The Red Dress - Lyrics - Motion City Soundtrack

Title: The Red Dress
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Composer(s): Justin Courtney Pierre, Joshua Allen Cain, Jesse Mack Johnson, Matthew Scott Taylor, Tony Richard Thaxton

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Lyric:
I like your hair much better that way
When it hangs out front when it hangs out front
With tilted head like a listener
But I'm just thinking about the red dress
I like the red dress

I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way
From coast to coast, I'm chilly most, I'm chill
I never knew the way to Pasadena
But now I know and now I know and I am grateful

You say, you'll burn this city down
With stars and stripes, with stars and stripes
And ask if I'll move out west with you
But I'm still thinking about the red dress

I like the red dress
I like the red dress
I like the red dress
I like the red dress
I like the red dress

I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way
From coast to coast, I'm chilly most, I'm chill
I never knew the way to Pasadena
But now I know and now I know and I am grateful

Coast to coast and in too deep
Saving our secret for the weekends which I can't remember
Motel walls and in disguise
Telephone calls we don't reply with drink I see things better

I'll see you around
We'll bring the house down
We'll bring the house down

I like the red dress
I like the red dress
I like the red dress
...

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In A Red Dress And Alone - Lyrics - The Pursuit Begins When This Portrayal Of Life Ends - Evans Blue

Title: In A Red Dress And Alone
Album: The Pursuit Begins When This Portrayal Of Life Ends
Artist: Evans Blue
Composer(s): Kevin Clarkson, Joseph Lauzon, Vladimir Tanaskovic

Lyric:
Let's start it over from the beginning
Let's play for keeps
So I know you can never get the best of me
Sometimes you have to and the other times you serve
Whoever saves you and brings you to your knees, my love

Beauty fades when she dies
In a red dress and alone but it was the best times
And you're right to love him
And you're right to want to close the door and lock me in
Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins

I'm screaming down side streets
Where the city ends and the dead ends meet
Bite your lip and smile
While many holes to fill and I'll find them all

She holds them in her hands
But when she lets go she knows
It's the last time that she ever will again
And you'll find that

Beauty fades when she dies
In a red dress and alone but it was the best times
And you're right to love him
And you're right to want to close the door and lock me in
Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins

You're wrong
I am not alone, I was right
You were not the only one

And beauty fades when she dies
In a red dress and alone but it was the best times
And you're right to love him
And you're right to want to close the door and lock me in
Break the key and chase the blood out of my veins

Carve my name into concrete so that they know that I'm alive

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The Distance - Lyrics - Bounce - Bon Jovi

Title: The Distance
Album: Bounce
Artist: Bon Jovi
Composer(s): Richie Sambora, Jon Bon Jovi, Desmond Child

Lyric:
There's a train out in the distance
Destination still unknown
Far away where no one's waiting
So far from home, so far from home

There's a rose outside your window
The first snow is fallin' down
Like that lonesome whistle blowin'
I keep on goin', keep on goin'

Close your eyes and see my blue skies breaking
Through these dark clouds
You are the light
In my mind I see your red dress
And your arms are reaching through the night
I'll never give up the fight
I'll go the distance

There's a thread that runs between us
Pullin' across this great divide
It's only there for the believers
Don't stop believin', don't stop believin'

Close your eyes and see my blue skies breaking
Through these dark clouds
You are the light
In my mind I see your red dress
When your arms are reaching through the night
I'll never give up the fight
I'll go the distance, I'll go the distance

There's a never endin' story
That begins with you and I
Like a rose outside your window
Don't let it die, don't let it die
Don't let it die

Close your eyes and see my blue skies breaking
Through these dark clouds
You are the light
In my mind I see your red dress
And your arms are reaching through the night

Close your eyes and see my blue skies breaking
Through these dark clouds
You are the light
In my mind I see your red dress
And my arms are reaching through the night
I'll never give up the fight
I'll go the distance, I'll go the distance
I'll go the distance, I'll go the distance
I'll go the distance

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All Black - Lyrics - Good Morning Revival - Good Charlotte

Title: All Black
Album: Good Morning Revival
Artist: Good Charlotte
Composer(s): Don Gilmore, Joel Madden, Benji Madden

Lyric:
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the color of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red now it's just all black

As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white
As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright
My mother she used to tell me, "Son you better get to church
It's a dark dark world and there's evil out there
And you know it's only getting worse"

Yeah, I never been much for weddings or anniversaries
But I go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
Some people say that I sound strange, some say that I'm not right
But I find beauty in this world every single night

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the color of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red now it's just all black

