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Ljepa Brena Spammer
Posts : 4598 Join date : 2009-10-14 Age : 29 Location : Sunce
| Subject: Lady GaGA Fri Nov 20, 2009 8:12 am | |
| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-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-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! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-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 vertigo 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 freak bitch baby!) And you know that I need you I want a bad, 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! Caught in a bad romance Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh-oooh-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 Je 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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Posts : 4598 Join date : 2009-10-14 Age : 29 Location : Sunce
| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Fri Nov 20, 2009 8:22 am | |
| I know that we are young And I know that you may love me But I just can't be with you like this anymore Alejandro
Ohh..
She's got both hands In her pocket And she won't look at you Won't look you at She hides through love en su bolsillo She got a halo around her finger Around you
You know that I love you boy Hot like Mexico, rejoice At this point I gotta choose Nothing to loose
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch Just smoke one cigarette more Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro Alejandro Ale-ale-jandro Ale-ale-jandro (2)
Just stop Please, Just let me go Alejandro, Just let me go
She's not broken She's just a baby But her boyfriend's like a dad, just like a dad Draw those flames that burn before him Now he's gonna find a fight, gonna fool the bad
You know that I love you boy Hot like Mexico, rejoice At this point I gotta choose Nothing to loose
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro I'm not your babe I'm not your babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch Just smoke one cigarette and run Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto
Alejandro Alejandro Ale-ale-jandro Ale-ale-jandro (2)
Dont bother me Dont bother me, Alejandro Dont call my name Dont call my name, Bye Fernando I'm not you're babe I'm not you're babe, Alejandro Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch, Fernando
Dont call my name Dont call my name, Alejandro I'm not you're babe I'm not you're babe, Fernando
Don't wanna kiss don't wanna touch. Just smoke one Ciggarette and run. Don't call my name Don't call my name Roberto.
Alejandro Alejandro Ale-ale-jandro Ale-ale-jandro (2)
Don't call my name Don't call my name, Alejandro. I'm not you're babe I'm not you're babe, Fernando Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch Just Smoke one Ciggarette and run. Don't call my name Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro Alejandro Ale-ale-jandro Ale-ale-jandro (2) | |
| | | Ljepa Brena Spammer
Posts : 4598 Join date : 2009-10-14 Age : 29 Location : Sunce
| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Fri Nov 20, 2009 8:24 am | |
| Shawty, what yo name is? Them hustlers keep on talkin’ They like the way I’m walkin’ You saying that you want me So press record, I’ll let you film me On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone I love how you approach me Fresh white with your pants hangin’ grown man low Everything you sayin’ soundin’ good to me No need to convince me anymore Swag up, it’s right, one blade, it’s tight And I smell your cologne in the air Baby you doin’ somethin’ right You just cancelled every other man here You say you like my bag and the color of my nails You can see that I got it goin’ on I wanna make sure you remember me So I’ma leave my number on your video phone I got no time for frontin’ I know just what I’m wantin’ If it’s gonna be you and me When I call, they better see me on your video screen Them hustlers keep on talkin’ They like the way I’m walkin’ You saying that you want me So press record, I’ll let you film me On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone You my phone star And I’m happy when my lights flashin’ ‘Cause you on my receiver Hubba, hubba Honey, baby is so sexy that he should win an Oscar And when you miss me, just remember that I always got you with me I’ll be your Gene, you’ll be my Brando I’ma put you in my move if you think that you can handle (Can you handle it?) I know you like that (Can you handle it?) Turn you into a star, I got it like that (Can you handle it?) Baby don’t fight it, (Tell ‘em, B), ’cause when I miss yo call (Can you handle it?) [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]I hit you right back on my video phone (You like what you see?) Them hustlas like my fashion (You wanna video me?) They like the way I’m walkin’ (You like what you see?) You sayin’ that you want me (Go on and video me) So press record, I’ll let you film me On your video phone, make a cameo Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video If you want me you can watch me on your video phone Can you handle it? Can you handle it? (Tell ‘em, B) Can you handle it? Can you handle it? You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) You wanna video me? (Can you handle it?) You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) Go on and video me (Can you handle it?) You like what you see? (Can you handle it?) You wanna video me? You know them Gs, they be hollerin’, ’specially them hot ones Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston, to New Orleans When they see me, they be like “Yo B, let me call you” You breakin’ my focus, boy, you cute and you ballin’ You like it when I shake it? Shawty on a mission, what yo name is? What, you want me naked? If you likin’ this position you can tape it on your video phone Hustla keep on talkin’ You like the way it’s poppin’ You sayin’ that you want me Press record and baby, film me On your video phone, make a cameo (Film me) Tape me on your video phone, I can handle you (Film me) Watch me on your video phone, on your video, video (Film Me) If you want me you can watch me on your video phone Uh, uh, uh, ah, uh Uh, uh, uh, ah, uh (If you want me you can watch me on your) Video phone | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Fri Nov 20, 2009 8:26 am | |
