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from Boomerang (부메랑) by Marcus Miller [omnibus, ost] (1992)
Oh nobody does it the way i like this? Mmmm....where are you from? Yeah, you really got me now..... I was at a party, spotted your baby face hair slicked back in place, smile so vivid, I knew i had to make a move on your pretty feet weak off i've got to think to get you in my limits, Let me show you how to ease my tension, use your body and soul just how far will i go? You want an answer to your question, Do you really want to know? you're out of my reach that's why i want you more. It's a choice of trick or treat, we'll begin and end on a 7 day weekend, Are you so blind that you can't see? a kiss will lead you on, Sex will bring you under i bet you it's all over, Uh huh, gotta get up gotta get up, send you up send you up, On a 7 day weekend. Contradictions get distorted and you know there's no guarantee, I had to fool with his friend standing in front of him to bring his attention to me, Let me show you how to ease my tension, use your body and soul just how far will i go? You want an answer to your question, do you really want to know? 'cause, you're out of my reach that's why i want you more, It's a choice of trick or treat, we'll begin and end on a 7 day weekend, Are you so blind that you can't see? a kiss will lead you on, The sex will bring you under i bet you it's all over. Love that's beyond the line, losing my dignity Love without trust, what is it worth, you've got to live your life gracefully!!! It's a choice of trick or treat, we'll begin and end on a 7 day weekend, Are you so blind that you can't see? a kiss will lead you on, The effect will bring you under i bet you it's all over, It's a choice of trick or treat, we'll begin and end on a 7 day weeken |
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from Summer Of Sam (썸머 오브 샘) by Terence Blanchard [ost] (1999)
Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voila le portrait sans retouche De l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas je vois la vie en rose Il me dit des mots d'amour des mots de tous le jours Et ca me fait quelque chose Il est entre dans mon coeur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause C'est lui pour moi Moi pour lui dans la vie Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi, mon coeur qui bat... When he takes me in his arms and whispers love to me everything's lovely It's him for me and me for him all our lives and it's so real what I feel this is why Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi,mon coeur qui bat... la vie ......... La vie en rose,la vie en rose ohhhhhhhh.....la vie La vie en rose, La vie en rose,la vie en rose la vie en rose ,la vie en rose la vie en rose , la vie en rose la vie en rose, la vie en rose Je t'aime voir toujours... |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Don't lay there dead, c'mon boy get up!
Give me that driving satisfaction, I need your positive reaction, Hey you, standing in the (door?), Like you don't know where to go, (Hey you), ain't got no money to spend, a dog wouldn't be your friend. Give me that driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction, Give me that driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction. Hey you, the night is cold, Hey you, I'm all alone, I need somebody to hold, You're right, you're wrong, You're stuck in the middle of the road, You're up, you're down way down there below, You're right, you're wrong, You're stuck in the middle of the road, You're up, you're down, way down there below. Get up boy! And give me that driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction, Give me that driving satisfaction. In the middle of the night in a certain kind of heat, If the odds are against you, You're facing sure defeat, yeah. You're life is (greed?), you still can't make a move, Get up my friend, you've got something to prove, You're life is (greed?), you're stuck in the middle of the road, You're up, you're down, way down there below. Driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction, yeah boy, Give me that driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction. Hey you, hey you I'm talking to you, (Yeah boy), give me what you promised me, Take me for a ride, Hey you, I'm talking to you, Hey you, (I wont hurt you baby), I'm burning, I'm burning, burning with desire. Give me that driving satisfaction, I need a positive reaction, (yeah boy), (Baby now), looking for your driving satisfaction, I need your positive reaction, Give it to me, give it to me now, I said now, I want it! |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
I've been pulled to pieces, I've got an arm over here,
I've got a leg over there, I've got my ass somewhere upside down, But I'm back, I'm here to tell you I'm back, better than before, Can't keep a good thing down, uh-uh. Well I've been kicked around, never thought that I could fall, Thought that I was standing tall, turned out I was the ball, And you know what, and I, and I, and I've been kicked around, Baby after all, I took all the shots you called, Turned out I was the ball, you kicked you pushed. And I've been kicked around, and I've been upside down, Oh I've been bounced around, kicked around, I'm gonna get you, get you, your very momma will regret you, I'm going to stomp and drag you to your knees, Your very papa will forget you, kicked around. Oh I, Oh I, Oh I've been bounced around, Let me tell you, I'm here to tell you, You can get up, you can put all the pieces back together, Yeah, don't let him stomp on you baby, get up now! I said you made me feel so small, bouncing me against the wall, Just like I was the ball, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh I, Oh I, Oh I, Oh I've been kicked around, Now look at me baby, (trips alone) paved the memories you gave me, My eyes are open, eyes are open, now I can see, You're nothing but a bad, bad memory, I'm all together now, all together now, I'm the biggest ball you ever did see, I'm gonna roll on you, I'm gonna fall on you, I'm gonna stomp on you, I'm gonna punch on you, I'm gonna choke on you, I'm gonna rip you, drag you to your knees, Your very papa will regret you! No need to come begging to me, my heart is deaf to your plea, The hurt you have planted has grown much in me, I'm gonna lie to you, get away from me! Oh I, Oh I, Oh I, Oh I've been kicked around, And I've been upside down, been kicked around, Yeah, here I am, I'm back, I'm all together, Can't keep a good woman down, I'm big and tall, Listen to me, just listen to me, just look at me, I'm back, here I am, hear me coming.... |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Yeah!!
