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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Forces Of Nature (포스 오브 네이처) by John Powell [ost] (1999)
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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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
(feat. Jadakiss)
ugh... yea... ugh... yea... yo... (Jadakiss) The game is dirty Watch how you playin it It's your bed Watch who you let lay in it It's your crib Watch who you let stay in it Cuz when you think they won't They just might And it's hard to tell so choose your chicks right The real one's know when you front That's why you gotta know what you want Walk with 'em... show 'em to lunch... Conversate... 'talk to 'em slow... talk to 'em Joe... (Joe) Now a-day's it's hard to tell Where them girls is comin from Are they into the finish? Or just havin fun? I ain't mad at them girls Doin what they do Out to get that money But I ain't that dude... whoaaa... I want a girl A regular girl I want a girl Only trippin off that iced out I want a girl A regular girl If you for real, Well lemme hear ya holla (Chorus) I want a girl that can ride with me Never get tired of me That's the girl for me I want a girl that can hang with me Wanna do thangs with me All I want... I want a girl like you... Uh-huh... wha... yo... let's go... You better watch how you play Careful who you choose Might find yourself in tomorrow's news Cuz some chicks can be scandalous You gotta know which ones to trust You're the kind of girl I would love to have Just a little thug with a lotta class Girl, you ain't got no drama... You must get it from your mama... I want a girl A regular girl I want a girl Only trippin off that iced out I want a girl A regular girl If you for real, Well lemme hear ya holla (Chorus) I want a girl that can ride with me Never get tired of me That's the girl for me I want a girl that can hang with me Wanna do thangs with me All I want... I want a girl like you... I want a girl that look good, cook good, Don't listen to rap, but she still know when a hook's good All she do is read so she know when a book's good Love her cuz she's from the suburb and she looks hood A lady but in bed she an animal still Stick shift, or automatic, she can handle the wheel Ugh... There when I call, there when I fall... I want a girl just like you... and that's all (Chorus x3) I want a girl like you... |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Saw you 'round the other day
Shorty she was all the way It looked like you were feelin' me So I had to come and see Girl he wasn't trynna hate But she had to demonstrate that she was the queen to be But she couldn't find the chemistry And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you (babe) I, I, I, oohh woooohh She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Uh, uh uh uh uh Girl it's just the sexy way You back yourself into me You're more than just a pretty face You're better than the fantasy come on, baby, don't ignore me, I know, what you're, feelin, for me You can't fight it, cause you want me Don't you miss this, or you'll be sorry So tell me what's it gonna take Got me all bent out of shape thinking about you all day So why are you gonna make me wait And I say I, I, I, I can't lose you no babe I, I, I, oohh woooohh She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (moves above the floor) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love (Blowin' me up with her love) She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough (just can't get enough) She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh (ooooh, oooh) Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night (ooooh, sugar) Moves across the floor (moves above the floor) She was oh so tight, like dynamite (Woo!) Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me (hey) All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love There's just something about you baby It's taking me over, I want you to know ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! ho! Now it's on tonight She took all control Turned off all the lights she said... Don't you want to uh na na na... heeeeey ya yeah yeah wooaahh Tell a story, she was leaning on me Gettin horny, maybe we'll get naughty Look at shorty, she was leaning on me Gettin horny, maybe we'll get naughty She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love She was, disco light, on a, friday night Moves across the floor (sugar) She was oh so tight, like dynamite Blowin' me up with her love She was on the phone with me All night long I just can't get enough She was uh uh uh, uh uh uh Blowin me up with her love |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Dizzy, whoo