| Beautiful, dirty dirty rich rich dirty dirty Beautiful dirty rich Dirty dirty rich dirty dirty rich beautiful Beautiful and dirty dirty rich rich dirty
We got a redlight Pornographic dance fight Systematic, honey But we go no money
Our hair is perfect While were all getting shit wrecked It's automatic, honey But we got no money
Daddy I'm so sorry, I'm so s-s-sorry yeah We just like to party, like to p-p-party yeah
Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich
We live a cute life Soundfematic, pants tigh-ter than plastic, honey But we got no money
We do the dance right We got it made like Ice cream topped with honey But we got no money
Daddy I'm so sorry, I'm so s-s-sorry yeah We just like to party, like to p-p-party yeah
Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich
A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich
Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich
X5 Bang bang | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:09 am | |
| jbt Harise pisi naslove pesama >.>
Paparazzi
We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out Got my flash on, it's true Need that picture of you It so magical, we'd be so fantastical
Leather and jeans, garage glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us it don't have a price Ready for those flashing light 'Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi
I'll be your girl backstage at your show Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah, cause you're my rock star in between the sets Eyeliner and cigarettes
Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi
Real good, we dance in the studio Snap, snap to that shit on the radio Don't stop for anyone We're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me Papa, paparazzi Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be Your papa, paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me Papa, paparazzi | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:10 am | |
| "Poker Face" Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas plays, Fold em' let em' hit me, raise it, baby stay with me, (I love it) Luck and intuition play the cards with spades to start, And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be A little gambling is fun when you're with me Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun And baby when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) I won't tell you that I love you [ Lady Gaga Lyrics are found on [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] ] Kiss or hug you Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' With my love-glue-gunning Just like a chick in the casino Take your bank before I pay you out I promise this, promise this Check this hand 'cause I'm marvelous Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) Can't read my, can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She gotta love nobody) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:10 am | |
| Love Games
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
I wanna kiss you But if I do then I might miss you, babe It's complicated and stupid Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid Guess he wants to play, wants to play A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough For my heart to quit it
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Don't think too much just bust that stick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
I'm on a mission And it involves some heavy touching, yeah You've indicated your interest, I'm educated in sex, yes And now I want it bad, want it bad A love game, a love game
Hold me and love me Just want touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough For my heart to quit it
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Don't think too much just bust that stick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
I can see you staring there from across the block With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh! The story of us, it always starts the same With a boy and a girl and a huh and a game And a game, and a game, and a game, a love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? (Let's have some fun, this beat is sick) Doin' the love game (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)
Let's play a love game, play a love game Do you want love or you want fame? Are you in the game? (Don't think too much just bust that stick) Doin' the love game (I wanna take a ride on your disco stick) Doin' the love game | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:11 am | |
| Again Again lyrics
You've gotta a lotta lotta nerve Coming here when I'm still with him And I can't have you, it isn't fair Born March of '86, my birthday's coming And if I had one wish Yeah, you'd be it
When you're 'round I lose myself inside your mouth You've got brown eyes Like no one else Baby make it to me
