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> Try me Try me
Darlin tell me I need you Try me Try me And your love will always be true Oh I need you (I need you) Hold me Hold me I want you right here by my side Hold me Hold me And your love we won't hide Oh I need you (I need you) Oh i need you (I need you) Oh oh walk with me (walk with me) Talk with me (talk with me) I want you to stop my heart from crying Walk with me (walk with me) Talk with me (talk with me) And your love stops my heart from dying Oh I need you (I need you hoo hoo) |
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| 2:49 |
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| 3:30 |
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All aboard for night train
Miami, Florida Atlanta, Georgia Raleigh, North Carolina Miami, Florida Atlanta, Georgia Raleigh, North Carolina Washington, D.C. Oh, and Richmond, Virginia too Baltimore, Maryland Philadelphia New York City, take it home Boston, Massachusetts And don't forget New Orleans, the home of the blues Oh, yeah, night train Night train, night train Carry me home Night train Carry me home Night train Carry me home |
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| 2:22 |
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Alone from night to night you′ll find me
Too weak to break the chains that bind me I need no shackles to remind me I′m just a prisoner of love For one command I stand and wait now From one who′s master of my fate now I can′t escape for it′s too late now I′m just a prisoner of love What′s the good of my caring if someone is sharing those arms with me Although she has another, I can′t have another for I′m not free She′s in my dreams awake or sleeping Upon my knees to her I′m creeping My very life is in her keeping I′m just a prisoner of love (brief instrumental interlude) What′s the good of my caring if someone is sharing those arms with me Although she has another, I can′t have another for I′m not free She′s in my dreams awake or sleeping Upon my knees to her I′m creeping My very life is in her keeping I′m just a prisoner of love |
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You got your high-heeled sneakers on,
Slip-in mules. You got your high-heeled sneakers on, And your slip-in mules. You′re more than all right, You know you′re out of sight. You got a shapely _gure, mama, That′s keep′n′ me uptight. You got a shapely _gure, mama, A-keep me uptight. You′re too much! You know you′re out of sight. Hey! The way you do the things you do, The way you kiss me, too, The way you do the things you do, The way you kiss me, too, A heart delight, that′s what you are. You know you′re out of sight. Ho! Hey, hey. You got a sweet disposition. Ho! You′re always right. You got a sweet disposition. You know you′re always right. You know just what you′re doin′, baby: You know you′re out of sight. Ow! You′re too much. You′re the end. You′re so hip, baby. You know just where it′s at. You′re beautiful, mama. Most of all, you′re honest. There′s no doubt you′re out of sight. Out of sight! Whoo, wee! Out of sight! |
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| 2:06 |
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Come here sister.....Papa's in the swing
He ain't too hip...about that new breed thing He ain't no drag Papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama....and dig this crazy scene He's not too fancy....but his line is pretty clean He ain't no drag. Papa's got a brand new bag He's doing the Jerk.... He's doing the Fly Don't play him cheap 'cause you know he ain't shy He's doing the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes, Jump back Jack, See you later alligator. Come here sister Papa's in the swing He ain't too hip now but I can dig the new breed thing; He ain't no drag He's got a brand new bag Oh papa! He's doing the Jerk Papa...he's doing the Jerk He's doing the twist ... just like this, He's doing the Fly ev'ry day and ev'ry night And the thing....like the Boomerang. Hey....come on Hey! Hey.....come on Hey! Hey....says he's uptight...he's out of sight... Come on. See whatcha know. Come on. |
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| 2:46 |
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Wo! I feel good, I knew that I wouldn t of
I feel good, I knew that I wouldn t of So good, so good, I got you Wo! I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, I got you When I hold you in my arms I know that I can do no wrong and when I hold you in my arms My love won t do you no harm and I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, I got you When I hold you in my arms I know that I can t do no wrong and when I hold you in my arms My love can t do me no harmand I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, well I got you Wo! I feel good, I knew that I wouldn t of I feel good, I knew that I would So good, so good, cause I got you So good, so good, cause I got you So good, so good, cause I got you |
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| 2:47 |
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This is a man's world, this is a man's world
But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl You see, man made the cars to take us over the road Man made the trains to carry heavy loads Man made electric light to take us out of the dark Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark This is a man's, a man's, a man's world But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl Man thinks about a little baby girls and a baby boys Man makes then happy 'cause man makes them toys And after man has made everything, everything he can You know that man makes money to buy from other man This is a man's world But it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl He's lost in the wilderness He's lost in bitterness |
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| 2:51 |
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Ha!
