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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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
poem by Grace Mdemu
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Xxxtra
omake
special feature
extended edition
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
double cheese
free recharge
exclusive gift
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
riders
first class service
profit plus
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
long guarantee
high bonus
'buy 1 get 2' price
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Anything To Be Happy
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you run that extra distance
Would you spend that extra hour
Would you show that extra effort
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you feel that extra pain
Would you spend that extra cash
Would you drive that extra mile
What would you do for a touch of happiness
People would do anything to be happy
It is something they need
They do the “extras”
When it is all quite simple
Happiness comes from the inside
poem by Paul Celano
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Ooohhh Baby
Youre the kind of girl that
Everybodys warned me about
Youre the kind of person that
Everybodys here staring at
But now you are a topless dancer
Working out of a bar on times spuare
And everybody wishes you were back down in some corner
Only baby know, you make me go
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh
Your old man was the best p and e man
Down on the streets
And all the guy in the precinct
Always was watching for him on the beat
But when he ripped off seymour
He was really not a doing so fine
And everything is knots, well except -
- his hands and legs and maybe even mime
He see they just make them strip off, they say
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Hey, baby, ooohhh-ooohhh
Its very funny asking me
Why they keep the lights on down so low
Well, yesterdays chases todays competition
Or didnt you know
And all the fluorescent lighting make so your wrinkles
They dont show
And its very funny the way that
20 bucks an hour cannot go
If you dont make em go, now, now, now
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh
Everybody wondered bout you when you was seen
In drinking some beer
You got here from ohio and your mother said
You hooked her in the real near
Thats the way it goes now
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh
Hey, shake your bones now, mama
Ooohhh baby, ooohhh baby, ah
Hey, ooohhh baby, ooohhh
Walk it, now
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh) get down
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
(ooohhh baby, ooohhh, ooohhh baby, ooohhh)
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Fame
Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)
Fame, its not your brain, its just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)
Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
Fame (fame)
Fame, nien! its mine! is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe? , could it, babe?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(fame)
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame ,fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame
Whats your name?
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
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Fame And Fortune
Sittin' in the back of a limousine, feelin' just like a king
All the girls come runnin' to you, you're the latest thing
Sittin' up there at the top of the charts, lookin' like Mr. Cool
You take all the money, steal their hearts, they'll come runnin' to you
Your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
All your fame and your fortune, you better take a look around
With your fame and your fortune, careful who you talk to
Or the fame and your fortune, watch it all tumble down, yeah, oh listen now
Now you're lookin' for inspiration, somethin' to say
When you find that it don't come easy, you find them running away
You had it all in the palm of your hand, and let it slip away
You made it big, ooh so big, and then you threw it all away
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Fame and your fortune, hey you better take another look
At your fame and your fortune, it set you up, then it caught you
Fame and your fortune, surely gonna let you down, hey tell me now
(Solo)
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Take your fame and your fortune, wait and take a look around
For your fame and your fortune, who do you talk to
'Bout your fame and your fortune, as it all comes tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, yes all come tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, all comes tumbling down...
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song performed by by Bad Company
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My Girl
Written by ronald a. white and william robinson, jr.
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
And when its cold outside girl Ive got the month of may
Oh I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, talkin bout my girl, my girl
Ive got so much honey the bees envy me
Ive got a sweeter song baby than the birds in the trees
Well I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, talkin bout my girl, my girl
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I dont need no money, fortune, or fame
Ive got all the riches baby oneman can claim
Well I guess youd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, my girl, my girl, talkin bout my girl
My girl, talkin bout my girl
On a cloudy day with my girl
Ive even got the month of may with my girl
Talkin bout, talkin bout my girl
Talkin bout my girl
song performed by by Alabama
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New Sensations
I dont like guilt be it stoned or stupid
Drunk and disorderly I aint no cupid
Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve
I dont want pain, I want to walk not be carried
I dont want to give it up, I want to stay married
I aint no dog tied to a parked car
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
I want the principles of a timeless muse
I want to eradicate my negative views
And get rid of those people who are always on a down
Its easy enough to tell what is wrong
But thats not what I want to hear all night long
Some people are like human toulinols
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout some new sensations
Talkin a new sensations
I took my gpz out for a ride
The engine felt good between my thighs
The air felt cool, its was forty degrees outside
I rode to pennsylvania near the delaware gap
Sometimes I got lost and had to check the map
I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke
There were some country folk and some hunters inside
Somebody got themselves married and somebody died
I went to the juke box and played a hillbilly song
They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
And I headed for the mountains feeling warm inside
I love that gpz so much, you know that I could kiss her
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin bout your new sensations
Talkin new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Fame '90 (Gass Remix)
Fame 90
David Bowie
words and music by David Bowie, John Lennon and Carlos Alomar
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow
Fame
Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame
Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to crime
Fame
(What's your name?)
