Guest BigThompers Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 ...we got carried Away over on the rooftops let's get married All summer we just hurried so come over, just be patient, and don't worry So come over, just be patient, and don't worry So come over, just be patient, and don't worry And don't worry No I don't wanna battle from beginning to end I don't want a cycle of recycled revenge I don't wanna follow Death and all his friends No I don't wanna battle from beginning to end I don't want a cycle of recycled revenge I don't wanna follow Death and all of his friends And in the end We lie awake, and we dream of making our escape And in the end We lie awake, and we dream of making our escape Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meenzer 15873 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 I don't wanna be a bus driver All my life I'm gonna pack my bags and leave this town Grab a flight Fly away on Venga Airways Fly me high Ibiza sky I look up at the sky And I see the clouds I looked down at the ground And I see the rain go down the drain Fly away on Venga Airways Fly me high Ibiza sky Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Far away from this big town And the rain It's really very nice to be Home again Fly away on Venga Airways Fly me high, Ibiza sky Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Whoah! Back to the island Whoah! We're gonna have a party Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea Whoah! We're going to Ibiza Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Tom 14021 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Looking at the room, I can tell that you. Are the most beautiful girl in the...room. (In the whole wide room). And when you're on the street, depending on the street. I bet you are definitely in the top 3. Good lookin girls on the street. (Depending on the streets). And when I saw you at my man's place. I thought...what, is she, doing...at my man's place. How did he get a hottie like that to a party like this? Good one, Dave. (Ooh, you're a LEGEND, Dave). I asked Dave if he's going to move on you. He's not sure. "Dave, do you mind if I do?" He says he doesn't mind. But I can tell he kind of minds. But I'm going to do it anyway. I see you standing all alone by the stereo. I dim the lights down very low. You're so beautiful. You could be a waitress. You're so beautiful. You could be a air hostess in the 60s. You're so beautiful. You could be a part-time model. But then I seal the deal, I do my moves. I do my dance moves. Lets travel through, just me and you. As other dudes around you on the dance floor. I draw you near, lets get out of here. Lets get in a cab. I'll buy you a kebab. I can't believe. I'm sharing a kebab. With the most beautiful girl I have ever seen with a kebab. Oh, why don't we leave? Lets go to my house. We can feel each other up on the couch. Oh no, I don't mind taking it slow. Cause you're so beautiful... Like a tree. Or a high class prostitute. You're so beautiful. You could be a part time model. But you'd probably still have to keep your normal job. A part time model. Spend part of your time modeling. And part of your time next to me. My place is usually a bit tidier than this. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WubbleUC 0 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Risin' up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times, it happens too fast You change your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive Chorus: It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger Face to face, out in the heat Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry They stack the odds 'til we take to the street For we kill with the skill to survive chorus Risin' up, straight to the top Have the guts, got the glory Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive chorus The eye of the tiger (repeats out)... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wavey Davey 0 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Looking into your eyes I know I'm right If there's anything worth my love it's worth a fight We only get one chance But nothing ties our hands You're what I want Listen to me Nothing I want Is out of my reach Chorus (I'M FREE) HEAVEN HELPS THE MAN who fights his fear Love's the only thing that keeps me here You're the reason that I'm hanging on My heart's staying where my heart belongs (I'M FREE) Running away will never make me free And nothing we sign is any kind of guarantee But I wanna hold you now And I won't hold you down I'm shaking the past Making my breaks Taking control If that's what it takes Chorus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tooj 17 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Risin' up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times, it happens too fast You change your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive Chorus: It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger Face to face, out in the heat Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry They stack the odds 'til we take to the street For we kill with the skill to survive chorus Risin' up, straight to the top Have the guts, got the glory Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive chorus The eye of the tiger (repeats out)... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tom 14021 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready to Rhumble Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic..............Psyche! Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get Lets get Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready to Rhumble! Straight up provin' We can get you groovin' This tracks boomin' it ain't no hype Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic.............Psyche CHORUS Lets get ready to rhumble , Lets get ready to rhumble! Get ready get steady and Rhumble (Everybody Rhumble) Lets get ready to rhumble, Lets get ready to rhumble! Get ready get steady and Rhumble (Everybody rhumble) Sit back, Rap attack, don't take no flack , rhyme in time to the rhythm of the track, I'm Ant, I'm Declan, a Duo, a Twosome, So many lyrics we're frightened to use 'em! So many lyrics we keep 'em in stores, We've even got them coming out of our pores, Your father, your mother, your sister, your brother, everyone's got to be an AKA Lov-er! Give us the motivation we can cause a sensation! Give us the aspiration we can cause a sensation! Give us the girls top speed Give us the girls stampede! Stylin' Smilin' Everybody buck wilin'! CHORUS Partners in crime we'll never do time, A sentence for us has to end in a rhyme! Raw... and pure like sushi, Don't try to do me use me Or even try to sue me, We lay down the law, We're quick on the draw, We played it, we made it the rest don't score! No jokes no messin', We'll teach you a lesson, A state of confusion to keep you all guessin'! CHORUS Freakin' it, sweatin' it, bustin' the mic! Slammin', it jammin', it do what you like! Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get Lets get Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready to rhumble! Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic Watch us wreck the mic.............Psyche Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GeordieMessiah 2 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 I am the one and only, Oh yeah! Call me, call me by my name or call me by number, Just put me through, I'll still be doing it the way I do it, And yet, you try to make me forget, Who I really am, don't tell me, I'd know best, I'm not the same as all the rest, Chorus: I am the one and only, Nobody I'd rather be, I am the one and only, You can't take that away from me I've been a player in the crowd scene, A flicker on the big screen, My soul embraces one more in a million faces, High hopes and aspirations, ideas above my station Maybe but all this time I've tried to walk with dignity and pride (Chorus) I can't wear this uniform without some compromises, Because you'll find out that we come, In different shapes and sizes, No one can be myself like I can, For this job I'm the best man, And while this may be true, you are the one and only you! (Chorus) - repeat to fade Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Fish 11102 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 He looks around the kitchen, and says 'something is really weird', She says 'why do you say that?' He says 'cos you keep tryin' to get me outta here', He says 'ever since I been in this house your face has went from white to red and remember when I first walked through the door you acted like you had seen a ghost from the dead' Then he says 'girl if you hidin' something i'm gonna be so mad', then he hears something fallin he says ' what the fuck was that?' She says ' it sound like it came from upstairs, sounds like the plumbing', He said 'woman that sound did not come from upstairs, i'll be damned if you're not up to something, The sound that i just heard, it came from this kitchen, and then he looks over by the stove while shes easin' over by the dishes. and then he walks over to the refridgerator and pushes it back, and then he looks in her face, looks like shes about to have a heart-attack, then he notices the pie on the counter One slice is missing, now the stories gettin' scary, cos he comes to realise that Bridget is allergic to cherry. Then he slowly looks up at her and now her face is red as hell, he's breathing real hard, movin' closer, she says 'hon you don't look so well' And then he says move She says no He says move She says no B**** MOVE!!! she moves, and then, he looks at the cabinet, he walks to the cabinet, he's close to the cabinet, now he's opening the cabinet. Now pause the movie cos what i'm about to say to ya'll is so damn twisted, Not only is there a man in his cabinet, but the man... is a MIDGET! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wavey Davey 0 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 If I were a rich man, Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich, Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man. I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen, Right in the middle of the town. A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below. There would be one long staircase just going up, And one even longer coming down, And one more leading nowhere, just for show. I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks For the town to see and hear. (Insert)Squawking just as noisily as they can. (End Insert) And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack" Would land like a trumpet on the ear, As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man." If I were a rich man, Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich, Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man. I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife With a proper double-chin. Supervising meals to her heart's delight. I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock. Oy, what a happy mood she's in. Screaming at the servants, day and night. The most important men in town would come to fawn on me! They would ask me to advise them, Like a Solomon the Wise. "If you please, Reb Tevye..." "Pardon me, Reb Tevye..." Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes! And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong. When you're rich, they think you really know! If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack To sit in the synagogue and pray. And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall. And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day. That would be the sweetest thing of all. If I were a rich man, Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. All day long I'd biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. Lord who mad ethe lion and the lamb, You decreed I should be what I am. Would it spoil some vast eternal plan? If I were a wealthy man. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GeordieMessiah 2 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 [snoop] Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks... [Chorus: Snoop (2X)] Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick Get's the fuck out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run... [Dr. Dre] I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night Tight than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Compton streets Peep, the shit got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2 And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin' Now she's suing because the shit she be doin' ain't shit Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short So now she's takin' me to court It's real conversation for your ass So recognize and pass to Daz [Dat Nigga Daz] Now as i'm rollin' with my nigga Dre and Eastwood Fuckin' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks (Snoop: But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash And get your dash on While you're chillin', with your homies and shit And how my niggaz kick the anthem like this [snoop] BEEEYYAAACHHH! (Chorus) [Kurupt] ...To the store, to get me a 4-0 Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes So I head down the street to long beach Just so i could meet, a freak To lick me from my head to my feet And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up Bitches on my nuts like clothes But i'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes How could you trust a hoe? [snoop:] Why? [echoed 3X] because a hoe's a trick We don't love them tricks [snoop:] Why? [echoed 3X] because a trick's a bitch And my dick's constantly in her mouth And turnin' them trick ass hoes the fuck out Now... [snoop Doggy Dogg] I once had a bitch named Mandy May Used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine Guess what? Got gaffled by one time I'm back to the muthafuckin' county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues I ain't been out a second And already gotta do some muthafuckin chin checkin Move up the block as we groove down the block See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock Kick in the do', I look on the flo' It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo (Bitches ain't shit) I uncocked my shit...