve Marker, Mick Jones, Topper Headon, John Mellor

Lyric:
You pretend you're high
You pretend you're bored
You pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on
(What drives you on)
Can drive you mad
(Can drive you mad)
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

You stupid girl

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Stupid Girl (Todd Terry Remix) - Lyrics - Absolute Garbage [Limited Edition] - Garbage

Title: Stupid Girl (Todd Terry Remix)
Album: Absolute Garbage [Limited Edition]
Artist: Garbage
Composer(s): Doug Erickson, Butch Vig, Shirley Manson, Paul Simonon, Steve Marker, Mick Jones, Topper Headon, John Mellor

Lyric:
You pretend you're high
You pretend you're bored
You pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on
(What drives you on)
Can drive you mad
(Can drive you mad)
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had, you wasted
All you had, you wasted

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe, you fake it
Can't believe, you fake it

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe, you fake it
Can't believe, you fake it

You stupid girl

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Stupid Girl - Lyrics - Garbage - Garbage

Title: Stupid Girl
Album: Garbage
Artist: Garbage
Composer(s): Doug Erickson, Butch Vig, Shirley Manson, Paul Simonon, Steve Marker, Mick Jones, Topper Headon, John Mellor

Lyric:
You pretend you're high
You pretend you're bored
You pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted

What drives you on
(What drives you on)
Can drive you mad
(Can drive you mad)
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had

Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it

Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had, you wasted
All you had, you wasted

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe, you fake it
Can't believe, you fake it

You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe, you fake it
Can't believe, you fake it

You stupid girl

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Sorry For The Stupid Things - Lyrics - Grown & Sexy - Babyface

Title: Sorry For The Stupid Things
Album: Grown & Sexy
Artist: Babyface
Composer(s): Daryl Simmons, Kenneth Babyface Edmonds

Lyric:
Sometimes we wish for the better
When we have it good as it gets
Sometimes the grass isn't greener
As soon as we find out, we forget

Sometimes a fool doesn't know he's a fool
Sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog
Sometimes I do stupid things to you
When I really don't mean it at all

Sometimes a man is gon' be a man
It's not an excuse, it's just how it is
Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong
Sometimes the strong, ain't always so strong

Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl
She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world
God knows I don't mean to give it to you
So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do

Oh
Oh no
Oh

Sometimes I wish I was smarter
Wish I was a bit more like you
Not making stupid decisions made at the last minute
You live to regret when it's through

Well sometimes a fool, doesn't know he's a fool
And sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog
But sometimes I do stupid things to you
When I really didn't mean it at all

Sometimes a man is gon' be a man
It's not an excuse, it's just how it is
Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong
Sometimes the strong, ain't always be strong

Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl
She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world
God knows I don't mean to give it to you
So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do

Sometimes a fool doesn't know he's a fool
And sometimes a dog, he don't know he's a dog
Sometimes I do stupid things to you
When I really didn't mean it at all, at all, at all

Sometimes a man is gon' be a man
It's not an excuse, it's just how it is
Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong
Sometimes the strong, ain't always so strong

Sometimes a girl is gon' be a girl
She don't wanna deal with all the drama in your world
God knows I don't mean to give it to you
So girl, I'm sorry for the stupid things, I wish I didn't do but I do

Sometimes a man is gon' be a man
It's not an excuse, it's just how it is
Sometimes the wrong, don't know that they wrong
Sometimes the strong, strong

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Same Girl - Lyrics - Usher

Title: Same Girl
Artist: Usher
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Jayshaw

Lyric:
Yo Ush
What up Kells?
Wanna introduce you to this girl
Think I really love this girl
Yeah?

Man, she so fine
Straight up dawg
She stand about 5?4?
Coca-Cola red bone
Damn!

She drive a black Durango
Mmm
License plate say ?Angel?
What?
Tattoo on her ankle
Plus she?s makin? pesos

Got a crib on Peace Street
Peace Street?
Right on 17th street
Huh?
And I call her ?TT?
Wait a minute, hold on dawg!

Do she got a kid?
Yep
She love some Waffle House?
Yep
Do she got a beauty mark
On her left side of her mouth?
Man!