We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger What's the dealy my nigga You feelin' this and all of my fellas pimpin' from the dirty south Out here to South Central, North Carolina up in here Y'all know what time it is, this rock the party Pass me some Belvedere, pass me a mic up here Take it to another level Focus, turn that beat up, give me bass with my trebble Give me space for my fellas, yeah I brought the west coast, Aftermath staff to the cotton picking south baby, whoo Baby Bubba, I done figured it out I stole the blueprints from the motherfucking government house Hurtin' 'em now, sit down nigga, tonin' it down And I ain't held a nigga hand since my daddy ran out What you know about not having to remix shit, aha If you made the original hot you wouldn't have to do that You mad at me, ain't y'all I don't care, I ain't gon' change it, I'm real, I'm trill And this a motherfucking club banger We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Front page, read that boy, He done did it again Petey cheese steaks up with all that vinegar man Damn, how they went there, yeah I thought you knew that I bootleg my shit on the street and sell it myself Why you think I'm always grinning I stay a step ahead of these niggaz Motherfucker I'm up on these niggaz Ain't tryin' to use it either Baby I done revvin' it up I got a money bucket on me, and I'm a fill that bitch up So what if I wanna buy another car, yeah I wanna get another truck Ice my whole shit up, I can pay cash for it As long as y'all ask for it, I'm a show my ass on it I don't keep many spastics till the man put the tag on it Yeah, halt the class, Michael Jackson bag Good as some Sunday dinner country corn bread Dope like a west coast Cali hallway Give it like you wanna get it Ain't that what Dogg said, yeah We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Carolina walk for me, walk for me (yeah) Walk for me, walk for me (yeah), walk for me Walk for me (yeah), walk for me (yeah) California walk for me, walk for me Walk for me (yeah), walk for me, walk for me (yeah) Walk for me, Petey, yeah I know you want it, I know you want it I know you need it, I know you need it I had to do it, tell 'em why You love Petey, Petey, yeah, and what I do to beats, yeah I'm a genius, yeah, give me the right producer, yeah You'll get ya one of these, yeah I make ya move your feets, yeah I tear the club to pieces, hot lights The Cara sun, heater heats Mama fried, chicken grease Drumstick, breasts and thighs Bring out the paper plates, everybody eating me now We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (fa sho) I want a club banger, ok yo, yo We need a club banger (aha), we need a club banger (fa sho) We need a club banger, ok yo, yo I want a club banger (aha), I want a club banger (aha) I want a club banger Uh, give it to 'em, Petey, yo |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Every time I think about the changes we've been going through
I think of how losing you would be the worst thing I could do 'Cause no one makes me feel this was, this calm, this warm, this whole, this safe You humble me in every way with every single word you say [Chorus:] You make me wanna sing You make me wanna shout You make me wanna know, what love is all about You make me wanna try You show me I can fly I'm so faithful to you And though I'm just a girl caught up in this world I want you to know I'll let all that go To you I will be true And line my life to show you I'm so faithful to you Love is patient, love is kind, for me your love comes right on time I never knew I'd feel so good 'cause you always understood And even though I went astray, you took me back and let me stay Now that I changed my ways I want to thank you for loving me anyway [Chorus] Whatever you do I'll be right there, I'll be right there And wherever you go I'll be right there, I'll be right there And whatever you need I will supply, I will supply "Cause I'm faithful to you And only you, and only you [Chorus] |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
HuMmMmM......
