A love song for bobby long/Grayson Capps
***ing(?) Alabama and the coloni-al end, hot day old orange juice, some vodka on a night stand, there's chevy nova, with a seat burned out at the back, from wind-blown cigarette (which just stumped in in the wind?) Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek, side-tracked by a scent of a woman, (could've been an actor on a movie screen?) stayed at alabama, (just a dream of a dream?) he played footbal against WS-(?league), should've seen him running down the field I grow old, I grow old, with a bottom of my trousers rolled, it's a love song, for bobby long it's a love song, for bobby long he was a handsome man, he had a (cheero-chick-kit?) bone fair hair boy, where did he go wrong, chose a roadless travel, made all the difference, (nice chest and critizied?) he don't make no sense (brook n'?) called him crazy, he said bobby long was nothing but a drunk, but all the thoughts in his head was way passed anything they (?don't funk) it's a love song, for bobby long it's a love song, for bobby long but don't get me wrong, bobby long was not good, he'd drag you down if he know he could well he would, drag you down, (road I ride down will be the?) the day for me won't come along road I ride is gonna set me free come take me home he was a friend of my papa's he used to drink and tell lies (prays flannaby o'connel?) smoke cigarettes and (fa fa fa?) so here I am at a colonial end me and (?katie long) my pretty girl-friend he charmes her with a poem, then he brakes down and cries smile a crooked smile, with his broken chick-bone (smile/sad?) tell about his life, now he's 63, he looks me in the eyes, he says come and go with me walk on water walk on water but you know you drown themselves (?around) god and a devil, god and a devil, god and a devil (along side his mind?) love song, for bobby long love song, for bobby long
| A love song for bobby long/Grayson Capps | | 2005.06.05-13:04.00
50 CENT (f/ Snoop Dogg, G-Unit) LYRICS P.I.M.P. (G-Unit Remix) [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P [50 Cent] Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her I spit a little G man and my game got her A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga tryin' to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid Look baby, this is simple you can't see You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [Bridge: Snoop Dogg] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P Doggy style in ya mouth for the 2003 And y'all know I'm from the DPG F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P We internationally known and locally respected (And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me [Snoop Dogg] Yeah bitch I got my Now and Later gators on I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side I'm down with that nigga Fifty like I down with blue Fuck cuz, nah nigga motherfuck you G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down I got my niggaz in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around I got some butter pecan, Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down That's waitin' on me to return So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word They love it when I get to crippin' And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin' [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [Lloyd Banks] You need to switch over and ride with a star It'll get you far I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb Got some tricks, but I ain't one I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run I let em' do as they please, as long as they get my cheese Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees I keep em' on they knees, take a look under my sleeve I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP [Young Buc] We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty) We drive old school white walls with mink clothes I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy Man cough up your love, or you're girl comin' with me When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know That money make the world go round, so lets get mo' Its time to show these playas how it should be done You got pimp protection, you're mic could be one, G-UNIT [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [50 Cent speaking] In Hollywood, they say there no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness like ho b'ness They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH [ www.LyricsTop.com ]| | | 2004.08.10-19:04.00
Scotty Doesn't Know Lyrics
Artist: Lustra Lyrics Song: Scotty Doesn't Know Lyrics Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me Do it in my van every Sunday. She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know! Oh Scotty doesn't know! So Don't Tell Scotty! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! So Don't Tell Scotty! Fiona says she's out shopping, But she's under me and I'm not stopping... Because Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! (X3) So don't tell Scooty! Scotty doesn't know! I can't believe he's so trusting, While I'm right behind you thrusting. Fiona's got him on the phone, And she's trying not to moan. It's a three-way call and he knows nothing! nothing... Scotty doesn't know!(X3) So don't tell Scotty! because Scotty doesn't know! (Scotty doesn't know!X2) We'll put on a show! Everyone will go! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty doesn't know! the parking lot? Why not? It's so fun when you're on top! It's full on in the snow If it's a hunk(?) because Scotty doesn't know! We did it on his birthday... Scotty doesn't know!(X4) Scotty doesn't know! Scotty won't know! Scotty doesn't know! Scotty's gotta know! Gotta tell Scotty! Gotta tell him myself! Scotty doesn't know! (X10) [Chant] Scotty doesn't know! [Chant] Scotty's gotta go!
| Scotty Doesn't Know Lyrics | | 2004.05.26-19:14.00
Shagma lyrics...
