The other day, I posted something in another thread where I asked members what was the first word that popped into their head when they saw/heard the word "cheap"?
My first response was from
Whoknows and his reply was "perfume". That phrase, cheap perfume, made me instantly think of Journey's DON'T STOP BELIEVING. The post went in a different direction from what I planned but it was so much fun! Example, there were other responses to the word "cheap" that included shoddy, floozy and several more and
huxley999 was able to cite songs with those words in them!
Let's pick a RANDOM word and see if a song comes to mind. My guess is not every word will trigger a song to pop into our heads, but who knows. If you would kindly post a few lines of the song that reflects "the word", the name of the song and the artist and if you like, a YouTube link to the song. PLEASE ATTACH YOUR SONG TO THE PARTICULAR "WORD OF THE DAY".
Let's have some musical fun!
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I hate the world today
You're so good to me, I know, but I can't change
Tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
You must have been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a SAINT
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your Hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
So take me as I am
This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change and today won't mean a thing
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your Hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
Just when you think you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your Hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way
Come out, Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Aw, but sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well will be the one
Well, they showed you a statue, told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away
Aw, but they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done
Well, only the good die young
That's what I said
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
You mighta heard I run with a dangerous crowd
We ain't too pretty, we ain't too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
Aw, but that never hurt no one
So come on, Virginia, show me a sign
Send up a signal, I'll throw you the line
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never let's in the sun
Darlin', only the good die young
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
I tell ya only the good die young
Only the good die young
You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
Mmm, and a cross of gold
But, Virginia, they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
Oh-whoa-whoa
And they say there's a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it's better, but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the SAINTS
The sinners are much more fun
You know that only the good die young, oh, baby
I tell ya only the good die young
Only the good die young
Said your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
Aw, she never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me?
Oh-whoa-whoa
Come out, come out, come out, Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well will be the one
You know that only the good die young
Tell you, baby
You know that only the good die young
Only the good die young
Only the good
Only the good die young
Ooh-ooh, ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-hoo-hoo
Ooh-ooh, ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-hoo-hoo
Ooh-ooh, ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-hoo-hoo
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
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Hands that are strong but wrinkled
Doing work that never gets done
Hair, that's lost some of the beauty
By too many hours in the sun
Eyes, that show some disappointment
And there's been quite a lot in her life
She's the foundation I lean on
My woman, my woman, my wife
Everyday has been uphill
Oh, we climb but we can't reach the top
I'm weak and I'm easily discouraged
She just smiles when I want to stop
Lips, that are weary but tender
With love, that strengthens my life
A saint, in a dress made of gingham
My woman, my woman, my wife
Two little babies were born in the spring
But died when the winter was new
I lost control of my mind and my soul
But my woman's faith carried us through
When she reaches that river
Lord, you know what she's worth
Give her that mansion up yonder
'Cause she's been through hell here on earth
Lord, give her my share of Heaven
If I've earned any here in this life
'Cause God, I believe she deserves it
My woman, my woman, my wife
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If God had a name what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?
And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin' to make his way home?
If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in Jesus and the SAINTS
And all the prophets?
And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin' to make his way home?
Just tryin' to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope, maybe in Rome
And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryin' to make his way home?
Just tryin' to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone?
Back up to heaven all alone
Just tryin' to make his way home
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome
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Well if you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than two thousand miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes to ST Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma City looks so, so pretty
You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Wynonna
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino
You get hip to this kind of tip
And go take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes to St. Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma City looks so, so pretty
You'll see Amarillo, Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Wynonna
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino
If you get hip to this kind of tip
And go take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route 66
Get your kicks on Route
Alway assuming abbreviations are acceptable. St for Saint
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Folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary
See my baby there
She's stretched out on a long, white table
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair
Let her go, let her go, God bless her
Wherever she may be
She will search this wide world over
But she'll never find another sweet man like me
Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box-back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat
Then give me six crap shooting pall bearers
Let a chorus girl sing me a song
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along
Folks, now that you have heard my story
Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that booze
If anyone should ask you
Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues
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He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy,
His voice was low with pain.
"I'll do your bidding, comrade mine,
If I ride back again.
But if you ride back and I am left,
You'll do as much for me,
Mother, you know, must hear the news,
So write to her tenderly.
"She's waiting at home like a patient SAINT,
Her fond face pale with woe.
Her heart will be broken when I am gone,
I'll see her soon, I know."
Just then the order came to charge,
For an instance hand touched hand.
They said, "Aye," and away they rode,
That brave and devoted band.
Straight was the track to the top of the hill,
The rebels they shot and shelled,
Plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks,
And guarded them as they fell.
There soon came a horrible dying yell
From heights that they could not gain,
And those whom doom and death had spared
Rode slowly back again.
But among the dead that were left on the hill
Was the boy with the curly hair.
The tall dark man who rode by his side
Lay dead beside him there.
There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
The words that her lover had said.
Momma, you know, awaits the news,
And she'll only know he's dead.
