Oh

by Crossbreed

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
I hear you still talk to me
As if you're sitting in that dusty chair
Makes the hours easier to bare
I know despite the years alone
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song
And if it's all the same to you
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
And it's cold and darkness falls
It's as if you're in the next room so alive
I could swear I hear you singing to me
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
Oh girl you are singing to me still
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
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Oh

by 2Pac

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, bowlin' ball
Still smoke unemsmote(?), wood-grain on tha wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin' down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin' what's happenin', huh?
I don't even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin', face-crackilin' huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin' dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song is cold
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh

by Celine Dion

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin? down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ?Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin? what?s happenin?, huh?
I don?t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin?, face-crackilin? huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin? dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back cuz tha song is called
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh

by Whitney houston

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
I hear you still talk to me
As if you're sitting in that dusty chair
Makes the hours easier to bear
I know despite the years alone
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song
And if it's all the same to you
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven, overflow, and fill hell
Love you oh so well
And it's cold and darkness falls
It's as if you're in the next room so alive
I could swear I hear you singing to me
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven, overflow, and fill hell
The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
Oh girl you're singing to me still
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
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Oh

by CHINGY

Ouuuuuuuh ouh ouuuuuuuh ouh
Ouuuuuuuh ouh ouuuuuuuh ouh
I don’t think you realise
Don’t think that you recognize
Just how much you mean to me
And that you make me so happy
I wish that you were happy too
Because it means so much to me
And oh ! I know that we’ve got better days
And oh ! I’m sure that we will conquer the world
I regret what I ve done and said,
I screwed up things inside your head
But all I want is for you to know is that
When you grow old you won’t remember it at all
And oh ! I know that we’ve got better days
And oh ! I’m sure that we will conquer the world
And oh ! I know I love you more than anything
And oh ! I’m sure that I will make you happy
And we’ll be together...
I know, it shows in your eyes
Your green eyes, your brown eyes
It doesn’t really matter
And oh ! I know I love you more than anything
And oh ! I’m sure that I will make you happy
And we’ll be together,
I know it shows in your eyes
Your green eyes, your brown eyes
It doesn’t really matter anymore
Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! etc...
It don’t matter no more
It don’t matter no more
It don’t matter no more
It don’t matter no more...
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Oh!

by Jarabe de Palo

Oh!
Last flight
Get lost in the moss
And oh, oh
Fall in the neon mine
Push me down
Push me down
Push me down
Still rolling in the stones
Run to the log that's rotten
And oh, oh
Your soft belly bossing lows
Push me down
Push me down
Push me down
Run to the log that's rotten
Your soft belly bossing lows
Push me down
Push me down
Push me down
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Oh

by The Emotions

[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song is cold
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh

by en vogue

Number one in acquisitions
Now there is no foreign soil
Go global like a round thing
Go global like a hole
To every money matchmaker
Splicing green as fast as you can
Let's break it down and start again
Memo to the partners
I'm changing all the locks
I'm pissing on your modems
I'm shredding all the stocks
Chose a color for your ceiling
I'm waiting for the bottom to drop
In a room so brightly lit I can't see in
You would never say you were out of time
(your secret's out)
Coming with the fiction all the time
(your secret's out)
But there's a call coming on the other line
(your secret's out)
Lapse of luxury, lapping waste
Cruising towards a bruising crash
Thread held anvil's going to break
When the letter returns to the sender
I can hardly wait
God, this room's so brightly lit
I can't see shit
You would never say you were out of time
(your secret's out)
Coming with the fiction all the time
(your secret's out)
But there's a call coming on the other line
(your secret's out)
Thank you, may I have another?
I will be your eager driver
Your service provider, your maitre'd
Thank you, may I have another?
I will be your eager driver
Your service provider, your maitre'd
Thank you sir, may I have another?
Thank you sir, may I have another?
Thank you sir, may I have another?
Please
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Oh

by maroon 5

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
I hear you still talk to me
As if you're sitting in that dusty chair
Makes the hours easier to bare
I know despite the years alone
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song
And if it's all the same to you
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
And it's cold and darkness falls
It's as if you're in the next room so alive
I could swear I hear you singing to me
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
Oh girl you are singing to me still
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
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Oh!