Went to Georgia Tech
Yep
Works for TBS
Yep
Man, I can?t believe this chick, damn mmm

Tell me what?s wrong dawg, what the hell you damnin? about?
I?m your homie so just say what?s on your mind
Man, I didn?t know that you were talkin? ?bout her
So man, you tellin? me you know her?
Do I know her? Like a pastor know his word

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
How could the love of my life and my potential wife
Be the, the same girl, the same girl?
Man, I can?t believe that we been messin?
With the same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

See I met her at this party in Atlanta!
Well I met her at this party in Chicago!
She came right up to me, givin? me conversation
I said, ?Do you got a man?? she said no with no hesitation
Well it must be a music thing ?cause she said the same to me
At a party all in my face, while I?m laughin? and buyin? her drinks

She whispered in my ear, said, ?Can you take me home??
Me too!
Man, she was in the Chi singin? that same song!
Is that true?!
And I thought it was true confessions then she said
?I love you?

Man I thought her body was callin' when she said
?I want you!?
Look I even got some pictures on my phone
Look at there, there she is with some boy shorts on

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
She?s the apple of my eye and my potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
Man, I just can?t believe that we been messin? ?round
With the same damn girl
The same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with both of us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

Said she got me on her ringtone
Are you talkin? ?bout the pink phone?
Mm mmm, the blue one
Man, she told me that was turned off
It?s obvious that she been playin? us, playin? us
Ush constantly she?s been lyin? to us, lyin? to us

Don?t like the way that she?s been goin? ?bout it, goin? ?bout it
Kells, what you think that we should do about it, do about it?
Call her up at her home, she won?t know I?m on the phone
Yeah man that?s the lick, homie we about to bust this trick
Man just ask her to meet up with you and I?m gonna show up too
And she won't know what to do we'll be standin? there singin?

The same girl, the same girl
She?s was the apple of my eye and your potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
I can?t believe that we been messin? with the same girl
The same girl, the same girl
She?s gon? be lookin? so stupid when see us together
U, K, man we?ve been messin? with the same girl

See, she was taken flights, movin? back and forth
(The same girl, the same girl)
I would pick her up at the airport
Man, I really can?t believe it
(The same girl, the same girl)
I can?t believe it, no
(The same girl, the same girl)

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Same Girl - Lyrics - Double Up - R. Kelly

Title: Same Girl
Album: Double Up
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Jayshaw

Lyric:
Yo Ush
What up Kells?
Wanna introduce you to this girl
Think I really love this girl
Yeah?

Man, she so fine
Straight up dawg
She stand about 5?4?
Coca-Cola red bone
Damn!

She drive a black Durango
Mmm
License plate say ?Angel?
What?
Tattoo on her ankle
Plus she?s makin? pesos

Got a crib on Peace Street
Peace Street?
Right on 17th street
Huh?
And I call her ?TT?
Wait a minute, hold on dawg!

Do she got a kid?
Yep
She love some Waffle House?
Yep
Do she got a beauty mark
On her left side of her mouth?
Man!

Went to Georgia Tech
Yep
Works for TBS
Yep
Man, I can?t believe this chick, damn mmm

Tell me what?s wrong dawg, what the hell you damnin? about?
I?m your homie so just say what?s on your mind
Man, I didn?t know that you were talkin? ?bout her
So man, you tellin? me you know her?
Do I know her? Like a pastor know his word

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
How could the love of my life and my potential wife
Be the, the same girl, the same girl?
Man, I can?t believe that we been messin?
With the same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

See I met her at this party in Atlanta!
Well I met her at this party in Chicago!
She came right up to me, givin? me conversation
I said, ?Do you got a man?? she said no with no hesitation
Well it must be a music thing ?cause she said the same to me
At a party all in my face, while I?m laughin? and buyin? her drinks

She whispered in my ear, said, ?Can you take me home??
Me too!
Man, she was in the Chi singin? that same song!
Is that true?!
And I thought it was true confessions then she said
?I love you?

