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Music » Recently Played » Sept. 20, 2012 » Midnight
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KANYE WEST - MERCY 12:57 am
[Fuzzy Jones] Well! It is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound, believe!
[Hook] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
[Big Sean] Drop it to the floor Make that ass shake Whoa make the ground move, that’s an ass quake Built a house up on that ass, that’s an ass state
Roll my weed on it, that’s an ass tray Say Ye, say Ye, don’t we do this every day-day? I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And n****s still hatin’, so much hate I need an AK
Now we out in Paris, yeah I’m Perrierin’ White girls politicin' that’s that Sarah Palin Gettin’ high, Californicatin’ I give her that d, 'cause that’s where I was born and raised in
[Hook] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
[Fuzzy Jones] It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Hello! Hello!
[Pusha T] It’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe I’m red leather, this cocaine, I’m Rick James hoe I’m bill droppin’, Ms. Pac-Man is pill poppin’ ass hoe I’m poppin’ too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that’s real money
Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin’, that’s exorcist My Audemar like Mardi Gras That’s Swiss time and that’s excellence Two door preference
Roof gone George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Heinz is irrelevant Lambo, Mercy-lago, she go wherever I go Wherever we go we do it pronto
[Hook] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
[Fuzzy Jones] It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Hello! Hello!
Well it is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth In the dance hall, and who no have teeth will run pon them gums Caw when time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound The bugle has blown the many times, and it still have one more time left Caw the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
[Kanye West] Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I’m fly to death
I step in Def Jam building like I’m the s*** Tell ‘em "Give me fifty million or imma quit." Most rappers taste level ain’t at my waist level Turn up the bass till it’s up in your face level
Don’t do no press but I get the most press, kid Plus you're my b****, make your b**** look like Precious Somethin’ ’bout Mary she gone off that Molly Now the whole party is melted like Dhali
Now everybody is movin’ they body Don’t sell me apartment, I move in the lobby N****s is loiterin’ just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and n****s in Jordans
[2 Chainz] Now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise I’m drunk and high at the same time Drinkin’ champagne on the airplane
Spit rounds like the gun range Beat it up like Rampage 100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a band-aid Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon
Platinum diamonds backpack around me Cosigned by Louis Vuitton Horse power, horse power All this Polo on I got horse power
Pound of this cost four thousand I make it rain, she want more showers Rain pourin’, all my cars is foreign All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan
[Hook] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty (Swirv) I’m in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me (Swirv)
[Fuzzy Jones] It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Hello! Hello!
It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a mourning, and a gnashing of teeth When it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Hello! Hello!
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ALEX CLARE - TOO CLOSE 12:53 am
You know I'm not one to break promises I don't want to hurt you but I need to breathe At the end of it all, you're still my best friend But there's something inside that I need to release Which way is right, which way is wrong How do I say that I need to move on You know we're headed separate ways
And it feels like I am just too close to love you There's nothing I can really say I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more Got to be true to myself And it feels like I am just too close to love you So I'll be on my way
You've given me more that I can return Yet there's oh so much that you deserve There's nothing to say, nothing to do, I've nothing to give I must leave without you You know we're headed separate ways
And it feels like I am just too close to love you There's nothing I can really say I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more Got to be true to myself And it feels like I am just too close to love you So I'll be on my way
So I'll be on my way
And it feels like I am just too close to love you There's nothing that I can really say I can't lie no more, I can't hide no more Got to be true to myself And it feels like I am just too close to love you So I'll be on my way
So I'll be on my way So I'll be on my way |
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FLO RIDA - WHISTLE 12:50 am
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow
You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Here we go
I'm betting you like Bebop And I'm betting you love creep mode And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls And stroke your little ego
I bet I'm guilty your honor But that's how we live in my genre When in hell I pay rottweiler There's only one Flo, and one Rida
I'm a damn shame Order more champagne, pull it down hell stream Tryna put it on ya Bet your lips spin back around corner Slow it down baby take a little longer
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow
You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby
It's like everywhere I go My whistle ready to blow Shorty don't leave a note She can get any by the low
