Jolie

- Album: Unknown
- Singer: Roy Orbison

From the album unknown

Boudleaux and felice bryant

Jolie...
Jolie, jolie my cherie
Pretty little french girl i met in paris
Jolie cute as she could be
Throwing me her kisses from her balcony

She had come hither eyes
And charm from her head to her feet
Really my jolie was neat
Golly my jolie was sweet

Jolie, jolie my cherie
Wish i had my jolie over here with me

She had come hither eyes
And charm from her head to her feet
Really my jolie was neat
Golly my jolie was sweet

Jolie, jolie my cherie
Wish i had my jolie over here with me

Wish i hadn't left her over in paris
On her balcony
Jolie my cherie
Jolie, jolie, jolie, jolie...

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Amazing Grace

- Album: God Bless America
- Singer: Various Artists

From the album God Bless America

Tramaine hawkins---amazing grace

Amazing grace! how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now i see.

'twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour i first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'tis grace hath brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.

The lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing god's praise
Than when we've first begun.

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My Secret Garden

- Album: A Broken Frame
- Singer: Depeche Mode

From the album A Broken Frame

My secret garden's not so secret anymore
Run from the house holding my head in my hands
Feeling dejected, feeling like a child might feel

It all seems so absurd that this should have occurred
My very only secret and i had to go and leak it
My secret garden's not so secret anymore

No, my secret garden's not so secret anymore
Run through the fields down to the edge of the water
Can't stay long, here comes the reason why

She'll catch me if she can, take me by the hand
I'll have to keep on running and i just can't see the fun in
My secret garden not being secret anymore

It used to be so easy on days such as these she'd
Search and search for hours, in among the flowers

I loved it, i loved her

Play the fool, act so cruel (i loved it)
Read a book, take a look (i loved her)

It all seems so absurd that this should have occurred
My very only secret and i had to go and leak it
My secret garden's not so secret anymore

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Motivation

- Album: All Killer No Filler
- Singer: Sum 41

From the album All Killer No Filler

What's the difference of never knowing at all?
When every step I take is always too small.
Maybe it's just something I can't admit but lately,
I feel like I don't give a shit.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it to be.

What's the point of never making mistakes?
Self-indulgence is such a hard habit to brake.
It's all just a waste of time in the end.
I don't care so why should I even pretend.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it.

Nothing's new, everything's the same.
It keeps on dragging me down, it's getting kind o f lame.
I'm falling further behind, there's nothing to explain.
No matter what you say nothing 's gonna change my mind.

Can't pretend on doubt until the end.
It seems like leaving friends has become
This years trend and though I can't pretend.
It's not the same but who's to blame,
For all those stupid things I never said.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it to be.

Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them.
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration's never hard to brake it.
Situation never what you want it to be.

Never what you want it to be.
Never what you want it to be.

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What Happened To The Groupies

- Album: Cant Stay Away
- Singer: Too Short

From the album Can't Stay Away

Intro: captain save-a-hoe
Short, short, whats up man, this captain man check this out
I know you and b-legit finna get in here and get down on this song right?
But yall can't be talkin bad about broads, man, you know?
Yall in here talkin bout "suckin this" and "suckin that"
Aww shit, here come b pullin up in his 600 blowin big weed, yall be cool man

Verse 1: b-legit/too $hort

B-legit:
I blaze blunts all day get keyed all night
Be the one to take flight if the smoke aint right
I'm tight, nicknamed ike for the drama
It's baby and her mama, naked in a sauna
Down with the gang cuz them flows be hard
Blue mink, short, and my st. brenard
Super bad man all around hoo-j
Tell me what the fuck happened to the groupies

Too $hort:
What happened to the groupies, i thought they was comin through
To do everything we want em to
Supposed to be all good when they get here
Break niggas off, bitch we real playas
Baby in the red said "it's coo'"
She gonna give me some pussy, and some head too
I aint trippin though, these bitches takin too long
I'm bout to call some other hoes on the phone

B-legit:
Tell em i'm a hog nigga, need a triple-x bitch down to stick
Turn tricks switched the dick
Theres hips outside and i'm fo' sho' dat
And the finest ho she know where mo' at
Gotta show that, nigga tuck my jewels
Can't be slippin with a bitch, niggas know that shit
Hit me at the room when the hoes come
It be at 301 we callin for some