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St. Anger 'round my neck
St. Anger 'round my neck
He never gets respect
St. Anger 'round my neck
St. Anger 'round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out) He never gets respect
(You flush it out, you flush it out) St. Anger 'round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out) He never gets respect
Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all and fucking no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Put down your noose, I'll hang myself
St. Anger 'round my neck
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
Madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
St. Anger 'round my neck
St. Anger 'round my neck
He never gets respect
St. Anger 'round my neck
St. Anger 'round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out) He never gets respect
(You flush it out, you flush it out) St. Anger 'round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out) He never gets respect
Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all and fucking no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Put down your noose, I'll hang myself
St. Anger 'round my neck
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
Madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
And I want my anger to be healthy
And I want my anger just for me
And I need my anger not to control
Yeah and I want my anger to be me
And I need to set my anger free
And I need to set my anger free
And I need to set my anger free
And I need to set my anger free
Set it free
Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all, fucking no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Put down your noose, I'll hang myself
St. Anger 'round my neck
I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?
Madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
Madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
I'm madly in anger with you
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Oh, when the SAINTS go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
I wanna be right there in that number, number
When the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
I wanna be right there in that number, number
When the saints go marching in
Yeah, when the sun refuse to shine
When the sun refuse to shine
I wanna be right there in that number, number
When the sun refuse to shine
Go, go go
Go, go go
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
I wanna be right there in that number, number
When the saints go marching in
Look here, when the sun refuse to shine
When the sun refuse to shine
I wanna be, be in that number, number
When the sun refuse to shine
When the saints, the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
I wanna be right there in that number, number
When the saints go marching in
Yeow
Yeow
Yeow
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
But what's puzzlin' you is the nature of my game
Stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Tsar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
Oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzlin' you is the nature of my game
Aww yeah
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all, it was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach Bombay
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
Oh yeah
But what's puzzlin' you is the nature of my game
Aww yeah
(Uh, get down heavy!)
Pleased to meet you, hope you'll guess my name
Aww yeah
But what's confusin' you is just the nature of my game
Mmm yeah
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners SAINTS
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
Mmm, yeah
Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name
Mmm, yeah
But what's puzzlin' you is the nature of my game
Mmm, mean it, get down
Get down
Woo hoo!
Aww yeah
Get on down
Oh yeah
Ba bum bum, ba ba bum
Ah yeah
Tell me baby, what's my name?
Tell me honey, can you guess my name?
Tell me baby, what's my name?
I'll tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo hoo, ooo hoo, oooo hoo
All right
Ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo
Ah yeah
Ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo
Ah yes, what's my name?
Tell me, baby, ah what's my name?
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name?
Ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo
Ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo, ooo hoo hoo
Ah yeah
What's my name...
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You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin' to all of the shows, but
Do you love me, do you love me
really love me
You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars, but
Do you love me, do you love me
Do you love me, I mean like do you
Really love me
You really like rock 'n' roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the money, honey, that I make, but
Do you love me, do you love me
Do you love me, really love me
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans, they know your face
From all of the magazines, but
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Really love me (really love me)
I want to know
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
I mean like do you
Really love me (really love me)
I want to know
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
I mean like do you
Really love me (really love me)
I want you to (do you love me, do you love me)
I need you to (do you love me, do you love me)
And you know I'm so tired of everybody sayin' it
And you know, (do you love me, do you love me)
I just gotta know if you really really really, really love me
(Do you love me, do you love me)
So come on, do you love me (do you love me)
I need you to
Do you love me (do you love me) I want you to
Do you love me (do you love me) I need you
Really love me (do you love me)
I want to know
Do you love me (do you love me) do you, do you
Do you love me (do you love me)
I just got to have some love (do you love me, do you love me)
I just got to have some love (do you love me)
I just got to have some love, love, love, love, love
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The power of love is a curious thing
Make a one man weep, make another man sing
Change a heart to a little white dove
More than a feeling that's the power of love
Tougher than diamonds, whips like cream
Stronger and harder than a bad girls dream
Make a bad one good, make a wrong one right
Power of love will keep you home at night
It don't need money, don't take FAME
Don't need no credit card to ride this train
It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes
But it might just save your life
That's the power of love, that's the power of love
First time you feed, it might make you sad
Next time you feed, it might make you mad
But you'll be glad, baby when you've found
That's the power, makes the world go round
And it don't need money, don't take fame
Don't need no credit card to ride this train
It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes
But it might just save your life
You might also like
Everybody Wants To Rule The World
Gloria Gaynor
Feel So Real
Gloria Gaynor
I Will Survive
Gloria Gaynor
They say that all in love is fair
Yeah but you don't care
But you know what to do
When it gets hold of you
And with a little help from above
You feel the power of love
You feel the power of love, can you feel it?
It don't take money, don't take fame
Don't need no credit card to ride this train
Tougher than diamonds and stronger than steel
You won't feel it when until you feel
You feel the power, just feel the power of love
That's the power and that's the power of love
You feel the power of love, you feel the power of love
You feel the power of love
Fame - IRENE CARA
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Baby, look at me
And tell me what do you see?
You ain't seen the best of me yet
Give me time, I'll make you forget
The rest
I've got more in me,
And you can set it free
I can catch the moon in my hand
Don't you know who I am?
