tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88982449409248887842011-11-27T16:49:25.660-08:00Song Lyrics, Music Lyrics, Song A-Z LyricsHi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-57131730234706467422009-12-24T01:29:00.000-08:002009-12-24T01:29:23.770-08:002009-12-24T01:29:23.770-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0I_TApl_db-r9Q5uaKKRZ8DCPWU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0I_TApl_db-r9Q5uaKKRZ8DCPWU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0I_TApl_db-r9Q5uaKKRZ8DCPWU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0I_TApl_db-r9Q5uaKKRZ8DCPWU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jay-Z : Empire State Of Mind Lyrics</span></h4><div style="text-align: center;"> <span>Songwriters: Carter, S; Hunte, A; Keyes, B; Keys, A; Robinson, S; Sewell-Ulepic, J; Shuckburgh, A;</span><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>***</span><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;">[Jay-Z]<br /> yeah<br /> Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn.<br /> Now I'm down in Tribeca.<br /> Right next to DeNiro<br /> But I'll be hood forever<br /> I'm the new Sinatra<br /> And since I made it here<br /> I can make it anywhere<br /> (Yeah they love me everywhere)<br /> I used to cop in Harlem<br /> All of my Dominicanos (Hey yo)<br /> Right there off of Broadway<br /> Brought me back to that McDonalds<br /> Took it to my stash spot<br /> 560 State Street<br /> Catch me in the kitchen like Simmons whipping Pastry<br /> Cruising down 8th street<br /> Off-white Lexus<br /> Driving so slow <br /> (but BK, it's from Texas!!) <br /> Me I'm out that BedStuy<br /> Home of that boy Biggie<br /> now I live on Billboard<br /> and I brought my boys with me<br /> Say what up to Ta-ta<br /> Still sipping Mai Tais<br /> Sitting courtside<br /> Knicks and Nets give me high-5<br /> N**ga, I be Spiked out<br /> I could trip a referee<br /> ...tell by my attitude that I'm MOST DEFINITELY FROM...<br /> <br /> [Alicia Keys]<br /> New York!!!!<br /> Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,<br /> There's nothing you can’t do,<br /> Now you're in New York!!!<br /> These streets will make you feel brand new,<br /> the lights will inspire you,<br /> Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York<br /> <br /> <br /> [Jay-Z]<br /> I made you hot n-gga,<br /> Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,<br /> sh-t I made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee can,<br /> you should know I bleed Blue, but I ain't a crip tho,<br /> but I got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,<br /> welcome to the melting pot,<br /> corners where we selling rocks,<br /> Afrika bambaataa sh-t,<br /> home of the hip hop,<br /> yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,<br /> for foreigners it ain't fitted act like they forgot how to act,<br /> 8 million stories out there and they're naked,<br /> city it's a pity half of y’all won’t make it,<br /> me I gotta plug a special and I got it made,<br /> If Jeezy's payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,<br /> 3 dice cee-lo<br /> 3 card marley,<br /> Labor Day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,<br /> Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade,<br /> long live the king yo,<br /> I’m from the Empire State thats…<br /> <br /> [Alicia Keys]<br /> In New York!!!!<br /> Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,<br /> There's nothing you can’t do,<br /> Now you're in New York!!!<br /> These streets will make you feel brand new,<br /> the lights will inspire you,<br /> Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York<br /> <br /> Welcome to the bright light..<br /> <br /> [Jay-Z]<br /> Lights is blinding,<br /> girls need blinders<br /> so they can step out of bounds quick,<br /> the side lines is blind with casualties,<br /> who sip the lite casually, then gradually become worse,<br /> don’t bite the apple Eve,<br /> caught up in the in crowd,<br /> now you're in-style,<br /> and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,<br /> the city of sin is a pity on a whim.<br /> good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them,<br /> Mommy took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,<br /> everybody ride her, just like a bus route,<br /> Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,<br /> and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,<br /> came here for school, graduated to the high life,<br /> ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,<br /> MDMA got you feeling like a champion,<br /> the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien<br /> <br /> [Alicia Keys]<br /> New York!!!!<br /> Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,<br /> There's nothing you can’t do,<br /> Now you're in New York!!!<br /> These streets will make you feel brand new,<br /> the lights will inspire you,<br /> Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York<br /> <br /> [Alicia Keys]<br /> One hand in the air for the big city,<br /> Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,<br /> no place in the World that can compare,<br /> Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh<br /> come on, come,<br /> yeah,<br /> <br /> [Alicia Keys]<br /> New York!!!!<br /> Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,<br /> There's nothing you can’t do,<br /> Now you're in New York!!!<br /> These streets will make you feel brand new,<br /> the lights will inspire you,<br /> Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York<br /> <br /> [End] <br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-5713173023470646742?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/k-1xpcByYwo" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/jay-z-empire-state-of-mind-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-3580015440102241632009-12-24T01:26:00.001-08:002009-12-24T01:27:25.039-08:002009-12-24T01:27:25.039-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yCdzErDICeKWoJ1x1FxFY5nO-e8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yCdzErDICeKWoJ1x1FxFY5nO-e8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yCdzErDICeKWoJ1x1FxFY5nO-e8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yCdzErDICeKWoJ1x1FxFY5nO-e8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><h4 style="color: white; text-align: center;">David Guetta : Sexy Chick Lyrics</h4><div style="color: white;">Songwriters: N/A<br /> </div><div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: white; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;">***<br /> </div><div id="TixyyLink" style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: white; overflow: hidden; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;">Yes I can see her <br /> Cause every girl in here wanna be her <br /> Oh shes a diva <br /> I feel the same and I wanna meet her <br /> <br /> They say she low down <br /> Its just a rumor and I don't believe em <br /> They say she needs to slow down <br /> The badest thing around town <br /> <br /> She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before <br /> Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore <br /> I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful <br /> The way that booty movin' I can't take no more <br /> Have to stop what i'm doin so I can pull her close <br /> I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful <br /> <br /> Damn girl <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> Damn girl <br /> <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> Damn girl <br /> <br /> Yes I can see her <br /> Cause every girl in here wanna be her <br /> Oh shes a diva <br /> I feel the same and I wanna meet her <br /> <br /> <br /> They say she low down <br /> Its just a rumor and I don't believe em <br /> They say she needs to slow down <br /> The badest thing around town <br /> <br /> She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before <br /> Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore <br /> I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful <br /> The way that booty movin' I can't take no more <br /> Have to stop what i'm doin so I can pull her close <br /> I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful <br /> <br /> Damn girl <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> Damn girl <br /> <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> Damn girl <br /> <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> <br /> Damn girl <br /> <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> A sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick <br /> Damn you'se a sexy chick<br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-358001544010224163?