Man I thought her body was callin' when she said
?I want you!?
Look I even got some pictures on my phone
Look at there, there she is with some boy shorts on

We messin? with the same girl, the same girl
She?s the apple of my eye and my potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
Man, I just can?t believe that we been messin? ?round
With the same damn girl
The same girl, the same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she?s been doublin' up with both of us
U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl

Said she got me on her ringtone
Are you talkin? ?bout the pink phone?
Mm mmm, the blue one
Man, she told me that was turned off
It?s obvious that she been playin? us, playin? us
Ush constantly she?s been lyin? to us, lyin? to us

Don?t like the way that she?s been goin? ?bout it, goin? ?bout it
Kells, what you think that we should do about it, do about it?
Call her up at her home, she won?t know I?m on the phone
Yeah man that?s the lick, homie we about to bust this trick
Man just ask her to meet up with you and I?m gonna show up too
And she won't know what to do we'll be standin? there singin?

The same girl, the same girl
She?s was the apple of my eye and your potential wife
The same girl, the same girl
I can?t believe that we been messin? with the same girl
The same girl, the same girl
She?s gon? be lookin? so stupid when see us together
U, K, man we?ve been messin? with the same girl

See, she was taken flights, movin? back and forth
(The same girl, the same girl)
I would pick her up at the airport
Man, I really can?t believe it
(The same girl, the same girl)
I can?t believe it, no
(The same girl, the same girl)

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Finding Out True Love Is Blind - Lyrics - Best Little Secrets Are Kept - Louis Xiv

Title: Finding Out True Love Is Blind
Album: Best Little Secrets Are Kept
Artist: Louis Xiv
Composer(s): Jason Staehler Hill, Brian Joseph Karscig

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Lyric:
Ah, chocolate girl
Well you're looking like something I want
(Finding out true love is blind)

Ah and your little Asian friend
Well she can come if she wants
(Finding out true love is blind)

I want all the self conscious girls
Who try to hide who they are with makeup
(Finding out true love is blind)

You know it?s the girl with a frown with the tight pants
I really want to shake up
(Finding out true love is blind)

Hey, carrot juice
I wanna squeeze you away until you bleed
(Finding out true love is blind)

And your vanilla friend
Well she looks like something I need
(Finding out true love is blind)

I want miss little smart girl
With your glasses and all your books
(Finding out true love is blind)

And I want the stupid girl
Who gives me all those dirty looks
(Finding out true love is blind)

Wind you up and make you crawl to me
Tie you up until you call to me
Wind you up and make you crawl to me
Tie you up until you call to me

Ah, brown girl with those with the hot pants
Shaking that thing on the street
(Finding out true love is blind)

Yeah and the short girls
With the way they crawl knocks me off my feet
(Finding out true love is blind)

And all the tough girls
Who never want me to see them cry
(Finding out true love is blind)

And the girls
Who straight treat me like a dog until the day I die
(Finding out true love is blind)

Ah chocolate girl
Well you're looking like something I want
Ah and your little Asian friend well
Well she can come if she wants

I want all the self conscious girls
Who try to hide who they are with makeup
You know it?s the girl with a frown
With the tight pants I really want to shake up

Hey, carrot juice
I wanna squeeze you away until you bleed
(Finding out true love is blind)

And your vanilla friend
Well she looks like something I need
(Finding out true love is blind)

I want miss little smart girl
With your glasses and all your books
(Finding out true love is blind)

And I want the stupid girl
Who gives me all those dirty looks
(Finding out true love is blind)

Wind me up and make me crawl to you
Tie me up and make me call to you
Wind you up and make you crawl to me
Tie you up until you call to me

Finding out true love is blind
Finding out true love is blind
Finding out true love is blind
Finding out true love is blind

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Where Did We Go Wrong - Lyrics - Pandemonium! - B2k

Title: Where Did We Go Wrong
Album: Pandemonium!
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Dreux Frederic, Jerome Jones, Omari Grandberry, Kelton Kessee, J Houston, Tony Oliver, D Thornton, Marques Houston

Lyric:
Yeah platinum status B2K
Dave Mac we gone bump your speakers with this one
Yeah, uh, y'all know who this is it's B2K
Check it out, I wanna tell ya'll about this girl
I don't think she had it all
'Cause she had it all with me, but she left
Now she's gotta nothin'
And if you still don't understand
Raz talk to them, let them know

