Music – text of songs

I come home
In the morning light
My mother says
When you gonna live
Your life right
Oh mother dear
We’re not
The fortunate ones
And girls
They wanna have fun
Oh girls
Just wanna have fun

The phone rings
In the middle of the night
My father yells
What you gonna do
With your life
Oh, daddy dear you know
You’re still number one
But girls
They wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have

That’s all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls
They wanna have fun
Oh girls
Just wanna have fun

Some boys
Take a beautiful girl
And hide her away
From the rest of the world
I want to be the one
To walk in the sun
Oh girls they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have

That’s all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls
They want to have fun
Oh girls
Just want to have fun
They wanna have fun
They wanna have fun.

(feat. Noah Cyrus)

After twelve
Not so well
Won’t the breakfast
Sisters tell
What’s ’round
This bend
No disgrace
About this
Only thing
I dare to chase
You down again
You know

Nothing hurts
Like losing
When ya know
What’s really gone
Except all the blame
And I’m choosin
Won’t you long

I tried it your way
But I got
Nothing to show
It’s been
The same, same
And the story’s
Getting old
I guess the driveway
Will be
The end of the road
For us it’s too late
And the credits
Start to roll

A lot to say
About today
Let the radio
Break the silence
As we drive
A kiss goodbye
Not this time
Don’t remember
About this song
I never liked

Ya know
Nothing hurts
Like losing
When ya know
It’s already gone
It’s just
All the blame
And I’m choosin
Won’t you long

I tried it your way
But I got
Nothing to show
It’s been
The same, same
And the story’s
Getting old
I guess the driveway
Will be the end
Of the road
For us it’s too late
And the credits
Start to roll

I thought you knew
Everything about me
But I know
Nothing at all
I watched your tail
Lights fading
I’ll try to do it all
I remember
What it feels like
To know love
And have it taken away
I can’t think of what
I learned right now
But I’ll thinking
Of it someday

I tried it your way
But I got
Nothing to show
It’s been
The same, same
And the story’s
Getting old
I guess the driveway
Will be
The end of the road
For us it’s too late
And the credits
Start to roll

Roooooooooool
Credits start to roll
(Oooh)

I guess the driveway
End of the road
(End of the road)

Woo (woo)
Woo (woo).

I probably shouldn’t say this
But at times I get so scared
When I think about the previous
Relationship we’ve shared

It was awesome but we lost it
It’s not possible for me not to care
Now we’re standing in the rain
But nothin’s ever gonna change until you hear, my dear

Chorus
The 7 things I hate about you
The 7 things I hate about you
Oh you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends they’re jerks
And when you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you

It’s awkward and it’s silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
And when you mean it, I’ll believe it
If you text it, I’ll delete it
Let’s be clear
I’m not coming back
You’re taking 7 steps here

Chorus
The 7 things I hate about you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends they’re jerks
And when you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you

Compared to all the great things
That would take too long to write
I probably should mention
The 7 that I like

The 7 things I like about you
You hair, your eyes, your old levi’s
And when we kiss, I’m hypnotized
You make me laugh, you make me cry
But I guess that’s both I’ll have to buy
Your hand in mine
When we’re intertwined everything’s alright
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I like the most that you do
You make me love you.

Artist: Miley Cyrus
Genre: Pop

Artist: Mark Ronson
Album: Version
Year: 2007
Genre: Rap: Hip-Hop

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(feat. Amy Winehouse)

Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing and in my head I make a picture

‘Cos since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won’t you come on over Valerie, Valerie?

Did you have to go to jail, put your house on up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn’t catch a tan, I hope you find the right man who’ll fix it for you
Are you shopping anywhere, changed the colour of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay the fine you were dodging all the time are you still dizzy?

Yeah

‘Cos since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won’t you come on over Valerie, Valerie.Valerie,Valerie?

Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you’re doing and in my head I make a picture’

Cos since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over, stop making a fool out of me
Why won’t you come on over Valerie, Valerie.Valerie,Valerie?

Yeah Valerie.

(feat. Kasabian)

I’m on it, get on it
The troops are on fire!
Ya know I need it, much closer
I’m trading just a little more
Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire!
I’m much deeper, a sleeper
Waiting for the final trip
Come on it, get on it
I’m carving thru a letterbomb
I need it, loud potions
These drugs are just an hour away
Come on it, electronic
A polyphonic prostitute, the motors, on fire
Messiah for the animals

Ahhh, oh come on!
We got our backs to the wall!
Ah!
Get on!
And watch out!
Sayin, “Yer gonna kill us all!”

Ahhh…I’m on it, get on it
The troops are on fire!
You know I need it, much closer
I’m trading just a little more
Step on it, electronic
The troops are on fire!
I’m much deeper, a sleeper
Messiah for the animals

Ahhh, oh come on!
We got our backs to the wall
Ah!
Get on!
And watch out! Ah!
Before you kill us all!

Ahhh, oh come on!
Say ” we got our backs to the wall!”
Get on!
And watch out! Ah!
Before you kill us all!

(feat. Robbie Williams)

The only one I know, has come to take me away
The only one I know, is mine when she stitches me
(chorus)
Everyone has been burned before, everybody knows the pain
Everyone has been burned before, everybody knows the pain
The only one I see, has found an aching in me
The only one I see, has turned her tongue into me
Chorus
The only one I know, never cries, never open her eyes
The only one I know, wide awake and then shes away
Chorus
The only one I see, is mine when she walks down our street
The only one I see, has carved her way in to me
Chorus.

(feat. Kenna)

I don’t know why I let go
I want to be your friend
Flowers grow through my window and I love you again
Oh I love you oh
When you laid me down into your beautiful garden
Flowers in the love of my arms
Its God shining through to me I guess

Its God shining through to me I guess
I love you Amy

Do you still love me
I go to the places where we used to
I feel sad
I am out here looking for you

Sometimes I pretend
Oh I miss you oh
When you laid me down
Into your beautiful garden
Flowers and the love in my arms
Is God playing evil tricks on me

Is God playing evil tricks on me
Oh I love you Amy

Do you still love me.

(feat. Alex Greenwald of Phantom Planet)

Can’t get the stink off
He’s been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he’ll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow

You do it to yourself, you do
And that’s what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

Don’t get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You’ve changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I’ll get you
And teach you how to get to purest hell

You do it to yourself, you do
And that’s what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

You do it to yourself, you do
And that’s what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself.. yourself.. yourself…

(feat. Santo Gold)

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green -
I’m gonna put it in the fruit machine -
I’m gonna put it in the juke box -
It’s gonna play all the records in the hit parade -
This is the pretty green – this is society
You can’t do nothing – unless it’s in the pocket
- oh no -

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna give it to the man behind the counter
He’s gonna give me food and water -
I’m gonna eat that and look for more -

And they didn’t teach me that in school -
It’s something that I learnt on my own -
That power is measured by the pound or the fist -
It’s as clear as this oh..