Ima be dat one
Growing up as a kid I got beating by bats
Growin up as a kid i had to say 'daddy I miss u'
'mom I want you'
growin up as a kid I was abused got kidnapped i was molested
My mom kidnapped me she did drugs
But she was the one that loved n loved
I knew she would always be dere
Till one day I told her bout dis guy
Some mexican dude he tried to kiss meh
He was da one dat fucked my mom n gave hur money
She aint believe me she believed him
I couldn't do nothing but hate mexicans
I hate dem da guys are rapist da girls r sluts
Nothing really much I could do bout it
But just think n cry
Crying was my why of forgetting things
Crying dat day was da craziest shit
I den learned bout a diary I wrote my emotions dere
I wrote everything I did everyday
Until one day my step popz found my diary
n questioned me about it
So he knew bout the day my mom met his friend to get some money
Outta all dis shit I been through as a kid
I just cant wait to grow up n be an adult
I'm going to be a lawyer
nothing in dis world can stop me
I believe in myself
Im not going to turn out like my fam.
Yes i do look up to my mom
But she aint finish middle skool
neva went to college
she was high all da time
it was hur obsession
But me Im going to be da first one in my family dat goes to college
im going to make my dream come true
Mom, ima live it up ima be me n live my dreams
I won't always have u by my side
But if u die
I'll see u up dere
U won't be forgotten
Just lay flat down so da whole can see ur ass!
poem by LADii3 T Hinojosa
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Intro
My momma said
"It seemed like yesterday my brother
Said him was gunna leave here
Said he was gunna go and make some money himself"
See my brother wants still to be a rapper
And he can rap real good too
He use to have this book he carried around with him all the time
He use to call it a diary, He use to take it everwhere he went
One day he took it to church when we went to sunday school
And the pastor asked him "Boy, whats that you got in your hand"
And he said this is my diary
And the pastor told him that sinners couldn't have no diary (sinner)
My brother said he was lying, And my brother said if he couldn't have a diary
and he was a sinner, he would just call it a diary of a sinner (diary)
My momma told him don't worry bout what pastor says
My momma told him don't worry bout what nobody says
If that was your diary, that's gunna be your diary
Thats what my mamma said
He said he gonna turn it into an album, And I believe him too
I'm just waiting (One day) one day we gunna turn that radio on ....
[Music fades
song performed by by Petey Pablo
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Another First Kiss
Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you, you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway, so
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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First Kiss
Im asleep but shes talking to me
Shes walking round wearing all of my clothes
As she runs out of things to say
And grabs my coat to walk away
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
Other people were too sentimental
Always worrying about their hair
Got tired of wasting all my time
Now Im not worrying at all
How bout another first kiss, she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
You could tell me we belong together
And I could tell you belong with me
But weve run out of things to say
And well be happy anyway
So....
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
How bout another first kiss she said
How bout another first kiss, I said
I want another first kiss like this
How bout another first kiss
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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When U Think About Me
Talkin:
I knoe u want meeh
I got yo mind paralyzed
Is it the infatuation that keepz u awake at nite?
=chorus=
When you tink about meeh
Do u tink bout us
Fallin in love
Do u wanna get
Wit meeh
Wit meeh
Do you tink about meeh(tell meeh tell meeh)
Do u tink bout us
And makin love
Do u wanna get
Wit meeh
Wit meeh
When u sleep at nite
Does monica star in yo dreamz
Are you tinkin of meeh all da tyme
Or does it mean
Do u fantasize
To yo surprise dere i am
Makin you realize
Deep inside u wanna be mah man
Are you still playin childish gaymez
Or all grown up
Because mah appetite sayz
Too much is not enuf
Im curious
And i dont need to make a fuss
But i tink bout u
Do u tink bout us
(chorus)
Tell meeh
Do you tink bout..
(meeh...)
