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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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Lady Gaga - Bad Romance - Song TextArtist: 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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