Again and again Again, again, again, again Never stop again and again Again, again, a-a-again, again Never stop, oh
He never really saw me Or waited when we were hooking up Yeah he'd a never last Last week when I was sad You said that you knew My eyes change from kinda green To kind blue, heya
When you're 'round I lose myself inside your mouth You've got brown eyes Like no one else Baby make it to me
Again and again Again, again, again, again Never stop again and again Again, again, a-a-again, again Never stop
They tell me if I leave him Baby would you be there 'Cause maybe you could Be m-m-mine all the t-t-time | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:12 am | |
| Boys Boys Boys lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani; Khayat, Nadir;
Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show You take just like glitter mixed with rock and roll I like you a lot, lot, think you're really hot, hot Know you think you're special when we dance real crazy Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers Let's go see The Killers and make out in the bleachers I like you a lot, lot, think you're really hot, hot Let's go to the party heard our buddy's the DJ Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that
Love it when you call me legs In the morning buy me eggs Watch your heart when we're together Boys like you love me for ever
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:14 am | |
| Boys Boys Boys lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani; Khayat, Nadir;
Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show You take just like glitter mixed with rock and roll I like you a lot, lot, think you're really hot, hot Know you think you're special when we dance real crazy Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers Let's go see The Killers and make out in the bleachers I like you a lot, lot, think you're really hot, hot Let's go to the party heard our buddy's the DJ Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray I like you a lot, lot, all we want is hot, hot
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that
Love it when you call me legs In the morning buy me eggs Watch your heart when we're together Boys like you love me for ever
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them
Boys, boys, boys, we like boys in cars Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in bars Boys, boys, boys with hairspray and denim And boys, boys, boys, we love them, we love them | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:14 am | |
| Christmas Tree lyrics Songwriters: Fusari, Rob; Germanotta, Stefani;
Ra pa pam pam, ra pa pam pam Ra pa pam pam, ra pa pam pam
Light me up put me on top, let's falalalalalalala Light me up put me on top, let's falalalalalalala
The only place you wanna be is Underneath my Christmas tree The only place you wanna be is Underneath my Christmas tree
Light me up put me on top, let's falalalalalalala Light me up put me on top, let's falalalalalalala
Ho ho ho, under the mistletoe Yes, everybody knows We will take off our clothes Yes, if you want us to we will
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious Oh ,oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious
Light you up, put you on top, let's falalalala Light you up, put you on top, let's falalalala Let's go
Ho ho ho, under the mistletoe Yes everybody knows We will take off our clothes Yes, if you want us to we will
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious Oh ,oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious
Here, here, here The best time of the year Take off my stocking's we're I'm spreading Christmas cheer Yes, if you want us to we will
You, oh ,oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious Oh, oh, a Christmas My Christmas tree is delicious
Space cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga And she goes Space cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga Here we go
Cherry, cherry, boom, boom | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:15 am | |
| Dirty Ice Cream lyrics
It's too much a mess and a stress To figure out and too much pressure on us, babe Last night you took me to the mall And then it started to get physical
But we've only been on one date, baby Yeah, I know it was fun till you start acting crazy I don't really find it very cute or sexy When you call or incessantly, t-t-text me
Don't be dirty ice cream, baby We could fall in love but it's too early to be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling It's not indecision, just my female intuition Telling me you can't be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling
I can't live with you, yes it's true or live without The kinda guy that I'm about You kiss me like a rockstar and You always wanna hold my hand
But we've only been on one date, baby Yeah, I know it was fun till you start acting crazy I don't really find it very cute or sexy When you call or incessantly, t-t-text me
Don't be dirty ice cream, baby We could fall in love but it's too early to be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling It's not indecision, just my female intuition Telling me you can't be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling
Don't be, don't be (dirty ice cream) oh no [repeat]
Don't be dirty ice cream, baby We could fall in love but it's too early to be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling It's not indecision, just my female intuition Telling me you can't be calling me like that Stop calling, stop calling | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:15 am | |
| Disco Heaven lyrics
Oh Disco Heaven, Oh Disco Heaven.
