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A-TEENS lyrics - Pop 'Til You Drop!

School's Out

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(feat. Alice Cooper) Well we got no choice All the girls and boys Makin all that noise Cause they found new toys Well we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya [Cooper:] That's a drag School's out for the summer School's out forever I'm bored to pieces Well we got no class And we got no principals And we got no intelligence We can't even think of a word that rhymes [Cooper:] Well we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya That's a drag [CHORUS] No more pencils No more books No more teacher's Dirty looks Out for summer Out till fall We might not come Back at all School's out for summer (detention!) School's out forever School's out with fever School's out completely School's out for summer

Back To School Again

The Four Tops
Spending my vacation in the summer sun, Gettin' lots of action and a lots of fun. Scorin' like a bandit 'til the bubble burst - Suddenly it got to be September First. Woe is me, all summer long I was happy and free. Save my soul, the board of education took away my parole. I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! Geometry and history is just a pain, Biology and chemistry destroys my brain. Well don't they know that I deserve a better fate? I'm really much too young to matriculate. Well mama please, your child's come down with a fatal disease. Mama said, 'Come on you lazy bum now get your butt out of bed!' 'You gotta go back, back, back to school again!' It's bye-bye fun, get your homework done, You better be in by ten, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school again! I got my books together and I dragged my feet, Then I saw this angel boppin' down the street. I said, 'Hey, pretty baby, howsabout a date?' She said, 'I'm going to school, and I can't be late.' Well, I can see, that look in her eyes was sayin' 'Follow me,' And I was caught - I thought of playing hooky, but on second thought, I gotta go back, back, back to school again. You won't find me 'til the clock strikes three; I'm gonna be there 'til then... I gotta go back, back, back to school again. Whoa, whoa, I gotta go... back to school ... again!!!

Older Lover Undercover

JASON MRAZ
Well an old saying goes mind your manners mind your mother And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover Well she might lies about her age, but lady I got no complaints She can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be Because her old school ways are practically technicalities and perfectly sane Im saying I aint never seen a saint. I met her at an old cop bar down in silverlake Where we spoke about the give and we joked about the take And when they asked for identification I knew hers probably was a fake Shes just another older lover undercover. Shes just another old school lover undercover. Youre wearing that thin disguise. Dont apologize. And youre birthday suit suits you. Well it suits me too its one hell of a costume I cant find the zipper anywhere on your back Perhaps its attached to the breach of your ass-crack Burr its cold in here. You keep it hot dear. with a sip of mexican coffee and some grapefruit juice a glass of coke a glass of wine just to keep it loose oh the things that you say and do, wow. And the way that you groove to the music Like the who and the velvet underground old sounds You like indie rock, spock rock, anything youve found In the backseat of your downtown brown and bruised beat up bmw Chorse...your just another lover undercover... Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold and the way your wiser stories are always told your just another lover undercover

Sometimes It Be That Way

JEWEL "This Way"
Night with its shattered teeth Attempts to speak My pen is present but Courage left via the sink And I'm sorry I snuck up on you From behind I'm sorry not all My love letters did rhyme And I'm sorry that Jesus died for my sins And I swear to God It won't happen again And I'm sorry If it was my swerve that Tempted you to sway Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Romeo was A very nice man He said Jewel, I don't think You quite understand And I'm sorry if you had To explain it like this I'm sorry I was a point You were destined to miss And I'm sorry I spoke to you irreverently Down in the hollow By the old olive tree And I'm sorry If my heart breaking Ruined your day Oh well Sometimes It be that way I said Oh well, I got nothing Left to sell This love was a bell that Rang unheard in the air I was bound to find out That you didn't care Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Aphrodite with Her neon lamp Kissed Neptune They put her face On a stamp And I'm sorry I used it to mail A letter to you I'm sorry I'm glue and The rest bounces off of you And I'm sorry not even This jet's metal wings Could get across These simple things And I'm sorry If I ever sang Your name in vain Oh well Sometimes it be that way And Goldilocks Well she knew three bears They all ate oatmeal And tiptoed upstairs And I'm sorry I never got to Find you like this Sleeping like a baby And swaddled in bliss And I'm sorry for All the times I forgot to imply something In between the lines And I'm sorry If my heart breaking Ruined your day Oh well Sometimes it be that way I said Oh well, I got nothing Left to sell This love was a bell that Rang unheard in the air I was bound to find out That you didn't care Oh well Sometimes it be that way And shadow's long fingers They dance on the wall Electricity chases Its tail in the hall And I'm sorry If my arms to you Were just empty rooms I'm sorry I never could comfort you And I'm sorry St. Petersburg is A miserable town And I'm sorry If I am bringing you down And I'm sorry If I caused you pain Oh well Sometimes it be that way And flame licks the air With its silver tongue Night has many hands But I have just one And I'm sorry I walked in on you Unexpectedly I'm sorry I never served you Camomile tea And I'm sorry I didn't always have a match That could start A fire big enough For your heart to catch And I'm sorry If it was my swerve that Tempted you to sway Oh well Sometimes it be that way

