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Elvis Presley | A Big Hunk O' Love | /e/elvis+presley/a+big+hunk+o+love_20048096.html | Hey baby, I ain't askin' much of you
No no no no no no no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do
Don't be a stingy little mama
You're 'bout to starve me half to death
Now you can spare a kiss or two
And still have plenty left
Oh no no baby
I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do
That's right
You're just a natural born beehive
Filled with honey to the top
But I ain't greedy baby
All I want is all you got
Oh no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do
That's right
I got a wishbone in my pocket
I got a rabbit foot around my wrist
I'd have all of the things my lucky charms could bring
If you give me just a one sweet kiss
Oh no no no no no no no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big a hunk o' hunk o' hunk o' love will do
Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do
Just a big a big a big a hunk o' love will do
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Elvis Presley | A Boy Like Me, A Girl Like You | /e/elvis+presley/a+boy+like+me+a+girl+like+you_20049166.html | When a boy like me meets a girl like you
Then I must believe wishes come true
I just look at you and I touch your hand
And this ordinary world becomes a wonderland
There are many girls I have met before
But I pass them by because I knew
There would be this magic moment,
One to last a lifetime through
When a boy like me meets a girl like you
When a boy like me meets a girl like you
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Elvis Presley | A Fool Such As I | /e/elvis+presley/a+fool+such+as+i_10104893.html | Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Pardon me if I'm sentimental when we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me should I cry
Now when you're gone, yet I'll dream a little dream as years go by
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love and now
You say that we are through
I'm a fool but I'll love you dear until the day I die
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love and now you say that we are
I'm a fool but I'll love you dear until the day I die
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
Now and then, there's a fool such as I
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Elvis Presley | A Whistling Tune | /e/elvis+presley/a+whistling+tune_20047916.html | Did you ever notice when the sun goes down
Out of nowhere comes a strange and pretty sound
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
If you listen you can hear it in the breeze
Specially when the breeze is drifting through the trees
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
And the murmuring waters sing the song
The echoing mountains hum along
The whispering valleys fill the air
With a whistling tune our hearts can share
It's so wonderful to walk beneath the moon
Listening to old mother nature's favorite tune
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
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Elvis Presley | After Loving You | /e/elvis+presley/after+loving+you_20047783.html | But now after loving you, what else is there to do
For honey, all the rest is just gonna have to be second best
I know I'll go through life comparing her to you
That's 'cause I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone after loving you
Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory, you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along, they can't live up to you
That's 'cause I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone after loving you
Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory, you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along, they can't live up to you
That's 'cause I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone after loving you
I said I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone after loving you
I said I'm no good, I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone
To anyone, to anyone, to anyone after loving you
That's 'cause I'm no good, I'm no good to anyone after loving you
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Elvis Presley | All Shook Up | /e/elvis+presley/all+shook+up_20047784.html | A well'a bless my soul
What'sa wrong with me?
I'm itchin' like a man in a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay
Well, my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you think of when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay
Well, please don't ask me what'sa on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that girl that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!
Well she touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when it's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have that girl that I love so fine!
She touched my hand what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay
Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay
I'm all shook up
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Elvis Presley | All That I Am | /e/elvis+presley/all+that+i+am_20049172.html | All that I am or ever hope to be
Lies in your hands
You are my destiny
When you are in my arms, I rule the world
And when we're far apart, how cruel the world
All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you
All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you
Because of you
Because of you
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Elvis Presley | Almost Always True | /e/elvis+presley/almost+always+true_20047852.html | I was always, baby, I was always
Well almost always true to you
Met a pretty mademoiselle
Her papa owned a small hotel
Oh, I was almost always true to you
I resisted tho' my arm was twisted
I was almost always true to you
Stayed away from drinkin' wine
Thought about you all the time
Oh, I was almost always true to you
Kept refusin' don't jump to conclusions
I was almost always true to you
I would never grab like this
I would never steal a kiss
Oh, I was almost always true to you
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Elvis Presley | Almost In Love | /e/elvis+presley/almost+in+love_20049175.html | Your lips were made for kisses so tender
I'm almost in love tonight
When we are close, my heart says surrender
I'm almost in love tonight
And here under the spell of evening
I long to hold you tight
Heaven is near, why think of tomorrow
I'm almost in love tonight
It may be just the spell of evening
I long to hold you tight
Heaven is near, why think of tomorrow
I'm almost in love tonight
Almost in love
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Elvis Presley | Always On My Mind | /e/elvis+presley/always+on+my+mind_20047785.html | Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
If I make you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
IIFadeII
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Elvis Presley | Am I Ready | /e/elvis+presley/am+i+ready_20047917.html | Am I ready, can my heart be true?
Am I ready, to fall in love with you
One love, one girl,one dream shared by two
Am I ready, to fall in love with you
I have touched your lips, and now I know
I would be a fool, to let you go
Should I, could I, how I wish I knew
Am I ready, to fall in love with you
Should I, could I, how I wish I knew
Am I ready, to fall in love with you
Fall in love ... with ... you
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Elvis Presley | America The Beautiful | /e/elvis+presley/america+the+beautiful_20048840.html | O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above thy fruited plain
America, America
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
For beautiful, for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crowned thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crowned thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
America!
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Elvis Presley | As Long As I Have You | /e/elvis+presley/as+long+as+i+have+you_20049608.html | Let the stars fade and fall
And I won't care at all
As long as I have you
Every kiss brings a thrill
And I know that it will
As long as I have you
Let's think of the future
Forget the past
You're not my first love
But you're my last
Take the love that I bring
Then I'll have everything
As long as I have you
Let's think of the future
Forget the past
You're not my first love
But you're my last
Take the love that I bring
Then I'll have everything
As long as I have you
As long, as long as I have you
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Elvis Presley | Baby, Let's Play House | /e/elvis+presley/baby+lets+play+house_20048322.html | Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby baby.
Baby, baby baby, be-be-be-be-be-be baby baby, baby.
Baby baby baby
Come back, baby, I want to play house with you.
Well, you may go to college,
You may go to school.
You may have a pink Cadillac,
But don't you be nobody's fool.
Now baby,
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby,
I want to play house with you.
Now listen and I'll tell you baby
What I'm talking about.
Come on back to me, little girl,
So we can play some house.
Now baby,
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby,
I want to play house with you.
Oh let's play house, baby.
Now this is one thing, baby
That I want you to know.
Come on back and let's play a little house,
And we can act like we did before.
Well, baby,
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby,
I want to play house with you.
Yeah.
Now listen to me, baby
Try to understand.
I'd rather see you dead, little girl,
Than to be with another man.
Now baby,
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby, come.
Come back, baby, I want to play house with you.
Oh, baby baby baby.
Baby baby baby be-be-be-be-be-be baby baby baby.
Baby baby baby.
Come back, baby, I want to play house with you.
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Elvis Presley | Barefoot Ballad | /e/elvis+presley/barefoot+ballad_20049181.html | I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Won't you play for me a down home country song
'Cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Give me a honk-tonk fiddle with a guitar in the middle and a melody
Humming like a fountain swinging out on Smokey mountain
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Won't you play for me a down home country song
'Cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Now the big toe's connected to the two toe
And the two toe's connected to the three toe
And the three toe's connected to the four toe
And the four toe's connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Won't you play for me a down home country song
'Cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just can't go wrong
Now the big toe's connected to the two toe
And the two toe's connected to the three toe
And the three toe's connected to the four toe
And the four toe's connected to the five toe
And the five toe and away we go
I want to barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Won't you play for me a barefoot ballad song
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Elvis Presley | Beach Shack | /e/elvis+presley/beach+shack_20049182.html | When you're through swimming
I'll dry your back
Come and relax girl
In my little beach shack
Dumb-di-dumb-di-dumb, yeah-yeah-yeah
There'll be nothing you'll lack
It's a pleasure to welcome you
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby we'll be alone
In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home
Take off that wet cap
Let down your hair
Come to my beach shack
You'll be comfortable there
Dumb-di-dumb-di-dumb, yeah-yeah-yeah
Be my guest, have a snack
See how nice I feed company
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby we'll be alone
In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home
Come see my etchings
I wish you would
Don't be afraid girl
My intentions are good
You believe me now..
Dumb-di-dumb-di-dumb, yeah-yeah-yeah
I know girls by the pack
There's no-one I want there but you
In my little beach shack
In my beach shack, baby we'll be alone
In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home
In my little beach shack
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Elvis Presley | Because Of Love | /e/elvis+presley/because+of+love_20049183.html | Because of love, I'm a hundred feet tall
I can bounce this world like a little old ball
The heaven and earth are now all mine
I've jumped to the moon from cloud number nine
Because, because, because, because of love
Because of love, I'm a mighty big man
I hold the sun in the palm of my hand
Just one leap I can cross the seas
Jump over mountains and fly over trees
Because, because, because, because of love
Well I found love, I found love
That's all that I can say
Oh I'll never, never, I'll never, never
Never let it get away
Because of love, I'm the happiest guy
And life is sweet as cherry cream pie
Well heaven and earth are now all mine
I've jumped to the moon from cloud number nine
Because, because, because, because of love
Because, because, because, because of love
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Elvis Presley | Beyond The Bend | /e/elvis+presley/beyond+the+bend_20047921.html | Breeze sing a happy song
This heart of mine is singing right along
Don't know where I'm going
Don't know where it ends
Till the grass is greener, beyond the bend
I haven't got a care
I'm just on my way to anywhere
Pocketful of nothing, nothing I can spend
Hope the grass is greener, beyond the bend
Beyond the bend,
Perhaps there'll be somebody waiting who's right for me
So I got to move around
And I know I've got to cover ground
Oh the trip is shorter when you got a friend
Gotta find that rainbow beyond the bend
Beyond the bend, beyond the bend
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Elvis Presley | Beyond The Reef | /e/elvis+presley/beyond+the+reef_20048844.html | Beyond the reef where the sea is dark and cold
My love has gone from me and my dreams grow cold
There'll be no tears, there'll be no regretting
Will she remember me, will she forget?
I'll send a thousand flowers
Where the trade winds blow
I'll send my lonely heart for I love her so
Some day I know, she'll come back again to me
Till then my heart will be beyond the reef
I'll send a thousand flowers
Where the trade winds blow
I'll send my lonely heart for I love her so
Some day I know, she'll come back again to me
'Til then my heart will be beyond the reef
'Til then my heart will be beyond the reef
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Elvis Presley | Big Boots | /e/elvis+presley/big+boots_20047922.html | They call your daddy Big Boots
And Big Boots is his name
It takes a big man to wear big boots
That's your daddy's claim to fame
They know your daddy Big Boots
Wherever soldiers are
'Cause he can handle an armored tank
Just like a kiddy can
So sleep little soldier
Don't you cry
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
General sandman's soon coming by
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
I'm gonna tell you a little secret
You won't believe it's true
Did you know your
Daddy Big Boots
Once wore little boots like you
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Elvis Presley | Big Boss Man | /e/elvis+presley/big+boss+man_20049064.html | Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Can't you hear me when I call?
Well you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all, All right
Well you got me workin' boss man
Workin' round the clock
I want to little drink of water
But you won't let big Al stop
Big boss man now can't you hear me when I call? All right
I said you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all
Big boss man, why can't you hear me when I call? All right
You know you ain't so big, I said you're just tall that's all, All right
I'm gonna get me a boss man
One who's gonna treat me right
I work hard in the day time
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Can't you hear me when I
Call?
I said you ain't so big, you're just tall that's all
I'm gonna get me a boss man
One that's gonna treat me right
I work hard in the evenin'
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
I said you ain't so big, you're just tall that's all
All right, big boss man
It's all right
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Elvis Presley | Bitter They Are, Harder They Fall | /e/elvis+presley/bitter+they+are+harder+they+fall_20047766.html | I told her to leave me alone
That's what she's done, just what she's done
And a house built for two, ain't a home
When it's lived in by one, one lonely one
And I can no longer hear footsteps, come right down the hall
Here come the teardrops, bitter they are, harder they fall
She caught me lying, then she caught a train
And I caught a fever walking home in the rain
Oh yeah!
