The New Version Of You - Lyrics - Monkeys for Nothin' and the Chimps for Free - Reel Big Fish

Title: The New Version Of You
Album: Monkeys for Nothin' and the Chimps for Free
Artist: Reel Big Fish
Composer(s): J.J. Abrams

Lyric:
When did you quit pulling all of the stops for me?
And when did your one hundred and ten per-cent
Become under fifty?
There you are phoning it in
Goin' through the motions with an artificial grin

You say that you're getting better
You say that you're getting better
You say you're becoming a better person
One that isn't so lame
You say you're becoming a better person
But I still feel the same

It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
If there's one thing I'd like to do
It's, kill the new version of you

When did you start wearing all of those clothes to be cool?
And when did you start using all that slang?
I can't understand you
I bet you'd forget to say "I love you"
If the teleprompter hadn't told you

You say that you're getting better
You say that you're getting better
You say you're becoming a better person
One that isn't so lame
You say you're becoming a better person
But I still feel the same

It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
If there's one thing I'd like to do
It's kill the new version of you

Who are you? I don't know now
You got me wonderin' I wonder
How you got to be so different now

You say you're becoming a better person
One that isn't so lame
Say you're becoming a better person
But I still feel the same
I still feel the same

It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
If there's one thing I'd like to do
It's kill the new version of you

It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
It's the new, it's the new, new version of you
If there's one thing I'd like to do
It's kill the new version of you

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Version - Lyrics - Enjoy Incubus - Incubus

Title: Version
Album: Enjoy Incubus
Artist: Incubus
Composer(s): Jose Anthony Ii Pasillas, Brandon Charles Boyd, Alex Katunich, Gavinn Koppel, Michael Aaron Einziger

Lyric:
We could live
In a house outside of town
We could build
Our own version of society

Well
Time to pay, to pay
Time to pay, to pay

There'd be no one to answer
To and complicate our lives
We could be
The epitome of self-sufficience

Time to pay, to pay
Time to pay, you've got to pay me
Time to pay, you've got to pay me
Why should I?
Why, why should we pay for your mistake to carry on?

Why should we
Carry on your false integrity when
When you've shown us that you
Can't even keep your nest clean?

Time to pay, to pay
Time to pay, to pay

So far we've put financial gain
Ahead of human needs
Quality of our lives
Should be prioritized, yeah

Time to pay, to pay
Time to pay, you've got to pay me
Time to pay, you've got to pay me
Why should I?
Why, why should we pay for your mistake to carry on?
To carry on?
(Modify your version so we can carry on)
To carry on, to carry on?
(Modify your version so we can carry on)

To be conclusive, I'd like to say
You've done a super-fine job with your display
I see now that you cannot comprehend
What it means to respect your life and then some

To be rich that would be great
No, but it doesn't mean poo-poo without your nest
So why should I pay for your mistake, man?
Why should I?

Why, why should we pay for your mistake to carry on?
Why, why should we pay for your mistake to carry on?
To carry on?
(Modify your version so we can carry on)
To carry on, to carry on?
(Modify your version so we can carry on)

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Paradise - Lyrics - Music - 311

Title: Paradise
Album: Music
Artist: 311
Composer(s): D Martinez, C Sexton, N Hexum, T Mahoney, A Wills

Lyric:
Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be
If it isn't one thing, rest assured that something
Will come back and pay you for your deed
A shortcut's a self defeating means

If you cannot do it clean
You'll never reach your reward
And when the day is done, what you receive is the sum
Of what you took out, from what you put in

Times deep in a dream seem a veiled realm
Shadows what I think and feel is real
Times in our tribe feel the tribe when we thrive
We have no fear of death and no fear of life

I can't forget you and our version of paradise
I can't forget you and our version of paradise

Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be
What you did as a devil or what you did as an angel
The favor returns itself somehow
If you take my money I'll buy you a drink and you'll see
That no one rides for free
No one

Afraid of what I said then your mind is stricken
I'm wearing my heart sleeveless
And I'm always up for kickin'?
This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy

From the beginning serious history
Nothing's ever given to no one, rides for free
From the beginning radiant energy's
I know music's what I need to keep my sanity

I say we fear no evolution, stand up musical revolution
Follow me now when I say
We can never stop in we never give
'Cause this is how we breathe and live

Some of them whine and some of them bitch
They cannot do it we never switch
We do it for ourselves and we do it for you
If you don't like it, well, I hope you do

I've got to be honest
I've got to be honest

I can't forget you and our version of paradise
I can't forget you and our version of paradise

I can't forget you and our version of paradise
I can't forget you and our version of paradise

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Hope - Lyrics - Volta - Bjork

Title: Hope
Album: Volta
Artist: Bjork
Composer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Bjork Gudmundsdottir

Lyric:
Here's my version of it, internal whirlwind
Here's my version of it, internal whirlwind
Here's my version of it, internal whirlwind

What's the lesser of two evils
If a suicide bomber made to look pregnant
Manages to kill her targets or not?
What's the lesser of two evils?

