Faithless Nelly Gray
A Pathetic Ballad
Ben Battle was a soldier bold,
And used to war's alarms;
But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
So he laid down his arms.
Now as they bore him off the field,
Said he, 'Let others shoot;
For here I leave my second leg,
And the Forty-second Foot.'
The army-surgeons made him limbs:
Said he, 'They're only pegs;
But there's as wooden members quite,
As represent my legs.'
Now Ben he loved a pretty maid, --
Her name was Nelly Gray;
So he went to pay her his devours,
When he devoured his pay.
But when he called on Nelly Gray,
She made him quite a scoff;
And when she saw his wooden legs,
Began to take them off.
'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!'
Is this your love so warm?
The love that loves a scarlet coat
Should be a little more uniform.
Said she, ' I loved a soldier once,
For he was blithe and brave;
But I will never have a man
With both legs in the grave
'Before you had those timber toes
Your love I did allow;
But then, you know, you stand upon
Another footing now.'
'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!
For all your jeering speeches,
At duty's call I left my legs
In Badajos's breaches.'
'Why, then,' said she, 'you've lost the feet
Of legs in war's alarms,
And now you cannot wear your shoes
Upon your feats of arms!'
'O false and fickle Nelly Gray!
I know why you refuse:
Though I've no feet, some other man
Is standing in my shoes.
'I wish I ne'er had seen your face;
But, now, a long farewell!
For you will be my death' -- alas!
You will not be my Nell!'
Now when he went from Nelly Gray
His heart so heavy got,
And life was such a burden grown,
It made him take a knot.
So round his melancholy neck
A rope he did intwine,
And, for his second time in life,
Enlisted in the Line.
One end he tied around a beam,
And then removed his pegs;
And, as his legs were off -- of course
He soon was off his legs.
And there he hung till he was dead
As any nail in town;
For, though distress had cut him up,
It could not cut him down.
A dozen men sat on his corpse,
To find out why he died, --
And they buried Ben in four cross-roads
With a stake in his inside.
poem by Thomas Hood
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Hey Nelly Nelly
Hey Nelly Nelly, come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly look at what I see
He's riding into town on a sway back mule
Got a tall black hat and he looks like a fool
He sure is talkin' like he's been to school
And it's 1853
Hey Nelly Nelly, listen what he's sayin'
Hey Nelly Nelly, he says it's gettin' late
And he says them black folks should all be free
To walk around the same as you and me
He's talkin' 'bout a thing he calls democracy
And it's 1858
Hey Nelly Nelly hear the band a playing
Hey Nelly Nelly, hand me down my gun
'Cause the men are cheerin' and the boys are too
They're all puttin' on their coats of blue
I can't sit around here and talk to you
'Cause it's 1861
Hey Nelly Nelly, Come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly, I've come back alive
My coat of blue is stained with red
And the man in the tall black hat is dead
We sure will remember all the things he said
In 1865
Hey Nelly Nelly, come to the window
Hey Nelly Nelly, look at what I see
I see white folks and colored walkin' side by side
They're walkin' in a column that's a century wide
It's still a long and a hard and a bloody ride
In 1963
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Vae Victis parody Gilles Menage Thomas Hood Faithless Nellie Gray
Vae Victis
Good people all, with one accord
lament for David Wren,
who never wanted a good word –
from those his praise did pen.
He strove all of this House to please
with manners wondrous winning;
and never followed wicked ways –
except when he was sinning.
At meals, in slacks and jackets neat,
with smile of monstrous size;
he sat up straight upon his seat –
for ladies, though, he’d rise.
His love was sought, the little wren,
by twenty birds and more;
where e’er he went they followed him
to Annesley’s shady shore.
So let us sigh, in sorrow sore,
for South House well may say;
had he but slaved in school some more,
he had not sobbed today.
14 December 1969 University of Toronto, Victoria College
Parody Gilles MENAGE - The Happy Man Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog Thomas HOOD Faithless Nellie Gray and Sally Brown
robi3_0002_mena1_0001 19691214
Faithless Ben Simon
Ben Simon was a broker bold
who’d turned his share of crashes,
the recent slump his stumps had bowled
with shares returned to ashes.
Then as they hammered him from ‘Change,
he stammered “with a spread
I might my spread keep, not exchange
my blue bloods, in the red! ”
Head watch-dogs dogged his tracks before
he suddenly made tracks,
and headed south ahead of four
headlines in weekend tracts.
Though contracts signed seemed so well heeled, -
the heel – but yet inside a
good deal of each deal he had wheeled
were bad contacts insider!
Although he swore an open book
each trade was ‘fore bear raid,
betrayed, he soon was brought to book
and in the dock arrayed.
The moral of this tale, who knows?
Fools’ gold will e’er attract,
but details missed, or jealous foes
woe’s tales tell, ‘tis a fact.
27 July 1991
robi3_0411_mena1_0001 19910724
Parody Gilles MENAGE - The Happy Man Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Glory of her Sex, Mrs. Blaize Thomas HOOD Faithless Nellie Gray and Sally Brown
La Palisse now I wish to touch;
Droll air! if I can strike it,
I'm sure the song will please you much;
That is, if you should like it.
La Pallisse was indeed, I grant,
Not used to any dainty
When he was born – but could not want,
As long as he had plenty.
Instructed with the greatest care,
He always was well bred,
And never used a hat to wear
But when 'twas on his head.
His temper was exceeding good,
Just of his father’s fashion;
And never quarrels broil’d his blood,
Except when in a passion.
