When You'Re Old And Lonely - Lyrics - The Magnetic Fields

Title: When You'Re Old And Lonely
Artist: The Magnetic Fields
Composer(s): Stephin Raymond Merritt

Lyric:
When you're old and lonely
You will wish you'd married me
I could build a fire for you
And bring you cakes and tea

When you're cold and hungry
I'll be waiting by the phone
You can call me up and
Tell me how you're all alone, all alone

When you're old and lonely
And the rush of life is past
Days go by too slowly and
The years go by too fast

When your golden loneliness
Is heavier than stone
You can call me up and say
"My God, I'm all alone, all alone"

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Good Luck - Lyrics - Kish Kash - Basement Jaxx

Title: Good Luck
Album: Kish Kash
Artist: Basement Jaxx
Composer(s): Simon Ratcliffe, Felix Buxton, Lisa Kekaula

Lyric:
Tell me, tell me
Is life just a playground
Think you're the real deal honey
And someone'll always look after you

But wake up baby
You're so totally deluded
You'll end up old and lonely
If you don't get a bullet in your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Sold me, sold me
You sold me down the river now
Hope you're feeling happy now
Now you'll always have a sneer in your smile

But wake up baby
You're so totally deluded
You'll end up old and lonely
If you don't get a bullet in your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

And I'm glad so glad that I'm done with you
No more crying, crying leaving me so black and blue
You backed me up against the wall but I stand tall
Don't give a damn no more

Oh baby, bye bye
No more lies, no more lies
No more lies without you

Good, good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares
When you're resting your head
Good, good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Good luck, good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares honey
When you're resting your head

Good, good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares
When you're resting your head
Good, good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your nightmares

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Talking Goodbye - Lyrics - Holly Dunn

Title: Talking Goodbye
Artist: Holly Dunn
Composer(s): Holly Dunn

Lyric:
I heard you saying you're thinking 'bout getting out
Leaving him and your old life behind
Well, if you want to go without any doubts
You'd better know what you're talking about

You're talking tears, you're talking cold and lonely nights
Where the heartaches don't leave when morning comes
You're talking, losing what you never thought you'd find
You're talking bad times when you're talking goodbye

You feel like you're living somebody else's dream
And all that's gold has turned into rust
But when you're talking about tossing that ring
You'd better know just what that means

You're talking tears, you're talking cold and lonely nights
Where the heartaches don't leave when morning comes
You're talking, losing what you never thought you'd find
You're talking bad times when you're talking goodbye

There was a time when I had a choice to make
I let love slip through my hands
So if you want to talk about making mistakes
That's one thing I understand

You're talking tears, you're talking cold and lonely nights
Where the heartaches don't leave when morning comes
You're talking, losing what you never thought you'd find
You're talking bad times when you're talking goodbye

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Pimpin' Forever - Lyrics - Blow The Whistle - Too $Hort

Title: Pimpin' Forever
Album: Blow The Whistle
Artist: Too $Hort
Composer(s): Zak Wallace, Todd Shaw, Phalon Alexander

Lyric:
Somebody say, say
A lemme hear you say, say, say

Your daddy said, ?Come back, baby, find your life?
It was wrong before but this time it's right
It's been way too long you've been gone from home
You wasn't ready when you left to be grown on your own

Now deep down inside, you're his little girl
Gotta swallow his pride 'cause you're his little girl
Wouldn't be so bad if you only stripped
But you don't do dancin' just lonely tricks

Now you're hooked, ain't no love
You in this game, it's just like drugs
Your family wrote you off 'cause you f*** that up
You way out of town and you stuck

Now you're on your own, you've been disowned
Since you left your hometown, all your friends are gone
It's girls like you that truly make us
You're lost in the world, so I moved you to Vegas

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin'
I f*** wit'cha and I turned you into somethin'
Now f*** J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your a*** back to work the track jumpin'

Say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Say, say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Say b***, you better get that cash
Old-a*** man wanna hit that a***
Older than your daddy, more like your granny
Let his old wrinkled a*** get in them panties

I show you how to get it, I'm just a dog
You had a good thang and you f*** it off
I'm like the big bad wolf, you better scream
Run for your life 'cause I want that cream