I sat down at her table at the end of the night
She was having black coffee and a cigarette
She wasn't wearing white

She said, "People tell me that I'm strange they say that I'm not right"
She said, "The only time I feel alive is in the dead of night"
I think I found the one for me

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the color of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red now it's just all black

I remember feeling so alive
The night I looked into her eyes

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the color of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red, I used to see red

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
All black, all black

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
All black, all black, all black
All black, all black

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Shoes And Dress That Alice Wore - Lyrics - Tom T. Hall

Title: Shoes And Dress That Alice Wore
Artist: Tom T. Hall
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall

Lyric:
I'm humming as I walk this house and do my daily chores
When I put the broom away I see the dress that Alice wore
It's hanging in the closet sadly sagging without form
Empty dress there in the closet held a body soft and warm
Shoes and dress that Alice wore

It's the dress she wore the night she caught me lying there beside
Some strange woman meaning nothing just some bones and hair and hide
I could pot explain it to her and I cannot to this day
Now I stand here staring at the dress she wore to go away
Shoes and dress that Alice wore

And the shoes are red and shiny and they're modest in the heel
And the dress a bad investment and the color could be teal
She went screaming from the room where I lay blinking in the nude
With the woman there beside me saying ain't this woman rude
Shoes and dress that Alice wore

So, I asked the undertaker in a private kind of way
Before you close the casket when our friends have gone away
If it's not too strange to reason I would make one last request
Since it all goes in the ground I'd like to have the shoes and dress
Shoes and dress that Alice wore

So, I'm humming as I walk this house

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Dress Code - Lyrics - W.C.

Title: Dress Code
Artist: W.C.
Composer(s): William Jr. Calhoun, A Wheaton, Wayne Lamar Jackson, Andrew Love

Lyric:
You know what's makin' me mad?
Day after day I'm catchin' all of this slack
Seems you gotta wear a suit, unless you wanna jacked
'Cause in the '90s, y'all, these fools got a set of them thangs

Where if you ain't wearin' a three-piece suit, you gotta gang bang
I walked in a rest', 'bout to order
And people starin' like I had manure on my pants
Grabbin' they purse, checkin' they wallets in the back

And thinkin' I'ma rob em, 'cause I'm in all black
Yo, my Corduroys are cuffed with a crease down the middle
Snake skin around my waist, so my pants hang a little
But I don't deal the package of crack

So what's the reason for the dirty looks?
Yo, check my name in your books
Seem like every time I slap on my Starter cap
And step for a breath of fresh air
I end up fillin' up a questionnaire

"What's your name?" "Where you're goin?"
"Yo, what gang are you from?"
They tell me "Don't get smart" and so I play dumb
'Cause when I tell em where I stay, it doesn't get better

Live in South Central, they assume you got a jail record
A stereotypical attitude
That if you look like me, you gotta run with a crew
'Cause when I step upon the scene everybody's gettin' petrol

No matter what the color
(What's up?)
I'm gettin' sweated for my dress code
(Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps)

(That's why they dress just like suckers)
(Ha?)
(Suckers)
(What?)
(Suckers)

What is this, a prison? I'm buggin' off the way that I'm livin'
Seems everywhere I turn I'm assumin' the position
At school I'm gettin' tired of hearin' the same old thing
Here come the rickety security, sweatin me for my earring

I don't carry a gun, though they consider me a threat
I guess I got em scared by the way that I dress
Unlike you I couldn't afford to shop at Macy's or Penny's
So it's off to the swap meet for a fresh pair of Dickey's

So what you're tellin' me, is now I'm a crook
Who wrote the book on how a kid in my position's supposed to look?
Get me a fade and a pair of tight pants
I get a chance with the girls who wouldn't give me a glance

A big funny lookin' hat just to cover my naps
A pair of patten leather shoes might keep me out of scraps
If I made that turn, it might save me some trouble
But I gotta watch my back, on the alert for a squabble

Don't go here, don't go there, brothers comin' up missin'
Got a pocket full of money, and I'm still getttin' dissed
'Cause it's a scam or a phase of my life that I'm goin' through
If you dress like me, you gotta run with a crew

I'm tickin' like a time bomb, ready to explode
Even in my front yard
(What's up?)
I'm gettin' sweated for my dress code
(Alright, fellas, no tennis shoes, no hats, no khakis, alright?)