Too $hort:
Where they at b-legit where they at? (where they at)
Let these bitches know theres some real playas back
Told her meet me in room 510 on the mattress
If you do it right then i'll be back bitch
Another showdown, in yo' town
Let everybody know you my ho now
I'm feelin way too cool off the gin and juice
I'm bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too (and her friend too)

Captain save-a-hoe:
Damn, see man yall niggas is trippin man,
Niggas this '98 yall actin like its still '88
Short cussin, and all this bullshit,
Check this out--see baby and them leavin see?
Baby come here, c'mon, baby don't even trip, just kick it for a lil while
You know what i'm sayin? i'll take you to sizzler to go eat after awhile
I'll make em stop trippin, don't even trip baby its all good

Verse 2: too $hort/b-legit

Too $hort:
I'm feelin good, everything hooked up right
Before its all over i'ma be in som'n tight
Looked down at my hip to check my pager
Tryin to find me a bitch, fresh off the stage
Nigga aint hungry, fuck the after party
Told a cute groupie "bitch meet me in the lobby"
You know how we do it, told her bring all her friends
Next weekend we gonna do it all again

B-legit:
I said it out my mouth on the mic real loud
We at the holiday-inn, room 510
Bring all the bitches even if they dikes
We hyped, hoes eatin pussy tonight
Seen her in my mug, peepin my game
Lookin like she could take dick in the brain
We all champagne and cali green
I need a bitch like that on a pimp team

Too $hort:
It's after midnight, can't find the right women
Can't be slippin while you're late night pimpin
Way too many niggas got stuck like that
Waited too late then fucked a rat
Wake up in the mornin, mad as hell
With the wrong bitch in the wrong hotel
Shoulda gave up when you first struck out
Now you tryna get the fuck out

B-legit:
Man i was drunk when i went out, blow when i woke up
Didn't get to fuck cuz these hoes is ducks
Niggas like me need the head lay on
From bad ass bitches who prefer red bones
Rock microphones, later count g's
Could always spot a rat chasin niggas with cheese
Please, put it on freeze, it don't suit me
What happened to the muthafuckin groupies? (muthafuckin groupies)

Captain save-a-hoe:
What happened? nigga they all left, thats what happened
Yall muthafuckas gonna be sittin around all night talkin to each other
Oh thats cool, yall got some muthafuckin playboy magazines
So i guess thats why yall aint trippin, check this out man
Yall niggas gotta understand one thing man
Bitches don't love to be talked to like that, yall gotta break down
Be cool with a bitch, ya know what i'm sayin?
Show her some caring and shit, understand me?

Verse 3: b-legit/too $hort

B-legit
I remember when the shit first began
I used to fuck the dog shit out my biggest fans
Four in the mornin we hit the waffle spot
Then its back to the telly for some more cock
Shit was non-stop, don't choose too fast
Theres a gang of more bitches with way more ass
Up and down the hall with the bad-ass body
Groupies lookin for the after party

Too $hort:
I used to be wild as fuck, get my dick sucked
On the back of the tour bus with two or three sluts
Check into my suite, order somethin to eat
Knockin at my door, its another lil freak
Right up the hall on the same flo'
You could stand in line and run a train on the ho
Top-notch or rat, skinny or fat
B-legit, where all the groupies at? (groupies at)

B-legit:
In the room with the tricks gettin big faces
But they really wanna know how the dick tastes
I used to get fucked, fall asleep, wake up
Kick the bitch out and bump a freak
But nowadays, you gotta watch your route
Niggas savin hoes need to cut that out
So what they talkin bout, they shoulda been done came
I think they scared of a nigga with this real game

Too $hort:
What happened to the groupies, don't point your finger
They're all backstage chasin r&b singers
At the other concert, on the other side of town
I seen a few hoes but they wasn't down
Where the groupies at, i'ma ask yall later
Probably out tryna fuck basketball players
Silly hoes, rappers got mansions
But we aint tryna get into these tramp bitches

Captain save-a-hoe:
Yall niggas is trippin man,
Yall need to sit down and re-evaluate your morals man
Yall niggas gettin too old for this shit,
Yall gonna be sittin around in the club
Tryna figure out who goin home with ya old ass
You need to find ya a good woman, snatch her up, get her a bmw
She got kids, only do what you do, tell her "i got you"

Source from What Happened To The Groupies

Rudeboy Salute

- Album: Terror Squad
- Singer: Terror Squad

From the album Terror Squad

[ buju banton ]
Never jump up in-a mi face, cause i gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is fat joe alongside di banton
Hey (what about pun?
Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
Terror squad leader, come down..

