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by CHER

Me and Benny went out last night
Looking for fun
Supping ale in the moonlight
Waiting for the dawn to come
Benny pointed at a HiFi shop
He said hey man look at all the stuff they've got
How'd you make a have out of a have not
Hmmmm,
Who needs information
When you're working underground
Just give me confirmation
We could win a million pounds
Benny climbed up on a footbridge
And he teetered on the parapet
He said can you see the whites of their headlights
Are the coming yet
Who needs information
This high off the ground
Just give me confirmation
We could win a million pounds
Who needs information
When you're living in constant fear
Just give me confirmation
There's some way out of here
Some way out of here
Benny hafted a breeze block
And tried to let go
Got hung up on a tear drop
So me and Benny went home
Who needs information
When you're living in constant fear
Just give me confirmation
There's some way out of here
Some way out of here
Who needs information yeah
When you living on as borrowed time
Just give me confirmation
there will be a winner this time
Who needs information when you're working underground
Just give me confirmation
We could win a million pounds
Who needs, who needs, who needs information
This high off the ground
Just give me confirmation
We could win a million pounds - yeah
Jim: Vm.
Jim lights a cigarette
Jim: So your brothers in jail?
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by גבע אלון

אייכה
שולי רנד
מילים: שולי רנד
לחן: שולי רנד
ריבונו של עולם אם נדבר גלויות
לפעמים אין לי כח בעולמך להיות
אנא מפנך אסתתר?
מה אטען מה אצטדק מה אדבר?
חנון ורחום הן לפניך גלוי
כאן יהודי שעל חוט השערה הוא תלוי
נלחם בעצבות בייאוש המכרסם כתולעת
השמחה נסתלקה ממני וגם הדעת
קולות מהעבר לוחשים לי לעצור
אבל אני מוסיף בחושך לחתור
ושואל ומבקש, אייכה?!
אותו זקו וכסיל שולח בי חיצים
אני הולך וכושל הוא הולך ומעצים
נשמה קדושה אל נא תבכי שבורת כנף
הן תעידי עלי כמה הייתי נכסף
כשסודות מהעבר פקדו עלי לעצור
אבל אני מוסיף בחושך לחתור
ושואל ומבקש, אייכה?!
בסופו של יום הן אפלט אל החוף
האדמה הרחומה אותי אליה תאסוף
ואז אצעק ואצטדק ואספר
איך בחושך הזה הייתי חותר
ושואל ומבקש וכוסף! אייכה?!
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by Muddy Waters

Je me lève et je te bouscule
Tu ne te réveilles pas comme d'habitude
Sur toi je remonte le drap
J'ai peur que tu aies froid comme d'habitude
Ma main caresse tes cheveux
Presque malgré moi comme d'habitude
Mais toi tu me tournes le dos
Comme d'habitude
Et puis je m'habille très vite
Je sors de la chambre comme d'habitude
Tout seul je bois mon café
Je suis en retard comme d'habitude
Sans bruit je quitte la maison
Tout est gris dehors comme d'habitude
J'ai froid, je relève mon col
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude, toute la journée
Je vais jouer à faire semblant
Comme d'habitude je vais sourire
Comme d'habitude je vais même rire
Comme d'habitude, enfin je vais vivre
Comme d'habitude
Et puis le jour s'en ira
Moi je reviendrai comme d'habitude
Toi, tu seras sortie
Pas encore rentrée comme d'habitude
Tout seul j'irai me coucher
Dans ce grand lit froid comme d'habitude
Mes larmes, je les cacherai
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude, même la nuit
Je vais jouer à faire semblant
Comme d'habitude tu rentreras
Comme d'habitude je t'attendrai
Comme d'habitude tu me souriras
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude tu te déshabilleras
Comme d'habitude tu te coucheras
Comme d'habitude on s'embrassera
Comme d'habitude
Comme d'habitude on fera semblant
Comme d'habitude on fera l'amour
Comme d'habitude on fera semblant
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by My Dying Bride

