Goddesses of Belly Dance ()

Belly Dance Lyrics by Coco Lee

Coco Lee — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:19:07 +0000

Intro
Yeah come on

Verse 1
You want me so bad that you started dreaming about me.
Even imagine me doing bad things to ya and for ya.
You believe that you can have me.
But...

Pre-chorus
If you can, you've got one chance.
What can you do to see my belly dance?

chorus
You want to see my belly dance.
You kinda cute so you might be the man.
Play your cards right and you could get the chance to see my belly dance.
You want to see my belly dance.
You kinda cute so you might be the man.
Play your cards right and you could get the chance to see my belly dance.

Verse 2
Your one wish is that
I'll work it for ya like this
Be your little private dancing mistress
Anytime and anywhere
You like it.
I want it go down that way...
But...

Song for Belly Dancer Lyrics by Perry Como

Perry Como — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:13:56 +0000

My youth was spent in the Orient
where they never taught me to waltz
You'd be surprised when I exercised
it was never done to a waltz!
It was "done" like this . . .
but never to a waltz!

In ancient Siam, women like I am
indoors or on the street . . .
No woman . . . dances with her feet!
Egyptian, Persian, only one version
no other stands a chance,
feet are for walking,
not for dance!

To an oriental fiddle,
you can see them shake their middle,
the feet don't mean a thing
middles are all they swing!

Even an Egyptian "mummy"
wiggles her tummy
wiggles it so an' so
that is the only dance ! know!

Belly Dance Lyrics by Outlandish

Outlandish — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:11:11 +0000

You don't need anyone
Anyone but me and my sheiks
Anyone but me and my peeps
Anyone but this here

Rapverse1 (Waqas)

Let me bust some rap shit
To adapt this you need practice
You never seen nothing like this
Up in the studio El Moro thugged out
Came home late the wife bugged out
Got to see more people belly that ass
More cash and my fam back home will have a blast
We mash
And you ain't got no clue
It's outland moro it's over you through

Verse1

Belly Dancer Lyrics by Akon

Akon — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 17:06:25 +0000

ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhh

Hey ladies drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy girl go Bananza
shake ya body like a belly dancer
Hey ladies drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground
Don't be shy girl go Bananza (hey girl)
Shake ya body like a belly dancer

Yo,excuse me, beg your pardon girl
Do you have any idea what you startin girl
You got me tingling, come to me mingiling
Steppin off lookin bootylicious and jingling
When you walk, I see you baby girl
When you talk, I believe it baby girl
I like that, thick-petite n' pretty
Little touch is a ditty
Love to work the kitty like purrrrrrr
She loves to stirr it up purrrrrr
I can hear her purring up
Cause she’s the type that'll get arousy of
Get you excited and call her boyfriend up (oh no)
What's a player without the plan B
We can meet up at the hutter house for the tv.
So stand by like a butty pass
While I watch this beautiful thang shake that ass

Tripoli- Shores of Tripoli Lyrics by Irving Weill

Irving Weill — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 21:28:01 +0000

[Verse 1]
Open the portals of memory,
Let the old honeymoon glow;
Take me again to old Tripoli,
Bring back the sweet long ago.

[Chorus]
Floating on the bay at Tripoli,
Sweethearts, you and I.
Just a little paradise for two,
'Neath a starlit sky.

Vesper bells were aringing,
Choir voices were singing;
While the moon above just spoke of love,
On the shores of Tripoli. -li.

2.
Just like a beautiful melody,
Haunting me all the day through,
So I am haunted by Tripoli,
When I am dreaming of you.

[Chorus]

All Across the Sands Lyrics by Stone Roses

Stone Roses — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 16:10:30 +0000

Bones of an impressive romance
Scattered all across the sands
A secret safe with all the world
Too vain to seem so capable

Can you hear it calling
Do you feel warmer
As the hired hand's exposed

How can a pretty painted shell
Send them all packing off to hell
A freight train laughs and rattles by
You kissed the girls and made them die

Can you hear it calling
Do you feel warmer
As the hired hand's exposed

Kashmiri Lyrics by Rudolph Valentino

Rudolph Valentino — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 16:08:01 +0000

Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar,
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell?
Whom do you lead on Rapture's roadway, far,
Before you agonise them in farewell?
Oh, pale dispensers of my Joys and Pains,
Holding the doors of Heaven and of Hell,
How the hot blood rushed wildly through the veins
Beneath your touch, until you waved farewell.
Pale hands, pink tipped, like Lotus buds that float
On those cool waters where we used to dwell,
I would have rather felt you round my throat,
Crushing out life, than waving me farewell!

Rudolph Valentino Singing Kashmiri

Rudolph Valentino — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 15:59:00 +0000

Rudolph Valentino singing Kashmiri with scenes from 'The Sheik'

The Idol Lyrics by Marc Almond

Marc Almond — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 15:54:53 +0000

Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol

Idol be bad
Idol be wild
Martyr your heart
Father a love child
We need all your kinks
And your dark attitude
We live on your sins
And your volatile moods

We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
You're a pop up poster of a teenage dream
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
A fur inferno on a twisted scene

Shake for the Sheik Lyrics by Escape Club

Escape Club — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 15:51:11 +0000

all around the big bad world
on the c.i.a. machine
ten ten the President's men
in a big black limousine
there's an i.c.b.m. flyin by
get down and get to work
high, high, we're high and dry
and we're dancing in the dirt

chorus
i'm going to shake for the sheik
'till I feel my body break
I've got reds in the bed
hear them dancing in my bed
going to shake for the sheik
'till I feel my body break
I've got the blues - bad news
my heart's dropped down to my shoes
yeah yeah