His mind was on devotion bent;
He kept with care each high day,
And Holy Thursday always spent
The day before Good Friday.
He liked good claret very well,
I just presume to think it;
For ere its flavour he could tell
He thought it best to drink it.
Than doctors more he loved the cook,
Though food would make him gross,
And never any physic took
But when he took a dose.
O happy, happy is the swain
The ladies so adore;
For many followed in his train,
Whene’er he walk’d before.
Bright as the sun his flowing hair
In golden ringlets shone;
And no one could with him compare,
If he had been alone.
His talents I cannot rehearse,
But everyone allows,
That whatsoe’er he wrote in verse,
No one could call it prose.
His powerful logic would surprise,
Amuse, and much delight:
He proved that dimness of the eyes
Was hurtful to the sight.
They liked him much - so it appears
Most plainly - who preferred him;
And those did never want their ears
Who any time had heard him.
He was not always right, 'tis true,
And then he must be wrong;
But none had found it out, he knew,
If he had held his tongue.
He argued with precision nice,
The learnèd all declare;
And it was his decision wise,
No horse could be a mare.
He was not always right, ‘tis true,
And then he must be wrong;
But none had found it out, he knew,
If he had held his tongue.
Whene'er a tender tear he shed,
'Twas certain that he wept;
And he would lie awake in bed,
Unless, indeed, he slept.
In tilting everybody knew
His very high renown;
Yet no opponents he o'erthrew
But those that he knocked down.
At last they smote him in the head –
What hereo ever fought all?
And when they saw that he was dead,
They knew the wound was mortal.
And when at last he lost his breath,
It closed his every strife;
For that sad day that seal’d his death,
Deprived him of his life.
Gilles MENAGE 1613_1692 mena1_0001_mena1_0000
Translator Unknown sometimes in 9 verses only ‘amuse’ variation ‘amaze’
Parodied by Thomas HOOD – Ben Battle, Faithless Nellie Gray
MENAGE Gilles 1613_1692 mena1_0001_mena1_0000 PFT_JMX An Elegy The Happy Man_La Pallisse now I wish to touch
Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
And if you find it wondrous short,
It cannot hold you long.
In Islington there was a man
Of whom the world might say,
That still a godly race he ran—
Whene'er he went to pray.
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad—
When he put on his clothes.
And in that town a dog was found,
As many dogs there be,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
And curs of low degree.
This dog and man at first were friends;
But when a pique began,
The dog, to gain some private ends,
Went mad, and bit the man.
Around from all the neighbouring streets
The wond'ring neighbours ran,
And swore the dog had lost its wits
To bite so good a man.
The wound it seemed both sore and sad
To every Christian eye;
And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man would die.
But soon a wonder came to light
That showed the rogues they lied, —
The man recovered of the bite,
The dog it was that died!
Oliver GOLDSMITH 1728_1774 gold1_0001_mena1_0001
Parody from the French Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man
Elegy on the Glory of her Sex Mrs Mary Blaize
Good people all, with one accord
Lament for Madam Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word, —
From those who spoke her praise.
The needy seldom passed her door,
And always found her kind;
She freely lent to all the poor, —
Who left a pledge behind.
She strove the neighbourhood to please
With manners wondrous winning;
And never followed wicked ways, —
Unless when she was sinning.
At church, in silks and satins new,
With hoop of monstrous size,
She never slumbered in her pew, —
But when she shut her eyes.
Her love was sought, I do aver,
By twenty beaux and more;
The king himself has followed her, —
When she has walked before.
But now her wealth and finery fled,
Her hangers-on cut short all;
The doctors found, when she was dead, —
Her last disorder mortal.
Let us lament in sorrow sore,
For Kent Street well may say
That had she lived a twelvemonth more, —
She had not died today.
Oliver GOLDSMITH 1728_1774 gold1_0003_mena1_0001
Parody from the French Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man
Faithless Nellie Gray
Ben Battle was a soldier bold,
And used to war's alarms;
But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
So he laid down his arms.
Now as they bore him off the field,
Said he, 'Let others shoot;
For here I leave my second leg,
And the Forty-second Foot.'
The army-surgeons made him limbs:
Said he, 'They're only pegs;
But there's as wooden members quite,
As represent my legs.'
Now Ben he loved a pretty maid, -
Her name was Nelly Gray;
So he went to pay her his devours,
When he devoured his pay.
But when he called on Nelly Gray,
She made him quite a scoff;
And when she saw his wooden legs,
Began to take them off.
'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray! '
Is this your love so warm?
The love that loves a scarlet coat
Should be a little more uniform.
Said she, ' I loved a soldier once,
For he was blithe and brave;
But I will never have a man
With both legs in the grave
'Before you had those timber toes
Your love I did allow;
But then, you know, you stand upon
Another footing now.'
'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!
For all your jeering speeches,
At duty's call I left my legs
In Badajos's breaches.'
'Why, then, ' said she, 'you've lost the feet
Of legs in war's alarms,
And now you cannot wear your shoes
Upon your feats of arms! '
'O false and fickle Nelly Gray!
I know why you refuse:
Though I've no feet, some other man
Is standing in my shoes.
'I wish I ne'er had seen your face;
But, now, a long farewell!
For you will be my death' – alas!
You will not be my Nell! '
Now when he went from Nelly Gray
His heart so heavy got,
And life was such a burden grown,
It made him take a knot.
So round his melancholy neck
A rope he did intwine,
And, for his second time in life,
Enlisted in the Line.