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed Man, fuck a bitch! [Chorus] [Jewell] (Dr. Dre in background "Bitches ain't shit") I don't give a fuck about a bitch But i and her know that they can't fade this Cause i'm doin my own thingdown with the swang I'm hangin' with Death Row like it ain't no thing I say you know can't deal because I'm a btich that's real Motherfucker need to step back, hell yeah They need to chill Because I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck [x3] And now I gotta do some... And now I gotta do some shit that's clean But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean Like a washing machine I can wash the clothes All the hoes knows That i'm on the flo' ho But they can't hang with my type on swang I ain't tryin' to say I suck every ding-a-lang But just the juicy ones Witht he tip of the tongue And then their sprung With the nuts hung [Dr. Dre:] Bitches ain't shit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meenzer 15873 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis rouge Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, moi, je vais croquer la Pomme, pomme, pomme, et puis Quand j'aurai fini, je recommencerai Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis vert Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, il paraît que dans la Pomme, pomme, pomme, il y a des tas de pépins Tant pis, je verrai bien Oh, c'est le printemps, c'est le printemps Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis bleu Bleu, bleu comme le ciel avant de croquer la Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api Je voudrais savoir ce qu'il y a dedans Est-ce que c'est l'amour? Le Prince Charmant Au milieu des bois qui est caché dans ma Pomme, pomme, pomme? Dis-moi Est-ce que c'est l'amour, l'amour ou le serpent? Oh, en attendant, c'est le printemps Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis blanc Si c'est le serpent, je n'ai pas peur, j'ai ma Pomme, pomme, pomme dorée Et j'ai tout l'été pour courir dans les prés Pomme, pomme, pomme jolie, tapis, tapis gris Mais si c'est l'amour, je lui dirai tout bas Viens, viens, viens chez moi Viens, je t'attendais, viens, je comptais les jours Oh, c'est le printemps, c'est le printemps Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis rouge Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, moi, je vais croquer la Pomme, pomme, pomme, et puis Quand j'aurai fini, je recommencerai Oh, c'est le printemps, oh, c'est le printemps Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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SloopJohn 0 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 i don't know whats funnier. thomps getting indirectly shot down or these lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tooj 17 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Oh, baby don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Yeah Oh, I don't know why you're not there I give you my love, but you don't care So what is right and what is wrong Gimme a sign What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh Oh, I don't know, what can I do What else can I say, it's up to you I know we're one, just me and you I can't go on What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more Don't hurt me Don't hurt me I want no other, no other lover This is your life, our time When we are together, I need you forever Is it love What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh) What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh) What is love? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JawD 99 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 Yo VIP let's kick it Ice ice baby Ice ice baby All right stop collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop yo I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance go rush to the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it you better gain weight You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play If there was a problem yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point to the point no faking I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my rag-top down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby waving just to say hi Did you stop no I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block The block was dead Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots rang out like a bell I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells Falling on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car slammed on the gas Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene you know what I mean They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Ice ice baby vanillla Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it My town that created all the bass sound Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel Conducted and formed This is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while Shay revolves it Ice ice baby vanilla Ice ice baby (oh-oh) vanilla Ice ice baby vanilla Ice ice baby vanilla ice Yo man let's get out of here Word to your mother Ice ice baby too cold Ice ice baby too cold too cold Ice ice baby Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tooj 17 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 You had me at "Yo VIP let's kick it." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Meenzer 15873 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 You suffer ...but why? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paddy 17 Posted June 14, 2008 Share Posted June 14, 2008 You put your left arm in, your left arm out In out, in out, you shake it all about You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around That's what it's all about Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa You put your right arm in, your right arm out In out, in out, you shake it all about You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around That's what it's all about Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa You put your left leg in, your left leg out In out, in out, you shake it all about You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around That's what it's all about Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa You put your right leg in, your right leg out In out, in out, you shake it all about You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around That's what it's all about Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa You put your whole self in, your whole self out In out, in out, you shake it all about You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around That's what it's all about Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey Knees bent, arms stretched Raa raa raa Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sweetleftpeg 0 Posted June 16, 2008 Share Posted June 16, 2008 First, when there's nothing but a slow glowing dream That your fear seems to hide deep inside your mind All alone I have cried silent tears full of pride In a world made of steel, made of stone Well I hear the music, close my eyes, feel the rhythm Wrap around, take a hold of my heart [Chorus:] What a feeling, bein's believin' I can't have it all, now I'm dancin' for my life Take your passion, and make it happen Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life [solo] Now I hear the music, close my eyes, I am rhythm In a flash it takes hold of my heart [chorus (with ... "now I'm dancing through my life")] What a feeling What a feeling (I am music now), bein's believin' (I am rhythm now) Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life What a feeling (I can really have it all) What a feeling (Pictures come alive when I call) I can have it all (I can really have it all) Have it all (Pictures come alive when I call) (call, call, call, call, what a feeling) I can have it all (Bein's believin') bein's believin' (Take your passion, make it happen) make it happen (What a feeling) what a feeling... [to fade] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
manc-mag 1 Posted June 16, 2008 Share Posted June 16, 2008 Someone was quoted "burn baby burn.. disco inferno.. burn baby burn.. burn that mother down.." ( another child orphaned, sick minds we're dealing with. ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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