The Way Young Lovers Do - Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Jeff Buckley

Title: The Way Young Lovers Do
Album: Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities
Artist: Jeff Buckley
Composer(s): Van Morrison

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Lyric:
We strolled through fields, all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There, in the sunshine, in the sweet summertime
Oh, the way that young lovers do

I kissed you on the lips once more
We said goodbye at your front door
There, in the nighttime, Lord, that's the right time
Oh, to feel the way that young lovers do

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, oh

And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
Oh, the way that young lovers do
Lovers do

The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers do
The way young lovers do, the way young lovers, way young lovers
Way young lovers, way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me, oh, baby, baby

And then we long to dance the night away
Turn into each other, sayin', 'I love you, baby, I love you'
[Incomprehensible]

I held her with her looking down
And I kissed her, with the snow falling down
In the street light, it was a sweet light
And the way that young, young, young, young
Oh, the way that young, young, young, young, young lovers
Oh, the way that young, that young lovers, that young lovers do

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Special - Lyrics - The Documentary - Game

Title: Special
Album: The Documentary
Artist: Game
Composer(s): M Flower, Khari Cain, M Elizondo, Curtis Jackson, J Taylor, Andre Young, Rick Wakeman

Lyric:
Ah man game don't tell me you love her
I mean I like the bitch I don't love her
Next thing you know you gun be all
Boogo upped with her and shit, fuck that

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

L.A.X. to J.F.K. that's where it all happened
Caught you walkin' out that Gucci store in Manhattan
I was in chains and cuffs, you was withcha girls
I was in that aftermath chain, you was in pearls
It was me against the world, baby girl you had dreams of startdiling
The Prince of Compton meets the Queen of Harlem
First date at Mr. Choas it was Cushier? I would coach ya
La Pearl, Gucci's, Lou, Finde, Prada, Douche

Runnin' circles in my living room, tearing up sofas
McLaren or Rover, fuck it ma let's tear up the highway
Let the sprewells spin till the plates fell off
Then we could go 1 on 1 at Dre's house
Jeans painted with the waist cut out
You rockin' the fly way that lil' bit of Compton
Mixed with bed sty way and girl I'm not trying to excite you
I'm tryna wife you, bamboo earing, white air Nike you, ya

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

I like your style, like the way you move, the way you talk
The way you smile, the way you swingin' them hips when you walk
The way you look, the way you ride when you workin' them thighs
The way you licken your lips when you look in my eyes
You down for me, I'm down for you you go down on me
I'll go down on you I wanna do all the things that your man won't do

I'm from the hood, so I know how to handle you
Keep you in pink rocks and G-unit canvas shoes
Show you how to gangsta lean when the lambo move
I'll take you to New York city, Atlanta too
Show you how to fly them birds and them hammers through
And you know

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

Let me tell you bout the birds and bees
How I stand on the block all day and flip birds and keys
Your boyfriend don't like me, 'cause he don't get a fourth
Of my cheese and you can take back the Porsche and his keys
Hop in the Range Rover, you ain't gotta force him to leave
I gotta chrome four four on my jeans you got Gucci frame
Covering the mark on your face, 'cause he don't want you
To leave and I don't want you to stay, sometimes I wanna

Snatch that nigga out the CLK, I know he treating you like
K-CIi did Mary J I wanna ease ya pain, kick off your Lou sandles
Let me, whip your tears with my G-unit bandanna
Make me wanna peal you out them jeans when you rockin' 'em
It's 'Me and my girlfriend' like Tupac and them
Jay-z and Beyonce or Bobby and Whitney
We the oh 5 bonnie and Clyde, you feel me

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you special to me
Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be
I want you to know, your special

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All Good Things (Come To An End) - Lyrics - Loose - Nelly Furtado

Title: All Good Things (Come To An End)
Album: Loose
Artist: Nelly Furtado
Composer(s): Nelly Furtado, Nate Hills, Timothy Mosley, Chris Martin

Lyric:
Honestly, what will become of me?
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me

But really life is dandy
We are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Traveling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less

I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

Die, die, die

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?

Come to an end, come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an end
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it will come soon

And the sun was wondering if it should
Stay away for a day ?til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling
And the clouds were dropping
And the rain forgot how to bring salvation

The dogs were tune barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die

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With A Little Love - Lyrics - Modern Talking

Title: With A Little Love
Artist: Modern Talking
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

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Lyric:
They said, "Oh yeah, it's a tough world
You're restless and you're young"
I said, "Oh girl, it's a good twirl
And your time will come, your time will come"

They said, "You came from the wrong side
He's a page from the end of the book"
I said, "You came from the right side
Took me just one look, then you understood"

With a little love, you will survive
With a little love, you will get by
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

Life
With a little love, you'll make a start
Yeah, why lovers break each other's heart
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