Lately when I look into your eyes Baby I fly, your the only one I need in my life Baby I just don't know how to describe, How lovely you make me feel inside You give me butterflyz Have me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Have me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz It seems like the likly thing?? From the start you told me I would be your queen But never had I imagined such a feeling Joy is what you bring I wanna give you everything You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control these butterflyz You and I..... Are destiny I know that You were made for me. OoOoOh....oh I can't control it. It driv-en me Its taken over me and I OoOoOh... You give me butterflyz Got me flying so high in the sky I can't control the butterflyz You give me butterflyz Got me flyin so high in the sky I can't control these butterflyz [Repeat again] You give me something I just cant deny Something thats so free I just can't control the way I feel And I don't ?? You give me somthing I just can't deny Something thats so free Oh I never felt like this. |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Have you ever slipped up & caught up in something
Crimilating evidence uh oh oh uh Didnt pay attention when you thought you were creepin You thought you kept on the low oh oh uh oh I thought I had my game tight until I got caught up in the night Cause I didnt turn off my cell phone on on Heard everything I said & I was so busted & all could say was uh oh (hook) Betta what them 2 ways (it will get ya caught up) Caller Id will (it will get caught up) Message on the voice(itll get ya caught up) Them shady friends that go & tell(caught up, caught up) Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh oh ... Now one time there caught this guy in a really crazy lie I guess he taught I did know oh oh oh So I didnt say a word about what I had heard Then I had to see how far he would go oh oh oh Cause the girl, he was talking to was cool this girl I already knew That I knew everything they did, you know she told old old So I stopped by his crib when I knew shes be with him And all that he could say uh oh (hook) Everything you in the dark you know its Gonna have to come to the light So youre gonna run out of luck if yo game aint tight And ya get caught up All my homegirls listen to mo Stay on top of the game so your man will never know Why not fella just keep it low So your girls wont have to hear you say Uh oh (hook out) |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
Verse 1:
I know I met you last night As soon as you walked by me You didn't really have to speak Didn't take a long time For me to peep how you Really wanna get with me B-Section: So whatcha say Better step to the plate Don't be afraid Before you wait too late Stop playing games Ain't got no time to waste Don't hesitate Or somebody's gonna take your place Hook: Come on, Come on Tell me what it is you're waiting for Whatcha waiting for (4x's) Verse 2: I don't pay no never mind To the people that are vibin' You're the only one I see I know you see me checkin' for you Do what you gotta do Why don't you make a scene B-Section: So whatcha say Better step to the plate Don't be afraid Before you wait too late Stop playing games Ain't got no time to waste Don't hesitate Somebody's gonna take your place Hook: Come on, Come on Tell me what it is you're waiting for Whatcha waiting for (4x's) |
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from Drumline (드럼라인) by John Powell [ost] (2002)
kris kross
Jump Jump You should know, you should know that ahhh Kris Kross is not having anything today As we stand there totally krossed out We commence to make you Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump Don't try to compare us to another bad little fad I'm the Mac and I'm bad give you something that you never had I'll make ya Jump Jump wiggle and shake your rump Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna Jump How high? Real high Cause I'm just so fly A young loveable, huggable type of guy And everything is the back with a little slack And inside-out is wiggida wiggida wack I come stompin' with somethi' to keep you jumpin' R&B abd bullcrap is what I'm dumpin' And ain't something about Kris Kross we all that So when they ask to the rocks they believe that Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump I let myself knockin' knockin' I love it when a girl is play jockin' jockin' The D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C Ya you know me I got you jumpin' an' pumpin' an' movin' all around G In the mix I make ya take a step back They try to step to the Mac then they got jacked To the back you'll be sportin' the gear that's coincidental And like you knowit so don't be claiming that it's mental Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard And none faking you can understand every word As you listen to my cool school melody The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump Now, the formalities of this and that Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack And for all ya'll sucks that don't know Check it out Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go Some of them try to rhyme but they can't Go Go Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy Miggida miggida miggida Mac Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy I make you wanna Jump Jump The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump uh huh uh huh (repeat 3 more times) Believe dat |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
When the world counts you out