When you daydream does sweet marie
Stay on yo mind
Or do you find yoself wishin u were here by mah side
Do u wanna have responsible to get meeh a vote
Dont jus hit meeh on da pager or mah cell telefone
When u at da klub
Is dere noone else dat turnz u on
Da way you lookin at meeh
I kan tell u wanna get it on
Im curious
And i wanna feel
Da heat of yo touch
I tink bout u
Do u tink bout us
(chorusx4)
All day i wanna do
Spend mah tyme wit u
All nite i know u wanna get wit meeh 2
Do u tink of meeh da way dat i tink about u
U conserve(??) meeh like nobodie else kan do
When u tink bout meeh..
When u tink bout meeh...
Tell meeh
Tell meeh
When u tink bout meeh
Do u tink bout us
Tell meeh tell meeh
=fade=
song performed by by One Voice
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Life Is Like A Dream
Life is like a dream,
That is a mystery as it may seem,
That can grow like a team,
Aint that bout a dream.
Life is like a dream,
Because you want to know what it means,
Life gets hot like steam,
Aint that bout a dream.
Life is like a dream,
You get scared,
Then you scream,
Aint that bout a dream.
Heres a question I would for you to answer,
How does life seem?
Then say 'aint that bout a dream.'
poem by Eddie Levert Smith
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Thinkin' 'Bout Us
Vs.1 Always wonderin', always thinkin'
'Bout how you're always on my mind.
When I'm walkin', when I'm readin',
I'll be thinkin' 'bout you all the time.
[Anything, everything that I do,
I'm always thinkin' 'bout me and you-]
(chorus)
Thinkin' 'bout love,
Thinkin' 'bout you,
Thinkin' 'bout me kickin' off
My high heel shoes.
Thinkin' 'bout us.-
Thinkin' 'bout cuddlin',
Thinkin' 'bout snugglin',
Thinkin' 'bout 'Don't think,
But just do.'
Thinkin' 'bout us.-
Thinkin' 'bout us.
Vs.2 A little bit of singin', little bit of writin',
And this song will all come to.
Doin' lots of work and doin' lots of stuff and
That which makes our dreams come true.
[Anything, everything that I do,
I'm always thinkin' 'bout me and you-]
(chorus)
(instrumental)
Bridge: Yeah, I know that I'm
So in love with you---
(chorus) x 2
Whooaahhh- thinkin' 'bout us!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Dont Worry
Theres no need for you,
Baby,
It aint what you think,
So dont worry,
[verse 1]
You remember back in the day when,
We thought it was special,
When we always stayed down,
No matter where we went youd stay in touch,
Two people that were just so in love,
Now you probably aint feelin much,
Like things aint really been the way they used to be,
And you say it seems like I changed,
But Im still the same.
[chorus (2x)]
Theres no need for you,
(to worry bout me)
Baby,
(dont worry bout me)
It aint what you think,
(you still got me)
So dont worry,
(dont worry bout, dont worry bout me)
Even though it seems,
(youre losing me)
And things,
(aint what they used to be)
Baby,
(I aint gonna leave)
Dont worry,
(dont worry bout, dont worry bout me)
[verse 2]
I was headin out to cali,
For a show,
Said that on tuesday,
Id be home,
Left a message on your voicemail
Sayin Id call you later,
To inform you Im alright,
Now you callin,
Just to tell me that you heard,
I was seen in a bentley with my girls,
So Im on my way to a spot where people hang,
But nothings changed.
[chorus (2x)]
[bridge]
Theres no need to
Worry bout what
I do when Im away.
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Dont worry bout what I do in my time,
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Dont worry bout how I do when I put it down,
(dont worry bout a damn thing)
Trust in my everythings gonna be alright,
Gonna work it out, be home tonight.
[chorus (2x)]
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Aint Talkin bout Love
I heard the news baby, all about your disease
Yeah you may have all you want, baby, but I got somethin you need
Oh yeah, aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, yeah before
You know youre semi-good lookin, and on the streets again
Oh yeah you think youre really cookin baby, you better find yourself a friend
My friend, aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before, uh before, before
Aint talkin bout love
Babe its rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, uh before
I been to the edge, an there I stood an looked down
You know I lost a lot of friends there baby, I got no time to mess around
Mmmm, so if you want it got to bleed for it baby
Yeah, got to got to bleed baby
Mmmm, you got to got to bleed baby
Hey, got to got to bleed baby
Aint talkin bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Aint talkin bout love
Just like I told you before, before, before
Aint talkin bout love
Dont wanna talk about love
Dont need to talk about love
Aint gonna talk about love, no more, no more, ah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
[repeat til outro]
song performed by by Van Halen
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Little Johnny Hooker
Oh, Im gonna tell you a story bout a little boy.
