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WILDER
Could I get much colder To live somewhere else In my head and in my heart Is it to much to forgive And if I were much wiser Maybe I would realise That it's not where you are It's who you're with But maybe it's brighter down there Maybe it's wilder Maybe it's brighter down there Maybe it's wilder You have seen the worst of me For that I'm truly sorry It's not you, it's this place And not knowing where to turn Maybe I would be sorry But I need to find out I know you don't understand I can't blame you for that But maybe it's brighter down there Maybe it's wilder maybe it's brighter down there Maybe it's wilder |
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Do you lie awake in the morning
Trying to find a reason to call me Cause honey all that I've been doing Is thinking about your smile But none of this is necessary with me baby You see baby Cause I like to keep it all simple Cause you are my Satellite So I trying to keep you in sight But with all this space Can we keep it alive Keep it alive So I asking you baby Are you coming down tonight There something in the air tonight That feels right But youe keeping me guessing And I finding it hard to catch your eye So move a little closer It's alright I know what you've thinking You've been circling me for a while Cause you are my Satellite So I trying to keep you in sight But with all this space Can we keep it alive Keep it alive So I asking you baby Are you coming down tonight Cause you are my Satellite So I trying to keep you in sight But with all this space Can we keep it alive Keep it alive So I asking you baby Are you coming down tonight |
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1. Hush little baby, don’t say a word.
Papa’s gonna buy you a mocking bird. 2. If that mockingbird don’t sing, Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring. 3. If that diamond ring turns brass, Papa’s gonna buy you a looking glass. 4. If that looking glass gets broke, Papa’s gonna buy you a billy goat. 5. If that billy goat don’t pull, Papa’s gonna buy you a cart and bull. 6. If that cart and bull turn over, Papa’s gonna buy you a dog named Rover. 7. If that dog named Rover don’t bark, Papa’s gonna buy you a horse and cart. 8. If that horse and cart fall down, You’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town. |
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| 3:21 |
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Morning Train (Nine to Five)
by Sheena Easton I wake up every mornin`, I stumble out of bed Stretchin` and yawnin`, another day ahead It seems to last forever, and time goes slowly by Till babe and me`s together, then it starts to fly `Cause the moment that he`s with me time can take a flight The moment that he`s with me, everything`s alright Night time is the right time, we make love Then it`s his and my time, we take off My baby takes the morning train he works from nine till five and then He takes another home again to find me waitin` for him My baby takes the morning train he works from nine till five and then He takes another home again to find me waitin` for him He takes me to a movie, or to a restaurant, to go Slow dancing, anything I want Only when he`s with me, I catch light Only when he gives me, makes me feel alright My baby takes the morning train he works from nine till five and then He takes another home again to find me waitin` for him All day I think of him dreamin` of him constantly I`m crazy mad for him, and he`s crazy mad for me When he steps off that train I`m makin` a fool, a fight Work all day to earn his pay so we can play all night My baby takes the morning train he works from nine till five and then He takes another home again to find me waitin` for him He`s always on that morning train He works so hard to find me waiting for him ooh~~ waiting waiting~ |
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| 4:29 |
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Your eyes tell me how you love me Can feel it in your heart beat I know you like what you see Hold me, I'll give that you need Wrap your love around me You're so excited, I can feel you Getting hotter, oh baby I'll take you down, I'll take you down Where no one's ever gone before And if you want more, if you want more More, more, more Jump for my love Jump in and feel my touch Jump you want to taste my kisses In the night then Jump, jump for my love Jump, I know my heart can make you happy Jump in, you know these arms Can feel you up Jump, you want to taste my kisses In the night then Jump, jump for my love You told me, I'm the only woman for you Nobody does you like I do Then make a move before you try and Go much farther, oh baby You're the one, you, you are the one And heaven waits here at my door And if you want more, If you want more, more, more then When you are next to me, oh I come alive Your love burns inside Feels so right Come to me if you want me tonight jump Jump if you want to taste my kisses In the night then Jump, jump, jump Jump, you know my heart can Make you happy Jump, you know these arms can feel you up Jump in, you want to taste my kisses In the night then Jump, jump for my love |
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| 4:23 |
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| 10. |
| 3:39 |
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A verdadeira baiana sabe ser falsa
Salsa, valsa e samba quando quer A verdadeira baiana e transafricana E pos americana, Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a outra e falsa E a falsa falsa, falta pedigree e axe A verdadeira baiana e a matriarca A menina homem, o deus mulher Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira baiana nao marca o samba Com a cocaina da vinheta de TV Sabe faze-lo mas segue atras do mais belo O trieletrikitch, som nao se ve Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira baiana transmuda o mundo Com seu gingado de ceticismo e fe Neo-asiatica, ela e supralusitana E verdadeira e falsa quando quer Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le Rum, Pi, drum-machine, Le A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e A verdadeira e baiana, a verdadeira e baiana, e. |
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| 12. |
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| 4:05 |
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Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew That someday it would lead me back to you That someday it would lead me back to you That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on sunday morning And I never want to leave Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather still together when it ends That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on sunday morning And I never want to leave But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you Singing sunday it'll bring me back to you Find a way to bring myself back home to you may not know That may be all I need In darkness she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning flower in your hair |