Let's take a trip to the club scene
(Somebody tell me what's goin' on)
You gotta wear a silk shirt just to dance to a funky song
Bouncers makin' enemies for minimum wage
But they're the first ones to run when the club gets sprayed

Don't wanna let me in, because I'm wearin' my beeper
And if you're sportin' gold, then you gotta be a dope dealer
(I paid 17.50 to hear a funky rhyme flow
And they're sweatin' at the do' like I just entered a fashion show)

Yo, they put a curfew on Westwood, to keep me in my neighborhood
My hat's to the back, so I must be up to no good
(I got a jacket on my back for the fact that I rap
And they heard I was from Compton, so they ran they pennies back)

Scared of me for what, no, I don't wear tux
And if I ever got a Grammy, man, I'd bail in some Chuck
Tailors to show the whole world it's alright to be yourself
Should I change the way I dress, so I can look like the rest?

Wearin' red, black and green, but they don't know what it means
Put on a African medallion, now they're down with the team
Penetratin' for a click, first they wouldn't, now they switched
But they ain't gettin' rich
(Ain't that a bitch?)

Go strike a GQ pose, I got soul in my stroll
So they ban my video
(For what?)
'Cause they didn't like my dress code

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Where Dead Angels Lie - Lyrics - Dissection

Title: Where Dead Angels Lie
Artist: Dissection
Composer(s): Jon Andreas Nodtveidt

Lyric:
In the dawn an angel was dancing
Surrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
And with patience awaiting the night

Mournful night, attractive night
Your dark beauty obsesses me
An angel bewitched by the shadows
And seduced by the whispering lies

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angel cold

Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze
Is sweeping all over the plain
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale
On her face an image of pain

Snow is now falling to the frozen ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across the plain
To welcome the eternal night

The dress is white with crystals of ice
And frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky
The silence where dead angels lie

Touch the snow
Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die!

The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels cold
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling
Another story is told

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky
The silence where dead angels lie

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Where Dead Angels Lie (Demo Version) - Lyrics - Dissection

Title: Where Dead Angels Lie (Demo Version)
Artist: Dissection
Composer(s): Jon Andreas Nodtveidt

Lyric:
In the dawn an angel was dancing
Surrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
And with patience awaiting the night

Mournful night, attractive night
Your dark beauty obsesses me
An angel bewitched by the shadows
And seduced by the whispering lies

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angel cold

Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze
Is sweeping all over the plain
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale
On her face an image of pain

Snow is now falling to the frozen ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across the plain
To welcome the eternal night

The dress is white with crystals of ice
And frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky
The silence where dead angels lie

Touch the snow
Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die!

The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels cold
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling
Another story is told

A spell was cast and the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky
The silence where dead angels lie

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Ghetto Love - Lyrics - GO! - Mario

Title: Ghetto Love
Album: GO!
Artist: Mario
Composer(s): Chasity Nwagbara, Chuka Maduakor, Warren Felder, Kristal Olliver, Sterling Simms

Lyric:
I can?t do this no more
This ain?t gon? work, man

(Here I go again)
She?s callin? me, two way with a secret code
(Here I go again)
Preparin? to leave, pay the bar off
These chicks won?t let me go

(Tell the one in the red dress)
I?ma see what I can do about that
(Told the one in the white shirt)
Hit me back, told the one in the black
Girl, I?ma get back

(Here I go again)
On the freeway, meetin' shawty at the getaway
(Here I go again)
Turn it up, can?t go to sleep
?Cause I?m thinkin? ?bout my girl

And I?m tired of the games
Different faces, different names
I know somethin?s gotta change

That ain?t how I wanna live
Every night a different chick
I done hit the models at the parties
In the city that never sleeps

But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love
?Cause I?m like Knightwrita
And the soul provider

Gotta change the game
Dippin? off you ain't the same
But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love

(Now I'm thinkin?)
Wantcha catch a flight 2 am up on the red-eye
(But I?m thinkin?)
If I see my girl she?s gonna see the cheatin? in my eyes

(Then I crept outta bed)
Went to the bathroom to clear my head
(Took a look in the mirror)
Looked at the bed
Wishin? I had my girl here instead

(I started thinkin?)
Maybe I?m buggin?
Maybe I just wanna get with other women
(But I'm thinkin?)
That don?t make no sense
?Cause none of them measure up to what she gives, no

And I?m tired of these games
Different faces, different names
I know somethin?s gotta change

That ain?t how I wanna live
Every night a different chick
And I done hit the models at the parties
In the city that never sleeps

But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love
?Cause I?m like Knightwrita
And the soul provider

Gotta change the game
Dippin? off you ain't the same
But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love, yeah

