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["[Verse 1]\nYou think I'm pretty without any makeup on\nYou think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong\nI know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down\nBefore you met me, I was alright\nBut things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life\nNow every February, you'll be my Valentine, Valentine\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nLet's go all the way tonight\nNo regrets, just love\nWe can dance until we die\nYou and I, we'll be young forever\n\n[Chorus]\nYou make me feel like I'm livin' a teenage dream\nThe way you turn me on, I can't sleep\nLet's run away and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back\nMy heart stops when you look at me\nJust one touch, now, baby, I believe\nThis is real, so take a chance and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back\n\n[Verse 2]\nWe drove to Cali and got drunk on the beach\nGot a motel and built a fort out of sheets\nI finally found you, my missing puzzle piece, I'm complete\n[Pre-Chorus]\nLet's go all the way tonight\nNo regrets, just love\nWe can dance until we die\nYou and I, we'll be young forever\n\n[Chorus]\nYou make me feel like I'm livin' a teenage dream\nThe way you turn me on, I can't sleep\nLet's run away and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back\nMy heart stops when you look at me\nJust one touch, now, baby, I believe\nThis is real, so take a chance and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back\n\n[Bridge]\nI'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans\nBe your teenage dream tonight\nLet you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans\nBe your teenage dream tonight\n(Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight)\n\n[Chorus]\n(You) You make me (Make me)\nFeel like I'm livin' a teenage dream\nThe way you turn me on, I can't sleep\nLet's run away and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back (No)\nMy heart stops when you look at me\nJust one touch, now, baby, I believe\nThis is real (Oh), so take a chance and don't ever look back\nDon't ever look back\n[Outro]\nI'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans\nBe your teenage dream tonight\nLet you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans\nBe your teenage dream tonight\n(Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight)32EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nEverybody's laughing in my mind\nRumours spreading 'bout this other guy\nDo you do what you did when you did with me? Does he love you the way I can?\nDid you forget all the plans that you made with me? Cause baby I didn't\n\n[Chorus]\nThat should be me holding your hand\nThat should be me making you laugh\nThat should be me, this is so sad\nThat should be me, that should be me\nThat should be me feeling your kiss\nThat should be me buying you gifts\nThis is so wrong, I can't go on\n'Til you believe that that should be me, that should be me\n\n[Verse 2]\nYou said you needed a little time for my mistakes\nIt's funny how you used that time to have me replaced\nDid you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies? What you doing to me, you're taking him where we used to go\nNow if you're tryna break my heart, it's working because you know that\n\n[Chorus]\nThat should be me holding your hand\nThat should be me making you laugh\nThat should be me, this is so sad\nThat should be me, that should be me\nThat should be me feeling your kiss\nThat should be me buying you gifts\nThis is so wrong, I can't go on\n'Til you believe that that should be me\n[Bridge]\nI need to know should I fight for love or disarm\nIt's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart\nOooh\n[Chorus]\nThat should be me holding your hand\nThat should be me making you laugh\nThat should be me, this is so sad\nThat should be me, that should be me\nThat should be me feeling your kiss\nThat should be me buying you gifts\nThis is so wrong, I can't go on\n'Til you believe that that should be me\nHolding your hand, that should be me\nThe one making you laugh oh baby, oh that should be me\nThat should be me giving you flowers, that should be me talking for hours\nThat should be me, that should be me, that should be me\n\n[Outro]\nNever shoulda let you go, I never shoulda let you go\nThat should be me\nI'm never gonna let you go\nThat should be me\nI'm never shoulda let you go\nI'm never gonna let you go\nThat should be me\nI'm never gonna let you go18EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI went everywhere for you\nI even did my hair for you\nI bought new underwear, they're blue\nAnd I wore 'em just the other day\nLove, you know I'd fight for you\nI left on the porch light for you\nWhether you are sweet or cruel\nI'm gonna love you either way\n\n[Chorus]\nLove, oh, love\nI gotta tell you how I feel about you\n'Cause I, oh, I\nCan't go a minute without your love\nLike a satellite, I'm in an orbit all the way around you\nAnd I would fall out into the night\nCan't go a minute without your love\n\n[Verse 2]\nLove, I got it bad for you\nI saved the best I have for you\nYou sometimes make me sad and blue\nWouldn't have it any other way\nLove, my aim is straight and true\nCupid's arrow is just for you\nI even painted my toenails for you\nI did it just the other day\n[Chorus]\nLove, oh, love\nI gotta tell you how I feel about you\n'Cause I, oh, I\nCan't go a minute without your love\nLike a satellite, I'm in an orbit all the way around you\nAnd I would fall out into the night\nCan't go a minute without your\nLove, oh, love\nI gotta tell you how I feel about you\n'Cause I, oh, I\nCan't go a minute without your love\n\n[Bridge]\nWhere you go, I follow\nYou set the pace, we take it fast or slow\nI follow in your wake\nOh, oh, oh\nYou got me, you got me\nA force more powerful than gravity\nIt's physics, there's no escape\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nLove, my aim is straight and true\nCupid's arrow is just for you\nI even painted my toenails for you\nI did it just the other day\n[Chorus]\nLove, oh, love\nI gotta tell you how I feel about you\n'Cause I, oh, I\nCan't go a minute without your love\nLike a satellite, I'm in an orbit all the way around you\nAnd I would fall out into the night\nCan't go a minute without your love\nLove, oh, love\nI gotta tell you how I feel about you\n'Cause I, oh, I\nCan't go a minute without your love\n\n[Outro]\nLove, oh, love\nLove, love, love3EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nLoca (Loca)\nLoca\nDance or die\nLoca (Loca)\n\n[Verse 1: Shakira]\nShe's playin' dumb all the time, just to keep it fun\nTo get you on like, \"Ahh!\" Be careful, amigo\nShe's talking and walking just to wake you up\nShe'd die for your love, but your love's only mine, boy\nYo sigo tranquila, like I'm on a beach in Anguilla\nSippin' my Corona like it's nothin' goin' on\nI ain't leavin' you alone, what is meant for me\nNo other girl is gonna take it, so give him up\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd I'm crazy, but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nYou like that it ain't easy, loca, loca, loca\nI'm crazy but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nCrazy but you like it\n\n[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]\nThat girl is a nutter\nHot girl, I heat up when I touch her\nChica Caliente, got me rapping to merengue\nI feel so el presidente\nI'm runnin' shit and I'm lovin' it\nShe's got a mean lil' bopper, you should see what she does with it\nShe keeps it down low (Down low, down low)\nI can never get enough, oh no, oh no\nShe gives me the runaround, but I stay chasin'\nBut I mean, yo, I'm in love with a crazy girl\nBut it's all good, and it's fine by me\nJust as long as I hear her say, \"Ay, papi\"\n[Chorus: Shakira, El Cata]\nAnd I'm crazy, but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nYou like that it ain't easy, loca, loca, loca\nI'm crazy but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nCrazy but you like it (Loca, loca, loca)\n\n[Interlude]\nYou're the one for me, and for her no more\nThough you think she got it all, I got my kiki\nYou're the one for me, and for her no more\nThough you think she got it all, I got my kiki\n\n[Verse 3: Shakira, Dizzee Rascal & El Cata]\nI guess she doesn't know the things that I\u2019d do to please you\nI take you to the malec\u00f3n por el caminito\nThey saw your girlfriend looking for me with a rifle\n'Cause, we\u2019re dancin' Mambo, oh, what she don't allow it?\nI really can't help it if I make the lady loca\nI don't want no trouble, I just wanna hit the- ooh!\nAnd I'm crazy, but you like it\n'Cause the kinda girl like me, they're running out of in the market\n(Shhh)\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd I'm crazy, but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nYou like that it ain't easy, loca, loca, loca\nI'm crazy but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nCrazy but you like it\n[Pe-Chorus: Shakira & Dizzee Rascal]\n\u00a1Dios m\u00edo!\nThat girl is a (Loca)\nThat girl is a (Loca)\nThat girl is a (Loca)\nIt's a madness\nPure madness\nLoca\nThat girl is a (Loca)\nThat girl is a (Loca)\n\n[Interlude]\nYou're the one for me, and for her no more\nThough you think she got it all, I got my kiki\n\n[Chorus / Outro]\nAnd I'm crazy, but you like it, loca, loca, loca\nYou like that it ain't easy, loca, loca, loca\n(Ca, loca-ca, loca-ca, loca)\nLoca (Loca)\nLoca (Loca)2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Refrain: Rihanna & Drake]\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name? (Uh)\nWhat's my name? What's my name? (Yeah)\n\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nI heard you good with them soft lips\nYeah, you know, word of mouth\nThe square root of sixty-nine is eight somethin', right?\n'Cause I've been tryna work it out, oh\nGood weed, white wine, uh\nI come alive in the night time, yeah\nOkay, away we go\nOnly thing we have on is the radio\nLet it play\nSay you gotta leave, but I know you wanna stay\nYou just waitin' on the traffic jam to finish, girl\nThe things that we could do in twenty minutes, girl\nSay my name, say my name, wear it out\nIt's gettin' hot, crack a window, air it out\nI can get you through a mighty long day\nSoon as you go, the text that I write is gon' say\n[Refrain: Rihanna]\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nWhat's my name? What's my name?\n\n[Verse 2: Rihanna]\nNot everybody\nKnows how to work my body\nKnows how to make me want it\nBut, boy, you stay up on it\nYou got that somethin'\nThat keeps me so off balance\nBaby, you're a challenge\nLet's explore your talent\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nHey, boy, I really wanna see if you\nCan go downtown with a girl like me\nHey, boy, I really wanna be with you\n'Cause you just my type\nOoh, na, na, na, na\nI need a boy to take it over\nLookin' for a guy to put in work\nOh woah, oh woah\nHey, boy, I really wanna see if you\nCan go downtown with a girl like me\nHey, boy, I really wanna be with you\n'Cause you just my type\nOoh, na, na, na, na\nI need a boy to take it over\nLookin' for a guy to put in work\nOh woah, oh woah\n[Refrain: Rihanna]\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nWhat's my name? What's my name?\n\n[Verse 3: Rihanna]\nBaby, you got me\nAnd ain't nowhere that I'd be\nThan with your arms around me\nBack and forth, you rock me, yeah\nSo I surrender\nTo every word you whisper\nEvery door you enter\nI will let you in\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nHey, boy, I really wanna see if you\nCan go downtown with a girl like me\nHey, boy, I really wanna be with you\n'Cause you just my type\nOoh, na, na, na, na\nI need a boy to take it over\nLookin' for a guy to put in work\nOh woah, oh woah\n[Bridge: Rihanna]\nYou're so amazing\nYou took the time to figure me out\nThat's why you take me\nWay past the point of turnin' me on\nYou 'bout to break me\nI swear you got me losin' my mind\n\n[Refrain: Rihanna]\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nOh na-na, what's my name?\nWhat's my name? What's my name?\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nHey, boy, I really wanna see if you\nCan go downtown with a girl like me\nHey, boy, I really wanna be with you\n'Cause you just my type\nOoh, na, na, na, na\nI need a boy to take it over\nLookin' for a guy to put in work\nOh woah, oh woah\nHey, boy, I really wanna see if you\nCan go downtown with a girl like me\nHey, boy, I really wanna be with you\n'Cause you just my type\nOoh, na, na, na, na\nI need a boy to take it over\nLookin' for a guy to put in work\nOh woah, oh woah60EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI remember years ago\nSomeone told me I should take\nCaution when it comes to love\nI did, I did\nAnd you were strong, and I was not\nMy illusion, my mistake\nI was careless, I forgot\nI did\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd now, when all is done, there is nothing to say\nYou've gone and so effortlessly\nYou've won, you can go ahead, tell them\n\n[Chorus]\nTell them all I know now\nShout it from the rooftops\nWrite it on the skyline\nAll we had is gone now\nTell them I was happy\nAnd my heart is broken\nAll my scars are open\nTell them what I hoped would be\nImpossible, impossible\nImpossible, impossible\n[Verse 2]\nFalling out of love is hard\nFalling for betrayal is worse\nBroken trust and broken hearts\nI know, I know\nThinking all you need is there\nBuilding faith on love and words\nEmpty promises will wear\nI know, I know\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd now, when all is gone, there is nothing to say\nAnd if you're done with embarrassing me\nOn your own, you can go ahead, tell them\n\n[Chorus]\nTell them all I know now\nShout it from the rooftops\nWrite it on the skyline\nAll we had is gone now\nTell them I was happy\nAnd my heart is broken\nAll my scars are open\nTell them what I hoped would be\nImpossible, impossible\nImpossible, impossible (Let me tell you now)\nImpossible, impossible\nImpossible, impossible\n[Post-Chorus]\nOoh, impossible\n(Yeah, yeah)\n\n[Bridge]\nI remember years ago\nSomeone told me I should take\nCaution when it comes to love\nI did\n\n[Chorus]\nTell them all I know now (Yeah)\nShout it from the rooftops (Shout it from the rooftops)\nWrite it on the skyline\nAll we had is gone now (Hey)\nTell them I was happy (Tell them I was happy)\nAnd my heart is broken (And my heart is broken)\nAll my scars are open\nTell them what I hoped would be (Whoa)\nImpossible, impossible (Impossible, impossible)\nImpossible, impossible (Let me tell you now)\nImpossible, impossible (Said let me tell you now)\nImpossible, impossible\n\n[Outro]\nI remember years ago\nSomeone told me I should take\nCaution when it comes to love\nI did38EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Hook]\nShe said I love you boy I love you so\nShe said I love you baby oh oh oh oooohh ooohhh\nShe said I love you more than words could say\nShe said I love you bay-ay-ay-ay-ay-bay\n\n[Verse 1]\nSo I said what your saying girl it can\u2019t be right\nHow you can you be in love with me\nWe only just met tonight\nBut she said but boy I loved you from the start\nWhen I first heard love goes down something started burning in my heart\nI said stop this crazy talk leave right now and close the door (she said\u2026)\n\n[Hook]\nShe said I love you boy I love you so\nShe said I love you baby oh oh oh oooohh ooohhh\nShe said I love you more than words could say\nShe said I love you bay-ay-ay-ay-ay-bay\n\n[Verse 2]\nSo now I\u2019m up in the courts pleading my case from the witness box\nTelling the judge and the jury the same thing that I said to the cops\nOn the day that I got arrested, I\u2019m innocent i protested\nShe just feels rejected, had her heart broke by someone she obsessed with\nCos she likes the sound of my music\nWhich makes her a fan of my music\nThat\u2019s why love goes down makes her lose it\n'Cos she can't separate the man from the music\nAnd Im saying all this in the stand\nWhile my girl cries tears in the gallery\nThis has got bigger then I ever could have planned\nLike that song by the Zutons, Valerie\nBut the jury don\u2019t look like they\u2019re buying it\nAnd this is making me nervous\nArms crossed, screw faced like I\u2019m trying it\nTheir eyes fixed on me like a murderers\nThey wanna lock me up and throw away the key\nThey wanna send me down even though I told em she\n[Outro\nShe said I love you boy I love you so\nShe said I love you baby oh oh oh oh\n(yes she did)\nShe said I love you more than words can say\nShe said I love you bay-ay-ay-ay-ayyy-bay\nSo I said then why the hell you gotta treat me this way?\nYou don\u2019t know what love is you wouldn\u2019t do this if you did8EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nRwar, rwar!\u200b\n\n[Verse 1]\nI have a heart, I swear I do\nBut just not baby, when it comes to you\nI get so hungry when you say you love me\n(Hush) if you know what's good for you\nI think you're hot, I think you're cool\nYou're the kind of guy I'd stalk in school\nBut now that I'm famous, you're up my anus\nNow I'm gonna eat you fool\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI eat boys up\nBreakfast and lunch\nThen when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood\nCarnivore, animal, I am a cannibal\nI eat boys up\nYou better run\n\n[Chorus]\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up)\n[Verse 2]\nWhenever you tell me I'm pretty\nThat's when the hunger really hits me\nYour little heart goes pitter-patter\nI want your liver on a platter\nUse your finger to stir my tea\nAnd for dessert, I'll suck your teeth\nBe too sweet, and you'll be a goner\n(Yeah) I'll pull a Jeffrey Dahmer\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI eat boys up\nBreakfast and lunch\nThen when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood\nCarnivore, animal, I am a cannibal\nI eat boys up\nYou better run\n\n[Chorus]\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up)\n\n[Bridge]\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\nOh-woah-oh-oh\n[Chorus]\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, cannibal, I am!)\nI am cannibal (Cannibal, I'll eat you up)\n\n[Outro]\nI love you\nI warned you\nRwar!27EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: David Guetta]\nDance, dance, dance, dance\nDance, dance, dance, dance\n\n[Verse 1: Kelly Rowland]\nI feel like the DJ is my bodyguard\nYou see the way he keeps me safe\nWith the treble and that bass\nI feel free enough to party hard\nThis dress won't go to waste\nFeels like I own the place, yeah\nV.I.P to be the boss\nYou see the way these people stare\nWatching how I fling my hair\nI'm a dance floor lover\nBaby there's no other\nWho do it like I do it, yeah\n\n[Chorus: Kelly Rowland & David Guetta]\nFrom here on out\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNo fear, no doubt\nI'll provide the answer (I'll provide the answer)\nRight now I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNow I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nRight now I command you to\nDance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nDance, dance, dance\nI'll provide the answer (I'll provide the answer)\nDance\n[Verse 2: Kelly Rowland]\nAin't no reason to celebrate\nBut you know we gon' have a ball\nChampagne spilling' from the wall\nAnd I'll be partying 'til hella late\nBut I ain't worried, not at all\nI just give my driver a call, yeah\nTell him pick me up at 8 AM\nNo, we ain't stopping right here\nWe'll take the party to the crib\nLet's go all night, baby\nYou won't find no lady\nWho does it like I does it, yeah\n\n[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]\nFrom here on out\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNo fear, no doubt\nI'll provide the answer (I'll provide the answer)\nRight now I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNow I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nRight now I command you to\n\n[Bridge: Kelly Rowland]\nThe club is jam packed\nSo DJ where you at?\nI know you got my back\nSo make that bass attack\nLet's make these people move\nYou know I need some room, to\nDo what I do, I'm 'bout to act a fool\nTurn the lights on\n[Chorus: Kelly Rowland]\nFrom here on out\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNo fear, no doubt\nI'll provide the answer (I'll provide the answer)\nRight now I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nNow I command you to dance\nI'll be your commander (I'll be your commander)\nRight now I command you to\n\n[Outro: Kelly Rowland & David Guetta]\nDance\nI'll be your commander\nDance, dance, dance, dance\nI'll provide the answer (I'll provide the answer)\nDance, dance, dance2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI always knew this day would come\nWe'd be standing one by one\nWith our future in our hands\nSo many dreams, so many plans\nI always knew after all these years\nThere'd be laughter, there'd be tears\nBut never thought that I'd walk away\nWith so much joy but so much pain\nAnd it's so hard to say goodbye\n\n[Chorus]\nBut yesterday's gone, we gotta keep moving on\nI'm so thankful for the moments\nSo glad I got to know ya\nThe times that we had, I'll keep like a photograph\nAnd hold you in my heart forever\nI'll always remember you\n\n[Verse 2]\nAnother chapter in the book\nCan\u2019t go back, but you can look\nAnd there we are on every page\nMemories I'll always save\nUp ahead, only open doors\nWho knows what we're heading towards\nI wish you love, I wish you luck\nFor you, the world just opens up\nBut it's so hard to say goodbye\n[Chorus]\nYesterday's gone, we gotta keep moving on\nI'm so thankful for the moments\nSo glad I got to know ya\nThe times that we had, I'll keep like a photograph\nAnd hold you in my heart forever\nI'll always remember you\n\n[Bridge]\nEvery day that we had, all the good, all the bad\nI'll keep them here inside\nAll the times that we shared, every place, everywhere\nYou touched my life\nYeah, one day we'll look back, we'll smile, and we'll laugh\nBut right now we just cry\n'Cause it's so hard to say goodbye\n\n[Chorus]\nYesterday's gone, we gotta keep moving on\nI'm so thankful for the moments\nSo glad I got to know ya\nThe times that we had, I'll keep like a photograph\nAnd hold you in my heart forever\nI'll always remember you\nI'll always remember you\nI'll always remember you5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "2005Whose Girl Is That \ud83d\udc55\nRun It! (feat. Juelz Santana) \ud83d\udc55\nYo (Excuse Me Miss) \ud83d\udc552006Gimme That (feat. Lil Wayne) \ud83d\udc55\nSay Goodbye \ud83d\udc55\nShortie Like Mine (Bow Wow feat. Chris Brown & Johnt\u00e1 Austin) \ud83d\udc552007Wall to Wall \ud83d\udc55\nKiss Kiss (feat. T-Pain) \ud83d\udc55\nThis Christmas \ud83d\udc55\nWith You \ud83d\udc552008Shawty Get Loose (Lil Mama feat. Chris Brown & T-Pain) \ud83d\udc55\nNo Air (Jordin Sparks feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nTake You Down \ud83d\udc55\nForever \ud83d\udc55\nGet Like Me (David Banner feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nWhat Them Girls Like (Ludacris feat. Chris Brown & Sean Garrett) \ud83d\udc55\nHead of My Class (Scooter Smiff feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nMake the World Go Round (Nas feat. Chris Brown & Game) \ud83d\udc55\nSuperhuman (feat. Keri Hilson) \ud83d\udc552009Freeze (T-Pain feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBetter on the Other Side (The Game feat. Chris Brown, Diddy, DJ Khalil, Polow da Don, Mario Winans, Usher & Boyz II Men) \ud83d\udc55\nDrop It Low (Ester Dean feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nI Can Transform Ya (feat. Lil Wayne & Swizz Beatz) \ud83d\udc55\nCrawl \ud83d\udc55\nBack to the Crib (Juelz Santana feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552010Holla At Me (with Tyga) \ud83d\udc55\nG Shit (with Tyga) \ud83d\udc55\nDeuces (feat. Tyga & Kevin McCall) \ud83d\udc55\nNo Bullshit \ud83d\udc55\nMake a Movie (Twista feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nYeah 3x \ud83d\udc55\nYesterday (Diddy-Dirty Money feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nAin't Thinkin' 'Bout You (Bow Wow feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nGet Back Up (T.I. feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nChampion (Chipmunk feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552011Look at Me Now (feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes) \ud83d\udc55\nBeautiful People (feat. Benny Benassi) \ud83d\udc55\nAnother Planet (Jawan Harris feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nOne Night Stand (Keri Hilson feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nAll About You \ud83d\udc55\nSpend It All (feat. Kevin McCall & SeVen) \ud83d\udc55\nReal Hip Hop Shit #4 (feat. Kevin McCall) \ud83d\udc55\nMy Last (Big Sean feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nYour Body \ud83d\udc55\nReal Hip Hop Shit \ud83d\udc55\nMy Last \ud83d\udc55\nYoko (feat. Berner, Wiz Khalifa & Big K.R.I.T.) \ud83d\udc55\nShe Ain't You \ud83d\udc55\nBest Love Song (T-Pain feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nShould've Kissed You \ud83d\udc55\nBetter with the Lights Off (New Boyz feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nSnapbacks Back (Tyga feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nNext to You (feat. Justin Bieber) \ud83d\udc55\nPot of Gold (The Game feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBody 2 Body (Ace Hood feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nNiggas In Paris (feat. T-Pain) \ud83d\udc55\nInternational Love (Pitbull feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nStrip (feat. Kevin McCall) \ud83d\udc55\nAnother Round (Fat Joe feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552012Why Stop Now (Busta Rhymes feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nTurn Up the Music \ud83d\udc55\nRight by My Side (Nicki Minaj feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nHow I Feel \ud83d\udc55\nTake It to the Head (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne) \ud83d\udc55\nSweet Love \ud83d\udc55\nTill I Die (feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa) \ud83d\udc55\nI Can Only Imagine (David Guetta feat. Chris Brown & Lil Wayne) \ud83d\udc55\nDon't Wake Me Up \ud83d\udc55\nFunction (Remix) (E-40 feat. Chris Brown, Problem, French Montana & Young Jeezy) \ud83d\udc55\nPut It Down (Brandy feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nMercy (Remix) \ud83d\udc55\nAlgo Me Gusta de Ti (Wisin & Yandel feat. Chris Brown & T-Pain) \ud83d\udc55\nCelebration (The Game feat. Chris Brown, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa & Lil Wayne) \ud83d\udc55\nEveryday Birthday (Swizz Beatz feat. Chris Brown & Ludacris) \ud83d\udc55\nDon't Judge Me \ud83d\udc55\nHome \ud83d\udc55\nGreen Goblin (Jae Millz feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552013Fine China \ud83d\udc55\nReady (Fabolous feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBeat It (Sean Kingston feat. Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa) \ud83d\udc55\nFor the Road (Tyga feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nDon't Think They Know (feat. Aaliyah) \ud83d\udc55\nLove More (feat. Nicki Minaj) \ud83d\udc55\nShots Fired (Tank feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nSweet Serenade (Pusha T feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nIt Won't Stop (Sevyn Streeter feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nShow Me (Kid Ink feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552014Episode (E-40 feat. Chris Brown & T.I.) \ud83d\udc55\nHold You Down (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown, August Alsina, Future & Jeremih) \ud83d\udc55\nLoyal (feat. Lil Wayne & Tyga) \ud83d\udc55\nMemory (Asher Roth feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nNew Flame (feat. Usher & Rick Ross) \ud83d\udc55\nDon't Be Gone Too Long (feat. Ariana Grande) \ud83d\udc55\nOnly (Nicki Minaj feat. Drake, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552015Autumn Leaves (feat. Kendrick Lamar) \ud83d\udc55\nShe Wildin' (Fabolous feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nAyo (with Tyga) \ud83d\udc55\nPost to Be (Omarion feat. Chris Brown & Jhen\u00e9 Aiko) \ud83d\udc55\nFive More Hours (Deorro feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nDon't Kill the Fun (Sevyn Streeter feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nPrivate Show (T.I. feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nHow Many Times (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne & Big Sean) \ud83d\udc55\nYou Changed Me (Jamie Foxx feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBitches N Marijuana (with Tyga feat. Schoolboy Q) \ud83d\udc55\nFun (Pitbull feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nDo It Again (Pia Mia feat. Chris Brown & Tyga) \ud83d\udc55\nAll Eyes on You (Meek Mill feat. Nicki Minaj & Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBody on Me (Rita Ora feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nPlay No Games (Big Sean feat. Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign) \ud83d\udc55\nPut On My Niggas (Compton Menace feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nMoses (French Montana feat. Chris Brown & Migos) \ud83d\udc55\nAin't Shit Change (Cal Scruby feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nLiquor \ud83d\udc55\nZero \ud83d\udc55\nGold Slugs (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown, August Alsina & Fetty Wap) \ud83d\udc55\nPlayer (Tinashe feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nSorry (Rick Ross feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nFine by Me \ud83d\udc55\nBack to Sleep \ud83d\udc55\nWrist (feat. Solo Lucci) \ud83d\udc55\nAnyway (feat. Tayla Parx) \ud83d\udc55\nPicture Me Rollin' \ud83d\udc55\nLittle More (Royalty) \ud83d\udc552016I'm the Man (Remix) (50 Cent feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nParadise (Benny Benassi feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nDrifting (G-Eazy feat. Chris Brown & Tory Lanez) \ud83d\udc55\nWishing (DJ Drama feat. Chris Brown, Skeme & LyQuin) \ud83d\udc55\nGrass Ain't Greener \ud83d\udc55\nBounce (Kid Red feat. Chris Brown & Migos) \ud83d\udc55\nNo Romeo No Juliet (50 Cent feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nDo You Mind (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown, Nicki Minaj, Rick Ross, Future & Jeremih) \ud83d\udc55\nLeave Broke (Famous Fresh feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nParty (feat. Usher & Gucci Mane) \ud83d\udc552017Hold Up (French Montana feat. Chris Brown & Migos) \ud83d\udc55\nPrivacy \ud83d\udc55\nI Think of You (Jeremih feat. Chris Brown & Big Sean) \ud83d\udc55\nI See You (Kap G feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nPIE (Future feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nTone It Down (Gucci Mane feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nQuestions \ud83d\udc55\nPills & Automobiles (feat. Yo Gotti, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Kodak Black) \ud83d\udc55\nPerfect (Dave East feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nPost & Delete (Zoey Dollaz feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nJiu Jitsu (OneInThe4rest feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nHigh End (feat. Future & Young Thug) \ud83d\udc55\nJust As I Am (Spiff TV feat. Chris Brown & Prince Royce) \ud83d\udc55\nFlipmode (Fabolous feat. Velous & Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552018Melanin Magic (Remy Ma feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nStranger Things (with Joyner Lucas) \ud83d\udc55\nTempo \ud83d\udc55\nFreaky Friday (Lil Dicky feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nSave It for Me (Yo Gotti feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nI Don't Die (with Joyner Lucas) \ud83d\udc55\nHope You Do \ud83d\udc55\nTo My Bed \ud83d\udc55\nLove You Better (King Combs feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nLeft Right (Casanova feat. Chris Brown & Fabolous) \ud83d\udc55\nFairytale (with Skye) \ud83d\udc55\nAttention (Fat Joe & Dre feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nOverdose (Agnez Mo feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552019Undecided \ud83d\udc55\nJust Let Go (with Joyner Lucas) \ud83d\udc55\nChi Chi (Trey Songz feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBack to Love \ud83d\udc55\nLight It Up (Marshmello feat. Tyga & Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nJealous (DJ Khaled feat. Chris Brown, Lil Wayne & Big Sean) \ud83d\udc55\nWobble Up (feat. Nicki Minaj & G-Eazy) \ud83d\udc55\nHaute (Tyga feat. Chris Brown & J Balvin) \ud83d\udc55\nType a Way (Eric Bellinger feat. Chris Brown & OG Parker) \ud83d\udc55\nEasy (Remix) (DaniLeigh feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nNo Guidance (feat. Drake) \ud83d\udc55\nBlow My Mind (with Davido) \ud83d\udc55\nHeat (feat. Gunna) \ud83d\udc55\nRestroom Occupied (Yella Beezy feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc552020Put In Work (with Jacquees) \ud83d\udc55\nGo Crazy (with Young Thug) \ud83d\udc55\nSay You Love Me (with Young Thug) \ud83d\udc55\nCity Girls (with Young Thug) \ud83d\udc552021Provide (G-Eazy feat. Chris Brown & Mark Morrison) \ud83d\udc55\nF.E.E.L.S (Tory Lanez feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nAlready Best Friends (Jack Harlow feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nGo Crazy (Remix) (Chris Brown & Young Thug feat. Lil Durk, Latto & Future) \ud83d\udc55\nCome Through (H.E.R. feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nAngles (Wale feat. Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc55\nBaddest (Yung Bleu, Chris Brown & 2 Chainz) \ud83d\udc55\nShopping Spree (Davido feat. Chris Brown & Young Thug) \ud83d\udc55\nNost\u00e1lgico (Rvssian, Rauw Alejandro & Chris Brown) \ud83d\udc554EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: JAY-Z]\nYeah\n\n[Verse 1: Jay-Z]\nYeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca\nRight next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever\nI'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here\nI can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere\nI used to cop in Harlem \u2013 hola, my Dominicanos (Dimelo!)\nRight there up on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's\nTook it to my stash spot, 560 State Street\nCatch me in the kitchen, like a Simmons whippin' pastry\nCruisin' down 8th Street, off-white Lexus\nDrivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas\nMe? I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie\nNow I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me\nSay what up to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais\nSittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives\nNigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee\nTell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from\n\n[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]\nIn New York (Ayy, aha) (Uh, yeah)\nConcrete jungle (Yeah) where dreams are made of\nThere's nothin' you can't do (Yeah) (Okay)\nNow you're in New York (Aha, aha, aha) (Uh, yeah)\nThese streets will make you feel brand-new (New)\nBig lights will inspire you (Come on) (Okay)\nLet's hear it for New York (You welcome, OG) (Uh)\nNew York (Yeah), New York (Uh) (I made you hot, nigga)\n[Verse 2: Jay-Z]\nCatch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game\nShit, I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can\nYou should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though\nBut I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though\nWelcome to the meltin' pot, corners where we sellin' rock\nAfrika Bambaataa shit, home of the hip-hop\nYellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back\nFor foreigners, it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add\nEight million stories out there in the naked\nCity, it's a pity half of y'all won't make it\nMe? I gotta plug Special Ed, \"I Got It Made\"\nIf Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade\nThree dice cee-lo, three-card Marley\nLabor Day Parade\u2014rest in peace, Bob Marley\nStatue of Liberty, long live the World Trade\nLong live the king, yo\u2014I'm from the Empire State, that's\n[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]\nIn New York (Ayy) (Uh, yeah)\nConcrete jungle where dreams are made of\nThere's nothin' you can't do (That boy good) (Okay)\nNow you're in New York (Welcome to the bright lights, baby) (Uh, yeah)\nThese streets will make you feel brand-new\nBig lights will inspire you (Okay)\nLet's hear it for New York (Uh)\nNew York (Yeah), New York (Uh)\n[Verse 3: Jay-Z]\nLights is blinding, girls need blinders\nSo they can step out of bounds quick, the side lines is\nLined with casualties who sip the life casually\nThen gradually become worse \u2013 don't bite the apple, Eve!\nCaught up in the in-crowd, now you're in-style\nInto the winter gets cold, en vogue with your skin out\nCity of sin is a pity on a whim\nGood girls gone bad, the city's filled with them\nMami, took a bus trip, now she got her bust out\nEverybody ride her, just like a bus route\n\"Hail Mary\" to the city, you're a virgin\nAnd Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end\nCame here for school, graduated to the high life\nBall players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight\nMDMA got you feelin' like a champion\nThe city never sleeps, better slip you a Ambien\n[Chorus: Alicia Keys & Jay-Z]\nIn New York (Ayy, ow) (Uh, yeah)\nConcrete jungle where dreams are made of\nThere's nothin' you can't do (Okay)\nNow you're in New York (Uh, yeah)\nThese streets will make you feel brand-new\nBig lights will inspire you (Okay)\nLet's hear it for New York (Uh)\nNew York (Yeah), New York (Uh)\n[Bridge: Alicia Keys]\nOne hand in the air for the big city (Oh)\nStreet lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty (Oh)\nNo place in the world that could compare (Nah)\nPut your lighters in the air, everybody say\n\"Yeah, yeah\" (Come on, come on)\n\"Yeah, yeah\" (Come on)\n\n[Chorus: Alicia Keys]\nIn New York (Uh, yeah)\nConcrete jungle where dreams are made of\nThere's nothin' you can't do (Okay)\nNow you're in New York (Uh, yeah)\nThese streets will make you feel brand-new\nBig lights will inspire you (Okay)\nLet's hear it for New York (Uh)\nNew York (Yeah), New York (Uh)137EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Letra de \"Danza Kuduro\" ft. Don Omar]\n\n[Intro: Don Omar]\nA&X\nEl Orfanato\n\u00a1Danza Kuduro!\n(Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop)\n\u00a1Lucenzo!\n(El Orfanato)\n\u00a1El Rey!\n\n[Coro: Don Omar]\nLa mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta\nDanza kuduro\nNo te canse' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza\nDanza kuduro\nLa mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta\nDanza kuduro\nNo te canse' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza\nDanza kuduro\n[Verso: Don Omar]\nQui\u00e9n puede domar la fuerza del mal\nQue se mete por tu' vena' (\u00a1Don!)\nLo caliente del sol que se te meti\u00f3\nY no te deja quieta, nena (\u00a1Toma, toma!)\nQui\u00e9n puede parar eso que al bailar\nDescontrola tu' cadera' (Sexy!)\nY ese fuego que quema por dentro y lento\nTe convierte en fiera (Rah)\n\n[Coro: Don Omar]\nCon la mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta y sacude duro\nNo te quite' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza y sacude duro (\u00a1Don!)\n\n[Refr\u00e1n: Lucenzo]\nMexe kuduro\nBalan\u00e7a que \u00e9 uma loucura\nMorena, vem a meu lado\nNingu\u00e9m vai ficar parado\nQuero ver mexer kuduro\nBalan\u00e7a que \u00e9 uma loucura\nMorena, vem a meu lado\nNingu\u00e9m vai ficar parado, oh-oh-oh\n[Pre-Coro: Lucenzo]\nOi, oi, oi\nOi, oi, oi, oi\n\u00c9 pra quebrar kuduro\nVamos dan\u00e7ar kuduro\nOi, oi, oi\nOi, oi, oi, oi\nSeja morena ou loira\nVem balan\u00e7ar kuduro\nOi, oi, oi\n\n[Coro: Don Omar]\nLa mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta\nDanza kuduro\nNo te canse' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza\nDanza kuduro\nLa mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta\nDanza kuduro\nNo te canse' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza\nDanza kuduro\n[Refr\u00e1n: Lucenzo]\nBalan\u00e7a que \u00e9 uma loucura\nMorena, vem a meu lado\nNingu\u00e9m vai ficar parado\nQuero ver mexer kuduro\nBalan\u00e7a que \u00e9 uma loucura\nMorena, vem a meu lado\nNingu\u00e9m vai ficar parado\n\n[Pre-Coro: Lucenzo & Don Omar]\nOi, oi, oi\nOi, oi, oi, oi\n\u00c9 pra quebrar kuduro\nVamos dan\u00e7ar kuduro\nOi, oi, oi\nOi, oi, oi, oi\nSeja morena ou loira\nVem balan\u00e7ar kuduro\nOi, oi, oi\n\u00a1El Orfanato!\n\n[Coro: Don Omar]\nLa mano arriba (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nCintura sola (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nDa media vuelta (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nDanza kuduro (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nNo te canse' ahora (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nMueve la cabeza (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nDanza kuduro (Vai, vai; vuelta)\nLa mano arriba\nCintura sola\nDa media vuelta\nDanza kuduro\nNo te canse' ahora\nQue esto s\u00f3lo empieza\nMueve la cabeza\nDanza kuduro\n\n[Outro]\nA&X31EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Hook]\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (e-ey)\nUnd sie wei\u00df, dass ihr die Welt geh\u00f6rt\n\n[Part 1]\nSie ist so frech, so laut, so cool\nHaut dich sofort vom Stuhl\nSo kess, so dreist, so fly\nSo verdammt elegant und hei\u00df\n'Ne Killerbraut, r-rattenscharf\nSo sagenhaft smart mit 'ner hammer Art\nSie sagt auch gern, \u201eHalt die Schnauze jetzt!\u201c\nDu bestellst zehn Drinks und sie haut sie weg\nGro\u00dfe Klappe, viel dahinter\nSchmeckt wie der Sommer, ist cool wie der Winter\nWat 'ne Wucht! Das sieht auch 'n Blinder\nDu siehst sie und du wei\u00dft: ,Ich will Kinder!\u2018\n\n[Bridge 1]\nSie ist die Axt im Wald\nSo Bombe, dass es knallt\nSie l\u00e4uft durch den Kiez\nUnd du bist gleich verliebt\n[Hook]\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl\nUnd sie wei\u00df, dass ihr die Welt geh\u00f6rt\n\n[Part 2]\nSie rockt, sie hat die Hosen an\nBraucht kein'n Mann mit Zwei-Meter-Oberarm\nSie liebt Currywurst hei\u00df und fettig\nUnd schei\u00dft drauf, sind die Highheels dreckig\nFeuerzeug, Bierflasche\nWie du deine dann aufkriegst, ihr latte\nUnd der Grund, warum ich sie doppelt mag\nIst, weil sie manchmal so s\u00fc\u00df \u201eOpfer\u201c sagt\nAuf so eine Braut w\u00fcrde jeder warten\nBring kein'n Strau\u00df mit, schenk ihr'n Schrebergarten!\nSchick gemacht, Sektpulle in der Hand\nDreizehn Uhr, so geht Citybrunch\n\n[Bridge 2]\nSie macht den Style zum Trend\nDreitausend Facebookfans\nSie l\u00e4uft durch den Kiez\nUnd du bist gleich verliebt\n[Hook]\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (Berlin-City-Girl)\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (uuh)\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (Berlin-City-Girl)\nUnd sie wei\u00df, dass ihr die Welt geh\u00f6rt (yeah, yeah)\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (Berlin-City-Girl)\nSie is'n Berlin-City-Girl (yeah, yeah)\nUnd sie wei\u00df (und sie wei\u00df), und sie wei\u00df (und sie wei\u00df)\nUnd sie wei\u00df, dass ihr die Welt geh\u00f6rt (e-ey)\n\n[Part 3]\nIch sah so viel von dieser Welt\nIch sah so viel, was mir gef\u00e4llt\nJetzt wei\u00df ich auch, dass jede Stadt\nSo wundersch\u00f6ne T\u00f6chter hat\nOb Ost, ob West\nOb Nord, ob S\u00fcd\nWir woll'n euch h\u00f6r'n\nAlle City-Girls!\n\n[Bridge 3]\nWo sind die Hamburg-City-Girls?\nWo sind die M\u00fcnchen-City-Girls? (alle City-Girls)\nWo sind uns're K\u00f6lner-City-Girls? (yeah, yeah)\nUnd die Frankfurt-City-Girls?\nWir lieben uns're Stuttgart-City-Girls\nWir lieben uns're Dortmund-City-Girls\nWo sind uns're D\u00fcsseldorf-City-Girls?\nUnd uns're Essen-City-Girls? (alle City-Girls)\n[Outro (nur in der Albumversion)]\nBremen-City-Girls\nHannover-City-Girls\nLeipzig-City-Girls\nDresden-City-Girls\nN\u00fcrnberg-City-Girls (alle City-Girls!)\nDuisburg-City-Girls\nBochum-City-Girls\nWuppertal-City-Girls\n2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Produced by The-Dream and Tricky Stewart]\n\n[Intro: Justin Bieber]\nOh, woah\nOh, woah\nOh, woah\n\n[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]\nYou know you love me, I know you care\nJust shout whenever and I'll be there\nYou want my love, you want my heart\nAnd we will never, ever, ever be apart\nAre we an item? Girl, quit playin'\nWe're just friends, what are you sayin'?\nSaid \"There's another,\" and looked right in my eyes\nMy first love broke my heart for the first time, and I was like\n\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\n[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]\nOh, for you I would have done whatever\nAnd I just can't believe we ain't together\nAnd I wanna play it cool, but I'm losin' you\nI'll buy you anything, I'll buy you any ring\nAnd I'm in pieces, baby, fix me\nAnd just shake me 'til you wake me from this bad dream\nI'm goin' down, down, down, down\nAnd I just can't believe my first love won't be around, and I'm like\n\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\n\n[Verse 3: Ludacris]\n(Luda)\nWhen I was 13, I had my first love\nThere was nobody that compared to my baby\nAnd nobody came between us, nor could ever come above\nShe had me goin' crazy\nOh, I was starstruck\nShe woke me up daily, don't need no Starbucks\nShe made my heart pound, and skip a beat when I see her in the street and\nAt school on the playground, but I really wanna see her on the weekend\nShe knows she's got me dazing, 'cause she was so amazin'\nAnd now my heart is breakin', but I just keep on sayin'\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\nBaby, baby, baby oh\nLike baby, baby, baby no\nLike baby, baby, baby oh\nThought you'd always be mine, mine\n\n[Outro: Justin Bieber]\nI'm gone, yeah yeah yeah\nNow I'm all gone, yeah yeah yeah\nNow I'm all gone, yeah yeah yeah\nNow I'm all gone, gone, gone, gone, I'm gone71EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, hey\nHey, hey, hey, hey (J-J-J-J-Jessie J)\n\n[Verse 1]\nStomp stomp, I've arrived\nDrop the beat, nasty face\nWhy you looking at me?\nFlying, flying, flying, flying through the sky\nIn my spaceship, I'm an alien tonight\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty sucker\nYou think I can't get hurt like you, you motherfucker?\n[Chorus]\nI can do it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nDo it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar\n[Verse 2]\nBang bang (Hey), pour me a beer\nNo pretty drinks, I'm a guy out here\nRolling, rolling, rolling, rolling money like a pimp\nMy B-I-T-C-Hes on my dick, like this\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty sucker\nYou think I can't get hurt like you, you motherfucker?