If I had two lips, I could give you that killer kiss, And make a smack on your leg, make you forget about everything else, But I don't need no extra help, I'm already too much for one man, In love, you love, and love, love to be loved over and over again. I'll give you soothe cooling action, juicy lipped passion, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, that sexy looking mouth is me, If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, come get my love on top of love, I've got what you need and more, more than you bargained for , Come get my love on top of love, Yeah! Uh huh, love. It's ten o'clock, Time for the second shift, Another man, another love, another kiss, I'm talking about jungle love, tastes like cherries (after) paradise, I'm mean a cooler passion, My killer kiss, hot as ice, The green-eyed stranger, time for a wager, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That sexy looking pout is me. If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, Come get my love on top of love, I've got what need and more, More than you bargained for Come get my love on top of love! Yeah! (10x -at intervals). Soothe cooling action, Juicy lipped passion, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That juicy looking mouth is me, I'm what you want, I'm what you need , that juicy looking mouth is me. Soothe cooling action, Juicy lipped passion, I'm what you, I'm what you need, That juicy looking mouth is me, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That juicy sexy mouth is me, If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, Come get my love on top of love. More!...Yeah!...on top of love...come and get it, Come get it juicy lips,( me -X5), Juicy, cat love, lips, me, me, Juicy,lips, me, me, love,a kiss, A juicy ,lips, love a kiss, juicy... |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Don't need no ring, no wedding band,
We don't need no paper plan, Just take my hand, for you're my man, All we we need to understand, The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man, We've got, marriage of the heart, Nothing is going to keep us apart. I know, I'll know whenever he needs me because, I am sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie that binds, Clear enough, so take my hand, our love is here to stay, Love's insecure, yet we are sure, we don't need the paper play, No book or rule should ever use emotion for a tool. Marriage of the heart, marriage of the heart, no written page could tear us apart. Oh I know that old rules are not the tools for a modern world, Sign love on the line, sign love on the line. When you found a way, love will stay from then until forever more, Just take the hand of your man, that's all you need to understand, The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man. Marriage of the heart, nothing is going to keep us apart. I know, that I'll go wherever he needs me because, I'm sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie binds, I'll know, I'll go, I'm sure he needs me and that I'll go. |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
You stand there, stutter, brains like butter,
You dissed your father, sister, your mother, Times have tried too hard to your answer to give up instead of live up, To the stance of a man, understand that I'm a right hand, Five out of five will die, from crack and on my left the birth the same and the same birth (?), The kid once did and now his death is echoed around the world for all to hear, So let's have a merry new year Yo Grace, school 'em. They're lost now, taken over, crack attack, They're lost now, taken over, crack attack, There's a little boy who lives down the way, I heard he's crazy from crack in his brain, He's lost now, he's taken over, crack attack, Lost now, taken over, crack attack, Don't do it,cheap high,say no! (echoes). Though I wonder who is to blame, All this epidemic is driving me insane, all of it, I see the kids dying in the streets, Whoever makes one, they're going lose his way, Lost know, taken over, crack attack, They're lost now, taken over, crack attack. Stuck in the middle, and don't know where to go, They've got so now, they're living for the blow, They get it babe, doing it for the thrill, It's so insane, such danger for a thrill, Lost now, they're taken over, crack attack, Don't do it, cheap high, break the tie. You can turn it over, you can take control, you want your mind, your body and soul, Don't you let crack put you in a hole, You've done without and you can do it now. Said crack attack, crack attack, crack attack, Don't do it, say no!, give it up, Lost now, lost now...lost now, taken over crack attack, crack attack, Taken over, crack attack, crack attack, Lost now...give it up, give it up, taken over. |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
You want to shoot me down?
I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart. Shotgun, hit and run, You've had your fun and you left me stung, You took my heart for target practice, And now I know that love shares no justice, So i, I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart. Here is something you ought to know, You better pack up and you better go now, Don't mess with me, no playing around, I'm going to stomp you straight in the. ground 'cause i, I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart. Oh i, I've got a bulletproof heart, Oh i, I've got a bulletproof heart. Finger on the trigger, ready to shoot, I'm kicking you out, not sharing my loot, I'm locking all my closets, I'm closing my legs, No use for you to even stand there and beg. 'cause i, I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart. 'cause i, I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart, I've got a bulletproof heart, Oh I've got a bulletproof heart, Oh I've got a bulletproof heart. [laughs....] |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Aaaa, hey baby, where are you going baby?
Hey, want to give me a ride, got get to where I'm going real fast, Ain't got no time to waste, thing here, I'm not about to stay here, There are children on street, with no food to eat, I seem them there, I said I got to get away, I'm on my way. I Gotta escape this poverty, I gotta find a new reality, Don't try and stop me boy, I'm on my way, So light me a cigarette, cruise in a plane, Take a trip to Paris, maybe Spain, yeah, Oh I've got to get there, take me away, I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way. Hey, I'm on my way, You can stay, I'll leave you here, You'd be a fool if you like what's here, hey, I got to get there, hey, hey, hey, I'm on my way, Many places you can go, no one ever said I never told you so, I'm on my way. I've got to get there, got get there, hey, hey, hey, I'm on my way. Don't give a damn, don't really care, Given you all I got I've got to share, yeah, I'm on my way, Shut the door, you can lock me out, I don't give a damn I'm heading south, hey, I'm on my way, I'm on my way (ehoes), I'm on my way, I'm on my way. |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Way deep in the night, the voice of love is calling,
(So) clear is the darkness, that reflects your face, Born out of love, locked in desire, The heat from your fire, seduction, Cries fill the dark, I feel your embrace, Losing control, surrender! Oh Oh, I hear love calling. Oh Oh the voice of love, Hard is the flesh, soft is the night, The rhythm of my heart beats like a drum, The language of my body moves to a time, The rhythm of desire like fire. Oh Oh, I hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, Oh Oh, I can hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, seduction surrender I'll always remember. Locked inside your love, I will be right inside your love, I will be wrapped within your love, Seduction surrender, I'll always remember. Oh Oh, I hear love calling, Oh Oh, the voice of love, Oh Oh, I can hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right inside your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, seduction surrender I'll always remember. Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, Seduction surrender I'll always remember, Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love(echoes), Seduction surrender I'll always remember. Seduction, Seduction!!! |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Darling I, I was a fool, Oh what a fool, I thought you were cool,
Now I'm a victim of things that you do, I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love. Lonely nights, spent all alone by a lonesome telephone, You never called, you'd never come, I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Darling I, I was a fool and so you used me just like a clown, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Mon cherie, jetais une folle, completement conne, tu n'etais pas con. je veux te baiser, tu le mal que tu m'as fait, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Why did you let go? Why did I lose, When did love slip away, I though we were always going to stay, Oh baby, where were you when I needed you, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love. |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Amado Mio.
