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JEWEL lyrics - Spirit

Do You

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Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say, 'How's it goin' ma'am' But you're never quite clear if their glares are sincere Or really only just second hand To you it's all voices, its a lavender haze The man is a marvel, but it's a shame about his brains But that's OK You say 'he's got straight teeth and it's good sex' you look to the sky You look to the man you claim innocence and not to understand Or do you, do you There's a big mad wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes he want to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo 'Cause the gypsy on the corner said 'Hey, Mister you can't lose.' And it's your first day at the track you feel that beat of your back We all want to find a way to beat the system Find some rhythm in the madness Get down on your knees and pray Say, 'I'll do whatever you want, God Just let me have my way' Well will you, will you come on all you merry men rally your cry dance with the devil for tomorrow we'll surely Hey, hey blow the men down You with all girls today with nothing to say No more pigtails and pony rides They're sophisticated They sip on lattes And have their eyes on a bigger prize We shake our fists and say, 'Well good golly we're mad That God kills children with our very own hands' We claim innocence and not to understand Or do we, do we come on all you merry men Rally your cry dance with the devil for tomorrow we'll surely Hey, hey blow the men down Blow the men down Hey

Sex Dance

ACE HOOD
Yeah, that's the spot right, I know you like that Ok your clothes all gone but your legs wide open Hope you like snakes swimming all in your ocean Like it on top say she diggin my motion Rubbin on the clic now she gusshin out lotion Beat the pussy up Then I beat the pussy down Now she makin sounds every time a nigga pounds Ima beast in the sheets Beast on the beats Hit me late night when u say you can't sleep Put her under hypnosis doses, doses Put it so deep you can feel it in your ulcer Throw u on the wall like a mothafucking poster Then I wear u out like some penny-ass lofers Banger, banger, five disk changer Dick so good turn your chick into a singer Suck it up great Please clean da plate Holdin on your waist catch it all in your face U nasty, real nasty This da type of shit that make u happy? She say she like it I'm like u do huh? 3 rounds but my shit is gettin too numb Boy I'm too dumb Wit da flow doh I'm the man run the shit like flow joe I do my sex dance then I beat it up In the mirror uhh I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday She was trippin she didn't wanna give me no play But I knew I had to hit da pussy one day N I did my sex dance sex, sex dance Caught her feenin then I swept her like a dust pan Man I mean that good shit... I'm talkin good dick When u finally hit that fine ass thick chick Girl I'm nothin like the nex man Type to get ya body hot like a sun tan Yeah, after that I do my sex dance U can't even walk u might need a kick stand Beat that pussy like ya stole my wallet I cud tell she like it just a little more violent Fuckin everywhere from the broom to the counter Hair messed up u gone need another stylist Ask her do she like it Told me dat she love it Sweat runnin down Gotta her feelin like a oven I does this shit Dawm u thick Standing in the mirror like did that shit I do my sex dance sex, sex dance When u know u did the job do your sex dance Yeah I killed that shit, she love this dick Now watch a niggah wabble like boy get it get it I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday She was trippin she didn't wanna give me no play But I knew I had to hit the pussy one day And I did my sex dance sex, sex dance Caught her pheenin n I swept her like a dust pan Man I mean that good shit I'm talking good dick When u finally hit that bad ass thick chick Ok now boy I'ma jerk she did came first Fumes overheated by the way the shit burst Got a small ass smirt... ace why u smiling? Thinkin in my head how I gave her that bomin Gave her that bomin Yeah that bomptin Bet she tell her friends and they probably get astonish Say it's my pussy hold it down like bondage Friends wanna piece like umm call me! Ahaha give ya what ya need If u gunna pheen I cud give ya what ya need U can come n join the team Give ya what ya need U cud come n join the team [Chorus til the end...]

Last To Speak

ALLEN STONE "Last To Speak"
I know exactly where we're headed, Science won't give God any credit, And the church says as long the prophet said it, It's good enough for the church to be fed it, There's four thousand different interpretations, We disagree from Genesis to Revelations, We need to get to the core of the situation, And stop bitchin' 'bout same-sex relations, And the chapel says it's non-profit, yeah, 'Cept if the prophet wants a Benz, he goes and cops it, And growing up wealth was never topic, no, My daddy never had bread up in his pocket, oh, And my tax dollars only teach abstinence, 'Cept half the girls I grew up with got pregnant, Instead of scholarships, they got carriages, Instead of chasing their dreams, they're chasing marriages, And Martin Luther King (Jr.) had a vision, So this must be a blind generation, And it seems that we've become a nation, Manipulated by the congregation, And we will never find racial unity, Unless we find equal opportunity, Well, I will never rest for immunity, 'Cause I was born and raised in a Caucasian community, The less-fortunate are run, By their desires for these poisons, Your meth, crack and heroin, They are the kings of the underprivileged kingdom, And there's a phantom epidemic in our nation, And this phantom epidemic's education, Entertainment and recreation--they take priority over shaping generations, And what about the media? Quit believing every single thing they're feeding ya, The view of our political agendas, Is swayed by political vendetta, And I am just a son of illegitimates, And I'm just another bitch with an instrument, And whoring out my personal opinions, And whoring out my personal convictions, And, yes, I believe that the church is in crisis, And, yes, I believe everybody's got their vices, But the crisis that provoked me to write this, Is I know the good I should do, but I always do the opposite, So I should be the last to speak, yeah, I should be the last to speak, I should be the last to speak, I should be the last to, I should be the last to, Well, I should be the last to speak, I should be the last to speak, Well, I should be the last to speak, I should be the last to, I should be the last to speak.