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/7ShRYavTJwk" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/david-guetta-sexy-chick-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-81973313460970497792009-12-21T06:12:00.000-08:002009-12-21T06:13:07.811-08:002009-12-21T06:13:07.811-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L_T-1uNo6rA0bPLj5lQuRH0PD3M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L_T-1uNo6rA0bPLj5lQuRH0PD3M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L_T-1uNo6rA0bPLj5lQuRH0PD3M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/L_T-1uNo6rA0bPLj5lQuRH0PD3M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Already Gone Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Kelly Clarkson</span><br />***<br />Remember all the things we wanted<br />Now all our memories, they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br />Even with our fists held high<br />It never would have work out right, yeah<br />We were never meant for do or die<br />I didn't want us to burn out<br />I didn't come here to hurt you now I can't stop<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />I want you to know<br />That it doesn't matter<br />Where we take this road<br />But someone's gotta go<br />And I want you to know<br />You couldn't have loved me better<br />But I want you to move on<br />So I'm already gone<br /><br />Looking at you makes it harder<br />But I know that you'll find another<br />That doesn't always make you wanna cry<br />It started with the perfect kiss then<br />We could feel the poison set in<br />"Perfect" couldn't keep this love alive<br />You know that I love you so<br />I love you enough to let you go<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />You can't make it feel right<br />When you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on<br />So I'm already gone<br />Ahhh already gone, already gone, already gone<br />Ahhh already gone, already gone, already gone<br /><br />Remember all the tings we wanted<br />Now all our memories, they're haunted<br />We were always meant to say goodbye<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />You can't make it feel right<br />When you know that it's wrong<br />I'm already gone, already gone<br />There's no moving on<br />So I'm already gone<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8197331346097049779?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/OMPqsS2dmMo" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/kelly-clarkson-already-gone-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-82097549211752256142009-12-21T06:10:00.000-08:002009-12-21T06:11:15.136-08:002009-12-21T06:11:15.136-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IX3N13xt2X3uJbz6m1jJtwJf8vE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IX3N13xt2X3uJbz6m1jJtwJf8vE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IX3N13xt2X3uJbz6m1jJtwJf8vE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IX3N13xt2X3uJbz6m1jJtwJf8vE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Tik Tok Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Ke$ha</span><br />***<br />Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy<br />(Hey, what up girl?)<br />Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city<br />(Lets go)<br />Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack<br />'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back<br /><br />I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes<br />Trying on all our clothes, clothes<br />Boys blowing up our phones, phones<br />Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs<br />Pulling up to the parties<br />Trying to get a little bit tipsy<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock, on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /><br />Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer<br />Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here<br />And now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger<br />But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger<br /><br />I'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunk<br />Boys tryin' to touch my junk, junk<br />Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk<br /><br />Now, now, we go until they kick us out, out<br />Or the police shut us down, down<br />Police shut us down, down<br />Po-po shut us<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /><br />DJ, you build me up<br />You break me down<br />My heart, it pounds<br />Yeah, you got me<br /><br />With my hands up<br />You got me now<br />You got that sound<br />Yeah, you got me<br /><br />DJ, you build me up<br />You break me down<br />My heart, it pounds<br />Yeah, you got me<br /><br />With my hands up<br />Put your hands up<br />Put your hands up<br /><br />Now, the party don't start 'til I walk in<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /><br />Don't stop, make it pop<br />DJ, blow my speakers up<br />Tonight, I'mma fight<br />'Til we see the sunlight<br />Tick tock on the clock<br />But the party don't stop, no<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8209754921175225614?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/EkT07G8EHTw" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/keha-tik-tok-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-39297913561096252032009-12-21T06:09:00.000-08:002009-12-21T06:10:01.851-08:002009-12-21T06:10:01.851-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SRaQQHoZJOZ5GXj3b_pFwnHVjsM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SRaQQHoZJOZ5GXj3b_pFwnHVjsM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SRaQQHoZJOZ5GXj3b_pFwnHVjsM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SRaQQHoZJOZ5GXj3b_pFwnHVjsM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Whatcha Say Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Jason Derulo</span><br />***<br />[Chorus]<br />Wha- wha- what did she say<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmmm that it's all for the best?<br />Of course it is<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />I was so wrong for so long<br />Only tryin' to please myself (myself)<br />Girl, I was caught up in her lust<br />When I don't really want no one else<br />So, no I know I should of treated you better<br />But me and you were meant to last forever<br /><br />[Hook]<br />So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)<br />To really be your man<br />Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out<br />I just didn't know what to do<br />But when I become a star we'll be living so large<br />I'll do anything for you<br />So tell me girl<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)<br />Mmmm that it's all for the best?<br />Of course it is<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say)<br />Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />How, could I live with myself<br />Knowing that I let our love go (love go)<br />And ooh, when I do with one chance<br />I just gotta let you know<br />I know what I did wasn't clever<br />But me and you were meant to be together<br /><br />[Hook]<br />So let me in (let me in) give me another chance (another chance)<br />To really be your man<br />Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out<br />I just didn't know what to do<br />But when I become a star we'll be living so large<br />I'll do anything for you<br />So tell me girl<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)<br />Mmmm that it's all for the best?<br />Of course it is<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)<br />Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />Girl, tell me whatcha said (said)<br />I don't want you to leave me<br />Though you caught me cheatin'<br />Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)<br />I really need you in my life<br />Cuz things ain't right, girl<br />Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)<br />I don't want you to leave me<br />Though you caught me cheatin'<br />Tell me, tell me whatcha said (said)<br />I really need you in my life<br />Cause things ain't right<br /><br />[Hook]<br />Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out<br />I just didn't know what to do (I just didn't know what to do)<br />But when I become a star we'll be living so large<br />I'll do anything for you<br />So baby watcha say!<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)<br />Mmmm that it's all for the best?<br />Of course it is<br />Mmmm whatcha say,<br />Mmm that you only meant well?<br />Well of course you didn't<br />Mmmm whatcha say, (whatcha say, whatcha say)<br />Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-3929791356109625203?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/ol7fwWt1TJI" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/jason-derulo-whatcha-say-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-35383367112182884452009-12-21T06:07:00.001-08:002009-12-21T06:07:49.383-08:002009-12-21T06:07:49.383-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/saCIq7VpiaF0jod84Gjsx1UGw-U/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/saCIq7VpiaF0jod84Gjsx1UGw-U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/saCIq7VpiaF0jod84Gjsx1UGw-U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/saCIq7VpiaF0jod84Gjsx1UGw-U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Fireflies Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Owl City</span><br />***<br />You Would Not Believe Your Eyes<br />If Ten Million Fireflies<br />Light Up The World As I Fell Asleep<br />Cause They Fill The Open Air<br />And Leave Teardrops Everywhere<br />You'd Think me Rude<br />But I Wouuld Just Stand And stare<br />I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly<br />It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep<br />Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems<br /><br />Cause I'd Get A Thousand Hugs<br />From Ten Thousand Lightning Bugs<br />As They Tried To Teach Me How To Dance<br />A Foxtrot Above My head<br />A Sockhop Beneath My Bed<br />A Disco Ball Is Just hanging By A thread<br />I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly<br />It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep<br />Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems<br />When I Fall Asleep<br />Leave My Door Open Just A crack<br />Please Take Me Away From Here<br />Cause I Feel Like Such An Insomniac<br />Please Take Me Away From Here<br />Why Do I Tire Of Counting Sheep<br />Please Take Me Away From Here<br />When I'm far Too Tired To Fall Asleep<br />To Ten Million Fireflies<br />I'm Weird Cause I Hate Goodbyes<br />I Got Misty Eyes As They Said Farewell<br />But I'll Know Where Several Are<br />If My Dreams Get Real Bizzare<br />Cause I Saved A Few And I Keep Them In A Jar<br />I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly<br />It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep<br />Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems<br />When I Fall Asleep<br />I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly<br />It's Hard To Say That I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep<br />Cause Everything Is Never As It Seems<br />When I Fall Asleep<br />I'd Like To make Myself Believe That Planet earth Turns Slowly<br />It's Hard To Say I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep<br />Because My Dreams Are Bursting At The Seams<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-3538336711218288445?