One Of These Girls
Owwww!
One of these girls is doing their own thing, uhh ohh!
One of these girls is just not the same!
You think shes sweet, all pretty in pink,
But you better beware, cause I aint what you think! (emma)
Im always searching for a good time, not on a day,
She gets down in unusual ways,
Getting my kicks, being naughty and cheeky!
Dream on, babe your just freakin, oh,
When we got together we just come as a one,
Doing mmmmn, mmmmn and a whoah yeah!
One of these girls is doing their own thing,
One of these girls is just not the same.
I said a, even though we are doing our own thing,
Cant you see were all playing a game.
Uh oh!
Taking pride in myself, in the clothes that I wear,
Shes only teasing to make you stare.
She likes to do what the boys do, getting dirty on the pitch,
Chanting with the cup crew.
When we got together we just come as a one,
Doing mmmmn, mmmmn and a whoah yeah!
One of these girls is doing their own thing,
One of these girls is just not the same.
I said a, even though we are doing our own thing,
Cant you see were all playing a game.
Uh oh!
Pushing in the clubs, queue jumping, giving all the boys the grief,
Giving lots of cheek and attitude, keeping our lovin brief.
Pushing in the clubs, queue jumping, giving all the boys the grief,
Giving lots of cheek and attitude, keeping our lovin brief.
You think theyve got it? well Ive got it, youve always got it!
No way they wont get it, ohhh, ( come on, ) ohhh
When we got together we just come as a one,
Doing mmmmn, mmmmn and a whoah yeah!
One of these girls is doing their own thing,
One of these girls is just not the same.
I said a, even though we are doing our own thing,
Cant you see were all playing a game.
(echo)
One of these girls is doing their own thing,
One of these girls is just not the same.
(echo)
I said a, even though we are doing our own thing,
Cant you see were all playing a game.
(repeat last 4 lines (echo off) and fade )
song performed by Geri Halliwell
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Henry And Emma. A Poem.
Upon the Model of The Nut-Brown Maid. To Cloe.
Thou, to whose eyes I bend, at whose command
(Though low my voice, though artless be my hand.
I take the sprightly reed, and sing and play,
Careless of what the censuring world may say;
Bright Cloe! object of my constant vow,
Wilt thou a while unbend thy serious brow?
Wilt thou with pleasure hear thy lover's strains,
And with one heavenly smile o'erpay his pains?
No longer shall the Nut-brown Maid be old,
Though since her youth three hundred years have roll'd:
At thy desire she shall again be raised,
And her reviving charms in lasting verse be praised.
No longer man of woman shall complain,
That he may love and not be loved again;
That we in vain the fickle sex pursue,
Who change the constant lover for the new.
Whatever has been writ, whatever said
Henceforth shall in my verse refuted stand,
Be said to winds, or writ upon the sand:
And while my notes to future times proclaim
Unconquer'd love and ever-during flame,
O, fairest of the sex, be thou my muse;
Deign on my work thy influence to diffuse:
Let me partake the blessings I rehearse,
And grant me love, the just reward of verse.
As beauty's potent queen with every grace
That once was Emma's has adorn'd thy face,
And as her son has to my bosom dealt
That constant flame which faithful Henry felt,
O let the story with thy life agree,
Let men once more the bright example see;
What Emma was to him be thou to me:
Nor send me by thy frown from her I love,
Distant and sad, a banish'd man to rove:
But, oh! with pity long entreated crown
My pains and hopes: and when thou say'st that one
Of all mankind thou lovest, oh! think on me alone.
Where beauteous Isis and her husband Thame
With mingled waves for ever flow the same,
In times of yore an ancient baron lived,
Great gifts bestowed, and great respect received.
When dreadful Edward, with successful care
Led his free Britons to the Gallic war,
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poem by Matthew Prior
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Train Long Gone
(Gone!) Well, I hate how that word
Rattles all around in this room
(Alone,) with a memory so strong
I could sweep it up with a broom.