When you're lost and you doubt That you're good enough When you're out on your own and you're feeling all alone Just keep hanging on Cause it don't matter what you're made of Believe in yourself And keep your head up, yeah! Don't you know that you can Shine Shine Shine And together we will Shine Shine Shine Be strong and you will Shine Shine Shine Shine onnnnn Shine on! Sometimes life isn't fair Seems like nobody cares Bout you anymore Well as hard as it seems Nothings out of reach All is possible Cause it don't matter what you're made of Believe in yourself And keep your head up Don't you know that you can Shine Shine Shine And together we will Shine Shine Shine Be strong and you will Shine Shine Shine Shine onnnnn Shine on! Shine like a star cuz that's the way you are, baby Shine like a star cuz that's the way you really are, baby Cause it don't matter what you're made of Believe in yourself and keep your head up Cause it don't matter where you came from You can do anything Just try, try, try Don't you know that you can Shine Shine Shine And together we will Shine Shine Shine Be strong and you will Shine Shine Shine Shine onnnnn Shine on And together we will Shine Shine Shine And together we will Shine Shine Shine Shine on Shine like a star cuz that's the way you are, baby Shine like a star cuz that's the way you really are, baby Shine like a star cuz that's the way you are, baby Shine like a star cuz that's the way you really are, baby |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
[Intro: Chingy]
Ah y'all we get it right herre this the remix Trackstars, oh, oh, oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do) Disturbing Tha Peace, So So Def, Chingy, J.D (Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do) Let's do it [Chorus: Chingy] I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (Down ya hairr) I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre (Make me starre) [Verse 1: Chingy] Girl why you dat right thurr She so bad I'm constantly getting calls from da mayorr I though of a rabbit the way she bouncing fo' thurr curr Her man defendin' her like a lawyer so bewarre So dudes be handcuffin but dirrty that ain't fairr I wanna bet she got da bomb like a terrrorist She wit it I'll hit it though but I ain't thinking 'bout marrriage I love these honeys might as well call me Papa Bearrr Girl you know you looking good, good Ah don't I know you from da hood, hood You say you wouldn't when you would, would Now take it off you know you should, should, now twist around fo me! [Chorus x2: Chingy] I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (Down ya hairr) I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre (Make me starre) [Verse 2: Trina] Miss Trina make the ballas wanna starre (Wanna starre) House 'a naughty boots lined with the furr (Furr) Walk with a switch pull it over make it twerk I'ma flirt 'til it hurt in a throwback skirt I'm that bad bitch, rocks Benz on bladez Rocks on my wrist like pink lemonade Keep ya watches and ya rings, tell them other girls Lil' mama rockin strings and Chanel Pearls Im back for my crown fake bitches bow down This the remix what you wanna do now? I know u like the way we do this over herre Get loose in da club like we just don't carre (Don't carre) [Chorus x2: Chingy] I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (Down ya hairr) I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre (Make me starre) [Verse 3: Jermaine Dupri] I'm from the city wherre they do that right thurr the most Out-a-towners come around and straight over dose Where the hips sing to ya and swing like, BUMP, BUMP, BUMP Like you done walked into a B2K concert mannn Back out legs showin talkin like mann Who got the drink and where the party at tonight damn That's when they start that backing it up on ya homie and That's a feelin' you just can't fight We fired up off that Hypnotic and Hennessey She can't keep her motherfuckin' hands off me We both in the club high bouncing to the beat When she turn around this is what I told her [Chorus x2: Chingy] I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr (Down ya hairr) I like the way you do that right thurr (Right thurr) Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre (Make me starre) [Outro: Chingy] I like that (Uh huh), I like that (Uh huh) I like that (Uh huh), I like that (Uh huh) Trackstars, ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do I like that (Yeah), I like that (Yeah) I like that (Yeah), I like that (Yeah) Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Yeh, yeh yeh yeh yeh
Uhm hmm hm hm It's a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Everybody can see It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night Go ahead and release It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down You know the music search engine need a tuneup Soon as they out the gate they all a wanna hear da corner, uh-huh Well that was cool but now but then I heard a rumor, uh-huh Your crew was ridin' for the White Cliffs of Dover, uh-huh Uh let me tell ya how we do it in California We’ll attack on the run just like a Puma If it don’t move us Ain’t paid ya dues and it ain’t gonna get our roosers We gonna lose ya to the consumer solution c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down Girl I want it you got it Your body’s like a narcotic The thought is auto-erotic Come on and break it on down Can I get it on credit I guess your brick-house I’ll bet it Take it as far as you’ll let it Come on and break it on down That the spot will get hot That its ready to pop Don’t even look at the clock All of your problems forgotten It's time to rock till you drop Feel the force and just flock To the epicenter of the party’s bass drummers c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We gonna stimulate your mind Everybody’s high Eyes just like a child Everything feels right Once you’ve seen the light You're gonna move all night Feel your soul ignite Everything feels right, right, riggggggggghht We