You was always trippin'
For no reason
As if somethin' was on your mind
Then when I asked you what was wrong
You carried on like we were fine
Then one day you up and leave
Like I forced you not to be with me
You and I both know what's really goin' on?
That's why we broke up over the phone

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever leave
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
But I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

I was your man, you were my girl
The relationship lasted to long
For you to just walk out without a sign
Tell me where did we go wrong?
I seat thinking were you ever creepin'
'Cause you shocked so fast you never known
What drove me away from you?
Your the crazy one play dumb, play dumb

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever leave
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
But I'm not that man

Hey girl
You didn't have to ever
You choose
To push yourself away from me
And I know
You want to see jealousy
I'm not that man

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Can I ask the question why?
We argue over
Stupid little things
We ain't together
Why can't be friends
Instead of fighting?
Where did we go wrong?
Where did we go wrong?

Yo, I need to ask you a question
Why do we always gotta argue when we talk
We not even together anymore
At least we can be friends or somethin'
You actin' all brand new, dang
I don't care about him 'cause I got me a girl too
It don't matter you know what I'm sayin'
We can go on double dates if you want too
I just want to know why you trippin' out on me
You need to fix your attitude
Just cause I ain't your man don't mean I would get in your aa
Yeah, you better understand that I'm still that, uh
You better act like you know you better tell him
'Cause if you don't I will, I run this and I ain't playin', no

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Val Kilmer - Lyrics - Great Burrito Extortion Case - Bowling For Soup

Title: Val Kilmer
Album: Great Burrito Extortion Case
Artist: Bowling For Soup
Composer(s): Zac Maloy, Jaret Reddick

Lyric:
I always thought my movie would be a comedy
Not quite the tragedy that it's become
More slapstick than chick-flick
More 'Caddyshack' than 'Breakfast At Tiffany's'

So, thank me at the podium
For a lifetime of contribution
Turn on the cameras, someone cue the extras
Hair and makeup, to the set

Because the big screen's calling
Final casting call
It's your big shot, baby
You're the next big star

Of another stupid movie
'Bout a guy with a broken heart
Who's falling apart

You're headed for the cutting room floor
(Headed for the cutting room floor)
And in the sequel, honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

So if you miss my movie, get the DVD
Check out the chemistry between you and me
Less 'Raising Arizona'
More 'Steel Magnolias'

So when you walk down that red carpet
I hope you trip and fall
I hope someone squirts you with a water gun
A super soaker filled with pee

Because the big screen's calling
Final casting call
It's your big shot, baby
You're the next big star

Of another stupid movie
'Bout a guy with a broken heart
Who's falling apart

You're headed for the cutting room floor
(Headed for the cutting room floor)
And in the sequel, honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

All apologies to Kevin Costner
And that chick from 'Monster'
Give me Adam Sandler, Will Ferrell
Belushi and even Val Kilmer
He was funny in 'Real Genius'

What about 'Top Gun'?
No, 'Top Gun' wasn't funny, whatever
'Top Secret' was funny too
But he sucked as Batman

Because the big screen's calling
Final casting call
It's your big shot, baby
You're the next big star

Of another dumb movie
'Bout a guy with a broken heart
I'm falling apart

Steven Spielberg's calling
And he's sending a car
It's your big shot, baby
You're the next big star

Of another stupid movie
'Bout a guy with a broken heart
Who's falling apart

You're headed for the cutting room floor
(Headed for the cutting room floor)
And in the sequel, honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

Who gets the girl
I'm the guy that gets the girl
(Adam Sandler, Will Ferrel, Belushi and Akroid)
Who gets the girl
(Chris Farley, Bill Murray in Stripes)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

(Eddie Murphy 'til 90, Chris Rock and John Candy)
Who gets the girl
(The cast of Hollywood Knights)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

(Mike Myers, Jim Carry and the Farelly Brothers)
Who gets the girl
(Are more my style)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

(Terms Of Endearment, I didn't get it)
Who gets the girl
(I'd much rather shut up and smile)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

(Adam Sandler, Will Ferrel, Belushi and Akroid)
Who gets the girl
(Chris Farley, Bill Murray in Stripes)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