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I'm just a symptom of my time
just a victim of my mind Turning deaf and dumb and blind cause I need to I'm inescapably obsessed with the thoughts I have repressed How I look when I'm undressed to receive you Why do you think your love could ever change me Why you don't know anything about me baby Should I wax or should I shave be a master or a slave Would a good girl misbehave like I plan to Do I smile or do I pout turn the collar in or out It's the little things that count baby can't you see that I I just can't take it anymore I need to find some kind of light behind the door And it gets me down yes it gets me down Everybody's got it right but me somehow And it gets me down spins my head around Life really should be easier by now I read another magazine see the star I've never been Hope is something in between all the pages So I buy a promise in a jar I try to cover up the scars There's no shelter from the storm when it rages I've tried so long and hard and nothing changes God must be laughing as he turns away And it gets me down yes it gets me down Everybody's got it right but me somehow And it gets me down spins my head around Life really should be easier for me by now And it gets me down spins my head around Life really should be easier by now I I just can't take it anymore I need to find some kind of light behind the door I'm just a symptom of my time I'm just a symptom of my time I'm just a symptom of my time I'm just a symptom of my time |
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| 5:03 |
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<Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right Little darlin' it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darlin' it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Little darlin' the smiles returning to their faces Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Little darlin' I feel the ice is slowly meltin' Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been clear Here come the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Here come the sun, here comes the sun It's all right, it's all right |
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| 4:22 |
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| 5. |
| 4:12 |
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| 4:03 |
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| 3:37 |
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| 5:29 |
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| 9. |
| 3:02 |
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Ex-fan des sixties
Petite Baby Doll Comme tu dansais bien le Rock 'n 'Roll Ex-fan des sixties Ou sont tes annees folles Que sont devenues toutes tes idoles - Ou est l'ombre des Shadows Des Byrds, des Doors Des Animals Des Moo- Dy Blues Separes Mac Cartney Georges Harrison Et Ringo Starr Et John Lennon - ex-fan des sixties Petite Baby Doll Comme tu dansais bien le Rock 'n 'Roll Ex-fan des sixties Ou sont tes annees folles Que sont devenues toutes tes idoles - Disparus Brian Jones Jim Morrison Eddy Cochran Buddy Holly Idem Jimi Hendrix Otis Redding Janis Joplin T.Rex Elvis |
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| 2:26 |
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Sous aucun pretexte,
Je ne veux Avoir de reflexes, Malheureux Il faut que tu m'ex- pliques un peu mieux Comment te dire adieu Mon coeur de silex Vite prend feu Ton coeur de pyrex Resiste au feu Je suis bien perplexe, Je ne veux Me resoudre aux adieux Je sais bien qu'un ex Amour n'a pas de chance, ou si peu Mais pour moi un ex- plication voudrait mieux Sous aucun pretexte Je ne veux Devant toi surex- poser mes yeux Derriere un kleenex Je saurais mieux Comment te dire adieu Comment te dire adieu Tu as mis a l'index nos nuits blanches, nos matins gris-bleu Mais pour moi un ex- plication voudrait mieux Sous aucun pretexte, Je ne veux Devant toi surex- poser mes yeux Derriere un kleenex Je saurais mieux Comment te dire adieu Comment te dire adieu Comment te dire adieu |
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| 4:14 |
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I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything If you see the wonder of a fairy tale You can take the future even if you fail I believe in angels Something good in everything I see I believe in angels When I know the time is right for me I'll cross the stream I have a dream I have a dream, a fantasy To help me through reality And my destination makes it worth the while Pushing through the darkness still another mile I believe- in angels Something good in everything I see I believe in angels When I know the time is right for me I'll cross the stream I have a dream I have dream, a song to sing To help me cope with anything If you see the wonder of a fairy tale You can take the future even if you fail I believe- in angels Something good in everything I see I believe in angels When I know the time is right for me I'll cross the stream - I have a dream I'll cross the stream - I have a dream - |
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| 3:57 |
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| 13. |
| 4:19 |
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He(she) was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes
From the moment I saw him(her) the sun filled the sky. He(she) was so, so beautiful, beautiful just to hold. In my dreams he(she) was springtime: winter was cold How could I tell him(her) what I so clearly could see? Though I longed for him(her), another trusted me completely So I never could be free. Ah, but it was beautiful, knowing now that he(she) cared. I will always remember times that we shared. Now it's all over still the feelings linger on. For my dream keeps returning now that he's(she's) gone. For it was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful to be loved. |
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| 4:35 |
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| 4:05 |
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| 4:37 |
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| 4:37 |
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| 18. |
| 4:15 |
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I kiss my window facing south
where endless rains are splashing blue My mouth spills an ocean of words crashing waves of intention If I stood still Under dark gray skies Would memories flood me With alibis It's here where I stand with time in hand Prophesize those days Rain on me Wash the rain away my dear Incandescence can dance through white shades of sand Perfects skies tell the tides Rain on me A thousand days of rain And I see the sunrise kissing my face sometimes And I know the sun shines down on me Rain on me Feel the sunlight in my face See the sunshine in my grace Now that I know I am here Wash the rain away my dear |
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