Permission not approved It's okay, it's under control Show me soprano, 'cause girl you can handle Baby we start snagging, you come in part clothes Girl I'm losing wing, my bucatti the same road
Show me your perfect pitch, You got it my banjo Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it Give me the perfect picture, never lose it
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow
You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby
Go girl you can work it Let me see your whistle while you work it Imma lay it back, don't stop it 'Cause I love it how you drop it, drop it, drop it, on me Now, shorty let that whistle blow Yeah, baby let that whistle blow
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow
You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby? Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby |
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RITA ORA - R.I.P. 12:42 am
R.I.P., to the girl you used to see Her days are over, baby she's over I decided to give you all of me Baby come closer, baby come closer
Sexy señorita, I feel you Ora Jump out at no remoter Get in my flight and saucer I'll make you call me daddy Even though you ain't my daughter
Baby I ain't talking books When I say that I can take you across the borders I'm young and free, I'm London G I'm tan and cheek
So they be giving us some try to drink Slow and steady for me Go on like a desert for me And say the words soon as you're ready for me
I'm ready for ya Hit 'em all, switch it up Put it on, zip it up Let my perfume, soak into your sweater Say you'll be here soon, sooner the better
No option for, you saying no I run this game, just a play a role Follow my lead, what you waiting for? Thought it over and decided tonight is your night
R.I.P., to the girl you used to see Her days are over, baby she's over I decided to give you all of me Baby come closer, baby come closer
Nothing on, I strut around I do it big, I shut it down I wonder if you'll be able to handle me Mental pictures, no cameras please
R.I.P., to the girl you used to see Her days are over, baby she's over I decided to give you all of me Baby come closer, baby come closer (I, I, I'm ready for ya)
Yeah I hear you talking Don't know who you trying to flatter Got my mind made up (I, I, I'm ready for ya) I'm in control, but with you being a man, You don't seem to understand (I, I, I'm ready for ya)
I, I, I'm ready for ya I, I, I'm ready for ya So keep thinking you the man 'Cause it's all part of a plan I, I, I'm ready for ya
R.I.P., to the girl you used to see Her days are over...
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KATY PERRY - LAST FRIDAY NIGHT (T.G.I.F.) 12:38 am
There's a stranger in my bed, There's a pounding in my head Glitter all over the room Pink flamingos in the pool I smell like a minibar DJ's passed out in the yard Barbie's on the barbeque This a hickie or a bruise?
Pictures of last night Ended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a blacked out blur But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Last Friday night Yeah we danced on tabletops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a ménage à trois Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop-op Whoa-oh-oah
This Friday night Do it all again This Friday night Do it all again
Trying to connect the dots Don't know what to tell my boss Think the city towed my car Chandelier is on the floor Ripped my favorite party dress Warrants out for my arrest Think I need a ginger ale That was such an epic fail
Pictures of last night Ended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a blacked out blur But I'm pretty sure it ruled Damn
Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a ménage à trois Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop-op Oh whoa oh
This Friday night Do it all again Do it all again This Friday night Do it all again Do it all again This Friday night
T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F.
Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop-op Oh-whoa-oh This Friday night Do it all again |
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CONOR MAYNARD - VEGAS GIRL 12:36 am
Wasn't looking for trouble but it came looking for me I tried to say no but I can't fight it she was looking lovely She kinda reminds me of a girl I know This pretty young thing that I got waiting for me back at home
She's got my engines turning this happens every time I see a pretty girl and I wanna make her mine They send my rocket to the sky I want them But should I go for them, I'm like, Houston, I think we got a problem Problem, problem, problem, girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming I just watch them go Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming I just wa-wa-wa-wa-watch them go
Take control, making me sweat, girl, run that show It's them girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Houston, I think we got a problem
Some girls are naughty some girls are sweet One thing they got in common they all got a hold on me Meet them at the party meet them in the street Getting me in so much trouble but that alright with me
They got my engines turning this happens every time I see a pretty girl and I wanna make her mine They send my rocket to the sky I want them But should I go for them, I'm like, Houston, I think we got a problem Problem problem problem, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming I just watch them go Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming, I just wa-wa-wa-wa-watch them go
Take control, making me sweat, girl, run that show It's them girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Houston, I think we got a problem
Oh, I think we got a problem Looking like a model making me stare All them pretty girls are standing right there Doing that thing it's just not fair How come all the pretty girls are up in here?