Your father told you to stay away from me
And now you gotta call me 'Daddy'?
Now let me ask you, you think you've got it together?
You're too fine to be broke, you gotta get whatever

Now I don't give a f*** in any weather
When I see you, you better have a G or better
Look into my eyes and say you understand me
'Cause now I'm your family, say

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin'
I f*** wit'cha and I turned you into somethin'
Now f*** J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your a*** back to work the track jumpin'

Say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Say, say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Your father wants to know when you comin'
But you never liked home, so you keep on runnin'
Now I got you, you're mine for life
Get your mind right

Don't let the limelight
Steal your soul and make you old
Make the happy lil' girl turn bitter and cold
Now your brain is frozen, your body is numb
You're stuck in the h***-zone, you gotta get home

You can go to Oz and won't learn
Click your heels three times and go turn a t***
You better get that cash
If you don't got it when I see you I'ma whip that a***

And all of you squares, that hear my flows
Most of y'all b*** wouldn't make good h***
Never talk down on a pimp and his w***
Unless you know the whole story, broke b***

Before you met me you wasn't nuttin'
I f*** wit'cha and I turned you into somethin'
Now f*** J-Lo, be your own woman
Now take your a*** back to work the track jumpin'

Say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Say, say, I'ma be pimpin' forever
I'ma be pimpin' forever
Say, say, say, I'ma stay mackin' forever
I'ma stay mackin' forever

Say, yeah, that's right
H*** up if you wanna blow up
Say, say, say, and all you cute broke-a*** b***
Stop hatin' on these real h***

Say, you up there suckin' and f*** all night for free
Say, say, say
When you coulda got in and out there
Wit'cha money real fast, baby

Say, you need management
You need a n*** like me to tell you
Exactly what you need to be doin' out there
Get your full potential out your p***, baby, yeah
'Cause if you's a broke-a*** with any kinda decent

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The Bug - Lyrics - On Every Street - Dire Straits

Title: The Bug
Album: On Every Street
Artist: Dire Straits
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler

Lyric:
Well, it's a strange old game, you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back to go
You're standing on the throttle, you're standing on the brakes
In the groove till you make a mistake

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all, groove it, groove it, groove it

You gotta know happy, you gotta know glad
Because you're gonna know lonely and you're gonna know bad
When you're rippin' and a ridin' and you're comin' on strong
You start slippin' and a slidin' and it all goes wrong because

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, baby
And sometimes you're the ball
And sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all, groove it

And again groove it
Groove it
Break it down

Then you got the glory, then you got none
One day you're a diamond and then you're a stone
Everything can change in the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll before we say goodbye

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug, yeah
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all, I say

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all, groove it

[Incomprehensible]

The bug

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I Cry - Lyrics - Trick Daddy

Title: I Cry
Artist: Trick Daddy
Composer(s): S Storch, M Valenzano, D Lyon, Maurice Young

Lyric:
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Thank You Lord, Lord, thank You Lord

No matter how hard I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(That's right, y'all could stand up and rejoice now)
Lord I hope You're hearing me
(We about halfway through the road)
This goes out to the lonely streets
(We got about another hundred years to go)
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(And God is good that's right God is good)
Lord I hope You're hearing me
(In fact God is not good sometimes)
This goes out to the lonely streets
(He's good all the time)
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

I got a letter from my nigga in prison
He said he shooked them and its
Too far to drive don't even worry about a visit
All he needed was a couple pictures

And a few dollars, that way he ain't have to worry
About borrowing from a nigga
Told me to check on his old girl
Make sure it's all good for her and the kids

But Hell I already did and then he asked me about his shorty
I hate he asked me about his shorty
'Cause its been some years since I saw him

Him not knowing his baby's momma's horror
And ever since the days he's been gone
She's kinda trapped in a storm

But he goes on and on about when he gets home
And then he mention every nigga that did him wrong
Put him right back where he started at
But he ain't snitched

So he feels that them niggaz in his click
They ought to pay for that
He did his time, day for day, without turning snake
'Cause real O G's don't even take please