One end he tied around a beam,
And then removed his pegs;
And, as his legs were off - of course
He soon was off his legs.
And there he hung till he was dead
As any nail in town;
For, though distress had cut him up,
It could not cut him down.
A dozen men sat on his corpse,
To find out why he died, -
And they buried Ben in four cross-roads
With a stake in his inside.
Thomas Hood Parody from the French Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man and Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Glory of her Sex, Mrs. Blaize
Faithless Sally Brown
Young Ben he was a nice young man,
A carpenter by trade;
And he fell in love with Sally Brown,
That was a lady's maid.
But as they fetched a walk one day,
They met a press-gang crew;
And Sally did faint away,
Whilst Ben he was brought to.
The Boatswain swore with wicked words,
Enough to shock a saint,
That though she did seem in a fit,
'Twas nothing but a feint.
'Come, girl, ' said he, 'hold up you head,
He'll be as good as me;
For when your swain is in our boat,
A boatswain he will be.'
So when they'd made their game of her,
And taken off her elf,
She roused, and found she only was
A coming to herself.
'And is he gone, and is he gone! '
She cried, and wept outright:
'Then I will to the water side,
And see him out of sight.'
A waterman came up to her,
'Now, young woman, ' said he,
'If you weep on so, you will make
Eye-water in the sea.'
'Alas! they've taken my beau Ben
To sail with old Benbow; '
And her woe began to run afresh,
As if she'd said Gee woe!
Says he, 'They've only taken him
To the Tender ship, you see; '
'To the Tender ship, ' cried Sally Brown,
'What a hard-ship that must be!
'Oh! would I were a mermaid now,
For then I'd follow him;
But oh! I'm not a fish-woman,
And so I cannot swim.
'Alas! I was not born beneath
The Virgin and the Scales,
So I must curse my cruel stars,
And walk about in Wales.'
Now Ben had sailed to many a place
That's underneath the world;
But in two years the ship came home,
And all her sails were furled.
But when he called on Sally Brown,
To see how she went on,
He found she'd got another Ben,
Whose Christian name was John.
'O Sally Brown, O Sally Brown,
How could you serve me so?
I've met with many a breeze before,
But never such a blow.'
Then, reading on his 'bacco box,
He heaved a bitter sigh,
And then began to eye his pipe,
And then to pipe his eye.
And then he tried to sing 'All's Well, '
But could not though he tried:
His head was turned, and so he chewed
His pigtail till he died.
His death which happened in his berth,
At forty-odd befell:
They went and told the sexton, and
The sexton toll'd the bell.
Thomas Hood 1799_1845 hood1_0005_mena1_0001 Parody Gilles MENAGE - The Happy Man Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog
The Cold-Water Man
It was an honest fisherman,
I knew him passing well, -
And he lived by a little pond,
Within a little dell.
A grave and quiet man was he,
Who loved his book and rod, -
So even ran his line of life,
His neighbours thought it odd.
For science and for books, he said,
He never had a wish, -
No school to him was worth a fig,
Except a school of fish.
He ne’er aspired to rank or wealth,
Nor cared about a nae, -
For though much famed for fish was he,
He never fished for fame.
Let others bend their necks at sight
Of Fashion’s gilded wheels,
He ne’er had learned the art to “bob”
for anything but eels.
A cunning fisherman was he,
His angles all were right;
The smallest nibble at his bait
Was sure to prove “a bite.”
John Godfrey SAXE 1816_1887
Parody from the French Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man and Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Glory of her Sex, Mrs. Blaize Thomas HOOD Faithless Nellie Gray and Sally Brown
Pygmalion
There was an ancient classic swell,
An interesting alien,
His kinsfolk called him “Piggy”, but
His full name was Pygmalion.
Like many a high artistic Greek,
He got his bread by chiselling;
I don’t mean running into debt
and then by moonlight mizzling.
I don’t mean billiars, cards or dice,
At which the sharper garbles
Some spooney flat – the only game
Pymalion played was marbles.
He chiselled marble into forms
Defying competition;
And won no end of Kudos at
Each R.A. Exhibition.
One eve, he’d worked the whole day long,
And felt used up and wearied;
His subject was a Grecian Bend,
Or Lady of the Period.
Now Piggy was a lonely man,
Since he had never mated;
But always kept a celibate,
Although so celebrated.
So when he laid his chisel down
And saw his fair creation,
He said, - as critics often say –
“She lacks but animation! ”
And straightway Love and Phantasy,
Like disobedient vassals,
Heedless of Reason, in his brain
Wen building Spanish castles.
He thought it would be very nice
Each morning could he see
Presiding at his breakfast-board
Just such a Mrs. P.
He pictured her at parties, fêtes,
In pinery or grapery,
Looking as she was looking then –
Plus just a little drapery.
He bent on her a steadfast gaze
(Mesmeric ‘twas, I’m thinking)
And straight her sympathetic lids
Moved like – yes, just like – winking.
She breathed – she lived – she came to him,
And he embraced her quick;
“You are not stone! ” he fondly cried –
“You are a little brick! ”
His vision thus was realised:
Next morning he was able
To see that partner exquisite
Presiding at his table.
He ordered in no end of ‘things”,
He thought it but his duty;
Since, even for that antique age,
Too ‘unadorned’ her beauty.
And knowing well that spinsters prim
Would make her case a handle
For rude remark, he put a stop
Effectually to scandal.
For shortly in the Morning Post
This won the Monde’s regards –
“Mr. Pygmalion, R.A., -
Married Miss Stone. No cards.”