What's the lesser of two evils
If she kills them or dies in vain?
Nature has fixed no limits on our hopes
What's the lesser of two evils?

What's the lesser of two evils
If her bump was fake or if it was real?
Here's my version of it, internal whirlwind
I have fostered since childhood

Well, I don't care, love is all
I dare to drown to be proven right

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I'M The Man [Def Uncensored Version] [Def Uncensored Radio Version] - Lyrics - I'm The Man - Anthrax

Title: I'M The Man [Def Uncensored Version] [Def Uncensored Radio Version]
Album: I'm The Man
Artist: Anthrax
Composer(s): Joseph A. Bellardini, Frank Joseph Bello, Charlie L. Benante, John Rooney, Scott Ian Rosenfeld, Daniel Alan Spitz

Lyric:
Yeah

Now we're Anthrax and we take no shit
And we don't care for writing hits
The sound you hear is what we like
I'll steal your pop-tarts like I stole your socks
Yo man, what's the matter with you?
I'll get it the next time, I mean it

Charlie, beat the beats, the beats you beat
The only thing harder is the smell of my feet
So listen up 'cause you might get dissed
Go drain the lizard or take a chair
Damn, watch the beat

I'm on your case, I'm in your face
Kick you and your father back in place
Step up sucker, understand
Don't you know

I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm so bad I should be in detention
I'm the man, shut, shut, shut, shut
Shut up

We've got real def rhythms and fresh new jams
And ya think we got egos but we're just hams
Scott plays stick ball and likes to skate
Frank is never on time he's always sleeping
Late

They drink the drinks, the drinks they drank
I put my money in the bank
They cut their crack, they offer joints
We don't do drugs, do you get our meaning
Point, point, watch the beat

I'm on your case, I'm in your face
Kick you and your father back in place
Step up sucker, understand
Don't you know

I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm bad, I'm so bad I should be in detention
I'm the man, shut, shut up

For a heavy metal band raps a different way
We like to different and not cliche
They say rap and metal can never mix
Well all of them can suck our
Sexual organ located in the lower abdominal area
No man, it's dick

Master

Fart the farts, the farts he farted
I pick my nose 'cause I'm retarded
Like El Duce says, "Smell my anal vapor
And wipe my butt with your face
Toilet paper, yo, watch the beat

I'm on your case, I'm in your face
Kick you and your father back in place
Step up sucker, understand
Don't you know

I'm the man, I'm the man
I'm bad, I'm so bad I should be in detention
I'm the man, shut, shut, shut up

So, as this rap is winding down
It's plain to see we wear the crown
You know Anthrax is number one
But we don't care, we just wanna have a festival
Fun you stupid, idiot

Joey mailed the mail, the mail he mailed
We are the kings that all shout hell
We're like a diamond that is forever
And will remain the hardest ever

I'm so bad, it's a crime
Not

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L.S.F. (Version Revisited) - Lyrics - Version - Mark Ronson

Title: L.S.F. (Version Revisited)
Album: Version
Artist: Mark Ronson
Composer(s): Christopher Karloff, Sergio Pizzorno

Lyric:
I'm on it, get on it
The troops are on fire
You know I need it, much closer
I'm trading just a little more

Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire
I'm much deeper, a sleeper
I'm waiting for the final trip

Come on it, get on it
I'm carving through a letter bomb
I need it, loud potions
These drugs are just an hour away

Come on it, electronic
A polyphonic prostitute
The motor's on fire
Messiah for the animals

Ahh, oh come on
We got our backs to the wall
Get on and watch out
Sayin', "You're gonna kill us all"

I'm on it, get on it
The troops are on fire
You know I need it, much closer
I'm trading just a little more

Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire
I'm much deeper, a sleeper
I'm waiting for the final trip

Ahh, oh come on, say
We got our backs to the wall
Get on and watch out
Before you kill us all

Ahh, oh come on
Say, we got our backs to the wall
Get on and watch out, ah
Before you kill us all

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Valerie (Version Revisited) - Lyrics - Version - Mark Ronson

Title: Valerie (Version Revisited)
Album: Version
Artist: Mark Ronson
Composer(s): Boyan Chowdhury, David Alan Mccabe, Abigail Harding, Sean Francis Caleb Payne, Russell Thomas Pritchard

Lyric:
Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I paint a picture

'Cause since I've come on home
Well, my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress

Won't you come on over
Stop makin? a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

Did you have to go to jail
Put your house on up for sale
Did you get a good lawyer?