\n[Chorus]\nI can do it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nDo it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar\n[Bridge]\nBoys, come-come say what you wanna\nBoys, you-you need to lick my dollar\nBoys, g-getting hot under the collar\nHolla, holla, woah (Ooh whoa)\nBoys, come-come say what you wanna (Come say it)\nBoys, you-you need to lick my dollar (Lick my dollar, dollar)\nBoys, g-getting hot under the collar (Yeah, okay)\nHolla, holla, whoa (Break it down)\n[Breakdown]\nI can do it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nDo it like a brother, do it like a dude\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\n[Chorus]\nI can do it like a brother, do it like a dude (Brother, du-dude)\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nDo it like a brother, do it like a dude (Brother, du-dude)\nGrab my crotch, wear my hat low like you\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\n(Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma)\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar\n(Ma-ma-ma-ma, ah)\nWe can do it like the mandem, mandem, hey\n(Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma)\nWe can do it like the mandem, sugar, sugar, sugar (Yeah)\n[Outro]\nDo it, do it like a dude (Okay)\nDo it, do it low like you\nDo it, do it like a dude\nDo it, do it, do it like a dude10EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI came to dance, dance, dance, dance (Yeah)\nI hit the floor 'cause that's my plans, plans, plans, plans (Yeah)\nI'm wearing all my favorite brands, brands, brands, brands (Yeah)\nGive me some space for both my hands, hands, hands, hands, yeah, yeah\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause it goes on and on and on\nAnd it goes on and on and on, yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nI throw my hands up in the air sometimes\nSayin' \"Ayo, gotta let go\"\nI wanna celebrate and live my life\nSayin' \"Ayo, baby, let's go\"\n'Cause we gon' rock this club\nWe gon' go all night\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite\n'Cause I told you once\nNow I told you twice\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite\n\n[Verse 2]\nI came to move, move, move, move (Yeah)\nGet out the way of me and my crew, crew, crew, crew (Yeah)\nI\u2019m in the club so I\u2019m gonna do, do, do, do (Yeah)\nJust what the fuck, came here to do, do, do, do (Yeah)\nYeah, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause it goes on and on and on\nAnd it goes on and on and on, yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nI throw my hands up in the air sometimes\nSayin' \"Ayo, gotta let go\"\nI wanna celebrate and live my life\nSayin' \"Ayo, baby, let's go\"\n'Cause we gon' rock this club\nWe gon' go all night\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite\n'Cause I told you once\nNow I told you twice\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite\n\n[Bridge]\nI'm gonna take it all, I\nI'm gonna be the last one standing\nHigher overall, I\nI'm gonna be the last one landing\n'Cause I, I, I believe it\nAnd I, I, I, I just want it all\nI just want it all\nI'm gonna put my hands in the air\nHands, hands in the air\nPut yo' hands in the air\n[Chorus]\nI throw my hands up in the air sometimes\nSayin' \"Ayo, gotta let go\"\nI wanna celebrate and live my life\nSayin' \"Ayo, baby, let's go\"\n'Cause we gon' rock this club\nWe gon' go all night\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite\n'Cause I told you once\nNow I told you twice\nWe gon' light it up\nLike it's dynamite22EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Chorus]\nMy chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy-my chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\n(DTP!)\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\n\n[Verse 1: Ludacris]\nListen, I'm sayin' my chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy chick bad, badder than yours\nMy chick do stuff that I can't even put in words\nHer swagger don't stop, her body won't quit\nSo fool pipe down, you ain't talkin 'bout shit\nM-m-my chick bad, tell me if you seen her\nShe always bring the racket like Venus and Serena\nAll white top, all white belt\nAnd all white jeans, body lookin' like milk\nNo-no time for games, she's full grown\nMy chick bad, tell yo' chick to go home\n\n[Chorus]\nMy chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy-my chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\n(Let's go!)\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\n[Verse 2: Ludacris]\nNow-now-now-now-now-now, now your girl might be sick but my girl's sicker\nShe rides that dick and she handles her liquor\nWill knock a bitch out, annnnd fight\nComin' out swingin' like Tiger Woods' wife\nYeahhh, she could get a little hasty\nChicks better cover up they chest like pasties\nCouple girlfriends and they ALL a little crazy\nComin down the street like a parade, Macy's\n(Whoo!) I fill 'er up, balloons\nTest her and guns get drawn like cartoons\nD'oh, but I ain't talkin 'bout Homer\nChick's so bad the whole crew wanna bone her, yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nMy chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy-my chick bad (and I'm lovin' it!), my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\n\n[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]\nYo, yo, now-now-now-now\nNow all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie\nBut I take a left and leave them hangin' like a testie\nTrash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty\nRunnin' down the court I'm dunkin' on 'em, Lisa Leslie\nIt-it-it-it-it's goin' down, basement\nFriday the 13th, guess who's playing Jason\nTuck yourself in, you better hold onto your teddy\nIt's Nightmare on Elm Street and guess who's playin' Freddy\nMy chick bad, chef cookin' for me\nThey say my shoe game crazy, the mental asylum lookin' for me\n(Ha ha ha ha), you a rookie to me\nI'm in that wham-bam purple Lam, damn bitch you been a fan\n[Chorus]\nMy chick bad (don't get scared now, haha!), my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\n(Disturbing Tha Peace!)\nMy-my chick bad, my chick hood\nMy chick do stuff that your chick wish she could\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\nMy-my chick bad, badder-badder than yours\n\n[Outro: Ludacris]\nLuda, DTP\nAnd when we all alone, I might just tip her\nShe slides down the pole, like a certified stripper\nWhen we all alone I might tip, tip her\nShe slides down the pole, like a certified stripper\nWhen-when we all alone, I might just tip her\nShe slides down the pole, like a certified stripper\nWhen we all alone, I might just tip her\nShe slides down the pole, like a certified stripper, I kinda like that31EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Couplet 1]\nDonnez-moi une suite au Ritz, je n'en veux pas!\nDes bijoux de chez Chanel, je n'en veux pas\nDonnez-moi une limousine, j'en ferais quoi? (Papala-papapala)\nOffrez-moi du personnel, j'en ferais quoi?\nUn manoir \u00e0 Neuch\u00e2tel, c'n'est pas pour moi\nOffrez-moi la Tour Eiffel, j'en ferais quoi? (Papala-papapala)\n(Cha-lapapa-dapa-papa-lapa-lapa-ladee-dada-papa)\n\n[Refrain]\nJe veux d'l'amour, d'la joie, de la bonne humeur\nC'n'est pas votre argent qui f'ra mon bonheur\nMoi, j'veux crever la main sur le c\u0153ur (papala-papapala)\nAllons ensemble, d\u00e9couvrir ma libert\u00e9\nOubliez donc tous vos clich\u00e9s\nBienvenue dans ma r\u00e9alit\u00e9\n\n[Couplet 2]\nJ'en ai marre d'vos bonnes mani\u00e8res, c'est trop pour moi\nMoi, je mange avec les mains et j'suis comme \u00e7a\nJe parle fort et je suis franche, excusez-moi\nFinie l'hypocrisie moi j'me casse de l\u00e0\nJ'en ai marre des langues de bois\nRegardez moi, toute mani\u00e8re j'vous en veux pas et j'suis comme \u00e7a J'suis comme \u00e7a (Papala-papapala)\n\n[Refrain]\nJe veux d'l'amour, d'la joie, de la bonne humeur\nC'n'est pas votre argent qui f'ra mon bonheur\nMoi, j'veux crever la main sur le c\u0153ur (Papala-papapala)\nAllons ensemble, d\u00e9couvrir ma libert\u00e9\nOubliez donc tous vos clich\u00e9s\nBienvenue dans ma r\u00e9alit\u00e9\nJe veux d'l'amour, d'la joie, de la bonne humeur\nC'n'est pas votre argent qui f'ra mon bonheur\nMoi, j'veux crever la main sur le c\u0153ur (Papala-papapala)\nAllons ensemble, d\u00e9couvrir ma libert\u00e9\nOubliez donc tous vos clich\u00e9s\nBienvenue dans ma r\u00e9alit\u00e9\nJe veux d'l'amour, d'la joie, de la bonne humeur\nC'n'est pas votre argent qui f'ra mon bonheur\nMoi, j'veux crever la main sur le c\u0153ur (Papala-papapala)\nAllons ensemble, d\u00e9couvrir ma libert\u00e9\nOubliez donc tous vos clich\u00e9s\nBienvenue dans ma r\u00e9alit\u00e921EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nAhh, yes\n\n[Verse 1]\nWell, looky here, looky here, ahh, what do we have?\nAnother pretty thang ready for me to grab\nBut little does she know that I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing\n'Cause at the end of the night, it is her I'll be holdin'\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"I love you so\" (Hey) That's what you'll say (That's what you'll say)\nYou'll tell me, \"Baby, baby, please don't go away\" (Don't go away)\nBut when I play (But when I play), I never stay (I never stay)\nSo every girl that I meet, yeah, this is what I say\n\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, run away, run away, baby\nBefore I put my spell on you\nYou better get, get, get away, get away, darlin'\n'Cause everything you heard is true\nYour poor little heart will end up alone\n'Cause Lord knows I'm a rollin' stone\nSo you better run, run, run away, run away, baby\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nUh, ah-yeah\n[Verse 2]\nWell, let me think, let me think, ahh, what should I do?\nSo many eager young bunnies that I'd like to pursue\nNow even though they eating out the palm of my hand\nThere's only one carrot and they all gotta share it!\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\n\"I love you so\" (Hey) That's what you'll say (That's what you'll say)\nYou'll tell me, \"Baby, baby, please don't go away\" (Don't go away)\nBut when I play (But when I play), I never stay (I never stay)\nSo every girl that I meet, yeah, this is what I say\n\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, run away, run away, baby\nBefore I put my spell on you\nYou better get, get, get away, get away, darlin'\n'Cause everything you heard is true\nYour poor little heart will end up alone\n'Cause Lord knows I'm a rollin' stone\nSo you better run, run, run away, run away, baby, uh\n\n[Bridge]\nSee, I ain't tryna hurt you, baby, no, no\nNo, I just wanna work you, baby, yup, yup\nSee, I ain't tryna hurt you, baby, no, no\nNo, I just wanna work you, baby\nIf you scared, you better run\n(You better run) You better run\n(You better run) You better run\n(You better run) You better, you better, you better\n[Chorus]\nRun, run, run away, run away, baby\nBefore I put my spell on you\nYou better get, get, get away, get away, darlin'\n'Cause everything you heard is true\nYour poor little heart will end up alone\n'Cause Lord knows I'm a rollin' stone\nSo you better run, run, run away, run away, baby18EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nSomebody said you got a new friend\nDoes she love you better than I can?\nThere's a big, black sky over my town\nI know where you at, I bet she's around\n\n[Refrain]\nYeah, I know it's stupid, I just gotta see it for myself\n\n[Chorus]\nI'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ooh\nI'm right over here, why can't you see me? Ooh\nI'm giving it my all\nBut I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh\nI keep dancing on my own\n(I keep dancing on my own)\n\n[Verse 2]\nI'm just gonna dance all night\nI'm all messed up, I'm so outta line\nStilettos and broken bottles\nI'm spinning around in circles\n\n[Chorus]\nI'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ooh\nI'm right over here, why can't you see me? Ooh\nI'm giving it my all\nBut I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh\nI keep dancing on my own\nI keep dancing on my own\n[Bridge]\nSo far away, but still so near\n(The lights go on, the music dies)\nBut you don't see me standing here\n(I just came to say goodbye)\n\n[Chorus]\nI'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh\nI'm right over here, why can't you see me? Ooh\nI'm giving it my all\nBut I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh\nI keep dancing on my own\nI keep dancing on my own\nI'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh\nI'm right over here, why can't you see me? Ooh\nI'm giving it my all\nBut I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooo\nI keep dancing on my own\nI keep dancing on my own\n\n[Outro]\nI keep dancing on my own19EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: Lady Gaga]\nHello, hello, baby, you called? I can't hear a thing\nI have got no service in the club, you say, say? (Say)\nWha-wha-what did you say, huh? You're breakin' up on me\nSorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy (I'm kinda busy)\nK-kinda busy (I'm kinda busy), k-kinda busy (I'm kinda busy)\nSorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy\nJust a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna play (Play)\nAnd I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh\nYou should've made some plans with me, you knew that I was free\nAnd now you won't stop callin' me, I'm kinda busy\n\n[Chorus: Lady Gaga]\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\n\n[Post-Chorus: Lady Gaga]\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh\nStop telephonin' me!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)\nI'm busy!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (I'm busy)\nStop telephonin' me!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)\n[Refrain: Lady Gaga]\nCan call all you want but there's no one home\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone (No)\nOut in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone (No)\nCan call all you want but there's no one home\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\nOut in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\n[Verse 2: Beyonc\u00e9]\nBoy, the way you blowin' up my phone\nWon't make me leave no faster\nPut my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster\nI should've left my phone at home 'cause this is a disaster\nCallin' like a collector\nSorry, I cannot answer\n\n[Bridge: Lady Gaga & Beyonc\u00e9, Both]\nIt's not that I don't like you, I'm just at a party\nAnd I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringin'\nSometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central S-Station (Station)\nTonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'\n('Cause tonight I'm dancin') 'Cause I'll be dancin'\n('Cause tonight I'm dancin') 'Cause I'll be dancin'\n('Cause tonight I'm dancin')\nTonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'\n[Chorus: Lady Gaga]\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\nStop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore\nI left my head and my heart on the dance floor\n\n[Post-Chorus: Lady Gaga & Beyonc\u00e9]\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)\nStop telephonin' me!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (I'm busy)\nI'm busy!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)\nStop telephonin' me, eh, eh eh, eh, eh!\nEh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (I'm busy)\n\n[Refrain: Lady Gaga]\nCan call all you want but there's no one home\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\n'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\nCan call all you want but there's no one home\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\n'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\n[Outro: Lady Gaga]\n(D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Darkchild)\nMy telephone, m-m-my telephone\n'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\nMy telephone, m-m-my telephone\n'Cause I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bub\nAnd you're not gonna reach my telephone\nWe're sorry- We're sorry\nThe number you have reached is not in service at this time\nPlease check the number or try your call again34EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nLet's do it, baby, let's do it, baby\nLet's do it, do it\n\n[Verse 1]\nEven if you were a million miles away\nI could still feel you in my bed\nNear me, touch me, feel me\nAnd even at the bottom of the sea\nI could still hear inside my head\nTellin' me, touch me, feel me\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd all the time, you were tellin' me lies\n\n[Chorus]\nSo tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nTonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nI'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight\nI'm gonna find a way to make it without you\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nHave you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?\nWell, you could try sleeping in my bed\n\n[Verse 2]\nLonely, only nobody ever shut it down like you\nYou wore the crown\nYou made my body feel heaven bound\nWhy don't you hold me?\nNear me, I thought you told me\nYou'd never leave me\nLooking in the sky, I could see your face\nAnd I know right where I fit in\nTake me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love\nWith you\nRight 'til the end\nOh\n[Chorus]\nSo tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nTonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nI'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight\nI'm gonna find a way to make it without you\n\n[Bridge]\nAnybody could've told you right from the start\nIt's 'bout to fall apart\nSo rather than hold on to a broken dream\nOr just hold on to love\nAnd I could find a way to make it\nDon't hold on too tight\nI'll make it without you tonight\n\n[Chorus]\nSo tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nTonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you\nI'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight\nI'm gonna find a way to make it without you\n\n[Outro]\nOh, Lord\nHave you ever tried sleepin' with a\nWithout my love\nHave you ever tried, have you ever tried?5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nYou were in college, working part-time, waiting tables\nLeft a small town and never looked back\nI was a flight risk, with a fear of falling\nWondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts\n\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nI say, \"Can you believe it?\"\nAs we're lying on the couch\nThe moment, I could see it\nYes, yes, I can see it now\n\n[Chorus]\nDo you remember, we were sitting there, by the water?\nYou put your arm around me for the first time\nYou made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter\nYou are the best thing that's ever been mine\n\n[Verse 2]\nFlash forward, and we're taking on the world together\nAnd there's a drawer of my things at your place\nYou learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded\nYou say we'll never make my parents' mistakes\n\n[Pre-Chorus 2]\nBut we got bills to pay\nWe got nothing figured out\nWhen it was hard to take\nYes, yes\nThis is what I thought about:\n[Chorus]\nDo you remember, we were sitting there, by the water?\nYou put your arm around me for the first time\nYou made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter\nYou are the best thing that's ever been mine\nDo you remember all the city lights on the water?\nYou saw me start to believe for the first time\nYou made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter\nYou are the best thing that's ever been mine\n\n[Bridge]\nAnd I remember that fight, 2:30 AM\nAs everything was slipping right out of our hands\nI ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street\nBraced myself for the goodbye\n'Cause that's all I've ever known\nThen, you took me by surprise\nYou said, \"I'll never leave you alone.\"\n\n[Chorus 2]\nYou said, \"I remember how we felt, sitting by the water\nAnd every time I look at you, it's like the first time\nI fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter\nShe is the best thing that's ever been mine\"\nHold on, make it last\nHold on, never turn back\nYou made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter\nYou are the best thing that's ever been mine\n[Outro]\nYeah, yeah\nDo you believe it? (Hold on)\nWe're gonna make it now (Hold on)\nAnd I can see it\nYeah, yeah\nI can see it now (See it now)38EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nOh, oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh\n\n[Verse 1]\nOh, her eyes, her eyes\nMake the stars look like they're not shinin'\nHer hair, her hair\nFalls perfectly without her tryin'\nShe's so beautiful\nAnd I tell her every day\nYeah, I know, I know\nWhen I compliment her, she won't believe me\nAnd it's so, it's so\nSad to think that she don't see what I see\nBut every time she asks me, \"Do I look okay?\" I say\n\n[Chorus]\nWhen I see your face (Face, face)\nThere's not a thing that I would change\n'Cause you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\nAnd when you smile (Smile, smile)\nThe whole world stops and stares for a while\n'Cause, girl, you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\nYeah\n[Verse 2]\nHer lips, her lips\nI could kiss them all day if she'd let me\nHer laugh, her laugh\nShe hates, but I think it's so sexy\nShe's so beautiful, and I tell her every day\nOh, you know, you know, you know\nI'd never ask you to change\nIf perfect's what you're searching for\nThen just stay the same\nSo don't even bother askin' if you look okay\nYou know I'll say\n\n[Chorus]\nWhen I see your face (Face, face)\nThere's not a thing that I would change\n'Cause you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\nAnd when you smile (Smile, smile)\nThe whole world stops and stares for a while\n'Cause, girl, you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nThe way you are\nThe way you are\nGirl, you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\n[Chorus]\nWhen I see your face\nThere's not a thing that I would change\n'Cause you're amazing (Amazing)\nJust the way you are (Are)\nAnd when you smile\nThe whole world stops and stares for a while\n'Cause, girl, you're amazing\nJust the way you are\nYeah50EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nThere's a stranger in my bed\nThere's a pounding in my head\nGlitter all over the room\nPink flamingos in the pool\nI smell like a minibar\nDJ's passed out in the yard\nBarbies on the barbeque\nThis a hickey or a bruise?\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nPictures of last night ended up online\nI'm screwed, oh well\nIt's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled\nDamn\n\n[Chorus]\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we danced on tabletops\nAnd we took too many shots\nThink we kissed, but I forgot\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we maxed our credit cards\nAnd got kicked out of the bar, so we hit the boulevard\nLast Friday night\nWe went streaking in the park\nSkinny dipping in the dark, then had a m\u00e9nage \u00e0 trois\nLast Friday night\nYeah, I think we broke the law\nAlways say we're gonna stop-op, oh-whoa\n[Post-Chorus]\nBut this Friday night, do it all again\nBut this Friday night, do it all again\n\n[Verse 2]\nTrying to connect the dots\nDon't know what to tell my boss\nThink the city towed my car\nChandelier is on the floor\nRipped my favorite party dress\nWarrant's out for my arrest\nThink I need a ginger ale\nThat was such an epic fail\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nPictures of last night ended up online\nI'm screwed, oh well\nIt's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled\nDamn\n\n[Chorus]\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we danced on tabletops\nAnd we took too many shots\nThink we kissed, but I forgot\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we maxed our credit cards\nAnd got kicked out of the bar, so we hit the boulevard\nLast Friday night\nWe went streaking in the park\nSkinny dipping in the dark, then had a m\u00e9nage \u00e0 trois\nLast Friday night\nYeah, I think we broke the law\nAlways say we're gonna stop-op, oh-whoa\n[Post-Chorus]\nBut this Friday night, do it all again (Do it all again)\nThis Friday night, do it all again\n(Do it all again) This Friday night\n\n[Bridge]\nT.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F\nT.