(speech) Depuis la Grand Cataclysme, les Arkadiens vivaient blottis au centre de la Terre. Ils avaient tout oublié de leur passé, ainsi l'avaient voulu leurs anc?tres. Jusqu'au jour o? leur soleil, le Shagma, tomba malade. Alors les enfants d'Arkadia os?rent entrer dans le musée interdit. Ils y retrouv?rent quelques traces du passé mais aucun plan du Shagma. Alors les enfants cré?rent puis envoy?rent vers la surface de la terre leur messag?re : Arkana.
| Shagma lyrics... | | 2004.02.08-20:37.00
Raphael - Carla Bruni
Lyric Raphael Carla Bruni Quatre consonnes et trois voyelles C'est le prénom de Raphaël Je le murmure ? mon oreille Et chaque lettre m'émerveille C'est le tréma qui m'ensorcelle Dans le prénom de Raphaël Comme il se m?le au a au e, Comme il les entre-m?le au l Raphaël ? l'air d'un ange Mais c'est un diable de l'amour Du bout des hanches Et de son regard de velours Quand il se penche Quand il se penche mes nuits sont blanches Et pour toujours Hmm J'aime les notes au go?t de miel Dans le prénom de Raphaël Je les murmure ? mon réveil Entre les plumes du sommeil Et pour que la journée soit belle Je me parfume Raphaël Peau de chagrin pâtre éternel Archange étrange d'un autre ciel Pas de délice pas d'étincelle Pas de malice sans Raphaël Les jours sans lui deviennent ennui Et mes nuits s'ennuient de plus belle Pas d'inquiétude pas de prélude Pas de promesse ? l'éternel Juste le monde dans notre lit Juste nos vies en arc en ciel Raphaël a l'aire d'un sage Et ses paroles sont de velours De sa voix grave Et de son regard sans détour Quand il raconte Quand il invente je peux l'écouter Nuit et jour Hmm Quatre consonnes et trois voyelle C'est le prénom de Raphaël Je lui murmure ? son oreille Ca le fait rire comme un soleil
| Raphael - Carla Bruni | | 2004.01.09-11:08.00
originally by Steve Miller Band
Some people call me the space cowboy Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak with the prophecies of love People talk about me baby Say I'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong Don't you worry baby don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home Cos I'm a pitcher, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight talker I get my loving on the run Your the cutest thing that I ever did see Really like your peaches, wanna shake your tree Lovy dovy, lovy dovy, lovy dovy all the time O wee baby I wanna show you a good time Cos I'm a pitcher, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight talker I get my loving on the run| originally by Steve Miller Band | | 2003.12.20-14:25.00
Drivers Seat
Brand/Artist Sniff N The Tears Album Miscellaneous Song Title Drivers Seat
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* transcribed by Frantic Freddy, on request *
* corrections and extensions are welcome *
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SNIFF 'N THE TEARS - DRIVER'S SEAT
Doing alright, a little jiving on a Saturday night
And come what may, gonna dance the day away
Jenny was sweet, show a smile for the people she needs
I'm trouble, let's drive, I don't know the way you came alive
News is blue (the news is blue), has its own way to get to you
What can I do (what can I do), when I remember my time with you
Pick up your feet, got to move to the trick of the beat
There is no lead, just take your place in the driver's seat
Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
Doing alright, a little jiving on a Saturday night
And come what may, gonna dance the day away
Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
Jenny was sweet, there is no lead
Pick up your feet, pick up, pick up
Pick up your feet, gonna dance the day away
Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
Driver's seat
| Drivers Seat | | 2003.03.09-12:52.00
You're a god
Vertical Horizon Title: You're A God Album: Everything You Want
I've got to be honest I think you know We're covered in lies and that's OK There's somewhere beyond this I know But I hope I can find the words to say Never again no No never again Chorus 'Cause you're a god And I am not And I just thought That you would know You're a god And I am not And I just thought I'd let you go But I've been unable To put you down I'm still learning things I ought to know by now It's under the table so I need something more to show somehow Never again no No never again Chorus I've got to be honest I think you know We're covered in lies and that's OK There's somewhere beyond this I know But I hope I can find the words to say Never again no No never again