And many an artist, since that day,
Has found his sighs love-laden
Warm into animated clay
The coldest ‘marble maiden.”
Author Unknown The Hornet c.1890 PSho1_0005_mena1_0001
Parody after Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man, Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on a Mad Dog, Thomas HOOD Faithless Nellie Gray
Elegy
“Great Britain makes a difficult sacrifice of principle by promising to bring the question of the recognition of the sovereignty of Ethiopia before the League of Nations”
The Times 18 April 1938
Good People all of every kind,
Unto my song give ear,
Of how the nations late combined
To make aggressors fear,
Of eight-and-fifty sheep-dogs, bound
No more to bark or bite,
And tainted wethers to impound
With full collective might.
A wolf in sheepskin was disclosed,
A lurking beast of prey.
The league his brigandage opposed,
A mouton enragé –
And more in sorrow than in ire
Put on the sanctions screw
To make the peacebreakers retire,
As they were sworn to do.
The killer ravaged, undismayed
By their coercive thrust,
The justice of his force outweighed
The forces of the just.
Their logic was confounded quite
As fact with theory vied,
The wolf recovered from the bite;
The League it was that died.
KATZIN Olga Miller 1896_1987
Parody after Gilles Ménage Elegy - The Happy Man, Oliver GOLDSMITH – Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog, Thomas HOOD Faithless Nellie Gray
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Shake Ya Tailfeather
(feat. Murphy Lee, P. Diddy)
[Intro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]
[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.N.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun
[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly (P. Diddy)]
come here girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching every other lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
8th girl this week and its only Tuesday
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well
[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do
song performed by by Nelly
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The Daddy Long-Legs and the Fly
Once Mr Daddy Long-Legs,
Dressed in brown and gray,
Walked about upon the sands
Upon a summer's day;
And there among the pebbles,
When the wind was rather cold,
He met with Mr Floppy Fly,
All dressed in blue and gold.
And as it was too soon to dine,
They drank some Periwinkle-wine,
And played an hour or two, or more,
At battlecock and shuttledore.
Said Mr Daddy Long-legs
To Mr Floppy Fly,
'Why do you never come to court?
I wish you'd tell me why.
All gold and shine, in dress so fine,
You'd quite delight the court.
Why do you never go at all?
I really think you ought!
And if you went, you'd see such sights!
Such rugs! and jugs! and candle-lights!
And more than all, the King and Queen,
One in red, and one in green!'
'O Mr Daddy Long-Legs,'
Said Mr Floppy Fly,
'It's true I never go to court,
And I will tell you why.
If I had six long legs like yours,
At once I'd go to court!
But Oh! I can't, because my legs
Are so extremely short.
And I'm afraid the King and Queen
(One in red and one in green)
Would say aloud, 'You are not fit,
You Fly, to come to court a bit.'
O Mr Daddy Long-Legs,'
Said Mr Floppy Fly,
'I wish you'd sing one little song!
One mumbian melody!
You used to sing so awful well
In former days gone by,
But now you never sing at all;
I wish you'd tell me why:
For if you would, the silvery sound
Would please the shrimps and cockles round,
And all the crabs would gladly come
To hear you sing, 'Ah, Hum di Hum!''
Said Mr Daddy Long-Legs,
'I can never sing again!
And if you wish, I'll tell you why,
Although it gives me pain.
For years I could not hum a bit,
Or sing the smallest song;
And this the dreadful reason is,
My legs are grown too long!
My six long legs, all here and there,
Oppress my bosom with despair;
And if I stand, or lie, or sit,
I cannot sing one single bit!'
So Mr Daddy Long-Legs
And Mr Floppy Fly
Sat down in silence by the sea,
And gazed upon the sky.
They said, 'This is a dreadful thing!
The world has all gone wrong,
Since one has legs too short by half,
The other much too long!
One never more can go to court,
Because his legs have grown too short;
The other cannot sing a song,
Because his legs have grown too long!'
Then Mr Daddy Long-Legs
And Mr Floppy Fly
Rushed downward to the foaming sea
With one sponge-taneous cry;
And there they found a little boat
Whose sails were pink and gray;
And off they sailed among the waves
Far, and far away.
They sailed across the silent main
And reached the great Gromboolian plain;
And there they play for evermore
At battlecock and shuttledore.
poem by Edward Lear
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody give me a bassline
Yeah that's tight (uh)
Check, drop the drums right here
I think they missing something though (mmm, hey)
Oh, I got it (yeah)
Put some horns right here, woo (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah yeah yeah, ha, ohh ooh)
Give her what she want (alright), give her what she want (woo, ha)
Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want
Christina:
I see you looking, uh
Like what you see
Boy, now don't be shy
Ain't nothing but facing opportunity
Nelly:
She's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Nelly:
Now situations, girl
They often change (listen to me)
Sometimes for the good (eh)
Sometimes for the bad, but who's to blame
Christina:
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right (oh, babygirl)
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right, ow
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
(Everybody just)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, yeah
Christina:
Said, you've got some nerve
Thinking you're so
I got a little bit of that (that)
A little bit of this (this)
A little bit of back (back)
With a little bit of bitch, ah
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time...yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(You want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Hey
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Ooh, ooh yeah yeah, ha
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh Nelly
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Nelly Nelly, you make me so sweaty
Baby, yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody gimme a bass line
Yeah that's tight
Jay drop the drums right here
Think we missin' something dog, I got it
Put some horns right here
Ooooohhhh that's right
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha oooooohh
Give her what she wants ooooohhhh ha
Give her what she wants oh give her what she wants
[CHRISTINA]
I see you looking, at what you see
Boy, now don't be shy ain't nothin' but facin' opportunity
[NELLY]
She's right you know, (uh, hah) She's right (ahh)
(Man) She's right you know, (uh, hah)She's right(owwww!)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that i see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a liitle bit, can't i get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And i don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Yake it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[NELLY]
Now situations, girl they often change
Listen to me
Sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad
But who's to blame?