(Eddie Murphy 'til 90, Chris Rock and John Candy)
Who gets the girl
(The cast of Hollywood Knights)
I'm the guy that gets the girl

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Somebody Else Bumped Your Girl - Lyrics - Freddie Foxxx

Title: Somebody Else Bumped Your Girl
Artist: Freddie Foxxx
Composer(s): Freddie Foxxx

Lyric:
Did you ever have a girl and you thought she was it?
To find out in the long run she ain't even shit
Dress her up nice, sport her all over town
And then behind your back she likes sleepin' around

She's steppin' out late while you're home in bed
To another brother kickin' bass all in her head
You're layin' there, lookin' at her photo in frame
And you're chirpin' like a bird while you're singin' her name

You call her every night then you're off by 10
When you hang up the phone, she hits the road again
Sad what I'm sayin' but it's gotta be true
Everybody knows your girl better than you

But what I'm sayin' is this, you said she'd never do wrong
You met her at first, she did a dancin' song
Said, "I'll stay with you forever and brighten your world"
Face it, somebody bumpin' your girl

Somebody else bumped your girl
And the thought of it wrecked your world
Somebody else bumped your girl
It makes you mad, don't it?

Somebody else bumped your girl
And the thought of it wrecked your world
Somebody else bumped your girl
It make you ill, won't it?

I met this kid named Jesse on my way uptown
Sittin' on the train, on his face was a frown
I said, "My man, what's the matter?", then he started to sweat
Said, "My girl left the crib and she didn't come home yet"

"Foxxx, I'm hurt, sad as could be
'Cause every time she leaves she always calls me
But I ain't heard a word, I'm worried to death
I can't understand why she up and just left"

"How long has it been?", he said, "About six days
And man, I did a lotta prayin' and I hope that it pays"
I looked him in his face told him, "Don't be a cad
'Cause ain't a girl in the world, it's insanity, mad"

"You better start thinkin' and preparin' your heart
'Cause if you hear the wrong thing you'll be torn apart"
Jesse stood up, the train came to a stop
Had a look on his face like he was about to pop

I said, "So what's up?", then he looked in my grill
Kinda like I look myself when I'm 'bout to get ill
He was lookin' on a platform, right by a can
His girl lockin' lips with another man

Jesse broke stupid and pulled out a tool
And started lickin' off like a crazy fool
The brother went rambo, actin' wild
And shot sixteen people at the turnstyle

The girl got sick when she saw blood flowin'
The brother she was with did a Jesse Owens
I couldn't believe the brother ruined his world
All because somebody else bumped his girl

Somebody else bumped your girl
And the thought of it wrecked your world
Somebody else bumped your girl
It makes you mad, don't it?

Now I'ma tell you all a story 'bout my man Jim Stone
Who had a three-floor mansion and a yacht of his own
He had enough money but what capes the cake
He had the baddest girl in about 10 states

All about he ever talked about was lovin' his girl
And how he'd never touch another in the whole wide world
Jim got the nerve, wants to buy her a ring
And when he put it on her finger, she was ready to sting

The brother had a party at his crib one night
Had the place laid out and the music was hype
About 100 people, I would say, no less
Freddie Foxxx ain't stupid, I can knowledge a mess

I noticed his girl, she kept grinnin' a lot
She was hangin' 'round the fireplace in this one spot
She looked like she was waitin' for a train or a bus
She was waitin' for Jim's best man, his boy Gus

Gus got slick, took the girl by the hand
And dipped the step like the Bionic Man
I stood there shakin' my head, I had a flashback
'Bout what happened uptown by the train tracks

Jim came over and he said to me
"Fred, I got a real bad thought bumrushin' my head"
I said, "So what's the matter?", then he looked at me twice
And said, "I can't find my best man Gus or my wife"

Jim was on a mission, I could look in his eyes
And see the meter on his blood pressure startin' to rise
He headed up the steps and I followed behind
And I could tell by his face he had death on his mind

He stood by the room and the door was cranked
Then he took off his shirt and then we both stepped back
Jim kicked the door open and he stuck in his head
And saw Gus and his wife both naked in bed

Jim grabbed a bat and I tell you the truth
He was swingin' home runs like my man Babe Ruth
He left 'em both layin' there, stiff as a board
And he turned to me and said, "Freddie Foxxx, I scored"

Two accounts, murder one now he sits in his cell
With a life-long sentence and a story to tell
I couldn't believe the brother ruined his world
All because somebody bumped his girl

Somebody else bumped your girl
And the thought of it wrecked your world
Somebody else bumped your girl
It makes you mad, don't it?