They said, "No future, forget it
You came from the wrong side of town"
I said, "Don't listen, don't let it
Let it bring you down, make you wear a frown"

They said, "Oh, let him down easy
Laugh at the heart you have won"
I said, "That life is for living
Like the morning sun, it had just began"

With a little love, you will survive
With a little love, you will get by
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

Life
With a little love, you'll make a start
Yeah, why lovers break each other's heart
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

With a little love, you'll make a start
Yeah, why lovers break each other's heart
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

With a little love, you'll make a start
Yeah, why lovers break each other's heart
Do what you want, go your own way
'Cause it's your life

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Cold Hands From New York - Lyrics - Gordon Lightfoot

Title: Cold Hands From New York
Artist: Gordon Lightfoot
Composer(s): Gordon Lightfoot

Lyric:
I came down through Albany to New York
To find what I'd been missin'
I looked across the river to the city
Where the windows all stood glistenin'
I stood listenin'

Into a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside
But I was young and able
When I came out the other end
Ah through the smoke, the winter light was feeble
Unreadable

I was optimistic though, a cabbie told me where to go
I thanked him
A face of white, a face of brown
Ah here a smile and there a look of danger
For a stranger

It was too unreal for me
I found no one who trusted me
There was no man could offer me
A cold hand from New York

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need me"

I came down to live alone in New York
The city of the living
There were fortunes at my feet but most of men
Were taking, none we giving
Or forgiving

Children ran and children played and roses grew in alleyways
I saw them
There were men who lived in style and others who had died
Where no one knew them
Beause they couldn't win

There were parks where old men slept and dingy rooms
Where babies crept unwanted
Till I began to ask myself if there were hope
Or if it mattered what they did
Or if they lived

It was too unreal for me
I found no one who trusted me
There was no man could offer me
A cold hand from New York

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need me"

I came down through Albany to New York
To find what I'd been missin'
I looked across the river to the city
Where the windows all stood glistenin'
I stood listenin'

And there were prophets in the squares
And people there who smiled and said, "Forget it"
There were lovers in the park
And there was danger in the dark, I felt it
So afraid of it

And there were preachers of the Word and poets
Who were never heard, I heard them
There were those who would not try to learn
The measure of the lie they're livin'

I heard a young musician play in a place
Where they paid you not to listen
I heard a woman scream for help while men stood by
And offered their best wishes
That's how it is

It was too unreal for me
I found no one who trusted me
There was no man could offer me
A cold hand from New York

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need me"

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need me"

Cold hands from New York
A voice within you cries, "Won't someone please help me
I'll do the same for you one day
If you should ever pass my way and need me"

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Pink Cookies - Lyrics - 14 Shots To The Dome - Ll Cool J

Title: Pink Cookies
Album: 14 Shots To The Dome
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Marlon Williams, David Porter, James Todd Smith

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Lyric:
The act of makin love is

Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings

I'll take 30 electric chairs
And put'em in a classroom
30 MC's
And set'em free from thier doom
Just like a tomahawk cuts through the wind
When we begin
The wheel of furtune it spins
Holdin'
The rhythm like elastic
Moldin'
Your whole body like plastic
So why try to deny what ya already know ya love
Up above
Cause the mania
Hysteria
In the streets
While ya lovers gettin merrier
In the sheets
I met this lady named
Sweet young thing and
She gave me that feelin
That sunshine bring in
Hordable
Sportable
Totally affordable
Silky smooth
Voice was real audible
I said your cool as Ice Cuba
She said, "your that Public Enemy
I seen on the tuba."
Naw
I'm like your Uncle baby
The style of your beautiful face
Drives me crazy
Well can we do ya so Heavy ah D?
She said, "You tried to play me
Like Big Dad-dy."
I said, "I know your Tribe
I Called and re-Quested
For you to be manifested."
She said, "You know the Same Gang and my Flava Unit too?"
I said, "You only knew the certain things I wanna do, do you?"
Rub ya down with warm Ice-T
Make ya feel Bran Nubien
In-stant-ly
Boogie Down
And check this Production
Gimme them lips
They look good for suction
She said, "Sweet tease
Cool with a little almond joy
On the side
Just doin' the fly"
You like poundcake?
Comin' to my house
Turn on the lights
And see me on the couch
I said, "Do the jingle
And your from around the way
I like your earrings
L's
But anyway
Your grand-daddy is
Here to spread cheer
Somethin nice and smooth
With my tounge in your ear
Give me a snack
Some Salt And Pepper on a burger
Ice Cube T
Or if you prefer the
Taste of honey Kid
Ride in my Capri and
That's the joint
They got the real clear CD in
She said, "Stars couldn't get me in a car
I don't know what type of man ya are
You might know karate
Do me and get away
I got a glimpse of your license plate
N-W-A."

Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings

Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings

She was Chubb-y and
Ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
Part of my private stock and
Ridin in the relax
Frame of mind and
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm
Hammer timin
Incredible
So edible
And unforgettable
Soft like a Q-Tip
I'd love to get with you
Cause I'm the type of guy that got props do
Feel it in mo and more
When I get ready for a showcase
Put together well
I go deep
And have an oil well
Show and tell
I said, "Yo-Yo
You're so intelligent
And elegent."
I n-I never Run to be D
With another MC
I got what I want
Right in front of me
I know a kid named K
He's a MD
Last time I heard
Yo, was gettin real friendly
Belly to belly and
Chest to chest
Thigh by thigh
Leg by leg and
I guess
Ain't no way to get ya out
Your so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sort
Of a freaky situation
With a peppermint twist
Ricky or Mike is next on the list
Nastified and all-funkified
Come'on
Come'on
Come'on
Ride
Can you hear?
Never fear
Whatcha hear
What ya hear
Is it clear?
Understand
And love ya big dear
And I will appear
My dear
With a beer
And bags full of cheer
And waterbed
YEAH
Cause I rumble and groan
She said, "You got to be bad to
Make the moanie moan."
Ain't no reason to front
On the way your life shown
Booyaa
How I'm jumpin' your bones
Like a Grand
Master in a Flash
Put out your cigarette
And rest your tired ash
All I wanna do
Is make woopie
Your my pink cookie
Not a wookie
When you take it off
I'd love a lookie
Cause I'ma mix it up toss style
Peace out
You got the sexual profile

Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings

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Cause I Can Do It Right - Lyrics - Taste Of Chocolate - Big Daddy Kane

Title: Cause I Can Do It Right
Album: Taste Of Chocolate
Artist: Big Daddy Kane
Composer(s): Antonio Hardy, Brodie Williams, Bernard Fowler

Lyric:
Move over bacon there?s somethin' meatier
A natural born lover with love to give free to ya
Meatier, so all you bacon lovers move over
'Cause I?m so smooth they should call me Blackanova

I?m not tryin' to say that I?m number one
I?m just a smooth operator that gets the job done
So, let me lick you from head to toe
Real slow

'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all started way back
In mm. kindergarten

Some played with Lego's, some played with play-doh
But I was feelin' girls like a ripe tomato
And now it?s 1990 and you can find me as I dunk
Lockin' up girls like I want

Yes I got a harem but I don?t share em
I collect em like podium and mm, you gotta see em
Because the ladies is all I dream of
And not even Anita baker can give sweeter love
You know why?

'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
Yes, I can

Step up girls and get somethin' to treasure
And welcome to the smooth operator?s palace of pleasure
And if you?re wonderin' if I want it
I got a kraftmatic with your name written on it

I reminisce sayin' I take 'em eight to eighty
But I was just kiddin', no you have to be a lady
Even if you?re too young, with the hypes body
I just don?t go to a similar party

So all those of age, we can get intimate
Bumper to bumper, so you can get your fender bent
I treat girls just like pastry
Mm, tasty

Very kinky when it comes to hanky panky
A well known player, but not for the Yankees
I won?t say I?m the baddest or portray that role
But I?m up to top two and my father?s gettin' old

I?m takin' love to a brand new height
And if lovin' girls is wrong I don?t wanna be right
'Cause my man baby face said that it?s no crime
And of course I?ll work Diana Ross overtime
You know why?

'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
Yes, I can

If I was on the movies I?d frame roger rabbit
Play spike lee with Jessica because she?s gotta have it
But I?m not an actor, I?m just a mack
That charms girls as I whisper sweet nothings to attract her

And bring about that feelin' of passion
To have her on my body like modern day fashion
Layin' next to me, in pure ecstasy
You?re like a door and you know that sex the key

So send your man to the lost and found
I?m bringin' somethin that?s world renowned
In other words good lovin' that?s major
I got girls in more areas than a sky pager

Runnin' around sayin', please me, please me, please me
That?s why I say it ain?t easy
But I?ve been able to maintain my status
With ladies mackin' without if?s and?s or maybe?s

And other players just can?t understand it
And couldn?t keep they girls even if they were branded
I always end up with them on my shelf
I gotta jump back and kiss myself
You know why?