(Tears,) if I shed anymore I'm afraid
They might wear out my face
(Clear,) Yes, It's clear to me now
That her love can never be replaced.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
--- Instrumental ---
(Time,) time got so slow and thick
That the clock hardly ticks anymore
(Crime,) it's a crime how I sit here
And stare like a dog at the door.
(Blame,) Aw yes, I'll take the blame
I admit I did not treat her right
(Shame,) It's a shame laying here
All alone on this cold, windy night.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you can still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
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song performed by Randy Travis
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Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah
I love you baby since we were at school
I didnt show it I was a fool
You were burning I was cold as ice
And baby now I realize
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
I gave you misery I gave you lies
I never hurt you, apologize
I love your lips I love your eyes
I love your breasts I love your thighs
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Now all I can do is hope and pray
That youll forgive me before its too late
Theres only one thing I can say to you
You know I love you you know its true
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
song performed by Pogues
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Smokin, Dopin
[ll cool j]
Yeah..
Smokin, dopin, keep your ears open
Put me on the flier and Im guaranteed to rope in
Twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
And have em even sayin how could someone say that
Theyre as good as the man who just saw
{*scratched cool j*} please give me some more
Of those hoopin, scoopin, rhymes you be troopin
If you dont know the new dance, patti duken
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
Im snatchin airplay, from all you aids catchin singers
Its a, special delivery on your front step
My pictures on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground
And have you odn sayin, yknow, j sound
Righteous, the brother did what he had to
I didnt talk about this, so I had you
Sleepin, breathin sayin yo he aint keepin
His promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth, mcs are gettin slammed
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Im the wise wizard of the microphone swingin it
Heres a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin it
Doin a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it (hoe!) youll only get one chance
To work out, the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
Mcs ima torture, thats already known
But while Im torturin them, ima leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like youre tryin to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me (tell you what? ) that brother l aint tryin to flip
With the
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!
Movin, groovin, admit that youve been
Shocked and rocked and Im on top and its been proven
Im self-reliant, on stage Im defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant
Im not a cool calm, collected type of brother
Im kind of hype thats why Im a good lover
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song performed by LL Cool J
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Were Going To Ibiza
Hello party people
This is captain kim speaking
Welcome aboard venga airways
After take off will pump up the sound system
Cause were going to ibiza!
I dont wanna be a bus driver
All my life
Im gonna pack my bags and leave this town
Grab a flight
Fly away on venga airways
Fly me high
Ibiza sky
I look up at the sky
And I see the clouds
I looked down at the ground
And I see the rainbow down the drain
Fly away on venga airways
Fly me high
Ibiza sky
Whoah! were going to ibiza
Whoah! back to the island
Whoah! were going to ibiza
Whoah! were gonna have a party
Whoah! in the mediterranean sea
Whoah! were going to ibiza
Whoah! back to the island
Whoah! were going to ibiza
Whoah! were gonna have a party
Whoah! in the mediterranean sea
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Far away from this big town
And the rain
Its really very nice to be
Home again
Fly away on venga airways
Fly me high
Ibiza sky
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Loh, oh we oh
Thank you for flyig venga airwyas
We are now approaching ibiza airport
As you can see the sky is blue
And the beach is waiting for you
Whoah! were going to ibiza
Whoah! back to the island
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song performed by Vengaboys
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R B Thug
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm
In the playas club
Checkin at your body baby
Steadily tossin that cash flow baby
Cause you drive me crazy
Wont you be my lady?