[CHRISTINA]
He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (ahh)
(Baby girl) He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (oww!)
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But i don't do this type of thing all the time (yeah)
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, Yeah.....
[CHRISTINA]
You've got some nerve,
Thinkin your so--
I got a little bit of that, a little bit of this
Little bit of rap, with a little bit of bitch
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
[NELLY]
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[CHRISTINA]
Hey ohh ohhhh yeah oh Nelly
Nelly, Nelly you make me so sweaty baby
Yeah ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, oh
song performed by by Nelly
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Hot Legs
(rod stewart)
Whos that knocking on my door
Its gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again coming round for more
Well you can love me tonight if you want
But in the morning make sure youre gone
Im talkin to you
Hot legs, wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you still in school
I love you honey
Gotta most persuasive tongue
You promise all kinds of fun
But what you dont understand
Im a working man
Gonna need a shot of vitamin e
By the time youre finished with me
Im talking to you
Hot legs, youre an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your mother too
I love you honey
Imagine how my daddy felt
In your jet black suspender belt
Seventeen years old
Hes touching sixty four
You got legs right up to your neck
Youre making me a physical wreck
Im talking to you
Hot legs, in your satin shoes
Hot legs, are you still in school
Hot legs, youre making me a fool
I love you honey
Hot legs, making your mark
Hot legs, keep my pencil sharp
Hot legs, keep your hands to yourself
I love you honey
Hot legs, youre wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, youre still in school
I love you honey
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Leg
I know your legs are
On the legs of Baali the demon king
I know your legs are
On the head of Bharata your brother
I know your legs are on the
Head of Uddhaba your follower.
You have no leg I heard.
I Know you are present everywhere
Everytime and in everybody.
I do not know what a leg is.
I know the insect has six legs
I know the animal has four legs
I know the bird has two legs.
Your leg is my project paper
I do not know howmany legs you have
I do not know I a leg is.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Get Your Freak On
[missy:]
Remix! with nelly furtado . . .
Come in and i landed [repeated in the background]
[missy:]
Nelly furtado!
Come in and i landed [repeated in the background]
[nelly:]
She's a freak and i'm a cheif head banger with the top down low on the flow
Cause your so fresh (fresh!) like b-boys with vests like runners cause ?
Hehehehe
I run like the breeze to catch this life but sometimes get a need til i bleed!
There's truth, i go, there's around, i will tell it a story, on the planet
Missy come in and i landed! well where did she come from?
This international goddess sun so get your hands up like this hun
Until the party's just begun! so come over to my house and that's where
This song's from a less for the laugh from west coast version portugese
Diva! and missy's the woman who always be cooking, says somethin' for neltado
Who come dip her vibin from dc to dj and all around the world come giddy up
Giddy up back back up to my girl!
[missy:]
Un get ur freak on [repeated]
Get [scatted] get ur freak on!
[missy:]
Who's that bitch? me me! nelly nelly nelly furtado all in your stereo
I'm pumpin louder please don't tell me you don't like the flow . . .
You got the means to put down so lemme step it -- yo!
[missy:]
It's a original flow, people better they know, shake you up like they all croak
Cause me and nelly say so! i'm doin how we do -- some strange loose thing you
Crew
Because my fire springs your head round right missy!
[missy:]
Get ur freak on! [repeated]
Get [scatted] get ur freak on! get [scatted] ahhhh!
[missy:]
They want dance,
Everybody gettin freak-deaky want dance,
Grab your partners ? by the ? and want dance,
Move your body swiftly to the beat and want dance!
They want dance, they want dance!
Everybody crank in the club - they want dance!
Everybody hot and on the block - they want dance!
Everybody gettin freak-deaky want dance, they want dance!
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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In My Life
[Mase]
Yo, Turn the mic up
I haven't been in here in 5 years
And keep the lights on
We got company
[Nelly talking]
Wooooo
Yeeeah
Uh Uh
Yea
Oook
I don't think they gon' really understand this one right herre man
Not at all, not at all
We got a special guest in the house tonight
Who is that?
But first Ohhh
[Nelly]
You see though I ain't the one that'll pay for your phone
Way you lookin ma
I might just pay for your home
Right out the ceremony give you the throne
Put you somewhere you know birds cant come
I don't wanna be your man boo
I wanna be the one
To get inside your brain
And give you my last name
I swurr I can change
I put that on er'rything
You aint happy while happy wit me boo
Then gimme the blame
Different color ring for erryday of the week
You can go on and set it up for me n pops to meet
Cuz I'ma ask him for you hand
And show that I'm a man
(What if he say that you cant)
I'ma tell him my plans because
[Break]
Me and you was meant to be as one now
Me and you we gon have sum fun now
Me and you from sun up to sun down
Me and you that's one thing I know for sure
[Hook]
I still love you
I still want you
(LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!)