[ verse 1: fat joe ]
When i was young i blazed the corner with a vengeance
Crack king descendant, 14 years old facin a sentence
Me and tone soul still co-defendants
Know your legends fat joe, soul blowin up sessions
Split dough with detectives to get my flow in protection
Through the ice on my gold you see your own reflection
Can't tell me shit about murder and movin weight
I got niggas that's off the scale that'll bust through you and your mate
It's proven today, armageaddon's comin sooner than late
We rappers that really blast, i know cuban relates
50 niggas of terror, rockin 560 leathers
Some of us are dyin to gain, but the name lives forever
Marked on my flesh to make my thoughts manifest
When i spark, no man's heart could withstand through the test
Apply the pressure like i used to do, but crack never left
I traded in my double breasted for a mac and a vest
What the fuck?

[ buju banton ]
Never jump up in-a mi face, i gun
Never judge a book by di cover dat's wrong
Dis is fat joe alongside di banton
Hey (what about pun?)
Lord
(rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
Tonight is a whole lot of fun

[ verse 2: buju banton ]
Tell them, icin this
>from the heart of kingston to the ice of alaska
Buffalo soldier, hardcore rasta
I am di originial, fuck di impostor
Determined to make it with or without ya
No borders, no boundaries
I've got to take care of my enemies
Don't you oppress, eleviate stress
Disrespect ??? wreckless
Artillery strapped over my chest
Bullet a-penetrate from right out to left
Skip and dive, duck like _the matrix_
>from the day i've been born i have been a target
Get-get-get, whenever whoever
Disrespect buju banton - never
Lord
??? clever
Wanted, make di front page of di ???
Terror squad crew, you're takin over
Over, over, over
Hear dis

Never jump up in-a mi face, cause i gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is fat joe alongside di banton
Tell them
(what about pun?
Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)
Rudebwoy ???? pon down

[ verse 3: big pun ]
Easy..
Seeeeeen?
Little baby jacker, raised my little sister while you baby-sat
Why she livin fat, she ain't got a baby back
Ya heard? cause where we at it's either live or die
I seen a nigga sky high from blye, cause he thought the shit was fly
I let you ride if you bustin
I let you die if you bluffin
Cause to die is the whole price of nothin
You fuckin with all brothers and bronx bombers
Who want drama, word to my dead and gone mama
Let me find the next muthafucka
Disrespect fat joe, the don carta
And i'ma have to jig a nigga like shawn carter
What's wrong, partner?
Punisher peel your banana, see you mañana
Leave your mama covered with a white ???
That's right, i'ma be there with my guns
Blowin the spot, i ain't got no hair on my tongues
Cause where i'm from we don't only talk the talk
We walk the walk, b-x, baby, new york, new york

[ buju banton ]
Never jump up in-a mi face, i gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
This was fat joe and buju banton
Tell them
(what about pun?
Rudebwoy, salute with your gun)

[ fat joe ]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha..
Buju banton
Original rasta gangsta
Fat joe
Terror squad massive
What, what?
Murderous
What

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Chachi

- Album: Jimmy Eat World Jimmy Eat World
- Singer: Jimmy Eat World

From the album Jimmy Eat World - Jimmy Eat World

Take me clear up.

Toss me off the tower that is 40 stories tall.
So I'm plastered to the floor.
I must confess, I'm not impressed with your everlasting line.
Take draw, take a look now.
Watch me melt, from man to a boy
and I'm always on the honor society.
With everything and anything around but no attention drawn.
Make me.
I'm just curious to how and why we shouldn't be amazed.
(so don't ask why)
Tucked in slick back heart attack, yet no one seems to care.
Take me clear up.
Toss me off the tower that is 40 stories tall.
So I'm plastered to the floor.
I must confess, I'm not impressed with your everlasting line.
Seen expiration come to effect ventilation.
Make me sweet thing.
(so don't ask why)
Goodbye

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