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F\n\n[Saxophone Solo]\n\n[Chorus]\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we danced on tabletops\nAnd we took too many shots\nThink we kissed, but I forgot\nLast Friday night\nYeah, we maxed our credit cards\nAnd got kicked out of the bar, so we hit the boulevard\nLast Friday night\nWe went streaking in the park\nSkinny dipping in the dark, then had a m\u00e9nage \u00e0 trois\nLast Friday night\nYeah, I think we broke the law\nAlways say we're gonna stop-op, oh-whoa\n[Post-Chorus]\nBut this Friday night, do it all again\n\n[Produced by Dr. Luke and Max Martin]30EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nTe amo, te amo\nShe says to me\nI hear the pain in her voice\nThen we danced underneath the candelabra\nShe takes the lead\nThat's when I saw it in her eyes, it's over\n\n[Chorus]\nThen she said te amo\nThen she put her hand around me waist\nI told her no\nShe cried te amo\nI told her I'm not gonna run away\nBut let me go\nMy soul is awry\nWithout asking why\nI said te amo\nWish somebody'd tell me what she said?\nDon't it mean I love you?\nThink it means I love you\nDon't it mean I love you?\n\n[Verse 2]\nTe amo, te amo\nShe's scared to breathe\nI hold her hand, I got no choice, uh\nPulled me out on the beach, danced in the water\nI start to leave\nShe's begging me and asking why it's over\n[Chorus]\nThen she said te amo\nThen she put her hand around me waist\nI told her no\nShe cried te amo\nI told her I'm not gonna run away\nBut let me go\nMy soul is awry\nWithout asking why\nI said te amo\nWish somebody'd tell me what she said?\nDon't it mean I love you?\nThink it means I love you\nDon't it mean I love you?\n\n[Bridge]\nListen, we can dance\nBut you gotta watch your hands\nWatch me all night\nI\u2019m moving through the light\nBecause I understand\nThat we all need love\nAnd I'm not afraid\nTo feel the love, but I don't feel that way\n\n[Chorus]\nThen she said te amo\nThen she put her hand around me waist\nI told her no\nShe cried te amo\nI told her I'm not gonna run away\nBut let me go\nMy soul is awry\nWithout asking why\nI said te amo\nWish somebody'd tell me what she said?\nDon't it mean I love you?\nThink it means I love you\nDon't it mean I love you?\nThink it means I love you\n[Outro]\nTe amo, te amo\nDon't it mean I love you?19EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Drama]\n\nTHE Negro's universal mimicry is not so much a thing in itself as an evidence of something that permeates his entire self. And that thing is drama.\n\nHis very words are action words. His interpretation of the English language is in terms of pictures. One act described in terms of another. Hence the rich metaphor and simile.\n\nThe metaphor is of course very primitive. It is easier to illustrate than it is to explain because action came before speech. Let us make a parallel. Language is like money. In primitive communities actual goods, however bulky, are bartered for what one wants. This finally evolves into coin, the coin being not real wealth but a symbol of wealth. Still later even coin is abandoned for legal tender, and still later for cheques in certain usages.\n\nEvery phase of Negro life is highly dramatised. No matter how joyful or how sad the case there is sufficient poise for drama. Every\u00adthing is acted out. Unconsciously for the most part of course. There is an impromptu ceremony always ready for every hour of life. No little moment passes unadorned.\n\nNow the people with highly developed languages have words for detached ideas. That is legal tender. \"That-which-we-squat-on\" has become \"chair.\" \"Groan-causer\" has evolved into \"spear,\" and so on. Some individuals even conceive of the equivalent of cheque words, like \"ideation\" and \"pleonastic.\" Perhaps we might say that Paradise Lost and Sartor Resartus are written in cheque words.\n\nThe primitive man exchanges descriptive words. His terms are all close fitting. Frequently the Negro, even with detached words in his vocabulary--not evolved in him but transplanted on his tongue by contact--must add action to it to make it do. So we have \"chop-axe,\" \"sitting-chair,\" \"cook-pot\" and the like because the speaker has in his mind the picture of the object in use. Action. Everything illustrated. So we can say the white man thinks in a written language and the Negro thinks in hieroglyphics.\nA bit of Negro drama familiar to all is the frequent meeting of two opponents who threaten to do atrocious murder one upon the other.\nWho has not observed a robust young Negro chap posing upon a street corner, possessed of nothing but his clothing, his strength and his youth? Does he bear himself like a pauper? No, Louis XIV could be no more insolent in his assurance. His eyes say plainly \"Female, halt!\" His posture exults \"Ah, female, I am the eternal male, the giver of life. Behold in my hot flesh all the delights of this world. Salute me, I am strength.\" All this with a languid posture, there is no mistaking his meaning.\n\nA Negro girl strolls past the corner lounger. Her whole body panging* [* from \"pang\"] and posing. A slight shoulder movement that calls attention to her bust, that is all of a dare. A hippy undulation below the waist that is a sheaf of promises tied with conscious power. She is acting out \"I'm a darned sweet woman and you know it.\"\nThese little plays by strolling players are acted out daily in a dozen streets in a thousand cities, and no one ever mistakes the meaning.\n\n[Will to Adorn]\n\nThe will to adorn is the second most notable characteristic in Negro expression. Perhaps his idea of ornament does not attempt to meet conventional standards, but it satisfies the soul of its creator.\nIn this respect the American Negro has done wonders to the English language. It has often been stated by etymologists that the Negro has introduced no African words to the language. This is true, but it is equally true that he has made over a great part of the tongue to his liking and has had his revision accepted by the ruling class. No one listening to a Southern white man talk could deny this. Not only has he softened and toned down strongly consonanted words like \"aren't \" to \"ain't \" and the like, he has made new force words out of old feeble elements. Examples of this are \"ham-shanked,\" \"battle-hammed,\" \"double-teen,\" \"bodaciously,\" \"muffle-jawed.\"\n\nBut the Negro's greatest contribution to the language is : (1) the use of metaphor and simile; (2) the use of the double descriptive; (3) the use of verbal nouns.\n\n1. Metaphor and Simile\n\nOne at a time, like lawyers going to heaven.\nYou sho is propaganda.\nSobbing hearted.\nI'll beat you till: (a) rope like okra, (b) slack like lime, (c) smell like onions.\nFatal for naked.\nKyting along.\nThat's a rope.\nCloakers--deceivers.\nRegular as pig-tracks.\nMule blood--black molasses.\nThat's a lynch.\nSyndicating--gossiping.\nFlambeaux--cheap cafe (lighted by flambeaux).\nTo put yo'self on de ladder.\n\n2. The Double Descriptive\n\nHigh-tall.\nLittle-tee-ninchy (tiny).\nLow-down.\nTop-superior.\nSham-polish.\nLady-people.\nKill-dead.\nHot-boiling.\nChop-axe.\nSitting-chairs.\nDe watch wall.\nSpeedy-hurry.\nMore great and more better.\n3. Verbal Nouns\n\nShe features somebody I know.\nFuneralize.\nSense me into it.\nPuts the shamery on him.\n'Taint everybody you kin confidence.\nI wouldn't friend with her.\nJooking--playing piano or guitar as it is done in Jook-houses (houses of ill-fame).\nUglying away.\nI wouldn't scorn my name all up on you.\nBookooing (beaucoup) around--showing off.\nWon't stand a broke.\nShe won't take a listen.\nHe won't stand straightening.\nThat is such a compliment.\nThat's a lynch.\n\nThe stark, trimmed phrases of the Occident seem too bare for the voluptuous child of the sun, hence the adornment. It arises out of the same impulse as the wearing of jewelry and the making of sculpture--the urge to adorn.\n\nOn the walls of the homes of the average Negro one always finds a glut of gaudy calendars, wall pockets and advertising lithographs. The sophisticated white man or Negro would tolerate none of these, even if they bore a likeness to the Mona Lisa. No commercial art for decoration. Nor the calendar nor the advertisement spoils the picture for this lowly man. He sees the beauty in spite of the declaration of the Portland Cement Works or the butcher's announcement. I saw in Mobile a room in which there was an over-stuffed mohair living-room suite, an imitation mahogany bed and chifferobe, a console victrola. The walls were gaily papered with Sunday supplements of the Mobile Register. There were seven calendars and three wall pockets. One of them was decorated with a lace doily. The mantel-shelf was covered with a scarf of deep home-made lace, looped up with a huge bow of pink crepe paper. Over the door was a huge lithograph showing the Treaty of Versailles being signed with a Waterman fountain pen.\n\nIt was grotesque, yes. But it indicated the desire for beauty. And decorating a decoration, as in the case of the doily on the gaudy wall pocket, did not seem out of place to the hostess. The feeling back of such an act is that there can never be enough of beauty, let alone too much. Perhaps she is right. We each have our standards of art, and thus are we all interested parties and so unfit to pass judgment upon the art concepts of others.\n\nWhatever the Negro does of his own volition he embellishes. His religious service is for the greater part excellent prose poetry. Both prayers and sermons are tooled and polished until they are true works of art. The supplication is forgotten in the frenzy of creation. The prayer of the white man is considered humorous in its bleakness. The beauty of the Old Testament does not exceed that of a Negro prayer.\n[Angularity]\n\nAfter adornment the next most striking manifestation of the Negro is Angularity. Everything that he touches becomes angular. In all African sculpture and doctrine of any sort we find the same thing.\n\nAnyone watching Negro dancers will be struck by the same phenomenon. Every posture is another angle. Pleasing, yes. But an effect achieved by the very means which an European strives to avoid.\n\nThe pictures on the walls are hung at deep angles. Furniture is always set at an angle. I have instances of a piece of furniture in the middle of a wall being set with one end nearer the wall than the other to avoid the simple straight line.\n\n[Assymetry]\n\nAsymmetry is a definite feature of Negro art. I have no samples of true Negro painting unless we count the African shields, but the sculpture and carvings are full of this beauty and lack of symmetry.\n\nIt is present in the literature, both prose and verse. I offer an example of this quality in verse from Langston Hughes:\n\n\"I ain't gonna mistreat ma good gal any more,\nI'm just gonna kill her next time she makes me sore.\n\nI treats her kind but she don't do me right,\nShe fights and quarrels most ever' night.\n\nI can't have no woman's got such low-down ways\nCause de blue gum woman ain't de style now'days.\n\nI brought her from the South and she's goin on back,\nElse I'll use her head for a carpet tack.\"\n\nIt is the lack of symmetry which makes Negro dancing so difficult for white dancers to learn. The abrupt and unexpected changes. The frequent change of key and time are evidences of this quality in music. (Note the St. Louis Blues.)\n\nThe dancing of the justly famous Bo-Jangles and Snake Hips are excellent examples.\n\nThe presence of rhythm and lack of symmetry are paradoxical, but there they are. Both are present to a marked degree. There is always rhythm, but it is the rhythm of segments. Each unit has a rhythm of its own, but when the whole is assembled it is lacking in symmetry. But easily workable to a Negro who is accustomed to the break in going from one part to another, so that he adjusts himself to the new tempo.\n\n[Dancing]\n\nNegro dancing is dynamic suggestion. No matter how violent it may appear to the beholder, every posture gives the impression that the dancer will do much more. For example, the performer flexes one knee sharply, assumes a ferocious face mask, thrusts the upper part of the body forward with clenched fists, elbows taut as in hard running or grasping a thrusting blade. That is all. But the spectator himself adds the picture of ferocious assault, hears the drums and finds himself keeping time with the music and tensing himself for the struggle. It is compelling insinuation. That is the very reason the spectator is held so rapt. He is participating in the performance himself--carrying out the suggestions of the performer.\n\nThe difference in the two arts is : the white dancer attempts to express fully; the Negro is restrained, but succeeds in gripping the beholder by forcing him to finish the action the performer suggests. Since no art ever can express all the variations conceivable, the Negro must be considered the greater artist, his dancing is realistic suggestion, and that is about all a great artist can do.\n\n[Negro Folklore]\n\nNegro folklore is not a thing of the past. It is still in the making. Its great variety shows the adaptability of the black man: nothing is too old or too new, domestic or foreign, high or low, for his use. God and the Devil are paired, and are treated no more reverently than Rockefeller and Ford. Both of these men are prominent in folklore, Ford being particularly strong, and they talk and act like good\u00adnatured stevedores or mill-hands. Ole Massa is sometimes a smart man and often a fool. The auto\u00admobile is ranged alongside of the oxcart. The angels and the apostles walk and talk like section hands. And through it all walks Jack, the greatest culture hero of the South; Jack beats them all--even the Devil, who is often smarter than God.\n\n[Culture Heroes]\n\nThe Devil is next after Jack as a culture hero. He can out-smart everyone but Jack. God is absolutely no match for him. He is good-natured and full of humour. The sort of person one may count on to help out in any difficulty.\n\nPeter the Apostle is the third in importance. One need not look far for the explanation. The Negro is not a Christian really. The primitive gods are not deities of too subtle inner reflection ; they are hard\u00adworking bodies who serve their devotees Just as laboriously as the suppliant serves them. Gods of physical violence, stopping at nothing to serve their followers. Now of all the apostles Peter is the most active. When the other ten fell back trembling in the garden, Peter wielded the blade on the posse. Peter first and foremost in all action. The gods of no peoples have been philosophic until the people themselves have approached that state.\n\nThe rabbit, the bear, the lion, the buzzard, the fox are culture heroes from the animal world. The rabbit is far in the lead of all the others and is blood brother to Jack. In short, the trickster-hero of West Africa has been transplanted to America.\n\nJohn Henry is a culture hero in song, but no more so than Stacker Lee, Smokey Joe or Bad Lazarus. There are many, many Negroes who have never heard of any of the song heroes, but none who do not know John (Jack) and the rabbit.\n\nExamples of Folklore and the Modern Culture Hero\n\nWhy de Porpoise's Tail is on Crosswise\n\nNow, I want to tell you 'bout de porpoise. God had done made de world and everything. He set de moon and de stars in de sky. He got de fishes of de sea, and de fowls of de air completed.\n\nHe made de sun and hung it up. Then He made a nice gold track for it to run on. Then He said, \"Now, Sun, I got everything made but Time. That's up to you. I want you to start out and go round de world on dis track just as fast as you kin make it. And de time it takes you to go and come, I'm going to call day and night.\" De Sun went zoomin' on cross de elements. Now, de porpoise was hanging round there and heard God what he tole de Sun, so he decided he'd take dat trip round de world hisself. He looked up and saw de Sun kytin' along, so he lit out too, him and dat Sun!\n\nSo de porpoise beat de Sun round de world by one hour and three minutes. So God said, \"Aw naw, this ain't gointer do! I didn't mean for no thin' to be faster than de Sun!\" So God run dat porpoise for three days before he run him down and caught him, and took his tail off and put it on crossways to slow him up. Still he's de fastest thing in de water.\n\nAnd dat's why de porpoise got his tail on crossways.\n\nRockefeller and Ford\n\nOnce John D. Rockefeller and Henry Ford was woofing at each other. Rockefeller told Henry Ford he could build a solid gold road round the world. Henry Ford told him if he would he would look at it and see if he liked it, and if he did he would buy it and put one of his tin lizzies on it.\n\n[Originality]\n\nIt has been said so often that the Negro is lacking in originality that it has almost become a gospel. Outward signs seem to bear this out. But if one looks closely its falsity is immediately evident.\n\nIt is obvious that to get back to original sources is much too difficultfor any group to claim very much as a certainty. What we really mean by originality is the modification of ideas. The most ardent admirer of the great Shakespeare cannot claim first source even for him. It is his treatment of the borrowed material.\n\nSo if we look at it squarely, the Negro is a very original being. While he lives and moves in the midst of a white civilisation, everything that he touches is re-interpreted for his own use. He has modified the language, mode of food preparation, practice of medicine, and most certainly the religion of his new country, just as he adapted to suit himself the Sheik hair-cut made famous by Rudolph Valentino.\n\nEveryone is familiar with the Negro's modification of the whites' musical instruments, so that his interpretation has been adopted by the white man himself and then re-interpreted. In so many words, Paul Whiteman is giving an imitation of a Negro orchestra making use of white-invented musical instru\u00adments in a Negro way. Thus has arisen a new art in the civilised world, and thus has our so-called civilisation come. The exchange and re-exchange of ideas between groups.\n\n[Imitation]\n\nThe Negro, the world over, is famous as a mimic. But this in no way damages his standing as an original. Mimicry is an art in itself. If it is not, then all art must fall by the same blow that strikes it down. When sculpture, painting, acting, dancing, literature neither reflect nor suggest anything in nature or human experience we turn away with a dull wonder in our hearts at why the thing was done. Moreover, the contention that the Negro imitates from a feeling of inferiority is incorrect. He mimics for the love of it. The group of Negroes who slavishly imitate is small. The average Negro glories in his ways. The highly educated Negro the same. The self-despisement lies in a middle class who scorns to do or be anything Negro. \"That's just like a Nigger\" is the most terrible rebuke one can lay upon this kind. He wears drab clothing, sits through a boresome church service, pretends to have no interest in the community, holds beauty contests, and otherwise apes all the mediocrities of the white brother. The truly cultured Negro scorns him, and the Negro \"farthest down\" is too busy \"spreading his junk\" in his own way to see or care. He likes his own things best. Even the group who are not Negroes but belong to the \"sixth race,\" buy such records as \"Shake dat thing\" and \"Tight lak dat.\" They really enjoy hearing a good bible-beater preach, but wild horses could drag no such admission from them. Their ready-made expression is : \"We done got away from all that now.\" Some refuse to countenance Negro music on the grounds that it is niggerism, and for that reason should be done away with. Roland Hayes was thoroughly denounced for singing spirituals until he was accepted by white audiences. Langston Hughes is not considered a poet by this group because he writes of the man in the ditch, who is more numerous and real among us than any other.\n\nBut, this group aside, let us say that the art of mimicry is better developed in the Negro than in other racial groups. He does it as the mocking-bird does it, for the love of it, and not because he wishes to be like the one imitated. I saw a group of small Negro boys imitating a cat defecating and the subsequent toilet of the cat. It was very realistic, and they enjoyed it as much as if they had been imitating a coronation ceremony. The dances are full of imitations of various animals. The buzzard lope, walking the dog, the pig's hind legs, holding the mule, elephant squat, pigeon's wing, falling off the log, seabord (imitation of an engine starting), and the like.\n\n[Absence of the Concept of Privacy]\n\nIt is said that Negroes keep nothing secret, that they have no reserve. This ought not to seem strange when one considers that we are an outdoor people accustomed to communal life. Add this to all\u00adpermeating drama and you have the explanation.\n\nThere is no privacy in an African village. Loves, fights, possessions are, to misquote Woodrow Wilson, \"Open disagreements openly arrived at.\" The community is given the benefit of a good fight as well as a good wedding. An audience is a necessary part of any drama. We merely go with nature rather than against it.\n\nDiscord is more natural than accord. If we accept the doctrine of the survival of the fittest there are more fighting honors than there are honors for other achievements. Humanity places premiums on all things necessary to its well-being, and a valiant and good fighter is valuable in any community. So why hide the light under a bushel? Moreover, intimidation is a recognised part of warfare the world over, and threats certainly must be listed under that head. So that a great threatener must certainly be con\u00adsidered an aid to the fighting machine. So then if a man or woman is a facile hurler of threats, why should he or she not show their wares to the community? Hence the holding of all quarrels and fights in the open. One relieves one's pent-up anger and at the same time earns laurels in intimidation. Besides, one does the community a service. There is nothing so exhilarating as watching well-matched oppo\u00adnents go into action. The entire world likes action, for that matter. Hence prize-fighters become millionaires.\n\nLikewise love-making is a biological necessity the world over and an art among Negroes. So that a man or woman who is proficient sees no reason why the fact should not be moot. He swaggers. She struts hippily about. Songs are built on the power to charm beneath the bed-clothes. Here again we have individuals striving to excel in what the community considers an art. Then if all of his world is seeking a great lover, why should he not speak right out loud?\n\nIt is all in a view-point. Love-making and fighting in all their branches are high arts, other things are arts among other groups where they brag about their proficiency just as brazenly as we do about these things that others consider matters for conversation behind closed doors. At any rate, the white man is despised by Negroes as a very poor fighter individually, and a very poor lover. One Negro, speaking of white men, said, \"White folks is alright when dey gits in de bank and on de law bench, but dey sho' kin lie about wimmen folks.\"\n\nI pressed him to explain. \"Well you see, white mens makes out they marries wimmen to look at they eyes, and they know they gits em for just what us gits em for. 'Nother thing, white mens say they goes clear round de world and wins all de wimmen folks way from they men folks. Dat's a lie too. They don't win nothin, they buys em. Now de way I figgers it, if a woman don't want me enough to be wid me, 'thout I got to pay her, she kin rock right on, but these here white men don't know what to do wid a woman when they gits her--dat's how come they gives they wimmen so much. They got to. Us wimmen works jus as hard as us does an come home an sleep wid us every night. They own wouldn't do it and its de mens fault. Dese white men done fooled theyself bout dese wimmen.