Remember my name
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember
Baby, hold me tight,
'Cause you can make it right
You can shoot me straight to the top
Give me love and take all I got
To give
Baby, I'll be tough,
Too much is not enough,
No
I can ride your heart 'til it breaks
Ooh, I got what it takes
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my...
Remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Baby, remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember, remember
Remember my name
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Fame
I'm gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
Fame
People will see me and cry
Fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Fame
Light up the sky like a flame
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Fame
Baby, remember my name
Fame
I'm gonna live forever
Fame
I'm gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
Fame
People will see me and cry
Fame
I'm gonna make it to heaven
David Bowie, FAME
FAME (FAME) makes a man take things over
FAME (FAME) lets him loose, hard to swallow
FAME (FAME) puts you there where things are hollow
FAME (FAME)
FAME, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you in... sane (sane)
FAME (FAME)
FAME (FAME) what you like is in the limo
FAME (FAME) what you get is no tomorrow
FAME (FAME) what you need you have to borrow
FAME (FAME)
FAME, "Nein! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to... crime
FAME (FAME)
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe? Could it, babe?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
FAME (FAME) FAME, FAME, FAME (FAME)
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
FAME (FAME)
FAME, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on... pain (pain)
(FAME)
FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME
FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME
FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME, FAME
FAME
What's your name?
(Feeling so gay, feeling gay)
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It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me, all you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom, running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is, I never left you
All through my wild days, my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for FAME
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired
They are illusions, they're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you, and hope you love me
Don't cry for me, Argentina
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is, I never left you
All through my wild days, my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Don't cry for me, Argentina
The truth is, I never left you
All through my wild days, my mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word is true
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I have a mansion, forget the price
Ain't never been there, they tell me it's nice
I live in hotels, tear out the walls
I have accountants pay for it all
They say I'm crazy but I have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life's been good to me so far
My Maserati does one-eighty-five
I lost my license, now I don't drive
I have a limo, ride in the back
I lock the doors in case I'm attacked
I make hit records, my fans they can't wait
They write me letters, tell me I'm great
So I got me an office, gold records on the wall
Just leave a message, maybe I'll call
Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through
(Everybody say I'm cool) (He's cool)
I can't complain but sometimes I still do
Life's been good to me so far
I go to parties, sometimes until four
It's hard to leave when you can't find the door
It's tough to handle this fortune and FAME
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed
They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time
(Everybody say oh, yeah) (Oh, yeah)
I keep on going, guess I'll never know why
Life's been good to me so far
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid
Who suffered so much for what he did
They gave this ploughboy his fortune and FAME
Since that day he ain't been the same
See the man with the stage fright
Just standin' up there to give it all his might
And he got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
He wants to start all over again
I've got fire water right on my breath
And the doctor warned me I might catch a death
Said, "You can make it in your disguise
Just never show the fear that's in your eyes"
See the man with the stage fright
Just standin' up there to give it all his might
And he got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
He wants to start all over again
Now if he says that he's afraid
Take him at his word
And for the price that the poor boy has paid
He gets to sing just like a bird, oh, ooh ooh ooh
Your brow is sweatin' and your mouth gets dry
Fancy people go driftin' by
The moment of truth is right at hand
Just one more nightmare you can stand
See the man with the stage fright
Just standin' up there to give it all his might
And he got caught in the spotlight
But when we get to the end
He wants to start all over again
You wanna try it once again, hmm hmm
Please, don't make him stop, hmm hmm
Let him take it from the top, hmm hmm
Let him start all over again
I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I've come through
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me FAME and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before
The human race
And I ain't gonna lose
And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the World
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I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May (ooh)
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl
I've got so much honey, the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song, than the birds in the trees
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl
Ooh, ooh
Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey
Ooh, ooh, yeah
I don't need no money (ooh), fortune, or FAME
I've got all the riches, baby (ooh) one man can claim
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl
(Talkin' 'bout my girl)
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day (whoa, whoa) with my girl
I've even got the month of May, with my girl (talkin' 'bout my girl)
Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout my girl (ooh)
Ooh, my girl (talkin' 'bout my girl)
That's all I can talk about is my girl (ooh)
Why don't you believe she's all my girl? (Talkin' 'bout my girl)
Aaahhhhh
How many more times treat me the way you wanna do?
How many more times treat me the way you wanna do?
When I give you all my love
Please, please be true
I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all
I'll give you all I've got to give, rings, pearls, and all
I've got to get you together, baby
I'm sure, sure you're gonna call
Oh, when's the last time I done asked you?
I was a young man, I couldn't resist
Started thinking it over, just what I had missed
Got me a girl, and I kissed her and then and then
Whoops, oh no, yeah, well, I did it again
Now I' got ten children of my own
I got another child on the way, that makes eleven
But I'm in constant heaven
I know it's all right in my mind
'Cause I got a little schoolgirl, and she's all mine
I can't get through to her 'cause it doesn't permit
But I'm gonna give her everything I've got to give
Oh, Rosie, oh, girl
Oh, Rosie, oh, girl
Steal away now, steal away
Steal away, baby, steal away
Little Robert Anthony wants to come and play
Why don't you come to me, baby
Steal away, all right, all right
Well, they call me the hunter
That's my name
They call me the hunter
That's how I got my FAME
Ain't no need to hide
Ain't no need to run
'Cause I've got you in the sights of my gun
How many more times, barrel house all night long, all right
How many more times, barrel house all night long?