Looking like a model making me stare All them pretty girls are standing right there Doing that thing it's just not fair How come all the pretty girls are up in here?
Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming I just watch them go Girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Never see them coming I just wa-wa-wa-wa-watch them go
Take control, making me sweat, girl, run that show It's them girls, girls, girls, I just can't say no Houston I think we got a problem Problem, problem, problem |
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BLACK EYED PEAS - BOOM BOOM POW 12:32 am
Welcome. Welcome to The E.N.D. Do not panic There is nothing to fear
Everything around you is changing Nothing stays the same This version of myself is not permanent Tomorrow I will be different The Energy Never Dies Energy cannot be destroyed Or created It always is And it always will be This is The E.N.D. And the beginning Forever Infinite Welcome... Gotta get get Gotta get get Gotta get get Gotta g-g-g-g-g-get get get get get get Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom That boom boom boom That boom boom boom Boom boom boom
Yo I got that hit that beat the block You can get that bass overload I got that rock and roll That future flow That digital spit Next level visual s*** I got that boom boom boom How the beat bang Boom boom boom
I like that boom boom pow Them chickens jackin' my style They try to copy my swagger I'm on that next s*** now I'm so Three-Thousand-and-Eight You so Two-Thousand-and-Late I got that boom boom boom That future boom boom boom Let me get it now
Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom That boom boom boom That boom boom boom Boom boom boom
I'm on that supersonic boom Y'all hear that space s*** zoom When-when I step inside the room Them girls go apes*** (uh) Y'all stuck on super-8 s*** That low-fi stupid 8-bit I'm on that HD flat This beat go boom boom bap
I'm a beast when you turn me on Into the future cyber-tron Harder, faster, better, stronger Text the ladies extra longer, cuz We got the beat that bounce We got the beat that pound We got the beat that 808 that boom boom in your town
People in the place If you wanna get down Put your hands in the air will.i.am drop the beat now
Yup yup
I be rockin' them beats (Yup yup) I be rockin' them beats (Yup yup-yup yup) (Huh huh huh)
Here we go Here we go Satellite radio Y'all gettin' hit with the boom boom Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns S***tin' on y'all with the boom boom S***tin' on y'all with the boom boom S***tin' on y'all with the...
This beat be bumpin' bumpin' This beat go boom boom
Let the beat rock L-l-l-l-let the beat rock Let the beat r... This beat be bumpin' bumpin' This beat go boom boom
I like that boom boom pow Them chickens jackin' my style They try to copy my swagger I'm on that next s*** now I'm so Three-Thousand-and-Eight You so Two-Thousand-and-Late I got that boom boom boom That future boom boom boom Let me get it now
Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom (gotta get get) Boom boom boom That boom boom boom That boom boom boom Boom boom boom
Let the beat rock (Let the beat rock) Let the beat r-rock (Let the beat...) Let the beat rock (Let the beat rock...rock...rock...rock) |
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OWL CITY - GOOD TIME 12:29 am
I brush my teeth and look in the mirror And laugh out loud as I'm beaming from ear to ear I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights And rather than flaunt my style I'd flash you a smile of clean pearly whites
I've been to the dentist a thousand times So I know the drill, I smooth my hair Sit back in the chair But somehow I still get the chills
"Have a seat", he says pleasantly As he shakes my hand and practically laughs at me "Open up nice and wide", he says peering in And with a smirk he says, "Don't have a fit This'll just pinch a bit", as he tries not to grin
When hygienists leave on long vacations That's when dentists scream And lose their patience
Talking only brings the toothaches on Because I say the stupidest things So if my result goes south I'll swallow my pride with an Aspirin And shut my mouth
Golf and alcohol don't mix And that's why I don't drink and drive Because good grief, I'd knock out my teeth And have to kiss my smile goodbye
I've been to the dentist a thousand times So I know the drill, I smooth my hair Sit back in the chair But somehow I still get the chills |
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PSY - GANGNAM STYLE 12:25 am
Oppan Gangnam style Gangnam style
Najeneun ttasaroun inganjeogin yeoja Keopi hanjanui yeoyureul aneun pumgyeok inneun yeoja Bami omyeon simjangi tteugeowojineun yeoja Geureon banjeon inneun yeoja
Naneun sanai Najeneun neomankeum ttasaroun geureon sanai Keopi sikgido jeone wonsyat ttaerineun sanai Bami omyeon simjangi teojyeobeorineun sanai Geureon sanai
Areumdawo sarangseureowo Geurae neo (Hey!) geurae baro neo (Hey!)