\n\n\"Now me, I keeps me some wimmens all de time. Dat's whut dey wuz put here for--us mens to use. Dat's right now, Miss. Y'all wuz put here so us mens could have some pleasure. Course I don't run round like heap uh men folks. But if my ole lady go way from me and stay more'n two weeks, I got to git me somebody, ain't I ?\"\n\n[The Jook]\n\nJook is the word for a Negro pleasure house. It may mean a bawdy house. It may mean the house set apart on public works where the men and women dance, drink and gamble. Often it is a combination of all these.\n\nIn past generations the music was furnished by \"boxes,\" another word for guitars. One guitar was enough for a dance; to have two was considered excellent. Where two were playing one man played the lead and the other seconded him. The first player was \"picking\" and the second was \"framming,\" that is, playing chords while the lead carried the melody by dexterous finger work. Sometimes a third player was added, and he played a tom-tom effect on the low strings. Believe it or not, this is excellent dance music.\n\nPianos soon came to take the place of the boxes, and now player-pianos and victrolas are in all of the Jooks.\n\nMusically speaking, the Jook is the most important place in America. For in its smelly, shoddy con\u00adfines has been born the secular music known as blues, and on blues has been founded jazz. The singing and playing in the true Negro style is called \"jooking.\"\n\nThe songs grow by incremental repetition as they travel from mouth to mouth and from Jook to Jook for years before they reach outside ears. Hence the great variety of subject-matter in each song.\n\nThe Negro dances circulated over the world were also conceived inside the Jooks. They too make the round of Jooks and public works before going into the outside world.\n\nIn this respect it is interesting to mention the Black Bottom. I have read several false accounts of its origin and name. One writer claimed that it got its name from the black sticky mud on the bottom of the Mississippi river. Other equally absurd statements gummed the press. Now the dance really originated in the Jook section of Nashville, Tennessee, around Fourth Avenue. This is a tough neighbourhood known as Black Bottom--hence the name.\n\nThe Charleston is perhaps forty years old, and was danced up and down the Atlantic seaboard from North Carolina to Key West, Florida.\n\nThe Negro social dance is slow and sensuous. The idea in the Jook is to gain sensation, and not so much exercise. So that just enough foot movement is added to keep the dancers on the floor. A tremendous sex stimulation is gained from this. But who is trying to avoid it? The man, the woman, the time and the place have met. Rather, little intimate names are indulged in to heap fire on fire.\n\nThese too have spread to all the world.\n\nThe Negro theatre, as built up by the Negro, is based on Jook situations, with women, gambling, fighting, drinking. Shows like \"Dixie to Broadway\" are only Negro in cast, and could just as well have come from pre-Soviet Russia.\n\nAnother interesting thing--Negro shows before being tampered with did not specialise in octoroon chorus girls. The girl who could hoist a Jook song from her belly and lam it against the front door of the theatre was the lead, even if she were as black as the hinges of hell. The question was \"Can she jook?\" She must also have a good belly wobble, and her hips must, to quote a popular work song, \"Shake like jelly all over and be so broad, Lawd, Lawd, and be so broad.\" So that the bleached chorus is the result of a white demand and not the Negro's.\n\nThe woman in the Jook may be nappy headed and black, but if she is a good lover she gets there just the same. A favorite Jook song of the past has this to say:\n\nSinger : It ain't good looks dat takes you through dis world.\nAudience : What is it, good mama?\nSinger: Elgin movements in your hips. Twenty years guarantee.\n\nAnd it always brought down the house too.\n\nOh de white gal rides in a Cadillac,\nDe yaller gal rides de same,\nBlack gal rides in a rusty Ford\nBut she gits dere just de same.\n\nThe sort of woman her men idealise is the type that is put forth in the theatre. The art-creating Negro prefers a not too thin woman,who can shake like jelly all over as she dances and sings, and that is the type he put forth on the stage. She has been banished by the white producer and the Negro who takes his cue from the white.\n\nOf course a black woman is never the wife of the upper class Negro in the North. This state of affairs does not obtain in the South, however. I have noted numerous cases where the wife was considerably darker than the husband. People of some substance, too.\n\nThis scornful attitude towards black women receives mouth sanction by the mud-sills.\n\nEven on the works and in the Jooks the black man sings disparagingly of black women. They say that she is evil. That she sleeps with her fists doubled up and ready for action. All over they are making a little drama of waking up a yaller wife and a black one.\n\nA man is lying beside his yaller wife and wakes her up. She says to him, \"Darling, do you know what I was dreaming when you woke me up?\" He says, \"No honey, what was you dreaming?\" She says, \"I dreamt I had done cooked you a big, fine dinner and we was setting down to eat out de same plate and I was setting on yo' lap jus huggin you and kissin you and you was so sweet.\"\n\nWake up a black woman, and before you kin git any sense into her she be done up and lammed you over the head four or five times. When you git her quiet she'll say, \"Nigger, know whut I was dreamin when you woke me up?\"\n\nYou say, \"No honey, what was you dreamin?\" She says, \"I dreamt you shook yo' rusty fist under my nose and I split yo' head open wid a axe.\"\n\nBut in spite of disparaging fictitious drama, in real life the black girl is drawing on his account at the commissary. Down in the Cypress Swamp as he swings his axe he chants:\n\n\"Dat ole black gal, she keep on grumblin,\nNew pair shoes, new pair shoes,\nI'm goint to buy her shoes and stockings\nSlippers too, slippers too.\"\n\nThen adds aside : \"Blacker de berry, sweeter de juice.\"\n\nTo be sure the black gal is still in power, men are still cutting and shooting their way to her pillow. To the queen of the Jook!\n\nSpeaking of the influence of the Jook, I noted that Mae West in \"Sex\" had much more flavor of the turpentine quarters than she did of the white bawd. I know that the piece she played on the piano is a very old Jook composition. \"Honey let yo' drawers hang low\" had been played and sung in every Jook in the South for at least thirty-five years. It has always puzzled me why she thought it likely to be played in a Canadian bawdy house.\n\nSpeaking of the use of Negro material by white performers, it is astonishing that so many are trying it, and I have never seen one yet entirely realistic. They often have all the elements of the song, dance, or expression, but they are misplaced or distorted by the accent falling on the wrong element. Every one seems to think that the Negro is easily imitated when nothing is further from the truth. Without exception I wonder why the black-face comedians are black-face; it is a puzzle--good comedians, but darn poor niggers. Gershwin and the other \"Negro\" rhapsodists come under this same axe. Just about as Negro as caviar or Ann Pennington's athletic Black Bottom. When the Negroes who knew the Black Bottom in its cradle saw the Broadway version they asked each other, \"Is you learnt dat new Black Bottom yet?\" Proof that it was not their dance.\n\nAnd God only knows what the world has suffered from the white damsels who try to sing Blues.\n\nThe Negroes themselves have sinned also in this respect. In spite of the goings up and down on the earth, from the original Fisk Jubilee Singers down to the present, there has been no genuine presentation of Negro songs to white audiences. The spirituals that have been sung around the world are Negroid to be sure, but so full of musicians' tricks that Negro congregations are highly entertained when they hear their old songs so changed. They never use the new style songs, and these are never heard unless perchance some daughter or son has been off to college and returns with one of the old songs with its face lifted, so to speak.\n\nI am of the opinion that this trick style of delivery was originated by the Fisk Singers; Tuskeegee and Hampton followed suit and have helped spread this misconception of Negro spirituals. This Glee Club style has gone on so long and become so fixed among concert singers that it is considered quite authentic. But I say again, that not one concert singer in the world is singing the songs as the Negro song-makers sing them.\n\nIf anyone wishes to prove the truth of this let him step into some unfashionable Negro church and hear for himself.\n\nTo those who want to institute the Negro theatre, let me say it is already established. It is lacking in wealth, so it is not seen in the high places. A creature with a white head and Negro feet struts the Metropolitan boards. The real Negro theatre is in the Jooks and the cabarets. Self-conscious individuals may turn away the eye and say, \"Let us search elsewhere for our dramatic art.\" Let 'em search. They certainly won't find it. Butter Beans and Susie, Bo-Jangles and Snake Hips are the only performers of the real Negro school it has ever been my pleasure to behold in New York.\n\n[Dialect]\n\nIf we are to believe the majority of writers of Negro dialect and the burnt-cork artists, Negro speech is a weird thing, full of \"ams\" and \"Ises.\" Fortunately we don't have to believe them. We may go directly to the Negro and let him speak for himself.\n\nI know that I run the risk of being damned as an infidel for declaring that nowhere can be found the Negro who asks \"am it?\" nor yet his brother who announces \"Ise uh gwinter.\" He exists only for a certain type of writers and performers.\n\nVery few Negroes, educated or not, use a clear clipped \"I.\" It verges more or less upon \"Ah.\" I think the lip form is responsible for this to a great extent. By experiment the reader will find that a sharp \"i\" is very much easier with a thin taut lip than with a full soft lip. Like tightening violin strings.\n\nIf one listens closely one will note too that a word is slurred in one position in the sentence but clearly pronounced in another. This is particularly true of the pronouns. A pronoun as a subject is likely to be clearly enunciated, but slurred as an object. For example: \"You better not let me ketch yuh.\"\n\nThere is a tendency in some localities to add the \"h\" to \"it\" and pronounce it \"hit.\" Probably a vestige of old English. In some localities \"if \" is \"ef.\"\n\nIn story telling \"so\" is universally the connective. It is used even as an introductory word, at the very beginning of a story. In religious expression \"and\" is used. The trend in stories is to state conclusions; in religion, to enumerate.\n\nI am mentioning only the most general rules in dialect because there are so many quirks that belong only to certain localities that nothing less than a volume would be adequate.\n\nNow He told me, He said, \"You got the three witnesses. One is water, one is spirit, and one is blood. And these three correspond with the three in heben--Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.\"\n\nNow I ast Him about this lyin in sin and He give me a handful of seed and He tole me to sow 'em in a bed and He tole me: \"I want you to watch them seeds.\" The seeds come up about in places and He said: \"Those seeds that come up, they died in the heart of the earth and quickened and come up and brought forth fruit. But those seeds that didn't come up, they died in the heart of the earth and rottenend.\n\n\"And a soul that dies and quickens through my spirit they will live forever, but those that dont never pray, they are lost forever. (Rev. Jessie Jefferson)3EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nYou had it all\nThe day you told me, told me you want me\nI had it all\nBut let you fool me, fool me completely\nYeah, I was so stupid to give you all my attention\n'Cause the way you played me\nExposed your true intentions\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd one day\nI'll have you beggin' on your knees for me\nYeah, one day\nI'll have you crawling like a centipede\nYou messed with me and messed with her\nSo I'll make sure you get what you deserve\nYeah, one day\nYou'll be beggin' on your knees for me\n\n[Verse 2]\nSo watch your back\n'Cause you don't know when or where I could get you\nI've set the trap\nAnd when I'm done, then you'll know what I've been through\nSo, oh, Mr. Player\nDo you feel like the man now?\nAnd I bet you're nervous\n'Cause this song makes you freak out\n[Chorus]\nAnd one day\nI'll have you beggin' on your knees for me\nYeah, one day\nI'll have you crawling like a centipede\nYou messed with me and messed with her\nSo I'll make sure you get what you deserve\nYeah, one day\nYou'll be beggin' on your knees for me\n\n[Bridge]\nI know I'm being bitter\nBut I'ma drag you under\n'Cause you just don't, don't deserve happy ever after\nFor what you did to me\nAfter you told me you never felt that way\nIt was only just a game\nYou had it all\nAnd one day\n\n[Chorus]\nAnd one day\nI'll have you beggin' on your knees for me\nYeah, one day\nI'll have you crawling like a centipede\nYou messed with me and messed with her\nSo I'll make sure you get what you deserve\nYeah, one day\nYou'll be beggin' on your knees for me7EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: Usher]\nI just wanna get your attention\nI really wanna be all up in your head (turn the lights on)\n'Cause what I got, you going to get some, yeah\nBut girl, that's only if you ain't scared\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Usher]\nAnd I won't knock, won't ring no bells\nYou just float that bottom up in the air\nI'll get you hot, I know you oh so well\nAnd when I walk in, all that I wanna hear\n\n[Chorus: Usher & Ladies]\nIs you say, \"Daddy's home, home for me\"\nAnd I know you've been waiting for this loving all day\nYou know your daddy's home and it's time to play\nSo you ain't got to give my loving away\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\n\n[Verse 2: Usher]\nI ain't gotta do a lot of flexing\nShorty, you already know what it is\nAnd girl, tonight we gonna do a lot of sexing\nCan't nobody do your body like this\n[Pre-Chorus: Usher]\nAnd I won't knock, won't ring no bells\nYou just float that bottom up in the air\nI'll get you hot, I know you oh so well\nAnd when I walk in, all that I wanna hear\n\n[Chorus: Usher & Ladies]\nIs you say, \"Daddy's home, home for me\"\nAnd I know you've been waiting for this loving all day\nYou know your daddy's home and it's time to play\nSo you ain't got to give my loving away\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\n\n[Bridge: Usher & Ladies]\nPoke it on out, poke it out right there\nI'ma fall back while you work that chair\nDo your damn thing, let the neighbors hear\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nPoke it on out, poke it out right there\nI'ma fall back and let you work that chair\nDo your damn thing, all I want to hear\n\n[Chorus: Usher & Ladies]\nIs you say, \"Daddy's home, home for me\"\nAnd I know you've been waiting for this loving all day\nYour daddy's home, it's time to play\nNow, baby, you ain't got to give my loving away\n\"Daddy's home, home for me\"\nAnd I know you've been waiting for this loving all day\nYou know your daddy's home and it's time to play\nSo you ain't got to give my loving away\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy\nSo all my ladies, say, \"Hey, hey, hey, daddy\"\nHey, hey, hey, daddy1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nWell I walk upon the river like it's easier than land\nEvil's in my pocket and your will is in my hand\nOh, your will is in my hand\nAnd I'll throw it in the current that I stand upon so still\nLove is all, from what I've heard, but my heart's learned to kill\nOh, mine has learned to kill\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, I said I could rise\nFrom the harness of our goals\nHere come the tears\nBut like always, I let them go\nJust let them go\n\n[Verse 2]\nAnd now spikes will keep on falling from the heavens to the floor\nThe future was our skin and now we don't dream anymore\nNo, we don't dream anymore\n\nLike a house made from spider webs and the clouds rolling in\nI bet this mighty river's both my savior and my sin\nOh, my savior and my sin\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, I said I could rise\nFrom the harness of our goals\nHere come the tears\nBut like always, I let them go\nJust let them go\n[Verse 3]\nWell I walk upon the river like it's easier than land\nEvil's in my pocket and your strength is in my hand\nYour strength is in my hand\n\nAnd I'll throw you in the current that I stand upon so still\nLove is all, from what I've heard, but my heart's learned to kill\nOh, mine has learned to kill\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, I said I could rise\nFrom the harness of our goals\nHere come the tears\nBut like always, I let them go\nJust let them go7EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: Angus Stone]\nShe said, \"Hello, mister, pleased to meet ya\"\nI wanna hold her, I wanna kiss her\nShe smelled of daisies, she smelled of daisies\nShe'd drive me crazy, she'd drive me crazy\n\n[Chorus: Angus & Julia Stone]\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\n\n[Verse 2: Angus Stone]\nBe my lover, my lady river\nCan I take ya, take ya higher?\n\n[Chorus: Angus & Julia Stone]\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\n[Bridge: Angus Stone, Angus & Julia Stone]\nGonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms\nGonna take ya away from harm\nGonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms\nGonna take ya away from harm\n\n[Chorus: Angus & Julia Stone]\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nGonna take her for a ride on a big jet plane\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\nHey, hey\nHey, hey40EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Ester Dean]\nNa-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na, come on, come on, come on\nNa-na-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na-na-na, come on\nNa-na-na, come on, come on, come on\nNa-na-na-na\n\n[Verse 1: Rihanna]\nFeels so good being bad (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nThere's no way I'm turning back (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nNow the pain is my pleasure 'cause nothing could measure\n(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nLove is great, love is fine (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nOut the box, outta line (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nThe affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more\n(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\n'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it\nSex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it\nSticks and stones may break my bones\nBut chains and whips excite me\n'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it\nSex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it\nSticks and stones may break my bones\nBut chains and whips excite me\n[Post-Chorus: Rihanna & Ester Dean]\nNa-na-na, come on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it (Na-na-na)\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\n\n[Verse 2: Rihanna]\nLove is great, love is fine (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nOut the box, outta line (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\nThe affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more\n(Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\n'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it\nSex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it\nSticks and stones may break my bones\nBut chains and whips excite me\n\n[Post-Chorus: Rihanna & Ester Dean]\nNa-na-na, come on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it (Na-na-na)\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\n[Refrain: Rihanna]\nS-S-S and M-M-M\nS-S-S and M-M-M\n\n[Bridge: Rihanna]\nOh, I love the feeling you bring to me\nOh, you turn me on\nIt's exactly what I've been yearning for\nGive it to me strong\nAnd meet me in my boudoir\nMake my body say, \"Ah-ah-ah\"\nI like it, like it\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\n'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it\nSex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it\nSticks and stones may break my bones\nBut chains and whips excite me\n'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it\nSex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it\nSticks and stones may break my bones\nBut chains and whips excite me\n\n[Post-Chorus: Rihanna & Ester Dean]\nNa-na-na, come on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it (Na-na-na)\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\nCome on, come on, come on\nI like it, like it\n[Refrain: Rihanna]\nS-S-S and M-M-M\nS-S-S and M-M-M\nS-S-S and M-M-M\nS-S-S and M-M-M48EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI'm doing nothing\n'Cause then at least I'm doing nothing wrong\nAnd I'm gon' stay in on my own\nThen turn off my telephone\nIf nothing's gained, then nothing's won\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd you can tell 'em\nYeah, you can say whatever, I don't care, yeah\nAnd if you wanna play it cool\nThen I got news for you\nIt's getting hotter, hotter in here\n\n[Chorus]\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the words\nSo when I speak, listen, 'cause you keep on pushing\nLike I need permission to be heard\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the words\n\n[Verse 2]\nI'm getting closer\nI'm moving in and, yeah, I think you know\n'Cause I am sick of playing games\nAnd I'm not gon' say no names\nBut you and I know who to blame\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo you can tell 'em\nYeah, you can go ahead and put it straight\n'Cause I am finishing myself\nAnd I do not need your help\nI'm gonna do this, do it right\n\n[Chorus]\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the words\nSo when I speak, listen, 'cause you keep on pushing\nLike I need permission to be heard\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the words\n\n[Bridge]\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it\nWhen you go higher, I go higher\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it\nYeah, you can try but I'll go higher\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it\nThe only thing, boy, all that you can do is listen, so listen!\n\n[Chorus]\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the words\nSo when I speak, listen, 'cause you keep on pushing\nLike I need permission to be heard\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nI'm gonna lift it, lift it higher\nSo when I speak, listen, this is my decision\nAnd you keep on messing up the wordsEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Hillary Scott & Charles Kelley]\n\"Hey, sorry I missed your call, just leave a message after the beep\"\n\"Hey, yeah, it's me, just been thinking about everything tonight and I don't know. I just miss you so much\nGive me a call back if you can?