Music - text of songs

How do I get
Closer to you
When you keep
It all on mute
How do I know
The right way
To love you

Usually the queens
Are figurin out
Beating down the man
Is no work out
But I have no clue
How to get
Through to you

I wanna hit you
Just to see
If you cry
Keep holdin on
Hopin there’s
A real boy inside

But you’re not a man
You’re just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
That my love is real

But you’re not a man

I wish
I could just
Turn you on
But a battery in
And make you talk
Even pull
A string for you
To say anything

But with you
There is no guarantee
Only expired warranty
A bunch
Of broken parts
But I can’t seem
To find your heart

I’m such a fool
I’m such a fool
I’m such a fool
Cause this one’s
Outta my hands
I can’t put you
Back together again

Cause you’re not a man
You’re just a mannequin
I wish you could feel
that my love is real
You’re just a, a toy
Could you ever be
A real, real boy
And understand
But you’re not a man

Oh understand
That you’re not a man.

Comparasons are easily done
once you’ve had a taste of perfection
like an apple handing from a tree
I pick the ripest on i still got the seed

you said move on where do i go
I guess second best is all i will know

cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you
what you would do if
you were the one who was spending the night
oh i wish that i was looking into your eye

you’re like an indian summer in the middle of winter
like a hard candy with a surprise center
how do i get better once ive had the best
you said there’s tons of fish in the waters
so the waters i will test

he kissed my lips i taste your mouth
he pulled me in, i was discussed with myself

cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you
what you would do if
you were the one who was spending the night
oh i wish that i was looking into your….

the best and oh i do regret
how could i let myself let you go
and now, now the lessons learned
i touched and i was burned
oh i think you should know

cause when im with him i am thinking of you, thinking of you
what you would do if
you were the one who was spending the night
oh i wish that i was looking into your eye, your eyes, your eye
wont you walk through and
bust down the door and take me away no more mistakes
cause in your eyes i’d like to stay.

You gotta help me out
It’s all a blur last night
We need a taxi ‘cause you’re hung-over and I’m broke
I lost my fake id but you lost the motel key
Spare me your freakin’ dirty looks
Now don’t play me
You want to cash out and get the hell out of town

CHORUS:
Don’t be a baby
Remember what you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas

Why are these lights so bright
Oh, did we get hitched last night, dressed up like Elvis,
And why, why am I wearing your class ring?
Don’t call your mother
‘Cause now we’re partners in crime

CHORUS:
Don’t be a baby
Remember what you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas

You got me into this
Information overload, situation lost control
Send out an S.O.S.
And get some cash out
We’re gonna tear up the town
Katy Perry - Waking Up In Vegas

Don’t be a baby
Remember what you told me (x3)
Told me, you told me, you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That’s what you get for waking up in Vegas
Shake the glitter, shake, shake, shake the glitter, c’mon!
Give me some cash out baby
Give me some cash out, honey.

Artist: Katy Perry
Album: One of the Boys
Year: 2008
Genre: Pop

Download Katy Perry album One Of The Boys

Do do do
do do do do do
do do do

I saw a spider
I didn’t scream
Cause I can belch the alpahbet
just double dog dare me

And I chose guitar over ballet
and I’d take these suckers down
cause they just get in my way.

The way you look at me
is kind of like a little sister.
Not like a good vice
and it leaves me nothing but blisters.

so I don’t wanna be
one of the boy-y-y-oys
one of your guys
just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
that I just want to be
one of the girls
pretty in pearls
not one of the boys.

so over the summer something changed.
I started reading seventeen
and shaving my legs.
and I studied aveda religiously
and I walked right into school
and caught you staring at me.
Cause
I don’t want you no
but now you’re going to have to take a number
It’s okay, maybe one day
but not until you give me my diamond ring.

Cause
I don’t want to be
one of the boy-oy-oy-oys
one of your guys
just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
that I just want to be
your homecoming queen
their poster dream
not one of the boys

I wanna be a flower not a dirty ring
I wanna smell like roses, not a baseball team.
And I swear maybe one day, you’re gunna wanna
make out, make out, make out with me.

don’t wanna be, don’t wanna be, don’t wanna be,
cause I don’t wanna be, one of the boy-y-y-oys
one of your guys
just give me a chance to prove to you tonight
that I just want to be
one of the girls
pretty in pearls
not one of the boys.

do do do
do do do do
do do do
do do do do
do do do.