Fame
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it babe?
Really, really?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain
Fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame
Fame
What's your name?
(whispered)
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
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Fame & Fortune
Sittin in the back of a limousine, feelin just like a king
All the girls come runnin to you, youre the latest thing
Sittin up there at the top of the charts, lookin like mr. cool
You take all the money, steal their hearts, theyll come runnin to you
Your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
All your fame and your fortune, you better take a look around
With your fame and your fortune, careful who you talk to
Or the fame and your fortune, watch it all tumble down, yeah, oh listen now
Now youre lookin for inspiration, somethin to say
When you find that it dont come easy, you find them running away
You had it all in the palm of your hand, and let it slip away
You made it big, ooh so big, and then you threw it all away
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Fame and your fortune, hey you better take another look
At your fame and your fortune, it set you up, then it caught you
Fame and your fortune, surely gonna let you down, hey tell me now
(solo)
All your fame and your fortune, look what it brought you
Take your fame and your fortune, wait and take a look around
For your fame and your fortune, who do you talk to
bout your fame and your fortune, as it all comes tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, yes all come tumbling down
Fame and your fortune, fame and your fortune, all comes tumbling down...
song performed by by Bad Company
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My Girl
Ive got sunshine
On a cloudy day.
When its cold outside,
Ive got the month of may.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me.
Ive got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Ooooh, hoooo.
Hey, hey, hey. hey, hey, hey.
I dont need no money,
Fortune or fame.
Ive got all the riches, baby,
One man can claim.
Well, I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl. (my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl. (my girl)
Talkin bout my girl.
Ive got sushine on cloudy day
With my girl.
Ive even got the month of may
With my girl.
Talkin bout, talkin bout my girl . . .
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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My Girl
Bryan:
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
When its cold outside
Ive got the month of May
Bryan (All):
I guess youd say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
(My girl)
Shane:
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me
Ive got a sweeter song
Than the birds in the trees
Shane (All):
Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
My girl
Ooh
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooh yeah
Mark:
I dont need no money
Fortune or fame
Ive got all the riches baby
One man can claim
Mark (All):
Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl, ooh)
Talkin bout my girl
My Girl
Talkin bout my girl
Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day
With my girl,
I even got the month of May
My girl
Talkin bout
Talkin bout
My girl
Talkin bout my girl
song performed by by Westlife
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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
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Claim To Fame
What gives you this crazy thought
That you can talk to my woman
Whats your claim to fame
What gives you half a mind
To even think her name
Whats your claim to fame?
Whats your name?
Gonna give you just one more chance
To make amends to my woman
You got yourself to blame
Only thing thats left to do
Is to think real hard about what youre gonna do
About your crazy game
Whats your name?
Whats your name?
Who the hell do you think you are?
Whats your game?
Are you some top of the pops star?
What gives you this crazy thought
That you think you can talk to my woman
Whats your claim to fame?
What gives you half a mind
To even think her name
Whats your claim to fame?
Whats your name?
(charlton)
Copyright 1978 nazsongs/panache music ltd.
International copyright secured. all rights resereved.
1979 a&m records, inc.
song performed by by Nazareth
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My Girl
Ive got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When its cold outside
Ive got the month of may
I guess youd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
(my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl
(my girl)
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me
Ive got a sweeter song than
The birds in the trees
I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
(my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl
(my girl)
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooooh...
I dont need no money,
Fortune or fame
Ive got all the riches baby
One man can claim
Well I guess youll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
(my girl, my girl)
Talkin bout my girl
(my girl)
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Extras
THE CROCUSES in the Square
Lend a winsome touch to the May;
The clouds are vanished away,
The weather is bland and fair;
Now peace seems everywhere.
Hark to the raucous, sullen cries:
“Extra! extra!”—tersely flies
The news, and a great hope mounts, or dies.
About the bulletin-boards
Dark knots of people surge;
Strained faces show, then merge
In the inconspicuous hordes
That yet are the Nation’s lords.
“Extra! extra! Big fight at sea!”
Was the luck with us? Is it victory?
Dear God, they died for you and me!
Meanwhile the crocuses down the street
With heaven’s own patience are calm and sweet.
poem by Richard Francis Burton
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A Sunday Prayer 12
Dear Lord as I pray to you today
for help for all of us everywhere
to get through another day.
There are some in this world,
who need an extra blessing from you.
Their quality of life is not what it should be.
They are look on by some
as burden to our society.
They are pointed at with fingers,
by those showing little or no respect.
It is for these individuals that I want
you to give an extra blessing today.
Those among us who cannot
for whatever reason defend themselves.
Some have suffered terrible injuries
by either life or accident.
They need extra care from you
to see their lives through.
So as I finish this prayer
for Sunday my Lord.
Could you give them
a little extra of your time?
poem by David Harris
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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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