\"\n\n[Verse 1: Hillary Scott]\nPicture perfect memories\nScattered all around the floor\nReachin' for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Hillary Scott & Charles Kelley]\nAnd I wonder if I ever cross your mind\nFor me, it happens all the time\n\n[Chorus: Lady A]\nIt's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now\nSaid I wouldn't call, but I've lost all control and I need you now\nAnd I don't know how I can do without\nI just need you now\n\n[Verse 2: Charles Kelley]\nAnother shot of whiskey\nCan't stop lookin' at the door\nWishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Lady A & Charles Kelley]\nAnd I wonder if I ever cross your mind\nFor me, it happens all the time\n[Chorus: Lady A]\nIt's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now\nSaid I wouldn't call, but I've lost all control and I need you now\nAnd I don't know how I can do without\nI just need you now\nWhoa, oh\n\n[Bridge: Hillary Scott & Charles Kelley]\nI guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all\n\n[Chorus: Hillary Scott & Charles Kelley & Lady A]\nIt's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now\nAnd I said I wouldn't call, but I'm a little drunk and I need you now\nAnd I don't know how I can do without\nI just need you now\n\n[Outro: Lady A & Hillary Scott]\nI just need you now\nOh baby, I need you now38EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nYeah, yeah, yeah (Ah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)\nAh yeah yeah yeah (Ah yeah yeah yeah, haha)\nAh yeah (Ah yeah) ah yeah (Ah yeah, ah yeah)\nAh yeah (Ah yeah) yeah (Yeah)\nAh yeah (Ah yeah) ah yeah (Ah yeah)\nAh yeah (Ah yeah) yeah (Yeah)\n\n[Verse 1: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nThey can say whatever, I'ma do whatever\nNo pain is forever, yup! You know this (Young!)\nTougher than a lion, ain't gon' needa try it\nI live where the sky ends, yup! You know this (Young!)\nNever lying, truth-teller\nThat Rihanna reign just won't let up\nAll-black on, blacked-out shades (Shades)\nBlacked-out Maybach\nI'ma rock this shit like fashion\nAs in, going 'til they say stop (Hold up)\nAnd my runway never looked so clear\nBut the hottest bitch in heels right here (Here)\nNo fear, and while you're getting your cry on\nI'm getting my fly on\nSincere, I see you aiming at my pedestal\nI better let you know\n[Chorus: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\n\n[Post Chorus: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nBrrah, ah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThat Rihanna reign just don't let up\nBrrah, ah, ah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThat Rihanna reign just don't let up\nBrrah, ah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nThat Rihanna reign just don't let up\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\n\n[Verse 2: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nAll up on it, know you wanna clone it\nAin't like me, that chick too phony (Young!)\nRide this beat, beat, beat like a pony\nMeet me at the top, top, top getting lonely (Young!)\nWho think they test me now?\nRun through your town, I shut it down\nBrilliant, resilient\nFan mail from twenty-seven million (Young!)\nAnd I want it all\nIt's gonna take more than that, hope that ain't all you got\nI need it all (Hold up!)\nThe money, the fame, the cars, the clothes\nI can't just let you run up on me like that\nAll on me like that, yeah\nI see you aiming at my pedestal\nSo I think I gotta let you know\n[Chorus: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\n\n[Verse 3: Jeezy]\nIt's go hard or go home, back to your residence\nSoon the Red Dogs give the block back to the presidents\nI used to run my whole block like Obama them\nYou ain't gotta believe me, go ask my momma them\nCouldn't even come in my room, smelled like a kilo\nLook like me and two of my boys playing casino\nCount the style I keep in my bag, they can't afford it\nTell 'em \"Give me back my swag,\" they tryna clone it\nSee my Louis chucks, Louis flag, Louis frames\nLouis belt, what that make me, Louis Mane?\nI'm in the all-white party wearing all black\nWith my new black watch, call it the heart attack\nCardiac arrest, Carti'ac a wrist\nYeah, they say they hard, they ain't hard as this\nHard: the one word describes me\nIf I wasn't doing this, you know where I'd be to 'em\n[Bridge: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nWhere them girls talking trash? Where them girls talking trash?\nWhere they at? Where they at? Where they at?\nWhere them bloggers at? Where them bloggers at?\nWhere they at? Where they at? Where they at?\nWhere your lighters at? Where your lighters at?\nWhere they at? Where they at? Where they at?\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\nSo hard (Yeah!) so hard (Yeah!)\n\n[Chorus: Rihanna & Jeezy]\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (Yeah!)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Yeah!)\nThat I, I, I, I'm so hard (So hard)\nYeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard (Too hard)\nSo hard, so hard (So hard)\nSo hard, so hard (Too hard)\n\n[Outro: Rihanna]\nThat I, I, I32EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]\nThis one is for the boys with the boomin' system\nTop down, AC with the cooler system\nWhen he come up in the club, he be blazin' up\nGot stacks on deck like he savin' up\nAnd he ill, he real, he might gotta deal\nHe pop bottles and he got the right kind of build\nHe cold, he dope, he might sell coke\nHe always in the air, but he never fly coach\nHe a mothafuckin trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship\nWhen he make it drip, drip, kiss him on the lip, lip\nThat's the kinda dude I was lookin' for\nAnd yes, you'll get slapped if you're lookin', ho\nI said, excuse me, you're a hell of a guy\nI mean, my, my, my, my, you're like pelican fly\nI mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie\nYou're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh\n\n[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]\nYes, I did, yes, I did\nSomebody please tell em who the F I is\nI am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up\nBack coupes up and chuck the deuce up\n\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Ester Dean]\nBoy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away\nBeatin' like a drum and it's comin' your way\nCan't you hear that\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass, yeah)\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass)\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass (Yo, yo)\n[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]\nThis one is for the boys in the polos\nEntrepreneur niggas and the moguls\nHe could ball with the crew, he could solo\nBut I think I like him better when he dolo\nAnd I think I like him better with the fitted cap on\nHe ain't even gotta try to put the mack on\nHe just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look\nThen the panties comin' off, off, uh\nExcuse me, you're a hell of a guy\nYou know, I really got a thing for American guys\nI mean, sigh, sickenin' eyes\nI can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side, uh\n\n[Refrain: Nicki Minaj]\nYes, I did, yes, I did\nSomebody please tell 'em who the F I is\nI am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up\nBack coupes up and chuck the deuce up\n\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Ester Dean]\nBoy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away\nBeatin' like a drum and it's comin' your way\nCan't you hear that\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass, yeah)\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass)\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass (Yo, yo)\n[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]\nSee, I need you in my life for me to stay\nKnow, know, know, know, know, I know you'll stay\nNo, no, no, no, no, don't go away, hey\nBoy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away\nDon't you hear that heartbeat comin' your way?\nOh, it be like\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nCan't you hear that\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?\n\n[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Ester Dean]\nBoy, you got my heartbeat runnin' away\nBeatin' like a drum and it's comin' your way\nCan't you hear that\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass, yeah)\nBoom, boom, boom, badoom (Bass, bass)\nBoom, boom, boom (Bass)\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nHe got that super bass\nBoom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass\nYeah, that's that super bass (Yo, yo)134EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nWake up in the morning feelin' like P. Diddy (Hey, what up, girl?)\nGrab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city (Let's go)\nBefore I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack\n'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back\n\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nI'm talkin' pedicure on our toes, toes\nTryin' on all our clothes, clothes\nBoys blowin' up our phones, phones\nDrop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs\nPullin' up to the parties\nTryna get a little bit tipsy\n\n[Chorus]\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\n[Verse 2]\nAin't got a care in the world, but got plenty of beer\nAin't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here\nAnd now the dudes are linin' up 'cause they hear we got swagger\nBut we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger\n\n[Pre-Chorus 2]\nI'm talkin' about errbody gettin' crunk, crunk\nBoys try to touch my junk, junk\nGonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk\nNow, now we go until they kick us out, out\nOr the police shut us down, down\nPolice shut us down, down\nPo-po shut us down\n\n[Chorus]\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\n[Bridge]\n(DJ) You build me up, you break me down\nMy heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me\nWith my hands up, you got me now\nYou got that sound, yeah, you got me\n(DJ) You build me up, you break me down\nMy heart, it pounds, yeah, you got me\nWith my hands up, put your hands up\nPut your hands up\n\n[Break]\nNow, the party don't start 'til I walk in\n\n[Chorus]\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nDon't stop, make it pop\nDJ, blow my speakers up\nTonight, I'ma fight\n'Til we see the sunlight\nTick tock on the clock\nBut the party don't stop, no\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh\nOh, whoa, whoa, oh57EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nNothing goes as planned\nEverything will break\nPeople say goodbye\nIn their own special way\nAll that you rely on\nAnd all that you can fake\nWill leave you in the morning\nBut find you in the day\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\nOh, you're all I taste\nAt night inside of my mouth\nOh, you run away\nCause I am not what you found\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\n\n[Verse 2]\nEverything will change\nNothing stays the same\nAnd nobody is perfect\nOh, but everyone's to blame, yeah\nAll that you rely on\nAnd all that you can save\nWill leave you in the morning\nAnd find you in the day\n[Chorus]\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\nOh, you're all I taste\nAt night inside of my mouth\nOh, you run away\nCause I am not what you found\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\n\n[Interlude]\nNo, I cannot get you out\nNo, I cannot get you...\nOh, no, I cannot get you out\nNo, I cannot get you...\n\n[Bridge]\nEverything is dark\nIt's more than you can take\nBut you catch a glimpse of sunlight\nShining, shining down on your face\nYour face\nOh, your face\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\nOh, you're all I taste\nAt night inside of my mouth\nOh, you run away\nCause I am not what you found\nOh, you're in my veins\nAnd I cannot get you out\n[Outro]\nNo, I cannot get you out\n(Oh, you're in my veins)\nAnd I cannot get you out\nOh, no, I cannot get you...12EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nRobert's got a quick hand\nHe'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan\nHe's got a rolled cigarette\nHanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid\nYeah, he found a six-shooter gun\nIn his dad's closet with a box of fun things\nI don't even know what\nBut he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you, wait\n\n[Chorus]\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\n\n[Verse 2]\nDaddy works a long day\nHe be coming home late, and he's coming home late\nAnd he's bringing me a surprise\n'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice\nI've waited for a long time\nYeah, the sleight of my hand is now a quick-pull trigger\nI reason with my cigarette\nAnd say, \"Your hair's on fire, you must've lost your wits,\" yeah\n[Chorus]\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\n\n[Bridge]\nRun, run, run, run\nRu-ru-ru-run, run, run\nRu-ru-ru-ru-run, run, run, run\nRu-ru-ru-run\nRun, run, ru-run, run\n\n[Chorus]\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run, outrun my gun\nAll the other kids with the pumped up kicks\nYou better run, better run faster than my bullet245EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Mac Miller]\nWoah\nHaha, yeah\n\n[Chorus: Nas & Mac Miller]\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (Hey, hey)\nNike-Nike-Nikes (Hey), Nike-Nike-Nikes (Haha)\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (We just some motherfuckin' kids)\nNikes on my feet keep my cypher complete (Just some motherfuckin' kids)\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\n\n[Verse 1: Mac Miller]\nAyy, lace 'em up, lace 'em up, lace 'em up, lace 'em\nBlue suede shoes stay crispy like bacon\nNikes on my feet make my cypher complete, uh\nI stay shining like the lights on the street in the night\nRevis take me shoppin' when I'm up in New York\nHit the shoe store, go and cop a few more\nYou at the mall getting dinner at the food court\nI'm in LA eatin' twenty-two course\nYoung boss, bitch, paper in my pockets\nI got a closet filled with shoeboxes\nMom said my spending habit little bit obnoxious\nBut a pilot stay fresh up in his cockpit\nUsed to rock hand-me-downs\nNow I buy some clothes, wear 'em out\nHit the club, bitches pull they cameras out\nLivin' in a dream, they beginnin' to believe\nMy hotel smell like cigarettes and weed\nShit, with what I'm spittin', they should give me a degree\nGood liquor, what I'm sippin' isn't cheap, uh\nFinna blow, don't snooze, don't sleep\nAll I really need is some shoes on my feet\n[Chorus: Nas & Mac Miller]\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\nNike-Nike-Nikes (Hey), Nike-Nike-Nikes (Hey)\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (Hey)\nNike-Nike-Nikes (Uh), Nike-Nike-Nikes (We just some motherfuckin' kids, haha)\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\n\n[Verse 2: Mac Miller]\nI make 'em so mad, they got no swag\nPippens on my feet, they the throwbacks, look\nMy money good, but these hoes bad\nSo they stay attached to my gonads, uh\nWakin' up to a few L's\nOpen up my closet to that new shoe smell\nI guess I'm doin' well\nSmokin' all the weed that I used to sell\nBut once my album goes in the shelves\nIt's going Nextel how it's finna sell\nFor now, we're sellin' tapes out my shoebox\nAny spot, just set up my shop\nYou're mad that your girl always says that I'm hot\nShe buyin' my t-shirts, but she spendin' your guap, uh\nSay, \"What up?\" if you see me around\nNike Airs separate my feet from the ground, it's just\n[Chorus: Nas & Mac Miller]\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes (Yeah)\nAnd the Nikes on my feet keep my cypher complete\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\nNike-Nike-Nikes, Nike-Nike-Nikes\nNike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nike-Nikes\nNike-Nike-Nikes, Nike-Nike-Nikes42EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nI'm more than just an option (Hey, hey, hey)\nRefuse to be forgotten (Hey, hey, hey)\nI took a chance with my heart (Hey, hey, hey)\nAnd I feel it taking over\n\n[Chorus]\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI bet if I give all my love then nothing's gonna tear us apart\n\n[Verse 2]\nI'm more than just a number (Hey, hey, hey)\nI doubt you'll find another (Hey, hey, hey)\nSo every single summer (Hey, hey, hey)\nI'll be the one that you'll remember and\u2014\n\n[Chorus]\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI bet if I give all my love then nothing's gonna tear us apart\n\n[Verse 3]\nIt's more than just a mission (Hey, hey, hey)\nYou hear, but you don't listen (Hey, hey, hey)\nYou better pay attention (Hey, hey, hey)\nAnd get what you've been missing\n[Chorus]\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI bet if I give all my love then nothing's gonna tear us apart\n\n[Bridge]\nToo many times I've been wrong\nI guess being right takes too long\nI'm done waiting, there's nothing left to do\nBut give all I have to you and\n\n[Chorus]\nI better find your loving, I better find your heart\nI better find your loving\nI bet if I give all my love then nothing's gonna tear us apart\nI bet if I give all my love then nothing's gonna tear us apart67EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nShut your mouth and close the door\nI wanna watch you while you take it off\nI'm gonna take a blindfold put it on\nAnd then I drop the leather to the floor\nI said, \"shut up!\"\n\n[Chorus]\nTurning the lights out, burning the candles\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\n\n[Verse 2]\nMy stiletto on your neck\nUntil I tie your hands above the bed\nYou're 'bout to\nBut boy, don't pull the trigger yet\nNa-na-na, I haven't reloaded the clip\nNa-na-na\n\n[Refrain]\nSqueeze hard, hold that pose\nYou know I like it, do it\nSweetheart, I'm the boss\nAnd when you get close to it\nI'm gonna make tonight a show (oh-oh-oh)\nI'll make your love grenade explode (na-na-na)\n[Chorus]\nTurning the lights out, burning the candles\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, burning the candles\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\n\n[Bridge]\nSex, love, control, vanity\nSex, love, control, vanity\nSex, love, control, vanity (and the mirrors gonna fog tonight)\nSex, love, control, vanity (and the mirrors gonna fog tonight)\nSex, love, control, vanity (and the mirrors gonna fog tonight)\nSex, love, control, vanity (the mirrors gonna fog tonight)\nVanity, vanity\n\n[Refrain]\nSqueeze hard, hold that pose\nYou know I like it, do it\nSweetheart, I'm the boss\nAnd when you get close to it\nI'm gonna make tonight a show (Oh-oh-oh)\nI'll make your love grenade explode (Na-na-na)\n[Chorus]\nTurning the lights out, burning the candles\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, burning the candles\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nTurning the lights out, tighten the handcuffs\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\n\n[Outro]\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonight\nAnd the mirrors gonna fog tonightEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nRock Mafia\n\n[Verse 1]\nFor those who don't know me, I can get a bit crazy\nHave to get my way, yep\n24 hours a day, 'cause I'm hot like that\nEvery guy, everywhere just gives me mad attention\nLike I'm under inspection\nI always gets a ten, 'cause I'm built like that\n\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nI go through guys like money flying out the hands\nThey try to change me, but they realize they can't\nAnd every tomorrow is a day I never plan\nIf you're gonna be my man, understand\n\n[Chorus]\nI can't be tamed, I can't be tamed\nI can't be blamed, I can't, can't\nI can't, can't be tamed\nI can't be changed, I can't be tamed\nI can't be, can't, I can't be tamed\n\n[Verse 2]\nIf there was a question about my intentions, I'll tell ya\nI'm not here to sell ya or tell you to go to hell (I'm not a brat like that)\nI'm like a puzzle, but all of my pieces are jagged\nIf you can understand this, we can make some magic\nI'm wrong like that\n[Pre-Chorus 2]\nI wanna fly, I wanna drive, I wanna go\nI wanna be a part of something I don't know\nAnd if you try to hold me back, I might explode\nBaby, by now you should know\n\n[Chorus]\nI can't be tamed, I can't be tamed (I can't be tamed)\nI can't be blamed, I can't, can't\nI can't, can't be tamed\nI can't be changed, I can't be tamed\nI can't be, can't, I can't be tamed\n\n[Bridge]\nWell, I'm not a trick you play\nI'm wired a different way\nI'm not a mistake, I'm not a fake, it's set in my DNA\nDon't change me, don't change me (Ooh, oh, oh)\nDon't change me, don't change me (Ooh, oh, oh)\n(I can't be tamed)\n\n[Pre-Chorus 2]\nI wanna fly, I wanna drive, I wanna go\nI wanna to be a part of something I don't know\nAnd if you try to hold me back, I might explode\nBaby, by now you should know\n[Chorus]\nI can't be tamed, I can't be tamed\nI can't be blamed, I can't, can't\nI can't, can't be tamed\nI can't be changed, I can't be tamed\nI can't be, can't, I can't be tamed12EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nSummer after high school, when we first met\nWe'd make out in your Mustang to Radiohead\nAnd on my eighteenth birthday, we got matching tattoos\nUsed to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof\nTalked about our future like we had a clue\nNever planned that one day I'd be losing you\n\n[Chorus]\nIn another life, I would be your girl\nWe'd keep all our promises, be us against the world\nIn another life, I would make you stay\nSo I don't have to say you were the one that got away\nThe one that got away\n\n[Verse 2]\nI was June, and you were my Johnny Cash\nNever one without the other, we made a pact\nSometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, whoa\nSomeone said you had your tattoo removed\nSaw you downtown, singing the blues\nIt's time to face the music, I'm no longer your muse\n\n[Chorus]\nBut in another life, I would be your girl\nWe'd keep all our promises, be us against the world\nIn another life, I would make you stay\nSo I don't have to say you were the one that got away\nThe one that got away\n[Post-Chorus]\nThe one\nThe one\nThe one\nThe one that got away\n\n[Bridge]\nAll this money can't buy me a time machine, no\nCan't replace you with a million rings, no\nI should've told you what you meant to me, whoa\n'Cause now I pay the price\n\n[Chorus]\nIn another life, I would be your girl\nWe'd keep all our promises, be us against the world\nIn another life, I would make you stay\nSo I don't have to say you were the one that got away\nThe one that got away\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nThe one (The one)\nThe one (The one)\nThe one (The one)\nIn another life, I would make you stay\nSo I don't have to say you were the one that got away\nThe one that got away46EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nYou're so hypnotizing\nCould you be the devil?\nCould you be an angel?