by AC/DC

I got arrested in the dark of the night
The cop got restless as he read me my rights
He told me I'm always envious of those that I jail
If I got locked up, nobody'd come to help me post bail
And I said Oh!
Went to a party on the side of a hill
Met three Latinas who had gotten their fill.
They told me Nobody ever gets us down on our knees
Simply to help us take a load off our feet.
And I said Oh!
And I'm never sure what I'm living for,
But it's always on my mind
Someone comes along, always proves me wrong
Think I'm gonna be fine
I picked a pocket just to give it all back
Took out the license, left the money intact
The man said I wanna thank you and I had to ask why
That was the old me - I was living a lie
and I said Oh!
Riding the subway with the scent of her hair
She took out a toothbrush, started using it there
She explained I'm always sure today's the day I will die
I wanna look good if I get to look God in the eye
and I said Oh!
And I'm never sure what I'm living for,
But it's always on my mind
Someone comes along, always proves me wrong
Think I'm gonna be fine
We get lost in the back of our minds
Got nothing to burn but time, time, time
Everybody's got the love, but they keep it inside
We get lost in the back of our minds
Got nothing to burn but time, time, time
Everybody's got the love, but they keep it inside
Met an acquaintance, we were reintroduced
With more in common than we had in our youth
She told me You look the same
I said I'm now a new man
She asked me How does that work?
I started giving a damn
And I said Oh!
And I said Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
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Oh!

by The ataris

I got arrested in the dark of the night
The cop got restless as he read me my rights
He told me I'm always envious of those that I jail
If I got locked up, nobody'd come to help me post bail
And I said Oh!
Went to a party on the side of a hill
Met three Latinas who had gotten their fill.
They told me Nobody ever gets us down on our knees
Simply to help us take a load off our feet.
And I said Oh!
And I'm never sure what I'm living for,
But it's always on my mind
Someone comes along, always proves me wrong
Think I'm gonna be fine
I picked a pocket just to give it all back
Took out the license, left the money intact
The man said I wanna thank you and I had to ask why
That was the old me - I was living a lie
and I said Oh!
Riding the subway with the scent of her hair
She took out a toothbrush, started using it there
She explained I'm always sure today's the day I will die
I wanna look good if I get to look God in the eye
and I said Oh!
And I'm never sure what I'm living for,
But it's always on my mind
Someone comes along, always proves me wrong
Think I'm gonna be fine
We get lost in the back of our minds
Got nothing to burn but time, time, time
Everybody's got the love, but they keep it inside
We get lost in the back of our minds
Got nothing to burn but time, time, time
Everybody's got the love, but they keep it inside
Met an acquaintance, we were reintroduced
With more in common than we had in our youth
She told me You look the same
I said I'm now a new man
She asked me How does that work?
I started giving a damn
And I said Oh!
And I said Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
I said now Oh!
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Oh

by C+C Music Factory

[Tru James]
I'm a victim of your madness, girl you make me weak
Your voice is my addiction, I don't know why I feel this way about you
But I listen when you speak, I'll alert it on the streets
And I'm just a fool in love with you, baby
But they don't know the things you doing, is a killer
When you kiss me and feel, it set me free
I guess they thinking we just talking bout the better
I guess they thinking that you shelter me
[Chorus: Tru James]
But oh.... will you lay with me?
Oh.... will you taste so sweet?
Oh.... thinking of me, see...
Oh.... what you made to me...
[Tru James]
Uh-uh, when you love me, girl it's magic, our body chemistry
And when you say goodbye, it's tragic, baby it's killing me
Oh, the love, you know, you make it feel we kinda make up
And when we do you know it's ecstasy
I'll forever hoping that we don't break up
They don't understand what they can't see
[Chorus]
[Tru James]
Give me your love, love...
Give me your love, love...
[Outro: Afro Samurai Sample - Okiku (Afro)]
It's lemonade, do you like it? (I do)
Good, oh they're beautiful
This is my favorite time of the year, fireworks and the festivities
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Oh!