Betcha I can make your body talk to me
(talk to me)
All I need is my cd, bag of weed and some cristie (yeah)
Then Im gonna stroke you up and down
Messin with your head
And when you leave up out my room
Youll be walkin bow leg
I can keep your body comin like a cta
Youre dealin with a true baller baby
Givin you the keys to my mercedes
Im not gonna stop til you scream my name
And say ooh kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin like an impala
You slidin that sexy ass down the pole like what
(what, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&b thug baby
Im just an r&b thug babe
Tryin to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
Im just an r&b thug babe
Lookin for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe
Youre gonna trip, gonna trip
Gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip
When I show you my love jones babe
And make the room go black
Baby girl keep your body right there
Im gonna sock it to you baby
I wanna hear you say yeah, yeah
Now the sign of the knob says privacy
You and me
On the low, fruit bowls and whipped cream
We can get up on a fancy suite
Thugged out with some hennessy
See, see, see
Lock your body up and throw away the key
Im not gonna stop til you scream my name
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song performed by R. Kelly
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R&b Thug
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm
In the playa's club
Checkin' at your body baby
Steadily tossin that cash flow baby
Cause you drive me crazy
Won't you be my lady?
Betcha i can make your body talk to me
(talk to me)
All i need is my cd, bag of weed and some cristie (yeah)
Then i'm gonna stroke you up and down
Messin' with your head
And when you leave up out my room
You'll be walkin' bow leg
I can keep your body comin' like a cta
You're dealin with a true baller baby
Givin' you the keys to my mercedes
I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
And say ooh kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin' like an impala
You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what
(what, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&b thug baby
I'm just an r&b thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an r&b thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe
You're gonna trip, gonna trip
Gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip
When i show you my love jones babe
And make the room go black
Baby girl keep your body right there
I"m gonna sock it to you baby
I wanna hear you say yeah, yeah
Now the sign of the knob says privacy
You and me
On the low, fruit bowls and whipped cream
We can get up on a fancy suite
Thugged out with some hennessy
See, see, see
Lock your body up and throw away the key
I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
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song performed by R. Kelly
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Randb Thing
Ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh
Uhh uhh uhh yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Ahh ahh ahh
Yeah yeah yeah
Mmm mmm mmm
In the playas club
Checkin at your body baby
Steadily tossin that cash flow baby
Cause you drive me crazy
Wont you be my lady
Betcha I can make your body talk to me
Talk to me
All I need is my cd bag of weed and some cristie yeah
Then Im gonna stroke you up and down
Messin with your head
And when you leave up out my room
Youll be walkin bow leg
I can keep your body comin like a cta
Youre dealin with a true baller baby
Givin you the keys to my mercedes
Im not gonna stop til you scream my name
And say ooh kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin like an impala
You slidin that sexy ass down the pole like what
What what what what what
Come and get some of this
R and b thug baby
Im just an r and b thug babe
Tryin to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe
Im just an r and b thug babe
Lookin for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe
Youre gonna trip gonna trip
Gonna trip gonna trip gonna trip
When I show you my love jones babe
And make the room go black
Baby girl keep your body right there
Im gonna sock it to you baby
I wanna hear you say yeah yeah
Now the sign of the knob says privacy
You and me
On the low fruit bowls and whipped cream
We can get up on a fancy suite
Thugged out with some hennessy
See see see
Lock your body up and throw away the key
Im not gonna stop til you scream my name
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song performed by R. Kelly
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We Are Going To Ibiza
Hello Party People!
This Is Captain Kim Speaking
Welcome Aboard Venga Airways
After Take Off Will Pump Up The Soundsystem
Cause We're Going To Ibiza!
I Don't Wanna Be A Busdriver
All My Life
I'm Gonna Pack My Bags And Leave This Town
Grab A Flight
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High
Ibiza Sky
I Look Up At The Sky
And I See The Clouds
I Looked Down At The Ground
And I See The Rainbow Down The Drain
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High
Ibiza Sky
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! We're Gonna Have A Party
Whoah! In The Mediterranean Sea
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Far Away From This Big Town
And The Rain
It's Really Very Nice To Be
Home Again
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High, Ibiza Sky
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! We're Gonna Have A Party
Whoah! In The Mediterranean Sea
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Thank You For Flying Venga Airways
We Are Now Approaching Ibiza Airport
As You Can See The Sky Is Blue
And The Beach Is Waiting For You
Whoah! We're Going to Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
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song performed by Vengaboys
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We Are Going To Ibiza
Hello Party People!