live the masterful life that’s mythical Feel its chords and its vibes atypical Do what you want It's alright this mystical time you’ve got Alotted is plentiful. If you stay in this moments so critical Let the music change your brain stem’s chemicals Make you feel like your spirit's invincible Force centrifugal reaching up to your pinnacle now It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down We rock like Colorado You're at it throwin’ bottles We give a fuck about your status Who you are tomorrow Whether you beg or borrow Or hit the super lotto Whether your girl look like a minga or a supermodel Feel the connectedness, energy, disprojected the weighted The whole collective consciousness Arise like helium oh Groovin’ out of the question Won’t disrespect him, but Our styles fuckin’ Posh, like Dave Beckham c'mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down The truth I’m at ‘em and rough ‘em As hard as the granite get Never hesitant upon a mic strike, quick Like an avalanche Hijack ya like a Comanche I’m a man on a mission Rhyme vigilante Keep all the jealous and the envious antsy Love to do the club though with the party people dancin’ uh-huh And set the mood for all the plottin' and romancin’ uh-huh It’s a wonderful night We’ve got the answer c’mon It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta take it from me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down It’s a wonderful night You’ve gotta shake it for me It’s a wonderful night Come on and break it on down |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
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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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I've got it all, but I feel so deprived
I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing And why can't I let it go There's gotta be more to life Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me Cause the more that I'm Trippin' out thinkin' there must be more to life Well it's life, but I'm sure There's gotta be more (Than wanting more) I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly Here in this moment I'm half-way out the door Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing There's gotta be more to life Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me Cause the more that I'm Trippin' out thinkin' there must be more to life Well it's life, but I'm sure There's gotta be more I wanting more I'm always waiting on something other than this Why am I feelin' like there's something I missed There's gotta be more to life (Always) Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me Cause the more that I'm (more that I'm) Trippin' out thinkin' there must be more to life Well it's life, but I'm sure (Always) There's gotta be more to life Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me Cause the more that I'm Trippin' out thinkin' there must be more to life Well it's life, but I'm sure There's gotta be more to life |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Houston
Yeah I like that Chingaling Nate Dogg 1 20 Trackstars Yeah I like that Whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that Girl twirk that back Whoa I like that I like that whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that That's where the money at Whoa I like that I like that Girl freak that back Houston bust straight through I see me I see you Your body's callin' I'm a blow yo back out I'll show you make 'em hands up Shake it fast on me I'm tha pimp you need 10 G's in tha pocket and I'm ready to roll I'm on fire like a rocket and I'm ready to blow Don't stop get ready drop Turn around and make it pop Ahh just drop Whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that Girl twirk that back Whoa I like that I like that whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that That's where the money at Whoa I like that I like that Girl freak that back The soldiers widin' out Got me back against tha wall Girl I like it While you feelin me grindin in between on fighting temptation Comin' over me I can feel the vibration Gettin' off on me whoa ooh whoa ohh Don't stop get ready drop Turn around and make it pop Ahh just drop Whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that Girl twirk that back Whoa I like that I like that whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that That's where the money at Whoa I like that I like that Girl freak that back Drop then let me see ya bring it back up top She hot like a boiling pot On tha stove like whoa here we go here we go Yeah I got me a piece of block tonight And I'm leaving wit somethin hot tonight She gett'n got tonight aiight Stop you thought I lost ya This 12 inches it'll cost ya What I say ya gett'n tossed up 24's on tha whip I stay floss ya She wanna hang wit tha stars so I showed her my bracelet I'm gettin yal chicks and rubbin it in ya faces Yeah jackpot give it back shouts n' broads Look at ass drop forward back clap n pause We sweep all the broads and they off of choosin Then holla at is that problem houston I like that I like that Girl twirk that back Whoa I like that I like that whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that That's where the money at Whoa I like that I like that Girl freak that back whoa turn me all over ya body Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party We ain't gonna hurt nobody Gimme that gimme that gimme that whoa turn me all over ya body Big Nate Dogg can jump start a party We ain't gonna hurt nobody Gimme that gimme that gimme that I like that I like that Girl twirk that back Whoa I like that I like that whooa ooh whooa ooh whoa ooh whoaa I like that I like that That's where the money at Whoa I like that I like that Turn around from tha back and um I like that Let me see it from tha front and uh I like that Yeah you know how we do Turn around let me see it from tha back |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I've been caught in a trap I set for myself