by Teddy Thompson

If you’re tired of the big so so
Get yourself into some self control
Play the game by putting on the brakes
Slow down and make less mistakes
Nobody lingers like your hands on my heart
Nobody figures like you figured me out
I would be lying if I didn't say to you
No one comes close don't worry you got it!
(There's fire if you want it let me know,
I'm sick and I'm tired of letting go)
The way I feel when you call my name
Makes me go crazy to sane
The way I feel when you’re close to me
Finally not drifting out to sea
Nobody lingers like your hands on my heart
Nobody figures like you figured me out
I would be lying if I didn't say to you
No one comes close don't worry you got it!
(There's fire if you want it let me know,
I'm sick and I'm tired of letting go)
Come on now I wish you would
I’m the one who makes you feel good
Never mind those things they say
They don’t know it but I’m here to stay
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Oh

by מאיר בנאי

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, bowlin' ball
Still smoke unemsmote(?), wood-grain on tha wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin? down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a
flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles
cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum?
Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick,
switch on tha ?Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest,
spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status,
I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin? what?s happenin?, huh?
I don?t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin?, face-crackilin? huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin? dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising,
runnin back cuz tha song is cold
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh!

[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
I came in the game, profane no image
I came in the game, with a name
I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren
I proclaim the name though, never in vain no
Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame
Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road
They don't understand what I came for
How I came fo', with a million sold
Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold
Gettin money like Ross Perot
I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go
Oh that's the road you on, oh no
I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo
Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no
I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco
Show me that your loco put holes in my photo
NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo
Just cause our thug roll solo
And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro
Be-low, your grieved up people
Be-lieve that the boy see no evil
[Chorus - Busta Rhymes]
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it
Bright but violent, invite the violence
Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant
'Til these niggaz nights is silent
O. Trice from a trife environment
He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin
Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin
I'm in the position to hire other clients then
Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson
A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin
And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin
Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them
Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers
I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE
Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins
No coke
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Obie Trice]
A derelict who inherited hustle
My heritage married the street struggle
Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah)
So this blood streams through my nuts
Seems like I wasn't in touch
When the teacher's ass spoke
Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath
Sit on the bleachers and flip coke
The only reach you got through my dome
Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome
Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo)
Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home
This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone
Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga)
This is your warnin, run up on the wrong
And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm [Blaap]
O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em
C'mon
[Chorus]

Oh

by Mamma mia

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas don't know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin' on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say no, what for
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies, back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, head to bowlin' hall
Still smokin', hundred spokes, wood-grain on the wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy, I can see it
That's when I say no, what for
Shorty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
[Ludacris]
Southern-style, get wild, old schools comin' down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze, tell him pop up the bottles cause we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? I'm who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on the track, get back trick, switch on the 'Lac, I'm flexin' still
Same price everytime, hot song, jumped on cause Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin' on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin', what's happenin', huh
I don't even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin', face-cracklin', huh
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south, we ballin' dog
And never think about fallin' dog
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin' back cause the song is called
Oh, round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to the floor
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin' crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh
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Oh!