(And I'm thinkin?)
Maybe I'll just call my girl
And tell her that I need her ghetto love
(Maybe I should just leave)
Grab the keys to my car and leave
?Cause I know this chick ain't my ghetto love

(What am I doin??)
Maybe I should take a minute
Clear my head before I jump the gun, baby
(I know what I need)
?Cause I know what I need right now
And it?s gotta be my ghetto love

That ain?t how I wanna live
Every night a different chick
I done hit the models at the parties
In the city that never sleeps

But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love
?Cause I?m like Knightwrita
And the soul provider

Gotta change the game
Dippin? off you ain't the same
But I know when I touch down
My girl's got that ghetto love

I ain?t goin' nowhere, I?m staying right here
And God, oh no, don't you worry about it, no, no

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Under The Gun - Lyrics - Mr Moonlight - Foreigner

Title: Under The Gun
Album: Mr Moonlight
Artist: Foreigner
Composer(s): Lou Gramm, Mick Jones

Lyric:
Good girl on a bad day
She needs love in a bad way
Victim in a red dress
She won't give no more and don't take no less

Walking up the west side
She bought a ticket for the long ride
Well, she's ripe for the take
But it's no show, late night
Talkin' 'bout no go, red light

When she put on a show
How far will she go
She says yes when she means no

Under the gun
She can't walk away
She can't run
Under the gun, yeah, under the gun

She's got wicked intentions
She'll use less than conventional ways
She'll do things I can't mention
But there are some games
That she just won't play

Walking on the wild side
She bought a ticket for the long ride
Yeah, she's mine for the take
But it's no show, late night
Talkin' 'bout no go, red light

When she put on a show
How far will she go
She says yes when she means no

Under the gun
She can't walk away
You can't run
Under the gun, yeah, yeah, under the gun

Under the gun
Now, she can't walk away
You can't run
Under the gun, under the gun

When she put on a show
How far will she go
She says yes when she means no

Under the gun
She can't walk away
She can't run
Under the gun, yeah, yeah, under the gun

Under the gun
You can't walk away
You can't run
Under the gun, under the gun

Under the gun
Now, you can't walk away
You can't run
Under the gun, under the gun

Under the gun
You can't walk away
Under the gun

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Here Comes The Night - Lyrics - Collection - Beach Boys

Title: Here Comes The Night
Album: Collection
Artist: Beach Boys
Composer(s): Brian Wilson, Mike Love

Lyric:
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now
Here comes the night

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now

Here comes the night
Here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now
Here comes the night

My heart was breakin'
Till you started making me
Feel like a natural man

My mind was a mess
Until you brought happiness
And that's not hard to understand

When I'm through workin'
Just fussin' and cussin'
I'll be there just as quick as I can

Here comes the night
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright

(Hold me, love me, ooh)
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
Here come, here come, here now

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh
(Hold me)
Here comes the night

I know livin'
Is takin' and givin'
Baby, I'm givin' you my best

One of these days
You know I'm gonna go crazy
In the middle of your caress

When the day goes down
Honey, I'll be around
Why don't you wear your pretty red dress?

Here comes the night
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright

(Hold me, love me, ooh)
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
Here come, here come, here now

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh
(Hold me)
Here comes the night

Here comes the night
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright

(Hold me, love me, ooh)
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
Here come, here come, here now
(Tell me I'm doin' alright)

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
Here come, here come, here now
(Tell me I'm doin' alright)

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
(Tell me I'm doin' alright)

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, love me, ooh)

Here comes the night
Here comes the night

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now
Here comes the night

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here come, here come, here now
Here comes the night

Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
Here comes the night

Every mornin'
Our love is reborn
And it lives with me all day long

Things start changin'
Take as a little rearrangin'
But our love grows on and on

Stars who shine in love
Are making you mine to love
I've never felt a love so strong

Here comes the night
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright
Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me
Tell me I'm doin' alright

(Hold me, love me, ooh)
Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh, oh
(Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me)
Here come, here come, here now

Here comes the night
Oh, here comes the night, oh
(Hold me)
Here comes the night

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Fais Do Do - Lyrics - Charlie Daniels Band

Title: Fais Do Do
Artist: Charlie Daniels Band
Composer(s): Chuck Jones, Charlie Daniels

Lyric:
Les le bon temps rouler

Hey baby, won't you stop what you're doin'
Go on home, put your red dress on
Tell your mama I said not to worry
I'll have you home before the break of dawn

Sonnier's got his squeeze box pumping
Thibadeaux's got his fiddle out
Meet me over by the side of the river
'Cause there's big doins down at Boudreaux's house