Hope you didn't catch a tan
Hope you find the right man
Who'll fix it for you

Are you shopping anywhere
Changed the color of your hair
Are you busy?

And did you have to pay that fine
You was dodging all the time
Are you still busy?

Since I've come on home
Well, my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress

Won't you come on over
Stop makin? a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I paint a picture

?Cause since I've come on home
Well, my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress

Won't you come on over
Stop makin? a fool out of me
Why don't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie

Valerie, Valerie, Valerie, Valerie
Why don't you come on over Valerie?

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You &Amp; A Promise [Demo Version] [Demo Version] - Lyrics - Madrigals - Howie Day

Title: You &Amp; A Promise [Demo Version] [Demo Version]
Album: Madrigals
Artist: Howie Day
Composer(s): Howie Day, Jay Clifford

Lyric:
She was nervous, she was late
She left it up to fate
Standing at a phone

And she knows what she wants
And she came here to take it
How perfect it could be, you and me

And she met him at the door
I don't want anymore
Remember what you said

You and a promise
You and a promise
You

He turned and didn't wait
He walked right through the gate
So glad to be alone

And he knows who to call
I'll always be there for you
Call me anytime

I don't mean to offend
A voice on the other end
Is a stranger to me

You and a promise
You and a promise
You

And they say to themselves
And they say to themselves
How can I ever let this happen

You and a promise
You and a promise
Take me back or let this happen

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React (Album Version) (Dirty Version) - Lyrics - React - Erick Sermon

Title: React (Album Version) (Dirty Version)
Album: React
Artist: Erick Sermon
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Reggie Noble, Justin Smith

Lyric:
Just blaze, yeah, check me out now
Yo, yo, yo, check me out now
Yo, yo, yo, let me hear ya say
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Put your hands in the air everybody, c'mon
Where them dogs at

Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine
Wide-body frame, E-Dub's the name, whoa
In the field of rap, I'm supurb, I'm fly
I should be in the sky with birds

I ride 20 inch rims when I lean, yo
Hey yo, them tens, nigga
I know, I keep 'em clean though
Come through stormin' the block like El Nino

Scoop up an Arabic chick before she close
She goes, those my people
Yeah, them broads from Puerto Rico, them Keith's folks
Yeah, watch how the 'E' locs 64

Black rags, black interior, shift on the floor
Burn out, I do it for the kids
They're hoppin' the turn style, the 'E' goin' wild
Yo, like them white chicks on a DVD
Yeah, I'm worldwide, MTV and BET, nigga

Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react

Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty
I leave your eye like a 9-9 Benz-buggy, puffy
Brick niggas get real ugly
Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky

Mug me, I ain't got nothin' but four figures
And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender
My shots like squeegy men on your window
Usual suspect, I'm the crippled member

Get away when I sat down in the office
Heat in my lap, keep me walkin' awkward
While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it
The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it

Yo', bitch is my bitch when it's over
No Cristal, I pulled up with King Cobra
Out in the Nova, don't bother
My Nino Brown bust, it'll shut down the corridor

Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react

Hey yo Red, he's over, word?
With his shit right now, watch this, told ya
Chi-chi-chillin', I'm 'Milk'
I'm that kid 'Gizmo', we 'Top Billin''

Yo, when the roof is on fire, believe it, it's me
Sparks when I rock the mic like Segal & Free
When the pen hit the pad, the evil in me come out
Total recall for people to breathe

I got dogs in the backyard shittin' their lawns
We got chickens, ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
Round and round we go, circle the area
Leave the party, go straight to the Marriott

Dozy-doe with cowboys where they saddle at
Rodeo with 20 fours on the Cadillac
What your name is, R.E.D.
Crack cost money, but the 'E' is free, yeah

Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react

Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react

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Only One (Another Version) - Lyrics - Slipknot