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/pUb1jZwkBxM" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/owl-city-fireflies-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-71677353496106097802009-12-21T06:05:00.000-08:002009-12-21T06:06:15.166-08:002009-12-21T06:06:15.166-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDH8XdJulMfcT-b8XoV79SWa1WM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDH8XdJulMfcT-b8XoV79SWa1WM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDH8XdJulMfcT-b8XoV79SWa1WM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wDH8XdJulMfcT-b8XoV79SWa1WM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;">Replay Lyrics<br />IYAZ<br />***<br />Shawty's like a melody in my head<br />That I can't keep out<br />Got me singin' like<br />Na na na na everyday<br />It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)<br /><br />Remember the first time we met<br />You was at the mall wit yo friend<br />I was scared to approach ya<br />But then you came closer<br />Hopin' you would g<span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Căn Giữa" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Căn Giữa" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /></span></span>ive me a chance<br /><br />Who would have ever knew<br />That we would ever be more than friends<br />We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules<br />She like a song played again and again<br /><br />That girl, like somethin off a poster<br />That girl, is a dime they say<br />That girl, is a gun to my holster<br />She's runnin through my mind all day, ay<br /><br />Shawty's like a melody in my head<br />That I can't keep out<br />Got me singin' like<br />Na na na na everyday<br />It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)<br /><br />See you been all around the globe<br />Not once did you leave my mind<br />We talk on the phone, from night til the morn<br />Girl you really change my life<br />Doin things I never do<br />I'm in the kitchin cookin things she likes<br /><br />We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules<br />Someday I wanna make you my wife<br />That girl, like somethin off a poster<br />That girl, is a dime they say<br />That girl, is the gun to my holster<br />She's runnin through my mind all day, ay<br /><br />Shawty's like a melody in my head<br />That I can't keep out<br />Got me singin' like<br />Na na na na everyday<br />It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)<br /><br />I can be your melody<br />A girl that could write you a symphony<br />The one that could fill your fantasies<br />So come baby girl let's sing with me<br />Ay, I can be your melody<br />A girl that could write you a symphony<br />The one that could fill your fantasies<br />So come baby girl let's sing with me<br /><br />Ay, na na na na na na na<br />Na na na na na na<br />Shawty got me singin<br />Na na na na na na na<br />Na na na na na na na<br />Now she got me singin<br /><br />Shawty's like a melody in my head<br />That I can't keep out<br />Got me singin' like<br />Na na na na everyday<br />It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (2x)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-7167735349610609780?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/-dXzXnak14s" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/iyaz-replay-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-5069781621043149252009-12-15T06:41:00.000-08:002009-12-15T06:43:53.458-08:002009-12-15T06:43:53.458-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyev5ZSI5olT2AWWHNrOXlgpyHA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyev5ZSI5olT2AWWHNrOXlgpyHA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyev5ZSI5olT2AWWHNrOXlgpyHA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lyev5ZSI5olT2AWWHNrOXlgpyHA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Down Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Jay sean</span><br />***<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Downnnnnnn, downnnnnnn,<br />Even if the sky is falling down,<br />Downnnnn, downnnnn<br />Ooohhh (ohhh)<br /><br />(Verse 1)<br /><br />You oughta know, tonight is the night to let it go,<br />Put on a show, I wanna see how you lose control,<br /><br />(Bridge)<br /><br />So leave it behind cause we, have a night to get away,<br />So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape.<br /><br />(Chorus)<br /><br />So baby dont worry, you are my only,<br />You wont be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,<br />Youll be my only, no need to worry,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Dowwwnnnnn, Dowwnnnnn,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Downnnnn, Downnnnnn,<br />Even if the sky is falling down,<br /><br />(Verse 2)<br /><br />Just let it be, come on and bring your body next to me,<br />Ill take you away, hey, turn this place into our private getaway,<br /><br />(Bridge)<br /><br />So leave it behind cause we, have a night to get away,<br />So come on and fly with me, as we make our great escape,<br /><br />(So why dont we run away)<br />(Chorus)<br /><br />So baby dont worry, you are my only,<br />You wont be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,<br />Youll be my only, no need to worry,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Dowwwnnnnn, Dowwnnnnn,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Downnnnn, Downnnnnn,<br />Even if the sky is falling down,<br /><br />LiL Wayne<br />(Verse 3)<br />Even if the sky is falling down like she supposed to be,<br />She gets down low for me,<br />Down like her temperature, cause to me she zero degree,<br />She cold, overfreeze,<br />I got that girl from overseas,<br />Now she my miss America,<br />Now can I be her soldier please,<br />Im fighting for this girl,<br />Im a battlefield of love,<br />Dont it look like baby cupid sent his arrows from above,<br />Dont you ever leave the side of me,<br />Indefinitely, not probably,<br />And honestly im down like the economy,<br />Yeahhhhhh<br /><br />(Chorus)<br /><br />So baby dont worry, you are my only,<br />You wont be lonely, even if the sky is falling down,<br />Youll be my only, no need to worry,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Dowwwnnnnn, Dowwnnnnn,<br />Baby are you down down down down down,<br />Downnnnn, Downnnnnn,<br />Even if the sky is falling down,</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-506978162104314925?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/HmFHU_BF80s" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/jay-sean-down-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-61644761089275497552009-12-15T06:37:00.000-08:002009-12-15T06:39:33.070-08:002009-12-15T06:39:33.070-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BrasTCDUYVAfdmiCcvjD_QnH30I/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BrasTCDUYVAfdmiCcvjD_QnH30I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BrasTCDUYVAfdmiCcvjD_QnH30I/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BrasTCDUYVAfdmiCcvjD_QnH30I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;">3 Lyric<br />Britney Spears<br />***<br /></div><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br />Everybody loves ***<br />Countin'</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Babe, pick a night<br />To come out and play<br />If it's alright<br />What do you say?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Merrier the more<br />Triple fun that way<br />Twister on the floor<br />What do you say?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Are - you in<br />Livin' in sin is the new thing (yeah)<br />Are - you in<br />I am countin'!</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br />Everybody loves ***<br />Countin'</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Three is a charm<br />Two is not the same<br />I don't see the harm<br />So are you game?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Lets' make a team<br />Make 'em say my name<br />Lovin' the extreme<br />Now are you game?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Are - you in<br />Livin' in sin is the new thing<br />Are - you in<br />I am countin'!</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br />Everybody loves ***<br />Countin'</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Babe, pick a night<br />To come out and play<br />If it's alright<br />What do you say?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Merrier the more<br />Triple fun that way<br />Twister on the floor<br />What do you say?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Are - you in<br />Livin' in sin is the new thing (yeah)<br />Are - you in<br />I am countin'!</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br />Everybody loves ***<br />Countin'</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Three is a charm<br />Two is not the same<br />I don't see the harm<br />So are you game?