Amado Mio, amame para siempre, love me forever, Y que esta noche, and let forever, sea para siempre, be tonight, Amado Mio, amado mio, amame para siempre, love me forever, Y que este amor, and let forever, comience ahora, begin right now. Amado Mio, amado mio, amado mio, Amado Mio, love me forever, and let forever begin tonight, Amado Mio, when we're together, I'm in a dreamworld of sweet delight, And many times I've whispered, amado mio, It was just a phrase that I heard in plays, I was acting a part. But now when I whispered, amado mio, can't you tell I care, By the feeling there 'cause it comes from my heart? I won't endeavor, I love my darling, Longing to hold you and hold you tight, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever begin tonight. Amado Mio, amado mio, oh, uh, uh, amado mio amado mio, Amor, amor mio, amor mio, oh je t'aime mi amor, mon amour, Mon amour mon amour,, je t'aimerais pour tourjours, C'est, c'est ca mon amour. Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever begin tonight, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever commencer ce soir, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever commencer ce soir, Amor Mio, love me forever, trato de amor (?) esta sera verdad. Love me tonight, love me tonight (whispers), You wan't me to do a Sam Cooke now? (laughs). |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Nothing comes during a sleep above a dream,
You better wake up and face reality, You never get ahead just laying around in bed, What you can see you really can achieve. Dream means a sleepless fulfillment though I wonder why, You wake up out of the darkness and let life begin, Oh dream means a sleepless fulfillment oh I wonder when, Wake up out of the darkness and let life begin. Some people are living only on hopes and dreams, But you've got to wake up to the plans and scenes, The journey of life is only one step ahead, But you never get there tossing and turning in bed, You're facing the world with no plans for tomorrow, And now you're wondering what's waiting around the bend. Dream means a sleepless fulfillment unless you try, Sleepers, they hold on t dreams while the world passes by, Dream means a sleepless fulfillment (though) unless you try, Sleepers, they hold on to dreams while the world passes by. Dream means a sleepless fulfillment though I wonder why, Sleepers hold on to dreams while the world passes by, one more time, Dreams a sleepless fulfillment though unless you try, Sleepers hold on to dreams..... |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
How long before we see we have broken those chains,
.(?)...just like the bird that sings it in the dream baby we are born free, Oh now, I wan't you to know now we are in charge of our own destiny, Freedom is only but a state of mind, you've got to leave them shackles behind. Don't you cry freedom, exercise your freedom, Don't cry freedom, exercise your freedom, Don't cry freedom, it's a state of mind, Oh..ooooh..cry..don't cry, don't cry...well well, well. Freedom is only but a state of mind, you've got to leave them shackles behind. Yeah, Yeah, Some of us get to dance on a dream, Every day we pray to that which we cannot see, Why is it so, so difficult to love that which we see? Love for you and me. Tell me now, do you like what you see? Are those images forced upon us, reflections of you and me, Don't you let them play upon your mind, you've got to leave them shackles behind. .(?).I wan't you to know that, we are each other our own destiny, Just like the bird that sings within the dreams, baby you are born free, Oh yeah, every night oh now, Don't you cry freedom, freedom, don't cry, don't cry oh now, freedom, Don't you cry freedom, exercise your freedom it's a state of.., don't cry Freedom, just like the bird that sings within the dream baby you are born free. |
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from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Amado Mio.
Amado Mio, amame para siempre, love me forever, Y que esta noche, and let forever, sea para siempre, be tonight, Amado Mio, amado mio, amame para siempre, love me forever, Y que este amor, and let forever, comience ahora, begin right now. Amado Mio, amado mio, amado mio, Amado Mio, love me forever, and let forever begin tonight, Amado Mio, when we're together, I'm in a dreamworld of sweet delight, And many times I've whispered, amado mio, It was just a phrase that I heard in plays, I was acting a part. But now when I whispered, amado mio, can't you tell I care, By the feeling there 'cause it comes from my heart? I won't endeavor, I love my darling, Longing to hold you and hold you tight, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever begin tonight. Amado Mio, amado mio, oh, uh, uh, amado mio amado mio, Amor, amor mio, amor mio, oh je t'aime mi amor, mon amour, Mon amour mon amour,, je t'aimerais pour tourjours, C'est, c'est ca mon amour. Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever begin tonight, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever commencer ce soir, Amado Mio, love me forever and let forever commencer ce soir, Amor Mio, love me forever, trato de amor (?) esta sera verdad. Love me tonight, love me tonight (whispers), You wan't me to do a Sam Cooke now? (laughs). |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Walking down the street
Kicking cans Looking at the billboards Oh so rad Summing up the people Checking out the race Doing what I'm doing Feeling out of place Walking, walking In the rain Feeling like a woman Looking like a man Sounding like a no-no Mating when I can Whistling in the darkness Shining in the night Coming to conclusions Right is night is tight Walking, walking In the rain Come in all you jesters Enter all you fools Sit down no-no's Vulgar fools Trip the light fantastic Dance the swivel hips Coming to conclusions Button up your lips Walking, walking In the rain |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Driving down those city streets,
Waiting to get down, Won't you get your big machine, Somewhere in this town? Now in the parking lot garage, You'll find the proper place, Just follow all the written rules, You'll fit into the space. Pull up to my bumper baby, In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby, And drive it in between. Pull up, to it, don't drive, through it, Back it, up twice, now that, fit's nice. Operate around the clock, Why don't you come in? I've got lot's of space for everyone, Why don't you my friend? (Lines are short), I'll pick you up so won't you please come on, Shiny sleek machine believe, It I've got to blow your horn. Pull up to my bumper baby, In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby, And drive it in between. Pull up to it, don't drive through it, Back it, up twice, now that fits nice, Race it, straighten it, let me luricate, Pull up to my bumper baby. (to end) |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
My friends feel that, is there a point of duty?