Get Back Bunny! It's getting cold in here little honey, We got a show to put on, Your dress and take a minute for us and Relax, Relax.
Cupid's got me with his bow and arrow baby, He'll hit you in the pants, Hot pants, Get the people to dance and Relax, Relax
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven).
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven).
Throw your hair back girlie! Throw it like those girls in the movies, We got a show to put on, Your dress and take a minute for us and, Relax, Relax.
The ball is turning, 300 mirrors are burning through, The hearts of the crowd in the back, Hipsters banging the track to the, Music, Music.
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven).
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven).
Oh we got that disco, D-I-S-C-O, and we're in heaven, H-E-A-V-E-N, Disco Heaven, Fells just like Heaven, Ah Disco Heaven, Ah Disco Heaven.
Now line for that dance, Yeah bring those fancy pants, You know there's disco in the air, And Hairspray everywhere, Ah Disco Heaven, Ah Disco Heaven, Disco Heaven, DISCO HEAVEN!
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven).
Oh the lights dim while we're dancing, Oh the floor is shaking in this Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven) D-Disco Heaven, (Oh Disco Heaven). | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:16 am | |
| Eh Eh lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani; Kierszenbaum, Martin;
Cherry, cherry, boom, boom Gaga
Boy, we've had a real good time And I wish you the best on your way, eh, eh I didn't mean to hurt you I never thought we'd fall out of place, eh, eh
I have something that I love long, long But my friends keepa' tellin' me that something's wrong Then I met someone And eh, there's nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh
Not that I don't care about you Just that things got so compliqué, eh, eh I met somebody cute and funny Got each other and that's funny, eh, eh, eh
I have something that I love long, long But my friends keepa' tellin' me that something's wrong Then I met someone And eh, there's nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh, I wish he never looked at me that way Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh
I have something that I love long, long But my friends keepa' tellin' me that something's wrong Then I met someone And eh, there's nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say
Eh, eh, wish he never looked at me that way Eh, eh, there's nothing else I can say Eh, eh, cherry, cherry, boom, boom
Eh, eh Oh, yeah All I can say is, eh | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:16 am | |
| Fashion lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani; Khayat, Nadir;
Red one, Heidi Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer
I am, I'm too fabulous I'm so fierce that it's so nuts I live, to be model thin Dress me, I'm your mannequin
J'adore, Vivienne I really want Pucci, Fendi, and Cardin, Valentino, Armani too Madame love them Jimmy Choo
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be I am anyone you want me to be
Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer
I need, some new stilettos Can't walk, down the street in those You are, who you wear it's true A girl's just as hot as the shoes she choose
J'adore, Weitzman I really want Louis, Dolce Gabbana, Alexander McQueen, eh ou Madame love those Minolo
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be I am anyone you want me to be
Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be
Fashion put it all on me Don't you want to see these clothes on me Fashion put it all on me I am anyone you want me to be
Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer Oh, oh, la, la, la We love designer | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:17 am | |
| I Like It Rough lyrics
(I like it rough)
Your love is nothing I can’t fight Can’t sleep with the man who dims my shine I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when- I know you’re outside banging but I won’t let you in ‘Cus it’s a hard life, with love in the world And I'm a hard girl lovin’ me's like chewing on pearls
You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough
Won’t go without my fix tonight It’s a little too rough Prom Girl wipes her tears with silver lines And she can’t get enough
I’m in the bedroom with tissues and when- I know you’re outside banging but I won’t let you in ‘Cus it’s a hard life, with love in the world And I'm a hard girl lovin' me's like straightening curls
You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough
Shiny and I know it Don’t know why you wanna blow it Need a man who likes it rough Likes it rough, likes it rough (baby likes it a-rough) Shiny and I know it Don’t know why you wanna blow it Need a man who likes it rough Likes it rough, likes it rough (baby likes it a-rough) *repeat*
Is it cus you don't mean it? Or because I don’t feel it? Yes it’s rough Is it cus you don't mean it? Or because I don’t feel it? Yes it’s rough
