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All these things that I have done... My new pick me up song....
THE KILLERS I'm going to marry the lead singer 
"All These Things That I've Done" When there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son One more son If you can hold on If you can hold on, hold on I wanna stand up, I wanna let go You know, you know - no you don't, you don't I wanna shine on in the hearts of men I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand Another head aches, another heart breaks I am so much older than I can take And my affection, well it comes and goes I need direction to perfection, no no no no Help me out Yeah, you know you got to help me out Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner You know you got to help me out And when there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son These changes ain't changing me The cold-hearted boy I used to be Yeah, you know you got to help me out Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner You know you got to help me out You're gonna bring yourself down Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down I got soul, but I'm not a soldier I got soul, but I'm not a soldier ... Yeah, you know you got to help me out Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner You know you got to help me out You're gonna bring yourself down You're gonna bring yourself down Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down Over and in, last call for sin While everyone's lost, the battle is won With all these things that I've done All these things that I've done If you can hold on If you can hold on WHATS YOUR PICK ME UP SONG? | |
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The Smiths - ASK
Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ?   | |
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Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin’ to the top The sheik he drove his cadillac He went a’ cruisnin’ down the ville The muezzin was a’ standing On the radiator grille Chorus The shareef don’t like it Rockin’ the casbah Rock the casbah The shareef don’t like it Rockin’ the casbah Rock the casbah By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound Degenerate the faithful With that crazy casbah sound But the bedouin they brought out The electric camel drum The local guitar picker Got his guitar picking thumb As soon as the shareef Had cleared the square They began to wail Chorus Now over at the temple Oh! they really pack ’em in The in crowd say it’s cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction The temple band took five The crowd caught a wiff Of that crazy casbah jive Chorus The king called up his jet fighters He said you better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the casbah way As soon as the shareef was Chauffeured outta there The jet pilots tuned to The cockpit radio blare As soon as the shareef was Outta their hair The jet pilots wailed Chorus He thinks it’s not kosher Fundamentally he can’t take it. You know he really hates it. | |
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KebobKing said: Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin’ to the top The sheik he drove his cadillac He went a’ cruisnin’ down the ville The muezzin was a’ standing On the radiator grille Chorus The shareef don’t like it Rockin’ the casbah Rock the casbah The shareef don’t like it Rockin’ the casbah Rock the casbah By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound Degenerate the faithful With that crazy casbah sound But the bedouin they brought out The electric camel drum The local guitar picker Got his guitar picking thumb As soon as the shareef Had cleared the square They began to wail Chorus Now over at the temple Oh! they really pack ’em in The in crowd say it’s cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction The temple band took five The crowd caught a wiff Of that crazy casbah jive Chorus The king called up his jet fighters He said you better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the casbah way As soon as the shareef was Chauffeured outta there The jet pilots tuned to The cockpit radio blare As soon as the shareef was Outta their hair The jet pilots wailed Chorus He thinks it’s not kosher Fundamentally he can’t take it. You know he really hates it. you need a hobby | |
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another good song that describes what i feel
"Behind These Hazel Eyes" Seems like just yesterday You were a part of me I used to stand so tall I used to be so strong Your arms around me tight Everything, it felt so right Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong Now I can't breathe No, I can't sleep I'm barely hanging on Here I am, once again I'm torn into pieces Can't deny it, can't pretend Just thought you were the one Broken up, deep inside But you won't get to see the tears I cry Behind these hazel eyes I told you everything Opened up and let you in You made me feel alright For once in my life Now all that's left of me Is what I pretend to be Sewn together, but so broken up inside 'Cause I can't breathe No, I can't sleep I'm barely hangin' on Here I am, once again I'm torn into pieces Can't deny it, can't pretend Just thought you were the one Broken up, deep inside But you won't get to see the tears I cry Behind these hazel eyes Swallow me then spit me out For hating you, I blame myself Seeing you it kills me now No, I don't cry on the outside Anymore... Here I am, once again I'm torn into pieces Can't deny it, can't pretend Just thought you were the one Broken up, deep inside But you won't get to see the tears I cry Behind these hazel eyes Here I am, once again I'm torn into pieces Can't deny it, can't pretend Just thought you were the one Broken up, deep inside But you won't get to see the tears I cry Behind these hazel eyes | |
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SHAWN DESMAN LYRICS
"Just About You" Oh whoa whoa Oh ho whoa Yeah yeah This much is true, it’s just about you [Verse 1] All my life, I ‘ve been waiting for you Girl you don’t even have a clue Let me tell you what I mean since you’ve been on my mind It’s just about you Diamond rings don’t mean ish to me Girl it's what's inside that I wanna see you People say that I’m crazy but, I won’t give it up [Chorus] It ain’t about the money that you make, It ain’t about the ice that you be rockin’ It ain’t about your house, It ain’t about your car, It’s about who you are, It ain’t about the colour of your hair, It ain’t about the clothes that you wear, This much is true it’s just about you. [Verse 2] I can’t help the way I feel Let me prove that I’m for real I can give you what you want and everything you need It’s just about you Tell me why you gotta look so fine, Girl your gonna make me lose my mind I ain’t trying to spit game on you, Girl this is the truth [Chorus] It ain’t about the money that you make It ain’t about the ice that you be rockin’ It ain’t about your house It ain’t about you car It’s about who you are It ain’t about the colour of your hair It ain’t about the clothes that you wear This much is true it’s just about you Yeah yeah baby [Bridge] You take me away, To a place I’ve never been And everyday, I’ll be there to say House, no car, no ,no hair, no no no clothes no no you wear babe no no no No no no house, car no no no no no no no It ain’t about the house no, no car, no hair no no no, Clothes you wear babe ( no no no) no no no And this much is true it’s just about you Yeah yeah babe… [Chorus] It ain’t about the money that you make (money that you making) It ain’t about the ice that you be rockin’ (the ice you be rockin’) It ain’t about your house It ain’t about your car It’s about who you are (it’s about who you are, baby who you are) It ain’t about the colour of your hair (the colour of you hair) It ain’t about the clothes you wear (the clothes you wear) Yay yeah Yeah yeah babe This much is true it’s just about you 
Ohh purple joy oh purple bliss oh purple rapture! REAL MUSIC by REAL MUSICIANS - Prince "I kind of wish there was a reason for Prince to make the site crash more" ~~ Ben |
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BACKSTREET BOYS LYRICS
"Incomplete" Empty spaces fill me up with holes Distant faces with no place left to go Without you within me I can’t find no rest Where I’m going is anybody’s guess I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you I’m awake but my world is half asleep I pray for this heart to be unbroken But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete Voices tell me I should carry on But I am swimming in an ocean all alone Baby, my baby It’s written on your face You still wonder if we made a big mistake I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you I’m awake but my world is half asleep I pray for this heart to be unbroken But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete I don’t mean to drag it on, but I can’t seem to let you go I don’t wanna make you face this world alone I wanna let you go (alone) I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you I’m awake but my world is half asleep I pray for this heart to be unbroken But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete Incomplete
Ohh purple joy oh purple bliss oh purple rapture! REAL MUSIC by REAL MUSICIANS - Prince "I kind of wish there was a reason for Prince to make the site crash more" ~~ Ben |
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