Areumdawo sarangseureowo Geurae neo (Hey!) geurae baro neo (Hey!)
Jigeumbuteo gal dekkaji gabolkka (Hey!)
Oppan Gangnam style Gangnam style
Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Uh... Gangnam style
Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
Jeongsukhae boijiman nol ttaen noneun yeoja Ittaeda sipeumyeon mukkeotdeon meori puneun yeoja Garyeotjiman wenmanhan nochulboda yahan yeoja Geureon gamgakjeogin yeoja
Naneun sanai Jeomjanha boijiman nol ttaen noneun sanai Ttaega doemyeon wanjeon michyeobeorineun sanai Geunyukboda sasangi ultungbultunghan sanai Geureon sanai
Areumdawo sarangseureowo Geurae neo (Hey!) geurae baro neo (Hey!)
Areumdawo sarangseureowo Geurae neo (Hey!) geurae baro neo (Hey!)
Jigeumbuteo gal dekkaji gabolkka (Hey!)
Oppan Gangnam style Gangnam style
Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Uh... Gangnam style
Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
Ttwineun nom geu wie naneun nom Baby baby Naneun mwol jom aneun nom
Ttwineun nom geu wie naneun nom Baby baby Naneun mwol jom aneun nom
You know what I'm saying
Oppan Gangnam style
Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop, whop Oppan Gangnam style
Eh sexy lady Whop, whop, whop, whop
Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh Oppan Gangnam style
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Nicki Minaj - POUND THE ALARM 12:22 am
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Yo! What I got to do to show these girls that I own them? Some call me Nicki and some call me Roman. Skeezer. Pleaser. I'm in Ibiza. Giusuppes and I be my own sneaker.
Sexy. Sexy that's all I do. If you need a bad b****, let me call a few. Pumps on and them little mini skirts is out. I see some good girls. Imma turn 'em out.
Okay. Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle. I'm a bad b****. No muzzle. Hey? Bottle, sip, bottle, guzzle. I'm a bad b****. No muzzle. Let's go.
Music... makes me... high...
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm!
I want to do it for the night. (Night!) So get me now and knock this over. I want to do it like you like. (Like!) Come get me, baby. We're not getting younger. I just want you tonight. (Night!) Baby, we won't do it for life. (Life!)
Music... makes me... high...
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! The alarm! The alarm! The alarm! The alarm!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Come fill my glass up a little more! We 'bout to get up and burn this floor! You know we're getting hotter and hotter! Sexy and hotter! Let's shut it down!