I don′t care ha about your past I just want ho our love to last dee I don′t care darlin′ about your faults huh I just want to satisfy your pulse Oh When you kiss me When you mess me Hold my hand Make me understand I break out - in a cold sweat Ho! Uh! Ho! I don′t care about your wants I just wanna ha! tell ya about the does and don′ts I don′t care about the way you treat me darlin′ ha! I just want huh! to understand me honey Oh When you kiss me And ya miss me You hold me tight Make everything all right I break out - in a cold sweat heh! Mercy on me C′mon now Brother put it, put it where it′s at now Aww Let him have it uh! Awww! |
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| 3:50 |
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| 3:35 |
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| 3:31 |
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| 2:37 |
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You come home late from work, baby
You wonder why it ain′t on the table After the day that I′ve had I don′t believe I′m able You give me every little reason in the book But there′s one thing that I think you′ve overlooked you say you′re tired, well so am I Baby you′ve got to try and Meet halfway or we ain′t gonna make it, baby Meet halfway if you want to get it right Meet halfway cause I ain′t gonna take it, baby Meet halfway in the middle of the night Our love is kind of stalled, baby But it aint about the sex I′d trade the roses and the negligees If we could just connect I go deeper when you look into my eyes There′s a place where neither one of us can hide And it′s up to us to reinvent the game Love it when you call my name and Meet halfway, ain′t no doubt about it, baby Meet halfway, and we′re halfway home Meet halfway, got to scream and shout it, baby Meet me halfway and I′ll shake you to the bone |
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| 2:48 |
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Mama, come here quick,
bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. People standin′, standin′ in a trance. Sister out in the backyard doin′ the outside dance. Come′n tell me you love me, she didn′t wanna be a drag. I don′t know what she′s doin′, I think she′s got a brand new bag. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. People standin′, standin′ in a trance. Sister out in the backyard doin′ the outside dance. Come′n tell me you love me, she didn′t wanna be a drag. I don′t know what she′s doin′, I think she′s got a brand new bag. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. Mama, come here quick, bring me that lickin′ stick. |
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| 2:47 |
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| 2:50 |
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E E E E E E
Baby give it up or turn it a loose Uh ha baby gives it up or turn it a loose Starting over again Baby, give it up or turn it a loose Oh ha baby, give it up or turn it loose Oooooh all right Baby, give it up, oh turn it a loose oh Oh o o all night long, uh All right, hey, hey, hey, hey All night long, ain′t no use oh o Oh oo baby give it up ha Lord have mercy, hey, hey, hey, hey All night long, ain′t no use oh o Oh oo baby give it up ha Lord have mercy, hey, hey, hey, hey Uh ha oh oh e wow Baby need you so Uh turn it a loose Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, oh, oh, hold you tight Cause I need you so With all my might I′ve got to squeeze you Hold you tight because I love you so Oh oh oh baby oh |
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| 3:04 |
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| 25. |
| 3:02 |
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| 3:16 |
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| 3:09 |
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| 1. |
| 3:07 |
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| 2. |
| 2:51 |
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Fellas, I′m ready to get up and do my thing
I wanta get into it, man, you know... Like a, like a sex machine, man, Movin′... doin′ it, you know Can I count it off (Go anead) one, two, three, four Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene, like a sex machine Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene, like a sex machine Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene, like a sex machine Wait a minute Shake your arm, then use your form Stay on the scene like a sex machine You got to have the feeling sure as you′re born Get it together right on, right on Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) ♪~ Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Said~ I said the feeling you got to get Give me the fever in a cold sweat The way I like it is the way it is I got mine and don′t worry ′bout his Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene, like a sex machine Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) ♪~ Stay on the scene, like a sex machine ♪~ Get on up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get on up (get on up) ♪~ Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Stay on the scene, like a sex machine ♪~ Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) And then shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Shake your money maker Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up) Get up (get on up)...... |
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| 2:52 |
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| 3:32 |
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| 3:19 |
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| 3:07 |
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One-two One-Two-Three uh!