Take my bateaux down by the bayou
Pole on over to the fais do do
Don't be late, don't keep me waitin'
Everybody's gonna go, everybody's gonna go

I wanna be there when the band starts playin'
Zydeco music makes me wanna dance
Sun's goin' down and a new moon's shinin'
Mighty fine night for the big romance

I've got a question, I just might pop it
I know something that you don't know
Well, I got a ring of gold in my pocket
Tonight's the night and you can't say no

Take my bateaux down by the bayou
Pole on over to the fais do do
Don't be late, don't keep me waitin'
Everybody's gonna go, I said, everybody's gonna go

Take my bateaux down by the bayou
Pole on over to the fais do do
Don't be late, don't keep me waitin'
Everybody's gonna go, I said, everybody's gonna go

Hey baby, won't you stop what you're doin'
Go on home, put your red dress on
Tell you mama I said not to worry
I'll have you home before the break of dawn

Sonnier's got his squeeze box pumping
Thibadeaux's got his fiddle out
Meet me over by the side of the river
'Cause there's big doins down at Boudreaux's house

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Sweet Honey - Lyrics - Everything You Need - Slightly Stoopid

Title: Sweet Honey
Album: Everything You Need
Artist: Slightly Stoopid
Composer(s): Miles Mason Doughty, Kyle J Mcdonald

Lyric:
Put up your hands, girl, but not so pushy
If you wanna be comin' and makin' sweet love to me
And if you're the type of girl that do anything me please
Maybe then I realize you ain't got what I need

To keep my soul alright, it keeps me up high above
Yes, me got the reason to come, question your love
It keeps my soul alright, it keeps me up high above
Want me girlie to come, give me some sweet lovin'

And in the morning time she makes me feel alright
Then me gotta be waitin' till the day turns to night
'Cause in the evening time she makes me feel alright
Girl, you got me wishin' this would happen every night

Said, ?If you want to get with me, girl, this is what you'll find?
But a man who's got the type of moves to make you lose your mind
You tell me that your love is true on each and every day
You tell me that you've got that type of lovin' here to stay

Sweet honey

You see me laughin' 'cause it's kinda funny to me
The way she say, she never give her lovin' for free
She say she got a man, why she looki n' at me
Yes, she want a lover with the sensitivity ya

But won't you tell me that your love's from the heart
Yes, the type of lovin' that can tear a man apart
Girl, you got to realize before it ever starts
Yes, I am the man who won't come breakin' your heart

Said, ?If you want to get with me, girl, this is what you'll find?
But a man who's got the type of moves to make you lose your mind
You tell me that your love is true on each and every day
You tell me that you've got that type of lovin' here to stay

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love, sweet honey

Said, ?If you want to get with me, girl, this is what you'll find?
But a man who's got the type of moves to make you lose your mind
You tell me that your love is true on each and every day
You tell me that you've got that type of lovin' here to stay

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love

Sweet honey, she gonna steal my money
Sweet honey, she gonna steal my lovin'
Yes, you try to tell me that you're sent from above
Girl, you give me reason to come, question your love, sweet honey

Said, ?Little women with your pretty red dress on
The type of women make you never forget?
Said, ?Little women with your pretty red dress on
The type of women make you never forget?

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If Love Is A Red Dress (Hang Me In Rags) - Lyrics - Maria Mckee

Title: If Love Is A Red Dress (Hang Me In Rags)
Artist: Maria Mckee
Composer(s): Maria Mckee

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Lyric:
My heart is empty
Your eyes are dull
Once we were hungry
Now we are full

These ties that bind us
Can't beat these chains
If love is shelter
I'm gonna walk in the rain

You were my angel
Now, you are real
So like a stranger
Colder than steel

The morning after
Know what you'll bring
If love is a red dress
Well, hang me in rags

Away there goes the fairy tale
Lord, ain't it a shame?
In all this comfort
I can't take the strain

If we played even
I'd be your Queen
But someone was cheatin'
And it wasn't me

I've laid on the table
You held something back
If love is Aces
Give me the Jack

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Midnight Lady - Lyrics - Marvin Gaye

Title: Midnight Lady
Artist: Marvin Gaye
Composer(s): Marvin P Gaye

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Lyric:
So let me tell you 'bout last Saturday night
The club was rocking, super freaks hanging out
Wall to wall, they tell me something's going on in the men's room
Soon as we come out, we'll be high soon

Did you save a line for the ladies
We're not into that are you crazy
Who's the super freak in the red dress
When she starts to shake it, I can't take it