I don't want to be here when you could be somewhere else So why'd I sit on my hands like a book on a shelf Where nothing but dust is falling? Everyone 'round here lives in silence If I had something to say I'd say what I mean How'd you lose all your words? I swear it's obscene, I curse How'd you look at yourself as the mirror turns green? Yeah, only the fools ignore us Everyone 'round here lives in silence I could wait all my life for someone to think I can't open your eyes but I can make you blink at me So please don't try to be nice, don't need your advice Please leave me to die of boredom Everyone 'round here lives in silence Silence They wait for the end Silence They bow and they bend Silence Their homes they defend Silence |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Now Listen
Not a dime, I can't pay my rent I can barely make it through the week Saturday night I'd like to make my girl But right now I can't make ends meet I'm always workin' slavin' every day Gotta get away from that same old same old I need a chance just to get away If you could hear me think this is what I'd say Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this They say I spend my money on women and wine But I couldn't tell you where I spent last night I'm really sorry about the shape I'm in I just like my fun every now and then I'm always workin' slavin' every day Gotta get away from that same old same old I need a chance just to get away If you could hear me think this is what I'd say Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this You see I raise a toast to all of us Who are breakin' our backs every day If wantin' the good life is such a crime Lord, then put me away Here's to ya Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this Don't need nothin' but a good time How can I resist Ain't lookin' for nothin' but a good time And it don't get better than this |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
somtimes I feel I`ve got to
Run away I`ve got to get away from the pain that you drive into the heart of me the love we share seems to go nowhere and I`ve lost my light for I toss and turn I can`t sleep at night once I ran to you(I ran) now I`ll run from you this tainted love you`ve given I give you all a boy could give you take my tears and that`s not nearly all oh tainted love tainted love now I know I`ve got to run away i`ve got to get away You don`t really want it any more from me to make things right youneed someone to hold you tight and you`ll think love is to pray But I`m sorry i don`t pray that way once I ran to you (I ran) now I`ll run from you this tainted love you`ve given I give you all a boy could give you take my tears and that`s not nearly all tainted love don`t touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you though you hurt me so now I`m going to pack my things and go tainted love touch me baby, tainted love tainted love instrumental till end |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Express Yourself!
Express Yourself! You don't ever need help from nobody else. All you got to do now: Express Yourself! What ever you do, do it good. What ever you do, do it good. All right... It's not what you look like, when you're doin what you're doin. It's what you're doin when you're doin what you look like you're doin! Express Yourself! Express Yourself! They're doinit on the moon, yeah... In the jungle too. Everybody on the floor, now. Jumpin like a kangaroo. So let the horns do the thing they do, yo... Some people have everything, and other people don't. But everything don't mean a thing if it aint the thing you want. Express Yourself! Express Yourself! O, do it! O, do it. Do it to it. Go on and do it. Yo, do it. Give. Express Yourself! Express Yourself ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By WRIGHT, CHARLES W. <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I wish a falling star could fall forever
And sparkle through the clouds and stormy weather And in the darkness of the night The star would shine a glimmering light And hover above our love Please hold me close and whisper that you love me And promise that your dreams are only of me When you are near, everything's clear Earth is a beautiful heaven Always I hope that we follow the star And be forever floating above I know a falling star can't fall forever But let's never stop falling in love When you are near, everything's clear Earth is a beautiful heaven Always I hope that we shine like the star And be forever floating above I know a falling star can't fall forever And let's never stop falling in love No let's never stop falling in love |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I used to love
But I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah But I had to kill her I had to put her six feet under And I can still hear her complain I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah But I had to kill her I knew I'd miss her So I had to keep her She's buried right in my back yard I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah But I had to kill her She bitched so much She drove me nuts And now I'm happier this way I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah But I had to kill her I had to put her six feet under And I can still hear her complain She bitched so much She drove me nuts |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I know just how to whisper