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Lets' make a team<br />Make 'em say my name<br />Lovin' the extreme<br />Now are you game?</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">Are - you in<br />Livin' in sin is the new thing<br />Are - you in<br />I am countin'!</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">1, 2, 3<br />Not only you and me<br />Got one eighty degrees<br />And I'm caught in between<br />Countin'<br />1, 2, 3<br />Peter, Paul &amp; Mary<br />Gettin' down with 3P<br />Everybody loves ***</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">What we do is innocent<br />Just for fun and nothin' meant<br />If you don't like the company<br />Let's just do it you and me<br />You and me...<br />Or three....<br />Or four....<br />- On the floor!</p><p style="text-align: center;">Everybody loves ***</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">What we do is innocent<br />Just for fun and nothin' meant<br />If you don't like the company<br />Let's just do it you and me<br />You and me...<br />Or three....<br />Or four....<br />- On the floor!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-6164476108927549755?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/CpUlOEmDHSU" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/britney-spears-3-lyric.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-82072188939669648302009-12-12T06:51:00.000-08:002009-12-12T06:53:20.742-08:002009-12-12T06:53:20.742-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sWRXqMe-gYDylRvMBud5JyHvmJs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sWRXqMe-gYDylRvMBud5JyHvmJs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sWRXqMe-gYDylRvMBud5JyHvmJs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sWRXqMe-gYDylRvMBud5JyHvmJs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">The Sound Of Silence lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Simon And Garfunkel</span><br />***<br />Hello darkness, my old friend,<br />I've come to talk with you again,<br />Because a vision softly creeping,<br />Left its seeds while I was sleeping,<br />And the vision that was planted in my brain<br />Still remains<br />Within the sound of silence.<br /><br />In restless dreams I walked alone<br />Narrow streets of cobblestone,<br />'Neath the halo of a street lamp,<br />I turned my collar to the cold and damp<br />When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light<br />That split the night<br />And touched the sound of silence.<br /><br />And in the naked light I saw<br />Ten thousand people, maybe more.<br />People talking without speaking,<br />People hearing without listening,<br />People writing songs that voices never share <br />And no one dared<br />Disturb the sound of silence.<br /><br />"Fools" said I, "You do not know<br />Silence like a cancer grows.<br />Hear my words that I might teach you,<br />Take my arms that I might reach you."<br />But my words like silent raindrops fell,<br />And echoed<br />In the wells of silence.<br /><br />And the people bowed and prayed<br />To the neon god they made.<br />And the sign flashed out its warning,<br />In the words that it was forming.<br />And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls<br />And tenement halls.<br />And whisper'd in the sounds of silence."<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8207218893966964830?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/ABvrtMeb7M4" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/simon-and-garfunkel-sound-of-silence.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-38297840468413751252009-12-11T06:49:00.000-08:002009-12-11T06:50:30.068-08:002009-12-11T06:50:30.068-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gAZyhE8P-MFOCOrJMNsq_US7-z8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gAZyhE8P-MFOCOrJMNsq_US7-z8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gAZyhE8P-MFOCOrJMNsq_US7-z8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gAZyhE8P-MFOCOrJMNsq_US7-z8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;">Evacuate The Dancefloor Lyrics<br />Cascada<br />***<br />(Oh)<br />Turn up the music<br />Let´s get out on the floor<br />I like to move it<br />Come and give me some more<br /><br />Watch me getting physical<br />Out of control, Ah<br />There’s people watching me, Ah<br />I never miss a beat<br /><br />Still the night, kill the lights<br />Feel it under your skin<br />Time is right, keep it tight<br />‘Cause it’s pulling you in<br /><br />Wrap it up you can’t stop<br />‘Cause it feels like an overdose<br />(feels like an overdose)<br /><br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground<br /><br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ come burn this place right down to the ground<br /><br />(Oh)<br />My body’s aching<br />System overload<br />Temperature’s rising<br />I’m about to explode<br /><br />Watch me I’m intoxicated<br />Taking the show, Ah<br />It`s got me hypnotized, Ah<br />Everybody step aside<br /><br />Still the night, kill the lights<br />Feel it under your skin<br />Time is right, keep it tight<br />‘Cause it’s pulling you in<br /><br />Wrap it up you can’t stop<br />‘Cause it feels like an overdose<br />(feels like an overdose)<br /><br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground<br /><br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ come burn this place right down to the ground<br /><br />Come on and evacuate<br />Feel the club is heating up<br />Move on and accelerate<br />Push it to the top<br />Come on and evacuate<br />Feel the club is heating up<br />Move on and accelerate<br />You don’t have to be afraid<br /><br />Now guess who’s back with a brand new track?<br />They got everybody in the club going mad<br />So everybody in the back<br />Get your back up off the wall and just shake that thang<br /><br />Go crazy<br />Yo lady<br />Yo baby<br />Let me see you wreck that thang<br />Now drop it down low, low<br />Let me see you take it to the dancefloor, yo<br /><br />Everybody in the club<br />(Evacuate the dancefloor)<br />Everybody in the club<br />(I’m infected by the sound)<br /><br />Everybody in the club<br />(Stop this beat is killing me)<br />Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground<br /><br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground<br /><br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Evacuate the dancefloor<br />Oh, oh<br />I’m infected by the sound<br />(Everybody in the club)<br />Oh, oh<br />Stop this beat is killing me<br />Hey Dr. DJ come burn this place right down to the ground <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-3829784046841375125?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/iso-WRoqzoM" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/cascada-evacuate-dancefloor-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-86558065113698378692009-12-11T06:47:00.000-08:002009-12-11T06:48:12.652-08:002009-12-11T06:48:12.652-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ywdCSJXpiwfx4juoLLER89VixQo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ywdCSJXpiwfx4juoLLER89VixQo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ywdCSJXpiwfx4juoLLER89VixQo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ywdCSJXpiwfx4juoLLER89VixQo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;">Use Somebody Lyrics<br />Kings Of Leon<br /><small><b>Songwriters:</b> Followill, Caleb; Followill, Jared; Followill, Matthew; Followill, Nathan;</small><br />***<br />I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see<br />Painted faces fill the places I can't reach<br />You know that I could use somebody<br />You know that I could use somebody<br /><br />Someone like you and all you know and how you speak<br />Countless lovers under cover of the street<br />You know that I could use somebody<br />You know that I could use somebody<br />Someone like you<br /><br />Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep<br />Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat<br />I hope it's gonna make you notice<br />I hope it's gonna make you notice<br /><br />Someone like me, someone like me<br />Someone like me, somebody<br /><br />I'm ready now, I'm ready now<br />I'm ready now, I'm ready now<br />I'm ready now, I'm ready now<br />I'm ready now<br /><br />Someone like you, somebody<br />Someone like you, somebody<br />Someone like you, somebody<br /><br />I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see<br /><br /><br />© COFFEE TEA OR ME PUBLISHING; FOLLOWILL MUSIC; MARTHA STREET MUSIC; MC FEARLESS MUSIC; SONGS OF COMBUSTION MUSIC; WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC;<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8655806511369837869?