Well, I've got to get to you, baby
So, please come home
Why don't you listen to me, baby?
Why don't you please come home?
Why don't you please come home?
Why don't you please come home?
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Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a MESS
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know
Calamity's child, chi-chi, chi-chi
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooh, your face is a mess
Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh
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If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you MESS around with me
I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble
Don't you try it on alone
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
So don't mess around don't mess around don't mess around with me
I'm evil, I'm evil, evil, evil
So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
I'm evil, I tell you I'm evil
So don't mess around with me
Yeah!
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Uptown got its hustlers
The Bowery got its bums
42nd Street got big Jim Walker
He a pool-shootin' son of a gun
Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come
But he stronger than a country hoss
And when the bad folks all get together at night
You know they all call big Jim "Boss", just because
And they say
"You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger
And you don't MESS around with Jim"
Well, outta south Alabama came a country boy
He said, "I'm lookin' for a man named Jim
I am a pool-shootin' boy, my name is Willie McCoy
But down at home they call me Slim
Yeah, I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street
He drivin' a drop top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money, and it may sound funny
But I come to get my money back"
And everybody say, "Jack, ooh, don't you know
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger
And you don't MESS around with Jim"
Well, a hush fell over the pool room
Jimmy come boppin' in off the street
And when the cuttin' was done
The only part that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's feet, woo
Yeah, he was cut in 'bout a hundred places
And he was shot in a couple more
And you better believe
They sung a different kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor, oh
There's a sayin'
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger
And you don't MESS around with Slim
Yeah, big Jim got his hat
Find out where it's at
It's not hustlin' people strange to you
Even if you do got a two piece custom-made pool cue
Yeah, you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger
And you don't MESS around with Slim
The term "hot mess" enters my mind but I cannot think of any song with "hot mess" in the lyrics.
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If some of ya'll never been down south too much
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this
So that you'll understand what I'm talkin' about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods
And in the fields looks somethin' like a turnip green
And everybody calls it polk salad, polk salad
Used to know a girl lived down there
And she'd go out in the evenings and pick her a MESS of it
Carry it home and cook it for supper
'Cause that's about all they had to eat, but they did all right
Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl that I swear to the world
Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie, polk salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(A mean vicious woman)
Everyday for supper time, she'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tow sack
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody says it was a shame
'Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(A wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman
Lord have Mercy, take a mess of it)
Her daddy was lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
'Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)
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Well I was born an original sinner.
I was borne from original sin.
And if I had a dollar bill
For all the things I've done
There'd be a mountain of money
Piled up to my chin
My mother told me good
My mother told me strong.
She said "Be true to yourself
And you can't go wrong."
"But there's just one thing
That you must understand."
"You can fool with your brother
But don't MESS with a missionary man."
Don't mess with a missionary man.
Don't mess with a missionary man.
Well the missionary man
He's got god on his side.
He's got the saints and apostles
Backin' up from behind.
Black eyed looks from those bible books.
He's a man with a mission
Got a serious mind.
There was a woman in the jungle
And a monkey on a tree.
The missionary man he was followin' me.
He said "Stop what you're doing."
"Get down upon your knees."
"I've a message for you that you better believe."
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Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head
Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of dreamer, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around, no no no
Your love has set my soul on fire, burnin' out of control
You taught me the ways of desire, now it's takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, a love taker
Don't you mess around, no no no
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Heartbreaker
The Marvelettes, DON'T MESS WITH BILL
Don't MESS with Bill
Don't MESS with Bill
Don't MESS with Bill
Sing one more time
Don't MESS with Bill
Now I know he's the guy who put tears in my eyes
A thousand times or more
Oh, but ev'rytime he would apologize
I loved him more than before
Hear what I say, girls, keep away, uh-huh
Don't MESS with Bill
No, no, no, no
Don't MESS with Bill
Leave my Billy alone
Don't MESS with Bill
Get a guy of your own
Don't MESS with Bill
Now there's Johnny, there's Joe
And there's Frank and Jim, just to name a few
Now Bill's got me and I've got him
I'm sure there's one for you
Hear what I say, girls, keep away, uh-huh
Don't MESS with Bill
No, no, no, no
Don't MESS with Bill
He is mine all mine
Don't MESS with Bill
I'll say it one more time
Don't MESS with Bill
Though I tell myself he wants no one else
'Cause he keeps coming back to me
Now I'm in no position to want competition
I want to be sure as can be
Hear what I say, girls, keep away, uh-huh
Don't MESS with Bill
No, no, no, no
Don't MESS with Bill
Leave my Billy alone
Don't MESS with Bill
Get a guy of your own
Don't MESS with Bill
'Cause he's mine, all mine
Don't MESS with Bill
I'll say it one more time
Don't MESS with Bill
Ye, ye, ye-ye
Don't MESS with Bill
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Papa I know you’re going to be upset
Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby
You always taught me right from wrong
I need your help, daddy please be strong
I may be young at heart
But I know what I'm saying
The one you warned me all about
The one you said I could do without
We're in an awful MESS
And I don't mean maybe, please
Papa don't preach I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm
I'm gonna keep my baby, hm
He says that he's going to marry me
We can raise a little family
Maybe we'll be all right
It's a sacrifice
But my friends keep telling me to give it up
Saying I'm too young, I oughta live it up
What I need right now is some good advice, please
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm
I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh
Daddy, daddy if you could only see
Just how good he's been treating me
You'd give us your blessing right now
'Cause we are in love
We are in love (in love), so please (so)
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm
I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
Papa don't preach (Oh, I'm gonna keep my baby)
Papa don't preach (Ooh)
Papa don't preach (Don't stop loving me daddy)
Papa don't preach (I know I'm keeping my baby)
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Living easy, living free
Season ticket on a one-way ride
Asking nothing, leave me be
Taking everything in my stride
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too
I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
No stop signs, speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel, gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me around
Hey Satan, paid my dues
Playing in a rocking band
Hey mama, look at me
I'm on my way to the promised land, whoo!
