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We had our night Our real nature, No more time to decide, Let it climb, let it ignite
I can be cool I can be anything I’ll be your everything Just touch me baby
Hooker Hooker Government Hooker
(that girl better turn around) (get her on the ground) (that girl better turn around) (get down)
Government Hooker, hooker She wrote her heart prayer Pull the trigger off And shape sounds of her sister
I’m gonna drink my tears tonight I’m gonna drink my tears and cry ‘Cause I know you love me baby
Government Hooker, Hooker, Heart to heart prayer, She faked pulling the trigger Daddy, mommy has made a crigger
Hooker Hooker Government Hooker
(that girl better turn around) (get her on the ground) (that girl better turn around) (get down)
I’m gonna drink my tears tonight I’m gonna drink my tears and cry ‘Cause I know you love me baby
Put your hands on me John F. Kennedy I’ll make you squeal baby
Love, Love The placenta you were born And now you strove The sex is good, invite your mates
Government Hooker, hooker She wrote her heart prayer Pull the trigger off And shape sounds of her sister
I’m gonna drink my tears tonight I’m gonna drink my tears and cry ‘Cause I know you love me baby.
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I never was the kind of girl, That’s naturally sure when it comes to love, oh no! I was insecure, insecure.
But when it comes to you and me, I can’t deny this feeling inside, oh no! I never felt like this before, this before. No, no, no.
[*] (Ohhhh) I’m seeing all the signs from above. (Ohhhh) I’m gonna be the one that he loves, I was made for loving him. The fashion of his love. Oh yeah!
[**] (Ohhhh) I’m gonna be his first and last kiss. (Ohh) ‘Cause honey I was born to be his. I was made for loving him. The fashion of his love.
You know that I’d never cheat on a man. ‘Cause I’m not like that. I’m physically crafted to be As fitting as McQueen.
But when it comes to clothing, I’m bad. I’m fashionably just designed to be rad. Oh and he’s no accessory to me. No, no, no.
No, I just can’t seem to forget you No I can’t for just as long as I met you. You’re my babe, right through. I was made for you (made for you).
[* repeat] [** repeat]
They say I need a strong man, not just a friend But baby, my search is done. No longer reason to pry or to justify, How I feel for you, my love.
I’m seeing all the signs from above. I’m gonna be the one that he loves, I was made for loving him. Oh yeaah!
[* repeat] [** repeat x2].
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My body is sanctuary My blood is pure (Do doo do Do doo Do doo) You want me bad I think you’re cool But I’m not sure (Do doo do Do doo Do doo)
Follow me Don’t be such a holy fool Follow me I need something more from you
It’s not about sex or champagne You holy fool
If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you wanna steal my heart away Meet me, meet me baby in a safe place Come on meet me In Electric Chapel
Confess to me where you have been Next to the bar (Do doo do Do doo Do doo) Pray for your sins Right under the glass disco ball (Do doo do Do doo Do doo)
Follow me Don’t be such a holy fool Follow me I need something sacred from you Together we’ll both find a way To make a pure love work in a dirty way
If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you wanna steal my heart away Meet me, meet me baby in a safe place Come on meet me In Electric Chapel
Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh
If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you want me Meet me at Electric Chapel If you wanna steal my heart away Meet me, meet me baby in a safe place Come on meet me In Electric Chapel.
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Love is just a history that they may prove And when you’re gone I’ll tell them my religion’s you
When Pontius comes to kill the king upon his throne I’m ready for their stones.
I’ll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands, Above my head, head, head Like Jesus, said I’m gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head Hands together Forgive him before he’s dead Because
I won’t cry for you I won’t crucify the things you do I won’t cry for you, see When you’re gone I’ll still be bloody Mary
We are not just art for Michelangelo To carve. He can’t rewrite the agro of my furied heart. I’ll wait On mountain tops in Paris cold Je ne veux pas mourir toute seule [French: I do not want to die alone] I’ll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands, Above my head, head, head Like Jesus, said I’m gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head Hands together Forgive him before he’s dead Because
I won’t cry for you I won’t crucify the things you do I won’t cry for you, see When you’re gone I’ll still be bloody Mary
Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, Gaga, Gaga Dum dum da da da Dum dum da da da da da da Dum dum da da da Dum dum da da da da da da
Dum dum da da da
I won’t cry for you I won’t crucify the things you do do do I won’t cry for you (Gaga), see When you’re gone (Gaga) I’ll still be Bloody Mary Gaga Whoah Whoah Whoah, Whoah Whoah Whoah, Whoah Whoah Whoah Whoah Whoah Whoah, Whoah Whoah Whoah
Oh, Liberaté, mi amor [French: Oh, Free, I Love].