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/Ggl-hq0PYO0" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/kings-of-leon-use-somebody-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-266565849089543622009-12-11T06:45:00.001-08:002009-12-11T06:46:24.088-08:002009-12-11T06:46:24.088-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m4VUsHTdfPxNp_QdDvx0mL_4NCk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m4VUsHTdfPxNp_QdDvx0mL_4NCk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m4VUsHTdfPxNp_QdDvx0mL_4NCk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/m4VUsHTdfPxNp_QdDvx0mL_4NCk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Fallin' For You Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Colbie Caillat</span><br />***<br />I don’t know but<br />I think I maybe<br />Fallin’ for you<br />Dropping so quickly<br />Maybe I should<br />Keep this to myself<br />Waiting ’til I<br />Know you better<br /><br />I am trying<br />Not to tell you<br />But I want to<br />I’m scared of what you’ll say<br />So I’m hiding what I’m feeling<br />But I’m tired of<br />Holding this inside my head<br /><br />I’ve been spending all my time<br />Just thinking about ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’ve been waiting all my life<br />And now I found ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’m fallin’ for you<br /><br />As I’m standing here<br />And you hold my hand<br />Pull me towards you<br />And we start to dance<br />All around us<br />I see nobody<br />Here in silence<br />It’s just you and me<br /><br />I’m trying<br />Not to tell you<br />But I want to<br />I’m scared of what you’ll say<br />So I’m hiding what I’m feeling<br />But I’m tired of<br />Holding this inside my head<br /><br />I’ve been spending all my time<br />Just thinking about ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’ve been waiting all my life<br />and now I found ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’m fallin’ for you<br /><br />Oh I just can’t take it<br />My heart is racing<br />The emotions keep spilling out<br /><br />I’ve been spending all my time<br />Just thinking about ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’ve been waiting all my life<br />and now I found ya<br />I don’t know what to do<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br />I’m fallin’ for you<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you<br /><br />I can’t stop thinking about it<br />I want you all around me<br />And now I just can’t hide it<br />I think I’m fallin’ for you (x2)<br /><br />I’m fallin’ for you<br /><br />Ooohhh<br />Oh no no<br />Oooooohhh<br />Oh I’m fallin’ for you </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-26656584908954362?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/AQNgZMfv6Yk" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/colbie-caillat-fallin-for-you-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-50078175713259363102009-12-11T06:42:00.000-08:002009-12-11T06:43:46.650-08:002009-12-11T06:43:46.650-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_ykvp5j4zpIO9TTgfFQOTYodMjU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_ykvp5j4zpIO9TTgfFQOTYodMjU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_ykvp5j4zpIO9TTgfFQOTYodMjU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_ykvp5j4zpIO9TTgfFQOTYodMjU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Fifteen lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Songwriters: Swift, Taylor Alison;</span><br />***<br />You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors<br />It's the morning of your very first day<br />And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while<br />Try and stay out of everybody's way<br /><br />It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here<br />For the next four years in this town<br />Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say<br />"You know, I haven't seen you around before"<br /><br />'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you<br />You're gonna believe them<br />And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out<br />Well, count to ten, take it in<br />This is life before you know who you're gonna be<br />Fifteen<br /><br />You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail<br />And soon enough you're best friends<br />Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool<br />We'll be outta here as soon as we can<br /><br />And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car<br />And you're feeling like flying<br />And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one<br />And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends<br />When the night ends<br /><br />'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you<br />You're gonna believe them<br />When you're fifteen and your first kiss<br />Makes your head spin 'round<br />But in your life you'll do things greater than<br />Dating the boy on the football team<br />But I didn't know it at fifteen<br /><br />When all you wanted was to be wanted<br />Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now<br /><br />Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday<br />But I realized some bigger dreams of mine<br />And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy<br />Who changed his mind and we both cried<br /><br />'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you<br />You're gonna believe them<br />And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall<br />I've found time can heal most anything<br />And you just might find who you're supposed to be<br />I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen<br /><br />Your very first day<br />Take a deep breath girl<br />Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors<br /><br /><br />© SONY/ATV SONGS D/B/A TREE PUBG CO; TAYLOR SWIFT PUB DESIGNEE;</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-5007817571325936310?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/3QrdyRK5_GE" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/taylor-swift-fifteen-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-84625551142205179242009-12-10T07:24:00.000-08:002009-12-10T07:57:54.952-08:002009-12-10T07:57:54.952-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cEdfojxUl_0M3k9csW-_Gqh6zc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cEdfojxUl_0M3k9csW-_Gqh6zc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cEdfojxUl_0M3k9csW-_Gqh6zc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1cEdfojxUl_0M3k9csW-_Gqh6zc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I'm Yours</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Jason Mraz</span><br /><img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc103/chipva/TV/new-icon.gif" alt="New" border="0" /><a class="title" onclick="openWin('http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;&amp;autoplay=1','youtube','toolbar=0,location=0,status=0,menubar=0,scrollbars=0,resizable=0,width=700,height=410');return false;" href="javascript:void">Play this song now.</a><br />***<br />Well you dawned on me and you bet I felt it<br />I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted<br />I fell right through the cracks<br />and now I'm trying to get back<br />Before the cool done run out<br />I'll be giving it my bestest<br />Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention<br />I reckon its again my turn to win some or learn some<br /><br />I won't hesitate no more, no more<br />It cannot wait, I'm yours<br /><br />Well open up your mind and see like me<br />Open up your plans and damn you're free<br />Look into your heart and you'll find love love love<br />Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing, we're just one big family.<br />It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love love<br /><br />So I won't hesitate no more, no more<br />It cannot wait I'm sure<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate, I'm yours<br /><br />Do you want to, come on, scootch over closer dear<br />And I will nibble your ear<br /><br />I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror<br />And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer<br />But my breath fogged up the glass<br />And so I drew a new face and I laughed<br />I guess what I'll be saying is there ain't no better reason<br />To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons<br />It's what we aim to do<br />Our name is our virtue<br /><br />I won't hesitate no more, no more<br />It cannot wait I'm sure<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate, I'm yours<br /><br />Well open up your mind and see like me<br />Open up your plans and damn you're free<br />Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours<br />so please don't please don\'t please don't.<br />There's no need to complicate<br />\'cause our time is short<br />This oh this oh this is our fate I'm yours<br /><br />Oh I'm yours<br /><br />I won't hesitate no more<br />Oh no more no more no more<br />It's our God-forsaken right to be loved, I'm sure<br />Theres no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate, I'm yours<br /><br />No I won't hesitate no more, no more<br />This cannot wait I'm sure<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate, I'm yours, I'm yours<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8462555114220517924?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/_mY_lzgpg2s" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-yours-jason-mraz.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-55667648336493363992009-12-10T01:15:00.000-08:002009-12-10T01:37:36.803-08:002009-12-10T01:37:36.803-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d46HF06Ukc-in_kpqkbDcDfQUgs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d46HF06Ukc-in_kpqkbDcDfQUgs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d46HF06Ukc-in_kpqkbDcDfQUgs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/d46HF06Ukc-in_kpqkbDcDfQUgs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I Gotta Feeling Lyrics</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Black Eyed Peas</span><br /><img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc103/chipva/TV/new-icon.gif" border="0" alt="New"><a class="title" onclick="openWin('http://www.youtube.com/v/19rG2CHvCQY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;&amp;autoplay=1','youtube','toolbar=0,location=0,status=0,menubar=0,scrollbars=0,resizable=0,width=700,height=410');return false;" href="javascript:void">Play this song now.