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All Music (новости и тексты песен) #62
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Artist: Destiny's Child
Title: 8 Days of Christmas
Album: 8 Days of Christmas
Uh (uh) You know Christmas? Was made for the chil-ren Destiny's chil-ren 2 G Christmas Destiny's Child Uh uh On the 8th day of Christmas my baby gave to me A pair of Chloe shades and a diamond belly ring On the 7th day of Christmas my baby gave to me A nice back rub & he massaged my feet On the 6th day of Christmas my baby gave to me A crack jacket with dirty denim jeans On the 5th day of Christmas my baby gave to me The poem that he wrote for me Chorus 1 The Feeling that I Feel is So good He makes me Feel so in la-la-la-love If he only knew what he does to me My man, my man, my baby Oh he makes me feel so lovely, so sexy I'm so in la-la-la-love How I love him for his generousity My man, my man, my baby Chrous 2 Doesn't it feel like Christmas (it feels lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (feels so lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (oh oh oh oh) Yes, it feels like Christmas Doesn't it feel like Christmas (it feels lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (feels so lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (the spirit of Christmas) Yes, it feels like Christmas On the 4th day of Christmas my baby gave to me A candle lit dinner, just fo me and my honey On the 3rd day of Christmas my baby gave to me A gift certificate to get my fav-o-rite cd's On the 2nd day of Christmas my baby gave to me The keys to a CLK Mercedes On the 1st day of Christmas my baby gave to me Quality T, I, M, E Chorus 1 The Feeling that I Feel is So good He makes me Feel so in la-la-la-love If he only knew what he does to me My man, my man, my baby Oh he makes me feel so lovely, so sexy I'm so in la-la-la-love How I love him for his generousity My man, my man, my baby Refr. 2: Doesn't it feel like Christmas (it feels lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (feels so lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (oh oh oh oh) Yes, it feels like Christmas Doesn't it feel like Christmas (it feels lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (feels so lovely) Doesn't it feel like Christmas (the spirit of Christmas) Yes, it feels like Christmas Ooooh oooohh Ooooh oooohh Ooooh oooohh Ooooh oooohh... Chrous 2 till fade
Artist: Britney Spears
Title: Overprotected
Album: Britney
Spoken: I need time (time) Love (love) Joy (joy) I need space I need me (Action!) Say hello to the girl that I am! You're gonna have to see through my perspective I need to make misstakes just to learn who I am And I don't wanna be so damn protected There must be another way Cause I believe in taking chances But who am I to say What a girl is to do God, I need some answers What am I to do with my life (You will find out don't worry) How Am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected I tell 'em what I like What I won't What I don't But every time I do I stand corrected Things that I've known I can't believe what I hear about the world, I realize I'm Overprotected There must be another way Cause I believe in taking chances But who am I to say What a girl is to do God I need some answers What am I to do with my life (You will find out don't worry) How Am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected I need time (love) I need space (This is it, this is it) I don't need nobody Tellin me just what I wanna What I what what I'm gonna Do about my destiny I Say No, No Nobody tell me just what what what I wanna do, do I'm so fed up with people telling me to be Someone else but me (Action!) What am I to do with my life (You will find out don't worry) How Am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected I don't need nobody Tellin me just what I wanna What I what what I'm gonna Do about my destiny I Say No, No Ain't nobody tell me just what I wanna do, do I'm so fed up with people telling me to be Someone else but me What am I to do with my life (You will find out don't worry) How Am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected.