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
Don't stop me
I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway
Yeah, highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
Highway to hell
And I'm going down
All the way
Whoa!
I'm on the highway to hell
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand?
Hey Joe, I said, where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her MESSIN'round with another man, yeah
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her MESSIN' 'round with another man
Huh, and that ain't too cool
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your mama down
You shot her down now
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your lady down
Shot her down in the ground, yeah
Yeah
Yes, I did, I shot her
You know I caught her MESSIN' round, MESSIN' round town
Yes, I did, I shot her
You know I caught my old lady MESSIN' 'round town
And I gave her the gun
I shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again, baby
Yeah
Oh, dig it
Ah, alright
Hey, Joe
Where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna run to?
Hey Joe, I said
Where you gonna run to now? Where you, where you gonna go?
Well, dig
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to Mexico way
Alright
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where I can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hangman gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe right now
I gotta go now
Hey, Joe
You better run on down
Goodbye, everybody, ow
Hey, hey, Joe
While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus?
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes?
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever?
Could you see the day?
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away?
Get along
Get along, Kid Charlemagne
Get along, Kid Charlemagne
Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those Day-Glo freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son, you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street
Get along
Get along, Kid Charlemagne
Get along, Kid Charlemagne
Clean this MESS up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get it all out of here
Is there gas in the car?
Yes, there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are
Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes
Get along
Get along, Kid Charlemagne (Get along)
Get along, Kid Charlemagne
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Click Track - Agnetha Falkstog
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BUSINESS and pleasure
Keeping you up,
Hunting for treasure
You can't dig enough,
Growing but losing
Staying up late,
All the nightclubs are closing
But you've got a date.
So you've hit the right spot
But you've still got the itch,
Business and pleasure
You can't mix, you can't switch,
Just a case of a face and a place, no disgrace
It's just a rhythm a syndrome
It's a feeling you crave,
Click track, Click track.
Move at your leisure
Make tracks leave no signs,
Like a fire in the desert
With winds from behind,
You're getting hot and live wired
Using down time,
All for business and pleasure
Time after time.
So you've hit the right spot
But you've still got the itch,
Business and pleasure
You got bought, it's a bitch,
Just a case of a face and a place, no disgrace
It's just a rhythm a syndrome
It's a feeling you crave
Click track, Click track.
Pupil to pupil
Scanning the screen,
You read it all over
And steal the scenes,
You're rougher than Crusoe
Bedded in leaves,
And you're looking for Friday
To answer your needs.
So you've hit the right spot
But you've still got the itch,
Business and pleasure
You can't mix you can't switch,
Just a case of a face and a place, no disgrace
It's just a rhythm a syndrome
It's a feeling you crave.
So you've hit the right spot
But you've still got the itch,
Business and pleasure
You got bought, it's a bitch,
Just a case of a face and a place, no disgrace
It's just a rhythm a syndrome
It's a feeling you crave
So you've hit the right spot
But you've still got the itch,
Business and pleasure
You can't mix you can't switch,
Just a case of a face and a place, no disgrace
It's just a rhythm a syndrome
It's a feeling you crave
Click track, Click track.