But it's over and I'm done
She left me once and for all
Here come the teardrops, bitter they are, harder they fall
Here come the teardrops, bitter they are, harder they fall
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Elvis Presley | Blue Christmas | /e/elvis+presley/blue+christmas_20048643.html | I'll have a Blue Christmas without you
I'll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same dear, if you're not here with me
And when those blue snowflakes start falling
That's when those blue memories start calling
You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white
But I'll have a blue, blue blue blue Christmas
You'll be doin' all right, with your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue, blue blue Christmas
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Elvis Presley | Blue Suede Shoes | /e/elvis+presley/blue+suede+shoes_20049053.html | Well, it's one for the money
Two for the show
Three to get ready
Now go, cat, go
But don't you
Step on my blue suede shoes
You can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes
Well, you can knock me down
Step in my face
Slander my name
All over the place
Do anything that you want to do
But uh-uh, honey
Lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Well, you can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes
Let's go, cat!
Ah, walk the dog
You can burn my house
Steal my car
Drink my liquor
From an old fruit jar
Do anything that you want to do
But uh-uh, honey
Lay off of my shoes
And don't you
Step on my blue suede shoes
Well, you can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes
Ah, get
Yeah
Well, it's one for the money
Two for the show
Three to get ready
Now go, cat, go!
But don't you
Step on my blue suede shoes
Well, you can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes
Well, it's
Blue, blue
Blue suede shoes
Blue, blue
Blue suede shoes, yeah!
Blue, blue
Blue, suede shoes, baby
Blue, blue
Blue suede shoes
Well, you can do anything
But stay off of my blue suede shoes!
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Elvis Presley | Burning Love | /e/elvis+presley/burning+love_20047794.html | Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
It's coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord have mercy,
I'm burning a hole where I lay
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
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Elvis Presley | By And By | /e/elvis+presley/by+by_20048488.html | Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll understand him better by and by
Trials dark on every hand and we cannot understand
All the ways God will lead us
To the blessed promised land
He will guide us with his eye
And we'll follow till we die
And we'll understand him better by and by
Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll understand him better by and by
Temptation's hidden snares often take the sun away
And our hearts are made to bleed
For some thoughtless word or deed
And we wonder why the test when we try to do our best
But we'll understand it better by and by
Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll understand him better by and by
And we'll understand him better by and by
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Elvis Presley | Carny Town | /e/elvis+presley/carny+town_20049358.html | Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Now the show you're going to see is strictly high class
There'll be ten hoola dancers shaking their grass
So step right up and put your money down
This way to Carny Town
We got a man so skinny you can see his bones
We play on his ribs like a xylophone
With a pair of spoons we get a rockin' song
You'll hear it all, in Carny Town
Hurry, hurry, hurry, the house is almost full
We got a two headed cow and that's no bull
There's a man who swallows swords and he never gets hurt
He eats razor blades for dessert
He's just about the sharpest guy around
You'll see him here, in Carny Town
Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Aha-ha hurry, hurry step this way
Aha-ha I say we're gonna win
I said hurry up
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Elvis Presley | Chesay | /e/elvis+presley/chesay_20049191.html | What's in the drink, chase the devil away
Magic I think so I just say Chesay
Chesay, Chesay bring you good luck night and day
Chesay, Chesay that's the gypsy way
Trouble is my middle name, though it's such a crying shame
Try and try there's nothing I can do
But I'm feeling kinda strange, feel like things are going to change
Time my lucky star was shining through
Chesay, Chesay bring you good luck night and day
Chesay, Chesay that's the gypsy way
Drink a cup of gypsy love just tip it up and then you just say Chesay
Swallow once then swallow twice, goes down so nice just say Chesay. Hey!
What's in the drink, chase the devil away
Magic I think so I just say Chesay
Chesay, Chesay bring you good luck night and day
Chesay, Chesay that's the gypsy way
Chesay, Chesay brings you good luck night and day
Chesay, Chesay that's the gypsy way
Chesay, Chesay brings you good luck night and day
Chesay, Chesay that's the gypsy way
Chesay
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Elvis Presley | Come Along | /e/elvis+presley/come+along_20049194.html | Come along, come along, there's a full moon shining bright
Come along, come along, we're gonna hit St. Louis tonight
Spend your money looking at the chorus line
Spend your money, win it on the number 9
Take your sweetheart even though she's never been
If she's worried tell her that you always win
Come along, come along, there's a full moon shining bright
Come along, come along, you're gonna win a fortune tonight
Hear the whistle, lady luck's about to go
Is she smiling, maybe yes or maybe no
Now's the time when nights are filled with sweet romance
Don't be bashful step on up and take a chance
Come along, come along, there's a full moon shining bright
Come along, come along, we're gonna hit St. Louis tonight
Come along, come along, we're gonna win a fortune tonight
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Elvis Presley | Come What May | /e/elvis+presley/come+what+may_10103823.html | I am yours and you are mine, come what may
Love like ours remains divine, come what may
Even though we're miles apart
You're living in my lonely heart
At night the teardrops start and pour the long long day
I keep your picture near me since you went away
I plant a kiss upon your lips each night and day
Bear in mind and you will find a heart that is true
And I'll be here with you come what may
All right!
I keep your picture near me since you went away
I plant a kiss upon your lips each night and day
Bear in mind and you will find a heart that is true
And I'll be here with you come what may
And I'll be here with you come what may
And I'll be here with you come what may
Ah um bop a bop a um bop a bop a come what may
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Elvis Presley | Confidence | /e/elvis+presley/confidence_20049195.html | When everyone thought the world was flat
Columbus said "It's round"
He went down in history
And America was found
'Cause
He had confidence
A little thing called confidence
There's no job too immense when you've got
Confidence
With a "see" and an "O" and an "N" and an "F"
And an "I" and a "D" and an "ENCE"
Put 'em all together and what have you got
Confidence
You'll be surprised what you can do
If you will only try
Remember the tortoise and the hare
Who had that famous race
The speedy hare wound up nowhere
And slow poke took first place
'Cause
He had confidence
A little thing called confidence
There's no job too immense when you've got
Confidence
You'll be surprised what you can do
If you will only try
How do you know that you can't ride a rainbow in the sky
You'll be surprised what you can do
If you will only try
All you need is confidence
A little thing called confidence
There's no job too immense when you've got
Confidence
With a "see" and an "O" and an "N" and an "F"
And an "I" and a "D" and an "ENCE"
Put 'em all together and what have you got
Confidence
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Elvis Presley | Cotton Candy Land | /e/elvis+presley/cotton+candy+land_20049196.html | Sandman's comin', yes he's comin'
To sprinkle you with sand
He'll say "one, two, three"
And you'll be, In cotton candy land
Sandman's comin', yes he's comin'
He'll take you, by the hand
And you'll ride upon, a big white swan
In cotton candy land
You and the swan will float upon
A cloud of pink ice cream
Where every star is a candy bar
And the moon is a marshmallow dream
Sandman's comin', yes he's comin'
Take his magic hand
Now goodnight...now sleep tight
In cotton candy land
In cotton candy land
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Elvis Presley | Could I Fall In Love | /e/elvis+presley/could+i+fall+in+love_20049197.html | Could I fall in love for the very first time
That's what I ask myself when you're lips touch mine
Could I fall in love on a night like tonight
That's what I'd like to know when I hold you tight
Now that we're alone (Now that we're alone)
Just a kiss apart (Just a kiss apart)
I have the answer from the feeling in my heart
Could I fall in love and forever be true
My heart tells me I could if I fell for you
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Elvis Presley | Danny | /e/elvis+presley/danny_20049610.html | My name should be trouble
My name should be woe
For trouble and heartache
Is all that I know
But Danny, yes, Danny is my name
My life has been empty
My heart has been torn
It must have been rainy, oh yeah,
The night I was born
Oh Danny, oh Danny is my name
I'm so afraid of tomorrow
So tired of today
They say that love is the answer
But love never came my way
I'm writing a letter
To someone I know
So if you should find it
And if you're alone
Oh Danny, yes, Danny is my name
Oh Danny, yes, Danny is my name
Oh-oh-oh-oh
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Elvis Presley | Dirty, Dirty Feeling | /e/elvis+presley/dirty+dirty+feeling_20048084.html | I've got a dirty, dirty feelin'
Dirty feelin's goin' on
You know I almost hit the ceilin'
When I woke up and you were gone
I took you in when you were hungry
And now your cuttin' out on me
I'm gonna help you little darlin'
That ain't the way it's gonna be
I hear you're pretty good at runnin'
But pretty soon you'll slip and fall
That's when I'll drag you home with me girl
I'm gonna chain you to the wall
You know I'm lookin' for you baby
I ain't gonna take it layin' down
I heard that you were cookin' baby
Way on the other side of town
I've got a dirty, dirty feelin'
Dirty feelin's goin' on
You know I almost hit the ceilin'
When I woke up and you were gone.
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Elvis Presley | Do The Clam | /e/elvis+presley/do+the+clam_20049201.html | Hey, everybody, gather 'round
Listen to that bongo sound
Grab the first one in your reach
Now we're going to shake the beach
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
You can get your heart to spin
On the outside looking in
Moon ain't gonna last all night
Well, let's work up an appetite
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Everybody's got that beat
Well, listen to those happy feet
Ain't you glad that you found out
What the clam is all about?
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
Dig right in and do the clam
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Elvis Presley | Doin' The Best I Can | /e/elvis+presley/doin+the+best+i+can_20048301.html | I gave my heart
I gave my love
Oh ho, my darling
I am true
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
I tried so hard
So hard to please
Oh ho, my darling
What more can I do
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
You know I was the kind who'd run
Any time you'd call
I guess I was the only one
Who didn't mind at all
I'll be a dreamer
I'll be a fool
Oh ho, my darling
My whole life through
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
You know I was the kind who'd run
Any time you'd call
I guess I was the only one
Who didn't mind at all
I'll be a dreamer
I'll be a fool
Oh ho, my darling
My whole life through
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
But it's not good enough for you
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Elvis Presley | Earth Boy | /e/elvis+presley/earth+boy_20049206.html | Earth boy dream of angel
Angel she be sweet and make him have happy heart
In land of love
Angel dream of earth boy, earth boy who'll be true
And love her till sun grow cold in land of love
Angel walk on street
Earth boy walking too
All at once they meet
Oo-oo-oo dreams come true
Now best part of story
Like two doves in land of love we will always be
Happy angel is you
Happy earth boy is me
Angel walk on street
Earth boy walking too
All at once they meet
Oo-oo-oo dreams come true
Now best part of story
Like two doves in land of love we will always be
Happy angel is you
Happy earth boy is me
Earth boy dream of angel
Angel dream of earth boy
Earth boy dream of angel
Angel dream of earth boy
Earth boy dream of angel
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Elvis Presley | Everybody Come Aboard | /e/elvis+presley/everybody+come+aboard_20049210.html | Everybody come aboard The Showboat tonight
We're gonna dance 'till the morning light
We'll have fun the whole night long
There'll be jokes and songs
Forget your troubles, forget your strife
You'll have the best time of your life
Hey everyone let's go, on with the show
Everybody's gonna gamble on The Showboat tonight
The big casino's lit up bright
How can you lose just wear a grin you'll be sure to win
Lady Luck's waiting there inside
The wheel of fortune's about to ride
Hey everyone let's go on with the show
Way down by the lobby, the boats at the bank
Bring money to spend your welcome my friend
Just walk up the plank
Everybody come aboard the showboat tonight
Look around at the happy sight
We'll guarantee that you'll have a ball
Come on one and all
Well what a great night you've got in store
You'll want to keep coming back for more
Hey everyone let's go on with the show
Well what a great night you've got in store
You'll want to keep coming back for more
Hey everyone let's go on with the show
What a great night you've got in store
You're gonna keep coming back for more
Hey everyone let's go on with the show
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Elvis Presley | Fame And Fortune | /e/elvis+presley/fame+fortune_20049591.html | Fame and fortune
How empty they can be
But when I hold you in my arms
That's heaven to me
Who cares for fame and fortune?
They're only passing things
But the touch of your lips on mine
Makes me feel like a king
Your kind of love
Is a treasure I hold
It's so much greater
Than silver or gold
I know that I have nothing
If you should go away
But to know that you love me
Brings fame and fortune my way
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Elvis Presley | Fool, Fool, Fool | /e/elvis+presley/fool+fool+fool_20048980.html | Fool, fool, fool
That I was to fall for you.
Well, fool, fool, fool
That I was to fall for you.
Well, I know what a fool I was
To think that you could love me, too.
