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I dont want to know your name
And I, dont want your private number, baby All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your loving arms I want some,want some I set my sights on you (and no one else will do) And I I I I, I've got to have my way now, baby All I know is that to me You look like you're having fun Open up your loving arms Watch,out here I come *You spin me right round, baby Right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round I dont want to be your servant, baby And I would like to move in a little bit closer ** All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your loving arms Watch out, here I come *You spin me right round, baby Right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round |
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| 2. |
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| 3. |
| 4:10 |
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Your coat and hat are gone
I've really can't look at your little empty shelf A ragged teddy bear It feels like we never had a chance Don't look me in the eye We lay in each others arms But the room is just an empty space I guess we've lived it out Something in the air We smiled to fast then can't think of a thing to say Lived with the best times Left with the worst I've danced with you too long Nothing left to say Let's take what we can I know you hold your head up high We've raced for the last time A place of no return And there's is something in the air Something in my eye I've dance with you too long (yeah) Something in the air Something in my eye Abracadoo, I loose you We can't avoid the clash The big mistake Now we're gonna pay and pay The sentence of our lives Can't believe I'm asking you to go We used what we could To get the things we want But we lost each other on the way I guess you know I never wanted anyone more than you Lived all our best times Left with the worst I've danced with you to long Say what you will There's something in the air Raced for the last time Well I know you'll hold your head up high But it's nothing we have to say There's nothing in our eyes But there's something in the air Something in my eye I've danced with you too long There's something I have to say There's something in the air Something in my eye Do do do do Do do do do I've danced with you too long Do do do do Do do do do Danced with you too long Do do Danced with you too long Something in the air Something in the air Do do do do Do do do do |
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i've been watching me fall for it seems like years
watching me grow small, i watch me disappear slipping out my ordinary world, out my ordinary eyes yeah slipping out the ordinary me into someone else's life into someone else's life... there's a thin white cold new moon and the snow is coming down and the neon bright tokyo lights flicker through the crowd i've been drifting around for hours and i'm lost and i'm tired when a whisper in my ear insatiable breathes "why don't you follow me inside?..." yeah the room is small, the room is bright her hair is black, the bed is white and the night is always young is always young... always young the night is always young... yeah i've been seeing them strip to the bone in the mirror on the wall seeing her swallow him whole like it's not me at all she holds out her hands and i follow her down to my knees and the sucking inside insatiable smiles "you will forget yourself in me..." yeah the room is small, the room is bright her eyes are black, the bed is white and the night is always young and the night goes on and on and the night is always young and the night is never over and over and over and over and over... and this it's gone and this it's gone yeah then it's gone yeah it's a cruel mean cold new day and outside the snow is still coming down and in the blood red tokyo bed i watch me coming round she pulled him down for hours deeper than i've ever been and as i fall in the mirror on the wall i'm watching me scream i'm watching me scream i'm watching me scream i'm watching me scream yeah i've been watching me go for it must be years watching me get slow, i watch me disappear and one day, yeah i know, i won't come back at all... and always over and over in his ordinary eyes i'm watching me fall i'm watching me fall i'm watching me fall i'm watching me fall |
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| 5:54 |
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I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me I get this feeling I'm in motion A sudden sense of liberty I don't care 'cause I'm not there And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow Again and again I've taken too much Of the things that cost you too much I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun... When I was a very small boy, Very small boys talked to me Now that we've grown up together They're afraid of what they see That's the price that we all pay And the value of destiny comes to nothing I can't tell you where we're going I guess there was just no way of knowing I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun... I feel so extraordinary Something's got a hold on me I get this feeling I'm in motion A sudden sense of liberty The chances are we've gone too far You took my time and you took my money Now I fear you've left me standing In a world that's so demanding I used to think that the day would never come I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun My morning sun is the drug that brings me near To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear I used to think that the day would never come That my life would depend on the morning sun... |
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| 6. |
| 4:14 |
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| 7. |
| 3:41 |
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Some girls got worries
so disconnect me mind and soul tormented there so disconnected but my kind of trouble is you but my kind of trouble is you Some boys got trouble it's money they need others got nothing to live for but I'm so free How well they know heartache They're so disillusioned but my kind of trouble is you but my kind of trouble is you My black angel death's come it's singing for me |
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| 8. |
| 7:10 |
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[Eric B]: Yo Rakim what's up?