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

See when I pray I pray for everybody
I pray to God bless America
That way these terrorist can't tear us up
But I'm sick and tired of a lot of other things

And the bottom line is we gotta set examples for the kids
We first ought to teach them love 'cause these days
Us niggaz got too much hatred installed in us
The radio and TV they just can't get enough this great big old world
I guess it still just ain't big enough

But y'all listen cuz I'm holding on playa
The Lord ain't brought me that far just to drop me off here
Y'all keep arguing about religions
While y'all referring to y'all old books of the Bible
Y'all all out to miss the last bus to Heaven

See everybody gonna wait, ain't gonna be no fighting
No pushing, no cussing, nope not at the gate
'Cause everybody gonna meet there
And niggaz you ain't even like in your first life
They gonna walk by you and speak, so

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no matter
How hard I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how hard I cry
Ooh yeah

Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the best of buddies
Invest some money stay together in Heaven
I know them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so good to seeing them together

So I'm sending my deepest condolences to those
Who lost family members to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in this together but who's ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have Hell getting in Heaven

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no matter, no matter
How hard I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how hard I cry
(Thank You Lord Lord thank You Lord)
Ooh yeah

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The Bug - Lyrics - Come on Come On - Mary Chapin Carpenter

Title: The Bug
Album: Come on Come On
Artist: Mary Chapin Carpenter
Composer(s): Mark Knopfler

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Lyric:
Well it's a strange old game, you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back you go
You're standin' on the throttle, you're standin' on the brake
In the groove 'til you make a mistake

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, babe
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all

You gotta know happy, you gotta know glad
'Cause you're gonna know lonely and you're gonna know sad
When you're rippin' and you're ridin' and you're coming on strong
You start slippin' and slidin' and it all goes wrong, because

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all falls together, babe
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, babe
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all

One day you got the glory and then you got none
One day you're a diamond and then you're a stone
Everything can change in the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll before we say goodbye

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the Louisville slugger, babe
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all

'Cause sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, babe
Sometimes you're just a fool in love

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Speechless - Lyrics - At The Drive In

Title: Speechless
Artist: At The Drive In
Composer(s): Benjamin Rodriguez, Cedric Bixler, Pablo Hinojos, Tony Hajjar, Omar Rodriguez

Lyric:
Mother Nature never smelled so good
Can I taste the flower that you carry
Brilliant minds with pretty faces never cry

Pedestal is crumbling down
Now you're on the ground
Selfless days are way too many
Lay back, spread your legs and don't make a sound

Hiding bruises, he brings you roses
Says, "I'm sorry", now it's okay
No hard feelings, no deep meanings
You were once special but just for a day

He hook and baits you to break you in two
Now no one is saying that it'll be all right
Promises when he says, "I love you"
Face first to the floor, now you just don't know

Speak up
Because no one's listening

All those lonely nights you stayed up and cried
Sick to your stomach with butterflies
He says, "Come here and hold me close
You never really seem to smile when I touch you"

Saccharine sweet flavored drinks
Taste so old
This burning in your mind
Makes you feel so cold

No recollection of affection, we're only safe from harm
When nothing matters, only 20 years have passed
And you're already feeling old, bell jar is ringing
And no one understands the feeling of kicking a dead cow

And hoping that I will come alive
When everything is wrong
You just say, "I'm doing fine"
She's reaching for something right

Mother Nature never smelled so good
Can I taste the flower that you carry?
Brilliant minds with pretty faces never cry

Pedestal is crumbling down
Now you're on the ground
Selfless days are way too many
Lay back, spread your legs and don't make a sound

Hiding bruises, he brings you roses
Says, "I'm sorry", now it's okay
No hard feelings, no deep meanings
You were once special but just for a day

He hook and baits you to break you in two
Now no one is saying that it'll be all right
Promises when he says, "I love you"
Face first to the floor, now you just don't know

Speak up
Because no one's listening

All those lonely nights you stayed up and cried
Sick to your stomach with butterflies
He says, "Come here and hold me close
You never really seem to smile when I touch you"

Saccharine sweet flavored drinks
Taste so old
This burning in your mind
Makes you feel so cold