And I know just how to cry I know just where to find the answers And I know just how to lie I know just how to fake it And I know just how to scheme I know just when to face the truth And then I know just when to dream And I know just where to touch you And I know just what to prove I know when to pull you closer And I know when to let you loose And I know the night is fading And I know the time's gonna fly And I'm never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you But I know I gotta give it a try And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to fame I know all the rules and then I know how to break 'em And I always know the name of the game But I don't know how to leave you And I'll never let you fall And I don't know how you do it Making love out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all Every time I see you all the rays of the sun are all Streaming through the waves in your hair And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes Like a spotlight The beating of my heart is a drum and it's lost And it's looking for a rhythm like you You can take the darkness from the pit of the night And turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright I've gotta follow it 'cause everything I know Well it's nothing till I give it to you I can make the runner stumble I can make the final block And I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle, I can make all the stadiums rock I can make tonight forever Or I can make it disappear by the dawn And I can make you every promise that has ever been made And I can make all your demons be gone But I'm never gonna make it without you Do you really wanna see me crawl And I'm never gonna make it like you do Making love out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love) out of nothing at all (Making love, love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love, love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love) Out of nothing at all (Making love, love, love) |
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from Mr. & Mrs. Smith (미스터 앤 미세스 스미스) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Love, love will keep us together
Think of me babe whenever Some sweet talking girl comes along singing her song Don′t mess around, You gotta be strong Just Stop [stop], ′cause I really love You Stop [stop], I′ll be thinking of you Look in my heart and let love keep us together You, You belong to me now Ain′t gonna set you free now When those girls start hanging around talking me down Hear with your heart and you won′t hear a sound Just Stop [stop], ′cause I really love you Stop [stop], I′ll be thinking of you Look in my heart and let love keep us together, what ever. Young and beautiful Someday your looks will be gone When the others turn you off Who′ll be turning you on I will, I will, I will, I will Be there to share forever Love will keep us together Said it before and I′ll say it again while others pretend I′ll need you now and I′ll need you then Stop ′cause I really love Ya Stop I′ll be thinking of Ya Look in my heart and let love keep us together |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
I'm a very busy man
So please don't waste my time kid (Time kid) Don't tell me what you're gonna do or what you wanna do Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me to hear about your plans Just give me the bottom line kid (Line kid) Don't tell me what you could've done or what you should've done Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) I need results, I need straight answers If I wanna fancy fool, look I would've hired a dancer, oh I don't think you understand A break like this is hard to find kid (Find kid) Don't tell me what you're gonna do or what you wanna do Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did (Tell me what you already did) (What you already did, what you already did) Tell me what you already did |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
All my friends know the Low Rider.
The low rider is a little higher. Low Rider drives a little slower. Low Rider is a real goer. Hey Low Rider knows every street, yeah. Low Rider is the one to meet, yeah. Low rider don't use no gas, now. Low rider don't drive to fast. Take a little trip, take a little trip, Take a little trip pasy. Take a little trip, take a little trip, Take a little trip with me. |
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from Robots (로봇) by John Powell [ost] (2005)
Well you're walkin and a talkin
And a movin and a groovin And a hippin and a hoppin And a pickin and a boppin Those bods are being bad You better take a stand You gonna wake up that thing in your hand You're looking all around There is trouble to be found Make sure when you find it you get to say it loud Gotta code three Need back up Bring me My bright pink fluro jacket He's fat and he don't run too fast But he's faster than me Last night at the show we saw him Going out of his tree Well you're walkin and a talkin You're my walkie talkie man Well you're walkin and a talkin Go Go Go Go Well you're walkin and a talkin And a freakin and a yellin And a bossin and a speakin And a lookin and a pointin Always tell us what to do With your high top shoes And you wave your torch With your black short shorts Don't let em get away Don't think they can play Nail 'em to the wall Cause you really need to say Gotta code three Need back up Bring me My bright pink fluro jacket He's fat and he don't run too fast But he's faster than me Last night at the show we saw him Going out of his tree He's fat and he don't run too fast But he's faster than me Last night at the show we saw him Going out of his tree |
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| from United 93 (플라이트 93) by John Powell [ost] (2006) | |||||
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from Happy Feet (해피 피트) by John Powell [ost] (2006)
We have to find our heartsongs all by ourselves. It's the voice you hear inside, who you truly are...