Well, well, when I first met you, baby,
Well, I knew I couldn't win,
But I just kept right on trying,
'Cause trying is no sin.
What a fool, fool, fool,
That I was to fall for you.
Well, I know what a fool I was
To think that you could love me, too.
Well, when I first met you, baby,
Well, I knew I couldn't win,
But I just kept right on trying,
'Cause trying is no sin.
What a fool that I was to fall for you.
Well, I know what a fool I was
To think that you could love me too.
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Elvis Presley | Fools Fall In Love | /e/elvis+presley/fools+fall+in+love_20049067.html | Fools fall in love in a hurry
Fools give their hearts much too soon
Just put in two bars of stardust
Just hang out one silly moon
Oh! They've got their love torches burning
When they should be playing it cool
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool
Fools fall in love just like schoolgirls
Blinded by rose colored dreams
They build their castles on wishes
With only rainbows for beams
Oh! They're making plans for the future
When they should be right back in school
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool
All right!
They've got their love torches burning
When they should be playing it cool
I used to laugh but now I'm the same
Take a look at a brand new fool
Take a look at a brand new fool
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Elvis Presley | For The Good Times | /e/elvis+presley/for+the+good+times_20049674.html | Don't look so sad, i know it's over
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning
Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together
There's no need o watch the bridges that we're burning
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops fallin' soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
I'll get along, you'll find another
And i'll be here if you should find you ever need me
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops fallin' soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
For the good times
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Elvis Presley | For The Heart | /e/elvis+presley/for+the+heart_20048290.html | Had a dream about you baby, had a dream about me and you
Had a dream and woke up crying
Well I can roll but I just can't rock
And the time's going by, tick-tock
For the heart, I just can't love no-one but you
Well I'm high and dry and lonely, I'm as lonely as can be
And I stare out of my window
Well I can play but I just can't win
And the weather's looking dim
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
For the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
For the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
Had a dream about you baby, had a dream about me and you
Had a dream and woke up crying
Well I can roll but I just can't rock
And the time's going by, tick-tock
For the heart, I just can't love no-one but you
For the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
For the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
Well, for the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
Yes, for the heart
For the heart
For the heart I just can't love no-one but you
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Elvis Presley | For The Millionth And Last Time | /e/elvis+presley/for+the+millionth+the+last+time_20048760.html | For the millionth and the last time
Darling let me hold you tight
One more kiss and then I promise
I will say my last goodnight
Though your lips are so inviting
And I know I'll wanna stay
Give me one more kiss to dream on
And I'll be on my way
It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more
Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night
It seems a million or so kisses ago
We said goodnight at your door
I didn't get far 'cause here we are
And I'm still begging for more
Whilst the millionth and the last time
Slowly disappears from sight
For the millionth and the last time
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night
Let me kiss you good-night
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Elvis Presley | Frankie And Johnny | /e/elvis+presley/frankie+johnny_20049217.html | Frankie and me we were lovers
Oh Lordy how we could love
Swore we'd be true to each other
Just as true as stars above
I was her man, she caught me doing her wrong
My luck in poker was fading
When a new gal caught my eye
I gambled, I tried to change my luck
With a chick named Nellie Bly
I was Frankie's man but I was doing her wrong
Yeah! Frankie came looking to find me
Yes, she wasn't looking for fun
For in her sweet loving hand
She was totin' a 44 gun
To shoot her man if he was doin' her wrong
Well Frankie walked into the bar room
And right there in front of her eyes
There was her loving johnny
Making love to that Nellie Bly
I was her man, she caught me doing her wrong
Frankie, I beg, please don't shoot me
Well they'll put you away in a cell
You know they'll put your where the cold wind blows
From the hottest corner in hell
I'm your man, I know I done you wrong
Easy on the roll, real easy
Easy on the roll, real slow
Roll me over real gently
'cause my wound hurts me so
Well I was her man
Well I done her wrong
Well Frankie told johnny
Well this is the end of my song
I was her man, well I done her wrong
Well , hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Done her wrong
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Elvis Presley | Girl Next Door Went A'walking | /e/elvis+presley/girl+next+door+went+awalking_20048086.html | The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
The girl next door went a'walking
She knew it wasn't right
She came home at half past ten
Late every night
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
She didn't know love was so grand
She never took love second hand
But to my surprise
She thought that love was paradise
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
The girl next door went a'walking
She knew it wasn't right
She came home at half past ten
Late every night
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
She didn't know love was so grand
She never took love second hand
But to my surprise
She thought that love was paradise
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
Now the two are married
Settled down for life
She walks by hand in hand
Late every night
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
Settle down for life
Settle down for life
Settle down for life.
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Elvis Presley | Girls! Girls! Girls! | /e/elvis+presley/girls+girls+girls_20049220.html | Girls, goin' swimming,
Girl, in bikinis,
A walkin' and wigglin' by, yay, yay, yay
Girls, on the beaches,
Girls, oh, what a peaches,
So pretty, lord I could cry
I'm just a red blooded boy
And I can't stop thinkin' about
Girls, sailin' sailboats,
Girls, water skiin',
They'll drive me out of my mind, yay, yay, yay
Girls, big and brassy,
Girls, small and sassy,
Just give me one of each kind
I'm just a red blooded boy
And I can't stop thinkin' about
Girls! girls! girls! girls!
And when I pick up a sandwich too much
A crunchy crunchety
A crunchety crunch
I never ever get to finish my lunch
Because there's always bound to be a bunch of
Girls, in tight sweaters,
Girls, in short dresses,
A walkin' and wigglin' by, yay, yay, yay
Girls, out boatin'
Girls, just a floatin'
So pretty, lord I could cry.
I'm just a red blooded boy
And I can't stop thinkin' about
Girls! girls! girls! girls! girls! girls!
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Elvis Presley | Gonna Get Back Home Somehow | /e/elvis+presley/gonna+get+back+home+somehow_20048762.html | Hear that old train whistle
Howling in the night
If that flyer's southbound
Things will be all right
I'm leaving now, leaving now, leaving now,
I'm gonna get back home somehow
Don't nobody tell me
Baby's been untrue
If she's been unfaithful
I don't know what I'll do
I'm leaving now, leaving now, leaving now
I'm gonna get back home somehow
Never thought that I could miss her so
I never thought I could, but now I know
The sound of the old train whistle
Makes me want to cry
Reminds me of that lonely feeling
When I said goodbye
I'm leaving now, leaving now, leaving now
I'm gonna get back home somehow
Never thought that I could miss her so
I never thought I could, but now I know
The sound of the old train whistle
Makes me want to cry
Reminds me of that lonely feeling
When I said goodbye
I'm leaving now, leaving now, leaving now
I'm gonna get back home somehow
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Elvis Presley | Good Luck Charm | /e/elvis+presley/good+luck+charm_20047992.html | Don't want a four leaf clover
Don't want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss
With a good luck charm like you
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
Don't want a silver dollar
Rabbit's foot on a string
The happiness in your warm caress
No rabbit's foot can bring
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
I found a lucky penny
I'd toss it across the bay
Your love is worth all the gold on earth
No wonder that I say
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight.
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Elvis Presley | Got A Lot Of Livin' To Do | /e/elvis+presley/got+a+lot+of+livin+to+do_20667068.html | Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with-a than you
There's a moon that's big and bright in the milky way tonight
But the way you act you never would know it's there
So baby, time's a wasting
A lot of kisses I ain't been tasting
I don't know about you but I'm gonna get my share
Oh got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with-a than you
There's a balmy little breeze
That's whistling through the trees
And it's telling you to pitch a little woo with me
Why don't you take a listen
You'll never know what you've been missing
Cuddle up a little closer and be my little honey bee
Oh got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with-a than you
You're the prettiest thing I've seen
But you treat me so doggone mean
Ain't you got no heart, I'm dying to hold you near
Why do you keep me waiting
Why don't you start co-operating
And the things I say are things you want to hear
Oh got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
And there's no one who I'd rather do it with-a than you
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Elvis Presley | Green, Green Grass Of Home | /e/elvis+presley/green+green+grass+of+home_20048369.html | The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and the lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms reachin', smiling sweetly
Oh, it's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Yeah, down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and the lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms reachin', smiling sweetly
Oh, it's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Then I awake and look around me
At four gray walls that surround me
And I realize I was only dreamin'
There's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak again
I'll touch the green, green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old tree
As I lay me in the green, green grass of home
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Elvis Presley | Guadalajara | /e/elvis+presley/guadalajara_20049223.html | Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Tienes el alma de provinciana
Hueles a limpio a rosa temprana
Ave de jara fresca del rio
Son mil palomos to case rio
Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Sabes a pura tierra mojada
Ay, ja, ja, ay, ja, ja
Aj, ja, ja, ay, ja, ja
Aj colomitos lejanos aj ojitos
De agua hermanos
Ay colomitos inolvidables
Inolvidables como las tardes
En que la lluvia, des de la loma, ir
Nos hacia, hasta Zapopam
Ay misermano ay-ja-ja Mexicano
Ay colomitos inolvidables
Inolvidables como las tardes
En que la lluvia, des de la loma, ir
Nos hacia, hasta Zapopam
Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Guadalajara, Guadalajara
Guadalajara, Guadalajara
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Elvis Presley | Guitar Man | /e/elvis+presley/guitar+man_20049663.html | Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,
Left my mama a goodbye note,
By sundown I'd left Kingston,
With my guitar under my coat,
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis,
Got a room at the YMCA,
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights,
Just lookin' for a place to play,
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire,
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.
Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis,
I run outta money and luck,
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia,
On a overloaded poultry truck,
I thumbed on down to Panama City,
Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars,
Hopin' I could make myself a dollar,
Makin' music on my guitar,
I got the same old story at them all night piers,
There ain't no room around here for a guitar man
We don't need a guitar man, son
So I slept in the hobo jungles,
Roamed a thousand miles of track,
Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama,
At a club they call Big Jack's,
A little four-piece band was jammin',
So I took my guitar and I sat in,
I showed 'em what a band would sound like,
With a swingin' little guitar man.
Show 'em, son
If you ever take a trip down to the ocean,
Find yourself down around Mobile,
Make it on out to a club called Jack's,
If you got a little time to kill,
Just follow that crowd of people,
You'll wind up out on his dance floor,
Diggin' the finest little five-piece group,
Up and down the Gulf of Mexico,
Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band,
Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man.
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Elvis Presley | Happy, Happy Birthday Baby | /e/elvis+presley/happy+happy+birthday+baby_20898889.html | Happy, happy birthday baby
Although you're with somebody new
Thought I drop a line to say
That I wish this happy day would find me beside you.
Happy, happy birthday baby
No I can't call you my baby
Seems like years it was we met
On a day I can't forget
Because that's when we fell in love
Do you remember, the names we had for each other
I was your pretty, you were my baby
How could we say goodbye?