Come closer and see
see into the trees
find the girl
while you can
Come closer and see
see into the dark
just follow your eyes
just follow your eyes
I hear her voice
calling my name
the sound is deep
in the dark
I hear her voice
and start to run
into the trees
into the trees
into the trees
Suddenly I stop
but i know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
all alone
The girl was never there
it's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
again and again and again
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by JOHNNY CASH

Freezin, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete,again
Oh, feelin maybe hell see a little better set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again aint that familiar, ooh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he cant help, when hes happy looks insane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
Oh, someday yet, hell begin his life again...life again...life again...
Kneelin, looking through the paper though he doesnt know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin, now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin, understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away, yeah...
Someday yet, hell begin his life again
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away, him away...
Yeah! woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away...
Ooh, someday yet, hell begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away...him away...
Yeah! woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...
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by Queens of the stone age

Lately I been high stepping
I gotta lover who is ghetto for real
Take me to movies and he's carrying steel
Lord of the corner, king of the block
Lacing his lady with chinchillas and rocks
And he's all I want in my world
Ghetto Love
G-H-E-T-T-O
We get high together
G-H-E-T-T-O
Lately I been high stepping
Lord of my bod, king of my heart
Gangster by day, Hennesy passion by dark
They try to beat us but they can't
We don't give a fuck
They try to beat us but they can't
We don't give a fuck
And he's all I want in my world
Ghetto Love
G-H-E-T-T-O
We get high together
G-H-E-T-T-O
I never worry when he's gone till November
He taught me how to keep my hands on the trigger
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by JOHNNY CASH

Well, shake it up, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
Cmon cmon, cmon, cmon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it on out. (work it on out)
Well, work it on out, honey. (work it on out)
You know you look so good. (look so good)
You know you got me goin, now, (got me goin)
Just like I knew you would. (like I knew you would, oooh!)
Well, shake it up, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
Cmon, cmon, cmon, cmon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it all out. (work it all out, oooh!)
You know you’re a twisty little girl, (twist little girl)
You know you twist so fine. (twist so fine)
Come on and twist a little closer, now, (twist a little closer)
And let me know that you're mine. (let me know you’re mine oooh)
Ahhhhhhhhhh(root) Ahhhhhhhhhh(third) Ahhhhhhhhhh(fifth) Ahhhhhhhhhhh(seventh) Ahhhhh Ahhhhh Woah, Yeah
Well, shake it up, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
Cmon, cmon, cmon, cmon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it on out. (work it on out, wuu!)
You know you’re a twisty little girl, (twist little girl)
You know you twist so fine. (twist so fine)
Come on and twist a little closer, now, (twist a little closer)
And let me know that you're mine. (let me know you’re mine, wuu!)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)
Ahhhhhhhhhh(low) Ahhhhhhhhhh(higher) Ahhhhhhhhhh(higher) Ah!(high)
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by Idina Menzel

Lady writer on the tv
Talk about the virgin mary
Reminded me of you
Expectation left to come up to yeah
Lady writer on the tv
She had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place
Lady writer on the tv
She had all the brains and the beauty
The pictures does not fit
Youd talk to me when you felt like it
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time another place
Yes and your rich old man,
You know hed a call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer
Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
And I recall my fall from grace
Another time another place
Lady writer on the tv
She knew all about a history
You couldnt hardly write your name
I think I want it just the same as the ...
Lady writer on the tv
Talking about the virgin mary
You know Im talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the tv
Talking about the virgin mary
Yeah you know Im talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the tv
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Track 2