It Might As Well Be You

DEL AMITRI "Twisted"
There is nobody here tonight, who doesn't dance to the same tune as I Looking for that special someone new, and hey babe it might as well be you And as I fumble through my change, the dance floor illuminates And there you are again I'm looking for someone to hold on to And hey, babe, it might as well be you It might as well be you that I wake up to tomorrow And it might as well be you that tonight whispers my name And it might as well be you that I cling to, that I laugh with and sing to That I kiss good-bye to never see again And through the fog that love creates the night is filled with all the usual mistakes they say you're looking lonely babe, and they've been looking too And hey, they might well be for you And by the light of cigarettes, we introduce ourselves in a way you don't forget I'm looking for something and anything will do So, hey babe, it might as well be you And if we go home tonight, you might find the very thing That come the morning light, might well have washed your mind of him So let me in tonight so we two losers might start to win It might as well be you that I wake up to tomorrow And it might as well be you that tonight will call my name And it might as well be you that I cling to, that I laugh with and sing to Yeah babe, it might as well be you that reminds me It was once her here beside me That I kissed good-bye, to never see again

Past, Present And Future

AGNETHA FALTSKOG "My Colouring Book"
[The Past] Past - well now let me tell you about the past Past is filled with silent joys and broken toys Laughing girls and teasing boys Was I ever in love? I called it love I mean - it felt like love There were moments when... Well, there were moments when... [Present] Go out with you? Why not? Do I like to dance? Of course Take a walk along the beach tonight? I'd love to (But) Don't try to touch me Don't try to touch me Cause that will never happen again Shall we dance? [Instrumental] [The Future] Tomorrow - well... Tomorrow is a long way off Maybe someday I'll hold somebody's hand Maybe somewhere someone will understand You know - I used to sing: "A tisket, a tasket, a green and yellow basket" I'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm gonna fall in love But at the moment it's doesn't look good At the moment it will never happen again I don't think it will ever happen again

Queen Of Royal Badness

QUEEN LATIFAH "All Hail The Queen"
Let me remind you on how to unwind your body So dance and shake and just keep in step Understand, draw a clear picture What I'm gonna hit you with is truly def These are the words of a Queen of a Queendom All competitors, I simply cream them One by one, I dust a rush them all If you have any more, bring them To the front so they can sho me what they got What they got, it better be hot Cause if it's not, I'll simply knock them out the box And they'll be put in a spot The style I use will surely amuse The party people to a state of gladness What I mean is I'm on the scene I'm the Queen of Royal Badness Well it's the Lah, T-I-F-A-H While I say my rhyme, Mark creates The direct hi-tech sound of the dope noise The bass will pound, I hope girls, I hope boys Understand what I'm quoting, I'm not joking Or freaking, this is a Queen speaking Wis words, when I'm done I leave your eyes blurred When you address me, address me as "Your Highness" One of hip-hop's finest You see, I can flow on tempo, off tempo It makes me no difference So play that beat, play it, kick it, watch me Flip it, with dope lyrics, you want to hear it? Observe my ways and actions, I grab the mic And draw attractions To the table, I'm a hit you at all angles Those who think I caught a fit, I strangled them The result with a pen and a pad Gets mean, see I'm the Queen of Royal Badness I can't wait until the party is jam-packed When I start to drop it, the people say "Damn, black" The queen is hyped up, awesome and deadly If you don't dance, grab a chair and plex, B Composure's kept, blows are thrown in death, hard as hell Guard as well as you can or step Off the premisis, in one minute it's Going to explode in a style that's limitless Make your first move, don't let it be your worst move Cause if you do, you'll be a hurt fool Keep your mouth shut to those that shout and cuss It's no doubt that I got clout and I'll bust Literature that flows like liquid Some can't comprehend the way I kicked it So don't say nothing Just listen up, follow instructions Rhyme, shake, slide, and dance like Lat said When I'm on stage I sold rage and drop heads Ambidextrous, skilled with both hands Teaching a lesson, ready to throw jams Latifah loves to rip up the scenery It's nothing special, just a Queen to me So do the knowledge, see if you can catch this You know what I mean, it's the Queen of Royal Badness

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