I still need you
in my life
in my
(MISTER)
I STILL
(this gon' be real fun)
I LOVE YOU
(you might know him as)
I WANT YOU
I think ima let you introduce yourself
IN MY LIFE
[Mase] one man one cat made to win
[Nelly] I heard your hear to change the game again
[Mase] Mason Betha heaven sent
[Nelly] No game can change what you represent
[Mase]
You cant call me with no money that I never spent
They don't make planes to go where I never went
I aint gotta keep sinning to keep spinnin
I prefer pink dice and peach linen
I teach these women what they in the shirt for
Search yours, find out you really worth more
I change your esteem
You was made for a king
Do he really love you?
He ain't give you a ring
I e-rase the hate
That made you mean
Got you 20 lookin' 50
And you only 18
Then ya slate clean
It's not a fake dream
Bye bye hatas
We off for high hatas
[Hook]
I still love you
I still want you
I still need you
In my life
In my
I STILL
I LOVE YOU
I WANT YOU
(They gon be mad at this one lil derrty)
IN MY LIFE
[Break - Nelly]
Me and you was meant to be as one now
Me and you we gon have sum fun now
Me and you from sun up to sun down
Me and you that's one thing I know for sure
[Avery Storm]
So girl, tell me is there something I can do to see you
Maybe you can make a lil time for me to meet u
I just gotta tell u what I'm goin' through
Gotta let u know I still love you
theres so many things I wanna share with you
so much is there to make me miss you
for what its worth girl
I swear its truth
girl I wanna let u know
I STILL LOVE YOU!
I still love you
I still want you
I still need you
In my life
In my
I STILL
I LOVE YOU
I WANT YOU
IN MY LIFE
I still love you
I still want you
I still need you
In my life
In my
(It's Fo' Real)
I STILL
I LOVE YOU
I WANT YOU
(Ain't no way we should be on the same track lil derrty)
IN MY LIFE
song performed by by Nelly
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"Gettin' It Started" (feat. Cedric The Entertainer & La La)
[Cedric The Entertainer]-(La La)
Hey, alright, come on in, wassup baby?
(Hey, Boo, wassup?)
You lookin good
(Thank You)
What's them, are they some gucci?
(Well, you know, you know)
You lookin good wit it, fo show. Yeah everything is nice, I'm lookin good, I'm
fellin good
(Everything is good)
We gonna have a good time this evening
(No doubt)
Just chillin, got a little champine over here, want somethin to drink?
(Yeah, I'm thursty. Damn baby!)
Excuse me, I already
(Smell like balonga)
Excuse me, I already been drinkin a little something, you know?
(Uh Uh)
Na, that's my bad, don't even trip
(Alright)
I just had a little something earlier, excuse me. What you need?
(I need that new Nellyville)
The new Nelly, huh?
(Yeah, yeah now that right there gets me real loose)
You want that new Nelly, the new Nellyville, right, I think I got that, hold on
(I need that Nellyville)
Let me look over here, i don't know, I'm almost sure I got that, I got it here,
baby
(Alright baby, ok, alright)
I got all the hot stuff, I usually have everything, let me see
(Damn baby my auntie gotta chouch just like that)
You talkin bout, you want Nelly though, right?
(Oh, yeah the Nellyville)
You Nelly, not the Lunatics, Nelly
(What wrong, you ain't got it?)
Ut oh, ut oh, ut oh
(Yeah)
I got you
(Ok)
I think um, let me see, god damn
(How much you pay for rent in this spot?)
I ain't got Nelly, I got Ocanelly, I got, put it in yo mouth
(There will be none of that tonight, na eh, no baby)
Ight, coo, I'm not lyin, maybe later on, ain't nuttin to it, hopfully, hopfully
(Na eh)
Look
(What's the problem)
So that's what you need though
(Nellyville is what I need, Nel-ly-ville)
That's what you need
(Uh ha)
I got you don't even trip
(Ok)
I want you to stay, and I'ma run to the store, real quick, I'ma just run down
to the street, right down
(Hurry Up, hurry up)
I want you to sit here, look good
(Nellyville)
Look delicous, like ya self
(Uh un)
I'll be right back, you keep it hot for me
(Ok)
I'm goin to get that Nellyville for you
(Uh un)
Right away
(Hurry up)
I'll be right back, don't go nowhere
(Nellyville)
I mean that
(And I'm sayin, you got some food in this spot, I'm hungry)
song performed by by Nelly
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Aunt Dorothy's Lecture
Come, go and practise—get your work—
Do something, Nelly, pray.
I hate to see you moon about
In this uncertain way!
Why do you look so vacant, child?
I fear you must be ill.
Surely you are not thinking of
That Captain Cameron still?
Ah, yes—I fear'd so! You may blush;
I blush for you, my dear;
And it is scarce a week ago
Since Gerald brought him here—
The day he fell in the hunting-field,
And his pretty horse was lamed.
O child—and with your bringing up!
You ought to be ashamed.
Last night I saw you watching him,
And you danced with him thrice;
You turn'd quite red when he spoke to you—
Such manners are not nice.
You, Nelly Gray, should not be seen
(I don't wish to be harsh)
Running wild, like the servant-girls,
For a red coat and moustache.
Not that he isn't a gentleman
From spur to shako-brim—
I know good blood when I see it—yes,
I will say that for him.
He does not swagger, nor lisp, nor flirt—
Has none of those vulgar ways;
And he does not talk like a stable-boy,
As the fashion is nowadays.
In fact, I admire him very much—
My dear, you need not fret—
I do; he's very different from
The rest of Gerald's set.
He's very handsome, certainly—
I don't mind saying so.