Title: Only One (Another Version)
Artist: Slipknot
Composer(s): Nathan J Jordison, Mickael Thomson, Paul D Gray, Corey Taylor, Craig A Jones, Michael Shawn Crahan, Sid Wilson, Chris Fehn

Lyric:
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain, made to order
Pain

I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave
Better get an army, 'cuz the fire left me unscathed
You betcha bottom dollar, I'm the top of the shit pile
So stick around 'cuz I'll get to you in just a few
Step off the achtung, get back or get stung
Idiotic sense of yourself, are you that dumb?
Entire legion of me, totalitarian
The one and only muthafucka, top of the world man

'Cuz I can't stand it, planned it, gonna crash land it
In other words, consider me branded
Another version of me, another version of you
Both barrels, what you gonna do?

All I hear is human noise
You made your own fuckin' choice
I belong to only me
Silence for my revelry

I can only die over time
Filthy hands, stay away from mine
Every reason is a right to hate
Painful clutch, death is fine, gimme mine

Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away

Somebody explain this
You don't care 'cuz you don't exist
What the fuck is this another joke?
Reckoning

Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
Only one of us walks away
...

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Macarthur Park [Promotional Single Version] [Version] - Lyrics - Gold [ORIGINAL RECORDING REMASTERED] - Donna Summer

Title: Macarthur Park [Promotional Single Version] [Version]
Album: Gold [ORIGINAL RECORDING REMASTERED]
Artist: Donna Summer
Composer(s): Jimmy Webb

Lyric:
Spring was never waiting for us 'til it ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance

MacArthur's park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh, no

I recall the yellow cotton dress foaming like a wave
On the ground beneath your knees
Birds like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing Chinese checkers by the trees

MacArthur's park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh, no

MacArthur's park is melting in the dark
All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left my cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again, oh, no

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Chances Are - Lyrics - Johnny Mathis

Title: Chances Are
Artist: Johnny Mathis
Composer(s): Kix Brooks, Bob Dipiero

Lyric:
That wasn't me at a quarter to three
Back in our backyard
Tearin' up the roses and the home grown tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the driveway and the bottles in the hall
Well, I don't know where they came from
It must be burglars in the neighborhood
I sure hope they catch those bums

I know you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Well I was allegedly dropped by a truck stop waitress
At our front door
Now who you gonna believe, your sweet lovin' daddy
Or those lyin' eyes of yours
That lipstick on my collar, that you found this mornin'
Well that's not lipstick at all
I was just in a hurry to get back to you honey
Had myself a little fall

Oh, yeah you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Oh, please don't answer the phone
Hey, ain't it great bein' home and alone like this
That cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why should I know who that is
Yeah I know it looks bad
But you're lookin' at a victim of a circumstance or two
Oh, what is it now seems like nothin'
I do ever pleases you

I know you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Oh, deny, deny, deny

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Postcard - Lyrics - Buffalo Tom

Title: Postcard
Artist: Buffalo Tom
Composer(s): Bill Janovitz, Tom Maginnis, Chris Colbourn

Lyric:
You have spoken, the photo's fadin'
And nothin' is goin' right
A shooter's hand to, turn a cheek to
A cough into at night

Leaves are eyes that look inside
A secret society
Here's victory now if, that's what you're into
Just take it away from me

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed
I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now
So it all pours out so easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard
When you get there"

A monkey's tooth an', a lukewarm bath
Stray dog out in the driveway
(Here's Albany, yea)
Here's Albany, yea
(A photo finish)
Photo finish
Just wipe the dust away

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed
I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now
So it all pours out so easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard
When you get there"
Yeah, when you get down there
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there

Wherefore art thou Johnny Carson?
Retired and never coming back
Backroom basement, a sixty watt bulb
There's nothin' that I lack

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed
I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now
So it all pours out so easily you choose
My version of the truth
When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard
When you get there"
Yeah, when you get down there
Send me a postcard
Yeah, when you get down there
Yeah, yea

Send to me a postcard from anywhere
(Yea)
Send to me a postcard from anywhere
Send to me a postcard from anywhere

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Deny, Deny, Deny - Lyrics - Steers & Stripes - Brooks &Amp; Dunn

Title: Deny, Deny, Deny
Album: Steers & Stripes
Artist: Brooks &Amp; Dunn
Composer(s): Kix Brooks, Bob Dipiero

Lyric:
That wasn't me at a quarter to three
Back in our backyard
Tearin' up the roses and the home grown tomatoes
In my new car
Those bottles in the driveway and the bottles in the hall
Well, I don't know where they came from
It must be burglars in the neighborhood
I sure hope they catch those bums