This Is Captain Kim Speaking
Welcome Aboard Venga Airways
After Take Off Will Pump Up The Soundsystem
Cause We're Going To Ibiza!
I Don't Wanna Be A Busdriver
All My Life
I'm Gonna Pack My Bags And Leave This Town
Grab A Flight
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High
Ibiza Sky
I Look Up At The Sky
And I See The Clouds
I Looked Down At The Ground
And I See The Rainbow Down The Drain
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High
Ibiza Sky
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! We're Gonna Have A Party
Whoah! In The Mediterranean Sea
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Far Away From This Big Town
And The Rain
It's Really Very Nice To Be
Home Again
Fly Away On Venga Airways
Fly Me High, Ibiza Sky
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
Whoah! We're Gonna Have A Party
Whoah! In The Mediterranean Sea
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Ioh Ioh, Oh We Oh
Thank You For Flying Venga Airways
We Are Now Approaching Ibiza Airport
As You Can See The Sky Is Blue
And The Beach Is Waiting For You
Whoah! We're Going to Ibiza
Whoah! Back To The Island
Whoah! We're Going To Ibiza
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You Want It All
You pick up the pieces
Theres no looking back
Theres no use in crying over what you never had
Please mr. pleaser
Dont leave us here so sad
Cause you want it all
Cause you want it all
I got the news this morning
Something better came along
Thats no kind of warning
When a good things gone wrong
But I got a feeling youll be calling me back up
Cause what you had and what you want
Will never be enough
Cause you want it all
Cause you want it all
Oh, what you gonna do when your heart begins to fall
One of these days youll be down on your knees
Begging me please, yeah
Yeah
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Yeah
Ohh, ohh
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Yeah, yeah
I got the news this morning
Something better came along
Thats no kind of warning
When a good things gone wrong
But I got a feeling youll be calling me back up
Cause what you had and what you want
Will never be enough
No what you had and what you want
Will never be enough
Cause you want it all
Cause you want it all
Oh, what you gonna do when your heart begins to fall
One of these days youll be down on your knees
Begging me please,
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Yeah
Ohh, ohh
Ohh ohh, ohh ohh
Yeah, yeah
Cause you want a lover
And you want a friend
Cause you want it all baby
Straight to the end, yeah
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song performed by Sheryl Crow
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You Made Me Love You
The power of love
The power of love
Listen
Said I
Said I didnt, said I didnt, said I didnt want to fall in love (didnt want to fall in love)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
The power of love yall
Anybody anybody anybody(help)
Anybody anybody anybody(help me)
Anybody anybody anybody(oh yeah)
Listen
I was just minding my business when
Ms. Purdy you came walking
My heart stopped said what is this just
As soon as you started talking
Something happened deep within me (well)
All of a sudden I got this feeling
A chill came from feet to head and then I
Turned away from you and said to myself
This is not supposed to happen brother youve been hurt too many times before
First I tripped, then I slipped, then I fell
You made me love you
You made me love you babe, made me love you babe
Made me love you babe, (oh Lord) made me love you babe
Said you made me love you
You made me love you babe, made me love you babe
Made me love you babe, (good Lord) made me love you babe
You made me love you babe, made me love you babe
Made me love you babe, (said it wasnt in my plans) made me love you babe
Ooh, look at you
Said you must be one of the top models
Body curved like a pop bottle
Got me sweating like a boxer baby
I done stumbled up on a perfect lady (awww)
Could this be what heaven sent to me
An angel come to set me free
Love has been a stranger to me
And myself keeps telling me that
This is not supposed to happen brother youve been hurt too many times before
First I tripped, then I slipped, then I fell
You made me love you
You made me love you babe, (oh yes) made me love you babe
Made me love you babe, (hoo) made me love you babe
Hey you made me love you
You made me love you babe, made me love you babe (yeah)
Made me love you babe, (aw baby) made me love you babe
You made love you
You made me love you babe, made me love you babe (aw love)
Made me love you babe, made me love you babe
Said the power of love you see
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Happy People
Ladies and Gentlemen
This here's another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the Record on
Woah-ohh-ohh... yeah, oh yeah
Woah (whoa...) yeah (follow me, follow me, follow me) woah
Tell me what do we do when the DJ's playing our favourite groove?