And he keeps trying to tell me, All you wanna do is use me, But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby, Now I'm gonna to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Use Me. Mother sat down, And you know she told me, "If he can overcome you, all he's gonna do is use You", But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby. Now I'm going to spread the new. And if it feels this good then use? Keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Use Me. Now I'm going to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Come on and keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Sometimes it's true, You really do abuse me, I lost the only people, Who ever really didn't use Me, But oh baby, when you love me I can't get enough, oh baby. Now I'm going to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Well keep on using me 'til you've used me up. 'Til you've used me up, Come on and use me up. Use Me. |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're what's happening, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're an ice machine, We see people brand new people, They're something to see, We're nightclubbing, Bright-white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're walking through town, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We walk like a ghost, We learn dances brand new dances, Like the nuclear bomb, We're nightclubbing, Bright white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're what's happening, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're an ice machine, We see people brand new people, They're something to see, We're nightclubbing, Bright-white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
I'll never write my memoirs,
There's nothing in my book, The only way you see me an Art Groupie, I'm hooked. Some people like to be used, I've been used and amused, But that's the way I see me, My Art Groupie look. Love me in a picture, Kiss me in a cast, Touch me in a sculpture, Whisper in my mask. Don't ask me any questions, My personal life is a bore, Admire me in glory, An Art Groupie. That's all. Love me in a picture, Kiss me in a cast, Touch me in a sculpture, Whisper in my mask. I'll never write my memoirs, There's nothing in my book, The only way you see me an Art Groupie, I'm hooked. |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door Like a hawk stealing for the prey Like the night waiting for the day Strange, he shadows me back home Footsteps echo on the stones Rainy nights, on Hausmann Boulevard Parisian music, drifting from the bars (Tu cherches quoi, rencontrer la mort, Tu te prends pour qui, toi aussi tu detestes la vie,) Dance in bars and restaurants Home with anyone who wants Strange he's standing there alone Staring eyes chill me to the bone (Dans sa chambre, Joel et sa valise, un regard sur ses fringues, Sur les murs, des photos, Sans regret, sans mélo, La porte est claquée, Joel est barré.) |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Feel up, feel up, feel up,
Feel up, Feel up, feel up, feel up. Down town rob, try to run, feel up, Don't give up, don't give up, feel up. You've had your dream, your dreams arnt' real, feel up, Don't give up, don't give up, feel up. Feel up, Feel up, feel up Feel up Just 16, full time dad, just feel up, Don't give up, don't give up, feel up. You've had your dream, your dreams arnt real, feel up, Don't give up, don't give up, feel up. |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming,
Strapped to the wing with the engine running, You say that this wasn't in your plan, Don't mess around with the demolition man, Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking, This situation was not of your picking, You say that this wasn't in your plan, Don't mess around with the demolition man, I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom, I kill conversation as I walk into the room, I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban, I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man, I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom, I kill conversation as I walk into the room, I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban, I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man, You come to me like a moth to the flame, It's love you need but I don't play that game, You kept on coming you should have ran, I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man, I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom, I kill conversation as I walk into the room, I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban, I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man, Demolition man... |
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from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
I was on the first ship to Peru
Charted all the courses like all sailors do First to cross the Mason-Dixon line Overseeing wetbacks for good californian wine And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again, done it again I was there when Jenny Lind first sang First to feel the cold Alaskan white man First to take a trip on LSD First to vote for Roosevelt back in '33 And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again, done it again Yes, I've seen it Yes, I've seen it And if you're feeling great, You know I feel it Yes, I feel it And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again, done it again And I've done it again, done it again, done it again |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voila le portrait sans retouche De l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas je vois la vie en rose Il me dit des mots d'amour des mots de tous le jours Et ca me fait quelque chose Il est entre dans mon coeur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause C'est lui pour moi Moi pour lui dans la vie Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi, mon coeur qui bat... When he takes me in his arms and whispers love to me everything's lovely It's him for me and me for him all our lives and it's so real what I feel this is why Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi,mon coeur qui bat... la vie ......... La vie en rose,la vie en rose ohhhhhhhh.....la vie La vie en rose, La vie en rose,la vie en rose la vie en rose ,la vie en rose la vie en rose , la vie en rose la vie en rose, la vie en rose Je t'aime voir toujours... |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
When I'm feelin' lonely,
Someone telephone me, It's gettin' hard to pass my time. Take me out'a dieing, Watch me while I'm flyin', Baby, it's a waste of time. I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man, to make my dreams come true. Say that you will find him, Creeping up behind him, Moving round' the town all day. Well, I'm underestimated, Highly underated, Can there be another way? I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man, and I need a man. And then I won't be feelin' lonely, Knowing I'm the only one. He'll understand, Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me, Knowing that at last he's gone. Oh well, Gettin' tired of lookin', Wastin' all my cookin, Ending in a dreadful row. Can somebody tell me, Say to me, or sell me, Why I'm feelin' lonely, oh. I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man to make my dreams, And I need a man. And at night I won't be lonely, Knowing I'm the only one. He'll understand, Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me, Knowing that at last he's gone. It's maybe that I'm dreaming, Can't say they I've seen him, Somehow, I just got to find. Someone outstanding, Goes without (?), (?) I need a man like you, to make my dreams come true, Perhaps that man is you! |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
I've been called an operator,