\nYour touch, magnetizing\nFeels like I am floating\nLeaves my body glowing\nThey say be afraid\nYou're not like the others\nFuturistic lover\nDifferent DNA\nThey don't understand you\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou're from a whole 'nother world\nA different dimension\nYou open my eyes\nAnd I'm ready to go, lead me into the light\n\n[Chorus]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin'\nFill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be your victim\nReady for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial\n[Verse 2]\nYou're so supersonic\nWanna feel your powers\nStun me with your lasers\nYour kiss is cosmic\nEvery move is magic\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou're from a whole 'nother world\nA different dimension\nYou open my eyes\nAnd I'm ready to go, lead me into the light\n\n[Chorus]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin'\nFill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be your victim\nReady for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial\n\n[Bridge]\nThis is transcendental\nOn another level\nBoy, you're my lucky star\nI wanna walk on your wavelength\nAnd be there when you vibrate\nFor you, I'll risk it all, all\n[Chorus]\nKiss me, ki-ki-kiss me\nInfect me with your lovin'\nFill me with your poison\nTake me, ta-ta-take me\nWanna be your victim\nReady for abduction\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial\n\n[Outro]\nExtraterrestrial\nExtraterrestrial\nBoy, you're an alien\nYour touch, so foreign\nIt's supernatural\nExtraterrestrial29EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Justin Bieber]\nNever say never (Never, never, never)\n(Pick it up, pick-pick-pick it up, pick it up, pick-pick-pick it up)\nYeah, yeah, never, -ever-ever-ever-ever, eh, eh-eh\n(Pick it up, pick-pick-pick it up, pick it up, pick-pick-pick it up)\n\n[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]\nSee I never thought that I could walk through fire (Eh)\nI never thought that I could take the burn (Eh)\nI never had the strength to take it higher (Eh)\nUntil I reached the point of no return (Eh)\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nAnd there's just no turning back\nWhen your heart's under attack\nGonna give everything I have\nIt's my destiny\n\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nI will never say never, I will fight\nI will fight 'till forever make it right\nWhenever you knock me down\nI will not stay on the ground\nPick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up-up-up\nAnd never say never\nNe-Never say never\nNe-Never say never\nNe-Never say never\n(Never say it, never-never say it)\n[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]\nI never thought that I could feel this power (Eh)\nI never thought that I could feel this free (Eh)\nI'm strong enough to climb the highest tower (Yeah)\nAnd I'm fast enough to run across the sea, oh-oh\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]\n'Cause there's just no turning back (Oh, no)\nWhen your heart's under attack (Oh, no)\nGonna give everything I have\n'Cause this is my destiny\n\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nI will never say never, I will fight (Never say never!)\nI will fight 'till forever make it right\nWhenever you knock me down\nI will not stay on the ground\nPick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up-up-up\nAnd never say never (Never, never, never, never)\n\n[Verse 3: Jaden Smith & Justin Bieber]\nHere we go!\nGuess who?\nJ Smith and JB\nUh-huh\nI gotcha, lil bro\nI can handle them\nHold up, aight? I can handle them\nNow he's bigger than me, taller than me\nAnd he's older than me and stronger than me\nAnd his arms a little bit longer than me\nBut he ain't on a JB song with me\nI be trying a chill, they be trying to sour the thrill\nNo pun intended, was raised by the power of Will\nLike Luke with the force, if push comes to shove\nLike Kobe in the 4th, ice water for blood (Let's go!)\nI gotta be the best, and yes, we're the flyest\nLike David and Goliath, I conquered the giant\nSo now I got the world in my hand\nI was born from two stars, so the moon's where I land (I'm gone)\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Jaden Smith]\nI will never say never, I will fight (Never say it, never-never say it)\nI will fight 'til forever, to make it right (Okay, okay)\nWhenever you knock me down\nI will not stay on the ground\nPick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up-up-up\nAnd never say never\nNever say never\nI will never say never (Never say it, never-never say it)\nNever say never\nI will fight 'till forever make it right (Okay, okay)\nWhenever you knock me down\nI will not stay on the ground\nPick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up-up-up\nAnd never say never\n\n[Outro: Justin Bieber & Jaden Smith]\nNe-Never say never (Never say it)\nNe-Never say never (Never say it)\nNe-Never say never (Never say it)\nAnd never say never (No, no, never say never)\nNe-Never say never (Never say it)\nNe-Never say never (Ne-Ne-Never say it)\nNe-Never say never\nAnd never say never (Never, never, never)12EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Chorus]\nIt's a beautiful night\nWe're looking for something dumb to do\nHey baby, I think I wanna marry you\nIs it the look in your eyes\nOr is it this dancing juice?\nWho cares, baby? I think I wanna marry you\n\n[Verse 1]\nWell, I know this little chapel on the boulevard, we can go\nNo one will know\nOh, come on, girl\nWho cares if we're trashed? Got a pocket full of cash we can blow\nShots of patron\nAnd it's on, girl\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDon't say no, no, no, no, no\nJust say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nAnd we'll go, go, go, go, go\nIf you're ready, like I'm ready\n\n[Chorus]\n'Cause it's a beautiful night\nWe're looking for something dumb to do\nHey baby, I think I wanna marry you\nIs it the look in your eyes\nOr is it this dancing juice?\nWho cares, baby? I think I wanna marry you, oh\n[Verse 2]\nI'll go get a ring, let the choir bells sing, like ooh\nSo what you wanna do?\nLet's just run, girl\nIf we wake up and you wanna break up, that's cool\nNo, I won't blame you\nIt was fun, girl\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDon't say no, no, no, no, no\nJust say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nAnd we'll go, go, go, go, go\nIf you're ready, like I'm ready\n\n[Chorus]\n'Cause it's a beautiful night\nWe're looking for something dumb to do\nHey baby, I think I wanna marry you\nIs it the look in your eyes\nOr is it this dancing juice?\nWho cares, baby? I think I wanna marry you\n\n[Bridge]\nJust say, \"I do...\"\nTell me right now, baby\nTell me right now, baby, baby\nJust say, \"I do...\"\nTell me right now, baby\nTell me right now, baby, baby\n[Chorus]\nOh, it's a beautiful night\nWe're looking for something dumb to do\nHey baby, I think I wanna marry you\nIs it the look in your eyes\nOr is it this dancing juice?\nWho cares, baby? I think I wanna marry you42EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: will.i.am]\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be-be-be-be, I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be-be-be-be, I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be-be-be-be, I'mma-I'mma be\n\n[Verse 1: Fergie]\nI'mma be on the next level\nI'mma be rockin' over that bass treble\nI'mma be chillin' with my motherfuckin' crew\nI'mma be makin' all them deals you wanna do (Ha)\nI'mma be up in them A-list flicks\nDoin' one-handed flips\nThen I'mma be sippin' on trip 'cause\nI'mma be shakin' my hips\nYou gon' be lickin' your lips\nI'mma be takin' them pics\nLookin' all fly and shit\nI'mma be the flyest chick (So fly)\nI'mma be spreadin' my wings\nI'mma be doin' my thing (Do it, do it, okay)\nI'mma-I'mma swing it this way\nI'mma-I'mma (I'mma-I'mma) swing it that-a-way\nThis is Fergie Ferg, and I'mma-I'mma be here to stay\nThe 21st century 'til infinity\n[Chorus: will.i.am]\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\n(Rich, baby, quick-quick)\nI'mma-I'mma-I'mma be\n(The shit, baby, check me out)\nBe, I'mma-I'mma be\n(On top, never stop)\nBe-be, I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be-be-be-be, I'mma-I'mma be\nI'mma be (Fucking her)\nI'mma-I'mma-I'mma be, I'mma be-be-be, I'mma-I'mma be\n\n[Verse 2: will.i.am]\nYeah, I'mma be the upgraded new negro\nI'mma be the average brother with soul\nI'mma be worldwide, international\nI'mma be in Rio, rocking Tokyo\nI'mma be brilliant with my millions\nLoan out a billion and get back a trillion\nI'mma be a brother, but my name ain't Lehman\nI'mma be ya bank, I'll be loaning out semen\nHoneys in debt, baby bouncing them checks\nBut I don't really mind when they bouncing them cheeks\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma-ba, I'm-I'mma be rich, baby\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'm-I'mma be\nSick with the flow when the goal is to rock the whole globe\nI'mma be the future, I'mma be the whole\nReason why you even wanna come to a show\nYou can see me while I'm rockin' and I'm kickin' down a door, then\n[Bridge: will.i.am]\nI'mma be up in the club\nDoin' whatever I like\nI'mma be popping that bubbly\nCoolin' and livin' that good life\nOh, let's make this last forever\nPartying, we'll chill together\nOn and on and on and on and\nOn and on and on and on and\n\n[Verse 3: will.i.am]\nI'mma be rocking like this (What?)\nY'all niggas wanna talk shit (But)\nWhy don't you put it on the blog, nigga?\nRockin' like this is my job, nigga\nWe can't help that we popular\nAnd all these folks wanna flock to us\nCome to a show and just rock with us\nA million plus with binoculars\n\n[Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, (Fergie)]\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be living that good life\nI'mma be living that good-good\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be living that good life\nI'mma be living that good-good\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be living that good life\nI'mma be living that good-good\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be living that good life\nI'mma be living that good-good\nI'mma be, I'mma be (Fuego, crazy, loca)\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be (Lo, loca)\n[Verse 4: apl.de.ap]\nI'mma-I'mma-I'mma be rocking that (Hey)\nApl.de.ap infinite (Hey)\nB-E-P, we definite\u2013 (Hey)\n\u2013Ly on some next level shit (Hey)\nFuturistic, musically (Hey)\nPowerful with energy (Hey)\nFrom the soul, we sonically (Hey)\nSending positivity (Hey)\nCrossed the globe, and seven seas (Hey)\nTake care of our families (Hey)\nRockin' shows, makin' cheese (Hey)\nI'mma be out with my Peas (Hey)\nLivin' life, feelin' free (Hey)\nThat's how it's supposed to be (Hey)\nCome join my festivities (Hey)\nCelebrate like I'mma be (Hey)\n\n[Outro: will.i.am]\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be\nI'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be, I'mma be14EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nMaybe I need some rehab\nOr maybe just need some sleep\nI got a sick obsession\nI'm seein' it in my dreams\nI'm lookin' down every alley\nI'm makin' those desperate calls\nI'm stayin' up all night hopin'\nHittin' my head against the wall\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhat you've got, boy, is hard to find\nI think about it all the time\nI'm all strung out, my heart is fried\nI just can't get you off my mind\n\n[Chorus]\nBecause your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\nI said your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\n\n[Verse 2]\nWon't listen to any advice\nMama's tellin' me I should think twice\nBetter left to my own devices\nI'm addicted, it's a crisis\nMy friends think I've gone crazy\nMy judgment's gettin' kinda hazy\nMy steeze is gonna be affected\nIf I keep it up like a lovesick crackhead\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhat you've got, boy, is hard to find\nI think about it all the time (All the time)\nI'm all strung out, my heart is fried\nI just can't get you off my mind\n\n[Chorus]\nBecause your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\nI said your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\n\n[Bridge]\nI don't care what people say\nThe rush is worth the price I pay\nI get so high when you're with me\nBut crash and crave you when you leave\n\n[Verse 3]\nHey, so I got a question\nDo you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?\nDo I make your heart beat like an 808 drum?\nIs my love your drug?\nYour drug\nHuh, your drug\nHuh, your drug\nIs my love your drug?\n[Chorus]\nBecause your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\nI said your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\nBecause your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\nI said your love, your love, your love is my drug\nYour love, your love, your love\n\n[Outro]\nHey\nHey, so...\nYour love, your love, your love, your love, is my drug\nI like your beard22EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Chorus: Fergie]\nBoy, I think about it every night and day\nI'm addicted, wanna jam inside your love\nI wouldn't wanna have it any other way\nI'm addicted, and I just can't get enough\n\n[Post-Chorus: will.i.am]\nI just can't get enough, I just can't get enough\nI just can't get enough, I just can't get enough\n\n[Verse 1: will.i.am & Fergie]\nHoney got her sexy on steamin'\nShe givin' hotness a new meanin'\nPerfection, mami, you gleamin'\nInception, you got a brother dreamin', dreamin'\nDamn, baby, I'm feenin'\nI'm tryna holla at you, I'm screamin'\nLet me love you down this evenin'\nLovie lovie, yeah, you know you are my demon\nGirl, we can form a team, and\nI could be the King, you could be the Queen and\nMy mind's dirty and it don't need cleanin'\nI love you long time, so you know the meanin'\n\n[Pre-Chorus: will.i.am]\nOh, baby, I can't come down, so please come help me out\nYou got me feeling high, and I can't step off the cloud\nAnd I just can't get enough\n[Chorus: Fergie]\nBoy, I think about it every night and day\nI'm addicted, wanna jam inside your love\nI wouldn't wanna have it any other way\nI'm addicted, and I just can't get enough\n\n[Post-Chorus: will.i.am]\nI just can't get enough, I just can't get enough\nI just can't get enough, I just can't get enough\n\n[Verse 2: Taboo]\nHoney got me runnin' like I'm Flo Jo\nSigns her name on my heart with an \"XO\"\nLove so sweet, got me vexed though\nI wanna wish it right back like Presto, yes\nMeantime, I wait for the next time\nShe come around for a toast to the best time\nWe LOL back and forth on the text line\nShe got me fishin' for her love, I confess I'm\nSomething 'bout her smile and the convo\nGot me high and I ain't comin' down, yo\nMy heart's pumpin' out louder than electro\nShe got me feelin' like Mr. Roboto\u200b\n\n[Pre-Chorus: will.i.am]\nOh, baby, I can't come down, so please come help me out\nYou got me feeling high, and I can't step off the cloud\nAnd I just can't get enough\n[Chorus: Fergie]\nBoy, I think about it every night and day\nI'm addicted, wanna jam inside your love\nI wouldn't wanna have it any other way\nI'm addicted, and I just can't get enough\n\n[Breakdown: will.i.am]\nThis is mega switch-up\nSwitch-up, switch-up\nI just can't switch-up\n\n[Verse 3: apl.de.ap & will.i.am]\nLocked, sunk in your bedrock\nHeart, pumpin' your love-shot\nKnocked out by your cold-shot\nI'm, stuck in your headlock (Switch up)\nCan't stop, won't quit\nMakin' me fiend, give it to me\nI want it all, you know what I mean\nYour love is a dose of ecstasy (Switch up)\nAddicted, I can't get away from you\nAfflicted, I need it, I miss it (Switch up)\nI want your lovin' right next to me\nAnd I can't erase you out of my memory\n\n[Outro: will.i.am]\nI just can't switch-up25EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nLove You Like a brother\nTreat you like a friend\nRespect you like a lover\n\n[Refrain]\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\nYou could bet that, never gotta sweat that\n\n[Verse 1]\nIf you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band\nYou be the match, I will be a fuse, boom!\nPainter baby, you could be the muse\nI'm the reporter, baby you could be the news\n'Cause you're the cigarette and I'm the smoker\nWe raise a bet 'cause you're the joker\nChecked off, you are the chalk and I could be the blackboard\nAnd you can be the talk and I could be the walk\n\n[Chorus]\nEven when the sky comes falling\nEven when the sun don't shine\nI got faith in you and I\nSo put your pretty little hand in mine\nEven when we're down to the wire babe\nEven when it's do or die\nWe can do it baby simple and plain\n'Cause this love is a sure thing\n[Refrain]\nYou could bet that, never got to sweat that\nYou could bet that, never got to sweat that\nYou could bet that, never got to sweat that\nYou could bet that, never got to sweat that\n\n[Verse 2]\nYou could be the lover I'll be the fighter babe\nIf I'm the blunt, you could be the lighter babe, fire it up!\nWriter babe, you could be the quote\nIf I'm the lyric baby, you could be the note, record that!\nSaint, I'm a sinner, prize, I'm a winner, and it's you\nWhat can I do to deserve that?\nPaper baby, I'll be the pen\nSay that I'm the one 'cause you are ten\nReal and not pretend, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nEven when the sky comes falling\nEven when the sun don't shine\nI got faith in you and I\nSo put your pretty little hand in mine\n(You could bet that, never got to sweat that)\nEven when we're down to the wire, babe\n(You could bet that, never got to sweat that)\nEven when it's do or die\n(You could bet that, never got to sweat that)\nWe can do it, babe, simple and plain\n(You could bet that, never got to sweat that)\n'Cause this love is a sure thing\n[Bridge]\nRock with me, baby\nLet me hold you in my arms, talk with me, yeah\nRock with me, baby\nLet me hold you in my arms, talk with me, baby\nThis love between you and I, as simple as pie, baby\nIt's such a sure thing, it's such a sure thing\nOh, is it a sure thing? (It's such a sure thing) Yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nEven when the sky comes falling\nEven when the sun don't shine\nI got faith in you and I\nSo put your pretty little hand in mine\nEven when we're down to the wire, babe\nEven when it's do or die\nWe can do it, baby, simple and plain\nThis love is a sure thing\n\n[Outro]\nLove you like a brother\nTreat you like a friend\nRespect you like a lover54EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Sean Kingston]\nEenie meenie miney mo\nCatch a bad chick by her toe\nIf she holla let her go\n\n[Verse 1: Sean Kingston]\nShe's indecisive, she can't decide\nShe keeps on looking from left to right\nGirl, come a bit closer, look in my eyes\nSearching is so wrong, I'm Mr. Right\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Sean Kingston]\nYou seem like the type to love 'em and leave 'em\nAnd disappear right after this song\nSo give me the night to show you, hold you\nDon't leave me out here dancing alone\n\n[Chorus: Sean Kingston]\nYou can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind\nPlease don't waste my time, time, time, time, time\nI'm not tryna rewind, wind, wind, wind, wind\nI wish our hearts could come together as one\nCause shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover, oh\n[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]\nLet me show you what you're missing, paradise\nWith me you're winning girl, you don't have to roll the dice\nTell me what you're really here for\nThem other guys? I can see right through ya\n\n[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nYou seem like the type to love 'em and leave 'em\nAnd disappear right after the song\nSo give me the night to show you, hold you\nDon't leave me out here dancing alone\n\n[Chorus: Justin Bieber]\nCan't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind\nPlease don't waste my time, time, time, time, time\nNot tryna rewind, wind, wind, wind, wind\nI wish our hearts could come together as one\nCause shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover, oh\n\n[Bridge: Sean Kingston & Justin Bieber]\nEenie meenie miney moe, catch a bad chick by her toe\nIf she holla, if, if, if she holla let her go\nEenie meenie miney moe, catch a bad chick by her toe\nIf she holla, la, la, la she holla let her go\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\n[Chorus: Sean Kingston & Justin Bieber]\nYou can't make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind\nPlease don't waste my time, time, time, time, time\nI'm not tryna rewind, wind, wind, wind, wind\nI wish our hearts could come together as one\nCause shorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover\nShorty is a eenie meenie miney mo lover8EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nPraying won't do it\nHating won't do it\nDrinking won't do it\nFighting won't knock you out\nOf my head\n\n[Verse 2]\nHiding won't hide it\nSmiling won't hide it\nLike I ain't tried it\nEveryone's tried it now\nAnd failed somehow\n\n[Interlude]\nSo when you gonna let me\nWhen you gonna let me out, out\n\n[Chorus 1]\nAnd if you know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\nI'm in pieces\nIt seems like peace is\nThe only thing I'll never know\nHow do you get up?\nGet up?\n[Verse 3]\nCause driving won't do it\nFlying won't do it\nDenying won't do it\nCrying won't drown it out\nWhat you said\n\n[Verse 4]\nWhen I'm standing on the yellow line\nWaiting at the station\nOr I'm late for work\nA vital presentation\nIf you call me now girl\nWithout reservation\nI would try to break through\n\n[Chorus 2]\nAnd if you know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\nI'm in pieces\nIt seems like peace is\nThe only thing I'll never know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nI can't even find a place to start\nHow do I choose between my head and heart?\nTill it ceases I'll never know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\n[Bridge]\nA low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low\nCan you hear me?\nA low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low\nCan't you hear me?\nA low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low\nCan you hear me?\nA low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low, a low\n\n[Chorus 1]\nAnd if you know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\nI'm in pieces\nIt seems like peace is\nThe only thing I'll never know\nHow do you get up?\nGet up?\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nI can't even find a place to start\nHow do I choose between my head and heart?\nTill it ceases I'll never know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?\nI can't even find a place to start\nHow do I choose between my head and heart?\nTill it ceases I'll never know\nHow do you get up from an all time low?5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Chorus]\nYou make me dance, bring me up, bring me down\nPlay it sweet, make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat\nMakes me dance, brings me up, brings me down\nPlays it sweet, makes me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat\n\n[Verse 1]\nHey sexy boy, set me free\nDon't be so shy, play with me\nMy dirty boy, can't you see\nThat you belong next to me?\nHey sexy boy, set me free\nDon't be so shy, play with me (You are the, you are the)\nMy dirty boy, can't you see? (You are the, you are the)\nYou are the one I need\n\n[Chorus]\nYou make me dance, bring me up, bring me down\nPlay it sweet, make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat\nMakes me dance, brings me up, brings me down\nPlays it sweet, makes me move like a freak\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh-oh, girl, mm yeah, mm yeah, mm-mm yeah\nOh-oh, girl, mm yeah, mm yeah, mm-mm yeah\n[Verse 1]\nHey sexy boy, set me free\nDon't be so shy, play with me\nMy dirty boy, can't you see\nThat you belong next to me?\nHey sexy boy, set me free\nDon't be so shy, play with me (You are the, you are the)\nMy dirty boy, can't you see? (You are the, you are the)\nYou are the one I need\n\n[Chorus]\nYou make me dance, bring me up, bring me down\nPlay it sweet, make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat\nMakes me dance, brings me up, brings me down\nPlays it sweet, makes me move like a freak\n\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh-oh, girl, mm yeah, mm yeah, mm-mm yeah\nOh-oh, girl, mm yeah, mm yeah, mm-mm yeah\nMm-mm yeah, mm-mm yeah, mm-mm yeah, mm-mm yeah\n\n[Chorus]\nYou make me dance, bring me up, bring me down\nPlay it sweet, make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat\nMakes me dance, brings me up, brings me down\nPlays it sweet, makes me move like a freak\n[Outro]\nMr. SaxobeatEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria-a)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nMarteria Girl, Ma-, Marteria Girl\n\n[Marteria - Part I:]\nMein Name ist Marteria und du bist mein Up-Town Girl\nDu allein bringst mein Eisfach zum abtaun, Girl\nKaufst Unterw\u00e4sche, ziehst nie welche an\nSchenkst mir 'n L\u00e4cheln und ich flieg an die Wand\nDu bist brilliant, du bist Eis am Stil Kleine\nBrauchst kein \"Bling Bling\", blingst von alleine\nUnd ich bin dein blinder Hund an der Leine\nGlaub dir alles, deine L\u00fcgen haben lange Beine\n\u00dcberall Lippenstift auf dreckigen Tassen\nDoch nichts ist dreckiger als deine dreckige Lache\nTrinken den Gin aus der Flasche, bin dein Genie in a Bottle\nDu hast drei W\u00fcnsche frei und w\u00fcnschst dir dreimal meine Platte\nSpulst vor bei Liebesszenen, ist nicht viel zu sehen\nHast Feuchtgebiete nie gelesen, denn du bist sch\u00f6n\nWir gehn aus, nach dem Essen bist du satt\nNimmst beim Fahrstuhl fahren ab - Du bist mein Marteria Girl\n[Hook]\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria-a)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nMarteria Girl, Ma-, Marteria Girl\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl, uh!