Hope I didn't spoil your birthday
I'm not acting like a lady
So I close this note to you
With good luck and wishes too
Happy, happy birthday baby
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Elvis Presley | Hard Knocks | /e/elvis+presley/hard+knocks_20049360.html | Some kids born with a silver spoon
I guess that I was born a little too soon
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks
And I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share
Some kids born as rich as a king
But I was born without a doggone thing
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks
And I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share
I walked a million miles I bet
Tired and hungry and cold and wet
I've heard that lonesome whistle blow
From New York City down to Mexico
Some kids born fancy free
Nobody never gave nothing to me but
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks
And I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share
I walked a million miles I bet
Tired and hungry and cold and wet
I've heard that lonesome whistle blow
From New York City down to Mexico
Some kids born fancy free
Nobody never gave nothing to me but
Hard knocks, all I ever knew was hard knocks
And I'm telling you, I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share
I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share
I said you'd better beware
'Cause I've had my share of hard knocks
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Elvis Presley | Hard Luck | /e/elvis+presley/hard+luck_20049225.html | Oh I'm really feeling mighty low
No, no, no, I got no place that I can go
So I've got some blues to sing
And oh, so much remembering, woe
Black cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you'll find
I ain't lyin', I've got the bluest kinda blues
Drivin' me right outta my mind
She's gone, said toodle-loo
Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too
I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck you've seen
I mean, the way I'm runnin' lately
My lucky number is thirteen
Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong, all wrong
Wrong as can be
Who's stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me
I'm on her knee
Shove off, oh I'm warning you
This thing I caught, you know could be catchin' too
I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be
Yes siree, I guess hard luck always chooses
Natural born losers like me
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Elvis Presley | Harem Holiday | /e/elvis+presley/harem+holiday_20049226.html | Gonna travel, gonna travel wild and free
I'm gonna pack my bags because this great big world is calling me
Every pretty girl's gonna know I'm around
They're gonna know I'm in town on a harem holiday
Twenty women, twenty women by my side
I'm gonna kiss them all, because I've gotta keep 'em satisfied
Gonna have the best time money can buy
I'm gonna be flying high on a harem holiday
If Romeo had a harem holiday
You can bet that Juliet would have never been his girl forever
Gonna go back, gonna catch that midnight plane
Twenty dancing girls are waiting just to call my name
Gonna have a ball, I ain't gonna waste no time
I'm gonna make 'em all mine on a harem holiday
If Romeo had a harem holiday
You can bet that Juliet would have never been his girl forever
Gonna travel, gonna travel wild and free
I'm gonna pack my bags because this great big world is calling me
Every pretty girl's gonna know I'm around
They're gonna know I'm in town on a harem holiday
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Elvis Presley | Have A Happy | /e/elvis+presley/have+a+happy_20049227.html | Now once it was told to me
We're born with a magic key
It opens the door to miracles of spring
It takes you to wishing wells
To ice cream and carousels
And yet this magic key won't unlock a thing
Unless you have a happy, ya have a happy
Have a happy, warm smiling face
I start believin', in believin'
Let your address, be sunshine place
There's love and there's joy I'm told
Much more than your heart can hold
It's there like the ring you would grab
On a merry-go-round
The world isn't half as gray
With friends on a rainy day
But people keep away, when you wear a frown
Unless you have a happy, ya have a happy
Have a happy, warm smiling face
I start believin', in believin'
Let your address, be sunshine place
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Elvis Presley | Have I Told You Lately That I Love You? | /e/elvis+presley/have+i+told+you+lately+that+i+love+you_20048595.html | Have I told you lately that I love you?
Could I tell you once again somehow?
Have I told with all my heart and soul how I adore you?
Well darling I'm telling you now
Have I told you lately when I'm sleeping
Every dream I dream is you somehow?
Have I told you why the nights are long
When you're not with me?
Well darling I'm telling you now
My heart would break in two if I should lose you
I'm no good without you anyhow
And have I told you lately that I love you
Well darling I'm telling you now
My heart would break in two if I should lose you
I'm no good without you anyhow
And have I told you lately that I love you
Well darling I'm telling you now.
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Elvis Presley | He Is My Everything | /e/elvis+presley/he+is+my+everything_20048421.html | I long to be His possession
Oh, He is my everything
I remember my days of darkness
Without sunshine or sight to lead the way
But a whisper of His voice softly calling
To the arms of my Maker to stay
He is my reason for living,
Oh He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession,
Oh, He is my everything
After the lighting and thunder
After the last bell has rung
I want to bow down before Him
And hear Him say well done
He is my reason for living
Oh He is the king of all kings
I long to be His possession
Oh, He is my everything
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Elvis Presley | He Knows Just What I Need | /e/elvis+presley/he+knows+just+what+i+need_20048451.html | My Jesus knows when I am Lonely
He knows each pain, He sees each care
He understands each lonely heartache
He understands because He cares
My Jesus knows just what I need
Oh yes! He knows just what I need
He satisfies and every need supplies
Yes, He knows just what I need
My Jesus knows just what I need
Oh yes! He knows just what I need
He satisfies and every need supplies
Yes, He knows just what I need
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Eminem | 25 to Life | /e/eminem/25+to+life_20883525.html | Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase
Twenty five to life
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase
Twenty five to life
Yeah
Too late
I cant keep chasing 'em
I'm taking my life back
Caught in a change
Twenty five to life
I don't think she understands the sacrifices that I've made
Maybe if this bitch had acted right I would've stayed
But I've already wasted over half of my life I would've laid
Down and died for you I no longer cried for you
No more pain bitch you
Took me for granted took my heart and ran it straight into the planet
Into the dirt I can no longer stand it
Now my respect I demand it
I'm a take control of this relationship
Command it, and I'm a be the boss of you now goddammit
And what I mean is that I will no longer let you control me
So you better hear me out this much you owe me
I gave up my life for you, totally devoted to you while I've stayed
Faithful all the way this is how I fucking get repaid
Look at how I dress fucking baggy sweats, go to work a mess
Always in a rush to get back to you I ain't heard you yet
Not even once say you appreciate me I deserve respect
I've done my best to give you nothing less than perfectness
And I know that if I end this I'll no longer have nothing left
But you keep treating me like a staircase its time to fucking step
And I wont be coming back so don't hold your fucking breath
You know what you've done no need to go in depth
I told you, you'd be sorry if I fucking left
I'd laugh while you wept
Hows it feel now, yeah, funny ain't it, you neglected me
Did me a favor although my spirit free you've said
But a special place for you in my heart I have kept
Its unfortunate but its
[Chorus]
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase
Twenty five to life
Too late for the other side
Caught in a chase
Twenty five to life
I feel like when I bend over backwards for you all you do is laugh
Cause that ain't good enough you expect me to fold myself in half
Til I snap
Don't think I'm loyal
All I do is rap
I can not moonlight on the side
I have no life outside of that
Don't I give you enough of my time
You don't think so do you
Jealous when I spend time with the girls
Why I'm married to you still man I don't know
But tonight I'm serving you with papers
I'm divorcing you
Go marry someone else and make 'em famous
And take away there freedom like you did to me
Treat 'em like you don't need them and they ain't worthy of you
Feed 'em the same shit you made me eat
I'm moving on forget you oh,
Now I'm special? Oh, I didn't feel special when I was with you
All I ever felt was this
Helplessness
Imprisoned by a selfish bitch
Chew me up and spit me out
I fell for this so many times
Its ridiculous
And still I stick with this
I'm sick of this but in my sickness and addiction
Your as addictive as they get
Evil as they come vindictive as they make 'em
My friends keep asking why I cant just walk away
I'm addicted
To the pain, the stress, the drama
I'm drown in so I guess I'm a mess
Cursed and blessed
But this time I'm a
Ain't changing my mind
I'm climbing out this abyss
You screaming as I walk out that I'll be missed
But when you spoke to people who meant the most to you
You left me off your list
Fuck you hip-hop
I'm leaving you, my life sentence is served bitch
And its just
[Chorus]
Too late
Caught in a change
Twenty five to life
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Eminem | 3 A.M. | /e/eminem/3+am_20789506.html | Oh oh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Oh oh
Oh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Oh oh
Oh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)oh(yea)
Oh
Woah
There is no escaping (yo)(yo)
There's no place to hide(yo)(yo)
You scream, someone save me(yo)(yo)
But they don't pave no mind( yo) (yo)
(Good night)
Good bye
Your walkin' down a horror corridor
It's almost four in the mornin'
And your in a nightmare
It's horrible
Right there's the coroner
Waitin' for you
To turn the corner
So he can corner ya
Your a goner
He's on a ya
Out the corner of his cornea
He just saw you run
All you want is to rest
Cause you can't run anymore
Your done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody
Is watchin' in the party applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought again
Contemplating my next plot again
Swallowin' a colata pin
While I'm noddin'
In and out on the ottoman and
If the Ramada Inn
Holdin' onto the pill bottle then
Stick my finger and swirl it round the bottom
And make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at Mcdonald's
With
Blood all over me
Dead bodies
Behind the counter
Shit
Guess I must of just blacked out again
Not again
[Chorus]
It's three am in the mornin'
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin' all of the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em
I said
It's three am in the mornin'
Put my key in the door
There's bodies layin' all of the floor and
I don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em
Sitting nude in my living room
It's almost noon
I wonder what's on the tube
Maybe they'll show some boobs
Surfing every channel
Until I find Hannah Montana
Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin'
Blood all over the wall panel and dismantlin'
Every candle on top of the fire place
Mantalin'
Grab my flannel and my bandana' then
Kiss the naked manequin' man again
You can see him standin' in my
Front window
If you look in
I'm just a hooligan
Who's use to usin' hallucinogens
Causin' illusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin
Raise the scissors and pins
Jesus when does it end
Phases that I go through
Dazed and not so confused
Days that I don't know who
Gave these molecules too
Me
What am I gone do
Hey the prodigal son
The diabolical one
Very methodical
When I slaughter dem
[Chorus]
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
I duck and I slash slice and gash
Last night was a blast
I can't quite remember when I
Had that much fun
Off a half pint fifth of Jack
My last Vic and a half
A flashlight
Up Kim Kardashians ass
I remember the first time
I dismembered the family member
December I think it was
I was having drinks with my cousin
And I wrapped him
In Christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinkin' tub
Cut him up into pieces
Then just when I went to drink his
Blood
I thought I outta drink his bath water
That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood coverin' screams
Just don't seem to bother me none
It's three am
And here I come
So you should probably run
A secret passage way around here
Man there's got to be one
Oh no there's probably none
He can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs
It ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up(up)
[Chorus]
yo (yo)
A yo (a yo)
yo (yo)
A yo (a yo)
yo (yo)
A yo (a yo)
yo (yo)
A yo ( a yo)
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Eminem | 3 Verses | /e/eminem/3+verses_20049939.html | I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling corners
Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action
Than Rosco beating James Tarteenyer [?]
And smackin his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood
As a hazardous youth
With a fucked up childhood
That I used as an excuse
And aint shit changed
But kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that I failed 9th grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend
Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
shit, why not? Blow your brain out
I'm blowing mine out
fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now
It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward droppin an accapella
And choppin' a fella
To mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an iv in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
It's a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit [?]
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit
Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas [?]
We blowin up your house killing your parents
And coming back to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked crack [?]
Today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath
Walk the block with a labrador
Strapit more corral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
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Eminem | Above The Law | /e/eminem/above+the+law_20914210.html | [Intro:]
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate
[Chorus:]
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give a shit.
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate.
You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show
You
Just how far that I can take it, every rule, I'm breaking it
[Eminem]
Terrible but not rippable, invincible I hung invisible,
Fucking mistletoe over the world that stuck my ass up under it now pucker
Up them lips and kiss it hoes
Here we go
Bad and Evil so you know how this'll go the competition's miserable we
Stomp them bitches, this is no joke
Going overboard like someone threw us off the boat
Choke, apart from all the smoke
I'm trying to stay on fire so you know if I hate fucking water sprinklers I
Don't want a hoes
Someone left a cat out the bag now it's time to stuff his face
Bag in that bitch thought of that little motherfucker till it suffocates,
Who
You, handeling the? Tryna be so sick when the Bad and Evil was reunited
Hey
Came back to annihilate the games and dive straight this into this highway,
Word of Satan there's a drop full of? Ouija board and I pray
Now I lay me down to sleep, I do this shit in my sleep
So now imagine if I awake!
I'm champ, bitch, I've never tasted Cannibus can never be no damn a wuss so
Pussy never mushy so you can't squish
No where near twisted, in fact if I jump out a? Taxi
Only time you'll hear me say I ambush
Outlandish, these words are weapons that I brandish
Stand off, wish the hoes get your hands off, this can't tie bitch
So why the fuck would I sugar coat it for?
No, fuck protocol, I'd holla at this whore but now my throat is sore
[Chorus:]
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give a shit.
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate.
You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show
You
Just how far that I can take it, every rule, I'm breaking it
[Royce]
Baby I'm lawless, you couldn't burn me if you trew acid on me,
I'm at your homie, I'm at your home ready to spray you while you nappin'
Only have
Everything on and around your matrass looking like a world in front of a
Matrimony - you high
Thug yeah, go ahead, jump no matter how high you get, you're gonna come up
Short like Spud Webb
My dui's get waved like saying bye, still rotten with no one else like
James Todd can't change eye
I thank God for my safe thinking last time I was safethinking me and my
Niggers was doing a bank job
I stay violent y'all going to Beach Rock, you got a mouth like Kanye, I
Knock your whole bottom row of teeth out
No disrespecting Mr. West, shit I'm just nice with mine and it's just rap
I'm just like Ricky Hatton, I just like to rhyme
These weak rappers wanna set us up, they never tough, they ask me for a
Hook I tell em left or right head or gut,
What you're all messing with, is a niggaare that will leave you fubar, fucked
Up beyond all recognition
Y'all are rockstars, I'm the opposite, I could just throw a rock and hit a
Star, for the fuck of it
Partner you not hard I'll body you hot bars, beef has left you praying
Right, like allah hoo akhbar
Let's go, when I leave y'all shot you ain't gonna be on your metro, In a
Bad area they call?