I can sell an eskimo snow, Baby, your'e a calculator, But all you ever tell me is no. You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none, You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun. I'll never give up! I've got to do or die, I'm reach'in for the sky, I'd like to make you mine, You know I will in time, ? Do or Die, No matter how you try, You'll never change my mind, I got to Do or Die!! Taurus's are more determined, Nothing's gonna stand in their way, Loving you was my ambition, I was born the 19th of May. You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none, You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun. I'll never give up! I've got to do or die, I'm reach'in for the sky, I'd like to make you mine, You know I will in time, ? Do or Die, No matter how you try, You'll never change my mind, I got to Do or Die!! I've been called an operator, I can sell an eskimo snow, Baby, your'e a calculator But all you ever tell me is no. You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none, You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun. I'll never give up! I've got to do or die, I'm reach'in for the sky, I'd like to make you mine, You know I will in time, ? Do or Die, No matter how you try, You'll never change my mind, I got to Do or Die!! Do or Die (X23). |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Je n'ai marre with your theatrics,
Your acting's a drag, It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off, Your marriage is a tragedy, But it's not my concern, I'm very superficial I hate everything official, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death, You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath, Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet And your sex life complications are not my fascinations, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! You asked my advice I say use the door, But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore, And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail, I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8) |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
't ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring 't ain't no big thing, the toll of the bell Aggravated, spare for days I troll down town the redlight place Jump up, bubble up What's in store Love is the drug and I need to score Showing out, showing out, hit and run Boy meets girl where the beat goes on Stiched up tight, can't shake free Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch that buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Late at night I parked my car Staked my place in the singles bar Face to face, toe to toe Heart to heart as we hit the floor Lumbered up, limbo down The locked embrace, stumble round I say go, she say yes Dim the lights, you can guess the rest Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh ... Oooh, oooh Love is, love is, love is the drug |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Strange
I've seen that face before Seen him hanging 'round my door. Like a hawk stealing for the prey Like the night waiting for the day. Strange He shadows me back home Footsteps echo on the stone. Rainy nights and hustling boulevards Parisian music tripping from the bars. Tu cherches quoi? Rencontrer la mort? Tu te prends pour qui Toi aussi tu detestes la vie. Dancing by the restaurants Home with anyone you want. Strange He's standing there below Staring eyes thrill me to the bone. Dans sa chambre Joelle et sa valise. Elle regarde ses fringues Sur les murs des photos Sans regret Sans melo. La porte est claquee Joelle est barree. |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Driving down those city streets
Waiting to get down Won't you take your big machine Somewhere in this town Now in the parking lot garage I found the proper place Just follow all the written rules You'll fit into the space Pull up to my bumper baby In your long black limousine Pull up to my bumper baby And drive it in between Pull up, to it, Don't drive, through it Back it, up twice Now that fits nice Operate around the clock, Slow it if you come in? I've got lots of space for everyone One for you my friend? My lines are short I'll fix you up So won't you please come on, Shiny sleek machine you wheeled I've got to blow your horn. Pull up to my bumper baby In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby And drive it in between. Pull up to it, don't drive through it, Back it, up twice, now that fits nice, Grease it, spray it Let me lubricate it Pull up to my bumper baby (to end) |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Walking down the street
Kicking cans Looking at the billboards Oh so rad Summing up the people Checking out the race Doing what I'm doing Feeling out of place Walking, walking In the rain Feeling like a woman Looking like a man Sounding like a no-no Mating when I can Whistling in the darkness Shining in the night Coming to conclusions Right is night is tight Walking, walking In the rain Come in all you jesters Enter all you fools Sit down no-no's Vulgar fools Trip the light fantastic Dance the swivel hips Coming to conclusions Button up your lips Walking, walking In the rain |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Take a toke from the smoke,
Never standing by the door, Just stretching out pan de floor, That way him don't fall over, No way him gwan fall out pan me, That way him won't fall over, No way him gwan fall out pan me. 'Cause he's layed back, not laying back, Layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My Jamaican guy. When my dread start to sw.. Him no think if it hot nor cold, We just come in a de riva cold, Dat way him don't waste him wata, No way it gwan run out pan him, Dat way him don't waste him wata, No way it gwan run out pan him. 'Cause he's layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, not laying back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My Jamaican guy. My J.A. guy. Take my life for a drive, Never need to change his tools, Him drive like a stubborn mule, Dat way him naw go plop plop, No way gas gwan bun out pan him, Dat way him naw go plop plop, No way gas gwan bun out pan him. 'Cause he's layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not laying back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My J.A. guy. |
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from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow Build on up, don't break the chain, Sparks will fly when the whistle blows Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, power lines Fires burn, hearts beat strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Breathe to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Warm Leatherette,
See the breaking glass, Beneath the underpass. Warm Leatherette, Feel the crushing steel, Feel the steering wheel. Warm Leatherette melts, On your burning flesh, You can see your reflection, On the luminescent dash. Warm Leatherette, A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, The hand brake, Penetrates your thigh. A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, Quick let's make love, Before we die. On Warm Leatherette, Join the carcrash set. |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Je n'ai marre with your theatrics,
Your acting's a drag, It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off, Your marriage is a tragedy, But it's not my concern, I'm very superficial I hate everything official, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death, You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath, Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet And your sex life complications are not my fascinations, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! You asked my advice I say use the door, But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore, And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail, I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8) |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
I've been (?) my life just a rolling stone,