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Black, black, black Black, black, black Black, black, black.
Jesus is the new black Jesus is the new black Jesus is the new black Jesus is the new black, aow!
I grew up in New York City, Since I was born on Broadway, baby! Moved downtown when I was just nineteen, To start a new life on the New York scene.
There’s no way I could be stopped, Was taking my best shot, I had a better plan. There’s no way I could be stopped, Was coming for your spot. I’m in a battle, man.
[*] Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus. Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus.
Dancing in my revelation, Underground pop civilization. Concrete poetry to feed my mind, Old symbolism was left behind.
There’s no way I could be stopped, Was taking my best shot, I had a better plan, There’s no way I could be stopped, Was coming for your spot. I’m in a battle, man.
[* repeat]
Put on, A-Amen Fashion Celebrate, uh uh! A new compassion
Put on, Amen Fashion Celebrate, uh uh! Style your passion.
Put on, A-Amen Fashion Celebrate, uh uh! A new compassion.
Put on, Amen Fashion Celebrate, uh uh! Wear out your vision.
Black Jesus Black Jesus Black Jesus Jesus is the new black, aow!!
Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus. Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus.
Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus. Amen, on the runway, dressed in his best. Amen Fashion, on the runway, Work it! Black Jesus.
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We don’t care what people say, we know the truth Enough is enough of this horse shit I am not a freak, I was born with my free gun. Don’t tell me I’m less than my freedom.
I’m a bitch, I’m a loser baby maybe I should quit I’m a jerk, wish I had the money but I can’t find work I’m a brat, I’m a selfish punk, I really should be smacked My parents tried until they got divorced ‘cause I ruined their lives
[Chorus] I’m a bad kid and I will survive Oh I’m a bad kid, don’t know wrong from right I’m a bad kid and this is my life One of the bad kids, don’t know wrong from right (This is my life)
Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby A bad kid baby (Don’t be insecure)
I’m a twit, degenerate young rebel and I’m proud of it Pump your fist if you would rather mess up than put up with this I’m a nerd, I chew gum and smoke in your face, I’m absurd I’m so bad and I don’t give a damn, I love it when you’re mad When you’re mad, when you’re mad.
[Chorus] I’m a bad kid and I will survive Oh I’m a bad kid, don’t know wrong from right I’m a bad kid and this is my life One of the bad kids, don’t know wrong from right (This is my life)
Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby A bad kid baby (Don’t be insecure)
I’m not that typical baby I’m a bad kid like my mom and dad made me I’m not that cool and you hate me I’m a bad kid, that’s the way that they made me
I’m a bad kid I’m disastrous Give me your money or I’ll hold my breath I’m a bad kid and I will survive One of the bad kids, don’t know wrong from right
Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby Don’t be insecure if your heart is pure You’re still good to me if you’re a bad kid baby A bad kid baby
A bad kid baby A bad kid baby A bad kid baby.
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[INTRO:] I met a girl in east LA In floral shorts – as sweet as May She sang in eights in two Barrio chords We fell in love, but not in court
La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la
Manos- Manos-
[POST-CHORUS:] Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano
[VERSE 1:] Mis canciones son de la revolución Mi corazón me duele por mi generación
If you love me, we can marry, on the west coast, On a Wednesday, en un verano, en agosto
[CHORUS:] I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your language oh no (La-la-la-la-la-la) I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your Jesus Christo (La-la-la-la-la-la)
[POST-CHORUS:] Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano
[VERSE 2:] I will fight for, I have fought for how I love you (La-la-la-la-la-la) I have cried for, I will die for how I care (La-la-la-la-la-la) In the mountains, las campanas están sonando (The bells are pealing) Todos los chicos (chicas), y los chicos (chikas) están besando [And the boys (girls), and the boys (girls) are kissing]
[CHORUS:] I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your language oh no (La-la-la-la-la-la) I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your Jesus Christo (La-la-la-la-la-la) I don’t speak your, I don’t speak your Americano (La-la-la-la-la-la) I don’t speak your, I won’t speak your Jesus Christo (La-la-la-la-la-la)
[POST-CHORUS:] Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano Ahhhhh America Americano
[BRIDGE/OUTRO:] Don’t you try and catch me, Don’t you try and catch me, No! No! No! No! I’m living on the edge of, Living on the edge of the law, law, law, law
Don’t you try and catch me, Don’t you try and get me, No! No! No! No! Don’t you try to catch me, I’m living on the edge of the law, law, law, law.