You might make a different song?oh yes, that's right, it's true That don't make anybody more or less as good as you If you can't feel the music then that's all you really need Then turn this party all the way out, good time guaranteed Everybody get up, clap your hands and dancin' to the beat Whatever you do, little darlin' it's cool, just get up out your seat And wave your flag because everybody plays a part One world united singing the song of the heart Look, everybody makes mistakes?oh yeah, not one or two (Right!) But that don't make the dirty little things they say about you true (You tell 'em!) Step aside little babies and watch me do my thing I don't even need a good reason to listen to me sing Everybody get up, clap your hands and show them what you got Tonight we gonna jam from now until eternity?don't u stop, make it hot And wave a flag because everybody plays a part One world united singing this song of the heart Come on! Watch me now! Oh, I don't care what the people say (Say) This is my life (This is my life) I just got to like that okay (Okay?) They can go fly their momma's kite Hooray! We could be together if we all do our part I'll let you if you let me sing the song of the heart... All right I'm going to tell you one more time Listen, uh One world One world One world united Singing a song Singing a song Singing a...song of the heart |
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from Happy Feet (해피 피트) by John Powell [ost] (2006)
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Gia Farrell Hit Me Up I did cause a commotion I can't help but make a scene I ain't lookin for somethin premintent to get at me Tell you what it's gonna be You better step up your game Before you can step with me Can't you see me walkin through the door Maybe I should turn it up a little but more I can't help but feel responsible For what the girls hate And the boys adore say hey what's it gonna be tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey party with me tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey we been running all night come hit me up come hit me up I know you feel it cause you checking me right come hit me up come hit me up baby baby, just a little bit baby baby, just a little more baby baby, let me see ya walk to me talk to me handle me right i walk in jaws all be droppin It's so electrified Don't mean to intend my date don't mean to make you loose your mind if you want this work it for this show me that you got what's right you better make an impression won't get another try Can't you see me walkin through the door Maybe I should turn it up a little but more I can't help but feel responsible For what the girls hate And the boys adore say hey what's it gonna be tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey party with me tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey we been running all night come hit me up come hit me up I know you feel it cause you checking me right come hit me up come hit me up baby baby, just a little bit baby baby, just a little more baby baby, let me see ya walk to me talk to me handle me right uhoh hey(x3) ohhhhhh say hey what's it gonna be tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey party with me tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey we been running all night what's it gonna be tonight I know you feel it cause you checking me right come hit me up come hit me up! say hey what's it gonna be tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey party with me tonight come hit me up come hit me up say hey we been running all night come hit me up come hit me up I know you feel it cause you checking me right come hit me up come hit me up baby baby, just a little bit baby baby, just a little more baby baby, let me see ya walk to me talk to me handle me right(x2) |
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from Happy Feet (해피 피트) by John Powell [ost] (2006)
you way got no kind of feeling inside
i got something would show no sense your stuff on back i got something i got something you way feel so put on anything be for your pride i got something i will not call your proud of side your proud of your side So TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD yeah- tell me baby tell me that you love me yeah- tell me baby tell me something good tell me something good tell me that you like it tell me that you like it got no town feels what your none to say but i'll make you wish that would fun it that i'm stupid problem is you way feel alone locking suit babe~ what i got will show you up oh do you good oh do you good? So tell me something TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD tell me something good babe say that you love me tell me that you love me tell me something good (someone tell me) tell me that you like it yeah tell me baby' tell me something good yeah tell me that you love me tell me that you love me tell me something good yeah~ tell me that you like it tell me that you like it tell me something good TeLL Me SoMeTHiNG GoOd |
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