"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah"
Blah, Blah, Blah
You just wanna be my friend
Blah, Blah, Blah
Not that again
You're oh so amusing
It's all about using
You're unoriginal
I just don't have a prayer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's all I can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm so over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I've heard it all
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You're so pitiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Now I feel better
Not your type
Oh, but you touched me first
You have a girl on the side
Don't pretend it hurts
So I can respect you
And I can reject you
I can't let you have your cake and eat it too
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's all i can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might get it through
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I've heard it all
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You're so pitiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Ya know? I would have done everything
I would have done everything
Even worn your stupid ring
If that made you happy
Oh, would have been your beauty queen
Would have let you wash me clean
But you make me feel dirty
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's all I can say to you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm so over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I've heard it all
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You're so pitiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whatever
Now I feel better
TOBY KEITH LYRICS - Santa's Gonna Take It All Back
"Santa's Gonna Take It All Back"
You can have that perfume that you wanted
And you can have those earrings, too
I'll even get that TV set
But there's a few things you gotta do
'Cause you've been lettin' our love come second
And sometimes even third
Now, I've had enough and if you want that stuff
Hey, Santa's done give me the word that
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
He said he's gonna take it all back
If you ain't got it right come Christmas night
He's gonna put it back in the sack
You've got a lot of things on your list
And you better straighten up your act
'Cause if you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Hey, Santa's gonna take it all back
Got you a car back on your birthday
But that didn't get me nowhere
I did dinner and wine on valentine's
And you acted like you didn't care
Hey, it's time you loved your fellow man
That's what the season is all about
Now, I've heard it said that it ain't what you get
But baby, I'm plum give out
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
He said he's gonna take it all back
If you ain't got it right come Christmas night
He's gonna put it back in the sack
You've got a lot of things on your list
And you better straighten up your act
'Cause if you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Hey, Santa's gonna take it all back
Now, you've got a lot of things on your list
But if you don't straighten up your act
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Yeah, Santa's gonna take it all back
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Yeah, Santa's gonna take it all back
Aw, he's gonna get it all too baby
Box it up, put it up on that big sleigh
He might throw that car up with it
Wave bye-bye, I told ya, and I told ya
Santa's the man, baby
You can have that perfume that you wanted
And you can have those earrings, too
I'll even get that TV set
But there's a few things you gotta do
'Cause you've been lettin' our love come second
And sometimes even third
Now, I've had enough and if you want that stuff
Hey, Santa's done give me the word that
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
He said he's gonna take it all back
If you ain't got it right come Christmas night
He's gonna put it back in the sack
You've got a lot of things on your list
And you better straighten up your act
'Cause if you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Hey, Santa's gonna take it all back
Got you a car back on your birthday
But that didn't get me nowhere
I did dinner and wine on valentine's
And you acted like you didn't care
Hey, it's time you loved your fellow man
That's what the season is all about
Now, I've heard it said that it ain't what you get
But baby, I'm plum give out
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
He said he's gonna take it all back
If you ain't got it right come Christmas night
He's gonna put it back in the sack
You've got a lot of things on your list
And you better straighten up your act
'Cause if you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Hey, Santa's gonna take it all back
Now, you've got a lot of things on your list
But if you don't straighten up your act
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Yeah, Santa's gonna take it all back
If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
Yeah, Santa's gonna take it all back
Aw, he's gonna get it all too baby
Box it up, put it up on that big sleigh
He might throw that car up with it
Wave bye-bye, I told ya, and I told ya
Santa's the man, baby
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN LYRICS - Dancing In The Dark
"Dancing In The Dark"
I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is
You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby this laugh's on me
Stay on the streets of this town
and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
come on now baby gimme just one look
You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Hey baby
I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is
You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby this laugh's on me
Stay on the streets of this town
and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
come on now baby gimme just one look
You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Hey baby
LIL MAMA LYRICS - On Fire
"On Fire"
Hot Hot Hot
Hot Hot Hot
I'm Burnin Up
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up!