He reminds me a bit of your uncle, when
I met him long ago.
He had a silky, long moustache
Of just that golden shade;
And broad Greek brows, with a tint of bronze,
That Indian suns had made.
He was a soldier, too, you know—
As big and strong and tall:
He'd just come home when I saw him first
At Lady Talbot's ball.
I remember when we were introduced;
By stealth I look'd him o'er—
Such haughty, indolent, gentle eyes,
I never saw before!
I felt so strange when he look'd at me;
I cannot tell you why—
But I seem'd to feel he was mine, to keep
And love, till I should die.
'Twas very odd—in a moment, too,
Before I knew his name!
But, Nelly—O how the world was changed
And brighten'd, when he came!
I was so restless all that night;—
I did not want to see,
I felt where he moved about the room
While he was away from me.
I was jealous—I could not help it,
Although I struggled hard—
Of the other girls, whose favour'd names
Were written on his card;
They were so rich, and I was poor;
They were so grandly dress'd,
And I so dowdy; and yet, and yet,
I thought he liked me best.
The last long hour he danced with them,
And oh I miss'd him so!
And then I heard our carriage call'd,
And I knew that I must go.
A big lump rose up in my throat
That I could hardly bear;
But, passing through the vestibule,
I saw him standing there.
I knew not where he came from,
But I felt no surprise
When he look'd down from his stately height
With his grave and quiet eyes,
And held his hand for a mute good-night
That said all words could say;—
Ah, love! he made me happy then
For ever and for aye.
Well, well,—but this is nonsense;
How I am running on!—
His golden hair grew thin and grey,
And now he's dead and gone.
There, go and dress for dinner, child;
It's getting late, you see;
And—perhaps I'll ask young Cameron
If he'll come in to tea.
poem by Ada Cambridge
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Shake Ya Tail Feathers
[Intro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]
[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun
[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
Hey girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
A thug is we then it's only two G
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well
[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather
[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]
Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)
Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants (Uh)
Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong
My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mike still on
[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I've got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My gohans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)
[Outro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]
song performed by by Nelly
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Over And Over
Nelly-Over and Over
Chorus:
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it
Over and over again
And I can't keep picturin' you with him
And it hurts so bad
Yeah
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
Verse 1:
(Nelly)
I cant wait to see you
Wanna see if you still got that look in your eye
That one you had for me be-fore we said our goodbyes
And its shame
That we gotta spend our time being mad about the same things
(Over and over again) About the same things (Over and over again)
Oh, but I think shes leaving, oh man, shes leaving
I dont know what else to do, (Tim Mcgraw)I cant go on not loving you
Chorus:
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it
Over and over again
And I can't keep picturin' you with him
And it hurts so bad
yeah
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
and I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
Verse 2:
(Nelly)
I remember that day you left
I remember the last breath you took right in front of me
When you said that you would leave
I was too damn stuborn to try to stop you or say anything
But I see it clearly now
And this choice that I made keeps playin' in my head
Over and over again, playin in my head, over and over again
Oh I think shes leavin, oh man, shes leaving...
I dont know what else to do,
(Tim Mcgraw)
I cant go on not loving you
Chorus:
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it
over and over again
and I can't keep picturin' you with him
And it hurts so bad
Yeah
'Cuz its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
Verse 3:
(Nelly)
Now that I realize that I'm goin down
From all this pain you've put me through
Part Two Verse 3:
(Tim McGraw)
Everytime I close my eyes
I lock it down... ohhh I cant go on not loving you
Chorus: x2
Cuz its all in my head
I think about it
Over and over again
And I can't keep picturin' you with him
And it hurts so bad
Yeah!
Cuz its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it and I can't shake it no...
Over and over again
Over and over again
'Cuz its all in my head...
song performed by by Nelly
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The game of love
The game of love that I played
I was unfair all the way
I won your heart and broke it
Like a poor toy made of clay
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
Now I understand all the truth
I wasted all my precious youth
I made mistake in the first place
My whole life is now in a mess
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
Now we are oceans apart
All the girls now break my heart
Now I know what you mean to me
So I cry for my destiny
Now I have lost life's joy and charms
Now I long for your tender arms
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
poem by Asif Andalib
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Go, Little Book - The Ancient Phrase
GO, little book - the ancient phrase
And still the daintiest - go your ways,
My Otto, over sea and land,
Till you shall come to Nelly's hand.
How shall I your Nelly know?
By her blue eyes and her black brow,
By her fierce and slender look,
And by her goodness, little book!
What shall I say when I come there?
You shall speak her soft and fair:
See - you shall say - the love they send
To greet their unforgotten friend!
Giant Adulpho you shall sing
The next, and then the cradled king:
And the four corners of the roof
Then kindly bless; and to your perch aloof,
Where Balzac all in yellow dressed
And the dear Webster of the west
Encircle the prepotent throne
Of Shakespeare and of Calderon,
Shall climb an upstart.
There with these
You shall give ear to breaking seas
And windmills turning in the breeze,
A distant undetermined din
Without; and you shall hear within
The blazing and the bickering logs,
The crowing child, the yawning dogs,
And ever agile, high and low,
Our Nelly going to and fro.
There shall you all silent sit,
Till, when perchance the lamp is lit
And the day's labour done, she takes
Poor Otto down, and, warming for our sakes,
Perchance beholds, alive and near,
Our distant faces reappear.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Heart Of A Champion
Heart Of A Champion lyrics
(feat. Lincoln University Vocal Ensemble)
[Nelly exercising and breathing hard]
[Nelly]
C'mon, uhh, uhh
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby
I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy
I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income
DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE!