[Chorus:]
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, that's why I don't give a shit.
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, it's just so disproportionate.
You don't know just what I've gone through, that's why I would rather show
You
Just how far that I can take it, every rule, I'm breaking it
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Eminem | Buffalo Bill | /e/eminem/buffalo+bill_20866830.html | It fits perfect
Better watch out sucka now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin' and I'm packin' in my lunch a
Buncha missle launchers 'n a buncha contra
Ban-van full of ganja, now come on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a quad-ra-
Polegic, boogyin' down to Frank Sinatra."
Lindsey to the Lohan, naked while you let me watch ya?
Who'd a knew the pew'd a do to me what it's done?
Such sin-a-sism when it isn't in my system.
Blunt-igmatism betta spliff up to my lips son,
So much on my hands, I gotta give my kids a fist-bump.
Christo-pher Reeves swimmin' in my swim trunks,
"Mista, help me"'s what he said to me, and then sunk.
Women, skinnin' them and cuttin' them up in chunks,
In clumps, the woman with cocoa-butter skin once.
[Chorus]
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin 'em up, hem 'em, sew 'em up in those kilts,
Up in those kilts, uppa-up in those kilts.
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa-up in those hills.
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Always, you can see him lurkin' in the hallways
Carcasses of Caucasian females in his crawlspace.
How the hell did he fit, em all into such a small place?
Hide em in the wall, well how long will the drywall take?
Well fuck it then, I've got nothin' but time- I'll wait.
Until it dries, for the moment I guess you're all safe.
After I sand it and buff it, I guess that I'll paint
My chainsaw's outta gas, my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, damn stomach rumblin',
You can even hear the evil spirits comin' from within.
Someone's in the back of my damn house rummagin',
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin.
Been on the hunt again, when will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you tryin' to fight? You will never win.
Severin' legs, arms, damn there goes another limb.
Pull the lever then, trap door, death is evident.
[Chorus]
Now, what ya know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothin', so chill.
Fuckin' hoe, ya better fuckin' hold still.
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill.
Cut em, gut 'em 'n just get to stuffin' those girls.
Man,I think she had enough of those pills,
So take that thing away to come back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, baby when I cut ya don't squeal,
I hate the loud noises, I fuckin' told you!
I keep hearin' voices, like "Wouldn't ya like to go an get your butcher knife,
And push it right through her, while ya put your shish-kebab skewers
Into her barbaquer? Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?"
"In a world of sin-doer, this is turnin' into a
Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are."
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya til there's no more skin to ya.
Boo-ya, who ya think your fuckin' with?
Duck, because here he comes again.
[Chorus]
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Eminem | Business | /e/eminem/business_10106011.html | Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S.
Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right!
To the rap mobile, let's go!
Marshall! Marshall!
Bitches and Gentleman!
It's showtime!
Hurry, hurry, step right up!
Introducin' the star of our show, his name is
Marshall!
You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now
So without further ado, I bring to you
Marshall!
You 'bout to witness hip hop in its
Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless
Most hardest, most honest, known artist
Chip off the old block but old doc is
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges (boom sound)
Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
Yeah, here I come
I'm inches away from you, here, fear none
Hip hop is in a state of 911, so
[Chorus: x2]
Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!
Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles
Gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables
Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham
When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals
So, skip to ya Lou, while I do what I do best
You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it
Nobody says it was 'til everyone knows the shit
The most hated on outta all those who say they get hated
On eighties songs
Exaggerate it all so much
They make it all up
There's no such thing
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
It just means so much more to so much more
People when you rappin' and you know what for
The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all
To Marshall and Andre's carnival
Come on! Now
[Chorus: x2]
It's just like old times, the dynamic duo
Two old friends, why panic?
You already who's fully capable, the two caped heroes
Dial straight down the center eight hundred
You can even call collect, the most feared duet
Since me and Elton, play career Russian Roulette
And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a sweat
People steppin' over people just to rush to the set
Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely
Ease ova these beats, and be so breezy
Jesus, how can shit be so easy
How can one Chandra be so Levy
Turn on these beats MC's don't see me
Believe me, B-E-T and M-T-V
Are gonna grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
'Til we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains
Nothin' but clowns down here
But we ain't fuckin' around 'round here
Yo Dre!
What up?
Can I get a hell yeah?
Hell Yeah!
[Chorus: x2]
So there you have it folks
Marshall!
Has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre
And to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because
Marshall!
And Andre are here to stay and never go away
Until our dying day, until we're old and gray
Marshall!
So until next time friends
Same blond hair, same rap channel
Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming
Your host for the evening
Marshall!
Oh! Ha!
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Eminem | Careful What You Wish For | /e/eminem/careful+what+you+wish+for_20793604.html | So this is it
This is what I wished for
Just isn't how I envisioned it
Fame to the point of imprisonment
I just thought the shit'd be different
But something changed
The minute that I got a whiff of it
I started to inhale it
Smell it
Started sniffin' it
And it became my cocaine
I just couldn't quit
I just wanted a little bit
Then it turned me to a monster
I became a hypocrite
Concert after concert
I was raking in the dough
Rolling in green
Had the game hemmed up
Like a sewing machine
But I was losing my freedom
There was no where for me
To not go and be seen
And just go and be me
And there was no in-between
You either loved it or hate it
Every CD critics gave it a three, then three
Years later, they'd go back and re-rate it
And call the Slim Shady LP the greatest
The Marshall Mathers was a classic
The Eminem Show was fantastic
But Encore just didn't have the caliber to match it
I guess enough time just ain't passed, yet
A couple more years, that shit'll be ill-matic
And eight years later, I'm still at it
Divorce, re-married
A felon
A father
Sleeping pill addict
And this is real talk
I feel like the Incredible Hulk
My back has been broke, and I can still walk
So be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
And if you get it then you just might not know
What to do wit' it, 'cause it might just
Come back on you ten-fold
I said
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
And if you get it then you just might not know
What to do wit' it, 'cause it might just
Come back on you ten-fold
I got a letter from a fan, that said
He's been praying for me
Every day and for some reason
It's been weighing on my mind heavy
'Cause I don't read every
Letter I get, but something told me to go ahead and open it, but
Why would someone pray for you when they don't know you?
You didn't pray for me when I was local
And as I lay these vocals
I think of all the shit I had to go through
Just to get to where I'm at
I've already told you at least
A thousand times in these rhymes
I appreciate the prayer, but I've already got
God on my side
And it's been one hell of a ride, hasn't it?
Just watchin' it from an opposite standpoint
Man, boy's got to look
Nuts
And that's the only word I can think of right now
On how
To describe the shit
This is like a vibe you get
Go ahead and bob to it
Just watch what you wish for, 'cause I got the shit
So be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
And if you get it then you just might not know
What to do wit' it, 'cause it might just
Come back on you ten-fold
I said
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
And if you get it then you just might not know
What to do wit' it, 'cause it might just
Come back on you ten-fold
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Eminem | Chemical Warfare | /e/eminem/chemical+warfare_20907285.html | You are now listening to the sounds of...Shady
and...Alchemist..Alchemist..Alchemist...
Got an axe in the duffel bag, couple of fags,
Stuffed in the backseat, muzzled n gagged,
Wrapped in bubble wrap, two lesbians ahh,
Couple hustler mags, now grab the pez dispenser,
Fill it up to the max, with muscle relaxers,
The governor of Alaska, She lusts when I ask her,
To shove my polaski sausage up in her ass huh,
While we hover over Nebraska,
Shooting at the fucking buffalo pasture,
In the helicopter, man I can't fuck her no faster,
She's screaming grab my titties, shady suck on those bastards,
But I ain't no sucker, I won't snuggle up with her after,
I'm a gigolo, But Ya'll look like the juggalo rapper,
Everyday man I just seem to get a little bit doper,
Shit, Back down,
Man I'd rather lick on a scrotum,
And eat the fucking octa Mom's pussy lips with some okra,
While I watch Whoopi Goldberg, Sizzle with Oprah,
While bossy pussy farts and takes a piss on the sofa,
Getting home and play dick swords with the Jonas...Brothers,
Your mother fucking mothers are roamers, Like no other,
I keep thinking of her smothered in soma's...
Its chemical warfare, Drop bombs like sadam,
I'm bringing the drama, Like Barrack Obama,
Playing rock em' sock em' robots with the Octo Mama,
I'm vato loco, homie I'll cock those llamas,
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Eminem | Cleanin' Out My Closet | /e/eminem/cleanin+out+my+closet_10106013.html | Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones
There you go, yeah, yo yo
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and takin' names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth
See they can trigger me but they never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
Ain't you mama I'm a make you look so ridiculous now
[Chorus: x2]
I said I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet
I got some skeletons in my closet and
I don't know if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it
I'm a expose it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' C-D
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My fagot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No, I don't, on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I
Try to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face them today!
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out of that gun
Cause I'd a killed them, shit I woulda shot Kim and him both
This my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show
[Chorus: x2]
Now I would never dis my own mama
Just to get recognition
Take a second to listen who you think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position just try to envision
Witnessin' yo mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitchin' that someones always goin' through her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up
It makes you sick to your stomach doesn't it?
Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?
Well guess what your gettin' older now and
It's cold when your lonely and Nathan's growin' up so quick
He's gonna know that your phony
And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song
Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what I am dead, dead to you as can be!
[Chorus: x2]
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Eminem | Cocaine | /e/eminem/cocaine_20899364.html | [Chorus:]
Got to have it,
Yeah I made it
I'm addicted
[Eminem - Verse 1]
This was a beat with no words at first, it's a blank painting
Exercising the mind, it's brain strength training
Starts off something like shady's an insane maniac
Yeah slim shady that's a zany name aint it
Now all you needs an image to go with the name, baby
Wife beaters and white t-shirts
Hanes mainly, it's a long shot but is it possible
There's a lane maybe,
If not, he's gonna have to come and change the whole game aint he
He wants the fame so bad he can taste it
He can see his name up in lights
Women screaming his f-cking name feinting
Shady did it, he sold out the whole dang stadium
Joe Shmoe made it, he took his plain Jane lady
And his baby Hailey out the trailer
But he aint trailing anymore he's ahead of the race
While maintaining his innocence
Little does he know his train is derailing
And he's about to be raped by this game anally.
[Chorus:]
Got to have it,
Yeah I made it
I'm addicted
[Eminem - Verse 2]
You're operating on all cylinders
Syllables spit like dillingers
Spilling your guts
People are feeling your mic skills
But these haters are ice grillin' ya
Willing to sacrifice anything for the life thye might steal from ya
Fake friends will kill for ya, die for ya
But you can't decipher why for the life of ya
It wasn't like this when you were cyphering
Argue with your ife again
She found vicodin in your pants last night again
Your disputes public
Nothings private anymore
When your best friends say bye bye to him
What kind of apple you take a bite of slim
(But this is what you wanted Marshall aint it)
F-ck no, the way that it turned out
Was nothing like the picture that I painted in my head
Sometimes a dream I make is more fun than to actually make it
The game stripped me naked
It robbed me of ever having another real relation-ship
With another girl, this World is a f-cking trip
As I slip in another world
Proceed, take another hit
Sniff til I f-cking url
Tell em all to f-cking sit and spin til they f-cking twirl
Middle finger up again
Relapsing back in this game, oh well, f-ck it then
[Chorus:]
Got to have it,
Yeah I made it
I'm addicted
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Eminem | Crack A Bottle | /e/eminem/crack+a+bottle_20775965.html | Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've all been waiting for,
In this corner, weighing a hundred and seventy five pounds,
With a record of seventeen rapes, four hundred assaults, and four murders,
The undisputed, most diabolic villain in the world
Slim Shady!
[Chorus]
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
And there's really not that many of us.
Ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust.
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk
OK, let's go
Back with Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one of my mothers sons who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt. Lick the wonder cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
It's a must I redeem my name and haters get mushed.
Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cup. The lady gave her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture us. It's ridiculous you curse at the thought
'Cause when I spit the verse the shit
Gets worse then Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
I venture to say we're the center of attention it's true
Not to mention back with a vengeance so here's the signal
Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio's back on you hoes.
[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
[Dr. Dre]
They see that low rider go by they're, like Oh my!
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre.
I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cause over and above all, it's just another day
And this one begins where the last one ends.
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
I'll be dammed, just fucked around and crashed my Benz.
Driving around with a smashed front end
Let's cash that one in.
Grab another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
The hell if I know.
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions
Garage looks like Precision Collision.
Or Maaco beats quake like Waco
Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though
[Chorus]
And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent!
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we into it's simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm the bomb the don I'm King Kong
Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on
I'm so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the Shaun Dawn burn marijuana do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of what
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it like it don't mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm grown
I stunt I style I flash the shit
I gets what the fuck I want so what I trick
Fat ass burgundy bags classy shit Jimmy Choo shoes
I say move a bitch move
[Chorus]
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Eminem | Drips | /e/eminem/drips_10106022.html | Obie, yo
I'm sick
Damn, you straight dog?
Bitches
Gettin' sick
[Chorus]
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be gettin' sick
That's how dicks be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time
Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk
I had a bag of the skunk, one and last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis
Denise from the cleaners
Fucked me good, you should of seen us
Big booty bitch, switch unbearable,
French role stylin', body like a Stallion
Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigga
Debatin' on to fuck, or do I wanna be a nigga
Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits
Sippin' on that fine shit
I ain't use to buyin'
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like takin' ho's money, but that's anutha story
For surely ya pussy on toast, after we toast
her clothes fell like Bishop and Juice
The womb beata', clean pussy eata, insertin' my jock
In that spot hotta' than the hottest block, don't stop!
Response I got when I was knockin' it
Clocks steadin' tickin', kinky finga lickin'
Then carryin on, semin's at my tip when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that nigga, like a slave owna'
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Pussy tighta' than conditions of us black folks
we in the final stretch, the last part of sex
I bust a fat ass nut, then I woke up next
Like, what the fuck is goin' on here?
This bitch evaporated, pussy and all just picked up and vacated
And now I'm frustrated cause my dick was unprotected
And doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit
Fuck
[Chorus]
Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chick's got it comin'
Someone betta' get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to throw 'er
Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?
Man I'm this close to goin' toe to toe with this whore
What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce
She's havin' another baby of the month and it's yours
And you found it isn't 'cause this bitch has been visitin'
Someone else and suckin' his dick and kissin' you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan
Now the plot has thickend 'n worse
'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse
So your paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick
So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it
Then the doctor comes out lookin' like Dennis the Menace ha ha ha ha
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta call in you his office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
And when you see 'er, you're gonna bend 'er fuckin' neck back yo
'Cause you love 'er, you neva' would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleanas
Bringin' me home diseases swingin' from Obie's penis
She's so deceivin', shit this ho's a genius
She gee'd us
[Chorus]
"I'm busy!"
Yeah, fuck these bitches
Fuck 'em all"
Get money
Ha!
Shady Records
Woo!
Obie Trice
Eminem motherfucker
New millennium shit
Yeah
Turn this shit off
Turn this shit the fuck off
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Eminem | Elevator | /e/eminem/elevator_20886752.html | All aboard, okay, next stop, my basement, haha
I'll meet you down there
[Chorus]
There once was a saying that I used to say
Back in the day when I met Dre
I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him
That's not happening, that I can't fathom
Eighty something million records worldwide later,
I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator
Haters getting mad, they done had enough of Shady
You slay me, nothing you say matters enough that you shame me
Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele
Woopsa that a fucking daisy
That's a no-no who even she knows Dada's fucking crazy
Fucking animal, cookoo, bananas, fucking A B
Maybe it's because I never had a mother raise me
Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think it's cause of the way that I was brought up
But it's all caught up to me now, karma's in the waters
Every line I ever said has got me in a corner
You might think it doesn't creep upon ya, but it all does
You wouldn't listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started
Now your brains all horny cause of all the shit you thought of
Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust
I never thought it'd come to this, I outta just be honest but
[Chorus]
Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain't gonna make it fake it
They get so mad, when I call them both fagots
All these fucking voices in my head I can't take it
Someone shut that fucking baby up, 'for I shake it
You're standing adjacent to Jason's last slut, they're facing
Together makes 'em, a fucking bad combination
I lashed at the doctor in my last operation
Shoved the wiener schnitzel up his ass, hopped away some-
Body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him
Homie, I'm the shizer, pass Doctor Dre some
I can't leave the game, I just can't walk away son
No not-a now, not a chance, not today son
I can't believe I leave for one brief second
And you pussy's queef all over the rap game, naked
And use a leaf to clean up the crap stains, feck it
I just keep saying the same exact saying, check it
[Chorus]
Elevator in my house, I'll smell ya later
I blew the fuck up, a hamster in a microwave
Think about an escalator now, steps, I hate 'em
Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed 'em
Yeah, for every time you ride down the street
Or hideout, drive by my house and beep
Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep
Lie down motherfucker, try countin' sheep
And you're tryna find out, why now there's beef?
Mase in your face bitch, cry now pussy
This is my house, all nine thousand feet
So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth
Then I shove 'em in the elevator, take 'em to the top
Stand above 'em,just to cut the fucking cable, let 'em drop
Walk an hour to the damn refrigerator, get a pop
While I let 'em fall all the way to the basement, yelling stop!
[Chorus]
Fucking son of a bitch, I can't believe this shit
This must be all that there is, this must be it
Fuckin'-A even got a bidet
Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper
Dishwasher's so big, when I'm pissed off
I can just toss a flying saucer in it
This shit's awesome, yeah, fucking elevator
Living in a house with a fucking elevator
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Eminem | Emulate | /e/eminem/emulate_20720423.html | [Talking: Obie Trice]
New shit Obie Trice, Eminem
Get familiar wit it
[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
Obie the person that came up and deverted
Cause of nervousness
That was solely the homie's verdict
It was worth it
Cause he changed, became so I observed it
Certain such of a purpose
Its like a different version
So much hurtin' and pain
Gave him game for certain
That's why its curtains at his murder if you get him worked up
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher
Had enough of
Isolating myself in a room
Writing poems for songs doin' the same in school
Now look what he became a fool
Cause he learned how to sustain his two
And obtain fame from you
Living hard but still Julliard
A god walks and ain't spent a day in a pew
Regardless of this I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents
So welcome to the art department
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I stimulate the brain mimick
Emulate the sane
Sick of people thinkin' its a fuckin' mimick when it ain't
Clinically insane
Brain is on Venus
Suck your anus (Uranus)
Label me a genius if you ever seen as you would say
He may seem as though hes plain normal
If you ever meet him greet him with a shake see he ain't as mean as what they
say
See the thing is maybe he can't always think of things to say so hes vague
So they mistake him for just bein' crazed
You don't think hes strange
You turn around and tell him please and thanks
And catch him flippin' you off with his pants down
Hands around
His Scrotum tuckin' his fuckin' penis between his legs
[Talking: Eminem]
This is Shade 45
You know how motherfuckin' serious this shit is?
This shit is so motherfuckin' serious
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Eminem | Farewell | /e/eminem/farewell_21110893.html | I don't wanna say goodbye
But sometimes things just don't go as we'd like
All I wanna do is cry
Say my farewells, pack up and leave tonight
Farewell miss I know that you can care less
But I'm sorry for everything I was careless
But I need you to know that I love you so much
And I've been drinking myself to sleep my soul's crushed
A couple more shots I know I'm gonna go nuts
I can't deal with the fact you left me with no crutch
I was in love with you how could you do this to me
Actually I did this to myself, what a tragedy!
And now what do I do?
Where do I go?
Cause everywhere I go I see your face
It's hard starting over
Trying to find another shoulder
To lean on
I feel like my whole life just got peed on
They say time heals but dammit I wanna stop time and feel this pain
As crazy as it sounds to me it's sane
And I like it, why? 'cause I feel like we're still united
In some weird way I don't wanna fight it
I don't wanna say goodbye
But sometimes things just don't go as we'd like
All I wanna do is cry
Say my farewells, pack up and leave tonight
I wrote you the other day and you didn't write back!
It's like that!? after all the crap we been through!?
I can't believe you! I know I fucked up!
But look within you and find some love and stop being stuck up!
You keep sending me to voicemail!
I'm annoyed, hell!, shit you coulda at least sent a text
But you're probably busy kissing someone else's lips
While I'm sitting here cleaning my shoes from this shit!
You're hard headed a sharp headache
I need help call a medic
I just cut myself, yeah, I did it
Without you I'm nothing don't you get it!?
Every time that I said I loved you I meant it!
You turn and tell me you hate me and regret that
We ever met, I can't believe you just said that
You're so cold you just hit me so low
I can't take this no more, so hit the road
I don't wanna say goodbye
But sometimes things just don't go as we'd like
All I wanna do is cry
Say my farewells, pack up and leave tonight
Some things just don't seem the way they do
One day you tell me I love you and only you
I wake up to find out it was a dream
You're telling me you hate me, you're leaving me
People change everything changes
We go from best friends then become strangers
We go from seeing each other everyday then
Farewell to never seeing your face again
I can't get you outta of my head
So I'm out of bed at 4 in the morning
Wishing I was dead
But for some odd reason I can't do it
For some reason I needed to write
What's on my mind and what's going through it
Cause if I don't I'll probably suffocate
Why do you have so much hate
Towards me you need some loving babe
God I fucking love you I hate myself
For falling in love with you
Just to find out all I did was trouble you
My heart is aching I'm medicated
I tried meditating
But nothing works I don't even feel sedated
I wish you could feel what I feel for one second
I reckon you would jump out your window bare naked
Fuck humiliation, you do anything to get me back
Opinions wouldn't matter what they thought in fact
You would tell everyone to fuck themselves good
And do everything to have me if you could
I don't wanna say goodbye
But sometimes things just don't go as we'd like
All I wanna do is cry
Say my farewells, pack up and leave tonight
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Eminem | Freestyle 2 | /e/eminem/freestyle+2_20200771.html | Let me tell your first
When I'm done freestylin youll need a fuckin hurst
I'm white yeah I'm kinda like slim shady
And looking at you, ur probably hung like a baby.
I pissed you off with that one liner
But I'm sure ill do it again like a big tymer.
Ok right now I'm gonna let you flow
And when I'm tired of hearin your shit ill let you know.
Its my turn and I'm gonna drop a bomb
Blow you up like a fucking Vietcong.
I'm sick with the rhymes I've just said
Don't mind my face its a little red.
Cuz I'm embarrassed to be up here its true
Its not cuz I'm scared its cuz I'm battling someone like you.
I mean jesus your rhymes aint even witty
And every one here knows your lyrics are shitty
But its ok cuz your tryin your best
And if you have a girlfriend I'm sure her backs like her chest
In other words you be fucking a guy
And don't tell me the excuse, its cuz I was high
Its cuz your like at the other fags who think their cool
But infact your really enjoy pushing it stool!
I'm done ok I can't think of any thing else to say
I'm at lost for words cuz my rhymes might be soundin gay
But then again we listened to your rhymes so I guess it would be ok.
Ill finish your off with a one liner and then I'm done.
This is the rhyme that with solididfy that I won.
I listened to every rhyme youve said
And it was all mumble jumble like your were giving some head.
Now remember I'm white so I don't belong in the rap game
But id be there before you cuz your lyrics where fuck in lame!!!
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Eminem | Gangsta - (Joe Beast) | /e/eminem/gangsta+joe+beast_20676832.html | [Intro - Joe Beast]
("Gangstas")
Detroit in last minute
("Gangstas")
Yeah, to all my Hill
("Gangstas")
Yeah everybody out there
("Gangstas")
Ya know what I mean?
Rock that
Rock that
("Gangstas") shit, shit, shit
("Gangstas") shit, shit, shit
Rock that
("Gangstas") shit, shit, shit
("Gangstas") shit, shit, shit
[Verse 1 - Joe Beast]
Do no shit talkin'
Sprayin' niggas up when that clip poppin'
On the west with the (gangstas),
They Crip walkin'
Glock pistol grip, custom fit coffins
Niggas is rollin' they shit, blunt coughin'
Nigga is you (gangsta) or just talkin'
Them ill hill niggas, do this shit often
From my project bricks to Compton
We original (gangstas)
And really ass critical (gangstas)
Now you hit lookin' pitiful, ain't ya?