</a><br />***<br />I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x3)<br /><br />Tonight's the night night<br />Let's live it up<br />I got my money<br />Let's spend it up<br /><br />Go out and smash it<br />like Oh My God<br />Jump off that sofa<br />Let's get get OFF<br /><br />I know that we'll have a ball<br />if we get down<br />and go out<br />and just loose it all<br /><br />I feel stressed out<br />I wanna let it go<br />Lets go way out spaced out<br />and loosing all control<br /><br />Fill up my cup<br />Mozoltov<br />Look at her dancing<br />just take it off<br /><br />Lets paint the town<br />We'll shut it down<br />Let's burn the roof<br />and then we'll do it again<br /><br />Lets Do it (x3)<br />and live it up<br /><br />i gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x2)<br /><br />Tonight's the night<br />let's live it up<br />I got my money<br />Lets spend it up<br /><br />Go out and smash it<br />Like Oh My God<br />Jump off that sofa<br />Lets get get OFF<br /><br />Fill up my cup (Drink)<br />Mozoltov (Lahyme)<br />Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)<br />Just take it off<br /><br />Lets paint the town<br />We'll shut it down<br />Lets burn the roof<br />and then we'll do it again<br /><br />lets do it (x3)<br />let's live it up<br /><br />Here we come<br />here we go<br />we gotta rock<br /><br />Easy come<br />easy go<br />now we on top<br /><br />Feel the shot<br />body rock<br />Rock it don't stop<br /><br />Round and round<br />up and down<br />around the clock<br /><br />Monday, Tuesday,<br />Wednesday, and Thursday<br />Friday, Saturday<br />Saturday to Sunday<br /><br />get get get get get with us<br />you know what we say<br />Party every day<br />pa pa pa Party every day<br /><br />and I'm feelin<br />that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good good night<br /><br />i gotta feeling tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good night<br />that tonight's gonna be a good good night<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-5566764833649336399?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/Kiq1r_2Lw_M" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-eyed-peas-i-gotta-feeling-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-54943073231404476782009-12-09T23:17:00.001-08:002009-12-09T23:17:52.980-08:002009-12-09T23:17:52.980-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K5vUT0z2qCBaeAPJNAz9LXJIOK8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K5vUT0z2qCBaeAPJNAz9LXJIOK8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K5vUT0z2qCBaeAPJNAz9LXJIOK8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K5vUT0z2qCBaeAPJNAz9LXJIOK8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Cold As You</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Taylor Swift</span><br />***<br />You have a way of coming easily to me<br />And when you take, you take the very best of me<br />So I start a fight cause I need to feel something<br />And you do what you want cause I'm not what you wanted<br /><br />Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day<br />Just walk away, ain't no use defending words that you will never say<br />And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through<br />I've never been anywhere cold as you<br /><br />You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray<br />And I stood there loving you and wished them all away<br />And you come away with a great little story<br />Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you<br /><br />Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day<br />so Just walk away, ain't no use defending words that you will never say<br />And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through<br />I've never been anywhere cold as you<br /><br />You never did give a damn thing honey but I cried, cried for you<br />And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you, died for you<br /><br />Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day<br />oh Every smile you fake is so condescending<br />Counting all the scars you made<br />And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through<br />I've never been anywhere cold as you<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-5494307323140447678?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/PG_otCVwoE4" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/cold-as-you-taylor-swift.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-13451066612307018482009-12-09T23:14:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:16:01.543-08:002009-12-09T23:16:01.543-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4yoy_i_WD0Fulr6Z8v9qJluGAWw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4yoy_i_WD0Fulr6Z8v9qJluGAWw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4yoy_i_WD0Fulr6Z8v9qJluGAWw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4yoy_i_WD0Fulr6Z8v9qJluGAWw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="txtLyric"><span style="font-size:180%;">Picture To Burn</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="txtLyric"><span style="font-size:130%;">Taylor Swift</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="txtLyric">***</p><p style="text-align: center;" class="txtLyric">State the obvious,<br />I didn't get my perfect fantasy<br />I realize you love yourself more than you could ever love me<br />So go and tell your friends that I'm obsessive and crazy<br />That's fine; I'll tell mine you're gay<br />And by the way...<br /><br />I hate that<br />stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br />You're a redneck heartbreak<br />Who's really bad at lying<br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />As far as I'm concerned you're<br />Just another picture to burn<br /><br />There's no time for tears,<br />I'm just sitting here<br />planning my revenge<br />There's nothing stopping me<br />From going out with all of your best friends<br />And if you come around saying sorry to me<br />My daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be<br /><br />'cause I hate that<br />stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br />You're a redneck heartbreak<br />Who's really bad at lying<br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />As far as I'm concerned you're<br />Just another picture to burn<br /><br /><br />If you're missing me,<br />You'd better keep it to yourself<br />Cause coming back around here<br />Would be bad for your health...<br /><br />'cause I hate that<br />stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br /><br />You're a redneck heartbreak<br />Who's really bad at lying<br /><br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />in case you haven't heard<br /><br />I really really hate that<br />stupid old pickup truck<br />You never let me drive<br />You're a redneck heartbreak<br />Who's really bad at lying<br />So watch me strike a match<br />On all my wasted time<br />As far as I'm concerned you're<br />Just another picture to burn<br /><br />Burn, burn, burn, baby, burn<br />You're just another picture to burn<br />Baby, burn... </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-1345106661230701848?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/00t-2AI5a78" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/picture-to-burn-taylor-swift.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-92053930754549257602009-12-09T23:12:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:13:15.761-08:002009-12-09T23:13:15.761-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ql8vCcSNVlO7_cdDJG8FJTblmgc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ql8vCcSNVlO7_cdDJG8FJTblmgc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ql8vCcSNVlO7_cdDJG8FJTblmgc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ql8vCcSNVlO7_cdDJG8FJTblmgc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;" id="title"><span style="font-size:180%;">Trouble Is A Friend </span></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="artist"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lenka<br />***<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics">Trouble he will find you no matter where you go, oh oh<br />No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh<br />The eye of the storm or the cry in the mourn, oh oh<br />You're fine for a while but you start to lose control<br /><br />He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart<br />He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part<br />Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!<br /><br />Trouble is a friend but trouble is a foe, oh oh<br />And no matter what I feed him he always seems to grow, oh oh<br />He sees what I see and he knows what I know, oh oh<br />So don't forget as you ease on down the road<br /><br />He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart<br />He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part<br />Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh<br />So don't be alarmed if he takes you by the arm<br />I won't let him win, but I'm a sucker for his charm<br />Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!<br /><br />Oh how I hate the way he makes me feel<br />And how I try to make him leave, I try<br />Oh oh, I try!<br /><br />He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart<br />He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part<br />Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh<br />So don't be alarmed if he takes you by the arm<br />I won't let him win, but I'm a sucker for his charm<br />Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!<br />Ooo, oh ooo, ooo ahh<br />Oooohhhh ohhh ooooo ahhhhhh. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-9205393075454925760?