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ERIC CLAPTON lyrics - From The Cradle

Hoochie Coochie Man

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(by Willie Dixon) Gypsy woman told my mother 'fore I was born, You got a boy-child coming, gonna be a son of a gun. Gonna make pretty womens jump and shout, And then the world wanna know what this all about. But you know I'm here. Everybody knows I'm here. Well, I'm the hoochie coochie man. Everybody knows I'm here. I got the black cat bone and I got a mojo tooth. I got the John the Conquerer Root, gonna mess with you. I'm gonna make you girls lead me by my hand, And then the world will know the hoochie coochie man. Chorus On the seventh hour, on the seventh day, On the seventh month, seven doctors say, He was born for good luck, that you'll see. I got seven hundred dollars; don't you mess with me! Chorus

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JON LAJOIE "I Kill People"
MC Confusing back in this bitch With a parking sandwich and a chicken ticket I got a liquid face lift from a fig with big tits And my wrist got twisted by a Brit with fake spit And you don't understand it, 'cause you're not supposed to Like a candy cane snake in a jealous cartoon And I'm gonna leave soon, but first I need to Drink a Chevy chase face and rape Robocop 2 Yo, I'm MC Historical Inaccuracy I drop lyrical bombs like Hiroshima in '73 I write rhymes like Shakespeare when he wrote Ann Frank's Diary Which is about the civil war of 1812 in Germany I'm like the Spanish inquisition when they killed Jesus And Abe Lincoln's suicide was the theme for my thesis Like Moses when I focus I can split the Red sea Like he did in 1950 with the Chinese army I'm MC Don't Know How to Pluralize Word I got so many rhyme and I sleep with all the girl When there's more than one of something you're supposed to pluralize But I never learned that through all the year I've been alive Hello, I'm MC Canadian Stereotype I'm about to get started, so let me get off the ice But I don't want any trouble, and I am always polite Now let's hop on my snowmobile, and I will tell you what I like But first I'll turn of curling and turn down Avril Lavigne Et j'vais dire une phrase en francais, parce qu'ici on est bilingue Oh boy, I fell of my igloo and I hurt my knee Let's go to the hospital, don't worry, here in Canada it's free, eh MC Fatigue, did you miss me I'll be awake for five minutes, 'cause I had a coffee I'll try to get through my verse, but I really don't know I drank that coffee about five minutes ago (snoring) They hired me again to sing this motherfucking chorus I haven't found a fucking job yet so I gotta do this bullshit (I can't take it, I'm done) I don't think I can sing another fucking chorus I think I'm gonna jump off a bridge, or shoot myself like Kurt Cobain did (I think my dad has a gun) I'm MC Knows Too Many Facts About Bees 15 miles per hour is their average speed A queen can lay up to 3000 eggs in a day Just because I know a lot about bees doesn't mean that I'm gay I'm also MC In the Closet Homosexual I hide it 'cause it's easier to be heterosexual We can't even get married in most states here in America It's fucked up Gay marriage is legal here, in Canada I'm MC Homophobic Fucking Asshole Being gay is evil and it is unnatural Jesus said to love thy neighbour, but only if they are straight Penises go in vaginas, anything else is just insane I'm MC Extremely Inappropriate Rhymes I shake things up like J-fox when I get on the mic And I drop my enemies just like Christopher Reeves' horse Then I put them to sleep, like Heath Ledger of course (woah) I'm MC Extremely Politically Correct I disagree with the previous MC's lyrical content It's offensive, insensitive and in very bad taste Just like that guy who wrote that song when Michael Jackson passed away Yo, MC Final Verse here to end this song One was enough, we didn't need a sequel Jon Make a fourth Show Me Your Genitals or another Normal Guy But for now let's end this stupid song with a suicide This is the last time that I will ever sing a chorus My dad's gun was in his closet and I'm gonna end this bullshit (I had a good run) I'm gonna pull the trigger as soon as I finished the chorus Sayonara and farewell, I guess I'll see you all in hell (Four, three, two, one)


