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TAKE THAT lyrics - Take That & Party

Do What You Like

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Sugar sweet, if only they all knew Jam, can't spread no more you've took my bread Energy, just work, no rest or play Me, myself I'd rather be alone again [CHORUS:] So you can do what you like -Do what you like No need to ask me -Do what you want Do what you like -Do what you like No need to tell me -Do what you want Cherry pie, you're not as cute as me Ice, could never be as cold as you Recipe, you stir me up inside Me, myself I'd rather be alone again [CHORUS x 2]

Sugar Gives You Energy

Graham Parker "Human Soul"
C# B F# C# (twice) C# B F# C# I believe every man has a chance to make good I'm convinced that this is so C# B F# C# Equal opportunity for the king or the hood And everybody knows CHORUS B F# C# Sugar gives you energy Sugar gives you energy B F# Sugar gives you energy Sugar gives you energy I believed I could work, rest and play on a bar And be a hero on the pitch I walked out to the kitchen got it out of a jar And got a knuckle sandwich! (REPEAT CHORUS) B D All of the children come out to play To see what the Robinsons' Gollywogs say A G A B The man in the TV is giving away Energy energy energy C# Now! Energy energy energy Energy energy!


How can you stand there and look me in the eye? Tell me that you knew it was coming for us I know that you said I was all you ever wanted But you pushed me overboard Into knee deep water And you didn't throw the anchor of hope You pushed me overboard Without concern for what I was feeling inside Heartless intentions Your favorite game to play I knew that I was never good enough to make you smile Still you play these games, you ruin me from the inside Tearing me down I can't hide I can't not act torn about this What can I do to make you see? How it affects me, so deeply still I'm untouched from your point of view

I'm Housin'

EPMD "Strictly Business"
M.C.s out there ya better stand clear EPMD is a world premier From New York straight talk America's best Cold Wild Long Island is where we rest The style of the rap makes your hands clap Take care sucker 'cause the lines are strapped They mean business no time for play If you bite a line they blow you away The more you bite your body gets hot Don't get too cold because you might get shot Knowin' that my rhyme's like a poisonous rat Don't play dumb boy, you're smarter than that It's my thing The rhythmatic style keeps the rhymes flowin' The friends already bitin' without you knowin' You can't understand why your body's gettin' weaker Then you realize it's the voice from the speaker The mind becomes delirious Situation serious Don't get ill, go and get curious Enough about that, let's get on to somethin' better And if it gets warm, take off the hot sweater And if you want some water, I'll get you a cup And if you don't wantit, then burn the hell up I'm tellin' ya now, boy, you ain't jack Talkin' that junk like Mr. T is your back But he's not So don't act cute 'Cause if we do, you in high pursuit It's my thing As the song goes on, you will notice a change The way I throw down, the way I say my name The mike that I'm packin' is flame resistant So M.C.s be cool, and keep your distance When I walk into the party, girls are screamin' at me I park my mike in my holst' and the I yell, Freeze Music please Oh, where was I? Oh, yes Say a def rhyme then I burn the rest Everytime I rock a rhyme, I can tell that you like it The emotion is strong, like the mind of a psychic The mind is weary, floatin' like a dove Sweatin' the thing just like if you was makin' love Control the crowd so they can accept it Total concentration, it's the perfect method It's my thing The wack I subtract The strong I attack The ones who got the mike and freeze, I throw back I perfect and eject make M.C.s sweat Take 'em off on the mike then I tell 'em Step Not waiting or debating cause M.C.s keep hatin' Play me too close like two dogs mating Now let's get on with the rest of the lesson I don't really like it when suckers start messin' Tryin' to make a scene, talkin' very loud Talkin' more junk to attract a crowd You say you won the battle, your first mistake You get the quietest stuff like you was at a wake In the beginnin', ya knew ya wasn't winnin' Now you for shame, your hair starts bendin' Kind of upset, boy, I understand You lost again, I won goddamn It's my thing My funky fresh lyrics put you in a spirit I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear it The rhymes I design are right on time And at the crown of the mike, I flash a danger sign 'Cause I'm the thrilla of Manila, M.C. cold-killa Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller M.C.s cold-clockin' till the party's through Then they tap me on my shoulder, say This Bud's for You To be a real M.C. You can't be obedient To be smooth is the main ingredient You have to be silky like a Milky Way To be able to make it work, you rest and play I control the pace of the rate the rhymes goin' How loud I project and to where they're flowin' Slow, yes, just like they're oil The comparison is wave like the motion of water Smooth It's my thing While the record is spinnin' Got your fly-girly grinnin' MD is on the mike, ya know I'm only beginnin' Rod's fresh and fresh, you never heard me fess Scored a 110 on my M.C. test My rhymes are stronger than Tyson Hold an M.C. license When I grab the mike M.C.s get frightened I'm dangerous I need a cross and bones Lounge, homeboy, you in the danger zone What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin' Huh, ya mess around and we'll be fightin' It's all right if ya bite but don't recite Because the rhymes are mine and that ain't right But until then, just chill to the next episode Donald J, yo, release the close It's my thing

Oh, Oh...Yeah

A-TEENS "Pop 'Til You Drop!"
Stop And take those big blue eyes Back out of my heart It don't belong to you But maybe it could It sure has crossed my mind I gotta be strong I gotta be true this time But as we kiss goodbye I don't even know why I ain't movin' Ain't lookin my way See on the surface you're this perfect angel inside There's nothing you can't hide [CHORUS] Oh, oh, sugar ain't as sweet as you Oh, oh, monkey see as monkey do And I could get addicted Sure as every movie is Oh, oh, yeah Hot Like baby mid-July You're none of these No shade when you walk by I'm falling for you And that is falling bad I gotta do right So I don't lose what I have And when you smile at me Baby I just can't wait to be leavin' Be miles away See on the surface youre' this perfect angel inside There's nothing you can't hide [CHORUS] Hey! Sugar ain't as sweet as you On the surface you're this perfect angel inside There's nothing you cant hide [CHORUS] Oh, oh, sugar ain't as sweet as you Oh, oh, honey bees get jealous too We're perfectly connected Sure as we both need this here Oh, oh, yeah

Old Owl

You are one hundred thousand years old You know everything ever been told You can map the globe in a millisecond, can't you? You are five thousand leagues under the sea You see everything in sight You don't need binoculars; you have your eyes If you had hope would you feel stronger? If you knew how would you sleep longer? If you did not fear what you fear most, Would you feel anything at all? Would you see anything all? Would you feel anything at all? You are an old owl sitting in the treetops Looking at the housetops, you are in the know Watching newcomers come and go, come and go You are all alone, cooped up inside Cold by the fireplace's haunting gold size You are dwarfed by your own self-loathing, ambitious tendencies If you had hope would you feel stronger? If you knew how would you sleep longer? If you did not fear what you fear most, Would you feel anything at all? Would you see anything all? Would you feel anything at all? We all hide from our minds When the lamplight goes out and dims We all try to de-rust the hinges squeaking deep inside Rest now while you're still alive You will rest more in the afterlife I can't catch you, and you don't want me to You read those books all alone Looking for the home you never owned You can be whatever you need to be Don't let that bomb explode, like in the Twilight Zone Your glasses are still intact, you know

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