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/UV39JCHzO7Y" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/lenka-trouble-is-friend-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-81506486333852027902009-12-09T23:09:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:11:00.854-08:002009-12-09T23:11:00.854-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AX8Jxu083XeeWOJjWkNNPJm0CMs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AX8Jxu083XeeWOJjWkNNPJm0CMs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AX8Jxu083XeeWOJjWkNNPJm0CMs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AX8Jxu083XeeWOJjWkNNPJm0CMs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;" id="title"><span style="font-size:180%;">Poker Face </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="artist"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lady Gaga</span><br />***<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics">Mum mum mum mah<br />Mum mum mum mah<br />Mum mum mum mah<br />Mum mum mum mah<br />Mum mum mum mah<br /><br />I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays<br />Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me<br />(I love it)<br />Lovegame intuition play the cards with Spades to start<br />And after he’s been hooked I’ll play the one that’s on this heart<br /><br />Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh<br />I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got<br />Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh<br />I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got<br /><br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br /><br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br /><br />I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be<br />A little gambling is fun when you're with me<br />(I love it)<br />Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun<br />And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun<br /><br />Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh<br />I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got<br />Oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh<br />I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got<br /><br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br /><br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br /><br />I won't tell you that I love you<br />Kiss or hug you<br />Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin<br />I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning<br />Just like a chick in the casino<br />Take your bank before I pay you out<br />I promise this, promise this<br />Check this hand cause I'm marvellous<br /><br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br /><br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br /><br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />Can't read my<br />Can't read my<br />No he can't read my poker face<br />(She's got me like nobody)<br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(She’s got me like nobody)<br /><br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br /><br />P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah)<br />p-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face<br />(Mum mum mum mah) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-8150648633385202790?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/oCR0zXTVEOY" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/lady-gaga-poker-face-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-67470210088189164552009-12-09T23:07:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:09:09.927-08:002009-12-09T23:09:09.927-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sz_v17kdK1NmuqNVsrvJ-qNqf7M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sz_v17kdK1NmuqNVsrvJ-qNqf7M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sz_v17kdK1NmuqNVsrvJ-qNqf7M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sz_v17kdK1NmuqNVsrvJ-qNqf7M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;" id="title"><span style="font-size:180%;">Just Dance</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="artist"><span style="font-size:130%;">LADY GAGA ft AKON &amp; COLBY O'DO</span><br />***<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics">Red One<br />Konvict<br />Gaga<br />Oh eh<br /><br />I've had a little bit too much, much<br />All of the people start to rush, start to rush by<br />caught in a twisted dance<br />Can't find my drink oh man,<br />where are my keys I lost my phone<br /><br />What's going on on the floor<br />I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore<br />Keep it cool, what's the name of this club<br />I can't remember but it's alright a-alright<br /><br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay<br />Da da da<br />Dance, dance, dance<br />Just, just, just, just dance<br /><br />Wish I could shut my playboy mouth<br />How'd i turn my shirt inside out, inside out by<br />Control your poison babe<br />Roses have thorns they say<br />And were all getting hosed tonight<br /><br />What's going on on the floor<br />I love this record baby but I can't see straight anymore<br />Keep it cool, what's the name of this club<br />I can't remember but it's alright a-alright<br /><br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay<br />Da Da Da<br />Dance Dance Dance<br />Just, just, just, just dance<br /><br />(Colby O'donis)<br />When I come through on the dance floor checkin out that catalogue<br />Can't believe my eyes, so many women without a flaw<br />And I ain't gonna give it up, steady try to pick it up like a car<br />Ima hit it, I'ma hit it and flex until the til done until tomorr' yeah.<br />Show me I can see that you got so much in the jean<br />The way your twirlin up them hips round and round<br />There's no reason, I know why you can't leave here with me<br />In the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down and...<br /><br />(Gaga)<br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay<br />Da da da<br />Dance, dance, dance<br />Just, just, just, just dance<br /><br />I'm psychotic synchypnotic<br />I got my blue burners and phonic<br />I'm psychotic synchypnotic<br />I got my brand electronic<br />I'm psychotic synchypnotic<br />I got my blue burners and phonic<br />I'm psychotic synchypnotic<br />I got my brand electronic<br /><br />Go. Use your muscle comin out work and hustle<br />I got it, just stay close enough to get it<br />Go slow. Drive it, clean it like so clean it's been molesto, I got it, and your popped coll'<br /><br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom<br />Just dance, it's gonna be okay<br />Da da da<br />Dance, dance, dance<br />Just, just, just, just dance </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-6747021008818916455?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/Acb69fLS9UA" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/lady-gaga-just-dance-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-45371225194411075602009-12-09T23:05:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:06:22.416-08:002009-12-09T23:06:22.416-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IJwefLsHIzKCAKOIdInpGkidUlY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IJwefLsHIzKCAKOIdInpGkidUlY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IJwefLsHIzKCAKOIdInpGkidUlY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IJwefLsHIzKCAKOIdInpGkidUlY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;" id="title"><span style="font-size:180%;">Monster </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="artist"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lady GaGa<br />***<br /></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics">Don’t call me GaGa<br />I’ve never seen one like that before<br />Don’t look at me like that<br />You amaze me<br /><br />He ate my heart<br />He a-a-ate my heart<br />(You little monster)<br /><br />He ate my heart<br />He a-a-ate my heart out<br />(You amaze me)<br /><br />Look at him<br />Look at me<br />That boy is bad<br />And honestly<br />He’s a wolf in disguise<br />But I can’t stop staring in those evil eyes<br /><br />I asked my friend if she’d seen you round before<br />She mumbled something while we got down on the floor baby<br />We might’ve fucked not really sure, don’t quite recall<br />But something tells me that I’ve seen him, yeah<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />M-M-M-Monster<br />That boy is a monster<br />M-M-M-Monster<br />That boy is a monster<br />Er-er-er-er<br /><br />He ate my heart<br />(I love that girl)<br />He ate my heart<br />(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)<br /><br />He licked his lips<br />Said to me<br />Girl you look good enough to eat<br />Put his arms around me<br />Said “Boy now get your paws right off me”<br /><br />I asked my friend if she’d seen you round before<br />She mumbled something while we got down on the floor baby<br />We might’ve fucked not really sure, don’t quite recall<br />But something tells me that I’ve seen him, yeah<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />M-M-M-Monster<br />That boy is a monster<br />M-M-M-Monster<br />That boy is a monster<br />Er-er-er-er<br /><br />He ate my heart<br />(I love that girl)<br />He ate my heart<br />(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)<br /><br />He ate my heart<br />He ate my heart<br />Instead he’s a monster in my bed<br /><br />I wanna Just Dance<br />But he took me home instead<br />Uh oh! There was a monster in my bed<br />We french kissed on a subway train<br />He tore my clothes right off<br /><br />He ate my heart and then he ate my brain<br />Uh oh uh oh<br />(I love that girl)<br />(Wanna talk to her, she’s hot as hell)<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />M-m-m-monster<br />(Could I love him?)<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />M-m-m-monster<br />(Could I love him?)