'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
'Cause I can do it right
Yes, I can

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Right And A Wrong Way - Lyrics - Make It Last Forever - Keith Sweat

Title: Right And A Wrong Way
Album: Make It Last Forever
Artist: Keith Sweat
Composer(s): Teddy Riley, Keith Sweat

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Lyric:
You?re mine, mine, mine, mine
I?m gonna love you right, girl

You may be young but you?re ready
(Ready to learn)
You?re not a little girl, you?re a woman
(Take my hand)
Let me tell you, baby

I?m yours for the takin?, so you can
(Do what you please)
Don?t take my love for granted
You?re all I
(I?ll ever need)

Hold me, hold me in your arms
(Oh baby)
Never let me go

(There?s a right and a wrong way to love somebody)
A right way to love somebody, to love me right
(There?s a good and a bad way to love somebody)
There?s a good, oh whoa oh whoa oh
You do me good, ooh

So don?t play no silly games with me, baby
(No, no, no, no it?s just not my thing)
No, no, no all I need is your loving here
(Hold me tight baby, with the joy you can bring)

Mmm, take me I?m yours
(Take me)
I?m willin?
(Ooh, baby)
Hold me, hold me in your arms, hey baby
(I don?t want to let you go)
Never let go
You, you?re all I need in this world
(Oh baby)
Ooh, you got to know, you better know
You better know my, my, my baby

(There?s a right and a wrong way to love somebody)
You know, you know mean the world to me, girl
(There?s a good and a bad way to love somebody)
I?m gonna treat you good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah baby, ooh, yeah

I want your lovin?, girl
All night long, all night long, all night long, girl
We?ll be like two lovers in a tree
(There?s a right and a wrong way to love somebody)
Me and you, girl
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Ooh, you know my love is right, why can?t you see
(There?s a good and a bad way to love somebody)
We?ll love each other eternally
Just you and me, baby
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Ooh, you?re a big girl now
(There?s a right and a wrong way to love somebody)
No more daddy?s little girl

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Love Don'T Always Come Easy - Lyrics - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Title: Love Don'T Always Come Easy
Artist: Lynyrd Skynyrd
Composer(s): Donnie Van Zant, Johnny Van Zant, Ed King, Gary Rossington

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Lyric:
Two young lovers meet and take each others hand
They say, ?I do in the name of the Lord?
Livin' as one givin' all they can
Then the pressures come and a child is born

The young girl cradles the child in her arms
The man's home late and his day's too long
They're both unable to spend some time alone
That everybody needs to have
And that's the thing that keeps love strong

Love don't always come easy
And sometimes love, it can hurt
Words don't always come easy
It's worth a try, we're gonna make it work
'Cause love don't always come easy

Without warning, many go a different way
And travel that road lookin' for someone
Their lives unravel a little more every day
This ain't no time to turn and run
It's a crime to throw it all away

Love don't always come easy
And sometimes love, it can hurt
Words don't always come easy
It's worth a try, we're gonna make it work
'Cause love don't always come easy

Love don't, love don't come easy, no
Love ain't easy

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Don'T Believe Anymore - Lyrics - Icehouse

Title: Don'T Believe Anymore
Artist: Icehouse
Composer(s): Ivor Arthur Davies

Lyric:
I never counted on this
Guess that's the way that it goes, yeah
You used to be someone I knew
Somebody I could understand but

Now, I don't know what to do
And I don't know who you are, no
All those things, I hear you say
You talk that way, you're a stranger and I

I don't know where to begin
Don't want to hear it again

I don't believe anymore
And this is all I know
I know, I've heard it before
I don't believe anymore

And I remember your voice
Before this happened to us
And I could see and I was sure
And everything was young and new but

We lost it too many times
And that's the way that it is
Lovers come and lovers go
When you think you know, it just isn't true, oh

I don't know where to begin
Don't want to hear it again

I don't believe anymore
And this is all I know
I know, I've heard it before
I don't believe anymore

I don't know where to begin
Don't want to hear it again

I don't believe anymore
And this is all I know
I know, I've heard it before
I don't believe anymore
Don't believe anymore
Don't believe anymore

Don't know where to begin
Don't want to hear it again

Don't believe anymore
And this is all I know
I know, I've heard it before
Don't believe anymore
Oh, oh, oh
Don't believe anymore

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If You Ain'T Lovin' (You Ain'T Livin') - Lyrics - Faron Young

Title: If You Ain'T Lovin' (You Ain'T Livin')
Artist: Faron Young
Composer(s): Tommy Collins

Lyric:
If you got a Cadillac, boy, and a forty room shack, boy
A bucket full of money and a tree full of honey
But if you got no huggin', no smoochin' or muggin'
Well, if you ain't lovin', then you ain't livin'

If you're ridin' on the gravy train instead of walkin' down lovers lane
You can't make hay, boy, you're goin' the wrong way, boy
You gotta get a little honey, it's better than money
Well, if you ain't lovin', then you ain't livin'

If they call you a big man 'cause you got a lot of bottom land
If you're kin to the president and if you help run the government
But if you get no attention, you better off on a pension
For if you ain't lovin', then you ain't livin'

If you got a string of long cars and you're smoking them fourbit cigars
You ain't so well to do unless you get a little choochy coo
It takes a little of smackin' or your life is a lackin'
Well, if you ain't lovin', well brother, then you ain't livin'

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