I know you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Well I was allegedly dropped by a truck stop waitress
At our front door
Now who you gonna believe, your sweet lovin' daddy
Or those lyin' eyes of yours
That lipstick on my collar, that you found this mornin'
Well that's not lipstick at all
I was just in a hurry to get back to you honey
Had myself a little fall

Oh, yeah you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Oh, please don't answer the phone
Hey, ain't it great bein' home and alone like this
That cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why should I know who that is
Yeah I know it looks bad
But you're lookin' at a victim of a circumstance or two
Oh, what is it now seems like nothin'
I do ever pleases you

I know you've got your own version of the truth
There's only three things left now I can do
Deny, deny, deny

Oh, deny, deny, deny

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New Galfriend - Lyrics - Diana King

Title: New Galfriend
Artist: Diana King
Composer(s): Andy Marvel, Handel Tucker, Diana Eugena King

Lyric:
Hi, how you doin', long time no see?
Still remember your face
'Cause I see it in my dreams
Boy you're looking good, but then you always did
Who's the chick with the pretty face
Is she the one you're with?

Don't tell me you want us to be friends
That's something I just can't do
Boyfriend I'm sorry, forgive me
I got plans for you

I don't like your new galfriend
'Cause she's standing in the place
Where I should have been
I don't like your new galfriend
She's messing with my head
She's sleeping in my bed

See I had it all worked out
To get you back as my man
To have her in my way wasn't part of the plan
What is this I see, a new shinning diamond ring
Are you sure she has no secrets
'Cause I've heard so many things

Was it so easy, to leave me?
And find somebody new
You'll be sorry, without me
'Cause she's no good for you

No, no, I don't like your new galfriend
'Cause she's standing in the place
Where I should have been
I don't like your new galfriend
She's messing with my head
She's sleeping in my bed

I don't like your new garlfriend
And I don't think that you should ever see her again
I don't like your new galfriend
She's messing with my plan
She's fucking with my man

Drop the version

Comp, comp, comp, comp, competition
Mi depon a mission
Dis a gal wasn't part a mi plan
Mi have a mission, fi get yu bak as mi man
Meanwhile drop the version

What a position, a gal want a fraction
Gwaan run off your mout, you a go see some action
Mi av a mission, with me right on
When me done you a go need a physician

Who the girl they tell everyone
Who the girl they tell everyone
Who the girl they tell everyone
Who the girl they tell everyone

I don't like your new garlfriend
And I don't think that you should ever see her again
I don't like your new galfriend
She sleeping in your bed
Is messing with my head
I don't like your new garlfriend, no

Drop the version

Comp, comp, comp, comp, competition
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend

Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend

Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend
Your new galfriend, your new galfriend

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Push - Lyrics - Confessions on a Dance Floor - Madonna

Title: Push
Album: Confessions on a Dance Floor
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stuart Price, Madonn

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Lyric:
You push me to go the extra mile
You push me when it's difficult to smile
You push me, a better version of myself
You push me, only you and no one else

You push me to see the other point of view
You push me when there's nothing else to do
You push me when I think I know it all
You push me when I stumble and I fall

Keep on pushin'
Like nobody

Every place I live, every mood I'm in
Everything I do, I owe it all to you
Every move I make, every step I take
Every thing I know, it's all because you push me

You push me when I don't appreciate
You push me not to lie and not to hate
You push me when I want it all to end
You push me when I really need a friend

You push me, all I wanna do is cry
You push me when it's time for me to try
You push me when I do it for myself
You push me, only you and no one else

Keep on pushin'
Like nobody

Every place I live, every mood I'm in
Everything I do, I owe it all to you
Every move I make, every step I take
Every thing I do, it's all because you push me
You push me

Keep on pushin'
Like nobody
Keep on
Keep on

Every place I live
(To go the extra mile)
Every mood I'm in
(When it's difficult to smile)
Everything I do
(A better version of myself)
(Only you and only you and only you)

Every move I make
(To see the other point of view)
Every step I take
(When there's nothing else to do)
Every thing I do
(I think I know it all)
(Only you and only you and only you)

Every place I live
(To go the extra mile)
Every mood I'm in
(When it's difficult to smile)
Everything I do
(A better version of myself)
I owe it all to you
(Only you and only you and only you)

Every move I make
(To see the other point of view)
Every step I take
(When there's nothing else to do)
Every thing I do
(I think I know it all)
It's all because you push me
You push me