I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget
I wipe my ass with yo' advance to the toilet then flush it
My last stance be a stance of a General Custard
I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard
I got the stats of a hall of famer - in just two records
That's why I'm back up at the Superbowl - with Julius Peppers
I got that cain't stop, won't stop, in my veins
That's why they cain't stop, won't stop, screamin the name
NELLY! NELLY! Go tell a friend to tell a friend
I'ma keep the same grin whether I, lose or win
Up, or down ten, I'ma fight to the end
[breathing hard] Let's go
[Chorus: L.U.V.E.]
Ain't no way they can stop me now Nelly
Cause I'm on my way, I can feel my ring comin
It's the blood of a champion, pumpin
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin
I'ma get what I can and more, even if
My blood, my sweat, and my tears don't mean nothin
It's the heart of a champion (it's the heart of me)
(It's the heart of a..) in me
[Nelly]
I'm the first pick, the first round, signin bonus profound
Playin for his hometown, reppin for the home ground
And gettin buffer like Michael Riggs, tell 'em again
I gets buffer like Michael Riggs, heard what I said?
The MV-P of the game, intensity still the same
I'm shootin out from my reign, with Peyton Manning type aim
Can't stop me from scorin so they results are just hackin
So there's, three of us now - me, A.I. and Shaq'n
From the look to the as I say
Hover man with more heart than Hallmark on Valentine's Day
I'm the one that you've been Raven about, like Ray Lewis
I think it hard to go and change your route
Cause you don't know if I'm blitzin or if I'm sittin and readin
Waitin for you to go and trip, drop back and throw up a brick, man
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it
If hard work pays off then easy work is worthless
My work habit ain't no habit man, I do it on purpose
I push myself to the limit so my talent'll surface
So now it's, curtains and drapes, on anybody who hates
Dislikin what I'm recitin, bitin what I've been writin
I've been dogfightin, scratchin and clawin on every height
Tryin to make you remember me like you +Remember the Titans+
Cause I'm a WARR-IOR, my daddy was a soldier
A Vietnam vet, lil' derrty I thought I told ya
I'm supposed ta, whip up your town in Testarossas
Heatin like Folgers mayne, I'm young black and rich
As good as it gets, and givin your point guard fits
He think he done seen pressure mayne, but he ain't seen shhhh...
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
song performed by by Nelly
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I've tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
quote by Alberto Giacometti
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Flap Your Wings
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl
She's got that sweat drippin' all over her body
[Girl] Do you like that sweat drippin' all over my body?
Yea, I like that
That sweat drippin' all over your body
[Girl] You like that sweat drippin' all over my body
[Nelly]
It's summertime, and I'm back again
And went to VA, oh, got my friends
Say what's up, Pharrell
[Pharrell] Look whats on the nail
Yeah but, let's show 'em what's above the nail, Bling
A hundred thou couldn't get you one of these (Not one of these)
I guarantee it ain't a flaw on one of these (One of these)
Two hundred thou, couldn't get you in the league
Get three hundred thou, you couldn't even buy the keys
I think you need to add 50 more G's
Now, shall I proceed?
[Ladies] Yes, indeed (Ho)
I need to see you take it down to the floor
Spread your wings, if you real, ma, fly real low
Pause for a second ma, grind real slow
And if you do it right
All day we'll go (Ho)
I talk a lil' Fred Seigal girl (Seigal, girl)
Bonnie and Judy Lee with your bag all beaded, girl
Apple bottom pair underneath it
You talkin' like you don't need it
I can tell you see it
I like that in you
I don't see nothin wrong
Drop down and get your eagle on (Whoa)
[Hook]
[Nelly] Now, what's next to trenscend up in this party
OPP time, now let's get naughty
You take babygirl, and I'ma take shorty
With the sweat drippin' all over her body
We gone move if you wanna (Oh)
Groove if you wanna (Oh)
Throw your nose up, ma, and get rude if you wanna
Ain't got nothin' to lose, nor to prove
Babygirl soaked like she just got out of the pool (Eh)
I know you're thirsty, ma
Go ahead and order whatchu want
Some call it trickin', go ahead and call it whatchu want
I came to ball, I ain't come out here to front
Cause the black caught the pick-up with the gray car warrant
Attractiveness
Got me attackin' this
I'm so fabulous
Glutious maximus
She wanna fly south for the winter (For the winter)
I might just go down south just to win her (Just to win her)
Hell naw, she ain't gone leave me alone
Makin' plans for us to be at home
Take your pants off, ma, you can leave your panties on
But, first drop down and get your eagle on (Oh)
[Hook]
[Nelly]
From the girls with skinny waists to girls heavy set
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
To the girls with extensions to the girls with dreads
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
From the girls got it good livin' in the suburbs
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
To the ones in the ghetto with their hands on their curves
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
[Hook]
song performed by by Nelly
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Being two is not a hindrance
You and I are two, made by love as twins,
But not as one that every lover claims.
If we are two, as someone ridicule,
Let we be so as one’s legs too are two.
Legs are two, a pair, and not separate,
But joined at base for a common purpose.
We aren’t two but a pair for a cause,
Joined by a knot like the wedding rings.
By two, legs are stable for the body.
Lovers be two to balance their affairs.
Let us remain two; let the souls walk out.
And join to keep us a pair of love.
As long as two souls are one by a knot,
Being two is not a hindrance for love.
29.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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