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| 2. |
| 3:33 |
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| 3. |
| 3:12 | 
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Umm..I noticed you around.
I find you very attractive, I noticed you around...umm I find you very attractive, I find you very attractive, Umm...would you go to bed with me? I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. Would you..umm... I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. Would you..umm... Umm...would you go to bed with me? I noticed you around, I find you very attractive. I noticed you around...umm. |
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| 4. |
| 3:43 |
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| 5. |
| 3:30 |
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Begin to eat the dust of Baja California
It's a great pleasure It's a great, great pleasure It's a great pleasure to have all of you here today But I thought you all might begin your tour here Senator welcome to our microphones Is there anything of yours that we can keep as a memento of this visit? Take California Take California Take California Take California Take California That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright That's alright |
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| 5:27 |
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In the eyes of the beholder
There's beauty in everything It all depends on just how hard you?re looking That gets you what life brings So I really don't mind waiting Though you?re half a world away It's remembering your silly smile That gets me through the day I read fifteen chapters of a Real slow book today And I noticed for a short time That I forgot you'd gone away Through two hole pots of coffee I washed the dishes and I cleaned the shelves Then I thought I heard you tell me To stop feeling sorry for myself So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I would love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name I know I could have had a life of sandy beaches Champagne and top shelf wine But 'cos life doesn't last forever I chose you and got it right the first time We'll make hay while the sun shines And love 'til the evening fades And that beats riches It's a better life we've made, so while So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I'd love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name So when you get home, boy, look out I'll show you just what loves all about There'll be candles and wine I'll pull down the blind and I'll tell All our friends that we're out So some, they, they talk of cease fire Or heading for higher ground Like a frog that jumps to water lilies You?re the safest thing I've found And if you weren't so beautiful I'd love you just the same You'd be a rose by any other name |
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| 7. |
| 3:56 |
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Your construction
Smells of corruption I manipulate to recreate This air to ground sage Gotta launder my karma I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans You'll get down on your muthafuckin' knees And it's time for your sickness again Come on and tell me what you need Tell me what is making you bleed We got two more minutes and We gonna cut to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees Tell me is it time to get down I'm blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin' I'm blown to the maxim Two hemispheres battlin' Suckin' up, one last breath Take a drag off of death Hey Mr. Policeman Is it time for getting away Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin' road And running from your ass today Now tell me if do you agree Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed I got a few more minutes and I'm gonna out to what you need So one of six so tell me One do you want to live And one of seven tell me Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees Tell me is it time to get down Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize Got a revolution behind my eyes We got to get up and organize You want a revolution behind your eyes We got to get up and organize Come on baby tell me Yes we aim to please |
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| 8. |
| 4:17 |
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Watch me ride:
I'm a sexual animal, eat you like a cannibal, Crammed full of energy, I'm inflammable, Yeah, I finish my beer So come here and get nice while I lick your ear, Put your legs over there and kinda swing on the chair, I swear you look wicked with your panties in your hair, Eyes half closed, Cute little nose, And like a pound of self-raising I just rose and rose, Stepped out of my clothes started doing the right thing, I was pumping and she was biting, Yeah, lightning flashed and thunder roared, The girl had her finger on my keyboard, Oh lord, this is gonna last all night, If lovin' you is wrong I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If I come first well that's the worse scenario, I push you harder than Sanchez Vicario, I mean it, 20th Century Fox on the screening, One take like an earthquake make the bed brake, We be famous worldwide overnight And get tired of magazine articles we're forced to write. I take a delight in making the bed springs sing all night, If lovin' you is wrong I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. I give a massage, Skin supercharge, Imagination on turbo situation large, Sometimes you handle me kinda course, Like a horse, the bed a wrecked To keep from flying. I got my teeth in her neck... If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. If lovin' you is wrong, I don't want to be right. |
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| 3:13 |
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| 10. |
| 3:34 |
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| 11. |
| 3:11 |
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Once upon a time, not too long ago,
We took a day out in Manchester. We all fall down, There's not enough hours in our day. Played a bit of football, fell into the union, Barged our way to the toilet. With the Kung Fu king, There's not enough hours in our day. I remember seeing someone, dressed in a suit, Looking like a lunatic. And we all fall down, There's not enough hours in our trip. Well Academy coffee, is breaking your hands, We got lovely posters to sell. We all fall down, There's not enough hours in our day. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. Finally made our way back to the train, Rolling into Sheffield tonight. And it all falls down, There's not enough hours in our life. Try and guess my weight, wait at the station, Whippin' Piccadilly tonight. And it all falls down, There's not enough hours in our life. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. We like lovin' yeah, And the wine we share. |
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| 12. |
| 3:57 |
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I'm on lonely street age nearly three
Recently Mama's crying all the time is it because of me or my younger sister, even Dad was weeping when he kissed her. Face all puffy like a blister, crying like he missed her. Since we moved away from the house, where we used to play. They say I'll understand on day but I doubt it, Mama never say nothing about it. How'd it get to be so crowded. I found it a strain, everywhere I look I see pain. And I can't escape the feeling, maybe I'm to blame. So I strain to listen, Praying for a decision, wishing they where kissing. This feels like extradition or exile, Mama finds it hard to smile So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style. She says child I'm working so there's nothing you lack. But she know I want my Dad I want my family back. I'm on Lonely Street, age forty three. Couldn't gauge when to quit so my wife quit me. Took offense, took the kids, I wish that was the end. But before she took her leave she took care of my best friend. Working all the hours. God send was not the tactic You see, because after ten years I'm [??]. Wanted to make the cash quick so I had to work real late. Bad sex, my woman's vex, even if I stay awake. And if I'm honest, I had a little cake at the office. I was eating. We'd do our cheating over coffees, making tea for the bosses. Making free with me, and I agree I got sleazy too easily. But I'm forty three, this doesn't usually happen to me. Now I'm lonely, I wonder what my son's doing today. Suddenly I'm blinking like the screen on my computer display. And I'm drinking. Concerned about what's down the track if I don't get my family back. I want my family back I'm on Lonely Street, number fifty three. Boarded up property, I'll probably get pulled down. Litter all around inside there's no sound and no light. But yo it gets busy at night, People creeping. Derelicts sneaking to fix. Speaking. On the way my timbers creaking, Roof leaking. And bricks coming loose, knee high in refuse. But even though I'm a slum, I'm still of some use. There was a time when my walls where decorated. And under my roof children where educated. But now paint's faded, windows are all smashed, a crash in the economy robbed me of my family. And no strategy, combats negative equity, so that's it. Like violence it's drastic. I'm freaking, and seeking to be more than just a house for crack. Somebody bring my family back. |
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| 13. |
| 4:10 |
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| 14. |
| 5:00 |
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