ROD STEWART "Camouflage"
Looking out on the city tonight and I'm wondering why Trying to figure out what I'm doing wrong I am lost in an ocean of mixed emotions now Everything I held sacred now has gone Here am I far from home Learning how to be alone Silly me I should of guessed Never settle on second best Time for me to reassess Chorus: Heading into trouble I am always heading into trouble Sideways, downways Heading into trouble Now I'm losing you It's gonna be a lonely summer without you 'round I'll even miss the way you sing off key Down in the market the reggae bands won't sound the same Old Joe says without you they just don't believe Now I am no longer sure Who's gonna open every door The love I take and couldn't share The warmth I had but didn't care To give myself I never dared (Chorus) Hope it all goes well in the future for you my dear Hope you find where your heart truly belongs I don't know about me and tomorrow 'Cause you're gonna be a hard act to follow I'll miss you baby every day even though you're far away Here's to you in every way (Chorus)

Hoochie Goochie Man

Dr. Feelgood "Chess Masters"
(Willie Dixon) Gipsy woman told my mother before I was born You got a boy child comin', 'll be a son of a gun Gonna make pretty women jump and shout Then the world gonna know what it's all about 'Cause I'm here Everybody knows I'm here I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Everybody knows I'm here I got a black cat bone, I got a mojo too I got John the conqueror roots, I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna make you girls lead me by the hand Then the world gonna know I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Oh, I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Everybody knows I'm here - Guitar Solo - On the 7th hour On the 7th day On the 7th month The 7th doctor say He was born for good luck And that you'll see I got seven hundred dollars Don't you mess with me 'Cause I'm here Everybody knows I'm here I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Everybody knows I'm here Oh, I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Everybody knows I'm here Yeah, I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Everybody knows I'm here Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man Oh, I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie Goochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie Goochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie Goochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie Goochie Goochie man I'm a Hoochie Goochie Goochie Goochie man...

Never Gonna Let You Go

Batman: Would you think about how we used to be? You know that I loved you ever since But why would you do this to my heart? Leave me for some other guy Hook: Would you change your mind Can you kick it with me again? I can't just let you go now Baby... Let me know what you want! Chorus: ¡┬«Cause I'm never gonna let you go Never gonna get you out of my mind You ll always be with me No matter where you are you ll still be with me...... in spirit LDB: If you just open up your heart You know that things will go just fine Baby let me know, what's on your mind And let me please you, when ever you like Chorus Romeo: Gimmie the R and the O and the M and the E Oh, don't you know Romeo's gonna flow I gave you my love and life Holding it inside But when you walked away, you left me behind And I was broken hearted And why did you leave? Didn't I give you everything you needed All the love you want? And now you're gone Left me with a shattered heart And all I could do Is rap all about it Ain't that right Fox? Foxxy Brown: Yeah, that's right All up in the club with the Immature crew Lovin every minute of it Just think about it Never gonna let you go I ain't no hoe Trying to run after you Like you was my true blue boo I never wanted you for your stash But now you repay me by askin for my ass Now wait a minute Ill Na Na ain't takin' it Ain't takin anything, ain't taking your shit So once you get your mind made up Just go on out the door And get the fuck out outta my life So what? Chorus ¡¡

New Lace Sleeves

Bad lovers face to face in the morning Shy apologies and polite regrets Slow dances that left no warning of Outraged glances and indiscreet yawning Good manners and bad breath get you nowhere Even presidents have newspaper lovers Ministers go crawling under covers She's no angel He's no saint They're all covered up with white washed grease paint And you say... Chorus: The teacher never told you anything but white lies But you never see the lies And you believe Oh you know you have been captured You feel so civilized And you look so pretty in your new lace sleeves The salty lips of the socialite sisters With their continental fingers that have never seen working blisters Oh I know they've got their problems I wish I was one of them They say daddy's coming home soon With his sergeant stripes and his Empire mug and spoon No more fast buck And when are they gonna learn their lesson When are they gonna stop all of these victory processions And you say... Chorus

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