You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough You got me wondering why I- I like it rough, I-I like it rough, I-I like it rough | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:18 am | |
| Just Dance lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani;
RedOne, Konvict GaGa, oh-oh, eh
I?ve had a little bit too much, much All of the people start to rush, start to rush by How does he twist the dance? Can?t find a drink, oh man Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
What?s going on on the floor? I love this record baby but I can?t see straight anymore Keep it cool, what?s the name of this club? I can?t remember but it?s alright, a-alright
Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth, oh oh oh-oh How?d I turn my shirt inside out? Inside outright Control your poison babe, roses have thorns they say And we?re all getting hosed tonight, oh oh oh-oh
What?s going on on the floor? I love this record baby but I can?t see straight anymore Keep it cool, what?s the name of this club? I can?t remember but it?s alright, a-alright
Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance, dance, just, j-j-just
When I come through on the dance floor checkin? out that catalog Can?t believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw And I ain?t gon? give it up, steady tryin? to pick it up like a car I?ma hit it, I?ma hit it and flex and do it until tomorr? yeah
Shawty I can see that you got so much energy The way you?re twirlin? up them hips 'round and 'round And now there?s no reason at all why you can?t leave here with me In the meantime stay and let me watch you break it down
And dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance
Woo! Let?s go!
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Got my blueprint, it?s symphonic Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic
Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Got my blueprint, it?s symphonic Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic
Go! Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle I got it, just stay close enough to get it Don?t slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it Spend the lasto (I got it) In your pocko (I got it)
Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm
Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:18 am | |
| Kaboom lyrics
You gonna get that, You gonna get that, You gonna get that, Then I need the money.
You gonna get that, You gonna get that, You gonna get that, Then I need the money.
He talking to me, Like I'm a groupie, He's like a pirate, He wanna touch my booty, We all broke in this club, I'm tryna leave so, so what's up, No drink left in my cup, Better wake your soldier up.
Don't want love just give me your bling bling, Listen to me boy cause I need your thing thing, Hey there boy, not tryna be funny, Ima big girl and I need the money. Don't want love just give me your bling bling, Listen to me boy cause I need your thing thing, Hey there boy, not tryna be funny, Ima big girl and I need the money.
Kaboom, Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt), Kaboom, Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt),
Bang Bang boy wanna beat on my drum, Beat on my drum cause you know I come come, Bang Bang boy wanna beat on my drum, Beat on my drum cause you know I come come,
Ahahaha
My sheets are pretty I've got the pillows That sheet's expensive Baby that sheet's expensive I've got the stuff like egyptian queens Stop messing round cause u know what I mean Wanna beat on my drum (uh huh) cause you know I come come.
Don't want love just give me your bling bling, Listen to me boy cause I need your thing thing, Hey there boy, not tryna be funny, Ima big girl and I need the money. Don't want love just give me your bling bling, Listen to me boy cause I need your thing thing, Hey there boy, not tryna be funny, Ima big girl and I need the money.
Kaboom, Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt), Kaboom, Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt),
Bang bang boy wanna beat on my drum Bang bang boy cause u know I come come,
Don't make me lean on em Baby boy what's up Dynamite sh*t go Boom in the club, Baby boy get on Oooooh, alahh halahh alahhh
Kaboom Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt), Kaboom Let me see your body work (work), Work your body till you make your body hurt (hurt), Kaboom, Can you get in my system, I go fast I leave him in the dirt (dirt),
Kaboom! Hey jim,... bring the beat back. (Bring the beat back) Alahh halahh alahhh | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:20 am | |
| Mega Mix lyrics
A red one Conivct GaGa
Just dance. Gunna be okay. Da-doo-doo-doo Just dance. Spin that record babe. Da-doo-doo-doo Just dance. Gunna be okay. Duh-duh-duh-duh Dance. Dance. Dance. Ju-just dance.
Boys boys boys We like boys in cars Boys boys boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys boys boys With hairspray and denim Boys boys boys We love them!