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Runnin' to-and-fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Salesman talkin' to me, tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week, ahh
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Blonde haired good lookin', tryin' to get me hooked
Want me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need for me to complain, my objection's overruled, ahh
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Pay phone, something wrong, dime gone, will mail
Order suit, hoppered up for telling me a tale, ahh
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Been to Yokohama, been fightin' in the war
Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car, aah
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in
Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks
Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Don't want your botheration, get away, leave me
Too much monkey business for me
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My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's 'cause I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
After that, you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
Yes, I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
If you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your BUSINESS anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
And they only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You get up every morning from your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above and people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time, you can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed, look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be taking care of BUSINESS (every day)
Taking care of BUSINESS (every way)
I've been taking care of BUSINESS (it's all mine)
Taking care of BUSINESS and working overtime, work out
If it were easy as fishin' you could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar, chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid, and we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
And we be taking care of business (every day)
Taking care of BUSINESS (every way)
We be been taking care of BUSINESS (it's all mine)
Taking care of BUSINESS and working overtime
Mercy
Whoo
All right
Take good care of my BUSINESS
When I'm away, every day
Whoo
They get up every morning from their alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above and people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time, you can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed, look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I be taking care of BUSINESS (every day)
Taking care of BUSINESS (every way)
I've been taking care of BUSINESS (it's all mine)
Taking care of BUSINESS and working overtime, take care
Takin' care of BUSINESS, whoo
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS (every day)
Takin' care of BUSINESS (every way)
Takin' care of BUSINESS (it's all mine)
Takin' care of BUSINESS and working overtime, whoo
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
We be takin' care of BUSINESS
We be takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
Takin' care of BUSINESS
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There ain't nothing I can do or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm goin' to do just as I want to anyway
And don't care if they all despise me
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
'T ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, do, do, do
If I go to church on Sunday
Then just sing the shimmy down on Monday
Ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, if I do
If my friend ain't got no money
And I say, "take all mine, honey"
'T ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, do, do, do
If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
'T ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, if I do
I'd rather my man would hit me
Than to jump up right and quit me
'T ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, do, do, do
I swear I won't call no copper
If I'm beat up by my poppa
'T ain't nobody's BIZNESS if I do, if I do
(I don't approve of the wife-beating at the end, but from what I've read, Bessie could look after herself well enough!)
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[Verse 1]
Back porch preacher preaching at me
Acting like he wrote the golden rule
Shaking his fist and speeching at me
Shouting from his soap box like a fool
Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
Heading for Sunday school
[Chorus]
Clean up your own backyard
Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your BUSINESS, I'll tend to mine
[Verse 2]
Drugstore cowboy criticizing
Acting like he's better than you and me
Standing on the sidewalk supervising
Telling everybody how they ought to be
Come closing time 'most every night
He locks up tight and out go the lights
And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
With his employee
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[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Armchair quarterback's always moaning
Second guessing people all day long
Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
Always messing where they don't belong
When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
Isn't it a pity that in this big city
Not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
He could have been a little bit wrong
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Clean up your own backyard
You tend to your business, I'll tend to mine
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You learn to sing
You learn to play
Why don't the BUSINESSmen
Ever learn to pay
That's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
You play in halls
Play in bars
You're climbin' walls
Chasin' stars
That's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
You pay the man
You pay your dues
When it's all gone, ooh
You sing the blues
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Baby that's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
You wanna roll
You wanna rock
You find it hard
If your guitar's in hock
That's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show busines
That's the way it goes
You're smoking butts
They smoke cigars
You're drown in debt
They drown in bars
That's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
You pull a chick
Take her home
No use, man
You're worn out to the bone
That's show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS (Show BUSINESS)
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
That's show BUSINESS, show BUSINESS
That's show BUSINESS, show BUSINESS
Show BUSINESS
That's the way it goes
Know what I mean?
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People everywhere
A sense of expectation hanging in the air
Giving out a spark
Across the room your eyes are glowing in the dark
And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)
Now it's all we get (ah-ha)
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)
You know what to do (ah-ha)
La question c'est voulez-vous
Voulez-vous
I know what you think
The girl means BUSINESS so I'll offer her a drink
Looking mighty proud
I see you leave your table, pushing through the crowd
I'm really glad you came, you know the rules, you know the game
Master of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)
Now it's all we get (ah-ha)
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)
You know what to do (ah-ha)
La question c'est voulez-vous
And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)
Now it's all we get (ah-ha)
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)
You know what to do (ah-ha)
La question c'est voulez-vous
Voulez-vous
Voulez-vous (ah-ha ah-ha, ah-ha)
Voulez-vous (ah-ha ah-ha, ah-ha)
Voulez-vous (ah-ha ah-ha, ah-ha)
Voulez-vous (ah-ha ah-ha, ah-ha)
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)
Now it's all we get (ah-ha)
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)
You know what to do (ah-ha)
I can still say voulez-vous
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Take it now or leave it (ah-ha)
Now it's all we get (ah-ha)
Nothing promised, no regrets
Voulez-vous (ah-ha)
Ain't no big decision (ah-ha)
You know what to do (ah-ha)
I can still say voulez-vous
I'm mixing business with leather
Christmas with Heather
Freaks flock together
And make all the b-boys scream
All right (All right)
Turn it up now (Turn it up now)
All right (All right)
Turn it up now
Word up to the manthing
She's always cold lamping
Visine at the canteen
I just wanna watch you dance
All right (All right)
Turn it up now (Turn it up now)
All right (All right)
Turn it up now
Do you want to ride on the Baltic Sea?
I'll be your mistress C.O.D
I'll comb your hair, re-write your diary
Pour champagne on a honeybee
(She can really do me)
(She can really do me)
(She can look right through me)
(And make all the b-boys scream)
All right
(Do you want to boogaloo?)
