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Smooth Dancer – Deep Purple

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Black suede, don’t mean you’re good for me
Black suede, just brings your mystery
I want to be inside of you
But you’re black and I don’t know what to do

You’re a smooth dancer
But it’s alright
Cos I’m a freelancer
And you can never break me though you try
To make me think you’re magical

Baby, you’re the one who can never see the sun
Because it don’t shine nightly
Don’t you look at me because I’m gonna shake free
You’d better hang on tightly
You wanna rule the world, but you’re acting like a girl
Who’s got a false pregnancy
You’ve swollen up inside with nothing but your pride
And yet you keep on dancing

Black suede, don’t waste your time on me
Black suede, I sense your mockery
I tried to go along with you
But you’re black and I know just what to do

You’re a smooth dancer
But it’s alright
Cos I’m a freelancer
And you can never break me though you try
To make me think you’re magical

I think you’re crazy, your two-timing ways
They don’t bother me none
You’d better do it right because one day or night
I’m gonna walk to freedom
You know I loved you once and I wanna love again
But you don’t give nothing
You can see it in my eyes so you’ve got to realize
Baby, I ain’t bluffing

Black suede, don’t waste your time on me
Black suede, don’t bring me misery
I tried to be inside of you
But you’re black and now I know what to do

You’re a smooth dancer
But it’s alright
Cos I’m a freelancer
And I can tell you’re faking though you try
To make me think you’re magical

Baby, you’re the one who can never see the sun
Bacause it don’t shine nightly
Don’t you look at me because I’m gonna shake free
You’d better hang on tightly
You know I loved you once and I wanna love again
But you don’t give nothing
You can see it in my eyes so you’ve got to realize
Baby, I ain’t bluffing
Baby, you can rock’n'roll
But you can never show your soul, smooth dancer

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Everybody Loves Somebody – Dean Martin

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Everybody loves somebody sometime
Everybody falls in love somehow
Something in your kiss just told me
That sometime is now

Everybody finds somebody someplace
There’s no telling whre love may appear
Something in my heart keeps saying
My someplace is here

If I had it in my power
I’d arrange for every girl to have your charms
Then every minute, every hour
Everybody would find what I found in your arms

Everybody loves somebody sometime
And though my dreams were overdue
Your love made it all worth waiting
For someone like you

If I had it in my power
I’d arrange for every girl to have your charms
Then every minute, every hour
Everybody would find what I found in your arms

Everybody loves somebody sometime
And though my dreams were overdue
Your love made it all worth waiting
For someone like you

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Poison – David Byrne

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When time is tight. Huh? You can use it. Uh-huh.
Gonna break this up. What? Before we lose it. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

We just let things slide. All the way home.
Over all these years. And nothing was done.
Turn over once.
Turn over twice.
And now the clock has stopped
For me and for you
I’m not afraid
Of bursting at the seams
And there’s nothing that we can do.

Gotta check these out (right) He don’t like it Uh-huh.
Got an empty head (huh?) And she can’t stand it. Uh-huh uh-huh

We just let things slide. All the way home.
Over all these years. And nothing was done.
Get a hold of his hands
Hold of this legs
Hold on curly top
Hold over blue
Dragged through the dust
What do I care?
And there’s nothing that we can do

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Candidate – David Bowie

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I’ll make you a deal, like any other candidate

We’ll pretend we’re walking home ’cause your future’s at stake
My set is amazing, it even smells like a
street
There’s a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend
Someone scrawled on the wall “I smell the blood of les tricoteuses”
Who wrote up scandals in other bars

I’m having so much fun with the poisonous people
Spreading rumours and lies and stories they made up

Some make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish that you’d never been seen
But there’s a shop on the corner that’s selling papier mache
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
So you scream out of line
“I want you! I need you! Anyone out there?
Any time?”
Tres butch little number whines “Hey dirty, I want you
When it’s good, it’s really good, and when it’s bad I go to pieces”
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in another bed
On another floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar like a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we’ve must be looking for a different kind

But we can’t stop trying ’til we break up our minds
Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright

I guess we could cruise down one more time

With you by my side, it should be fine

We’ll buy some drugs and watch a band

Then jump in the river holding hands

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Family Man – Daryl Hall

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She had sulky smile
She took her standard pose as she presented herself
She had sultry eyes, she made it perfectly plain that she was his
For a price