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it) Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh, I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, Can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody) Can't read my Can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She's got to love nobody)
Leather and jeans Your watch glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us It don't have a price Ready for those flashing lights 'Cause you know that baby I
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be your Papa-paparazzi
Leather and jeans Your watch glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us It don't have a price Ready for those flashing lights 'Cause you know that baby I
I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be your Papa-paparazzi
Cherry cherry Boom boom GaGa
Boy, we've had a real' good time And I wish you the best on your way Eh eh I didn't mean to hurt you I never thought we'd fall out of place Eh eh, Eh eh
I have something that I love long-long But my friends keeping telling me that something's wrong Then I met someone
And babe, there's nothing else I can say Eh eh, eh eh There's nothing else I can say Eh eh, eh eh I wish you'd never looked at me that way Eh eh, eh eh There's nothing else I can say Eh eh, eh eh
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick I wanna take a ride on your disco stick Don't play too much just as that kid I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's play a love game, baby love game When you want love, when you want fame Though you in a game, though in a love game Let's play a love game, baby love game When you want love, when you want fame Though you in a game, though in a love game | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:20 am | |
| Money Honey lyrics
That's M O N E Y, so sexy, I
Damn, I love the Jag, the jet and the mansion Oh yeah And I enjoy the gifts and trips to the islands Oh yeah
It's good to live expensive you know it But my knees get weak, intensive
When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey
That's M O N E Y, so sexy, I That's money, honey
Damn, I'd love a boat by the beach on the west coast Oh yeah And I'd enjoy some fine champagne while my girls toast Oh yeah
It's good to live expensive you know it But my knees get weak, intensive
When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey
You know I appreciate the finer things But it's not what makes me happiest, baby (I can do without it, babe) Your tender loving's more than I can handle Never burn out this candle, baby, baby
K-k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey
When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey
When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey
When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:21 am | |
| No Floods lyrics
I never ever thought I'd live away From everyone I love and say goodbye Now I'm the princess of a downtown train Where everybody here, they know my game But when I walk down the street I hear them say "There she goes, that crazy girl, She thinks she's something in this world"
So I'ma close my ears and dream Cause life is never really what it seems In every mystery, there's a truth You know I'm tellin, I'm tellin you
No matter lightning or thunder, Buckets of rainwater You can't flood this town
In a world unknown You've gotta hold your own You can't stop me You're never ever gonna stop me now
On every street there is a memory, A time and place where we can never be again Street lights glow green, red, and yellow too Do you let signs tell you what to do? Yeah, when you say stop, Be sure that I'll say go To the stars in the land
Fre can't burn these hands But I just close my eyes and dream You can't deny me my astronomy
In every mystery, there's a truth You know I'm tellin, I'm tellin you
No matter lightning or thunder, Buckets of rainwater You can't flood this town
In a world unknown You've gotta hold your own And you can't stop me You're never ever ever gonna stop me now
Go ahead and don't believe Cause everyone needs a way to dream And love and you can't stop me No you can't stop me
No matter lightning or thunder, Buckets of rainwater You can't flood this town
In a world unknown You've gotta hold your own And you can't stop me You're never ever ever gonna stop me
No matter lightning or thunder, Buckets of rainwater You can't flood this town
In a world unknown You've gotta hold your own | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:21 am | |
| Paper Gangsta lyrics Songwriters: Germanotta, Stefani; Khayat, Nadir;
Midnight rush with a pen in my hand Inkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan Remembering me before it began Sometimes I felt so def in the jam
'Cause the ones who loved me told me to stop Like home girl can't catch shit if it drops A superwoman chick you know that I am Some shit don't fly by me in a man
'Cause I do not accept any less Than someone just as real, as fabulous
Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign away my life to someone Who's got the flavor but don't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business, not interested in fakers
Don't want no paper gangsta, uh, oh Don't want no paper gangsta, uh, oh
Got something really shiny to start Want me to sign there on your range rover heart? I've heard it before, yeah, the dinners were nice Till your diamond words melted into some ice
You should been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California Paper gangsta and I'm lookin' for love Not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing But, "you've been played"
'Cause I do not accept any less Than someone just as real, as fabulous | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:22 am | |
| Rock Show lyrics
Hold her hand through the black light Baby it's a forest land of trick slides Honey just take your time Close her eyes
"I'm scared," she whispered As she wants to hide Into a back room where She paints on a smile She hears a sound She hears a sound
It could have been love It could have been anybody Anybody, uh-oh She waited for love But there wasn't anybody Around so she left Town with the rock show
Keep it cool at the freakshow Baby its a happy place If you lose it, honey Just take your time Close his eyes
"Touch me," he whispered As he walks to the light From the window There's visions of A house in the night He hears a sound He hears a sound
It could have been love It could have been anybody Anybody, uh-oh He waited for love But there wasn't anybody Around so he left Town with the rock show
Hold her, tell her that you need her Please undress her slowly, uh-oh Never hold the girl too tightly She can't breathe when you speak Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh!