Somebody else bumped your girl
And the thought of it wrecked your world
Somebody else bumped your girl
It make you ill, won't it?

You mean that's it?

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Sulky Girl - Lyrics - Elvis Costello

Title: Sulky Girl
Artist: Elvis Costello
Composer(s): Declan Patrick Macmanus

Lyric:
She wears a wedding ring her sister lent
To throw them off the scent
Just let them guess, it's what they expect
Who in the world has bitten her neck?

She's discovered wearing last night's dress
The carnal and cunning, she couldn't express
Who do you think she's trying to impress?

I think you'd better hold your tongue
Although you've never been that strong
I'm sorry to say that I knew all along
You're no match for that sulky girl

She left her European town before she let the family down
She couldn't stand the Massacre Game
So she dyed her hair and adopted another name
With the evidence of passing out stamped on her hand
She glows in the dark he thinks she's from another planet

I think you'd better hold your tongue
Although you've never been that strong
I'm sorry to say that I knew all along
You're no match for that sulky girl

Sulky girl, I'm sure you look a picture when you cry
Threatening the silent treatment doesn't qualify
It's like money in the bank, your expression is blank
But while the chance appears you'll be nearer to tears
Sulky girl

Sulky girl, I'm sure you look a picture when you cry
Threatening the silent treatment doesn't qualify
It's like money in the bank, your expression is blank
But while the chance appears you'll be nearer to tears
Sulky girl

He said, "Hello, my pretty flower"
Just trying out his tycoon power avoiding the mirror, her pitying stare
She said, "You're mistaken, your money's no good in here"

Just some stupid little know it all
Who thought she looked easy, he's not that astute
He'll pay for the distance between cruelty and beauty

I think you'd better hold your tongue
Although you've never been that strong
I'm sorry to say that I knew all along
You're no match for that sulky girl

So I won't tell you again what do you gain
By blackening her name she's smarter than you
Oh isn't it a shame you're gonna lose that sulky girl

Sulky girl, I saw you practicing your blackmail faces
Suddenly you're talking like a duchess but you're still a waitress
I saw through your pretense but in my defense
There are a few events I think will spare the censor
Sulky girl

Sulky girl, I saw you practicing your blackmail faces
Suddenly you're talking like a duchess but you're still a waitress
I saw through your pretense but in my defense
There are a few events I think will spare the censor
Sulky girl

Sulky girl, I saw you practicing your blackmail faces
Suddenly you're talking like a duchess but you're still a waitress
I saw through your pretense but in my defense
There are a few events I think will spare the censor
Sulky girl

Sulky girl, I saw you practicing your blackmail faces
Suddenly you're talking like a duchess but you're still a waitress
I saw through your pretense but in my defense
There are a few events I think will spare the censor
Sulky girl

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She'S A Girl &Amp; I'M A Man - Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

Title: She'S A Girl &Amp; I'M A Man
Artist: Lloyd Cole
Composer(s): Robert Quine, Lloyd Cole

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Lyric:
She said she didn't understand and so she guessed he was deep
He swore he'd never been to college and was too tall to be
So as she led him to the slaughter thinking she'd be laughing last
Now the lady in the question is his better half

She's gotta be the stupidest girl, I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, where I've been
She's got a right to be with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't wanna understand that she's a girl and I'm a man

He thought that women and drink would make a man out of him
But the extent of his studies left a jaded man
So as she led him to the altar he was easily led
And when they asked him if he did, well, then this is what he said

"She's gotta be the stupidest girl, I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, where I've been
She's got a right to be with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't wanna understand that she's a girl and I'm a man"

Well, she's a girl and I'm a man, she's a girl and I'm a man
She's a girl and I'm a man, she's a girl and I'm a man
She's a girl and I'm a man, she's a girl