[Lil Mama:]
If You A Fan Hands In The Air Spend 360 Hot Cool Me Down Many Drinkin Ish See I'm Blowin Flames At You Girls Like The Back Of The Bat Mobile Or The Front If I Front You Steal Wouldn't Be Able To Practice Well Cover You Up Like Gasoline And Matress Well (Boom!)
Blow You Away Have You Lookin Like Chucky At The End They Threw Him In The Fire Can't Play In The Park With Me Sumthin Like The End Of The Day Roll With Me I'm a Show You Where You Gon Lay Where I Put You Is Where You Stay Should Of Known When The Street Lights Is On You Off I'm On Been Hood Since Born So Strong So Long To The Rest Of You Youngins Sit Around Watch Now Bout To Teach You Sumthin
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up!
[Lil Mama:]
Listen To This They Feelin My Style Lovin My Posture The Way I Break It Down The Industry Got A Problem 16 Spit A Hot 16 Like No Problem Yeah The Deal 16 Mill You Got A Problem You Start Them I'm a Come Finish Them Like My Name Sonya Blaze I? Most Chick Teenage Rappers Kno I Put It In I'm Gowin In Everytime I Touch The Pen Then Again Is What They Say Before They Test Me My Hot Tracks They Keep Gowin Like I'm Jetly Trust Me All Who Write Gotta Respect Me Trust Me I Dos Right Gotta Contest Me Don't Let Me Get Beside Myself Cause Then I Double Myself That's How You Trouble Yourself Me Plus Me Equals Eweee She Got It Bad Skill-Sum Path Of Mine Grown Women Never Had
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up! [x2]
[Lil Mama:]
So Far Ahead Of Myself I'm Bout To Start A New Life Me Slaughter You Not Nice Mama Mc But She Kno I Spit Light Right You Betta Think Twice So Let Me Do What I Dos Dos And Stick To Flows M A Sticker Heard You Stick To Yours I Deliever A Quick My Union Is Busting To Make You A Believer Even Bruce Springstings
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up! [x4]
Hot Hot Hot
Hot Hot Hot
I'm Burnin Up
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up!
[Lil Mama:]
If You A Fan Hands In The Air Spend 360 Hot Cool Me Down Many Drinkin Ish See I'm Blowin Flames At You Girls Like The Back Of The Bat Mobile Or The Front If I Front You Steal Wouldn't Be Able To Practice Well Cover You Up Like Gasoline And Matress Well (Boom!)
Blow You Away Have You Lookin Like Chucky At The End They Threw Him In The Fire Can't Play In The Park With Me Sumthin Like The End Of The Day Roll With Me I'm a Show You Where You Gon Lay Where I Put You Is Where You Stay Should Of Known When The Street Lights Is On You Off I'm On Been Hood Since Born So Strong So Long To The Rest Of You Youngins Sit Around Watch Now Bout To Teach You Sumthin
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up!
[Lil Mama:]
Listen To This They Feelin My Style Lovin My Posture The Way I Break It Down The Industry Got A Problem 16 Spit A Hot 16 Like No Problem Yeah The Deal 16 Mill You Got A Problem You Start Them I'm a Come Finish Them Like My Name Sonya Blaze I? Most Chick Teenage Rappers Kno I Put It In I'm Gowin In Everytime I Touch The Pen Then Again Is What They Say Before They Test Me My Hot Tracks They Keep Gowin Like I'm Jetly Trust Me All Who Write Gotta Respect Me Trust Me I Dos Right Gotta Contest Me Don't Let Me Get Beside Myself Cause Then I Double Myself That's How You Trouble Yourself Me Plus Me Equals Eweee She Got It Bad Skill-Sum Path Of Mine Grown Women Never Had
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up! [x2]
[Lil Mama:]
So Far Ahead Of Myself I'm Bout To Start A New Life Me Slaughter You Not Nice Mama Mc But She Kno I Spit Light Right You Betta Think Twice So Let Me Do What I Dos Dos And Stick To Flows M A Sticker Heard You Stick To Yours I Deliever A Quick My Union Is Busting To Make You A Believer Even Bruce Springstings
[Chorus:]
Oh! I'm On Fire Hit Me I Gotta Stop Hay! I Gotta Drop (Whoah) And Roll! Cause I'm Burnin Up! [x4]
CKY LYRICS - Genesis 12a
"Genesis 12a"
A new project unveiled not by man
Genesis 12/a is underway
The seed has been planted, the forming begins
Now, mankind, a new way to live
All around you can breathe
Genesis is now complete
Bitter cold bites the flesh
A world so new and fresh
All along we took advice as you were taking all of us
To genesis
Genesis 12/a
Now the magic begins with the nerve in its place
While you're waiting our hearts bleed your name
In a world like ours pregnant with disease
You're taking all of us!
