JANET JACKSON lyrics - Janet

Whoops Now

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Friday morning and all my work is done I've packed my bags I'm on the run I got a feeling that I'm gonna have some Fun in the sun with my friends and he's got me goin [CHORUS:] Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Sorry I can't Sorry I can't go now Friday noon and my boss is on the phone He's telling me that I can't leave home An extra hand at work is what he's called for He said we need you here To my friends I'm goin [CHORUS (2x)] It makes no difference if you're off work or not You dream your weekend hand on the doorknob Out with your friends, hey, fun in the sun now That's when the phone rings Friday evening and I'm all alone at home I know my friends are havin fun I'll plan my weekend, damn it, leave the machine on Next time he calls he'll hear my voice sayin loud and clear [CHORUS (2x) w/ "I'm out havin fun in the sun with my friends"] With my friends With my friends With my friends With my friends With Ann and Rusty Tina and Moody Ken and Nancy Lynette and Tony oh oh oh Lisa and Jimmy Gwen and Julie Kimble and Josie Tish and Michael oh oh oh Karen and Terry Betta and Katie Don and Kevin Ricardo and Puffy oh oh oh Come on you guys Anguila here we come! Here we come now To the restaurants (I'm starving! let's go) For some lobster And some sleeping (some sleeping?) And some you know what else (what else?) You know! (no we don't know! like what else?) Tiddlywinks (tiddlywinks? I thought you were talking about you know what) What? (you know!) I like that part too Oops!

Around The Block

ALIEN ANT FARM "Up In The Attic"
Wonderful as it may seem, I've never been alone Open wide and look closely This is what I'm shown I've got friends in this cold city That won't pick up no slack I've got friends on every street That wanna stab my back Oh, Oh, oooh [CHORUS] I've been around the block, oh oh So many times I forgot my address So many times I don't know where I live Terrible as it may be Don't wanna leave this misery I've got friends in the highest places They all got their goals I've got friends with two faces But don't have one damn soul [CHORUS] I've been around this town, oh oh I'm so high I will never come down (but) When I do, I hit the hard ground [1st CHORUS] [BRIDGE] Never feel at home No I don't I know it's true I'd leave if not for you Nowhere else to go I swear baby, No one's got no soul no more No on'es got no soul no more... Oh, Oh, Ooooh [2nd CHORUS] [1st CHORUS]

The Never-Ending Story

PULP "Freaks"
When all should be done and gone, / he comes round again to see, he can't keep himself away. He touches her hand and it starts again. His work is an ugly mess. He prods and it cries in pain. He kicks and it starts to scream. He hurries away when she cannot see. When all should be done and gone, he comes round again to see, he can't keep himself away. he touches her hand and it / starts again. Moving so slowly, / droplets of kindness / that poison and choke when this thing should have died long ago. The entrails are soft and warm, / this time it must be the end. One touch and it lives again. He keeps it alive to be part of its pain / (and that's mercy. And that's compassion. / And that's being good friends in a crisis. What's one corpse between friends) Oh / oh-oh-oh... Leave it, boy. / Just leave it alone. Stop scratching, or it'll never heal. / Just let it lie in peace. Get out of the way, /get out of the way, / the brakes cannot last for long. He knows he must let it go, / he knows but he keeps a hold. He touches her hand and it / starts again. Ah! / Ah! / Ah! Moving so slowly, / he drops it so gently, / urging its life to a peak to torment it again!

Smokey Factory Blues

JOHNNY CASH "John R. Cash"
Early in the misty misty morning headin' for another freeway jam. Sleepy eyed and shriverin' wakin' up and wishin' it was Sunday I wish it was Sunday. On the radio they're playin' love songs songs that make me wanna turn around. Factory gates are up ahead. I wished that I was home in bed. With you, right now, back home with you, right now. But I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. And I think I'm going under with them way down lowdown smokey factory blues. I was born a lover not a worker. Money doesn't smell like sweet perfume. Some of us feel out of place- engine oil upon our face. Believe me you better believe me But I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. And I think I'm going under with them way down, lowdown smokey factory blues. Yes. I work to make a living and I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awake Yes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to move. (Fade)

It's Me

JOE "Ain't Nothin' Like Me"
If I had a choice to wake up next to someone Of course it would be you When I close my eyes And blow out the candles I'm wishing we wasn't through You should be here with me, baby To miss I, miss all I've have, lately To sit and think about what I could have done differently Hard to hang with friends When everybody knows you Can't go to church When everybody loves you And it's crushing me When I call and can't get through Oh, oh, oh All your guy friends Couldn't wait for us to brake up And their making sure We don't get a chance to make up I just wanna say I'm sorry I don't know what got into me If it's hell i gotto pay Then I'd go through the fire God knows I ain't want you to leave Don't know what else I can say I didn't even like her I'm just trying to make you see It's not you, girl it's me Things I use to hate about you Now I love, yeah Things that use to drive you crazy I've given up, Oh You then changed my whole life, baby How you leave right after you saved me And I hope you don't expect me To go on without you Hard to hang with friends When everybody knows you Can't go to church When everybody loves you And it's crushing me When I call and can't get through Oh, oh, oh All your guy friends Couldn't wait for us to brake up And their making sure We don't get a chance to make up I just wanna say I'm sorry I don't know what got into me If it's hell i gotte pay Then I'd go through the fire God knows I ain't want you to leave Don't know what else I can say I didn't even like her I'm just trying to make you see It's not you, girl it's me Can't believe I made a fool of myself When all you did was give me love But it wasn't enough You're not to blame I'm the one that did you wrong And it's really killing me What I made you think, Oh If it's hell i gotte pay Then I'd go through the fire God knows I ain't want you to leave Don't know what else I can say I didn't even like her I'm just trying to make you see It's not you, girl it's me If it's hell i gotte pay Then I'd go through the fire God knows I ain't want you to leave Don't know what else I can say I didn't even like her I'm just trying to make you see It's not you, girl it's me Oh, it's me

Support System

LIZ PHAIR "Whip-Smart"
I don't need a support system Lifting me into prop position What I need is a man of action I need my attraction to you Driving me down all those dangerous avenues Lions and tigers tearing at their food I know the gossip flies around at breakfast One of them reins is in your hand Where do you get the fuck off thinking I was there at the party 'Cause all my friends feed me the evil reasons Why you and I should not be friends? Let's think this whole thing through Tell me, just what the hell is a lover supposed to do? I got the wrong reaction, a slap in the face from you This is such a stupid picture Wrap me in a steak Why don't you throw me in the panther cage And maybe then I'll like you better (No way!) I don't need a support system Lifting me into prop position What they make is a separation of beauty from attitude What satisfaction is left when all you do Tells everyone you're acting untrue? This is such a stupid picture Light a cigarette Why don't you stub it in the carborateur And maybe then you'll sell me something (No way!) I don't need a support system Put your hand on my heart and listen What I need is a dedication to last me all the way through Pointing the finger, I'm counting on loving you Over and above the passion I'm connected to you

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