Pound the alarm! Pound the alarm! |
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CHRISTINA AGUILERA - YOUR BODY 12:18 am
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem All this tension tellin' me just exactly what we should be Now I don't mind us being some kinda casual thing Listen all I want to do for now is have you come take over me
Can you put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a 'Please don't disturb' sign Put my back into a slow grind Runnin' chills up and down my spine Let me get mine, you get yours
If you see me with a man Understand that you can't question me The feelings that you caught Ain't my fault, can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact that What we have has got to be commitment free Then we can keep this undercover Lovin' comin' hittin' underneath the sheets
Can you put your hands on my waistline? Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a 'Please don't disturb' sign Put my back into a slow grind Runnin' chills up and down my spine Let me get mine, you get yours
Come on and freak my body We can get nasty, naughty All night a private party Gotta hit that spot just right, work me like a 9 to 5
It ain't about the kissin' and huggin' 'Cause this is a physical lovin' Straight sweatin', our bodies are rubbin' Gotta hit that spot just right, work me like a 9 to 5
We have a physical thing We make love, but don't fall in love Let me get mine, you get yours
We spend time, just enough So you get yours and I get mine No strings attached, I want your body Not your heart
Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a 'Please don't disturb' sign Put my back into a slow grind Runnin' chills up and down my spine Let me get mine, you get yours
Put your hands on my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a 'Please don't disturb' sign Put my back into a slow grind Runnin' chills up and down my spine Let me get mine, you get yours
Come here, yeah, don't be shy I won't bite Let me get mine, you get yours
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GOTYE - SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW 12:10 am
Now your bowl is empty And your feet are cold And your body cannot stop rocking I know It hurts to let go
Since the day we found you You have been our friend And your voice still ech*** in the hallways of this house But now It's the end
We will be with you When you're leaving We will be with you When you go We will be with you And hold you till you're quiet It hurts to let you go
We will be with you You will stay with us |
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WONDER GIRLS - LIKE MONEY 12:07 am
I've seen the President's feet When he walks down the street He's gotta stovepipe hat He's got wooden teeth
Gonna make a big scene With a nuclear bomb gonna rent a limousine With his sunglasses on
His girlfriend's name is Kathy Fong She blew his mind from the here beyond She sold him out to the LSC
They cleaned him up, put him on T.V And that's why I wanna testify It's as easy as this He's gonna show up and get his kicks
He's got the band (The band) The girls
(The girls) The money He's got the band (The band)
The girls (The girls) The money, alright
They threw him up 'cause they could not wait To see his bent out face on a dinner plate They shot his heart full of electrolights But check the calibration was not quite right
Well, that's right, he's lie'n on the floor And then they want some more He's flying high and looking bored
He's got the band (The band) The girls (The girls) The money
He's got the band (The band) The girls (The girls) The money
If you wanna rock Los Angeles Ya gotta live with your mom and dad This guitar is a lie'n, love is alive Get while the gettin's good
Heart breaker
He's got the band The girls, the money He's got the band The girls, the money
Hey, I saw a letter from you It's got profit and why it's wrong And it's time to shed your skin And then it said to light this war I said, he's got the band
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IYAZ - REPLAY 12:04 am
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay
Replay
Remember the first time we met You was at the mall wit yo friend I was scared to approach ya But then you came closer Hopin' you would give me a chance
Who would have ever knew That we would ever be more than friends We're real worldwide, breakin' all the rules She like a song played again and again
That girl - Like somethin' off a poster That girl - Is a dime they say That girl - Is the gun to my holster She's runnin' through my mind all day (Ay!)
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay
See you been all around the globe Not once did you leave my mind We talk on the phone, from night til the morn Girl you really changed my life
Doin' things I never do I'm in the kitchin cookin' things she likes We're real worldwide, breakin' all the rules Someday I wanna make you my wife
That girl - Like somethin' off a poster That girl - Is a dime they say That girl - Is the gun to my holster She's runnin' through my mind all day (Ay!)
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay (Whoa)
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay
I can be your melody A girl that could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl let's sing with me Ay! I can be your melody A girl that could write you a symphony The one that could fill your fantasies So come baby girl let's sing with me
Ay! Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Shawty got me singin' Na na na na na na na Na na na na na na Now she got me singin'
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty's like a melody in my head That I can't keep out Got me singin' like Na na na na everyday It's like my iPod's stuck on replay Replay-ay-ay-ay |
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PINK - BLOW ME (ONE LAST KISS) 12:00 am
Lily pink what do you think of in your head Well, I s'pose I'd like to know what's in your heart and how it grows Coil rows of things I threw up in your face Sharpened pain again and again in your face
It's only 'cause I like to make A slide slow into your warm insides Bright and thick your head it sits up at the top Taking swings I try to bring you down knock you off your balance
Your logic attracts You break apart and find your bloody heart Lily pink what do you think of Lily pink what do you think of |
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