Oh, a sad little boy.
Im talkin bout little johnny hooker.
Little johnny hooker was a sissy on the street all his life --
All his natural born life.
Until his daddy took him aside and said,
Son, now heres your switchblade knife boy.
He said get out in the street boy,
Cut yourself some meat boy.
Get out on your own side of the road,
And lighten my load.
Johnny made a mistake and took his knife down to school one day.
Hey, yeah, yeah.
And, when the bell rang for lunch.
Freddie miller went and got in johnnys way boy.
He took his knife from his pocket, pushed a button on the side.
When he seen the queen steel,
You ought to seen the light in freddys eyes.
Oh, yeah ...
Little johnny hooker learned his lesson from the knife now you see,
(yes he did.)
Because for what he done to fred he spent some time in a penitentiary.
It was a day in the courtroom, exhibit letter a.
When the jury seen the knife they put little johnnys ass away.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Oh, little johnny boy.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Oh, little johnny boy.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
He was a young boy,
Hes thinkin the rest of his life,
For what he done with the knife.
Talkin bout jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Jooohhhnnny.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Little johnny hooker, he aint a bad looker, he aint a bad man, he aint.
Jooohhhnnny.
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Just Another Story
Father comes home cos his moneys run out -
Seems a little loose tonight, he starts to shout.
Dinners not on the table, seems mothers not able,
Shes staring at the tv.
You can smell it on his breath, feel it in his touch,
He never meant to hit her hard, but hes like that when hes had too much.
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.
Well the kids at school, shes getting good grades,
But the peer pressures starting now - too bad, she had it made.
Seems theres always someone trying to push you to do something, you know, aint
The way they told you to -
Its hard to see
The things you taught her, how to be, its like you told her nothing, selective
Memory.
Come on try it, its just a smoke, aint gonna kill you, so she takes a toke -
Fade to grey.
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.
Well the guys at work seemed ok, theyd buy you a drink, get you laid, whats
Wrong with that?
Whyd they have more money than you, expensive cars, expensive clothes, dyou
Ever think of what they do?
At night theyre out, shakin people down, when theyre walking together seems
They own the town.
But hey, whos gonna talk, you are their alibi, dont turn around, dont ask
Questions, just walk -
Its just another story bout going too far,
Its just another story bout going too far.
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Southern Women
(g.& d. rossington, j. van zant, e. king)
Im the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutantes to honky-tonk queens
Ive tasted every brand all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Its a well known fact across the dixie line
And if a man dont agree I can tell you hes blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you aint gettin no rest
(chorus)
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Im talkin bout theyll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side
Take you places that youve never been make a man come back again
Talk about mamas southern belle little girl learned her lesson well
Aint no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
(repeat chorus)
They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a southern style
Little girl learned her lesson well aint no others can cast a spell
Like the sweet southern women them southern girls
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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(I've Got To) Stop Thinkin' 'Bout That
Edwin McCain
(I've Got To) Stop Thinking 'Bout That
Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you
Ride in no nasty limousine
Later on the levee with the moon up above
I lost my heart and confessed my love
Oh Lucy, God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that
One summer night in a field of wheat
God's sweet lanterns hanging in the sky
Moving light on your tiny feet
I knew I had to love you till the day I die
They talk about Amazing Grace
It meant something when I saw your face
Oh Lucy, God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that
I think of all the little things that I never told you
I think I may get to hold you someday
It's my brain just like a man possessed
I can't do me no work, I can't get me no rest
I can't understand it baby
Don't like to think about the way it ended
I hate remembering the things that I said
I dream a dream of love so splendid
I wake up hard in an empty bed
I wonder who'll be loving you next
Some fool will be writing bad checks
Oh now Lucy, God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Something About You
Ive only known what it is to be lonely
When into my life, you came walking through
Can this be real, I dont know what Im feeling
Ooh, theres something bout you
And I cant believe the way that you know me
You sense every mood, ooh you know when Im blue
But here in my heart, ooh theres mixed up emotions
Ooh, theres something bout you
I never wanted anybody, and I wont start now
I never planned it, I dont understand it, so tell me what can I do
Dont turn away, ooh I think Im still learning