No recollection of affection, we're only safe from harm
When nothing matters, only 20 years have passed
And you're already feeling old, bell jar is ringing
And no one understands the feeling of kicking a dead cow

And hoping that I will come alive
When everything is wrong
You just say, "I'm doing fine"
She's reaching for something right

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Lonely Feeling - Lyrics - Robert Earl Keen

Title: Lonely Feeling
Artist: Robert Earl Keen
Composer(s): Robert Earl Jr. Keen

Lyric:
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico
It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio
It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot
And gives you the very last cup from his pot

It's a lonely feeling, it's what you've got
It's a lonely feeling, like it or not

It's the crack in the sidewalk right next to a pay telephone
It's someone's recorder when you're hopin' that someone is home
It's an hour to kill to do what you please
But nobody's up for just shootin' the breeze

It's a lonely feeling, it's like a disease
It's a lonely feeling, you pray that it leaves

It's three men from Chile who are tired and they want to go home
They've run out of money and they're stuck up in east Oregon
So you give ?em the small bit of change in your hand
You try to speak Spanish but they don't understand

It's a lonely feeling, it gets to a man
It's a lonely feeling, that runs through the land

It's your best friend from high school who sees you and wishes you well
You try to breakthrough but you run out of stories to tell
So you bid him goodbye and you step into space
There are so many questions that you cannot face

It's a lonely feeling, taking his place
It's a lonely feeling, you just can't erase

It's a statue of Jesus your grandmother had when she died
All cracked and all yellow and you know you should throw it aside
But you're growin' religious, the older you get
You haven't been saved but it could happen yet

It's a lonely feeling, full of regret
It's a lonely feeling, won't let you forget

It's a bus stop, a street cop, an old dog, the new kid, a bum
It's fright and rejected, neglected and blind, deaf and dumb
But you look in the mirror and you're still hanging in
It?s there to remind you how lucky you've been

It's a lonely feeling, now and again
It's only a feeling that comes now and then

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Shoppin' Bag Lady - Lyrics - Guess Who

Title: Shoppin' Bag Lady
Artist: Guess Who
Composer(s): Burton Cummings, Domenic Troiano

Lyric:
City lights and the pretty sights beckoned you to roam
Leavin? now and you?re knowin? how, you?re on your own
Family and reality seem so far away
Feelin? fine and the happy times have left you to stay

Oh shopping bag lady, asleep on the snow
If you had your fortune you?d trade it for a kind hello
Oh shopping bag lady, the winter winds blow
Society has forgotten you, there?s nowhere left for you to go

Through the tears, all your better years passin? by so fast
Loneliness is a part of you, and oh, how it lasts
No one there, there to really care, the city seems so cold
Yesterday you were just a child, today you?re so old

I would love to hold you
Nights when you?re alone
And the cold and dark is killin? you ever so slowly
I would love to love you
Nights when you?re alone, you?re alone

I know the days used to be something different for you
I know it?s cold and lonely and it?s misery
I wanna help you, I wanna help you, I wanna help you when you?re down
I wanna look around and find a helping hand for you

Oh no, it?s never too late
Oh no, it?s never too late to try and help you out
I know you?re cold and it?s misery
I can tell the days used to be something different for you

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At Least (Little Things) - Lyrics - Mirror, Mirror - Kelly Price

Title: At Least (Little Things)
Album: Mirror, Mirror
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Robert Kelly

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Lyric:
I'm on my way back to Atlanta
About to start a new life 'cause I can't take it here
It seems like the more we fight the more the pressure
I'm in this lonely house sitting high up on a hill

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

You won't miss me till I'm gone
Impossible to drink from a well that's gone dry, yeah
And every night you come in singing the same old song
How could you do me wrong when you know it ain't right, baby

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

Take in a movie show, a carnival, a place to go, we can be alone
But instead I'm staring at these matching walls
The weekends spent, a compliment, flowers sent would've kept me at home
But now instead I'm packing my bags and I'm gone, yeah

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

All I wanted was a smile
For you to stay a little while
It's too late for it
'Cause you forgot the little things

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

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At Least - Lyrics - Kelly Price