Artist: No Doubt
Title: Hey Baby
Album: Rock Steady
Hey baby Hey baby Hey Girls say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby Hey baby, baby I'm the kinda girl that Hangs with the guys Like a fly on the wall With my secret eyes Takin' it in Try to be feminine With my makeup bag Watchin' all the sin Misfit, I sit Lit up, wicked Everybody else Surrounded by the girls With the tank tops And the flirty ways I'm just sippin' on chamomile Watching boys and girls And their sex appeal With a stranger in my face Who says he knows my mom And went to my high school All the boys say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby, baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey All the boys get The girls in the back I'm the one they feed upon Give a bit a star is born And if you hide enough You'll get the pass And you can tell your friends How you made it back No matter what they say I'm still the same Somehow everybody Knows my name And all the girls wanna Get with the boys And the boys really like it All the boys say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby, baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey All the boys get The girls in the back (Bounty Killer) Check it out It's Bounty Killer And No Doubt Jump on the stage Makes me goin' crazy Afterwards myself And one of them Gorgeous ladies (That's right) There is no need To be actin' shady Come on baby Hey hey baby Jump on the stage Makes me goin' crazy Afterwards myself And one of them Gorgeous ladies (Ya man) There is no need To be actin' shady Come on baby Hey hey baby When you rock your hips You know that It amazes me Got me off the hook And nothin' else Don't phase me Can you be my one And only sunshine lady If no, maybe, hey baby I'm just sippin on chamomile Watching boys and girls And their sex appeal With a stranger in my face Who says he knows my mom And went to my high school (That's right) All the boys say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Girls say, girls say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey Hey baby, baby Hey baby, hey baby, hey Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey Can you be my one And only sunshine lady? Hey baby, hey baby, hey (Baby, baby) Girls say, girls say, Hey baby, hey baby, hey When you rock your hips You know that It amazes me Hey baby, hey baby, hey (Baby, baby) Boys say, boys say Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Artist: Pink
Title: Get The Party Started
Album: Missundaztood
I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Get this party started on a Saturday night Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive Sendin' out the message to all of my friends We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lotsa style, got my gold diamond rings I can go for miles if you know what I mean I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Pumpin up the volume, breakin down' to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene Boulevard is freakin' as I'm comin' up fast I'll be burnin' rubber, you'll be kissin' my a** Pull up to the bumper, get out of the car License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Get this party started Makin' my connection as I enter the room Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat Everybody's dancin' and their dancin' for me I'm your operator, you can call anytime I'll be your connection to the party line I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started I'm comin' up so you better you better get this party started Get this party started Get this party started right now Get this party started Get this party started Get this party started right now
Artist: Janet Jackson feat. Carly Simon, Missy Elliott
Title: Son Of A Gun (Remix)
Album: Janet Jackson: All For You
[Janet] Ha, ha, who, who Thought you’d get the money, too Greedy, greedy, greedy Try to have the cake and eat it, too. [Missy Elliott] Missy! Ha, ha! Remix! Yo, check this out you greedy motha f****** I changed all my credit cards, And switched all the locks to all my doors You thought my heart would be destroyed Look around cuz I’m chillin’ boy Whatcha goin’ get your lawyer for? I makes my dough and just for sure you know Your lawyers should have let you know, you know, When you sue me you gonna be broke, you know, Ain’t no way you gonna bring me down easy Any chick that you stick is real sleazy Before I need you, I bet you gonna need me You ain’t want me, anyway you wanted to be me. What made you think I wanted to keep you around While I work my a** off while you just lounge around, huh? You slump, bum, son of a gun, And uh, How much you worth? I think negative, done [Janet] Sharp shooter into breakin’ hearts A baby gigolo, a sex pistol Hollerin’ at everything that walks No substance, just small talk Know why you’re feelin’ on that girl’s behind, You got a sleazy, one track mind Workin’ your work until you find Who’s goin’ home with you tonight. [Janet (Missy)] Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from? Who’s your next victim? (That’s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That’s what I’m talkin’ about) Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don’t really love her? Oh, (Oh!) It’s gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slugger shoot ‘em up [Janet & Carly Simon] I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you. [Missy] I’m doin’ better without you, and I’m happy without you. [Janet] Sweatin’ me but I’m not you’re type, You think you irk me, and you’re so right, I’d rather keep the trash and throw you out, Stupid b**** in my beach house No, I ain’t gonna go and act a fool, And be the lead story, on the n**** news Not me, sucker, I’d never be your lover, I’d rather make you suffer, you stupid motha f***** [Janet (Missy)] Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from? Who’s your next victim? (That’s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That’s what I’m talkin’ about) Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don’t really love her? Oh, (Oh!) It’s gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slugger shoot ‘em up [Missy] You must have thought you had game, now you, what? Walkin’ ‘round, like you’re down, you don’t give a… But you don’t really wanna be forgot into the streets, I’m a lover, not a fighter, but I crack your teeth Boy I plead please, no, don’t bother me. Cuz when you had me you ain’t know how to chill wit’ me You wanna be in the streets with the freak-nies But now you all up on them knees, still joggin’ me. But I’m gonna say it real, real, keep it real, What the deal? How you feel? Is it real? Is you sick? Cuz I’m the deal, still here, what the feelin’ Is real, don’t front, cuz boy I’m the… I’m doin’ better without you, playa, and I’m happy without you, playa, This song is about you, playa Motha f***** son of a gun, Janet! [Janet] Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off, Show me what you’re gonna do, I ain’t ‘bout to run, You have just run out of ammunition, Shootin’ blanks now, you son of a gun. [Missy] Missy, Janet, Carly [Janet (Missy)] Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from? Who’s your next victim? (That’s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That’s what I’m talkin’ about) Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don’t really love her? Oh, (Oh!) It’s gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slugger shoot ‘em up [Carly (over Janet and Missy)] No, no, no, no, no, it’s not what you say, it’s what you do You’re so vain, You probably think this song is about you, Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you. [Janet & Carly] I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you. [Janet] Ha, ha, who, who Thought you’d get the money, too Greedy, greedy, greedy Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
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