Yeah, theres something bout you
(solo)
Ooh, here in my heart, ooh theres mixed up emotions
But theres something bout you
You know theres something bout you
Theres something bout you, you came shining through, babe
Now theres something bout you, I dont know, I dont know what Im feeling
Theres something bout you, I dont know, I dont know
Yeah theres something bout you
song performed by by Bad Company
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Spilled Perfume
(pam tillis/dean dillon)
I aint even gonna to ask you
I can read you like a book
Girl if I ever saw one thats an
I cant believe I did that look
You look like something that the cat drug in
So I wont kick you while youre down
Just let me tell you friend to friend
bout a block Ive been around
Did you really think last night would last forever
Did you really think that guy hung the moon
Right now you hate yourself cause you knew better
But theres no use crying over spilled perfume
Theres a big difference between lonely
And lonely for way too long
And I knew when he made his move
You werent feeling all that strong
So I bit my tongue cause I saw it coming
As you danced so close to him
Its two steps forward and three steps back
When a heart is on the mend
Did you really think last night would last forever
Did you really think that guy hung the moon
Right now you hate yourself cause you knew better
But theres no use crying over spilled perfume
You fell in a moment of weakness
Well you just got to pull yourself back up
Dry your morning-after tears
cause whats done is done
Did you really think last night would last forever
Did you really think that guy hung the moon
Right now you hate yourself cause you knew better
But theres no use crying over spilled perfume
No use crying over, no use crying over
No use crying over, spilled perfume
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Reminiscing
*note: this is taken from 5iveweb, Im not sure the lyrics are 100% true. Ill try to get the real ones soon, cos theres this missing part here too!*
Yo, Ive got a little story that Id like to address
To individuals, gotta get it off my chest
It aint about whos the best
Or five being better than the next
Were just a little different from the rest
Cos see, we got each other
When things go down
And time is just too important to be messin around
So understand not what Im trying to say
But appreciate living life day to day
So how does it feel to be the only ones
Left out in the rain cos youre phoney ones
Wake up and realise what you live is a dream
Aint gonna be there for long even though it may seem
Like a never ending story
You in it for the money or the glory
Open up your ears or ignore me
All Im tryin to do is be the man I am and be the best in this world I can
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
You got to open your mind up and kick both your feet up
Ill hit you with a tale of how the five of us were meet up
Were just five guys who wanna rise to the skies
No ......... we got a vision in our eyes
Now people wanna step up and try to hold us back
They wanna try to stop us getting freaky on this track
But this is how we kick it and this is how we swing
And this is how I hit you with the funk that I bring
Now you gotta select to connect not disrespect
And you gotta learn to keep your negativity in check
Cos everybody knows what goes around comes around
Ill put it down with my sound
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on...
song performed by by Five
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Slow Poke
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
I got somethin to keep you satisfied
So wont you excuse me, while I slip inside
I aint gonna rush things, you know I aint no speed freak
And I like to take my time whenever I eat
Cause Im just a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said Im just a slow poke, baby
And I like to take my time, poke on
Id like to see you with the lights turned down
And Id like to see you when you go down
Im gonna be there, right by your side
Im just gonna hang on, and let you take me for a ride
So how bout a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said how bout a slow poke, baby
I like to take my time, alright
Id like to poke you right here on the floor
I aint gonna stop none, till I hear you call for more
Then Im gonna tease you till youre ready to scream
Then Im gonna please you, its gonna seem like a dream
So how bout a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said how bout a slow poke, baby
I like to take my time, poke on
song performed by by April Wine
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Claim To Fame
Talk-talk, yak-yak
Watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
Making it upon your back
No space, no rent
The moneys gone, its all been spent now
Tell me bout your claim to fame
Now aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Wet lips, dry now
Ready for that old hand out, now
Aint that some claim to fame
Spaced out, spaced in
The heads round, the squares flat
Aint that some claim to fame
Now tell me aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something, something bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
Something bout your claim to fame
Yeah now
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
About a, about a, something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
bout a, bout a, something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Who Were You Thinkin bout?