Title: At Least
Artist: Kelly Price
Composer(s): Robert Kelly

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Lyric:
I'm on my way back to Atlanta
About to start a new life 'cause I can't take it here
It seems like the more we fight the more the pressure
I'm in this lonely house sitting high up on a hill

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

You won't miss me till I'm gone
Impossible to drink from a well that's gone dry, yeah
And every night you come in singing the same old song
How could you do me wrong when you know it ain't right, baby

Pressin' the buttons on the control
Flipping through channels on TV
Wondering when you're coming home
And take care of family

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

Take in a movie show, a carnival, a place to go, we can be alone
But instead I'm staring at these matching walls
The weekends spent, a compliment, flowers sent would've kept me at home
But now instead I'm packing my bags and I'm gone, yeah

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

All I wanted was a smile
For you to stay a little while
It's too late for it
'Cause you forgot the little things

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

At least you can call and say I'm busy
At least you can say I'm running late
At least you can give some kind of notice
Let somebody know that you're okay

At least you can take some time to phone
At least you can just one day stay home
At least you can take me out to eat
If you love me, you would've done those things

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Tell Mama - Lyrics - Farewell Song - Janis Joplin

Title: Tell Mama
Album: Farewell Song
Artist: Janis Joplin
Composer(s): Wilbur Terrell, Clarence Carter, Marcus Daniel

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Lyric:
Yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah

You thought you had found yourself a good girl
One who would love you and give you the world
Now you find baby you've been misused
Come to me honey, I'll do what you choose

I want you to, well tell mama
Well all about it, well tell mama
What you need, tell your mama babe
What you want, tell your mama babe

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
And I'll make everything alright

Girl you had cheated and have no sense, babe
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent
Same man he throwed you outdoors
I just heard that he quartered your clothes, hey

Well, tell mama
All about it, tell mama
What you need, tell your mama babe
What you want, tell your mama babe

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
And I'll make everything alright, and I swear

Have cheated and have no sense still
Wasn't worth all the time that you spent
And that same man that throwed you outdoors
I just heard that he torn all your clothes, hey

Well, tell mama
Well all about it, tell mama
What you need, tell your mama babe
What you want, tell your mama babe

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
Anything I, I can do
Anything I can do for you babe

Tell mama babe, tell mama babe
Tell mama babe, tell mama babe
Tell mama babe, tell mama babe
Hey

Everybody get lonely, lonely, lonely
Everybody get lonely sometime
Everybody get lonely, lonely, lonely
Everybody get lonely sometime

Everybody gotta cry, cry
Everybody gotta cry
Everybody gotta cry, cry, cry
Everybody gotta cry

Well, I'll tell you, dear
If you're a woman
I can only assume
That you already know what you're looking for, baby

If you ever, if you were lookin', if you were lonely
If you were lookin', or lonely
I know what you're lookin' for
And I figured it out at fourteen years old
And I been lookin' for it every since too

However, if you happen to be a very young man
Preferably a young man, I'll tell you what you need, man
When you wake up an' it doesn't feel right, man
Your head don't feel right, nothin' feels right
I'll tell ya what you need

You need a sweet lovin' mama, babe
Sweet talkin' mama, baby
You need a sweet lovin' mama, babe
You need someone to listen to you

Someone to talk to you
Someone to hear you
Someone to want you
Someone to need you
Someone to use you
Someone to hold you

Want you, talk, listen, hold you, want you, need you
Hold you, need you, want you, need you, hold you
Won't you need me mama, mama, mama, mama baby
Hey now, mama, mama, mama, mama, baby
Lord, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, baby
Hey, mama, mama, mama, mama, babe

Tell mama all about it, tell mama all about it
What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
Anything I can do
Anything baby I can do for you
Tell your mama, babe

Mama babe
Mama babe
Mama babe

Yeah
An' I'll make everything alright, yeah
Hey

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Lonely Feeling - Lyrics - Cross Canadian Ragweed

Title: Lonely Feeling
Artist: Cross Canadian Ragweed
Composer(s): Robert Earl Jr. Keen

Lyric:
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico
It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio
It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot
Gives you the very last hit from her pot