Get in the groove and boogie to the beat, baby
Get in the groove and boogie to the beat, baby
Shake it baby, shake it pretty
We got the party, we got the sounds

We're off in the streets and all the freaks are getting down
Get in the groove baby, and boogie to the beat
Shake, shake your thing
You freaky thing, the way you move you drive me crazy

You freaky thing, you freaky thing
You make me rock, you make me rock
You turn me on the way you dance
The way you dance

Midnight lady, sexy dancer
Hot and hardy, love to party
We're jammin' to love
Major love minor love

Jammin' to a great crescendo
Let's party baby, shake it, shake it
Party night to remember, oh, everybody's having fun
Come on and party turn the green light on

When I saw you, I had to stop
I had to stop in the middle of a bop
I had to stop, I got the rhythm
I got the rhythm

Love is everywhere for the making
Freaks is everywhere for the taking
Blues is in the air if you sing it
Happiness come back if you bring it
I'm having me a good time

Midnight lady, midnight lady
Rockin' and finger poppin'
Somebody said you was a super freak
I'm here to tell you I'm a super freak baby

Get in the groove
Get in the groove
Get in the groove

We got to rock, we got the rhythm
We got to come on down to the boogie
Feeling good

Check that classy rhythm
Give me that sexy beat
I dig that feeling jam
Midnight lady, sexy

You are the one I'm looking for
I never, never, never knew before
Oh, baby, you're looking too good
Super freaky

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Thunder Bay - Lyrics - Sawyer Brown

Title: Thunder Bay
Artist: Sawyer Brown
Composer(s): Mark Miller, Randy Scruggs

Lyric:
I never thought that anyone could do me like you do me
I never thought that love would get in the way
But there was magic in the air and there were stars out on the water
On a moonlit night in Thunder Bay

Was it the lightning on the water? Was it the thunder from the bay?
When the night goes down, they are hard to tell apart
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark

The eyes of disillusion keep burning holes right through me
Down in Watertown, you'll see it all
A willing hand, a second glance at evil in a red dress
I threw in my hand and bet it all

Was it the lightning on the water? Was it the thunder from the bay?
When the night goes down, they are hard to tell apart
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark

I could've walked away
I should've been afraid
I never would've strayed
But I did, yes, I did, in Thunder Bay

Was it the lightning on the water? Was it the thunder from the bay?
When the night goes down, they are hard to tell apart
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark
Just like howling at the moon and barking at the dark

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Carolina - Lyrics - Adam Green

Title: Carolina
Artist: Adam Green
Composer(s): Adam Green

Lyric:
Carolina, she's from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships
But her breasts taste just like breakfast

There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She's an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives
Leave him, Carolina
Every thing's just fine
Refill my prescription
Until next time
I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

California presidente
Cogi mucho estoy cansado
Dostoevsky, Fab Moretti
Antiseptic, complimentary

There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She's an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives
Leave him, Carolina
Every thing's just fine
Refill my prescription
Until next time
I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

Goodnight sweetheart, flying high on birth control
She knows the pregnancy will show
That she smells nice when you look twice
Who's your boyfriend, Carolina?
And it's goodnight sweetheart, flying high on birth control
She knows the rejections in her bones

Carolina, she's from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Carolina, Carolina, Carolina

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Z - Meet The Parents - Lyrics - The Blueprint 2: The Gift And The Curse - Jay

Title: Z - Meet The Parents
Album: The Blueprint 2: The Gift And The Curse
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Justin Gregory Smith, Shawn Carter

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Lyric:
It's 'The Gift and the Curse'
First they love me then they hate me then they love me again
(They love me again)
Let's take a trip down, I gotcha

Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetery rain gray skies
Seems at the end of every young black life is this line
'Damn, him already?' such a good kid, got us pourin' Henn' already
Liquor to the curb for my niggaz up above when it
Cracks through the pavement that's my
Way of sendin' love so, give Big a hug, tell Aliyah I said hi
'Til the next time I see her, on the other side he was just some thug that
Caught some slugs and we loved him 'cause, in him we, saw some of us

He walked like us, talked like us his back against the wall
Nigga fought like us, damn poor Isis, that's his momma name
Momma ain't strong enough to raise no boy, what's his father name?
Shorty never knew him, though he had his blood in him hot temper
Momma said he act just like her husband daddy never fucked with him
So the streets raised him Isis blamin' herself
She wish she coulda saved him damn near impossible
Only men can raise men he was his own man