chaite paro abar shey jochona,
ghorer ciling e sondha tarata,
chaite paro shara raat ar shara din,
hobe naje kokhono ar load shedding,
chaite paro amar ghare pa rekhe,
akash ta choar shopno dekhte,
chaite paro shunte notun ek gaan,
korbo na jekhane tomay ar opoman
ek mutho golap, ar oi nil akash,
akasher oi chad, othoba ei raat !
kanna veja chokh, othoba mishti hashi,
jotoi dekhao amake, pabena kichui tumi,
tomar jonno noy amar kono kichuy,
bolechilam onek agey bhule gecho ki !
chaite paro tumi G-series theke,
Fuad featuring album charte,
chaite paro chesta kore dekhte,
ke ache amar FaceBook friends list e,
chaite paro tumi hoye jete ajke,
FM channel er hit kono RJ,
chaite paro notun ek deo spray(?)
moner durghonta dur korte,
ek mutho golap, ar oi nil akash,
akasher oi chad, othoba ey raat !
kanna veja chokh, othoba mishti hashi,
jotoi dekhao amake, pabena kichui tumi,
tomar jonno noy amar kono kichuy,
bolechilam onek agey bhule gecho ki !
ek mutho golap, ar oi nil akash,
akasher oi chad, othoba ey raat
kanna veja chokh, othoba mishti hashi,
jotoi dekhao amake, pabena kichui tumi,
tomar jonno noy amar kono kichuy,
bolechilam onek agey bhule gecho ki
kanna veja chokh, othoba mishti hashi,
jotoi dekhao amake, pabena kichui tumi,
tomar jonno noy amar kono kichuy,
bolechilam onek agey bhule gecho ki !

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by Dirty Heads

Si vas hacia el centro
de este verde lugar
encontrarás mi pueblo
donde nací
Pregunta por mi padre
y te sabrán decir
que es un campesino
amigo del sol
Busca a mi padre y dile que estoy bien
que mi conciencia sigue libre
y que siguen muy mansos mis pensamientos
y que siguen muy mansos mis pensamientos oh oh oh
Si vas hacia el centro
de este verde lugar
encontrarás mi pueblo
donde nací
Pregunta por mi padre
y te sabrán decir
que es un campesino
amigo del sol
Dile que extraño las cosechas
el rumor del bosque y la hierba
las frutas frescas y del verano las siestas
las frutas frescas y del verano las siestas
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by Noir Desir

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between
[Over My Head (Cable Car) Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com]
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves
And everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
Everyone knows
She's on your mind
Everyone knows I'm in over my head
I'm in over my head
I'm in over...
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind
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Track 2

You're in control is there anywhere you wanna go?
You're in control is there anything you wanna know?
The future's for discovering
The space in which we're traveling
From the top of the first page
To the end of the last day
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are.
Under the surface trying to break through
Deciphering the codes in you
I need a compass,draw me a map
I'm on the top I can't get back
Whoah. Woah.
First line of the first page
To the end of the last place
You were looking
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are
Oooh.
You just want somebody listening to what you say
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are
Is there anybody out there who is lost and hurt and lonely too
Are they bleeding all your colours into one
And if you come undone as if you'd been run through
Some catapult that fired you
You wonder if your chance will ever come
Or if you're stuck in square one.

Track 2

You're in control is there anywhere you wanna go?
You're in control is there anything you wanna know?
The future's for discovering
The space in which we're traveling
From the top of the first page
To the end of the last day
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are.
Under the surface trying to break through
Deciphering the codes in you
I need a compass,draw me a map
I'm on the top I can't get back
Whoah. Woah.
First line of the first page
To the end of the last place
You were looking
From the start in your own way
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are
Oooh.
You just want somebody listening to what you say
You just want somebody listening to what you say
It doesn't matter who you are
It doesn't matter who you are
Is there anybody out there who is lost and hurt and lonely too
Are they bleeding all your colours into one
And if you come undone as if you'd been run through
Some catapult that fired you
You wonder if your chance will ever come
Or if you're stuck in square one.