You ain't no motherfuckin' (gangsta), gangsta
Yo, you got to walk in the shoes of a (gangsta)
And you gotta pay your dues to be a (gangsta)
Yo them niggas make the news, they cause (gangsta)
The bad guy lose, that ain't gangsta ("gangsta")
Yo those Pittsburgh niggas is (gangstas)
Yeah them Chi-town niggas is (gangstas)
Boston niggas is (gangsta)
Yo, Philly niggas they keep it (gangsta)
And them New York niggas they (gangstas)
And them L. A. Niggas, yo they (gangstas)
And them atl niggas, they (gangstas)
[Verse 2 - Joe Beast]
Do you really keep it (gangsta), yeah or is you bluffin'
A real (gangsta) leave a murder scene disgustin'
Where my (gangstas) servin' them fiends hustlin'
Real (gangstas) they ain't hustlin' for nothin'
Is that a (gangsta)? Naw, homey
Them Hill (gangstas) they'll break your jaw homey
Them East coast (gangstas) on that grind
And them West coast, gangbangin' throwin' signs
My down South (gangstas), gettin' crazy pay
Be so (gangsta), throw they gays to your braids
This is for my (gangstas), in the grave
And this is for my (gangstas), locked in the caves
Keep that shit (gangsta), sharpin' up them blades
This is for my (gangstas), on lockdown
And my niggas, got the block locked down
We gangstas niggas, we don't gotta down
[Chorus - Joe Beast]
(Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta, is you or ain't ya
Those (gangstas) gangstas will shoot you or shank ya
They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya
But I'm a keep it (gangsta), even if I'm famous
[Verse 3 - Joe Beast]
We don't wet ya'll (gangstas),
So ya'll better respect our (gangstas)
Matter fact you ain't no
Motherfuckin' (gangsta), you a car thief
Nigga if you (gangsta), then try to harm me
(Good shit), dog you gonna need a army
Don't have me have to call them niggas from Core Street
They bringin' more heat, come to start a war with Beast
Monsters, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhies
Nigga, I love this gangsta shit
No guns in the pen now shank you quick
Now that's that (gangsta) shit, shit, shit
Joe Beast goin' to the bank with this
Now that's (gangsta), Beast is in
Watch me sloppy Joe off this zero's gin
Go to jail, back out in the streets again
If drop they gun, put the heat to his chin
Now that's
[Chorus - Joe Beast]
(Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta is you or ain't ya
Them (gangstas) gangstas will shot you or shank ya
They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya
But I'm a keep it gangsta even I'm famous
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Eminem | Get Money | /e/eminem/get+money_20982462.html | [Intro:]
Yeah, yeah, I get it
I run this rap shit, now guess who's back
You thought I left you, now why would I do that? (1, 2, 3)
X2
[Verse]
They keep on sayin' the same rappers are the best
Jay-Z and Kanye West, maybe they're just tryna distract it
From the fact that I'm comin' back
Or maybe it's cause I ain't black, maybe it's because of that
Maybe it's because I'm the highest sellin' artist in rap
While I'm sittin' back in my office jackin' off to my plaques
I'm still sick, how can I be sick this long
And I'm still alive, Magic Johnson arise
I thrive on makin' my opponents think that I've died
That's when I just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, there we go there
Damn I forgot how much money he got
On the beach of St. Tropez, but your man don't lay
In the sun cause I don't tan, I burn, blood clot
When you gonna learn how much money we've earned
How does it feel to know I came in this game at 25
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20's still
And Fif' here to lick on that Coca-Cola shit
And he ain't even gotta look at coke to even hold a brick
No more, oh boy, goddamn did he score
To go from sellin' bags to bottles right out the store
And Shady hit the box office man, he knocked the socks off us
My ex-wife is set for life, you profitless cocksuckers
So stay the fuck off us, we make pay
I'm just a super easy modest mc, okay?
Til I hear the word has been, that's when I start spazzin'
Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then
I'm the best thing that ever happened to rap, bastards
I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme Kanye's glasses!
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Eminem | If I Had... | /e/eminem/if+i+had_10106080.html | Life
By Marshal Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you down
And every time you think you gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
They want to come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
Swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing your shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a millionaire
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand,
I'd make the world suck my dick
Without a condom on,
While I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough,
Because I'd still be out
Robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to kiss
I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home
To have one in if I did have it on
Tired of not driving a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blond whore
After work in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
Without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
Robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to kiss
You know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm sayin'?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm sayin'?
Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin'?
Just fed up
That's my word
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Eminem | I'm Having A Relapse | /e/eminem/im+having+a+relapse_20762626.html | Damn it feels good to be back
I'm having a relapse
How the hell did he manage
To get more felony charges?
He's already got life in jail
Man, what the hell is his problem?
Well to be honest the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic
They compelled me
To kill this elderly man
And I get these panic attacks
Pop a xanax, relax
Try to stick my fucking dick
Inside a mannequins ass
Then I get manic depressed
And the orthodontist get gas masked
Kick ass
The first thing I'll put on is the mask
Speaking of masks, man
It ain't to late to have a change of pace
And take it off and show my face
So you can see the things you face
And slice you up
And cook you after your murder
By strangulation
that's bacon souffle
You making ain't you
Well thank you jason
There goes one more coma
Due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more soma
And I'll be done for it mama
Go in the damn broom closet
Another valium lost it
Shovin the vacuums nozzle
Down the bathroom faucet
It seems like every day I get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier
Hand me that 18 month old baby
To shake him up
It'll only take me a second to choke his trachea
Breaking his neck in 80 some places
Baby here shady comes lady
He's got the razor ba-blades and the cha-cha-chainsaw-saw baby
You be-be-blundering bumbling m-m-mumbling dumm dumms
Yeah, here I come come you hear the rumbling, vrum vrum
there's something inside of that blue tarp
And that drum drum
A head and torso of someone
Where'd it come from?
Who's it belong to
Maybe that girl with the long blond hair
Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom poms
Clearly there's some'n wrong
'Cause she didn't come home
she's missing
Where is she
Something fishy is going on
I guess he stuck the bitch with the pitchfork with the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on
To my damn song
C'mon
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Eminem | Infinite | /e/eminem/infinite_20049956.html | Oh yeah, this is Eminem baby,
Back up in that motherfucking ass
One time for your mother fucking mind,
We represent the 313
You know what I'm saying?, 'cause they don't know shit about this
For the 9-6
Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxing, a zany acting maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants
Twist the necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects
We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be stare and gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland
I'm infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite
Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite defense
I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp and two feet to rinse
I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil pans
My coil hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand the lonely one
Imitator, intimidator, stimulator, simulator of data, eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
Fuck around and catch all of the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My accapella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis
And eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it
I'm infinite
Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some shit that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all responsibility
'Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic messaler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is specialer, My skill is intergalactical
I get cynical act a fool then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather let a tactical, tact full track tickle your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, 'cause once you make an instant hit
I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit
I'm infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it.
I'm infinite
You heard of hell well I was sent from it
I went to it serving a sentence for murderin' instruments
Now I'm trying to repent from it
But when I hear the beat I'm tempted to make another attempt at it.
I'm infinite
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Eminem | Invasion | /e/eminem/invasion_20286683.html | Intro:
Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this... what is this...
The Invasion! yeah yeah Green Lantern! The infiltration! We're comin'!
Yeah!
I got 50 Cent, I got G-unit, D-twizzy in this bitch, wit' obie trice
So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name, 'cause you say one more thing,
it won't be nice
Here we go,
I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled
Into some bullshit
Sooner or later
You litte haters
Are too jealous of us to love us
You hate it,
G-unit made it,
Then Obie's coming,
D-twizzy's comin, ya sick to
Ya stomach
50 percent of it's 50 Cent,
The other 50 percent of it's whose color of skin it is
But if you even considerin' takin' our label down,
You better find our building
And fly a fuckin plane into it
But I ain't tryin to get to intricate into it,
I'm just tryin to give you a little hint for your own benefit
'cause then it's gonna get to the point
Where it escalates into some other shit,
Then I'm a flip
Then I'm a get to
Stompin' in my Air Force once,
Won't be able to tell if its two purrs or it's one
'cause it's gone feel like so many feet kickin you,
You think Nike just made these cleats into shoes
I don't know what it is or what it could be,
But I get a woody,
When these pussies try to push me
Thinkin they gone put me in a position to pickle me
Y'all tickle me pink,
I think I'd just rather have pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock tickety tock tickety,
A little bit of the diggety doc
Diggety mixed with a little bit of the jigga j-jigga
What a small pinch,
Biggy look at me,
I'm just a bomb diggety
(Chorus)
We the realest lable, we'll try to act like you don't feel our lable
'cause we gone fuck around and kill your lable! Obie, D-twizzy, G-unit, 50,
Shady
Records we the lable for sho!
We the realest lable, we'll try to act like you don't feel our lable
'cause we gone fuck around and steal your paper! Obie, D-twizzy, G-unit, 50,
we're
Gone kill your fuckin lable for sho!
(Bridge)
Shady in the place to BC, 'cause I got what it takes to rock tha mic RIGHT!
Still watch what you say to me ho cause I'm off probation in less than 6
MONTHS!
(Outro)
Ha ha, whooo, Shady records, still Aftermath, and don't think we don't hear
you
Muthafuckas talkin, 'cause we do, we see y'all, but we just gone sit back for
a minute
And see what the fuck y'all do!
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Eminem | Just Lose It | /e/eminem/just+lose+it_10105664.html | OK
Guess who's back
Back again
Shady's back
Tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor, alright stop
Pajama time
Come here little kiddies, on my lap
Guess who's back with a brand new rap
And I don't mean rap, as in a new case
Of child molestation accusation aah aah aah aah aah
No worries, pappa's got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise, I done touched on everything,
But little boys
And that's not a stab at Micheal, that's just a metaphor,
I'm just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide, up the center of the dance floor
Like T-P for my bung hole and it's cool if you let one go
Nobody's gonna know who'd hear it
Give a little "poot poot", it's OK
Oops my C-D just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip,
[Chorus]
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance,
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops I mean girl
Girl girl girl (Now you know you're my world)
Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby Aah aah, Oh baby baby aah aah
It's Friday and it's my day, chance to party
All the way to Sunday, maybe till Monday, I dunno what day
Everyday's just a holiday
Crusin' on the freeway feelin' kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow,
I dunno where I'm goin'
All I know is when I get there, someones gonna touch my body
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk
But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah
Now what's your name girl, what's your sign?
Man, you must be up out your mind
Dre aah aah, beer goggles, blind, I'm just trying to unwind, now I'm
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance,
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops I mean girl
Girl girl girl (Now you know you're my world)
Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby Aah aah, Oh baby baby aah aah
It's Tuesday and I'm locked up,
I'm in jail and I don't know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming aah aah aah aah aah
Your honor I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
They said save it boy, we got you on tape
Telling an old lady to "touch my body"
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real tense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it's 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Now step back to reality, look it's B.Rabbit, you signed me up to battle?
I'm a grown man chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba chuba
I don't have any lines to go right here so
Duba duba teletubie fella's what? fella's yeah?
Grab you left (nut), make right one jealous what?