by Wyclef Jean

[All] Jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound (Tiffany: I like the way you smile)
Saerowojin nawa hamkke
One More Round (Tiffany: Like the way you talk...)
Dance Dance Dance (Tiffany: Gonna be ready?)
Till we run this town
Oppa oppa I'll be I'll be (Tiffany: I wanna be...)
Down Down Down Down (Tiffany: Something new, Oh! )
[Seohyun] Hey oppa najom bwa nareul jom barabwa
[Tiffany] Cheomiya ireon nae maltu Ha!
[Yuri] Meorido hago hwajangdo haetneunde
[Jessica] Wae neoman nareul moreuni
[Taeyeon] Dugeun dugeun gaseumi tteollyeowayo
Jakku jakku sangsangman haneun georyo
[Sooyoung] Eotteohge hana kotdae nopdeon naega
[Yoona] Malhago sipeo
[ALL] Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
[Sunny] Sujubeuni jebal utji mayo
[Taeyeon] Jinsim ini nollijido marayo
[Taeyeon + All] Tto babogateun mal ppunya
[All] Jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound
Saerowojin nawa hamkke
One More Round
Dance Dance Dance till we run this town
Oppa Oppa I'll be I'll be Down Down Down Down
[Jessica] Oppa jamkkanman jamkkanman deureobwa
[Sunny] Jakkuhan yaegineun malgo
[Sooyoung] Dongsaengeuroman saenggakhajineun mara
[Hyoyeon] Ilnyeondwimyeon huhoe halgeol
[Tiffany] Molla molla nae mameun jeonhyeo molla
Nunchieoptge jangnanman chineungeoryo
[Hyoyeon] Eotteohge hana I cheoreoptneun sarama
[Seohyun] Deureobwa jeongmal
[ALL] Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
[Yuri] Sujubeuni jebal utji mayo
[Yoona] Jinsim ini nollijido marayo
[Sunny + All] Tto geureomyeon nan uljido molla
[All] Jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound
Mwonga dareun oneulmaneun tteugeoun nan
Down Down ireojima hwaman na
Oppa oppa idaeroneun NoNoNoNo
[Jessica] Tell me boy boy love it it it it it ah!
[All] Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
[Taeyeon] tto babo gateun malppunya
[All] Oh Oh Oh Oh
Ah ah ah ah
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh ppareul saranghae
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhi Oh
More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/s/snsd/#share
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Oh

by A Change of Pace

This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on the Cadillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin' on chrome, chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin', they got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say No, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it, ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still spoke hundred spokes, wood-grain on the wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin', they got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say No, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this Ciara got that fire like
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in the club we gets low, oh
Oh, all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in the club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz tha song is cold
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh

by SANTANA

[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, bowlin' ball
Still smoke unemsmote(?), wood-grain on tha wall
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin? down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a
flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles
cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum?
Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick,
switch on tha ?Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest,
spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status,
I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin? what?s happenin?, huh?
I don?t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin?, face-crackilin? huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin? dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising,
runnin back cuz tha song is cold
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it gutta, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
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Oh

by Green day

[Verse 1:]
This is where they stay crunk, throw it up, dubs on tha Caddillac
White tees, Nikes, gangstas dont know how to act
Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes
Hummers floatin on chrome
Chokin' on that home-grown
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Thinkin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Verse 2:]
Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, into a bowlin' ball
Still smoke hundred spokes, wood-grain armor-all
Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call 'em redbones
Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love 'em all
They got that southern cookin'
They got them fellas lookin'
Wishin' I was easy I can see it
That's when I say no, what fo'?
Shawty can't handle this
Ciara got that fire like
[Hook:]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
[Rap (Luda):]
Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down in a different color whip (whip, whip)
Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick flick flick flick flick
Call up Jazze tell him pop up the bottles cuz we got another hit (hit, hit)
Wanna go platinum? Im who you should get get get get get
Ludacris on tha track, get back trick, switch on tha ‘Lac, Im flexin still
Same price every time, hot song, jumped on cuz Ciara got sex appeal
And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinnin on stainless wheels
Could care less about your genus, I bump ya status, I keep the stainless steel
Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?
I don’t even think I need to speed
Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?
Turn it up and make the speakers bleed
Dirty south we ballin’ dawg
And neva think about fallin dawg
Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, run it back cuz tha song is called
[Hook: (2x)]
Oh, 'round here we ridin' slow
We keep it ghetto, you should know
Gettin' crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh
Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo'
Handle it ladies back it up
Gettin crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh
Scorpion Rulez !!!
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Oh!