What a long long time
You'll have to wait
For earth to die
And genesis to create
A new project unveiled not by man
Genesis 12/a is underway
The seed has been planted, the forming begins
Now, mankind, a new way to live
All around you can breathe
Genesis is now complete
Bitter cold bites the flesh
A world so new and fresh
All along we took advice as you were taking all of us
To genesis
Genesis 12/a
Now the magic begins with the nerve in its place
While you're waiting our hearts bleed your name
In a world like ours pregnant with disease
You're taking all of us!
What a long long time
You'll have to wait
For earth to die
And genesis to create
TECH N9NE LYRICS - Come Gangsta
"Come Gangsta"
[Intro: Some guys talking]
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paint on his face
Whow, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was a devil worshiper
You know you see a black dude with red hair
And a long beard, I mean look he look scary to me too
Yeah that nigga Tech man he sellin' out man
That..that's he's doin' that for the white folks
That white shit he doin' man
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Haters in these times
Niggas don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangster)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangster Niggas, who the fuck has always been the bigger G?
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz knuckin' bitches
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin'
Heres fuck you niggas this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' telling me this shit is hella fake)
Say, since way back in the days rappin'
The blaze happen
I raised raves craves days would blade packin'
And stage saggin'
They're wackin' Nina stays laid backin' I
(Rap at niggas constantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggas formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate cause you fakin', huh
Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh
Who's keepin' this shakin', huh
(Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggas know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangster for an old lady bro
Gangster niggas don't hate me no
Wanks niggas won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
OK
[Bridge 1: Tech N9ne]
I rep the town harder than any of you niggas
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Come gangster
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangster
Saggin' pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangster
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangster
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I should've been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done
Said a nigga might scare little' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
Really red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangster)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangster)
But I really ain't (Gangster)
I need to come a little (Gangster)
Scratch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangster)
You need a bit of that (Gangster)
You need to hang wit a (Gangster)
Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangster)
Brother Lynch is (Gangster)
The Bigger Figga is (Gangster)
57 RD Vs are so (Gangster)
The nigga fifty is so (Gangster)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangsters want a head blast
Cause I run with the red rags
And try make the feds flash
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bullshit I'm gonna' skip and try to go get the money grip)
OK, you niggas kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my shit
Cause you niggas fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankful to who?
By the way homie what's gangster to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can gonna' shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine!
This ain't no punk shit
Nigga this is strength at it's finest
I made this shit so you all you sins can rewind it
Meaning, you pussys who says this Tech shit ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real
You motherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, alcohol and bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangster track will demolish your whole tank
I've been with every rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard
Cause I bring the heater
Love me cause I'm your leader
Bitches they suck my peter
While I drinkin' Margaritas
Niggas get laid down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed clown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't pump my shit
If you say this ain't gangster then you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggas sound like a motherfuckin' circus
Fuck you motherfuckers!
[Outro: Yukmouth]
This nigga is the tightest nigga movin' man
I mean...Tech N9ne will demolish all you niggas
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it
Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk
Tech N9ne
[Intro: Some guys talking]
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paint on his face
Whow, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was a devil worshiper
You know you see a black dude with red hair
And a long beard, I mean look he look scary to me too
Yeah that nigga Tech man he sellin' out man
That..that's he's doin' that for the white folks
That white shit he doin' man
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Haters in these times
Niggas don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangster)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangster Niggas, who the fuck has always been the bigger G?