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Around The World (Alternate Version) - Lyrics - Atc

Title: Around The World (Alternate Version)
Artist: Atc
Composer(s): Peter Koenemann, Sergei Zhukov, Alex Christensen, Alexei Potekhin

Lyric:
The kisses of the sun
Were sweet I didn't blink
I let it in my eyes
Like an exotic dream

The radio playing songs
That I have never heard
I don't know what to say
Oh, not another word

Just la la la la la
It goes around the world
Just la la la la la
It's all around the world

Just la la la la la
And everybody's singing
La la la la la
And now the bells are ringing

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

Inside an empty room
My inspiration flows
Now wait to hear the tune
Around my head it goes

The magic melody
You want to sing with me
Just la la la la la
The music is the key

And now the night is gone
Still it goes on and on
So deep inside of me
I long to set it free

I don't know what to do
Just can't explain to you
I don't know what to say
Oh, not another word

Just la la la la la
It goes around the world
Just la la la la la
It's all around the world

Just la la la la la
And everybody's singing
La la la la la
And now the bells are ringing

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

The kisses of the sun
Around

La la la la la
It goes around the world
Just la la la la la
It's all around the world

Just la la la la la
And everybody's singing
La la la la la
And now the bells are ringing

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la
(Around, around, around the world)
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la

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Coming Home (Alt Version) - Lyrics - Roy Orbison

Title: Coming Home (Alt Version)
Artist: Roy Orbison
Composer(s): Wilbur H Jennings, Roy Orbison, John David Souther

Lyric:
It's a long and lonely highway
When you're traveling all alone
I was on my way to nowhere
But now I'm coming home, I'm coming home

I've been running through the fire
I've been running for so long
If I took it any higher
Baby, I would be still be gone

But now I'm coming home, coming home, I'm coming home
Coming home, coming home, I'm coming home

Well, my home was really never
On a far and distant shore
If I stayed away forever
I could never miss you more

And so I'm coming home, coming home, I'm coming home
Coming home, coming home, I'm coming home

I think of all these years gone by
Never even wondered why, I never touched the ground
All the time that's come and gone
All the nights I've been alone and now I'm homeward bound

I heard the thunder over Canaan
And I've heard the angels cry
And their voices came revealing
As you live, so will you die

I'm coming home, coming home, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, I'm coming home

Coming home, coming home, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home

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Can'T Change Me (French Version) (Bonus Track) - Lyrics - Chris Cornell

Title: Can'T Change Me (French Version) (Bonus Track)
Artist: Chris Cornell
Composer(s): Chris Cornell

Lyric:
She can do anything at all
Have anything she pleases
Power to change what she thinks is wrong
So what could she want with me?

Wait just one minute here
I can see that she's trying to read me
Suddenly I know

She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
No she can't change me

She has the daylight at her command
She gives the night its dreams
She can uncover your darkest fear
Make you forget you feel it

Wait just one minute more
I can see that she's trying to free me
Suddenly I know

She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
No she can't change me

Suddenly I can see everything that's wrong with me
But what can I do?
I'm the only thing I really have at all

But wait just one minute here
I can see that she's trying to need me
Suddenly I know

She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
She's going to change the world
But she can't change me
No she can't change me

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God Put A Smile On Your Face - Lyrics - Version - Mark Ronson

Title: God Put A Smile On Your Face
Album: Version
Artist: Mark Ronson
Composer(s): Guy Berryman, Jon Buckland, Will Champion, Chris Martin

Lyric:
Where do we go, nobody knows
I've gotta say I'm on my way down
God give me style and give me grace
God put a smile upon my face

Where do we go to draw the line
I've gotta say, I wasted all your time, oh honey, honey
Where do I go to fall from grace
God put a smile upon your face, yeah

Now when you work it out I'm worse than you
Yeah, when you work it out, I want it too
Now when you work out where to draw the line
Your guess is as good as mine

Where do we go, nobody knows
Don't ever say you're on your way down, when
God gave you style and gave you grace
And put a smile upon your face, oh yeah

Now when you work it out I'm worse than you
Yeah, when you work it out, I want it too
Now when you work out where to draw the line
Your guess is as good as mine

It's as good as mine
It's as good as mine
It's as good as mine

As good as mine
As good as mine
As good as mine
As good as mine

Where do we go, nobody knows
Don't ever say you're on your way down, when
God gave you style and gave you grace
And put a smile upon your face

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