Artist: Katy Perry
Genre: Pop

Artist: Kid Rock
Album: Rock ‘n’ Roll Jesus: Parental Advisory
Year: 2008
Genre: Rock

Download album Rock ‘n’ Roll Jesus

Turn me up in the headphones

Been alotta cheap talk but I rock still
From the streets of Shanghai back to Knoxville
Sittin’ high on a mountain top holdin’ shop spreadin’ the good news
Been alotta false prophets and quick hits
And a lot of unAmerican bullshit
But the time has come to settle and the devil’s gonna make u choose

And just like a cold wind blowin’ can u feel me comin’ for u
Just like a freight train rollin’ packed tight full of rhythm and blues

Testify
It’s a Rock revival
Don’t need a suit
Ya don’t need a bible
Get up and dance
I’m gonna set you free yeah
Testify
It’s all sex, drugs, rock n roll
A soul sensation that you can’t control
And you can see I practice what I preach
I’m your rock n roll Jesus
Yes I am

Been alotta bling bling but it ain’t real
And alotta new kings but I won’t kneel
Sittin’ high on a mountain top, holdin’ shop singin’ the raw dog blues
Like in old Mississippi’s dirty cotton fields
Or in Detroit City’s unforgotten wheels
It’s the same song spinning but the same song’s always been true

And I’m gonna take my roll cuz I ain’t got nothin’ to lose
And I’m gonna save your soul if it’s really what you want me to do

(Repeat chorus)

Get on your knees

I’m your rock n roll Jesus.

(R.J. Ritchie, M. Young, K. Tudrick)
(c) 2007 RJR Publishing / Jo Ray Dean Music (BMI) / Bulldog Detroit (BMI).

I got my Cat Scratch Fever eight-track
My best friend’s in a gun rack
I’m a lowlife
I owe everybody money
I think racist jokes are funny
I’m a lowlife
I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I’m makin’ time, I’m goin’ out
With your wife

Cuz I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife

I got kids I never seen
And their momma’s seventeen
I’m a lowlife
I take strippers out to breakfast
You can add that to my checklist
I’m a lowlife
Ahh the landlord called the rent is due
I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo
I Rock n Roll all night

Cuz I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife
Livin’ the highlife

I’m watchin’ porno on the TV
Wonderin’ why she’d ever leave me
I’m a lowlife
The object of my affection
Asked the police for protection
I’m a lowlife
The romance is gone, I’m doin’ fine
Me and your mom had a real good time
Just last night

Cuz I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife

I make black music for the white man
Keep cocaine upon my nightstand
I’m a lowlife
Ain’t never hung out in the Catskills
But I’ve been to jail in Nashville
I’m a lowlife
I’ve got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I’m makin’ time, I’m goin’ out
With your wife

I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife
Livin’ the highlife.

Hey now darlin’, you thought it was all fun and games
Runnin’ ’round, telling everyone why we’re not together
I guess you just had to feel important
And I’m sure you thought I was just gonna sit back and take it on the chin
But honey, I’m a songwriter
And that darling is where you end and this song begins

Chorus:
I found someone new who treats me better
She don’t bitch about things we ain’t got
When I sing this tune it don’t upset her
She’s half your age and twice as hot

Oh she wakes up every morning and she folds my clothes
Doesn’t care about the strippers dancing at my shows
She knows that I love her so I just wanted you to know

(Chorus) !yee haw!yeah!.. (Chorus)

Oh she don’t start trouble cuz she dont need drama
She likes it in the mornin’ and she loves my momma
I’m her big poppa an she’s my little rock n roll

(Chorus)

She’s half your age and twice as hot
She’s half your age and twice as hot.

All my life I’ve been searchin’
All my life I’ve been uncertain
I been abandoned and left alone
At fifteen I had to leave home
The black sheep, the bad seed

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me
She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she’s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it’s all good
She’s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

Two packs and a pint a day
To hide the shame
And wash away the pain
Aww the pain
Every road was a dead-end street
Runnin’ from the law
And runnin’ on empty
You couldn’t shake the marks that were left on me

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me

She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she’s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don’t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it’s all good
She’s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

(Repeat)

Misunderstood
Misunderstood.

From hard luck tricks
To trust fund freaks
Bathroom stalls to penthouse suites
I been around
I been around
From the bottom of the barrel
To the cream of the crop
They’ve picked me up
And I’ve watched ‘em drop
I been around
I been around
I sang ‘em all a song or two
About simple things
Still I feel I’m bein’ used
Ain’t a damn thing changed

I’m an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
The only Cool Hand Luke left in this town
I get my lovin’ on the run
I’m a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
Let me show you right
I sure don’t wanna hurt no one

So, don’t tell me you love me
Don’t tell me you love, love me do
Don’t tell me you love me
Cuz love’s one thing that I cannot do
And it’s the only thing that I can’t give to you

From Hollywood hoes to backstage jive
Jacked up trucks and Gulf Stream 5’s
I been around
I been around
From silly little girls who play them games
To the rich and famous
I won’t say no names
I been around
I been around
You gotta touch the stove to learn they say
Get burnt and learn that way
You better keep your feelings at bay
Or honey you gonna pay

I’m an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
I’m the only John Wayne left in this town
I get my lovin’ on the run
I’m a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
I’ma fuck you right
I sure don’t wanna hurt no one

So, don’t tell me you love me
Don’t tell me you love, love me do
Don’t tell me you love me
Cuz love’s one thing that I cannot do
And it’s the only thing that I can’t give to you

So, don’t tell me you love me.