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz knuckin' bitches
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin'
Heres fuck you niggas this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' telling me this shit is hella fake)
Say, since way back in the days rappin'
The blaze happen
I raised raves craves days would blade packin'
And stage saggin'
They're wackin' Nina stays laid backin' I
(Rap at niggas constantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggas formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate cause you fakin', huh
Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh
Who's keepin' this shakin', huh
(Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggas know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangster for an old lady bro
Gangster niggas don't hate me no
Wanks niggas won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
OK
[Bridge 1: Tech N9ne]
I rep the town harder than any of you niggas
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Come gangster
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangster
Saggin' pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangster
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangster
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I should've been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done
Said a nigga might scare little' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
Really red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangster)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangster)
But I really ain't (Gangster)
I need to come a little (Gangster)
Scratch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangster)
You need a bit of that (Gangster)
You need to hang wit a (Gangster)
Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangster)
Brother Lynch is (Gangster)
The Bigger Figga is (Gangster)
57 RD Vs are so (Gangster)
The nigga fifty is so (Gangster)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangsters want a head blast
Cause I run with the red rags
And try make the feds flash
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bullshit I'm gonna' skip and try to go get the money grip)
OK, you niggas kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my shit
Cause you niggas fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankful to who?
By the way homie what's gangster to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can gonna' shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine!
This ain't no punk shit
Nigga this is strength at it's finest
I made this shit so you all you sins can rewind it
Meaning, you pussys who says this Tech shit ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real
You motherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, alcohol and bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangster track will demolish your whole tank
I've been with every rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard
Cause I bring the heater
Love me cause I'm your leader
Bitches they suck my peter
While I drinkin' Margaritas
Niggas get laid down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed clown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't pump my shit
If you say this ain't gangster then you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggas sound like a motherfuckin' circus
Fuck you motherfuckers!
[Outro: Yukmouth]
This nigga is the tightest nigga movin' man
I mean...Tech N9ne will demolish all you niggas
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it
Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk
Tech N9ne
LIONEL RICHIE LYRICS - Paradise
"Paradise"
Let me tell you this
Your love I can't resist
I just start to fantasize
Every time I look into your eyes
I want to laugh and talk
And say the words you long to hear
I want to fill you up with so much love
The real world will just disappear
Chorus: let me take you to a place I call paradise
Hold you in my arms every day and night
Tell you all the things that I really feel
Show you that my love is for real
Let me take you to paradise
Take you to paradise
Let me be your guide
On a magic carpet ride
To a place where love is pure
And our passions can endure
I want you to close your eyes and realize
A world for two
I want you to hear me whisper in your ear
I want to make love to you
Let me take you to a place I call paradise
Hold you in my arms every day and night
Tell you all the things that I really feel
Show you that my love is for real
Let me take you to paradise
Take you to paradise
Do you want to go?
Don't? you want to know?
About a real love
Give me just some time
You'll like what you find
I know
It's so plain to me
We were meant to be
I want to show you baby
We'll unlock all of life's Mysteries
And realize how great our love can really be
Let me take you to paradise
Let me tell you this
Your love I can't resist
I just start to fantasize
Every time I look into your eyes
I want to laugh and talk
And say the words you long to hear
I want to fill you up with so much love
The real world will just disappear
Chorus: let me take you to a place I call paradise
Hold you in my arms every day and night
Tell you all the things that I really feel
Show you that my love is for real
Let me take you to paradise
Take you to paradise
Let me be your guide
On a magic carpet ride
To a place where love is pure
And our passions can endure
I want you to close your eyes and realize
A world for two
I want you to hear me whisper in your ear
I want to make love to you
Let me take you to a place I call paradise
Hold you in my arms every day and night
Tell you all the things that I really feel
Show you that my love is for real
Let me take you to paradise
Take you to paradise
Do you want to go?
Don't? you want to know?
About a real love
Give me just some time
You'll like what you find
I know
It's so plain to me
We were meant to be
I want to show you baby
We'll unlock all of life's Mysteries
And realize how great our love can really be
Let me take you to paradise
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