[Rakim]: Yo I'm doing the knowledge E. I'm trying to get paid in full [E]: Well check this out since Nobry Walters is our agency right? [R]: True [E]: Kara Lewis is our agent [R]: Word up [E]: Zakia/4th & Broadway is our record company [R]: Indeed [E]: Okay so who we rollin with? [R]: We rollin with Rush [E]: Of Rushtown Management. Check this out since we talking over this def beat that I put together, I wanna hear some of them def rhymes, know what I'm sayin? And together, we can get paid in full... [Rakim] Thinkin of a master plan Cuz ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint So I start my mission- leave my residence Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid So I think of all the devious things I did I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous I feel great! so maybe I might just Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive Then maybe I'll stay alive So I walk up the street whistlin this Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of Fish, which is my favorite dish But without no money it's still a wish Cos I don't like to dream about gettin paid So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made To now test to see if I got pull Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full |
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| 4:54 |
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| 10. |
| 1:20 |
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| 11. |
| 4:36 |
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I wanna know
What you're thinking. There are some things you can't hide. I wanna know What you're feeling. Tell me what's on you mind. Here i am in silence, Looking round without a clue. I find myself along again. All alone with you. I can see behind your eyes, The things that i don't know. If you hide away from me, How can our love grow? I wanna know What you're thinking. There are some things you can't hide. I wanna know What you're feeling. Tell me what's on your mind. I know I could break you down, But what good would it do? I could surely never know That what you say is true. Here i am in silence, It's a game i have to play. You and i in silence. With nothing else to say. I wanna know What you're thinking. There are some things you can't hide. I wanna know What you're feeling. Tell me what's on your mind. I wanna know What you're thinking. There are some things you can't hide. I wanna know What you're feeling. Tell me what's on your mind. I wanna know What you'er thinking. There are some things you can't hide. I wanna know What you're feeling. Tell me what's on your mind. |
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| 12. |
| 4:09 |
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pump up the volume
pump up the volume pump up the volume pump up the volume brothers and sisters pump up the volume we're gonna need you brothers and sisters pump up the volume pump that baby brothers and sisters pump up the volume we're gonna need you brothers and sisters pump up the volume pump pump it ay rock the house rock the house ah yea ah yea do it do it do it yea yea yea yea boogie down bo bo boogie down boogie down here we go, c'mon do it do it do it pump up the volume pump up the volume pump up the volume dance dance rythmic, systemic and world control magnetic, genetic, dement your soul rythmic, systemic and world control magnetic, genetic, dement your soul rythmic, systemic and world control magnetic, genetic, dement your soul rythmic, systemic and world control magnetic, genetic, dement your soul put the needle on the record put the needle on the record put the needle on the record put the needle on the record put the needle on the record when the song beats go like this pump up the volume pump up the volume pump up the volume dance dance mars needs women mars needs women |
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| 3:07 |
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Yo Rakim what's up? Yo I'm doing the knowledge E. I'm trying to get paid in fullWell check this out since Nobry Walters is our agency right?TrueKara Lewis is our agent Word up Zakia/4th & Broadway is our record company Indeed Okay so who we rollin with? We rollin with Rush Of Rushtown Management. Check this out since we talking overthis def beat that I put together, I wanna hear some of themdef rhymes, know what I'm sayin? And together, we can getpaid in full...Thinkin of a master planCuz ain't nuthin but sweat inside my handSo I dig into my pocket, all my money is spentSo I dig deeper but still comin up with lintSo I start my mission- leave my residenceThinkin how could I get some dead presidentsI need money, I used to be a stick-up kidSo I think of all the devious things I didI used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funnyStop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the moneyBut now I learned to earn cos I'm righteousI feel great! so maybe I might justSearch for a 9 to 5, if I striveThen maybe I'll stay aliveSo I walk up the street whistlin thisFeelin out of place cos, man, do I missA pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape ofMe and Eric B, and a nice big plate ofFish, which is my favorite dishBut without no money it's still a wishCos I don't like to dream about gettin paidSo I dig into the books of the rhymes that I madeTo now test to see if I got pullHit the studio, cos I'm paid in full
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