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CHRIS REA lyrics - Dancing Shoes

I Can Hear Your Heartbeat (1988)

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In the silence of the side street In the whisper of the night From the darkness of the empty hours To the early morning light From the hustle down on main street With all it's lights so bright To the trucker on the highway Pressing through the night I can hear you heartbeat I can hear you heartbeat Girl, the sound of you is so sweet To me And I'm sailing on your wind song Oh, I can feel the summer breeze You've got me walking on my tiptoes You've got me standing on my knees From the mills way down in Pittsburgh To the clubs of gay Paris Ah, no matter where I roam, girl, You can always get to me I can hear you heartbeat I can hear you heartbeat Girl, the sound of you is so sweet To me We got freezing Coca-Cola We got anything you want I moving on that back beat Girl, but it's you that sings the song 'Cos I can hear you heartbeat I can hear you heartbeat The sound of you is so sweet To me Oh I still hear your heartbeat Yea I still hear your heartbeat Girl, the sound of you is so sweet, to me

My Sweet Girl

JOHN HIATT "Little Head"
My sweet girl with you eyes so bright Don't leave me in the dark tonight The sun's turned down, the moon is low And I know secrets you don't know Do you hear the wind whispering You're the one I love The summer breeze tells the trees I'm the one, because You're my sweet girl Hold me now in this sweet life I will take you for my wife We can walk the aisle in this city park And I will offer you my heart Married by a firefly They're coming back, you know And I'm the man who knows he can Provide an afterglow For you, my sweet girl Cause you're my sweet girl Do, do, do.... My sweet girl, do you know you are My lovely dream, my little star In a blanket made of earth and sky Curled up with my sweetie pie The love we make, it merely takes Our breath out of the air We kiss and then we breath again The wind blows through your hair It's whispering, You're my sweet girl Can you hear it? It's saying, You're my sweet girl You're my sweet girl Do, do, do...

Sweet Girl

FLEETWOOD MAC "The Dance"
And he says, What do you love to do? Outside your world, Who spends time with you From whom do you learn when you're not working... Sweet Girl.... Where would you go if you had the time? Crossing some crazy state line somewhere? To whom do you cry When people are unkind... Sweet Girl I chose to dance across the stages of the world Everyone said I'd never learn I still hear your words I waited all my life for you....Sweet Girl I did try to come back and listen You never knew that I didn't wish it But I did hear every answer...every question It's all about protection Still through the sunlight days I wait Track a ghost through the fog The sun is burning me And you come running out in the wind with me The ocean is your blanket I chose to dance across the stages of the world Everyone said I'd never learn I still hear your words Well, I waited all my life for you I watched you fly across the world in a golden ball Many of the cities, I never saw at all Sometimes I think I was always on-call Sometimes even I am allowed to fall He says, come down here for a minute...Sweet Girl...

In Her Music Box

ATMOSPHERE "When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold"
She had a bad dream in the back seat Same one as yesterday Same one as last week Surrounded by her favorite favorites Elmo, Barbie, her purple baby blanket And that little Matchbox it looks just like Dad's car It's fast on the leather, pretends its NASCAR It jumps over Elmo 'cause it can fly that far With Daddy in the front seat frontin' like a Rap star And Girl oh Girl, Daddy's the greatest He knows the words To everything on the radio play list He fakes the accents, even makes all the faces And when he raises his voice It makes her feel like he's famous Yeah Poppa got his lean on, a mean one Weavin' down the Lake Street tryin' to get his seen on Stoppin' the whip to say somethin' out the window Bobbin' his head to the beat on the radio Good Daddy won't smoke no weed Until the bass cradles her back to sleep Then he can stake his mack while she takes a nap To the sweet pretty sound of the gangster rap Shh, the high hats are angel's voices They keep her distracted From the stranger's voices Escape is a paradox Because her childhood is locked in that music box Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift Sweet dreams, sleep little precious Lay down in that music box Escape in the sound of that music box Yeah, Daddy knows people he's important The guy with the suit and tie they see at the court And it seems like he ain't tryin' to talk to police But at the car wash they treat him Like the star that she sees They like Poppa's big wheels And the lollipop she gets Makes her feel like a big deal Not allowed to have it yet, gotta sit still Like the toy that she knows is gonna come With the Kid's Meal She loves drive through food Health conscious Dad, he buys her the juice A little sip a soda builds the pride Go ahead Baby Girl don't spill those fries Nuh-Uh Poppa can't roll a messy office Compulsive in the way She lay them napkins all across the seat Never puts her feet on the upholstery Just kicks 'em side to side to the beat on the radio She sings along like Dad does She knows all the words but leaves out the bad ones Except bitch, she always says the word bitch Because it makes her Daddy laugh, it's her magic trick And when Daddy picks Mommy up they fight They fight about money, they fight about life So she concentrates so so hard on the music And loses herself inside of the bass and the movement Daddies drive around, Mommies work nightshift Sweet dreams, sleep little precious Lay down in that music box Escape in the sound of that music box Turn that Buick off