| You're a god | | 2003.03.09-12:49.00
Laura Non C'e
Brand/Artist Nek Album Lei, Gli Amici E Tutto Il Resto Song Title Laura Non C'e
Laura non c'e', e' andata via Laura non e' piu' cosa mia e te che sei qua e mi chiedi perche' l'amo se niente piu' mi da' mi manca da spezzare il fiato fa male e non lo sa che non mi e' mai passata Laura non c'e', capisco che e' stupido cercarla in te Io sto da schifo credi e non lo vorrei stare con te pensanro a lei stasera voglio stare acceso andiamocene di la' a forza di pensare ho fuso. Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso, se vuoi pero' non e' lo stesso tra di noi da solo non mi basto stai con me solo e' strano che al suo posto ci sei te, ci sei te. Laura dov'e', mi manca sai magari c'e' un altro accanto a lei giuro non ci ho pensato mai che succedesse proprio a noi lei si muove dentro un altro abbraccio su di un corpo che non e' piu' il mio e io cosi' non ce la faccio. Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso, se vuoi pero' non e' lo stesso tra di noi da solo non mi basto stai con me solo e' strano che al suo posto ci sei te, ci sei te. Forse e' difficile cosi' ma non so che cosa fare Credo che sia logico, per quanto io provi a scappare lei c'e'. Non vorrei che tu fossi un emergenza ma tra bene e amore c'e' solo Laura e la mia coscienza. Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso oh no pero' non e' lo stesso ora so c'e' ancora il suo riflesso tra me e te mi dispiace ma non posso Laura c'e'. Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso oh no mi casca il mondo addosso ora so c'e' acora il suo riflesso tra me e te mi dispiace ma non posso Laura c'e'
| Laura Non C'e | | 2003.03.09-12:42.00
Balla "Sexy Thing"
Adesso credo nei miracoli In questa notte di tequila boom boom Sei cosa sexy cosa, sexy thing, ?.. ormai Ti ho messo gli occhi addosso?.. e lo sai Che devi avere un caos dentro di te x far fiorire una stella che balla Inferno e paradiso dentro di te La luna e' un sole guarda come brilla Baby the night is on fire Siamo fiamme nel cielo Lampi in mezzo al buio?? what you say Balla, balla morena Sotto questa luna piena Under the moonlight Under the moonlight Vai chica vai cocca che mi sa cocca Che questa sera qualche cosa ti tocca Ho un cuore d'oro sai il cuore di un santo x cosi' poco me la merito tanto Baby the night is on fire Siamo fiamme nel cielo Scandalo nel buio?? what you say Balla, balla morena Sotto questa luna piena Under the moonlight Balla, under the moonlight Sotto questa luna piena Balla morena??.. yeah yeah yeah You got me hurtin so bad, so bad I got to have it, so bad What you say Balla, balla morena Sotto questa luna piena Under the moonlight E dalla, under the moonlight Sotto questa luna piena Daila morena Sotto questa luna piena Sotto questa luna piena Sotto questa luna piena Under the moonlight
| Balla "Sexy Thing" | | 2003.03.09-12:37.00
Blues Traveler - Run around lyric
Blues Traveler Title: Run-around Album: Four
Once upon a midnight dearie I woke with something in my head I couldn't escape the memory Of a phone call and of what you said Like a game show contestant with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend Who needs to humor me and tell me lies Yeah humor me and tell me lies And I'll lie too and say I don't mind And as we seek so shall we find And when you're feeling open I'll still be here But not without a certain degree of fear Of what will be with you and me I still can see things hopefully But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down And shake me and my confidence About a great many things But I've been there I can see it cower Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings Of a bad play where the heroes are right And nobody thinks or expects too much And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights Singing hey babe let's keep in touch Hey baby let's keep in touch But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell What's yours and mine the fishing's fine And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't