(We step) to when? (The whole night through)
And what do we do when we're all dressed up and in the mood?
(We step) to what? (A stepper's groove)
Where do we go soon as the weekend gets here?
(The club) why? (To party and have some fun)
What is it that can come and take away all your stress, tell me?
(Music) no further questions you have passed my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) ohh
Keeps the world (yeah, yeah) (turning) oh yeah (turning) I believe it
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) ohh
Keeps us all (yeah, yeah) (dancing) dancing (dancing) oh whoa
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) yeah
Keeps us all(yeah, yeah) (stepping) stepping (stepping) ooh, and
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) oh-oh
Keeps the music (yeah, yeah) (grooving, grooving)
Tell me... now what do you do (what do you do) when the feeling has come over you (yeah... oh)
(You let go) and what? (let it take control) (whoa)
Ladies, what do you say when a gentlemen asks you to dance, you (ooh)
(say yes) and then? (Get on the dance floor)
Even when it seems we're going through some hard times, what do we do?
(Keep smiling) 'cause we know (we're gonna make it through)
Now, what is it that can come and take away all your stress, tell me? (No stress)
(Music) no further questions, you have passed my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) whoo
Keeps the world (yeah, yeah) (turning) turning (turning) oh I believe it
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) whoo
Keep us (yeah, yeah) (dancing) dancing, dancing (dancing)
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah) yeah
Keep us (yeah, yeah) (stepping) keep us stepping (stepping)
Happy people (yeah, yeah, yeah)(happy people) oh-oh
Keeps us yeah(yeah, yeah) (grooving) grooving (grooving)
I just wanna get dressed and go out, yeah
(I wanna get dressed, I wanna go out) ohh
(Can you tell me where the spot is?)
Where they're partying all night (yeah)
And everybody's having a good time (yeah, yeah)
(I wanna get live, I wanna get loud) (yeah, whoo)
(Can you tell me where the spot is?) (Take me to that place)
Come on take me to that place (take me to that place)
Where there are nothing but happy...
Woah... yeah
(Happy) ohh
(Happy) ooh
(Happy)
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Good For Freakin
Take with me a minute to freak!
We can stay together,
In unique-n' freakin'.
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
I feel complete.
When freakin's over.
I roll away,
And to sleep I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
NO!
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ahhh...
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
I feel complete.
When freakin's over.
I roll away,
And to sleep I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ahhh...
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
NO!
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
I feel complete.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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VII. Pompilia
I am just seventeen years and five months old,
And, if I lived one day more, three full weeks;
'T is writ so in the church's register,
Lorenzo in Lucina, all my names
At length, so many names for one poor child,
—Francesca Camilla Vittoria Angela
Pompilia Comparini,—laughable!
Also 't is writ that I was married there
Four years ago: and they will add, I hope,
When they insert my death, a word or two,—
Omitting all about the mode of death,—
This, in its place, this which one cares to know,
That I had been a mother of a son
Exactly two weeks. It will be through grace
O' the Curate, not through any claim I have;
Because the boy was born at, so baptized
Close to, the Villa, in the proper church:
A pretty church, I say no word against,
Yet stranger-like,—while this Lorenzo seems
My own particular place, I always say.
I used to wonder, when I stood scarce high
As the bed here, what the marble lion meant,
With half his body rushing from the wall,
Eating the figure of a prostrate man—
(To the right, it is, of entry by the door)
An ominous sign to one baptized like me,
Married, and to be buried there, I hope.