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by Stevie wonder

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
Far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Well, every moment spent with you
Is a moment I treasure
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
In this moment forever, forever and ever
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna miss one smile
I don't wanna miss one kiss
Well, I just wanna be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just wanna hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
'Cause I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
'Cause I'd miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't wanna miss a thing
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah
I don't wanna miss a thing
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by BT

טובת החן הביעי נועם מילדה אבודה,
מבט שטוף גלים גלים הטמון בכף ידה.
איך כל דרכיה מוזהבות מלוחות מדימעה?
איך מחשבי קיצים שחכו מה השעה?
חיוכך ממיס הרים ,
מבטך כל השירים.
כשבחוץ שולט הקור,
אווו עינייך עינייך קוראות לי לחזור.
יפת החן גרשי הקור אולי יופך יחמם,
הפסקנו כבר לספור במה ניתנחם.
אויר מסונן חיים בתוך בועה,
דמעות על פיצוצים ילדה רעה.
חיוכך ממיס הרים ,
מבטך כל השירים.
כשבחוץ שולט הקור,
אווו עינייך עינייך קוראות לי לחזור.
קוראות לי לחזוררר אוו אוו אווו
קבוצת חן בשיפתותייך,
כמה יופי עוד עלייך?
על בירכי ארד אתחנן,
עד איפה כח עד כמה חן?
עד כמה חן?
טובת החן הביעי נועם מילדה אבודה
(טובת החן הביעי נועם מילדה אבודה)
ילדה אבודה (טובת החן הביעי נועם מילדה אבודה)
ילדה אבודה אה אה אה
טובת החן הביעי נועם מילדה אבודה
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by Kasia Kowalska

[2Pac](Hook)
Nigga westside
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
[2pac]
Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin
Packed in a suburban, screamin outlaw runin on the curb
They never try me cause right behind me your killer team
I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine
This Hennessey'll keep me calm though
Sittin in the back of the club, tradin convo
Livin like a Don in my own mind
Signal Kadafi, nigga watch me with the chrome nine
All the time drinkin champagne
Walk through the crowd let the tramps hang
Niggas playa hate but do a damn thing
Picture me doin eighty down a one way
Stuck in the trunk, caught with gun play
So I gotta keep my eyes open
Gettin high, wonder why we gotta die smokin
My alibi, I'm victory
Like them other vile men I'm marked for death
Spendin my nights like its the last one left
I'm an outlaw
[Chorus]
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher I'm the last one left
Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave until I see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, guess I'm the last one left
[Kastro]
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by my balls
Prior to war is rider nigga only five six tall
Napoleon only knows on we outlaws fuck fear
better strap down to the feelins cause we out yeah
Thug passion all up in me
Feelin like I took some Henne
It aint easy I'm tryin to make a dollar out of two pennies
What we got with these rap niggas
Wanna pull they're gat niggas
Only got my side cause they think pac die nigga
Last niggas with our tape
Take a shot within our vest
Pac come and catch weight
Nigga we the last ones left
[2Pac]
If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outs jail it was hell but I'm finaly home
Lookin for niggas that was roofin that shit when I was locked back
Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked back
Fuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak
Bitch niggas be afraid to speak
We the last ones left
[2Pac]
[Chorus] (slight change)
Tell me am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher Like I'm the last one left
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, last one left
Am I wrong, I wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till I see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor (Yeah)
Puffin on a sweet swisher, I'm the last one left
[Napoleon]
I eat and sleep the worst shit, cursed from birth
Me and my team super supreme putin in work
I'm passed out, drunk as a fuck, till it hurt
And I call earl screamin fuck the world
I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife
And wify beefin wanna know if she gonna see me tonight
And i know it aint right, but its the life I got
And thats until I see Yak
And thats until I see Pac
Young know I lost control somebody hold me down
And if the world was a girl I'd stick my dick in the ground
Fuck the world
[2Pac](Varied Hook)
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Yeah
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
UH
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Outlaws in this motherfucker
UH
In this motherfucker right here
In this motherfucker
UH
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
UH
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
UH
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
UH
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside
(*fades out*)
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Track 2

