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Do I move you, are you willin'
Do I groove you, is it thrillin' Do I soothe you, tell the truth now Do I move you, are you loose now The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases meAre you ready for this action Does it give you satisfaction Are you hip to what I'm sayin' If you are then let's start swayin' The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases meWhen I touch you do you quiver Form your head down to your liver It you like it let me know it Don't be psychic or you'll blow it The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases me |
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When you like a fellow Try to treat him right Give him your attention Day and NightWhen he starts to smilin' And he's got you uptight Shower him with kisses Day and nightTell him how you love him Tell him he's out of sight Then he'll know you dig him Day and nightIf he wants to leave you And you think he might Beg him not to leave you Day and nightTell him that you're lonely Tell him that you're cold Tell him that you need him Here to (Satisfy your soul)If he likes to dance now Tell you what you do When you see him comin' down the street You start to (Do the bungaloo)Oh no, even when he's wrong Tell him that he's righr You can take the blame Both day and night |
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In the dark It's just you and I Not a sound Ther's not one sigh Just the beet of my poor heart In the darkNow, in the dark, in the dark I get such a thrill When he presses his fingertips Upon my lips And he begs me to plase keep still In the darkBut soon This dance will be endin' And you're gonna be missed Gee, I'm not pretendin' 'Cause I swear it's fun Fun to be kissedIn the dark Now we will find What the rest Have left behind Just let them dance We're gonna find romance Lord, in the dark |
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I say real real Our love is real to me It thrills me With perfect liberty When you tell me you love me And you hold me and kiss me Then I know it's real real It's so real to meI say real real Our love is real to me Please thrills me With your kisses sweet Tell your papa and your mama One day soon we're gonna Have a great weddin' day It's so real to meI say real real Out love is real to me It gives me perfect liberty When you tell me you love me And you hold me and kiss me Then I know it's real It's so real to meI say real now, real It's so real to me Please thrill me With your kisses sweet Tell your papa and your mama One day soon we're gonna Have a great weddin' day It's so real so me So real so real It's so real to me |
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My man's gone now Ain't no use a listenin' For his tired footsteps Climbin' up the stairsOld man sorrow's Come to keep me company Whisperin' beside me When I say my prayers When I say my prayersHe come aroud He come up, he come around Ain't that I mind workin' Workin' means travelers Journeyin' togheter To the promised landBut old man sorrow Mountin' all the way with me Tell' me that I'm old now Since I lose my man Since I lose my manSince I lose my man |
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Langston Hughes, Nina SimoneMr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash
Just who do think I am You raise my taxes, freeze my wages And send my son to VietnamYou give me second class houses And second class schools Do you think that alla colored folks Are just second class fools Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you With the backlash bluesWhen I try to find a job To earn a little cash All you got to offer Is your mean old white backlash But the world is big Big and bright and round And it's full of folks like me Who are black, yellow, beige and brown Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you With the backlash bluesMr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash Just what do you think I got to lose I'm gonna leave you With the backlash blues You're the one will have the blues Not me, just wait and see |
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I want a little sugar
in my bowl I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad I feel so funny and I feel so sad I want a little steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go What's a matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I need some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowl You've been acting different I've been told Soothe me I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go What's a matter Daddy Come on save my soul I want some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowl. |
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I want a little sugar
in my bowl I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad I feel so funny and I feel so sadI want a little steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I need some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowlYou been acting different I've been told Soothe me I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on save my soul I want some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some - yeah - in my bowl. |
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You took my love and now you gone
Since I fell for you Love brings such misery and pain I guess I'll never be the same Since I fell for you It's too bad It's so sad I'm in love with you You love me Then you snub me But what can I do? I'm still in love with you I guess I'll never see the lights I get the blues 'bout every night Since I fell for you |
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There is a house in New Orleans Call it the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin Of many a poor girl And me, oh Lord, I'm oneIf I'd listened what my mama said Be at home today Bein' so young And foolish, my Lord Let a gambler lead me astrayMy mother was a tailor Sews new blue jeans My sweetheart's is a drunkarad, Lord Drinks down in New OrleansGo tell my baby sister Never do what I have done Shun that house in New Orleans They call it the Rising SunGoin' back to New Orleans Race is almost run Goin' back to spend my life Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord Beneath, oh now Beneath the rising, rising sun Now, nowYou come on bye |
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Hey Lordy mama I heard you wasn't feeling' good They're spreadin' dirty rumors All around the neighborhood They say you're mean and evil And don't know what to do That's the reason that he's gone And left you black and blue Hey yeah Tell me what you gonna do nowThey say he's left you all alone To weather this old storm He's got another woman now Hangin' on his arm, yeah yeah yeah That old fool's tellin' everybody He's sick and tired of you Hey Lordy Lordy mama What you gonna do Hey yeah Tell me what you gonna doThey say you love to fuss and fight And bring a good man down And don't know how to treat him They say you ain't behind him And just don't understand And think that you're a woman But actin' like a man Hey Lordy mama What you gonna do nowGet your nerves together, baby And set the record straight Set it straight Let the whole round world know It wasn't you That cause his bitter fate All these years you loved him And he knows it's true 'Cause what you're wantin' For your man Is what he's wantin', too Hey yeah Tell me what you gonna do nowWhen you love a man enough You're bound to disagree 'Cause ain't nobody perfect 'Cause ain't nobody free Hey Lordy mama Tell me what you gonna do What you gonna do |
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Do I move you, are you willin'
Do I groove you, is it thrillin' Do I soothe you, tell the truth now Do I move you, are you loose now The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases meAre you ready for this action Does it give you satisfaction Are you hip to what I'm sayin' If you are then let's start swayin' The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases meWhen I touch you do you quiver Form your head down to your liver It you like it let me know it Don't be psychic or you'll blow it The answer better be (Yes, yes) That pleases me |
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