Who were you thinkin bout
Who were you thinkin about
Who were you thinkin bout
Were you thinkin bout me, baby
The first time she touched you hand ?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby
Did you forget you were my man
Were you thinking of me when you removed your ring ?
Or did you just think I would not think anything ?
Who were you thinkin about? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby ?
Each time you kissed her lips ?
Were you thinkin bout me, baby ?
When your hands were on her hips?
Were you thinkin bout me did she do it like I do ?
Did you ever think of anyone but you now ?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Were you thinking I would understand ?
And that I was a fool, and that I would never suspect
You were doing wrong ?
And tell me did you feel bad ? did it feel good ?
Did it feel like you thought it would ?
And I would never know ?
What you were thinking ?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
You were thinkin bout her, baby
You were thinkin bout you, baby
You werent thinkin bout me
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Who were you thinkin bout? who were you thinkin about?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Who were you thinkin bout?
Sure werent thinkin bout me
Yeah, sure werent thinkin bout me
Im sure not thinkin bout you
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Trampled Under Foot
Grease me straight down, good electric
I could lay it on the road, mama, it aint no trick
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, trouble-free transmission, helps your oils flow
Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all
Talkin bout love, huh
Talkin bout love, ooh
Talkin bout
Take that heavy metal underneath your hood
Baby, I could work all night, leave a big pile of tubes
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout
Automobile club-covered, really built in style
Special is tradition, mama, let me feast my eyes
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Factory air-conditioned, wind begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours, mama, and brand-new tires
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Groovin on the freeway, blazes on the road
]from now on my gasoline is even gonna conk your hair
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
I cant stop talkin about
I cant stop talkin about
Ooh, yeah-yeah, yes, ah, drive on
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yes, Im comin through
Come to me for service every hundred miles
Baby, let me check your valves, fix your overdrive
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, yes, fully automatic, comes in any size
Makes me wonder what I did, before I got synchronized
Talkin bout lo-ove
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout
Ooh, feather-light suspension, coils just couldnt hold
Im so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors
Talkin bout love
Talkin bout lo-oo-oh-ove
Talkin bout
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, I cant stop talkin about love
I cant stop talkin about love
Ooh, let me go in down, go in down, go in down, go in down, go in down, yes
I cant stop talkin about
I cant stop talkin about lo-oh, baby
I cant stop talkin about love, or my baby
I cant stop talkin about love, my baby, uh, my baby, my baby, yeah
Unnh, push, push, push it, push, push
Ounheahhonhouh
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Rhythm (feat. Ice-T, Donald D & Diva)
The rythm is both the songs manicle and it's demonic charge charge
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
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The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
I'm Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference what persuasion you are
As long as you know how to get up on the floor and start workin' a sweat
To a musical measure that makes you move as soon as the needle drops into the groove
So get up and dance to the gift I'm giving, forget about your troubles get into the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking 'bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Yo, yo, you know what the world needs...we need peace, rhythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
You linger for the rap singer, when Donald D brings the party to the deal my presence is felt world wide
You don't dance to this it's suicide
Put your hands into the air on, the M.C. cop, the girlies are pipen' hot
Natorious Lama is how I'm livin' don't step to me step to the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
You make me feel so good
Like I said before the world needs a lot more rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Talking 'bout the rhythm
Listen to the tracks that rolls, watch the mic as it glows
The lethal weapon got you trapped in this dance mode
Ice-T's throwin' words at you like dodge ball y'all
You gotta move get hit, if you get hit, you fall, no jokin', no boastin' and no bragging
Grip the mic like a .44 magnum, dust you off if you suck 'cause I ain't
You want me to write soft rhyme's, sorry, I write the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
(Talking 'bout) the rhythm
We need rhythm for the world to have peace and unity, we must first have rhythm
song performed by by Everlast
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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