And they should add, to have my life complete,
He is a boy and Gaetan by name—
Gaetano, for a reason,—if the friar
Don Celestine will ask this grace for me
Of Curate Ottoboni: he it was
Baptized me: he remembers my whole life
As I do his grey hair.
All these few things
I know are true,—will you remember them?
Because time flies. The surgeon cared for me,
To count my wounds,—twenty-two dagger-wounds,
Five deadly, but I do not suffer much—
Or too much pain,—and am to die to-night.
Oh how good God is that my babe was born,
—Better than born, baptized and hid away
Before this happened, safe from being hurt!
That had been sin God could not well forgive:
He was too young to smile and save himself.
When they took two days after he was born,
My babe away from me to be baptized
And hidden awhile, for fear his foe should find,—
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poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
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Not So Usual
This is the most unusual story, of a most unusual girl
she's the paint in my picture, of a most unusual world
she can crawl out the frame while shes hanging on the wall
and shes calling my name
shes not so usual, wo
shes most unusual
shes not so usual
shes so unusual
shes mostly a ghost, the way she watches over me
she complains when I smoke, but then you do the same to me
shes controlling my brain activity, knowing when i go to sleep
she'll catch you when I'm falling hard
shes so unusual
shes not so usual
shes not so usual
shes so unusual
shes not so hooked on the drugs like I thought that she was
and never sucking on the lime, and hardly sipping on the wine
and dispite of her bipolar rollercoastering
I think I can trust, she'll keep me singing differently
and its fine cause shes with me now, most all of the time
trying to saving my life, thinking none of her own
and always kissing me goodnight when i just need to be alone
shes so sweet, so discrete, shes exactly what I need
not even make believe
shes not so usual
so unusual
shes not so usual
so unusual
not so usual, and not to practical either
but shes not so mystical, but not to magical either
but shes not so outta control, and not so used to the flow
shes not so usual
nah, shes a natural
ohhh, shes not so usual
shes most unusual
shes so unusual
shes so unusual
shes gonna use me ohhh
shes not so u...
shes not so u...
not so u...
not so....
song performed by Jason Mraz
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So Unusual (Live @ Java Joes - 06.27.02)
This is the most unusual story, of a most unusual girl
she stood painting my picture, of a most unusual world
she can crawl out of frame while shes hanging on the wall
and shes calling my name
shes not so usual
shes most unusual
shes not so usual
shes so unusual
shes mostly a ghost, the way she watches over me
she complains when i smoke, but then you do the same to me
shes controlling my brain activity, knowing when i go to sleep
she'll catch you when I'm falling hard
shes so unusual
shes not so usual
shes not so usual
shes so unusual
shes not so hooked on the drugs like i thought she was
and never sucking on the lime, and hardly sipping on the wine
and dispite of her biopolar rollercoastering
i think i can try, she'll keep me singing differently
and its fine cause shes with me now, most all of the time
trying to saving the light, thinking not of her own
and always kissing me goodnight when i just need to be alone
shes so sweet, so discrete, shes exactly what i need
not even make believe
shes not so usual
so unusual
shes not so usual
so unusual
not so usual, and not to practical either
but shes not so mystical, but not to magical either
but shes not so outta control, and not so used to the flow
shes not so usual
nah, shes a natural
ohhh, shes not so usual
shes most unusual
shes so unusual
shes so unusual
shes gonna use me ohhh
shes not so u...
shes not so u...
not so u...
not so....
song performed by Jason Mraz
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Wanna Be Startin Somethin
Chorus
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
Its too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
Youre stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
Its too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
Youre stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
1st verse
I took my baby to the doctor
With a fever, but nothing he found
By the time this hit the street
They said she had a breakdown
Someones always tryin to start my baby cryin
Talkin, squealin, lyin
Sayin you just wanna be startin somethin
Chorus
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
Its too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
Youre stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
Its too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
Youre stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
2nd verse
You love to pretend that youre good
When youre always up to no good
You really cant make him hate her
So your tongue became a razor
Someones always tryin to keep my baby cryin
Treacherous, cunnin, declinin
You got my baby cryin
Chorus
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
I said you wanna be startin somethin
You got to be startin somethin
Its too high to get over (yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (yeah, yeah)
Youre stuck in the middle (yeah, yeah)
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song performed by Michael Jackson
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Baby Come On Home
There was a time
I used to call ya all my very ow__n.