feed me a line But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire wa to speed things up When all it does is slow me down Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking And I've got some news for you It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop And there ain't a whole lot that you can do Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder Perhaps I've grown a little cynical But I know no matter what the waitress brings I shall drink it and always be full Yeah I will drink it and always be full Oh I like coffee And I like tea I'd like to be able to enter a final plea I still got this dream that you just can't shake I love you to the point you can no longer take Well all right okay So be that way I hope and pray That there's something left to say But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down But you Why you wanna give me a run-around Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up When all it does is slow me down
| Blues Traveler - Run around lyric | | 2003.03.09-12:29.00
Ring Of Fire
Fun girl
You tempted me
A feast of sparks
in the night is what I need
Oo, I'm a ready to roar
And I'm a ready for more
Well, I'm a ready to burn
Like the light until the dawn
Oh, I gotta see the fire in me
Turning into ecstasy
So stick around and settle down
Enjoy the mystery
A voice in the wilderness
There's somethin' in the air
A little love won't bring your precious self a secret flame
Fun girl
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Feels like fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Ring of fire
I left, so in between
You're stealing all of the fire, electric me
I'm staring into the sun
I'm staring into a gun
I'm staring at the sky
Turn it out and let it burn
Fun girl
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Feels like fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Ring of fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Oh! Feels like fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Ring of fire
Fun girl,
You tempted me
You broke me up
Like a knife so tenderly
Oh, I gotta see the fire in me
Burning up my ecstasy
A little love won't bring your precious self a secret flame.
Oh no
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Feels like fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
Ring of fire
(I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
It feels like fire.
(I'm ready, ready for thunder)
Ring of fire
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh
blondie:
Ring Of Fire (Live)
Love is a burning flame.
It makes a fire of rain.
Bound by wild desire, I fell into a ring of fire.
Taste my love is sweet, when hearts like ours meet.
I fell for you like a child.
Oh, the fire went wild.
I fell into a burning ring of fire.
I went down down down, the flame it swept higher.
It burns burns burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.
| Ring Of Fire | | 2003.03.09-11:12.00
Quit jammin me
You got me in a corner You got me against the wall I got nowhere to go I got nowhere to fall Take back your insurance Baby nothin's guaranteed Take back your acid rain Let your T.V. bleed (Chorus) You're jammin' me, you're jammin' me, Quit jammin' me Baby you can keep me painted in a corner You can walk away, but it's not over Take back your angry slander Take back your pension plan Take bakc your ups and downs of your life In raisin-land Take back Vanessa Redgrave Take back Joe Piscopo Take back Eddie Murphy Give 'em all some place to go (Chorus) Take back your iranian torture And the apple in young Steve's eye Yeah take back your losing streak Check your front wheel drive Take back Pasadena Take back El Salvador Take back that country club They're tryin' to build outside my door
| Quit jammin me | | 2003.02.21-17:22.00
I WANNA BE SEDATED - THE RAMONES
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated Just get me to the airport put me on a plane Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated Just put me in a wheelchair and put me on a plane Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o I wanna be sedated Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o I wanna be sedated Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
| I WANNA BE SEDATED - THE RAMONES | | 2003.02.15-17:40.00