by Steppenwolf

אגו טריפ
עלמה זהר
מילים: עלמה זהר
לחן: עלמה זהר
כביש מהיר, הרכב דוהר
חייב להיות בתנועה והוא, לא עוצר
איזה שפע של יופי, הנוף משכר
הוא קופץ רק לאגו טריפ
והוא תיכף חוזר
אז למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
אנשים הולכים אחריו והוא, ממשיך לנדוד
כל אחד חוטף נתח וכולם רוצים עוד
לגעת לרגע, לאחז לעולם
והוא איש גדול, יש מספיק לכולם
אז למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
יש גם איזו אישה, אבל הם לא ביחד
אהבה בלתי אפשרית וזה נוח לקחת
גבר של אישה אחת, הלילה זו את
אז למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
שנים של הרגל, הוא למד להיזהר
אם יתעורר איתך בבוקר הוא עלול להיקשר
חי את עצמו עד הסוף
אגו טריפ, הוא כתב על זה שיר
למה את בוכה
למה את בוכה
אגו טריפ, סיבוב הופעות
אגו טריפ, טיול מאורגן
אגו טריפ, מסע רוחני
אגו טריפ, היי אני כאן
אז למה את בוכה
אז למה את בוכה
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by Coolio

HILARY DUFF LYRICS
So Yesterday
You can change your life - if you wanna
You can change your clothes - if you wanna
If you change your mind
Well, that's the way it goes
But I'm gonna keep your jeans
And your old black hat - cause I wanna
They look good on me
You're never gonna get them back
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause
[Chorus:]
If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away
Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay
You can say you're bored - if you wanna
You can act real tough - if you wanna
You can say you're torn
But I've heard enough
Thank you... you made my mind up for me
When you started to ignore me
Do you see a single tear
It isn't gonna happen here
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause
[Chorus]
If you're over me, I'm already over you
If it's all been done, what is left to do
How can you hang up if the line is dead
If you wanna walk, I'm a step ahead
If you're moving on, I'm already gone
If the light is off then it isn't on
At least not today, not today, not today
'cause
[Chorus 2X]
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by Alex Gaudino

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now
I hear you're feeling down
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are the only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
I have become comfortably numb
Okay
Just a little pinprick
There'll be no more
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are the only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown the dream is gone
I have become comfortably numb
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by Soul Asylum

Busco un cariño bueno
un cariño cierto
que me deje huellas
de las cosas bellas.
Besos sabor a cerezos
con el embelezo
de una boca fresca
quien me los ofresca
Coro
Busco un corazón abierto
con todo al descubierto
busco un corazón abierto
no demasiado experto.
Busco el nectar que dieran
las rosas más rojas
en la primavera
ay, por vez primera.
Busco en el firmamento
entre las estrellas
si no da centellas
algo yo merezco.
Coro
Busco un corazón abierto...
Coro (bis)
Que haga juego la chapa
con mi llave
que nadie aprenda la clave
Coro
Que haga juego la chapa
con mi llave
que nadie aprenda la clave
Pregones
Evilla con evilla gozando
y hasta el otro día guarachando.
Yo no soy celoso que va
yo me voy al creer y no ma'
Que nadie aprenda
que nadie aprenda
pa'l canda'o esta mi llave
Tiqui tiqui ti ti ta
sonó el reloj y voy pa´llá
Esperando a que aparezca
un corazón, cuándo será?
Coro (bis)
Busco un corazón abierto
yo me lo merezco ya es justo
Coro (bis)
Busco...
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by Bob Sinclar

Yo no escribo para nadie y no para hacer música
Y no para llenar la página en blanco de esta hermosa
Entiendo por escrito, y lo veo todo sin vanidad
Y sólo tengo este blanco y me muestra lo que no sé
Y me hacen ver, ¿qué palabra no tiene
Por mucho que lo intento, no son más que palabras
Cuanto más me matan, son sólo palabras
Yo no escribo para nadie y no para hacer música
E incluso para llenar la página en blanco de esta hermosa
Entiendo por escrito, y lo veo todo sin vanidad
Y sólo tengo este blanco y me muestra lo que no sé
Y me hacen ver, ¿qué palabra no tiene
Por mucho que lo intento, no son más que palabras
Cuanto más me matan, son sólo palabras
Entiendo por escrito, y lo veo todo sin vanidad
Y sólo tengo este blanco y me muestra lo que no sé
Y me hacen ver, ¿qué palabra no tiene
Por mucho que lo intento, no son más que palabras
Cuanto más me matan, son sólo palabras
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