by nickelback

[Verse 1 - Obie Trice]
Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks
I came in the game, profane no image
I came in the game, with a name
I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren
I proclaim the name though, never in vain no
Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame
Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road
They don't understand what I came for
How I came fo', with a million sold
Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold
Gettin money like Ross Perot
I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go
Oh that's the road you on, oh no
I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo
Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no
I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco
Show me that your loco put holes in my photo
NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo
Just cause our thug roll solo
And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro
Be-low, your grieved up people
Be-lieve that the boy see no evil
[Chorus - Busta Rhymes]
OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle
OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible
OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho
OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho
[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]
I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it
Bright but violent, invite the violence
Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant
'Til these niggaz nights is silent
O. Trice from a trife environment
He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin
Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin
I'm in the position to hire other clients then
Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson
A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin
And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin
Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them
Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers
I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE
Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins
No coke
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Obie Trice]
A derelict who inherited hustle
My heritage married the street struggle
Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah)
So this blood streams through my nuts
Seems like I wasn't in touch
When the teacher's ass spoke
Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath
Sit on the bleachers and flip coke
The only reach you got through my dome
Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome
Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo)
Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home
This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone
Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga)
This is your warnin, run up on the wrong
And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm [Blaap]
O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em
C'mon
[Chorus]
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Oh!