It's a lonely feeling, it's what you got
It's a lonely feeling, like it or not

Well, it's the crack in the sidewalk right next to a pay telephone
Well, it's someone's recorder when you're hopin' that someone is home
Well, it's an hour to kill to do what you please
Nobody's up for just shootin' the breeze

It's a lonely feeling, it's like a disease
It's a lonely feeling, you pray that it leaves

It's your best friend from high school who sees you and wishes you well
Yeah, you try to breakthrough but you run out of stories to tell
So you bid him goodbye and you step into space
So many questions that you cannot face

There's a lonely feeling taking his place
It's a lonely feeling that you just can't erase

Well, it's three men from Chile who are tired and they want to go home
Well, they run out of money, stuck up in east Oregon
So you give 'em the small bit of change from your hand
Try to speak Spanish but they don't understand

It's a lonely feeling, it gets to a man
It's a lonely feeling that runs through the land

Well, it's a statue of Jesus that your grandmother had when she died
It's all cracked and all yellow and know you should throw it aside
But you're growin' religious the older you get
Haven't been saved but it should happen yet

It's a lonely feeling full of regret
It's a lonely feeling, won't let you forget

Well, it's a bus stop, a street cop, an old dog, the new kid, a bum
It's fright and rejected, neglected and blind, deaf and dumb
Yeah, but you look in the mirror and you're still hanging in
It's there to remind you how lucky you've been

It's a lonely feeling, now and again
It's a lonely feeling that comes now and then

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Cigarette - Lyrics - Someday Maybe - Clarks

Title: Cigarette
Album: Someday Maybe
Artist: Clarks
Composer(s): Scott Blasey, Rob Hertweck, Greg Joseph, Dave Minarik

Lyric:
In a black and far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
It houses circus freaks, temptation and bad trips

In an isolated corner of the box
There's a trap door covered up with dirt and rocks
It opens to the stairs that lead down to the crypt

Do you know where you're going
When you've taken your last step?
Do you know what you get? Cigarette

On a dark and lonely road in my hometown
Stands a house that long ago should've been torn down
It reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and bad debt

On a weather beaten transom in the house
Walks a friend of mine that I call the Old King Mouse
He dances in the moonlight and sleepin' out on the steps

Do you know where you're going
When you've taken your last breath?
And do you know what you get?

And do you know where you're going
When they've paid their last regret?
Do you know what you get? Cigarette

In a black, far off corner of my mind
There's a box of something I can't quite define
It houses circus freaks, temptation and the Fayette County Fair
And it reeks of love gone sour, suspicion and big hair

Do you know where you're going
When you've taken your last step?
And do you know what you get?

And do you know where you're going
When the Devil starts to sweat?
Do you know what you get? A cigarette

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Bottle And A Gun - Lyrics - Swan Songs - Hollywood Undead

Title: Bottle And A Gun
Album: Swan Songs
Artist: Hollywood Undead
Composer(s): Deuce Funny Man Charlie Scene

Lyric:
It was once a dark lonely summer's eve on the lonely streets of Sunset
When the Lord called upon 6 crazy M.C's
J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz and Tha Producer
Hey, uh, man you forgot the homie Funny Man, c'mon

And I can show you how to hump without making love
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak

My clothes are always retro
Sexual like I'm hetero
And I play a bitch like Nintendo, Zelda
Take a fun ride in my Benzo

Funny as fuck, I should do stand up
Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck
Fuck you, got a gold ass grill
Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill

Hop in the ride, let's roll
I'm a baritone with a voice that's so low
It'll make your speakers explode
And I'll drop your panties to the floor, ah

Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways
Hop in the back girls, freaky Fridays
If you got beef, then you better step up bitch
Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to fuck with

And I can show you how to hump without making love
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak

Girl come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro
Introduce me to your mom as Charl-O
It's Charlie Scene, shake your ass to the bass
Wait till you see my face, hey bitch

Wear them tight jeans that show your ass crack
My first name gives Vietnam flash backs
I get drunk and do the same old, same old
Take three girls home and call them Charlie's Angels