<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />M-m-m-monster<br />(Could I love him?)<br /><br />That boy is a monster<br />Er-er-er-er </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-4537122519441107560?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/u264i03-NF0" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/lady-gaga-monster-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-60304358953363682652009-12-09T22:58:00.000-08:002009-12-09T23:04:44.953-08:002009-12-09T23:04:44.953-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2v-2b82Sjs8l-3z8DdYOr8sWGLA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2v-2b82Sjs8l-3z8DdYOr8sWGLA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2v-2b82Sjs8l-3z8DdYOr8sWGLA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2v-2b82Sjs8l-3z8DdYOr8sWGLA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div style="text-align: center;" id="title"><span style="font-size:180%;">Bad romance </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="artist"><span style="font-size:130%;">Lady GaGa<br />***<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics">Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />I want your ugly<br />I want your disease<br />I want your everything<br />As long as it's free<br />I want your love<br />(Love-love-love I want your love)<br /><br />I want your drama<br />The touch of your hand<br />I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand<br />And I want your love<br />Love-love-love<br />I want your love<br />(Love-love-love I want your love)<br /><br />You know that I want you<br />And you know that I need you<br />I want your bad, your bad romance<br /><br />I want your love and<br />I want your revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br />(Oh-oh-oh-oooh!)<br />I want your love and<br />All your love is revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />I want your horror<br />I want your design<br />'Cause you're a criminal<br />As long as your mine<br />I want your love<br />Love-love-love<br />I want your love<br /><br />I want your psycho<br />Your vertigo shtick<br />want you in my rear window<br />baby, you're sick<br />I want your love<br />Love-love-love<br />I want your love<br />(Love-love-love I want your love)<br /><br />You know that I want you<br />('Cause I'm a freak bitch baby!)<br />And you know that I need you<br />I want your bad, your bad romance<br /><br />I want your love and<br />I want your revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br />(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)<br />I want your love and<br />All your love is revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />Walk walk fashion baby<br />Work it<br />Move that bitch crazy<br /><br />Walk walk fashion baby<br />Work it<br />Move that bitch crazy<br /><br />Walk walk fashion baby<br />Work it<br />Move that bitch crazy<br /><br />Walk walk passion baby<br />Work it<br />I'm a freak bitch baby<br /><br />I want your love<br />And I want your revenge<br />I want your love<br />I don't wanna be friends<br /><br />J'veux ton amour<br />Et je veux ton revenge<br />J'veux ton amour<br />I don't wanna be friends<br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />I don't wanna be friends<br />Caught in a bad romance<br />I don't wanna be friends<br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Want your bad romance<br />Caught in a bad romance<br />Want your bad romance!<br /><br />I want your love and<br />I want your revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />I want your love and<br />All your love is revenge<br />You and me could write a bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Want your bad romance<br />Caught in a bad romance<br />Want your bad romance<br /><br />Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!<br />Want your bad romance<br />Caught in a bad romance<br /><br />Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!<br />Roma-roma-ma!<br />Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!<br />Want your bad romance </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-6030435895336368265?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/ObiLjIGv64M" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/12/lady-gaga-bad-romance-lyrics.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-25626835910193587292009-09-16T06:01:00.000-07:002009-12-09T22:55:43.449-08:002009-12-09T22:55:43.449-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/viH2F6hvCntuwr5lBJicJGyklM8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/viH2F6hvCntuwr5lBJicJGyklM8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/viH2F6hvCntuwr5lBJicJGyklM8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/viH2F6hvCntuwr5lBJicJGyklM8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div id="realText"><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">Music &amp; Lyrics by Winston Sela / Tony Swain /<br />Steve Welton - James</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I know I'm a small town girl from nowhere<br />But I'm making it<br />You don't know how hard it was for me</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I wish that I was older when I met you<br />Looking back now<br />Maybe you ware my best therapy</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">A ticket on a greyhound bus<br />The total sum of both of us<br />Its turned into a limousine<br />And now you walk right back into my dreams</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">Just when I was totally exposed<br />You left me in the cold<br />And walked right out of here<br />(walked right of here)<br />You just had to be so smart<br />You denied my heart<br />When I wanted you the most<br />You left me baby<br />Totally exposed</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">Now you want some closure for your actions<br />A Disney ending<br />But you know I'm out of empathy</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I got my life back I got my freedom<br />I'm not wasting it<br />You won't be the one defining me</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I'm not the one who said goodbye<br />Who left me there so high and dry<br />You're not my future you're my past<br />At least I'm glad you've changed you're mind at last</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">A ticket on a greyhound bus<br />The total sum of both of us<br />Its turned into a limousine<br />And now you want right back into my dreams</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-2562683591019358729?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/w21_DxuN190" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/09/exposed.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8898244940924888784.post-77675721227364845922009-09-16T06:00:00.001-07:002009-12-09T22:55:43.427-08:002009-12-09T22:55:43.427-08:00 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iUpEb74ea1T8tKr5G8arlSapbiI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iUpEb74ea1T8tKr5G8arlSapbiI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iUpEb74ea1T8tKr5G8arlSapbiI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iUpEb74ea1T8tKr5G8arlSapbiI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><div id="realText"><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">Music &amp;Kyrics by Anders Wollbeck /<br />Mattias Lindblom / Daniel Presley</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">You took a chance<br />And I learned ho to deal with my life</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">You had to go<br />I had nothing<br />Just nothing but why</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">Why everything's broken<br />Why should I stay open<br />Open for you</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">But then my heart skipped a breath, whoa, whoa<br />Without a beat I forget. so, so, no<br />And I'm not ready to loose it all, whoa, whoa<br />But love is the law, is the law .is the law</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I've got an empty room<br />But there's nowhere to cry</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I've got a million reasons<br />To hate you but why</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">And I don't need a lovesong<br />So tell me what went wrong<br />Wrong with you</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">But then my heart skipped a breath, whoa, whoa<br />Without a beat I forget. so, so, no<br />And I'm not ready to loose it all, whoa, whoa<br />But love is the law, is the law, is the law</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">I'm gonna open my eyes<br />Gonna let you know<br />Not goin give it up<br />Gonna let you go</p><p style="border-left-width: 1px; border-left-style: dotted; border-left-color: silver; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; " onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">And I don't care if you don't come back, I'll be mad<br />Not yours<br />I'm alive</p><p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: rgb(247, 247, 247) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';">But then my heart skipped a breath, whoa, whoa<br />Without a beat I forget. so, so, no<br />And I'm not ready to loose it all, whoa, whoa<br />But love is the law, is the law, is the law</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8898244940924888784-7767572122736484592?l=song4pucca.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Song4pucca/~4/VLeE_3Lhp2s" height="1" width="1"/>Hi Puccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03026341531435828437noreply@blogger.com0http://song4pucca.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-is-law.html