Hot pants- hey hot pants uh! smokin? Hot pants- smokin? that-hot pants That?s where it?s at a-that?s where it?s at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growin? Girl you?re blowin? my mind Thinkin? of loosin that funky feelin? don?t uh! Cause you got to use just what you got To get just what you want-a Hey hu! Hot pants! hey! hot pants smokin?! Hot pants make ya sure of yourself -good Lord You walk like you got the only lovin? left hey So brother- if you?re thinkin? of loosin? that feelin? Then don?t- ha Cause a woman got to use what she got To get just what she wants hey! Hey hotpants A-look a-hot pants won?t make ya dance But as slick as you are-ah! YOU make the pants Uh! hey brother- do ya like it? The girl over there with the funky pants on ha! She can ah! do the chicken all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on uh! She can do the Funky Broadway all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on Filthy MacNasty all night long Get down hu! the one over there With the mini dress ha! I ain?t got time- I still dig that mess Get down! but I like the hot pants Hey! I like a hot pants (Short Instrumental) Ooooh! Bring it home! One more! Hit me! Aaay! Bring it home! Bring it home! Oh uh! Bring it on home Bring it on home... |
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| 3:16 |
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| 3:16 |
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| 3:30 |
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| 12. |
| 2:53 |
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Ow, hey
Tell me what you're Gonna do about that Tell me what you're gonna do I got to know about that Is your love for real Do you know how I feel Tell me what you're Gonna do about that I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Come on I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine looker Gonna make me prance Come on, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good fine loving Son of a gun Come on, hey Do ya, do ya I love you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Squeeze me tight Hold me right Make me know you're mine Do you need all my love Yes, it's always fine I want you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Ahhh, Good God I said it's good now I said, baby, it's good now Come on, bring me up Lift me up on the other side I said you got to lift me up On the other side You got to lift me I said, ah, on the other You got to lift me up Good God, come on Bring your, bring your Bring your, aaahhh Good God You got to lift me up On the other side You, you, you, you, you I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Hey, hey, hey I feel it You know that I feel it You know that I feel it I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good hard fighting Loving son of a gun |
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Funkytown, nasty
(Hey, listen to the man) Yeah, I'm the Godfather (baby) People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people We got to get over Before we go under Hey, country Thank you for using Top40db.com. Didn't say what you meant Just changed Brand new funky President Stock market going up Jobs going down And ain't no funking Jobs to be found Taxes keep going up I changed from a glass Now I drink out of a paper cup It's getting bad People, people We got to get over Before we go under Listen to me Let's get together and raise Let's get together And get some land Raise our food like the man Save our money like the Mob Put up a fight down on the job Tell em, Godfather Turn up your funk motor Get down and praise the Lord Get sexy, sexy Get funky and dance Love me, baby, love me nice Don't make it once Can you make it twice I like it People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people Well, well, well Before we go under Turn on your funk motor I know it's tough Turn on your funk motor Until you get enough Hey, give yourself a Chance to come through Tell yourself, I can Do what you can do Hey, listen to the man I'm the Godfather Payback, cold-blooded People, people People, people Hey, people, people Don't you see what's going on People, people We got to get together Get on the good foot Change it, yeah Got to get together And get some land Raise our food just like the man Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I got to say it again We got to get together And buy some land Raise our food just like the man Save our money, do like the Mob Put up your fight right on the job We gotta get over Before we go under Time's getting short, Lord Country, do you know Just what I meant We just changed, we got A brand new funky President I need to be the Mayor So I could change Some things around here I need to be the Governor I need to be the Governor |
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| 4:00 |
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Ahhooww