All right
(There's a meeting in the ladies room)
All right
(All the people are naked)
All right
(And the hot tub's looking real dope)
I'm mixing fitness with leather
Homework with Heather
Freaks flock together
And make all the lesbians scream
All right (All right)
Turn it up now (Turn it up now)
All right (All right)
Turn it up now
Do you want to ride on the Baltic Sea?
I'll be your mistress C.O.D
I'll comb your hair, re-write your diary
Pour champagne on a honeybee
(She can really do me)
(She can really do me)
(She can look right through me)
(And make all the b-boys scream)
(All right)
(All right)
(All right)
(All right)
You know my name (Look up my number) - The Beatles
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YOU KNOW my name
Look up the number
You know my name
Look up the number
You you know you know my name
You you know you know my name
Good evening and welcome to Slaggers
Featuring Denis O'Bell
Come on Ringo, let's hear it for Denis
Good evening
You know my name
Look look look up the number
You know my name
That's right, look up the number
You you know you know my name
You you know you know my name
You know my name
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Look up the number
You know my name
That's right, look up the number
Oh you know you know you know my name
You know you know you know my name
Huh huh huh huh
You know my name
Ba ba ba pum
Look up the number.
You know my name
Look up the number
You-a you know you know my name
Baby you-a you know you know my name
You know you know my name
You know you know my name
Go on Denis, let's hear it for Denis O'Bell
You know my name
You know you know my name
You know you know my name
Prrr you know my name and the number
You know my name and the number you know you know my name
Look up me number
You know my number three you know my number two
you know my number three you know my number four
Oh you know my name you know number too
You know my name you know my number
What's up with you?
You know my name
That's right?
Yeah
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You know, we really only wanna hear the things we like to say
But if I said to you, "Please don't do it", you'd do it anyway
Sometimes I know we gotta be cruel, be cruel to be kind
But when I ask you what you see in me, you say, "Our love is blind"
'Cause only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Whenever I think I know you better, better than I know myself
I open up, give you everything, then you say, "Okay, what else?"
And when I run away, you always cry, you always overreact
But I don't know if you know how you really feel, but you better know before I get back
'Cause only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Just try to remember now I'm the one you love
You told me, ooh, try to remember, I'm the one you're always thinking of
You told me, "Please try to remember before I walk away"
Remember, it's not good enough telling me the way it was yesterday
'Cause only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know, and I know the things we need to say
Only you know and I know
Only you know and I know
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All through the summers, into January
I've been visiting morgues and monasteries
Looking for the necessary body parts
Limbs and livers and brains and hearts
I'll bring someone to life, is what I wanna do
I wanna create my own version of you
Well, it must be the winter of my discontent
I wish you'd've taken me with you wherever you went
They talk all night and they talk all day
Not for a minute do I believe anything they say
I'm gon' bring someone to life, someone I've never seen
YOU KNOW what I mean, YOU KNOW exactly what I mean
I'll take the Scarface Pacino and The Godfather Brando
Mix it up in a tank and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put the head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get blood from a cactus, gunpowder from ice
I don't gamble with cards and I don't shoot no dice
Can you look at my face with your sightless eyes?
Can you cross your heart and hope to die?
I'll bring someone to life, someone for real
Someone who feels the way that I feel
I study Sanskrit and Arabic to improve my mind
I wanna do things for the benefit of all mankind
I say to the willow tree, "Don't weep for me"
I'm saying to hell to all things that I used to be
Well, I get into trouble, then I hit the wall
No place to turn, no place at all
I'll pick a number between a-one and two
And I ask myself, "What would Julius Caesar do?"
I will bring someone to life in more ways than one
Don't matter how long it takes, it'll be done when it's done
I'm gonna make you play the piano like Leon Russell
Like Liberace, like St. John the Apostle
I'll play every number that I can play
I'll see you maybe on Judgment Day
After midnight, if you still wanna meet
I'll be at the Black Horse Tavern on Armageddon Street
Two doors down, not that far to walk
I'll hear your footsteps, you won't have to knock
I'll bring someone to life, balance the scales
I'm not gonna get involved any insignificant details
You can bring it to St. Peter
You can bring it to Jerome
You can bring it all the way over
Bring it all the way home
Bring it to the corner where the children play
You can bring it to me on a silver tray
I'll bring someone to life, spare no expense
Do it with decency and common sense
Can you tell me what it means, to be or not to be?
You won't get away with fooling me
Can you help me walk that moonlight mile?
Can you give me the blessings of your smile?
I'll bring someone to life, use all of my powers
Do it in the dark, in the wee, small hours
I can see the history of the whole human race
It's all right there, it's carved into your face
Should I break it all down? Should I fall on my knees?
Is there light at the end of the tunnel, can you tell me, please?