What'chu gonna do after we get signed?
I'm gonna lose my mind
Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride
Go back in time, be there that night and save 2 Pac's life

Then pay my fine for getting caught fucking on the Hollywood sign
I got the game on lock, I'll have a bottle and a glock
With biceps like The Rock
Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch, hey

And I can show you how to hump without making love
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak

Get down, I'll show you how
C'mon girl, let me show you how
And let's get freaky deaky now

Get down, I'll show you how
C'mon girl, let me show you how
And let's get freaky deaky now

And I can show you how to hump without making love
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak
And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun
The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak

Get down, I'll show you how
If you got beef then you better step up bitch
Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to fuck with

Get down, I'll show you how
I'll have a bottle and a glock with biceps like The Rock
Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch

Bitch, what motherfucker?

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Destiny - Lyrics - Lady Croissant - Sia

Title: Destiny
Album: Lady Croissant
Artist: Sia
Composer(s): Henry Daniel Binns, Sia Kate Furler, Sam Hardaker, Sophie Alexandra Barker

Lyric:
I lie awake, I've gone to ground
I'm watchin' porn
In my hotel dressing gown
Now I dream of you but I still believe
There's only enough for one in this lonely hotel suite

The journey's long and it feels so bad
I'm thinkin' back to the last day we had
Old moon fades into the new
Soon I know I'll be back with you
I'm nearly with you, I'm nearly with you

When I'm weak, I draw strength from you
And when you're lost, I know how to change your mood
And when I'm down, you breathe life over me
Even though we're miles apart, we are each other's destiny

On a clear day, I'll fly home to you
I'm bendin' time and I'm gettin' back to you
Old moon fades into the new
Soon I know I'll be back with you
I'm nearly with you, I'm nearly with you

When I'm weak, I draw strength from you
And when you're lost, I know how to change your mood
And when I'm down, you breathe life over me
Even though we're miles apart, we are each other's destiny

When I'm weak, I draw strength from you
And when you're lost, I know how to change your mood
And when I'm down, you breathe life over me
Even though we're miles apart, we are each other's destiny

I'll fly, I'll fly home
I'll fly home and I'll fly home

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Corey'S Coming - Lyrics - Harry Chapin

Title: Corey'S Coming
Artist: Harry Chapin
Composer(s): Harry F. Chapin

Lyric:
Old John Joseph was a man with two first names
They left him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a week comes on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry 'bout is time

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout where he's been
He says, ?Come on sit down kid, where shall I begin??
He starts telling me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world"

I was quite surprised to find out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his stories were true
Well they said, ?Old John was born here, he's lived here all his life
He's never had a woman, let alone a wife?

And very soon you'll find out as you check around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in this town
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth that I had heard
Well he smiled and said, ?Reality is only just a word?

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

I came by one evening but he did not hear my shout
I looked in the window and I saw the fire was out
When he would not wake up I forced in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph would tell stories no more

The scene at the graveyard, just three of us were there
Me and the gravedigger we heard the parson's prayer
He said, ?We need not grieve for this man
For we know that God cares?

They put the cold dirt over him and left me on my own
And when at last I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, ?If you're a relative, he had a peaceful end?
That's when she said, ?My name is Corey you can say I'm just a friend?

Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, that's the old man's story, I'm glad you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad yard sure makes a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man would work out here alone
Well the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my bones

And I confess I get to missing the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you girl?
And like he told me, when she holds me she enfolds me in her world

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Every Woman In The World - Lyrics - Air Supply

Title: Every Woman In The World
Artist: Air Supply
Composer(s): Dominic Bugatti, Frank Musker

Lyric:
Overnight scenes, dinner and wine, Saturday girls
I was never in love, never had the time
In my hustle and hurry world
Laughing myself to sleep, waking up lonely
I needed someone to hold me, oh

It's such a crazy old town, it can drag you down till you run out of dreams
So you party all night to the music and lights
But you don't know what happiness means
I was dancing in the dark with strangers
No love around me when suddenly you found me, oh

Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're my fantasy, you're my reality
Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're everything I need
You're everything to me, oh girl