She's gotta be the stupidest girl, I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, where I've been
She's got a right to be with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't wanna understand that she's a girl and I'm her man

Every time she's near me, she gives me any reason to be alive
Try to get right, yeah she looks right through me
She says you're not cool, you're just like me, you're a stupid man
Get over here, hold my stupid hand
She's all right, yeah

You wouldn't understand, sister is a man fan-aca

She's gotta be the stupidest girl, I've ever seen
She don't care who, why, where I've been
She's got a right to be with all that's wrong with me
But she doesn't wanna understand that she's a girl and I'm a man

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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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Pillz (Bitch I Might Be) - Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Title: Pillz (Bitch I Might Be)
Artist: Gucci Mane
Composer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Xavier L Dotson, J Taylor

Lyric:
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now everything was gravy 'til your bitch came in
'Bout the same time that that thang kicked in

Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinkin' this Buffie the body
Ain't your name 'Lil Trina 'cause you look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for that action

Gucci Mane, you stupid man I love the way you flowin'
Ridin' in my drop but I don't know where I'm goin'
On two eighty five I keep ridin' in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin' like a pound of purple

Gucci show time give me five more minutes
And a cold orange juice 'cause I'm really really trippin'
Went to the strip club and request that I'm da man
The next thing you know I was throwin' rubber bands

Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Shawty tellin' me she ain't neva suck no dick
Neva took a pill or neva ate a bitch
You a lie but I ain't gonna get upset right now
But I wish I had a lie detector test right now

You say you marry well bitch you might be
But I bet your husband ain't icy like me
She stand on B.C. in my ashy black tee
When dem dope man Nike's and dem jore ass jeans

I don't pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
I'mma the shit in East Atlanta baby ask about me
Pop one, pop two, two halves that's three
Ain't no waffle house baby hell I can't eat

Gucci hood like your hood man he's so extreme
Wearin' doces in the club 'cause you know the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang let you see my seats
We've been rollin', rollin', rollin', we ain't slept in weeks

Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Gucci Mane [Incomprehensible] nigga get your mind right
Order crys by the twelve like a case of bud light
Sell a cush by a bell so you know might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on an all night flight

I'm high like Fabo hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go like my name E 40
A rich rock star nigga I'm gonna party
Got a party pack of pillz that's at least 'bout 40

I'll pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of these pillz call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pillz man I'm so real
Three dollars for a pill that's a damn good deal

Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be

Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

Ay wassup Gucci Mane, why you sweatin' so hard?
Is you rollin' or somethin'?
Shit well baby, I might be but god now what is you doin'?
You jockin' a playa, you ch-chewy ova here right

Look I ain't K-Rab baby you know what I mean
I'm not a piece of bubblegum, what I'm doin' is not your business
But matta of fact while you ova here, is you a waitress or somethin'? 'Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress

So do what you do iight, Imma give you this hundred dollars
Go get you what ever you drankin', bring me and click about ten of dem Orange juices, five crunk juices and we'll be straight how 'bout that?
And is you straight, is you single or is you marry?
'Cause I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah

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Best Dress - Lyrics - Todd Smith - Ll Cool J

Title: Best Dress
Album: Todd Smith
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Pharrell L Williams, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
Hey, hey, hey, hey

We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress on tonight

This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight

54-11's poppin' wheelies front of Willyburgers
Candy apple M3's, slidin' out gently
Rollin up in Bentleys, Tyson was the champ then
Right after the Rooftop, years before the Hamptons

You was a ghetto queen and a diamond in the rough
You was so beautiful and the world was so rough
Your man was locked up cause the cops popped up
You dropped out of school on top of that you knocked up

He was yo' crush, you was his crutch
He'll be gone a dime and it's hard to stay in touch
Your moms say you stupid but you love him so much
Now it's, broken dreams and broken Beemers in the dust

Standin' up on a crowded bus, for college courses
Stay on course when it gets rough, you never lost it
Stay strong baby trust, you'll be back flossin'
Diamond studs and linen crush keep your head up

We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress on tonight

This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight

Her boyfriend's comin' through with them hickeys on his neck
He claims he's lovin' her but never shows her no respect
All she knows is neglect, a lifetime of stress
Big momma, huh momma, now lil' momma is next