When I needed your love, baby, your'e always gone. In my life I know that something is missing, Grains of sand is really all you've been giving. I need more loving baby, I need more (?kissing?), Now I want (?) that you got. They say a rolling stone never gathers no moss, One day we will slow down and find that love is lost. In my life I know that something is missing, Grains of sand is really all you've been giving. I need more loving baby, I need more (?kissing?), Now I want (?) that you got, Now I want (?) that you got. (?). Now I want (?) that you got. In my life I know that something is missing, Baby, grains of sand is really all you've been giving. I need more loving baby, I need more (?kissing?), Now I want (?) that you got, Now I want (?) that you got. |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
't ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring 't ain't no big thing, the toll of the bell Aggravated, spare for days I troll down town the redlight place Jump up, bubble up What's in store Love is the drug and I need to score Showing out, showing out, hit and run Boy meets girl where the beat goes on Stiched up tight, can't shake free Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch that buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Late at night I parked my car Staked my place in the singles bar Face to face, toe to toe Heart to heart as we hit the floor Lumbered up, limbo down The locked embrace, stumble round I say go, she say yes Dim the lights, you can guess the rest Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh ... Oooh, oooh Love is, love is, love is the drug |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Every day brings change,
And the world puts on a new face, Certain things rearange, And the world seems like a new place. Secretly I've been trailing you, Like a Fox that preys on a Rabbit, I had to get you, and so I knew, I had to learn all your ways and all your habbits. You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. I had laid such a tender trap, Hoping you might fall into it, But love hit me with a sudden slap, Just one of your kisses and baby I knew it. My plan did'nt work out like I thought, I had laid my trap for you, But it seems, baby, I got caught. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. (?) You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
And if I wander down the wrong road,
It's alright baby, just let me go, If I get tired of all those assholes, It's alright cause' I want them to know. I'm sick and tired of all this bullshit, Rough shit, same shit, Hey Jesus come on down and save us, save us, rave on. And on the road I ride through Richmond Rich man, You know the business I'm in And feeling sorry, makes me feel mad, Someday, uh baby, I play to win. I'm sick and tired of all this bullshit, Rough shit, same shit, Can't Jesus come on down and save us, save us, rave on. I'm sick and tired of all this bullshit, Same shit, wrong shit Hey Jesus come on down and save us, save us, rave on. And if I wander down the wrong road, It's alright honey, just let me go, If I get tired of all those assholes, It's alright cause' I want them to know. I'm sick and tired of all this bullshit, Rough shit, same shit, Hey Jesus come on down and save us, save us, rave on. |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
It's all right if you love me,
It's all right if you don't, I'm not afraid of you running away honey, I get the feeling you won't. There's no sense in pretending, (?) Something inside you, is feeling like I do, We've said all there is the say. Breakdown, honey go ahead and give it to me, Breakdown, honey take me tonight, Breakdown, I'm standin' hear can't you see, Breakdown, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right. It's all right if you love me, It's all right if you don't, I'm not afraid of you running away honey, I get the feeling you won't, It's OK if you must go, I'll understand if you don't, You say goodbye right now, I'll still survive somehow, Why should we let this drag on? Breakdown, honey go ahead and give it to me, Breakdown, honey take me tonight, Breakdown, I'm standin' hear can't you see, Breakdown, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, baby. Breakdown, honey go ahead and give it to me, Breakdown, honey take me tonight, Breakdown, I'm standin' hear can't you see, Breakdown, it's all right, it's all right, Breakdown, honey go ahead and give it to me, Breakdown, honey take me to the night, Breakdown, I'm standin' hear can't you see, Breakdown, it's all right, it's all right, Breakdown. (To End) |
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from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Alors pars, et surtout ne te retourne pas!
Pars, mais qu'est-ce que tu as? Tire-toi! Quoi qu'il arrive, je serai toujours avec toi, Alors pars, et surtout ne te retourne pas! Et l'enfant, il est avec moi, Il est la, il est drole comme tes yeux, Il est comme toi, impatient, Il n'a de peur, Il aime la vie, Et la mort ne lui fais pas peur, o pars! Tais-toi! Mais qu'est-ce que tu as? Pars! Je t'aime, toujours, il faut toujours, Alors pars, tire-toi! Ca va pars, qu'est-ce que tu dois faire? Alors pars, Ca va bien, pas de probleme, pars, Mais, reviens a moi, alors pars. |
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from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
"Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want from me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm."
Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work...to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Oh that's weird... Paul Cooke: "Grace Jones, welcome" Grace Jones: "Thank you Paul. And if you’re wondering what’s wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So…" Paul Cooke: "Now obviously you’re in the Bond movie." |
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from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Jean-Paul Goude: "She's born in Jamaica, raised in America.. and she was really an American girl, I mean, with Jamaican parents."
Uh, baby.. Uh-huh Keep it up, keep it up Keep it up Slave to the rhythm Uh baby To the rhythm Don't cry Your life is the rhythm You work to the rhythm You slave To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Uh, baby To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm You slave to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm, to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Work all day as men who know Work all day to keep the flow To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm To keep the flow To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Build on up Don't break the chain Sparks will fly Keep it up, keep it up See, never stop the action Keep it up Jean-Paul Goude: "I mean all black people were just, you know ‘do it to me, sock it to me’ and all that stuff, and there she was, you know, singing ‘La Vie en Rose’ in French. It was great, you know. So I thought what a wonderful, erm, perspective. No I never saw her at a fashion show." |
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from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Paul Morley: "I first got introduced to your music with a song called 'La Vie En Rose'"
Grace Jones: "Oh, you're kidding. That's my first album." Paul Morley: "That was great!" Grace Jones: "Uh huh!" Paul Morley: "Is that a special song to you?" Grace Jones: "That's a very special song to me. Oh God, I cry every time I sing it." Paul Morley: "Yeah." Grace Jones: "It's that special -" Paul Morley: "What's it mean to you?" Grace Jones: "Well it means, uh, a lot of romance, and um.. I had quite a few French lovers, you know, so every time I sing it I think about them." Paul Morley: "So lots of fond memories, then?" Grace Jones: "I'm - Yes - " SLAVE Work to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm SLAVE Work to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm SLAVE Work to the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm SLAVE Slave to the rhythm Dan- dan- dan- dan- dance to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Dance to the- dance to the- dance to the- Work to the- work to the- work to the- Work to the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm SLAVE Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Annihilate the rhythm |