It could have been love It could have been anybody Anybody, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh We waited for love But there wasn't anybody Around so we left Town with the rock show
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:22 am | |
| Second Time Around lyrics
Last time, I thought we had this talk Boy, you were getting ready to leave I thought that baby you were done 'Cause for a while, you could barely look at me
This time, I thought that we'd be fine That I'd forget the thing that you said I tried crossing out your words But baby, you can not forget the past Can not forget the past Still, baby
I'm so unpredictable, you don't know what to think So unemotional, wonder if I'm still in love You see, I don't know what to tell you now It's always harder the second time around I'm so unbreakable, just like you used to be So unemotional, boy I can't forget the way you were with me I don't know what to tell you know It's always harder the second time around
The second time around
We tried going back to Joe's That was always our favorite place Long rides, baby by the coast Do you remember where we stayed?
Last time, we were hanging out You were acting kind of strange Now it's the second time around I'm starting to see, it's me that feels this way (My heart just speaks to me) It's me that feels this way I know that you are the one that is brave
I'm so unpredictable, you don't know what to think So unemotional, wonder if I'm still in love You see, I don't know what to tell you now It's always harder the second time around I'm so unbreakable, just like you used to be So unemotional, boy I can't forget the way you were with me I don't know what to tell you know It's always harder the second time around
I'm not sure the best way to say this But I can't pretend to love you no more, babe This Ferris wheels got me crazy Maybe the second time around is not meant for us, baby Not meant for us, baby
I'm so unpredictable, you don't know what to think So unemotional, wonder if I'm still in love You see, I don't know what to tell you now It's always harder the second time around I'm so unbreakable, just like you used to be So unemotional, boy I can't forget the way you were with me I don't know what to tell you know It's always harder the second time around | |
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| Subject: Re: Lady GaGA Sun Nov 22, 2009 3:23 am | |
| Shake Your Kitty lyrics
Ow, come here boy
I met a drummer last week I pulled ... down With ... I want you more
He cried, "Mother! What'd you do to me?" I said, "Mother mother mother's for babies Call me kitty."
Yeah
Shake your kitty Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
Shake your kitty Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
Shake your shake Shake shake Shake your sh-shake Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake
I took a drummer by the hand To the choke ... then We hit the floor With your ... pin And your dark side burns I want you more
He cried, "Mother! What'd you do to me?" I said, "Mother mother mother's for babies Call me kitty."
Oh, why dontcha
Shake your kitty Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
Shake your kitty Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
You'll never call me by my name But I still want you You play some pretty tricky games But I still want you Your best friend drives a fancy car But I still want you You're working every hour But, but I still want you yeah!
If you see a girl this pretty Shake her, shake her, shake her kitty When you see a girl that's pretty Shake it, shake it, shake that kitty
Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
Shake your kitty Why don't you Shake your kitty (meow) Put your arms around me, babe I'm giving you permission to feel me
When you see a girl this pretty Shake her, shake her, shake her kitty When you see a girl that's pretty Shake your, shake your, shake that kitty
Shake your shake Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake | |
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