Stand over there by the cypress tree
Where the Trojan women and children were sold into slavery
Long before the first Crusade
Way back before England or America were made
Step right into the burning hell
Where some of the best-known enemies of mankind dwell
Mr. Freud with his dreams, Mr. Marx with his ax
See the raw hide lash rip the skin from their backs
Got the right spirit, you can feel it, you can hear it
You've got what they call the immortal spirit
You can feel it all night, you can feel it in the morn'
It creeps in your body the day you were born
One strike of lightning is all that I need
And a blast of electricity that runs at top speed
Show me your ribs, I'll stick in the knife
Gonna jumpstart my creation to life
I wanna bring someone to life, turn back the years
Do it with laughter and do it with tears
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There she goes she ran in her room
She'll probably stay in there the rest of the day
It sounds like it must have been something you said
YOU KNOW she's awful used to getting her way
Why don't you kiss her
(Why don't you kiss her)
And while you kiss her
(Tell her you miss her)
Why don't you treat her
(Why don't you treat her)
Treat her nice
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
You know she digs you and thinks you're a real groovy guy
But yet I'm not sure that I feel the same
We both know that you've been making her cry
I hope you don't think it's some kind of game
Why don't you love her
(Why don't you love her)
Like her big brother
(Like her big brother)
Why don't you tell her
(Why don't you tell her)
Tell her you're sorry
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
(Why don't you love her)
Don't hurt my little sister
(Like her big brother)
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
Don't hurt my little sister
Only YOU KNOW and I know
All the love that we've got to show
So don't refuse to believe it
By reading too many meanings
Cause YOU KNOW that I mean what I say
So don't go and ever take me the wrong way
YOU KNOW you can't go on gettin' your own way
Cause if you do it's gonna get you someday
I appear to be pleasin'
Oh no no not deceivin'
But it's hard to believe it
Aw, yeah when you been so mistreated
Cause YOU KNOW that I mean what I say
So don't go and ever take me the wrong way
YOU KNOW you can't go on gettin' your own way
Cause if you do it's gonna get you someday
If I seem to mislead you
It's just my craziness comin' through
But when it comes down to just two
Aw I ain't no crazier than you
Cause YOU KNOW that I mean what I say
So don't go and ever take me the wrong way
YOU KNOW you can't go on gettin' your own way
Cause if you do it's gonna get you someday
Only YOU KNOW and I know
All the love that we've got to show
So don't refuse to believe it
By reading too many meanings
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Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.
Hey Jude, don't be afraid.
You were made to go out and get her.
The minute you let her under your skin,
Then you begin to make it better.
And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain,
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well YOU KNOW that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder.
Hey Jude, don't let me down.
You have found her, now go and get her.
Remember to let her into your heart,
Then you can start to make it better.
So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin,
You're waiting for someone to perform with.
And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do,
The movement you need is on your shoulder.
Hey Jude, don't make it bad.
Take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin,
Then you'll begin to make it
Better better better better better better, oh.
Na na na nananana, nannana, hey Jude...
(repeat X number of times, fade)
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Do YOU KNOW the way to San Jose?
I've been away so long
I may go wrong and lose my way
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose
LA is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, how quick they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
You can really breathe in San Jose
They've got a lot of space
There'll be a place where I can stay
I was born and raised in San Jose
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose
Fame and fortune is a magnet
It can pull you far away from home
With a dream in your heart you're never alone
Dreams turn into dust and blow away
And there you are without a friend
You park your car and ride away
I've got lots of friends in San Jose
Do you know the way to San Jose?
Oh, LA is a great big freeway
Put a hundred down and buy a car
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years, how quick they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
You can really breathe in San Jose
Oh, do you know the way to San Jose
Sorry only low hanging fruit coming to mind today.
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(Hey! Psst Psst! Here she comes now)
Oh, YOU KNOW her, would you look at that hair
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
Yuck! She's too much
She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene
Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, rip her to shreds
Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
She's so dull
Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she's so dull
Yeah, there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
She take her boat to Hong Kong
Well, bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon
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Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW, don't you?
Uh, there's a chill in the summer time air
You get a thrill from the smell of her hair
You get a high from the taste of her wits
It's certified, but, but
But you ain't getting there yet
Still can't forgive but baby, cut me some slack
Still got a feel you ain't never coming back
You want the karma but you won't commit
You'll be spanking your monkey when she's all up in your shit
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
I know you do, 'cause I told you?
Is that your girl in a lily white dress?
How come she's so fucking passive-agress-?
I hear you say with your adorable tongue
And that you just don't care how especially, yeah
While the night is still young
And still you raise your imagination, do that ration
Generation, single patience, contamination, suffocation
Don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW that she's hot?
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
I know you do because-
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW that she's hot?
Ah, don't YOU KNOW that she loves you a lot?
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
I even know that she loves you a lot
Why don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW, don't YOU KNOW what you've got?
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Would YOU KNOW my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven
Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please
Begging please
Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven
Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would you feel the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
Because I know I don't belong
Here in heaven
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Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But six rings and I rise
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
You once thought of me
As a white knight on his steed
Now YOU KNOW how happy I can be
Oh, and our good time starts and end
Without dollar one to spend
But how much, baby, do we really need?
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a day...
You know I've been here before
And I don't like it anymore
You know it's true, but what could I do?
You know I've felt this before
And I don't need it anymore
You know it's true, I love you
You know I've been here before
And I don't like it anymore
You know it's true, but what could I do?
You know I've felt this before
And I don't need it anymore
You know it's true, I love you
I love you
I love you
You know I've been here before
And I don't like it anymore
You know it's true, I love you
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