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Falling in love again
Never wanted to What am I to do? Can't help it Love's always been my game Play it how I may I was made that way Can't help it Men cluster to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I know I'm not to blame Falling in love again Never wanted to What am I to do? Can't help it Fallin' in love again Never wanted to What am I to do? Can't help it Love's always been my game Play it how I may I was made that way Can't help it Men cluster to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I know I'm not to blame Fallin' in love again Never wanted to What am I to do? Can't help it Men cluster to me like moths around a flame And if their wings burn, I know I'm not to blame Fallin' in love again Never wanted to What am I to do? Can't help it |
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Give me the man
who does a thing does a thing to my heart I love the man who takes me into his hands and gets what he demands And when we're alone by moonlight under a big palm tree Oh give me the man who does a thing does a thing to me Give me the man who does a thing does a thing to my heart I love the man who takes me into his hands and gets what he demands And when we're alone by moonlight under a big palm tree Oh give me the man who does a thing does a thing to me |
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All these beats and my rhymes attached Form the new creation called the Marley Scratch We're always steered in a positive course His beats my rhymes combined make force I say it's like a force cos the force is strong And if you think we're weak I'd say you're wrong All you other DJ's are a bunch of jerks Marley give 'em an example how a DJ works Verse 2 Since you just heard how a DJ sound The name Marley Marl, I will break it down The M is for Master of Scratch And if the needle was to slip it's the needle he'll catch The A is a letter that you set apart I wouldn't call his beats music, I would call it Art The R just stands for the way he Rock Which is 24-oh-7 around the clock The L is for Lyrics that I write When put to his music sounds out of sight The E is for Every beat he make Which sucker DJ's persist to take Don't play with the Y cos it isn't a game You ax |
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See what the boys in the backroom will have,
And tell them I'm having the same. Go see what the boys in the backroom will have, And give them the poison they name. And when I die, don't spend my money On flowers and my picture in a frame. Just see what the boys in the backroom will have, And tell them I sighed, And tell them I cried, And tell them I died of the same. And when I die, don't buy a casket Of silver with the candles all aflame Just see what the boys in the backroom will have, And tell them I sighed, And tell them I cried, And tell them I died of the same. And when I die, don't pay the preacher For speaking of my glory and my fame Just see what the boys in the backroom will have, And tell them I sighed, And tell them I cried, And tell them I died of the same |
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All I do, is dine with'm
And split a pint of wine with'm Respectable as can be… Yet here's what they say to me… You've got that look, That look that leaves me weak You with your eyes across the table technique You've got that look, That look between the lines You with your let's get more than friendly designs I should be brave and say, “Let's have no more of it”! But oh what's the use when you know…I love it! You'll only kill my will before I speak So turn on that low left hook that look that leaves me weak You've got that look, That look that leaves me weak You with your eyes across the table technique You got that look, That look between the lines You with your let's get more than friendly designs I should be brave and say, “Let's have no more of it”! But oh what's the use when you know…I love it! You'll only kill my will before I speak So turn on that low left hook that look that leaves me weak! |
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I've been in love before, it's true
Been learning to adore just you Some old woman taught me how to kiss To smile like that, to sigh like this I've been in love before, you'll see Oh darling, what a bore I'd be My past that makes you hate me Makes you love me too I've been in love before, never knew And I've been in love before, it's true Been learning to adore just you Some old woman taught me how to kiss To smile like that and sigh like this I've been in love before, you'll see Oh darling, what a bore I'd be My past that makes you hate me Makes you love me too I've been in love before, haven't you? |
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Wie konnte mich ein Mann nur so berauschen?
Wie beging ich nur den Wahn, meinen guten Peter einzutauschen, der mir niemals was getan. Weckte man ihn nachts aus seinem Bette laut und roh per Telephon: Peter, ich hab keine Zigaretten, was sprach Peter: Bring sie schon. Peter, Peter, komm zu mir zuruck Peter, Peter, warst mein bestes Stuck Peter, Peter, ich war so gemein Spater, spater sieht man erst alles ein Sprach man: Peter, ich hab dich betrogen, sagte er: Wenn's dich nur freut. Nie ist ein Gewitter aufgezogen, er war zartlich jederzeit. Und ganz ohne Grund ging ich zu anderen, sagte Peter Adieu! Geb ich mich nun jetzt an all die anderen, tut mein Herz nach ihm so weh. Peter, Peter ... Googled English translation: How could intoxicate me a man like that? As I committed only the illusion Peter my good exchange, of what I never did. It woke him from his bed at night loud and crude by phone: Peter, I'm no cigarettes, what Peter said: Bring it already. Peter, Peter, come back to me Peter, Peter were, my best piece Peter, Peter, I was so mean Later, later you can see only one all Spoke to Peter, I have deceived you, He said: If it pleases you only. Never had a storm is raised, He was tender at any time. And without reason I went to another, Peter said good-bye! I give myself now to all the others, does my heart for him such pain. Peter, Peter ... |
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Did you ever happen to hear of voodoo?
Hear it and you won't give a damn what you do Tom-tom's put me under a sort of voodoo And the whole night long I dont know the right from wrong Hot voodoo, black as mud Hot voodoo, in my blood That african tempo, has made a slave Hot voodoo, dance of sin Hot voodoo, worse than gin I'd follow a cave man, right into his cave That beat gives me a wicked sensation My counscious wants to take a vacation Got voodoo, head to toes Hot vooodoo, burn my clothes I want to start dancing, just wearing a smile Hot voodoo, im aflame I'm really not to blame That african tempo, is meaner than mean Hot voodoo, make me brave I want to misbehave Im begining to feel like, an african queen Those drums bring up the heaven inside me I need some great big angel to guide me Hot voodoo, makes me wild Oh fireman, save this child I going to blazes I want to be bad! |
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