Farewell Summer

JOELL ORTIZ "Farewell Summer"
[Joell Ortiz] Yaowa! Lot been goin on these past three months If you don't mind, I'd like to share it with you Let's see, summer of oh-ten Well right before it kicked off I lost a really close friend Last time we kicked it was at a show in Coney Island Fucked with some bitches, I swear I miss my homie whylin That was bad enough news, like I needed to hear more Mr. Marshall Mathers is interested in us four "Us four" being Crooked I, Joe Budden Royce and myself, but I swear it's always somethin When the talks got real, E-1 started frontin Tryin to cockblock but we handled that, it's nothin Listen close, hear it from the horse's mouth, it's crazy The deal ain't finalized but yeah, Slaughterhouse and Shady Shows been gettin better, Highline was retarded When Fat Joe came out New York City went bonkers Styles P came out and put it down for all of Yonkers Even Sean Paul ripped it after twistin up the ganja Closed the show with Jim Jones, you know "Nissan, Honda, Chevy" had the fans Andretti, that's a monster Wish I coulda spit that on the stage at Summer Jam Can't complain though, that verse helped me scoop a couple grand Aside from the music, yeah, copped a new apartment Two bedroom joint, nothin fancy, lil' carpet Marble in the kitchen, cool walk-in closet A paintin here and there, somethin simple for an artist If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son Well then feel sorry for me cause I had more than one Like E-1 and Slaughterhouse single, I lost +The One+ Before the us and Pharoahe Monch Canada tour was done I argue with her like, "Bein insecure is dumb The only thing that I could get from all these whores is cum" We did the Skype thing in my bunk on late nights Always started cool but ended in the same fight Why I ain't pickin up the phone once again It only takes a second to reply to BBM Baby I don't know what to say Maybe it was the 20-hour drive from Montréal to Thunder Bay Maybe my phone died, maybe I'm sound checkin Maybe I'm on stage goin in for the crowd sweatin Either way it's over, you failed to understand You was dealin with a star, not your average brother man On another note, I got to kick it with my sons Up in Dave & Buster's winnin tickets, it was fun Did Rockaway Beach, played some frisbee in the sun At summer camp they had a Track and Field Olympics and they won I took it down to Miami on the 4th Wobbled out a mansion and did cameo of course Shit I brought to the telly looked like panties on a horse Freak brain, this bitch said "Nigga, ram me 'til I cough!" I gotta call the bitch but yeah, Flex see that I'm focused Droppin bombs like I did to get rid of the roaches Feels good bein Puerto Rican from the pro-jects And countries overseas havin a ball like my cojones This summer I did well settin up for oh-eleven Comin up on a year my granny said hello to Heaven My moms still goin through it, e'ry now and then she cries I'm tryin to bring a different set of tears into her eyes "Free Agent" is FIRE! The world gon' see it's tough I'ma drop the "Yaowa" mixtape with Green to heat it up Shout to ICU, the documentary is nuts Some people on there gone, a lot of memories, but yup Gotta keep it pushin though the ride gets bumpy I'ma keep whippin until I get money Hate to be so blunt, but I came up extra poor Borrowed from next door, couldn't get ketchup from the store The butt of all the jokes cause of the rejects that I wore Matching perfectly with all the V-necks that I tore But nope, not no more, my feet keep the sickest kicks Still doin V-necks but nowadays my shit is crisp I'm comin for the title boys, hope you niggaz rhyme I'm treatin this like high school, "A" game every time Let you niggaz party, go on vaca', I'ma grind 'Til e'ry verse I kick is like Pele in his prime Y'all don't want a war, be screamin mayday with a nine Your thought caliber's no MATCH for this AK in my mind Don't get clapped, like sex with a dirty slut When I'm done with rap, they gon' hang your boy jersey up Cause I done been an all-star on all bars My dad left, and the apple never falls far So I'm gone like a sports car Anyone who think they better is just +Wild+, Draw Four card I did this by myself, no help brother No more sag, I'm comin for that belt fuckers Said my prayers, and God called Joell's number So stay tuned in the Fall, "Farewell Summer"

Pink Maggot

DEFTONES "The White Pony"
So run! Right! Right back to school! Check it... Look back I sift through all the cliques Roaming' the halls all year, making me sick While everyones out tryin to make the cut What? And when you think you know me right - I switch it up Behind the walls smoking' cigarettes and sipping' vodka I profess to catch a cab, ain't no one can stop us Give me a break about some other mess What were you? Go practice everything you got! Now push back the square Not that you need them - cause you don't Well there you go! Cause back in school We are the leaders of it all So... Stop that quit - all that quit! Who ruined it? You did! Now grab a notebook and a pen Start taking notes, I'm being everyone who's on the top You think we're on the same page - but, oh we're not! I'll be the man, watch your backpack and the pencils Just like he now flippin it, why you just keep it simple? You just can't go wrong rocking' the clothes Coppin' the stance 'Cause really is everything that you got! Now push back the square Not that you need them - cause you don't Well there you go! Cause back in school We are the leaders of it all So... Transpose... Or stop your lies It's what you do Transpose... Or stop your lies So run! So why don't you run, so why don't you run! So why don't you run back to school! So why don't you run, so why don't you run! 'Cause... All you are - Now I'm on the next page All you are - It's time to close the book up All you are - I'm on the next page All you are - Close the book up now!!! Right back the square Not that you need them - cause you don't Well there you go! Cause back in school We are the leaders of it all So... Transpose... Or stop your lies It's what you do Transpose... Or stop your lies So run! So why don't you run, so why don't you run! So why don't you run back to school! So why don't you run, so why don't you run!!!!

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