You can see the effects of gettin' treated incorrect
'Cause she let the cycle continue, make excuses for his steps
Her girlfriends tried to warn her, all he wanted was the sex
Once he get it, then he gone, then it's on to somethin' fresh

Somethin' new, nothin' borrowed, nothin' blue, no weddin' dress
But that's aight, you still young, you got your lifetime left
You gotta leave all that alone, find yourself
There's no love until you love you remind yourself

We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress on tonight

This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight

To all my ghetto girls all around the world
You know the ones with the weaves and the Shirley Temple curls
Keep fightin', uh baby girl keep fightin', yeah, yeah
To all my ghetto queens survivin' by all means

There's a rock and a hard place you somewhere in between
Keep fightin', uh baby girl keep fightin', yeah
To all my single mommas you been strugglin' with drama
Doin' what you gotta but still keepin' your honor
Keep fightin', uh, baby girl keep fightin', yeah yeah, sing it

We gon' get it poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin' girl
Get your best dress on tonight

This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin' now girl
Get your best dress on tonight

Get your best dress on tonight
Get your best dress on tonight
Get your best dress on tonight

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Park The Pickup (Kiss The Girl) - Lyrics - Chad Brock

Title: Park The Pickup (Kiss The Girl)
Artist: Chad Brock
Composer(s): Annie Tate, David Allen Berg, Sam Tate

Lyric:
That's the third time that you passed it
The turn to lover's lane
You're drivin' her in circles
You're drivin' me insane

And this is your conscience speakin'
Now, I don't mean to pry
But how can you miss that kiss me look
That's right there in her eyes

Don't you know it's now or never
Come on, man and get it together

And park the pickup and kiss the girl
Find a spot with a pretty view
Pull her over next to you
The whole world's your oyster
She's your pearl
Now park the pickup and kiss the girl

Kiss the girl

Now I ain't tryin' to scare you
But you'd better get this right
You only get so many chances
So many moonlit nights

And I wouldn't be your conscience
If I could lie to you
So the truth is, time is wastin'
So it's time to make your move

Come on, turn up the music
Before you say something stupid

And park the pickup and kiss the girl
Find a spot with a pretty view
Pull her over next to you
The whole world's your oyster
She's your pearl
Now park the pickup and kiss the girl

Kiss the girl

Come on, turn up the music
Before you say something stupid

And park the pickup and kiss the girl
Find a spot with a pretty view
And pull her over next to you
The whole world's your oyster
She's your pearl
Now park the pickup and kiss the girl

Park the pickup and kiss the girl
Kiss the girl

The whole world's your oyster
She's your pearl
Now park the pickup and kiss the girl
I'm gonna park right over here

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The Rock Show - Lyrics - Take Off Your Pants And Jacket - Blink 182

Title: The Rock Show
Album: Take Off Your Pants And Jacket
Artist: Blink 182
Composer(s): Tom De Longe, Mark Hoppus, Travis L Barker

Lyric:
Hanging up behind the club on the weekend
Acting stupid, getting drunk with my best friends
I couldn't wait for the summer and the warped tour
I remember it's the first time that I saw her there

She's getting kicked out of school, 'cause she's failing
I'm kinda nervous, 'cause I think all her friends hate me
She's the one, she'll always be there
She took my hand and I made it I swear

Because I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said "What?" and I told her that I didn't know
She's so cool, gonna sneak in through her window
Everything's better when she's around
Can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show

When we said we were gonna move to Vegas
I remember the look her mother gave us
Seventeen without a purpose or direction
We don't owe anyone a fuckin' explanation

Fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said "What?, and I told her that I didn't know
She's so cool, gonna sneak in through her window
Everything's better when she's around
Can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show

Black and white picture of her on my wall
I waited for her call, she always kept me waiting
And if I ever got another chance, I'd still ask her to dance
Because she kept me waiting

I fell in love with the girl at the rock show
She said "What?", and I told her that I didn't know
She's so cool, gonna sneak in through her window
Everything's better when she's around
Can't wait 'til her parents go out of town
I fell in love with the girl at the rock show

With the girl at the rock show
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show
(I'll never forget tonight)
With the girl at the rock show

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