We were so happy woman,
Talkin for hours an hours on the telephone.
An then one day
I said you upd and walked-a righta outa my life,
Leavin me all by myself,
All alone to cry every night.
Babe, babe, babe
Whoah,
Come on home.
I want you to come back home yeah.
Ohhh yeah.
Sweet little girl ahh,
You been gone too long.
You been away so long
Now listen to me.
I said I made up my mind,
A-woman when you left me there oh.
I was gonna find another sweet lover
A-gonna feel all-a-my, all-a-my, all-a-my care.
So I met a sweet little girl,
Just about as nice as she could be ahh.
I fell in love with that woman
But she turned around and did the same
Thing again to me ohh~ohh.
Babe, oh! babe, babe
Baby, baby
Come on home.
Please come home ho__ yeah, its alright.
Ohhh yeah.
I know
You been gone too long.
You been away so long.
Babe, babe, babe
I want you to please
Come on home.
Come home ohh.
Ohhh yeah.
You been gone too long.
So I made up my mind:
Im gonna crawl right back to you woman,
Im gonna plead and plead and plead yeah,
til youre here by my side.
I cant even walk down the same
Old streets we used to walk down
cause I keep thinkin bout all the good times.
Keep thinkin bout it, I wanna make you mine.
Ohh babe,
Babe, babe, babe, babe babe
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song performed by Led Zeppelin
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Throw Ya Ls Up
Uhh, hot, fire, hot, uhh
[chorus]
L!!! who bring you the hotness?
L!!! yo, you dont wanna start with
L!!! forever keepin it locked
Its now time to rock with - l!!! - throw your ls up
[ll cool j]
Dont ever underestimate the jack the ripper
Be clear, every time he reappears, its sicker
Listen here, the mind expanded, the vision is slicker
Im long range like a miss-ile, many styles to getcha
Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture
But Id rather break bread, kick knowledge and get some money witcha
Im willin and able, to smooth pounds out like witch hazel
The legend is real, Im not a fable
Captivated the screen, Im queens clark gable
If it aint a joint, bet your label, dont put it on the table
Im out for the moolah, throw better hooks than david tua
Whos the nicest? (l, you are!!)
[chorus] - repeat 2x
[ll cool j]
You dont want it with l, bship catsll get banged out
Put your flow throw a filter boy - shake the old slang out
23s in the building, watch my tongue hang out
Makin mcs scatter like multiple shots rang out
Day one since I came out, they cant put the flame out
My temp seizin, perfect reason to blow the game out
Skatin off in the navi, naw baby you cant have me
But I know cats will pay for that n lace ya - yeah, gladly
Warning, young rappers, you dont want a career?
Yall wanna keep goin platinum, yall dont wanna disappear?
Stop boppin backstage like you causin me fear
Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and thats a problem
The vets in here
[chorus] - repeat 2x
[ll cool j]
Tension on the mic, halftime highlights
L boogie bangin on em, jumpin through the skylight
You stand corrected, Im hot, so get it riddight
Im just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight
Aight? oh, these various rappers is so hilarious
Who put the mic down but yall aint qualified to carry this
Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscellaneous
So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous
Oh! I cant take it, why, must they fake it
Flows is fully dressed, yours is butt naked
Forever I will be, the one they came to see
Blowin mics in half baby, who else could it be but
[chorus] - repeat 4x
[ll cool j]
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song performed by LL Cool J
Added by Lucian Velea
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