Not even him can save him he put his faith in a, thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate end up
Dead before thirty-eight and that's the life of us raised by winter
It's a cold world old girl turned to coke, tried to smoke her pain away
Isis, life just, ended on that rainy day when she got the news her boy
Body could be viewed down at the City Morgue, opened the drawer
Saw him nude her addiction grew, prescription drugs, shift and brew
Angel dust, dipped in she slipped into, her own fantasy world

Had herself pregnant by a different dude but reality bites and
This is her life he wasn't really her husband, though he called her wife
It was just this night when, moon was full and the stars were just right
And the dress was real tight had her soundin' like Lisa Lisa
I wonder if I take you home will you still love me after this night?
Mike was the hard head from the around the way
That she wanted all her life shit she wanted all the hype
Used to hold on tight when he wheelied on the bike

He was a Willie all her life he wasn't really the one to like it was a
Dude named Shy who would really treat her right he wanted to run
To the country to escape the city life but Isis, liked this, Broadway life
She loved the Gucci sneakers, the red green and whites
Hangin' out the window when she first seen him fight she was so turned
On that she had to shower twice how ironic it would, be some fight that
Turned into a homicide that'll alter their life see Mike at thirty-two
Was still on the scene had a son fifteen that he never saw twice

Sure he saw him as an infant, but he dissed on him like
"If that was my son, he would look much different see I'm light-skinned
And that baby there's dark so it's, mommas baby, poppa's maybe"
Mike was still crazy out there runnin' the streets
(Fuck niggaz want?)
Had his old reliable thirty-eight gun in his reach it's been
Fourteen years, him and Isis ain't speak he runnin' around
Like life's a peach, 'til one day he approached this thug that

Had a mean mug and it looked so familiar that he called him
"Young Cuz" told him, get off the strip but the boy ain't budge
(Fuck you)
Instead he pulled out a newer thirty-eight snub
He clearly had the drop but the boy just paused
(Hold up)
There was somethin' in this man's face he knew he seen before
It's like, lookin' in the mirror seein' his self more mature

And he took it as a sign from the almighty Lord
You know what they say about he who hesitates in war
(What's that?)
He who hesitates is lost he can't explain what he saw before
His picture went blank the old man didn't think he just
Followed his instinct six shots into his kid, out of the gun
Niggaz be a father, you're killin' your son six shots into his kid
Out of the gun niggaz be a father, you killin' your sons

Meet the parents

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One Red Rose - Lyrics - Storm Windows - John Prine

Title: One Red Rose
Album: Storm Windows
Artist: John Prine
Composer(s): John Prine

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Lyric:
The rain came down on the tin roof
Hardly a sound was left from the birthday party
The kitchen light fell asleep on the bedroom floor

Me and her were talking softer
Than all the time before I lost her
Picture sat on top of the chest of drawers

One red rose in the Bible
Pressed between the holy alphabet
Probably wouldn't believe you if you told me
But what I never knew I never will forget

Rainy nights get dark real early
Her dress was soft and her hair was curly
We danced around the table to the old banjo

Rainy nights were made for lovers
We lay there still beneath the covers
And I ain't never felt like that before

One red rose in the Bible
Pressed between the holy alphabet
Probably wouldn't believe you if you told me
But what I never knew I never will forget

One red rose in the Bible
Pressed between the holy alphabet
Probably wouldn't believe you if you told me
But what I never knew I never will forget
What I never knew I never will forget

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This Is Family - Lyrics - Fabolous

Title: This Is Family
Artist: Fabolous
Composer(s): Angelo Bond, Joe Budden, Paul Cain, D Copeland, Jermaine Denny, S Hacker, John David Jackson, S Novelli, Ronald Weatherspoon, William Hen Weatherspoon, J Whitters

Lyric:
Where the ***** all these ***** damn, Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that ***** in the gambling spot

Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your watch
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate, trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop

Family or not, some ***** making plans with the cops
Trying to figure how to make this animal stop
Who these ***** trying to take down?
Break down, tray pound, eight rounds

He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up
There's only one legend alive
The rest you gotta dig up

You acting like it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on you Barkley posters
Got no time to be boxing around
I got the ox and the pound

I'll leave you in the box in the ground
Got the keys to the game, and we locking this down
Underwater with the sharks, and we not gonna drown
Got the order from the narcs, they still watching the town
I'm copping a pound, they ain't no stopping us now, my *****

Hey, look, you could trip, clip spit, get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
Player haters talking 'bout they gonna get Freck
I'm in the Lamb' sunk lower than the shipwreck