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from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow Build on up, don't break the chain, Sparks will fly when the whistle blows Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, power lines Fires burn, hearts beat strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Breathe to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm |
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from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Bridge just south of town
They've been working on it for years now Just about finish up 'fore it occurs to anyone They built that damn thing just about a foot off the ground Way way higher than the road around So if you happen down that highway, 'specially at night Hit the bridge at fifty-five Feel like you might just take flight And every time the crossing comes as a surprise See my flying I've found quiet in this room Down by where the trains run I've learned to hear the rumble, long before it comes And the things I'm working on Are invisible to everyone Something 'bout an empty hip or the angle of the sun Every time the crossing comes as a surprise See me flying Maybe these stitches in my throat Have just about dissolved Like the sad moan of the drunkard walking home from the bar I hear the thin song of the fire house when they sound the alarm I hear the church bells on Sunday... ringing out Used to be a town of dirt and horses Now it's all liquor and cars There's still a whole lot of nothing up between those stars Take the dog out for a walk On the Episcopal church lawn My God we're still tryin' to find a way To get ourselves beyond And every time the crossing comes as a surprise See me flying |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground, You in mid-air, Send in the clowns, send in the clowns, Isn't it bliss? don't you approve? One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move, Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns, Just when I'd stopped opening doors, Finally knowing the one that I wanted, Was yours, Making my entrance again with my, Usual flair, Sure of my lines, No one is there, Don't you love farce? My fault I fear, I thought thar you'd want what I want, Sorry my dear, And where are the clowns? Quick send in the clowns, Don't bother, they're here, Isn't it rich? isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late, In my career, And where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns, (?) Send in the clowns. (x10), |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Kiss today goodbye,
The sweetness and the sorrow, Wish me luck, the same to you, But I can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love. Look my eyes are dry, The gift was ours to borrow, It's as if we always knew, What I did for love, What I did for love. Gone, love is never gone, As we travel on, Love's what we remember Kiss today goodbye, And point me t'ward tomorrow, We did, what we had to do, Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, Gone, love is never gone, As we travel on, That's what we remember. Kiss today goodbye, And point me t'ward tomorrow, We did, what we had to do, Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
The sun'll come out, tomorrow,
Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, The sun'll come out, tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e always a day away, Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, The sun'll come out, tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e always a day away, Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, (x10) |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche Voila le portrait sans retouche De l'homme auquel j'appartiens Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas je vois la vie en rose Il me dit des mots d'amour des mots de tous le jours Et ca me fait quelque chose Il est entre dans mon coeur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause C'est lui pour moi Moi pour lui dans la vie Il me l'a dit, l'a jure pour la vie Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi, mon coeur qui bat... When he takes me in his arms and whispers love to me everything's lovely It's him for me and me for him all our lives and it's so real what I feel this is why Et des que je l'apercois Alors je sens en moi,mon coeur qui bat... la vie ......... La vie en rose,la vie en rose ohhhhhhhh.....la vie La vie en rose, La vie en rose,la vie en rose la vie en rose ,la vie en rose la vie en rose , la vie en rose la vie en rose, la vie en rose Je t'aime voir toujours... |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy, Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was no good at jealousy, no good at jealousy. He's here, oh honey for just a day, I'll find away to get away, No matter what you say, hey hey. He's here, oh honey for just aday, He's coming from so far away, For just a day, hey hey. I don't want to deceive you, But tell me how can I be true, When all the jealosy, Keeps me from telling it all to you. Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy, He's here, oh honey for just once a year, That aint' so much for you to share, That aint' so much to share. He's here, oh honey for just once a year, You got my lovin' right here, Prepare now there, now there. Nothing is never the same when your sorry, I'm really sorry of my jealousy, Keeps you from knowing another side of me, He loves me too and hes not jealous of you. Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy. Baby, sorry, jealousy, sorry, jealousy, So full of jealousy... |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Every night, to take a walk on high to see,
The shadows of the moonlight, when this guy, Began to follow me, and now you see. Thats the trouble. Then he turned my head, to my surprise, He stared so seriously, in my eyes and said, "Why, I'd like for you to come on home woth me." Thats the trouble, Every man I see, thats the trouble. Taking every little thing so heavily, Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be, Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free. When I did not realise, he was the, Serious type of guy, and I ran his [?], And said "Will you marry me?" Thats the trouble, Every man I see, thats the trouble. Taking every little thing so heavily, Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be, Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free. |
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from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
When I'm feelin' lonely,
Someone telephone me, It's gettin' hard to pass my time. Take me out'a dieing, Watch me while I'm flyin', Baby, it's a waste of time. I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man, to make my dreams come true. Say that you will find him, Creeping up behind him, Moving round' the town all day. Well, I'm underestimated, Highly underated, Can there be another way? I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man, and I need a man. And then I won't be feelin' lonely, Knowing I'm the only one. He'll understand, Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me, Knowing that at last he's gone. Oh well, Gettin' tired of lookin', Wastin' all my cookin, Ending in a dreadful row. Can somebody tell me, Say to me, or sell me, Why I'm feelin' lonely, oh. I need a man, perhaps a man like you, I need a man to make my dreams, And I need a man. And at night I won't be lonely, Knowing I'm the only one. He'll understand, Oh, what I'm feelin' deep inside me, Knowing that at last he's gone. It's maybe that I'm dreaming, Can't say they I've seen him, Somehow, I just got to find. Someone outstanding, Goes without (?), (?) I need a man like you, to make my dreams come true, Perhaps that man is you! |
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from Hip Hop: The Collection 2008 [Explicit Version] (2008)