But he said “Leave me alone, I’m a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite”
He said “Leave me alone, I’m a family man
But if you push me too far I just might”

She wore hurt surprise as she rechecked her make-up to protect herself
Dropped her price and pride she made it totally clear that she was his
For a night

She gave him her look, it would have worked on any other man around
He looked her up and down, she knew he couldn’t decide if he should
Hold his ground

She turned, tossed her head unlike her opening move, her final exit line
He waited much too long but by the time he got his courage up she was gone
Then he screamed “Leave me alone, I’m a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite”
He said “Leave me alone, I’m a family man
But if you push me too far, I just might”

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Live Twice – Darius

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Don’t leave now
Not yet
There were time we regret
And I’m sorry
Somehow
I only
Wanted to make you proud

If I could only let you know
I’d give up everything I own
For just one more day with you
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I could not let it pass me by
If I make every sacrifice
To bring me back your love
If only we could live twice
If only we could live twice

When you told me
I froze
It still echoes
In my soul
Please forgive me
If I didn’t say
I love you
Every single day

If I could only let you know
I’d give up everything I own
For just one more day with you
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I could not let it pass me by
If I make every sacrifice
To bring me back your love
If only we could live twice
If only we could live twice

Nobody told me we’d only get one chance
I didn’t know that our tide would turn so fast
Why we have to say goodbye I don’t understand

If I could only let you know
I’d give up everything I own
For just one more day with you
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
I could not let it pass me by
If I make every sacrifice
To bring me back your love
If only we could live twice

I could not let it pass me by
Nothing I give to sacrifice
To bring me back your love
If only we could live twice
If only we could live twice
We’ll meet in another life
If only we could live twice

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Lie To Me – Daniel Powter

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I knew this girl named Detroit Cool
That lived up in my block
At 6 foot 2 her knee socks high
The class of 80 rocks
She got hips that sway for you
She got legs that never really stop

She asked me if my mama dressed me
And I do like I should
From East Delror and fifty first
I’m on this neighbourhood
She just smiles and says to me
I just want to know if we are good

She said. Tell me once again why would you lie to me.
She said do me like you should why would you try for me.
It all depends on you, where would you rather be?
Because I’ve got everything you want.
Take me back to yours cause that’s the best I want

You can’t trust me
You won’t make if I put you in the mood
She said no, no I’ve been there before you’ve got that attitude
You sold me out before all this
And now I’m fabulous without you

Tell me once again why would you lie to me.
She said do me like you should why would you try for me.
It all depends on you, where would you rather be?
Because I’ve got everything you want.
Take me back to yours

Why it takes so long
It’s all gone wrong
And I can’t say what
Cause I’ve got everything you need….
Who says I could use the time for you to believe

Tell me once again why would you lie to me.
She said do me like you should why would you try for me.
It all depends on you, where would you rather be?

Tell me once again why would you lie to me.
She said do me like you should why would you try for me.
It all depends on you, where would you rather be?

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Gasolina – Daddy Yankee

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[Lil Jon:]
Yeah! Remix Remix Remix
(Whose this?)
[Lil Jon:]
What’s his name?
Da-ddy Yan-kee
[Pitbull:]
Daddy Yankee..
Boricua, cubano, boricua cubano, boricua cubano, boricua
(Subele mambo pa que mi gata prenda lo motores) [3x]
(Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa que le den DURO!)

[Daddy Yankee:]
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (duro!)
Todos los viernes ella sale a vacilar (duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque (YEAH!)

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)
A ella encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah)
A ella encanta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey, hey hey..)

[Daddy Yankee:]
Ella prende la turvina
No discrimina
No se pierde ni un party de marquesina
Se acicala va pa la esquina
Luce tambien que hasta la sombra le combina
Asesina, me domina
Janguea en carro, motora, y limosina
Llena su tanque de adrenalina
Cuando escucha reggaeton en la cocina

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon, Pitbull):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say) (Daddy Yankee)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(Pitbull)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (yeah) (boricua, cubano)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah) (boricua, cubano)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (yeah)
Dame mas gasolina!
Pitbull!