Heartbeat Slowing Down

THE ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS "Kids In The Street"
I still remember that empty look left on your face You took the pictures but you left the frames All we had written, well, it's been erased Something that I had to do I cut you deep, you're bleeding through You're every single shade of blue I'm staring right in front of you I can hear your heartbeat slowing down I can hear your heartbeat turn me around You can take my life All you need, make me right I can't sleep with your heartbeat slowing down Here you left scattered Like wishes I led to your room I bury my face in your pillow Just to smell your perfume Outside I'm hungry But inside I'm just consumed Tell me how am I supposed to breathe When losing you is choking me? I can hear your heartbeat slowing down I can hear your heartbeat turn me around You can take my life All you need, make me right I can't sleep with your heartbeat slowing down I fucking hate this town I wanna burn it down I never felt so cold And when I burn this town I hope I burn it down And leave me on my own I fucking hate this town (just see me) I wanna burn it down (just see me) I never felt so cold (just see me) I hear your heartbeat slowing down Slow I can hear your heartbeat slowing down (heartbeat slowing down) I can hear your heartbeat turn me around (heartbeat slowing down) You can take my life (take my life) All you need (all you need), make me right How can you sleep with your heartbeat slowing down? I can hear your heartbeat slowing down

Summer Flings

JOHN CENA "You Can't See Me"
[John Cena] Yeah we doin things now man It's just another day in the life y'know Always tryin to do some big bid'ness Sometimes when we havin fun Some shit goes down y'know, you ain't expectin nothin Then, somethin come out of nothin It was just another typical day in the summer Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip man Three wheel motion killin fools like a hit man We on some chill shit, vibin out But we still in the mix, fuck hidin out On the corner of L Street, I locked eyes with her I ain't steppin man this bitch had guys with her She came through the crowd and walked over to me Catchin P off guard, she actin like she knew me Her name was Shannon, she was canon She's hangin with Melissa, this big booty chick you couldn't miss her This chick was like a fitted cap, all over my dome Said she wanna be down, but I ain't takin her home That's when she said she live right down the street She love white chocolate, well I got somethin sweet [Chorus 2X: female singer] Saw you walkin down the street and I heard you say you had somethin sweet for me Lover.. (somethin sweet) lover.. somethin sweet [Tha Trademarc] We run game, fill the blanks in, what's your hon's name I can take an Eva hot bitch like bum change Playin hard to get when I step, I'm afraid I can treat a chick like cheap gas and upgrade Whatever you need, whatever you want With Trademarc on your arm, girl what more could you flaunt There's just something about us, summer fling got you wondering where I'll be in spring, but that's another thing I'll be out girl, quicker than tans If you want somethin stick hurr, stick wit'cha man I ain't lookin for a lover girl, I'm lookin for sex I can tell you I got money or I'm pushin a Lex Whatever gets you hot, that's what I say next Gettin passed through the crew girl that's a safe bet I think it's funny how it doesn't take a whole lot Trademarc's like an open flame, getting girls hot [Chorus] [John Cena] Yo... with these sweet flows, the streets knows whether we pimped out in streets clothes, we the bomb like deep throws My speech grows to reach hoes - all over the globe I got class like a Ric Flair robe [Tha Trademarc] Man I'm in and out quick like Jordan in the zone D takin out a bitch like a pass from Shaq to Kobe You know me with a extra set of hands a bitch couldn't hold me man I leave 'em lonely [John Cena] If I catch a glimpse of your chick when she smile and fine I make sure she lose your number, she'd be dialin mine I ain't about a wife even if she won this right I'll fuck for seven days but stand for one night [Tha Trademarc] Man we decked out John, the strict gutter I'll have a girl repeatin my name in sex like the bitch stutter I got moves lookin butter with a tight fade Forever dipped fresh man like Minot Gray [Chorus]

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