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls, tall girls, small girls,
I'm calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor, it's your chance for a little romance or
Butt squeezing it's the season
Just go aah aah aah aah, it's so appeasin'
Now I'm gonna make you dance, it's your chance,
Yeah boy shake that ass,
Oops I mean girl
Girl girl girl (Now you know you're my world)
Alright now lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Just lose it Aah aah aah aah aah
Go crazy Aah aah aah aah aah
Oh baby Aah aah, Oh baby baby aah aah
Mm touch my body
Mm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body
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Eminem | Medicine Ball | /e/eminem/medicine+ball_20790647.html | Oh, my goodness
What have I done (oh no)
I can't believe it
It's like I've got the whole world
In my palm
And I'm ready to drop bombs
Welcome to the slim shady mecca Rebbecca
It's the village in New York right next to the Tribeca
It's my sector homosexual dissector
Come again rewind selector
I said nice rectum
I had a vasectomy Hector
So you can't get pregnant if I bisexually wreck ya
Hannibal Lector in the guy sex and I bet ya
I tantalize ya in the less than five seconds I get ya
They said once bitten n twice shy
We lie next to the guy
With nine ecstasy pills and five extra
Boxes of ripped condoms and quantities why yes sir
I took the rest of the Lunesta pills for my dresser
It's my kinda vibe what else should I try Lester
Drop, kick the bits before a second trimester
Performed a home abortion with Dexter the ni yeser
Dig a fetus out with a wire hanging then digest her
[Chorus]
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Lets begin now hand me the pin
How should I begin it and were does it all end
The world is just my medicine ball your all in
I said
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Lets begin now hand me the pin
How should I begin it and were does it all end
My medicine ball your in my medicine ball friends
All my west side bitches throw it up
Put a balloon inside your pussy queef and blow it up
Man I think that he just fell off the teeth and showin' up
So you better change the station
To keep from throwin' up
Man you seen it all before your alter a million with it
There's a penis on the floor and two balls so you know who did it
You know you with it girl don't front, oh no you didn't
I won right by the Pussy Cat Dolls "When call you kitten"
I'll pee on Rihanna see man I do what I wanna
Spray perfume in the sauna room
Crazy glue in Madonna to
The lazy boy so called fold her in two and sit on her
Imagine if visual for that man
Who woulda thought
Could ever be such a relentless prick
And leashin' his fingers
For the chicks who waltz
She looks like she outlived her life sentence
I never meant this, rhyme to be so offensive
If you weren't so defensive it wouldn't be
Your so sensitive
[Chorus]
Put Christopher Reeves on a unicycle with a kickstand
Kick it up and push him and knee him right into quick sand
Here you need a hand big man grab hold of this branch
With both hands, man they don't understand I'm just a sick man
Now everybody's pissed at me like it's my fault his name rhymes with so many
different words, jeez
So one last time, Mister Christopher Reeves
Won't you break it down for me and just spit the first please
(Chrisopher Reeves) Eminem I'm coming to kill you (sniff)
Always hated you and I still do
You'll never feel my chumps my superman costume (sniff)
Doesn't even fit you they don't feel you
You taking this shit too far (sniff)
Who do you think you are hang my suit up in the armoir
Everyday I hate you more and more
Throw down the cardboard
Lets break down you think your hardcore
[Chorus]
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Emmylou Harris | All My Tears | /e/emmylou+harris/all+my+tears_20050259.html | (Julie Miller)
When I go don't cry for me
In my fathers arms I'll be
The wounds this world left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced
With the light of Jesus' face
And I will not be ashamed
For my savior knows my name
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from heaven's store
Come and drink and thirst no more
So weep not for me my friend
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to him
Who will raise the dead again
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be home and I'll be free
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away
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Emmylou Harris | Alone And Forsaken | /e/emmylou+harris/alone+and+forsaken_20811950.html | We met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
The pastures were green and the meadows were gold
Our love was in flower as summer grew on
He love like the leaves now has withered and gone.
The roses have faded, there's frost at my door
The birds in the morning don't sing anymore
The grass in the valley is starting to die
And out in the darkness the whippoorwills cry.
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Oh, please understand.
Oh, where has he gone to, oh, where can he be
He may have forsaken some other like me
He promised to honor, to love and obey
Each vow was a plaything that he threw away.
The darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray
A hound in the distance is starting to "BAY"
I wonder, I wonder what he's thinking of
Forsaken, forgotten without any love.
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please hold to my hand
Oh, please understand.
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Emmylou Harris | Angel Eyes | /e/emmylou+harris/angel+eyes_20275357.html | Angel eyes, angel eyes
The ways of the world are feeble
Don't give up on simple people
Angel eyes.......
The blues you can live without
It's not what you song's about
Angel eyes, angel eyes
Tell me what would we do without
No light from angel eyes
You can move the hearts of men
Just with a phrase you're turning
Since hearts ever have been yearning......... and so alone
Thin lines you've been living on
Are so close to the danger zone
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Emmylou Harris | Another Pot O' Tea | /e/emmylou+harris/another+pot+o+tea_20285144.html | Put on another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me
Well they say that now you don't talk straight
And that of late it's been my lot to be afraid
To remember you by anything
But memories I already keep
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm love with the Irish accent to your story
And now I need some sympathy
It's harder when it takes so long to leave
The table where we all learned to laugh and learned to grieve
Over the pain that came so close to you
It comes so close to me today
So put another pot o' tea
'Cause I'm in love with the Irish accent to your story
And I need someone to help me
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Emmylou Harris | Blackhawk | /e/emmylou+harris/blackhawk_20050260.html | (Daniel Lanois)
Well I work the double shift
In a bookstore on St. Clair
While he pushed the burning ingots
In Dofasco stinking air
Where the truth bites and stings
I remember just what we were
As the noon bell rings for
Blackhawk and the white winged dove
Hold on to your aching heart
I'll wipe the liquor from your lips
A small town hero never dies
He fades a bit and then he slips
Down into the blast furnace
In the heat of the open hearth
And at the punch clock he remembers
Blackhawk and the white winged dove
I remember your leather boots
Pointing up into the sky
We fell down to our knees
Over there where the grass grew high
Love hunters in the night
Our faces turned into the wind
Blackhawk where are you know
Blackhawk and the white winged dove
We were Blackhawk where are you know
We were Blackhawk where are you know
Do you still have the ring I gave you
On the banks of Lake Bear
Where I felt certain that I knew you
My cool and distant debonair
Now we drink at Liberty Station
Another cup of muscatel
Wrapped in the strong arms of the Union
Raisin' kids from raisin' hell
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Emmylou Harris | Blue Kentucky Girl | /e/emmylou+harris/blue+kentucky+girl_20050031.html | (Johnny Mullins)
You left me for the bright lights of the town
A country boy set out to see the world
Remember when those neon lights shine down
That big old moon shines on your Kentucky girl
I swear I love you by the moon above you
How bright is it shining in your world
Some morning when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
Don't wait to bring great riches home to me
I need no diamond rings or fancy pearls
Just bring yourself, you're all I'll ever need
That's good enough for this blue Kentucky girl
I swear I love you by the moon above you
How bright is it shining in your world
Some morning when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl
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Emmylou Harris | Blue Train | /e/emmylou+harris/blue+train_20504431.html | Watchin' the long places ridin' this run down track
And the lost places from a dream that never brings them back
And sad truth is nothing but a cold hard fact
I'm ridin' the blue train over the miles yet to cover a ghost in a hurry to
fade
I'm taking it one way to nowhere afraid you might be there
To find me inside this blue train
Countin' the burned bridges trailing this rusted wreck
As our back pages scatter in the dust we left
Like a pearl necklace falling from around my neck
I'm ridin' the blue train...
Away down the low road a ticket to an empty room a rendezvous unknown
[ guitar ]
I'm ridin' the blue train...
I'm ridin' the blue train...
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Emmylou Harris | Bluebird Wine | /e/emmylou+harris/bluebird+wine_20050149.html | Baby brought me in out off the highway
Poured my right good liquor down the sink
Straightened out my crooked ways of thinking
And made it purely pleasure when I drank
And it's all right now
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
I'm drunk on Bluebird wine
Baby's up and running in the mornin'
Says she's got a million things to do yeah
While I'm gone just you go get your guitar
Write some pretty song about me and you
And it's all right now
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
I'm drunk on Bluebird wine
Baby says she'd really love a party
Get some friends together feelin' fine yeah
Any friend of mine is worth his habit
A belly full of baby's Bluebird wine
And it's all right now
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
I'm drunk on Bluebird wine
Yes it's all right now
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
I'm drunk on Bluebird, wine
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Emmylou Harris | Born To Run | /e/emmylou+harris/born+to+run_20050211.html | Well I never did crawl and I never did toe the line
No man is a master to me, I ain't that kind
I just put on my travelin' shoes
If you want to win you just can't lose the time
Or stay behind
Well I was born to run
To get ahead of the rest
And all that I wanted was to be the best
Just to feel free and be someone
I was born to be fast I was born to run
Well I take the chances for the time I made mistakes
But you don't get nothin' unless you take the breaks
Livin' as dangerous as dynamite
Sure it makes you feel nervous but it makes you feel
Alright
Makes you feel alright
Nobody gonna make me do things their way
By the time you figure it out it's yesterday
Well it comes to he who waits I'm told
But I don't need it when I'm old and gray
Yeah, I want it today
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Emmylou Harris | Bright Morning Stars | /e/emmylou+harris/bright+morning+stars_20050235.html | (Traditional)
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh, where are our dear mothers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They are down in the valley praying,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh where are our dear fathers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They have gone to heaven shouting,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
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Emmylou Harris | Cajun Born | /e/emmylou+harris/cajun+born_20167849.html | I was born on the bayou thirty miles of Lafayette's
My daddy was a Cajun man, Lord he thought us how to plow
I remember Mama's breakfast cush cush and a kaye
Being served on a banyee Lord, I wish I had some now
I'm a Cajun born, I'm a Cajun bred
And when I die I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska, if I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way back to the bayou
We went to church every Sunday we had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man 'cause we thought he wore a dress, yes
After church we had a party we played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blon oh made a sinner out of me
I'm a Cajun born, I'm a Cajun bred
And when I die I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska, if I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way back to the bayou
When I'm ready to be married going to be this Cajun lady
Someone sort of like my Mama
'Cause I ain't know other kind, don't know other kind
Wherever fortune takes me, if it makes me or it breaks me
It's memories will forsake me, Louisiana on my mind
I'm a Cajun born, I'm a Cajun bred
And when I die I'm a Cajun dead
If I die in Alaska, if I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way back to the bayou
If I die in Alaska, if I die in Ohio
This soul will find it's way back to the bayou
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Emmylou Harris | Crescent City | /e/emmylou+harris/crescent+city_20050073.html | Everybody's had a few
Now they're talking about who knows who
I'm going back to the crescent city
Where everything's still the same
This town has said what it has to say
Now I'm after that back highway
And the longest bridge I've ever crossed over Pontchartrain
Tu les ton sans temps that's what we say
We used to dance the night away
Me and my sister me and my brother
We used to walk down by the river
Mama lives in mandeville
I can hardly wait until
I can hear my zydeco
And laissez le bon ton roulet
And take rides in open cars
My brother knows where the best bars are
Let's see how these blues'll do
In the town where the good times stay
Tu les ton sans temps that's what we say
We used to dance the night away
Me and my sister me and my brother
We used to walk down by the river
Tu les ton sans temps that's what we say
We used to dance the night away
Me and my sister me and my brother
We used to walk down by the river
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Emmylou Harris | Darkest Hour Is Just Before Down | /e/emmylou+harris/darkest+hour+is+just+before+down_20050190.html | (Ralph Stanley)
The sun is slowly sinkin'
The day's almost gone
Still darkness falls around us
And we must journey on
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The narrow way leads home
Lay down your soul at Jesus' feet
The darkest hour is just before dawn
Like a shepherd out on the mountain
A-watchin' the sheep down below
He's coming back to claim us
Will you be ready to go
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The narrow way leads home
Lay down your soul
Let Jesus in
The darkest hour is just before dawn
The darkest hour is just before dawn
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Emmylou Harris | Deeper Well | /e/emmylou+harris/deeper+well_20050214.html | The sun burned hot, it burned my eyes
Burned so hot I thought I'd died
Thought I'd died and gone to Hell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I went to the river but the river was dry
I fell to my knees, and I looked to the sky
I looked to the sky, and the spring rain fell
I saw the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I was ready for love, I was ready for the money
Ready for the blood and ready for the honey
Ready for the winnin', ready for the bell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I found some love and I found some money
Found that blood would drip from the honey
Found I had a thirst that I could not quell
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, I did it for kicks and I did it for faith
I did it for lust and I did it for hate
I did it for need and I did it for love
Addiction stayed on tight like a glove
So I ran with the moon and I ran with the night
And the three of us were a terrible sight
Nipple to the bottle, to the gun, to the cell
To the bottom of a hole of a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
I rocked with the cradle and I rolled with the rage
I shook those walls and I rattled that gage
I took my trouble down a dead-end trail
Reachin' out a hand for a holier grail
Hey there, mama, did you carry that load?
Did you tell your baby 'bout the bend in the road
'Bout the rebel yell, 'bout the one that fell?
Lookin' for the water from a deeper well...
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
Well, lookin' for the water from a deeper well
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