Everything good, everything fine, that's what you are
So put your hand in mine and together we'll climb
As high as the highest star
I'm living a lifetime in every minute that we're together
And I'll stand right here forever, oh

Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're my fantasy, you're my reality
Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're everything I need
You're everything to me, oh girl

Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're my fantasy, you're my reality
Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're everything I need, you're everything to me

Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're my fantasy, you're my reality
Girl you're every woman in the world to me
You're everything I need, you're everything to me

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Let Yourself Go - Lyrics - Daddy's Home - Big Daddy Kane

Title: Let Yourself Go
Album: Daddy's Home
Artist: Big Daddy Kane
Composer(s): Lou Donaldson, Antonio Hardy, Tadone Hill-Wilson

Lyric:
Somebody tell me who's that? What's that?
It's the man with the silk drawers stuck up his butt crack
Don't even front and try to ask who is this
'Cause my name rings more bells than a Jehovah Witness

Stronger than Listerine, moppin' up rappers like Mr. Clean
Oh Lord, the Kane just hit the scene
Booyaka bo buck, rappers have no luck
'Cause when I come through, I'm catchin' wreck like a tow truck

'Cause ain't no way in the world the Kane could ever fade
I'm stayin' on top of this thing, in order for me to get paid
And anyone comin' to me for a battle is gettin' slayed
Whenever it comes to the lyrics, I'm rappin', I got it made

So back up off me 'cause yo' rap
Have no hap' so slow dat and act like you know dat
'Cause you can dream about bein' this up to par
But not even Johnny Mathis can tell you what your chances are

Competition, I'll drill 'em and definitely out skill 'em
To make the long story short, I kill em
'Cause I face em like Jason, bizarre
And when I come through, it's like tchk tchk ahh

Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

Givin' you mo', ready to go, kickin' the flow, rippin' the show
Comin' to blow, check out a pro, look at the glow, act like you know
Left the lonely, lonely through lyrics loose in me
Leave the lowlife left lingerin' lost like [unverified]

Anything you can imagine done to a microphone I did it
Ripped it, flipped it, hit it, split it, let it, so dig it
But don't make me get ill or chill 'cause if I exercise my skill
Rappers'll hit the floor like Johnny Gill

The smoothest soloist with this to exist to bliss
And diss who risk to test this
'Cause this ain't no game, I treat you like
A picture of my ex girl and rip that ass out the frame

I come pursuant, pursuant, pursuant, pursuant
And step it to him, to him, to him, to him, to him
I leave a rapper's career ruined, ruined, ruined, ruined
And watch him fade like my voice is doin', doin', doin'

Ease back when I attack
Your poetry is wack so don't ask for no slack
'Cause I'm tell you straight up, I'ma bring it son
You want Poetic Justice, go see John Singleton

Because a battle ain't no thing to me
And I don't look nothin' like Tarzan
So don't think you can swing with me
Just let the Kane take control, I'd like to know
If you really ready for some super dynamite soul

Then come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Uh huh, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

Uh huh, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

So what's this? A new attitude, you're tryin' to act rude
You saw Menace and now you in a gangsta mood
What are you kiddin' me? That's the heart of stupidity
If you wanna be a gangsta, join the mafia in Italy

Fakin' and frontin' on stage like you're hard
I hope when you get to Detroit, the real thugs gon' pull your card
Flashin' guns like you got somethin' to prove G
What, you wanna be in the next John Singleton movie?

You're sayin' that you're buck whylin'
But don't convince me, convince the brothers on the Island
Otherwise just forget it unless niggaz that did ten years
Say you a gangsta, I ain't wit it

Yo, I raped his mother, yo, I shot and killed him
Is that what you wanna get across to the children?
I guess you're not gonna be happy til it's for real
Four year old kids, doin' drivebys on Big Wheels

Or maybe you wanna see it be more fatal
Like Kindergarten kids, tryin' to cook crack with Play-Doh
Now I don't mean to take the fun out the jam
I just want some to understand about the gun in the hand
We gotta show our people how to live equal
Peace out, I'm catchin' folks on the sequel

It go, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Uh huh, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go
Come on, Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hoe
And yo I got the funky flow
So let yourself go

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