[Pitbull:]
A ella le gusta la gasolina
Mami yo tengo la gasolina
Dale pa’ bajo y ahora pa’ arriba
Tu no pegas tarro?? no me digas
Mentirosa, tu sabes mas que nadie que tu eres loca
Ahora baila y quitate la ropa (yeah!)
De Puerto Rico a Cuba
Cuba hasta la Yuma, todas las mujeres
Don’t stop get it get it
Sucia, yo tengo esa gasolina que te gusta
Olvidate de tu marido y disfruta
Deja la intriga, baila amiga
Tu yo y ella, tremenda pareja (yeah..)
Deja, los juegos pa’ los ninos de la escuela
Si los tienes acapella enseñamelos no tenga pena mira..
Ima tell you one more time: Yo te doy la gasolina!

[Chorus (Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon):]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (skeet skeet skeet)
Dame mas gasolina! (skeet skeet skeet)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (skeet skeet skeet)
Dame mas gasolina! (let s go)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina!

[Daddy Yankee:]
(YO!) Aqui yo soy de los mejores
No te me ajores
En la pista nos llaman lo matadores
tu haces que cualquiera se enamore
Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores,
Esto va pa’ las gatas de to’ colores
Para la mayores, pa’ la menores
Para la que son mas zorras que los casadores
Pa’ la mujeres que no apagan su motores

[N.O.R.E.:]
Whose this?
(PAPI! NORE!)
San Juan, Fajardo
Bayamon, Ponce
Tu cara linda, mami mira
Ven mami, ven mami toma tu salina
You feelin’ oro, hey yo you oro
Tu amiga like my stomach, you can both go un porro
vuacala arroz con pollo, that’s what I need
Mami Im with Daddy Yankee
So ven aqui (hey! hey!)
She love the way I do it (que que)
And flowing on that car do it
They call me papi chulo
Tell me Nore dame duro
Ven mami vamonos, dale dale culo
Ven chula, cubriendo basura
This is history we makin with Daddy Yankee and NORE
Name another rapper messing with reggaeton before me
Caliente, suavemente, tranquilo, vendito
Toma tu gasolina!

[Bridge (Daddy Yankee):]
Tenemo tu y yo algo pendiente
Tu me debe algo y lo sabes
Conmigo ella se pierdeee
No le rindes cuentas a nadieee [2x]
(yeah!)

[Daddy Yankee, Lil Jon:]
Subele mambo pa’ que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Subele mambo pa’ que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Subele mambo pa’ que mi gata prenda lo motores
(skeet skeet skeet)
Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa que le den (DURO!)

Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (duro!)
Todos los viernes ella sale a vacilar (duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque (Whatcha say?)

[Chorus: (Daddy Yankee) (Lil' Jon)]
A ella le gusta la gasolina (hey)
Dame mas gasolina! (whatcha say)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (hey)(hey)
Dame mas gasolina! (yeah!)
A ella le gusta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey)(hey)
A ella le encanta la gasolina (whatcha say)
Dame mas gasolina! (hey, hey, hey..)

[Lil Jon:]
Yeah yeah

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Time – Culture Club

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Don’t put your head on my shoulder
Sink me in a river of tears
This could be the best place yet
But you must overcome your fears

In time it could have been so much more
The time is precious I know
In time it could have been so much more
The time has nothing to show

Because time won’t give me time
And time makes lovers feel
Like they’ve got something real
But you and me we know
They’ve got nothing but time
And time won’t give me time
Won’t give me time

Don’t make me feel any colder
Time is like a clock in my heart
Touch we touch was the heat too much
I felt I lost you from the start

In time it could have been so much more
The time is precious I know
In time it could have been so much more
The time has nothing to show

Because time won’t give me time
And time makes lovers feel
Like they’ve got something real
But you and me we know
They’ve got nothin but time
And time won’t give me time
Won’t give me time

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Loud And Clear – Cranberries

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I hope that you miss me
Put me down on history
I feel such a reject now
Get yourself a life
I hope that you’re sorry
For not accepting me
For not adoring me
That’s why I’m not your wife

People are stranger
People in danger
People are stranger
People deranged or

I remember there was
Nothing I could ever do
Never could impress you
Even if I tried
Tell somebody who cares
Fill the room with empty stares
Go to bed and say my prayers
Keep them satisfied

People are stranger
People in danger
People are stranger
People deranged

Loud and clear I make my point my dear

I hope that you never
Get the things you wanted to
Now I cast a spell on you
Complicate your life
Hope you get a puncture
Everywhere you ever drive
Hope the sun beats down on you and
Skin youself alive

Ra la la la la la la la – Ra la la la la la la la [x4]

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