Hey We´re collecting money here That´s right, we´re talking to you C´mon now, I need that money Not fooling with you, c´mon girls Just do what I do Get up offa that thing And dance till you feel better Get up offa that thing just try to release the pressure Sing Get up offa that thing Go ahead Girl Dance till you feel better Babe, get up offa that thing Try to release the pressure Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat Summer´s here and the time is right For dancing in the street We´re dancing in Chicago Down in New Orleans In New York City All we need is music Sweet, sweet music There´ll be music everywhere There´ll be swinging, swaying And records playing We´re dancing in the Street Oh, it doesn´t matter what you wear Just as long as you are there So c´mon Every guy grab a girl Everywhere around the world There´ll be dancing We´re dancing in the street This is an invitation Across the nation A chance for folks to meet There´ll be swinging, swaying And records playing We´re dancing in the street Oh, It doesn´t matter what you wear Just as long as you are there So c´mon Every guy grab a girl Everywhere around the world We´ll be dancing We´re dancing in the street This is an invitation Across the nation A chance for folks to meet Get up offa that thing I said get up offa that thing Get up offa that thing I said get up offa that thing |
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(Bodyheat)
When your body get down from aggravation (Bodyheat) And you need some love from fascination What's that? (Bodyheat) What's that? (Bodyheat) When your body won't do what you want it to And you don't do it 'cause you know you're through What's that? (Bodyheat) What's that? (Bodyheat) When you can't get your body, please And you need some love for your tension easin' What's that? (Bodyheat) What's that? (Bodyheat) Ah, payback Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? And you got to turn on the heat, take on that fresh air Turn on the heat, take on that fresh air Turn on the heat, take on that fresh air Turn on the heat, take on that fresh air Gimme some air, can't go nowhere Can I go to church, y'all? I'm having bad luck I'm having bad luck I'm having bad luck Got to release the [Incomprehensible] I'm having bad luck I'm having bad luck Got to release the [Incomprehensible] Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? Take me When I was a little boy about the age of one My mother told me that you're a loving son of a gun When I was a little boy about the age of two Get myself, then I had to do When I was a little boy about the age of three Don't want nobody bothering me When I was a little boy about the age of four Back up, had to take it myself, gonna give me some more When I was a little boy about the age of ten [Incomprehensible] catch myself, won't to do it again I was a little boy about the age of eleven Growing up, I can turn up the heat, take on that fresh air Can I go to church, y'all? Can I go to church, y'all? Can I beat upon, y'all? Can I get the horn, y'all? Gimme my loving, gimme my loving I want to give it up I want to give it up I want to give it up I want to give it up I count one, two, three Hit it, Jimmy Bodyheat Bodyheat When your body get down from aggravation And you need some love from fascination |
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MMMMMMMMmmm MMMMmm
HmmmmmMMMMMMMmmmmmm Daaaaaiiiiaaaaaaaaa- AaAAHHH(squeak)AAAAAh Hiii hiii HuH! Hiiiii!!!!! Hyeien!! Hyuiieh hi HIGH! OOH! Ooo uh OW! TOO FUNKY IN HE'E!!! Ow! GIMME SOME AIR! Too-wooooooo funky in he'e! Gimme some AAAAAAAAIR!! Open up the WINDOW, MAN! TOO FUN-KAY! (backup singers: 'Too Funky!") SAY IT! (singers: "Funky in here!") Gimme some aaaaaaaaaai'! (singers: "Funkety funk!") Toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo fun-kay (singers: "funk up the air!") .....in he'e! (singers vamp) Hwahh!!! GIMME SOME AIR! It too funky in he'e! Gimme some Air! Oo woo WOO WOO WOO WOO WOO woo Too FUN-KAY, OW! Gimme some AIR... ow, nyow! Bass needs... a little wat'rin' down. A-hoo HAH! Guitar could use... a little cool-uh sound-hyuh! Uh! I need a little air-fresh'ne'... under the drums-uh! Open up the window, y'all! Let out some! Too funky in he'e! WOOW!! Say it again! Whajoo say?! WATCHOO! Watcha-watcha-watcha! Wooow!!! Gimme some ai'! Geeya dah-ya maaain ain't leavin' no slack-uh! ha! Horns ain't holdin'... nothin' back! OOo, UH! Whole band knows that they gittin' down! The air's polluted with a fun-kay, fun-kay sound, Now say it a-gaiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! Whoooooooooaaaaaoeoeoeoeooooeoooooeeeeoooeee! OOdl-uh HYUH! HA! Bleeg-kay DEEK, Bleeg-KAY DEEK! Say it AGAIN! Can't tell ya! Open tha doo' HA! Gimme some! OOH! In the BRIDGE, y'all! Hooow, wow wow! Guitar man!! Put it in yo' funky hand And PLAY! Gettin' down tha's right! My name James Brown is gyown! Uh! Too fun-kay! Too fun-kay in he'e! SAAAAAAAAY it! Gimme some air! |
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