by אתי אנקרי

(같이)전에 알던 내가 아냐
(gachi)jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound
Brand New Sound
새로워진 나와 함께
saerowojin nawa hamkke
One More Round
One More Round
Dance Dance Dance You’ll be wrong This Time
Dance Dance Dance You‘ll be wrong This Time
(유리)오빠 오빠 I’ll be I’ll be Down Down Down Down
(yuri)oppa oppa I‘ll be I‘ll be Down Down Down Down
(서현)오빠 나좀 봐 나를 좀 바라봐
(seohyeon)oppa najom bwa nareul jom barabwa
(윤아)처음 이야 이런 내 말투 Ha!
(yuna)cheoeum iya ireon nae maltu Ha!
(유리)머리도 하고 화장도 했는데
(yuri)meorido hago hwajangdo haenneunde
(시카)왜 너만 나를 모르니
(sika)wae neoman nareul moreuni
(태연)두근 두근 가슴이 떨려와요
(taeyeon)dugeun dugeun gaseumi tteollyeowayo
자꾸 자꾸 상상만 하는 걸요
jakku jakku sangsangman haneun geollyo
(수영)어떻게 하나 콧대 높던 내가
(suyeong)eotteoke hana kotdae nopdeon naega
(써니)말하고 싶어
(sseoni)malhago sipeo
(같이)Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
(gachi)Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah 많이 많이해
ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
(써니)수줍으니 제발 웃지 마요
(sseoni)sujubeuni jebal utji mayo
(태연)진심 이니 놀리지도 말아요
(taeyeon)jinsim ini nollijido marayo
또 바보같은 말 뿐야
tto babogateun mal ppunya
(같이)전에 알던 내가 아냐
(gachi)jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound
Brand New Sound
새로워진 나와 함께
saerowojin nawa hamkke
One More Round
One More Round
Dance Dance Dance To Me Promise Town
Dance Dance Dance To Me Promise Town
(유리)오빠 오빠 I’ll be I’ll be Down Down Down Down
(yuri)oppa oppa I‘ll be I‘ll be Down Down Down Down
(시카)오빠 잠깐만 잠깐만 들어봐
(sika)oppa jamkkanman jamkkanman deureobwa
(써니)자꾸한 얘기는 말고
(sseoni)jakkuhan yaegineun malgo
(유리)동생으로만 생각하지는 말아
(yuri)dongsaengeuroman saenggakhajineun mara
(효연)일년뒤면 후회 할걸
(hyoyeon)illyeondwimyeon huhoe halgeol
(파니)몰라 몰라 내 맘은 전혀 몰라
(pani)molla molla nae mameun jeonhyeo molla
눈치없게 장난만 치는걸요
nunchieopge jangnanman chineungeollyo
(효연)어떻게 하나 이 철없는 사람아
(hyoyeon)eotteoke hana i cheoreomneun sarama
(서현)들어봐 정말
(seohyeon)deureobwa jeongmal
(같이)Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
(gachi)Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah 많이 많이해
ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
(유리)수줍으니 제발 웃지 마요
(yuri)sujubeuni jebal utji mayo
(윤아)진심 이니 놀리지도 말아요
(yuna)jinsim ini nollijido marayo
(같이)또 그러면 난 울지도 몰라
(gachi)tto geureomyeon nan uljido molla
(같이)전에 알던 내가 아냐
(gachi)jeone aldeon naega anya
Brand New Sound
Brand New Sound
뭔가 다른 오늘만은 뜨거운 난
mwonga dareun oneulmaneun tteugeoun nan
Down Down Mirage The Find Now
Down Down Mirage The Find Now
오빠 오빠 이대로는 NoNoNoNo
oppa oppa idaeroneun NoNoNoNo
(시카)Tell me boy boy love it it it it it ah!
(sika)Tell me boy boy love it it it it it ah!
(같이)Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
(gachi)Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah 많이 많이해
ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah 많이 많이해
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
(태연)또 바보 같은 말뿐야
(taeyeon)tto babo gateun malppunya
(같이)Oh Oh Oh Oh
(gachi)Oh Oh Oh Oh
ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah 많이 많이해
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhihae
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 오빠를 사랑해
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh oppareul saranghae
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah 많이 많이 Oh
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah manhi manhi Oh
TRANSLATION
I’m not the girl you used to know.
Brand New Style (Tiffany: I like the way you smile,)
Do Something with the new me for
One More Round. (Tiffany: Like the way you talk..)
Dance, Dance, Dance, (Tiffany: Gonna be ready?)
‘Till we run this town.
Oppa oppa I’ll be I’ll be (Tiffany: I wanna be…)
Down, down, down, down. (Tiffany: Something new, Oh!)
Seohyun: Oppa, look at me; just look at me!
Tiffany: This is the first time I’m talking like this, Ha.
Yuri: I did my hair and even my makeup too.
Jessica: Why is it that you, you’re the only who doesn’t know?!
Taeyeon: Thump, Thump; My heart is trembling.
Again and again, I keep imagining things.
Sooyoung: What should I do?
With my head held high I want to say to you…
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oppa, I love you.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, A lot!
Sunny: Please don’t laugh at me, I’m embarrassed.
Taeyeon: It’s my real feelings, so please don’t make fun of me.
Again, I keep saying those silly words.
I’m not the girl you used to know.
Brand New Style
Do Something with the new me for
One More Round.
Dance, Dance, Dance,
‘Till we run this town.
Oppa oppa I’ll be I’ll be
Down, down, down, down.
Jessica: Oppa, hold on. Hold on and listen to me.
Sunny: Stop saying the words you keep saying.
Sooyoung: Don’t think of me as a younger sister.
Hyoyeon: In a year you’ll probably regret it.
Tiffany: You don’t know, really don’t know my heart.
You have no sense and joke around too much.
Hyoyeon: What should I do? You immature person,
Seohyun: Just listen to me!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oppa, I love you.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, A lot!
Yuri: Please don’t laugh at me, I’m embarrassed.
Yoona: It’s my real feelings, please don’t make fun of me.
If you do that again, I might cry.
I’m not the girl you used to know.
Brand New Style
Something’s different today, warm hearts.
Down Down, don’t push, I’ll get angry.
Oppa, oppa this right here, no no no no!
Jessica: Tell me boy boy love it it it it it it it ah!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oppa, I love you.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, A lot!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oppa, I love you!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, a lot!
Again I keep saying those silly words.
Oh~!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oppa, I love you! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, a lot.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oppa, I love you! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ah! Ah! A lot, a lot, Oh!
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Oh

by The Buzzcocks

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
I hear you still talk to me
As if you're sitting in that dusty chair
Makes the hours easier to bear
I know despite the years alone
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song
And if it's all the same to you
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
And it's cold and darkness falls
It's as if you're in the next room so alive
I could swear I hear you singing to me
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok
Oh girl you're singing to me still
I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well
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