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Artist: Lady Gaga Album: The Fame Monster Year: 2009 Genre: Pop
Download album The Fame Monster
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance
I want your ugly I want your disease I want your everything As long as it’s free I want your love (Love-love-love I want your love)
I want your drama The touch of your hand I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand I want your love Love-love-love I want your love (Love-love-love I want your love)
You know that I want you And you know that I need you I want it bad, your bad romance
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh–oh-oh!) I want your love and All your lovers’ revenge You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance
I want your horror I want your design ‘Cause you’re a criminal As long as your mine I want your love (Love-love-love I want your love-uuhh)
I want your psycho Your vertical stick Want you in my rear window Baby you’re sick I want your love Love-love-love I want your love (Love-love-love I want your love)
You know that I want you (‘Cause I’m a free bitch baby!) And you know that I need you I want it bad, bad romance
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!) I want your love and All your lovers’ revenge You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance
Walk, walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy
Walk, walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy
Walk, walk fashion baby Work it Move that bitch crazy
Walk, walk fashion baby Work it I’m a freak bitch, baby
I want your love and I want your revenge I want your love I don’t wanna be friends
Je veux ton amour Et je veux ta revanche J’veux ton amour I don’t wanna be friends Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh! I don’t wanna be friends (Caught in a bad romance) I don’t wanna be friends Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh! Want your bad romance (Caught in a bad romance) Want your bad romance!
I want your love and I want your revenge You and me could write a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh! I want your love and All your lovers’ revenge You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Want your bad romance (Caught in a bad romance) Want your bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Want your bad romance (Caught in a bad romance)
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa! Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance.
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Don’t be scared I’ve done this before Show me your teeth Don’t want no money (want your money)
That shit’s is ugly Just want your sex (want your sex) Take a bit of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat) Take a bite my me Show me your teeth Let me see your mean
Got no direction (no direction) I need direction Just got my vamp (got my vamp)
Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat) Take a bit of me boy Show me your teeth The truth is sexy
Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright) Just tell me when it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me
I’m gonna love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth Just tell me when Show me your teeth Open your mouth boy Show me your teeth Show me whatcha got Show me your teeth teeth teeth teeth
Got no salvation (no salvation) Got no salvation Got nor religion (no religion) My religion is you Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat) Take a bit of me boy Show me your teeth I’m a tough bitch
Got my addictions (my addictions) And I love to fix ‘em (and I love to fix ‘em) No one’s perfect Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat) Take a bit of me boy Show me your teeth I just need a little guidance
Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright) Just tell me when it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m gonna love you with my hand tied
Show me your teeth Just tell me when Show me your teeth Open your mouth boy Show me your teeth Show me whatcha got Show me your teeth teeth teeth teeth Show me your teeth
My religion is you My religion is you
Help need a man Now show me your fangs (my religion is you) Help need a man Now show me your fangs (my religion is you) Help need a man Now show me your fangs (my religion is you) Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright)
Just tell me it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m gonna love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth Just tell me when Show me your teeth Open your mouth boy Show me your teeth Show me whatcha got Show me your teeth Teeth teeth teeth Show me your teeth It’s not how big, it’s how mean
Show me your teeth Open your mouth boy Show me your teeth My religion is you Show me your teeth
I just need a little guidance Show me your teeth.
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Eh-eh Eh-eh
Ye-ha Ye-ha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Aha-aha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Ye-ha Ye-ha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Aha-aha
I love that lavender blonde The way she moves The way she walks I touch myself can’t get enough And in the silence of the night Through all the tears And all the lies I touch myself and it’s alright
Just give in Don’t give up baby Open up your heart and your mind to me
Just know when That glass is empty That the world is gonna bend
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine Stars in our eyes ‘cuz we’re having a good time
Eh-eh Eh-eh So happy I could die Be your best friend Yeah I’ll love you forever Up in the clouds We’ll be higher than ever
Eh-eh Eh-eh So happy I could die And it’s alright
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Ye-ha Ye-ha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Aha-aha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Ye-ha Ye-ha
Eh-eh Eh-eh
Aha-aha
I am as vain as I allow I do my hair I gloss my eyes I touch myself all through the night And when something fall out of place I take my time I put it back I touch myself Till I’m on track
Just give in Don’t give up baby Open up your heart and your mind to me
Just know when That glass is empty That the world is gonna bend
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine Stars in our eyes ‘cuz we’re having a good time
So happy I could die Be your best friend Yeah I’ll love you forever Up in the clouds We’ll be higher than ever
So happy I could die And it’s alright Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine Stars in our eyes ‘cuz we’re having a good time
So happy I could die Be your best friend Yeah I’ll love you forever Up in the clouds We’ll be higher than ever
So happy I could die And it’s alright.
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