\nOh yeah, gib mir mehr, du bist es wert\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl\n\n[Marteria - Part II:]\nMusst auf nichts verzichten\nDarfst in Bayern junge Christen mit Kopftuch unterrichten\nKnackst in zwei Stunden den Da Vinci Code\nL\u00e4sst dein' verr\u00fcckten alten Vater bei dir unten im Keller wohnen\nLiebeskummer? - Du schiebst 'ne Nummer\nStehst \u00fcber den Dingen aber liegst lieber drunter\nDeine Freunde sind krank, ham keine Zeit\nDu ziehst um und tr\u00e4gst die Waschmaschine ganz allein\nGuck nicht mehr aus dem Fenster, kann mich endlich wieder raus trauen\nDenn hab ich Stress mit Gangstern wei\u00df ich, du w\u00fcrdest mich raushaun\nIch bin wach doch seh meine Traumfrau\nDenn tritt man auf 'ne Schnecke muss man ihr 'n neues Haus bauen\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl\n\n[Hook]\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria-a)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nMarteria Girl, Ma-, Marteria Girl\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl, uh!\nOh Year, gib mir mehr, du bist es wert\nDu bist mein Marteria Girl\n[Outro]\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl\nMarteria Girl, Ma-, Marteria Girl\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria-a)\nIch bin ein Marteria Girl (Marteria)\nMarteria Girl, Ma-, Marteria Girl\n-Folg RapGeniusDeutschland und beteilige dich aktiv an der Community!1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nDon't do love, don't do friends\nI'm only after success\nDon't need a relationship\nI'll never soften my grip\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nDon't want cash, don't want card\nWant it fast, want it hard\nDon't need money, don't need fame\nI just want to make a change\nI just wanna change, I just wanna change\nI just wanna change, I just wanna change\nI just wanna... change\n\n[Chorus]\nI know exactly what I want and who I want to be\nI know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine\nI'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!\n\n[Verse 2]\nOne track mind, one track heart\nIf I fail, I'll fall apart\nMaybe it is all a test\n'Cause I feel like I'm the worst\nSo I always act like I'm the best\n[Pre-Chorus]\nIf you are not very careful\nYour possessions will possess you\nTV taught me how to feel\nNow real life has no appeal\nIt has no appeal, it has no appeal\nIt has no appeal, it has no appeal\nIt has no appeal\n\n[Chorus]\nI know exactly what I want and who I want to be\nI know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine\nI'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!\nI know exactly what I want and who I want to be\nI know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine\nI'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!\n\n[Bridge]\nI'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly\nI'm gonna fail, I'm gonna die\nI'm gonna live, I'm gonna fly\nI'm gonna fail, gonna die, die, die, die\n\n[Chorus]\nI know exactly what I want and who I want to be\nI know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine\nI'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!\nI know exactly what I want and who I want to be\nI know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine\nI'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!\n[Outro]\nOh! Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no, oh!61EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1]\nTake me to the docks, there's a ship without a name there\nAnd it is sailing to the middle of the sea\nThe water there is deeper than anything you've ever seen\nJump right in and swim until you're free\n\n[Chorus]\nI will remember your face\nCause I am still in love with that place\nBut when the stars are the only things we share\nWill you be there?\n\n[Verse 2]\nMoney came like rain to your hands while you were waiting\nFor that cold long promise to appear\nPeople in the churches started singing above their hands\nThey say, \"My God is a good God and He cares\"\n\n[Chorus]\nI will remember your face\nCause I am still in love with that place\nWhen the stars are the only things we share\nWill you be there?\n\n[Bridge]\nI've got a plan, I've got an atlas in my hands\nI'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons I've learned\nI've got a plan, I've got an atlas in my hands\nI'm gonna turn when I listen to the lessons I've learned9EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nSak pas\u00e9!\n\n[Verse 1]\nI didn't mean to end his life, I know it wasn't right\nI can't even sleep at night, can't get it off my mind\nI need to get out of sight 'fore I end up behind bars\nWhat started out as a simple altercation\nTurned into a real sticky situation\nMe just thinking on the time that I'm facing\nMakes me wanna cry\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him\nCoulda been somebody's son\nAnd I took his heart when\nI pulled out that gun\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nMan down\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nMan down\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down\nIn Central Station\nIn front of a big ol' crowd\nOh, why?\nOh, why?\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down\nIn Central Station\n[Verse 2]\nIt's a twenty-two, I call her Peggy Sue\nWhen she fits right down in my shoes\nWhat you expect me to do if you're playing me for a fool?\nI will lose my cool and reach for my firearm\nI didn't mean to lay him down\nBut it's too late to turn back now\nDon't know what I was thinking\nNow he's no longer living\nSo I'm 'bout to leave town, ayy-uh\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him\nCoulda been somebody's son\nAnd I took his heart when\nI pulled out that gun\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nMan down\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nMan down\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down\nIn Central Station\nIn front of a big ol' crowd\nOh, why?\nOh, why?\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down (Would you hear me now?)\nIn Central Station\n[Bridge]\nLook, I'd never thought I'd do it\nNever thought I'd do it\nNever thought I'd do it, oh gosh\nWhatever happened to me?\nEver happened to me?\nEver happened to me?\nWhy did I pull the trigger, pull the trigger\nPull the trigger, boom\nAnd end a nigga, end a nigga life so soon?\nWhen mi pull the trigger, pull the trigger\nPull it pon' you\nSomebody tell me what I'm gonna, what I'm gonna do? Eh\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nMi say wah man down\nA weh mi say\nRum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum, rum-pum-pum-pum\nWhen mi went downtown\n'Cause now I am criminal, criminal, criminal\nOh Lord, oh mercy, now I am a criminal\nMan down\nTell the judge please gimme minimal\nRun outta town, none a dem can see mi now, see mi now\n\n[Chorus]\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down\nIn Central Station\nIn front of a big ol' crowd\nOh, why?\nOh, why?\nOh, mama, mama, mama\nI just shot a man down\nIn Central Station77EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: John Mayer]\nI was born in the arms of imaginary friends\nFree to roam, made a home out of everywhere I've been\nThen you come crashing in, like the realest thing\nTrying my best to understand all that your love can bring\n\n[Chorus 1: John Mayer & Taylor Swift]\nOh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation\nHalf of my heart takes time\nHalf of my heart's got a right mind to tell you\nThat I can't keep loving you (can't keep loving you)\nOh, with half of my heart\n\n[Verse 2: John Mayer]\nI was made to believe I'd never love somebody else\nMade a plan, stay the man who can only love himself\nLonely was the song I sang, until the day you came\nShowing me another way and all that my love can bring\n\n[Chorus 1: John Mayer & Taylor Swift]\nOh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation\nHalf of my heart takes time\nHalf of my heart's got a right mind to tell you\nThat I can't keep loving you (can't keep loving you)\nOh, with half of my heart\n[Verse 3: John Mayer]\nYour faith is strong\nBut I can only fall short for so long\nDown the road, later on\nYou will hate that I never gave more to you than half of my heart\nBut I can't stop loving you\n\n[Backup Vocals: Taylor Swift]\nI can't stop loving you\n\nBut I can't stop loving you with half of my\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart\n\n[Chorus 2: John Mayer & Taylor Swift]\nHalf of my heart\u2019s got a real cool imagination\nHalf of my heart\u2019s got you\nHalf of my heart\u2019s got the right mind to tell you\nHalf of my heart won\u2019t do\n\n[Outro: John Mayer ]\nHalf of my heart is a shotgun wedding to a bride with a paper ring\nAnd half of my heart is the part of a man who's never truly loved anything\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart\nHalf of my heart6EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro: Timbaland & Justin Timberlake]\nHa-hah! Eh-eh-eh, ha-hah!\nAh baby, oh my baby, down to (Carry out)\nAh baby, oh my baby, down to (Carry out)\nI take your order when you steppin' when you (Carry out)\nI take your order when you steppin' when you (Carry out)\nI turn it on my baby, don't you (Cut me out)\nI turn it on my baby, don't you (Cut me out)\nCheck it, check it out\n\n[Verse 1: Timbaland]\nBaby, you're looking fire hot\nI'll have you open all night like you're IHOP\nI'll take you home, baby, let you keep me company\nYou gimme some of you, I give you some of me\nYou look good, baby, must taste heavenly\nI'm pretty sure that you got your own recipe\nSo pick it up, pick it up, yeah, I like you\nI just can't get enough, I gotta drive through\n'Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you, all night\nHave it your, way, foreplay, before, I feed, your appetite\nLet me get my ticket, baby, let me get in line\nI can tell the way you like it baby, supersized\nHold on, you got yours, let me get mine\nI ain't leave 'til they turn over the closed sign\nCheck it\n[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nTake my order cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nLet me walk into your body 'til you\u2014hear me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTake my order 'cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nAnd let me walk into your body 'til it's\u2014lights out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nAh, turn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nCut me out\n\n[Verse 2: Justin Timberlake]\nListen here, girl\nNumber one, I take two number threes\nThat's a whole lotta you and a side of me\nNow is I full of myself to want you full of me?\nAnd if there's room for dessert then I want a piece\nBaby, get my order right, no errors\nI'mma touch you in all the right areas\nI can feed you, you can feed me\nGirl, deliver that to me, come see me\n'Cause it's me, you, you, me, me, you, all night\nHave it your, way, foreplay, before, I feed, your appetite\nDo you like it well done? 'Cause I do it well\n'Cause I'm well seasoned if you couldn't tell\nNow let me walk into your body 'til you hear me out\nAh turn me on my baby, don't you cut me out\n[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nTake my order cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nLet me walk into your body 'til you\u2014hear me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTake my order 'cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nAnd let me walk into your body 'til it's\u2014lights out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nAh, turn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nCut me out\n\n[Bridge: Justin Timberlake  with Timbaland]\nWhat's your name? What's your number?\nI'm glad I came; can you take my order?\nWhat's your name? Girl, what's your number?\nI'm glad I came; can you take my order?\nCome over here (What's your name?)\nCome closer (What's your number?)\nCome over here (I'm glad I came)\nA little closer (Can you take my order?)\nCome over here (What's your name?)\nCome closer (What's your number?)\nOver here (I'm glad I came)\nA little closer (Can you take my)\n\n[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]\nTake my order cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nLet me walk into your body 'til you\u2014hear me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTake my order 'cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nAnd let me walk into your body 'til it's\u2014lights out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nAh, turn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nUh! Take my order cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nLet me walk into your body 'til you\u2014hear me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nTake my order 'cause your body like a\u2014carry out\nAnd let me walk into your body 'til it's\u2014lights out\nTurn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nAh, turn me on my baby, don't you\u2014cut me out\nCut me out\n[Outro: Justin Timberlake]\nDon't you cut me out7EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Strophe 1]\nAlles was ich wei\u00df, wei\u00df ich von dir\nAlles was ich habe, hab' ich von dir\nAlles was ich liebe, hat mit dir zu tun\nUnd so lang ich lebe, wird mein Herz nicht ruhn\nUnd so wird es immer bleiben\nDu kannst gar nichts dagegen tun\n\n[Refrain]\nWeil du die Liebe meines Lebens bist\nWeil du die Liebe meines Lebens bist\nWeil du die Liebe meines lieben Lebens bist\n\n[Strophe 2]\nAlles was ich tue, gestern heut' und hier\nSoll doch nur ein Umweg sein, auf meinem Weg zu dir\nAlles was ich tue, hat nur einen Sinn\nDass ich am Ende meines Lebens endlich bei dir bin\nUnd so wird es immer bleiben\nDu kannst gar nichts dagegen tun\n\n[Refrain]\n\n[Strophe 3]\nUnd selbst wenn ich dich nie kriege\nDann wird eines f\u00fcr immer sein\nDer Schmerz in meinem Herzen\nMein Leben ohne dich gewesen zu sein\nUnd so wird es immer bleiben\nDu kannst gar nichts dagegen tun\n[Refrain] (x2)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Chorus]\nI need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nWell, I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nSaid I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need\nAnd if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?\n\n[Verse 1]\nBad times are coming and I reap what I done sowed (Hey, hey)\nWell, let me tell you something, all that glitters ain't gold (Hey, hey)\nIt's been a long old trouble, long old troublesome road\nAnd I'm looking for somebody come and help me carry this load\n\n[Chorus]\nI need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nWell, I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need\n\n[Break]\nWell, I don't know if I'm walking on solid ground\n'Cause everything around me is falling down\nAnd all I want is for someone to help me\n[Verse 2]\nI had a job but the boss man let me go (He said)\nI'm sorry, but I won't be needing your help no more (I said)\nPlease, Mister Boss man I need this job more than you know\nBut he gave me my last paycheck and he sent me on out the door\n\n[Chorus]\nWell, I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nSaid I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nAnd I need dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need\nAnd if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?\n\n[Break]\nWell, I don't know if I'm walking on solid ground\n'Cause everything around me is crumbling down\nAnd all I want is for someone to help me\n\n[Bridge]\nWhat in the world am I gonna do tomorrow?\nIs there someone with a dollar I could borrow?\nWho can help me take away my sorrow?\nMaybe it's inside the bottle\n(Maybe it's inside the bottle)\n[Verse 3]\nI had some good old buddies, names is Whiskey and Wine (Hey, hey)\nAnd for my good old buddies I spent my last dime (Hey, hey)\nNow Wine is good to me, he help me pass the time\nAnd my good old buddy Whiskey keep me warmer than sunshine (Hey, hey)\nYour mama may have blessed the child that's got his own (Hey, hey)\nIf God has plans for me I hope it ain't written in stone (Hey, hey)\nBecause I've been working, working myself down to the bone\nAnd I swear on Grandpa's grave I'll be paid when I come home (Hey, hey)\n\n[Chorus]\nWell, I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nSaid I need a dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need (Hey, hey)\nWell, I said I need dollar, dollar\nDollar, that's what I need\nAnd if I share with you my story would you share your dollar with me?\n(C'mon share your dollar with me\nGo 'head, share your dollar with me\nC'mon share your dollar, gimme your dollar\nShare your dollar with me\nC'mon share your dollar with me)32EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "Finn:\nJust a small town girl\nLivin' in a lonely world\nShe took the midnight train goin' anywhere\n\nRachel:\nJust a city boy\nBorn and raised in south Detroit\nHe took the midnight train goin' anywhere\n\nFinn:\nA singer in a smoky room\n\nRachel:\nA smell of wine and cheap perfume\n\nFinn and Rachel:\nFor a smile they can share the night\nIt goes on and on and on and on\nStrangers waiting\nUp and down the boulevard\nTheir shadows searching in the night\nStreetlights people\nLiving just to find emotion\nHiding somewhere in the night\nRachel:\nWorking hard to get my fill\nEverybody wants a thrill\n\nFinn and Rachel:\nPayin' anything to roll the dice just one more time\n\nRachel:\nSome will win\n\nFinn and Rachel:\nSome will lose\nSome were born to sing the blues\nOh, the movie never ends\nIt goes on and on and on and on\nStrangers waiting\nUp and down the boulevard\nTheir shadows searching in the night\nStreetlight people\nLiving just to find emotion\nHiding somewhere in the night\n\nFinn and Rachel with New Directions:\nDon't stop believin'\n(Finn and Rachel: Hold on to that feelin')\nStreetlight people\nDon't stop believin'\n(Finn and Rachel: Hold on to that feelin')\nStreetlight people\nDon't stop!EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Verse 1: Eliza Doolittle]\nI get tired and upset\nAnd I'm trying to care a little less\nWhen I Google I only get depressed\nI was taught to dodge those issues\nI was told\nDon't worry, there's no doubt\nThere's always something to cry about\nWhen you're stuck in angry crowd\nThey don't think what they say\nBefore they open their mouth\n\n[Chorus: Eliza Doolittle & Lloyd Wade]\nYou gotta\nPack up your troubles in your old kit bag\nAnd bury them beneath the sea\nI don't care what the people may say\nWhat the people may say about me\nPack up your troubles, get your old kit bag\nDon't worry about the cavalry\nI don't care what the whisperers say\nCause they whisper too loud for me\n\n[Verse 2: Eliza Doolittle]\nHot topic\nMaybe I should drop it\nIt's a touchy subject\nAnd I like to tiptoe 'round\nThe ship going down\nWe got no penny, no pound\nSo if your business is running out\nIt's not my business to talk about\nThey don't think what to say\nBefore they open their mouth\n[Chorus: Eliza Doolittle & Lloyd Wade]\nYou gotta\nPack up your troubles in your old kit bag\nAnd bury them beneath the sea\nI don't care what the people may say\nWhat the people may say about me\nPack up your troubles, get your old kit bag\nDon't worry about the cavalry\nI don't care what the whisperers say\nCause they whisper too loud for me\n\n[Eliza Doolittle]\nTweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet\nTweet, tweet, tweet, tweet\n\n[Chorus: Eliza Doolittle & Lloyd Wade]\nYou gotta\nPack up your troubles in your old kit bag\nAnd bury them beneath the sea\nI don't care what the people may say\nWhat the people may say about me\nPack up your troubles, get your old kit bag\nDon't worry about the cavalry\nI don't care what the whisperers say\nCause they whisper too loud for me\n[Eliza Doolittle]\nYeah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh\nYeah, eh, eh, eh\nYeah, eh, eh, eh2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy", "[Intro]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\n\n[Chorus]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nEverything I do, yeah, I do it big\nYeah, uh-huh, screaming: \"That's nothin'!\"\nWhen I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'\nReppin' my town, when you see me you know everything\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nI put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\n\n[Verse 1]\nUh, black stripe, yellow paint\nThem niggas scared of it, but them hoes ain't\nSoon as I hit the club, look at them hoes' face\nHit the pedal once, make the floor shake\nSuede inside, my engine roarin'\nIt\u2019s the big boy, you know what I paid for it\nAnd I got the pedal to the metal\nGot you niggas checking game, I\u2019m ballin' out on every level\nHear them haters talk, but there\u2019s nothin' you can tell 'em\nJust made a million, got another million on my schedule\nNo love for 'em, nigga breaking hearts\nNo keys, push to start\n[Chorus]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nEverything I do, yeah, I do it big\nYeah, uh-huh, screaming: \"That's nothin'!\"\nWhen I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'\nReppin' my town, when you see me you know everything\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nI put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\n\n[Verse 2]\nGot a call from my jeweler, this just in\nAnd bitches love me \u2018cause I'm fucking with their best friends\nNot a lesbian, but she a freak though\nThis ain't for one night, I\u2019m shining all week, ho\nI\u2019m sippin' Clicquot and rocking yellow diamonds\nSo many rocks up in my watch I can\u2019t tell what the time is\nGot a pocket full of big faces\nThrow it up, 'cause every nigga that I\u2019m with Taylor'd\n\n[Chorus]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nEverything I do, yeah, I do it big\nYeah, uh-huh, screaming: \"That's nothin'!\"\nWhen I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'\nReppin' my town, when you see me you know everything\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nI put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\n[Verse 3]\nStay high like how I\u2019m supposed to do\nThat crowd underneath them clouds can\u2019t get close to you\nAnd my car look unapproachable\nSuper clean, but it's super mean\nShe wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks\nGet fly and take trips and that's that, real rap\nI let her get high if she want and she feel that\nConvertible drop feel, \u201887, the top peeled back\n\n[Bridge]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nYeah, yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nYou already know what it is, man\nAnd if you don't, you should by now\nReppin' my town, when you see me you know everything\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nI put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\n\n[Chorus]\nYeah, uh-huh, you know what it is\nEverything I do, yeah, I do it big\nYeah, uh-huh, screaming: \"That's nothin'!\"\nWhen I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'\nReppin' my town, when you see me you know everything\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nI put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow\nBlack and yellow, black and yellow80EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy"]