They call me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines
The white ***** got me rich like Federline
*****a G-pack, I'll show you how to read *****
You get it soft, then you rock it like T-Mac

The ***** good price, plus it smoke so speci
Three thousand full pound of some Dro pesci
Y'all *****only talkers
I'll let my homies spark ya

We in the spurs, that's faster than Tony Parker
This is family, don't ever cross my brother
Like Big Worm, ***** rather cross their mother
Mention names in my family tree
This ***** talking crazy like insanity plea

I, swear to god, the next I ***** give it to
Is going to a place FedEx can't deliver to
I'm West Philly Freck, yeah, I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six thirty

Look like Michael J. Fox, I got family ties
Posing us can't be wise, swept across the family dies
Something small as a look, can bring about a man's demise
And whoever he stands beside, hit him where he can't survive

Throw the drop, or slip an object, if not then missing
Nine shot, pop a clip in, pine box the opposition
Put him in formal dress, right hand across the left
No autopsy necessary, determined the cause of death

Six shots across the chest should explain his loss of breath
Skin peeled off your flesh, I know you wish you wore a vest
That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers
Spray 'em, but I'm no painter to this here, I'm no stranger

It's obvious, you no bangers, you dudes pose no danger
Your whole crew chumps, in the closet like coat hangers
Like purple broke up in the dutch leave you broke up on a crush
That's what happens when shooters choke up in the clutch

We gonna body you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
Put both of your parents side by side in I.C.U
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we operate

Yo, ***** is letting birds turn the tables on they squad
Need help with a jump, got some cables in the car
'Cause they all become nondescript
When something bright is on your wrist

Like you repping the bionic six
Who wanna fire? When guns fire, your lungs tire
I'm an idol, ***** this Sanjaya, now who wanna try us
That four, five will spit, I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip

It's real talk, shade ***** couldn't get a tan from me
'Cause I get in the ring for that Vince McMahon money
Soon as his un-tuck BAM, talking about you touch grams
I'm coming through your window something like, Brother Man

It's just who we are, if I see yar, it's E.R
Vacay in D.R., shirt and jeans, g-star, tell me how they gonna manage
Letting off Virgina Tech's now, dudes ain't even safe on campus
Gotta spaz on cowards

Every twenty four, every half hour, ***** be trying to be Jack Bauer
So, let fam' keep talking
And you won't need 'A Weekend At Bernie's'
If you trying to see a 'Dead Man Walking'

I guess it's left to me, the popcorn slinger, to pop off *****
Callouses on my pop finger, pop off *****
Pop through, throw the drop, kick the lock off dump
'Fore them bodies drop out, six glocks in the trunk

Chef boy supplying, whip whop is drying
When they move that, more whip whop arriving
And my connect from Phoenix, the connect named Phoenix
Still keep the iron like my right hand anemic

For for the family, I'll be squeezing, no reason
Blood work, nobody leaving this ***** breathing
***** on the low, kidnapped my flow
Coulda asked for it, I woulda gift wrapped my flow

Don't gotta ask for it, I'm gonna sit back the fo'
Flip it around, let the handle crack ya jaw
East side, west side, I'll be in my Converse
This a convict rapping, it's a con's verse

Arm and Hammer mis-man, 'Los, Joey, or Ris-am
All they gotta do is chirpand them things are gonna blis-am
Shake down, fiz-am straight from the Brooklyn borough
That never riz-an, block-ay block-ay

Now if they get me on wire traces
I'm gonna die in comstaat
I got prior cases from riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block

Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by arms ock
We gonna go this liar harm while his crying moms watch
Last seen in Brooklyn, they found in a Bronx lot

Rifles on the roof, yeah, we got him by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, ***** fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying bomb rock

'Round here that's better than buying some Viacom stock
Look, you can't hold nothing, but I got a shell to give
I'll make his relative show me where the fella live
Ain't that his baby sis', get up in this Mayby' miss

Before I pull this curb and start swerving like baby sis
If he heard yet, bet that get the word buzzing
You send a message when you kill a ***** third cousin
Niece, nephew, they gonna need Tef' too

This'll a go in and out they chest like a breath do
You Clay Aiken-soft, you playing games until this red light's on ya
It's like the Playstation's off, Smith and Wesson work, Luger nine labor
Professional like they did me on majors

This is family, do not cross the brothers
I'll put you in the box, one hand across the other
A small price to pay, son, it might cost your mother
One of your grandparents, even your baby brother

'Cause everybody knows, everybody goes
I want them in coffins, everybody's closed
Related by the streets, this is family beef
So better not touch a branch on this family tree
*****

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