Intro: LL Cool J
Mmmm yeah (mmmmm) check it out baby Make it hot... then we drop it (oooooooh!) Uh, yeah (oooooooh!) Uptown, you know how we do it Yeah you know Make it hot Verse One: [LL Cool J] It's the first time together and I'm feeling kinda horny Conventional methods of makin love kinda bore me I wanna knock your block off, get my rocks off Blow your socks off make sure your G spots soft [LeShaun] I'm gonna call you Big Daddy and scream your name Matter fact I can't wait for your candy rain [LL Cool J] So what cha sayin, I get my swerve on, bring it live Make it last forever, damn the kitty cat's tight [LeShaun] Mmm... daddy slow down your flow Put it on me like G baby nice and slow I need a rough neck nigga Mandingo in a sec Who ain't afraid to pull my hair and spank me from the back [LL Cool J] No doubt, I'm the playa that you're talkin about [LeShaun] But do you really think that you can work it out [LL Cool J] I guarantee shorty it's real, baby stick it out Here comes the man of steel Chorus: LeShaun, LL Cool J [LeShaun] Doin it and doin it and doin it well (3X) [LL Cool J] I respresent Queens, she was raised out in Brooklyn {repeat 2x} Verse Two: [LL Cool J] I'm in the mix now, searching for the right spot To hit now, get down [LeShaun] Damn my lover dig down, you use a rubber? [LL Cool J] Damn right [LeShaun] You are my lover [LL Cool J] All night [LeShaun] The putty good to you? Word to momma [LL Cool J] Man tight The only thing left to do is climax Let's make it last [LeShaun] Word we ain't goin out like that All this time you've been telling that you was a Don [LL Cool J] I tried to warn you girl you wouldn't listen Now let's get it on [LeShaun] Mmm, baby wow, don't do that Chill wait a minute baby let me please your back [LL Cool J] You talk a good one shorty now you're makin me sweat How a live nigga like it girl? [LeShaun] Nice and wet We get it on To The Break of Dawn, damn you're large How a big girl like it Daddy? [LL Cool J] Nice and hard Safe sexin it, flexin it, gettin that affectionate Chewin it, doin it, all while we're doin it Chorus (repeat 2X) Verse Three: [LL Cool J] Baby, I wanna hit it in the worst way [LeShaun] Make it hot [LL Cool J] Schemin on the ass since the first day [LeShaun] Don't stop Damn I love it when you talk like that Make it bounce sugar [LL Cool J] Long as you can bounce me back More flesh than the Greek Fest [LeShaun] Roll up the sess [LL Cool J] Pass the Hennessee [LeShaun] Put my body to the test Way way back many niggaz ago I was a young girl listening to how you flow Now's my chance to hit you off daddy I'm grown From the back, from the side [LL Cool J] Right, I'm in the zone One of a kind when it's time to do mine Camcorder and the whole shit [LeShaun] Press rewind Let it flow on the screen while we puffs the L Layin back in the cut while we're under the spell [LL Cool J] Word life, I like the way the F went down Go to sleep, tomorrow I'll take you back downtown We'll be Chorus (repeat 3X) |
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from Island Records Post Punk Box Set - Out Come The Freaks (2009)
Warm Leatherette,
See the breaking glass, Beneath the underpass. Warm Leatherette, Feel the crushing steel, Feel the steering wheel. Warm Leatherette melts, On your burning flesh, You can see your reflection, On the luminescent dash. Warm Leatherette, A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, The hand brake, Penetrates your thigh. A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, Quick let's make love, Before we die. On Warm Leatherette, Join the carcrash set. |
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from Diddy - Dirty Money - Last Train To Paris (Explicit Version) (2010)
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, I'm here to tell you that this is a brand new sound
This, this will change your lives All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up Is what you need, is what you need Is what you get, is what you get Is what you like, what you like Girl... everyday, girl every shooting star Girl... back more... but I now I'm too far away You won't be there alone, my love wouldn't be over We wouldn't be staring out the window, guessing which way the wind blows You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would Yeah, come on, oh Who was your number one? Who... niggers,.. Got my hand on my gun, as I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you when I should of have my sun Got me losing my mind, all alone in my room, staring at your picture like I'm doing time I know loving is hard, loving is hard, but the... you all wake up... Sex... If I was the only one, would I be your mistress? But now I'm too far away, too far away Now you take the blame along, love won't be free to roam We would be prisoners of the sheets, maybe be... You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would ... was your love you can tell me, won't it be happen Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would. |
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from Diddy - Dirty Money - Last Train To Paris [Deluxe Explicit Version] (2010)
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, I'm here to tell you that this is a brand new sound
This, this will change your lives All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up Is what you need, is what you need Is what you get, is what you get Is what you like, what you like Girl... everyday, girl every shooting star Girl... back more... but I now I'm too far away You won't be there alone, my love wouldn't be over We wouldn't be staring out the window, guessing which way the wind blows You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would Yeah, come on, oh Who was your number one? Who... niggers,.. Got my hand on my gun, as I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you when I should of have my sun Got me losing my mind, all alone in my room, staring at your picture like I'm doing time I know loving is hard, loving is hard, but the... you all wake up... Sex... If I was the only one, would I be your mistress? But now I'm too far away, too far away Now you take the blame along, love won't be free to roam We would be prisoners of the sheets, maybe be... You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would ... was your love you can tell me, won't it be happen Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would. |
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from Luftkastellet 6 (2011)
When she was seventeen
She married a Preacher Man And she settled down In a little part of town Followed him all around Having little babies Singing in a little Church In a little ghost town She's so happy (I don´t want to keep up I can´t keep up) She´s so happy, keeping up (I don´t wanna keep up, keeping up with the Jones') Finally she told me Grandpa Dan travelled Playing on the road With Nat King Cole And he womanised Staying up all night Cruisin'up around the town From town to town to town (Let me go - ahhh ah Hurricane) (Just let me go - ahhh ah I´m going to care) Why don't you be a Jones like your Sister and your brother Noel when are you gonna be a Jones your just like your Dad God bless his soul I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me (I've got the Williams' blood) I've got the Williams' blood in me In me, in me, in me, running though my veins Williams' blood in me In a room full of doves I'm waiting for the Angels Spreading my wings So I can fly (Let me fly) Hurricane -You can´t save a wretch like me- (Let me fly ahhhh ahh - hurricane) (Let me go - ahhh ah Hurricane) Why don't you be a Jones like your Sister and your brother Noel when are you gonna be a Jones your just like your Dad God bless his soul I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me (I don't wanna keep up, I can't keep up) (I don't wanna keep up, I can't keep up) (Keeping up with the Jones') Amazing Grace How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me |
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