Our day will come
Our day will come...
And we’ll have everything
We’ll share the joy
Falling in love can bring
No one can tell me...
That I’m too young to know
I love you so
And you love me...
Our day will come
Our day will come...
If we just wait a while
No tears for us..
Think love and wear a smile
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we’ll always stay
In love this way...
Our day will come
Our dreams are meant to be
Because we’ll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come...
Our day will come...
Our day will come...
Our day will come...
Our day will come...
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Minggu, 27 November 2011
Minggu, 20 November 2011
Amy Winehouse - Like Smoke Lyrics
I never wanted you to be my man
I just need your company
Don’t want to get dependent on
Your time then lose the way you love me
Like smoke, I hung around in the unbalanced
Wooooah, ohh...
Nas*
It’s not a movie, this is not a script or proofread
I’ll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies
Fun to punctuate, pronunciate the funds I make
Put in your face...
Oh my mistake, you’re not a floosy? Then excuse me
Before I talk, my style introduced me
Get your name and phone number like 1 2 3
Y’all know the story, y’all know the commentary
I kick the narrative, this is legendary
The good Samaritan, hood thespian
Like a polygamist, with a twist
Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess
I hold a lady’s interest, I just met
The love scholar, she the teacher’s pet
Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat
I feel triumphant, no strings
Just a fling to have fun with
I be out in London, Camden
Huntin’ for the answers
Why did God take away the homie
I can’t stand it...
I’m a firm believer
That we all meet up in eternity
Just hope the big man show me some courtesy
Why...cause I’m deemed a heart breaker
Like smoke, girls lean ’round a player
Nas*
Yo, this recession is a test
It’s affecting my complexion
Misdirection my affection
My concerns are bill collections
The facts is the taxes, they after me
Chapter three, my property
My handlers, they dealt with me improperly
I say some things I should probably keep privately
Evaluate the world bank trusts like I’m IEG
Those fly suites and my boojwazi
Tall freak, she wouldn’t protest
With me at Wall Street
She says, no you’re so deep
I said, no let’s go through it
Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Louis
She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes
Classify me as a whore, I tell her have some wine
You colder than penguin poo, in her dismay
She’s thinkin’ that’s just so silly to say
But if you really think about it hussy
See a penguin, he drags his s**t
On the ground all day
And there’s a dragon
I’m through with you after I crush
So is that humorous enough
The smoke I puff
Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah
Whiskey Mist on Mayfair
I hope I meet Monie Love so she can show me love
NYC to UK I might stay there
Everybody in the club tonight say yeahhh...
You know how me and Amy are, straight players
I just need your company
Don’t want to get dependent on
Your time then lose the way you love me
Like smoke, I hung around in the unbalanced
Wooooah, ohh...
Nas*
It’s not a movie, this is not a script or proofread
I’ll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies
Fun to punctuate, pronunciate the funds I make
Put in your face...
Oh my mistake, you’re not a floosy? Then excuse me
Before I talk, my style introduced me
Get your name and phone number like 1 2 3
Y’all know the story, y’all know the commentary
I kick the narrative, this is legendary
The good Samaritan, hood thespian
Like a polygamist, with a twist
Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess
I hold a lady’s interest, I just met
The love scholar, she the teacher’s pet
Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat
I feel triumphant, no strings
Just a fling to have fun with
I be out in London, Camden
Huntin’ for the answers
Why did God take away the homie
I can’t stand it...
I’m a firm believer
That we all meet up in eternity
Just hope the big man show me some courtesy
Why...cause I’m deemed a heart breaker
Like smoke, girls lean ’round a player
Nas*
Yo, this recession is a test
It’s affecting my complexion
Misdirection my affection
My concerns are bill collections
The facts is the taxes, they after me
Chapter three, my property
My handlers, they dealt with me improperly
I say some things I should probably keep privately
Evaluate the world bank trusts like I’m IEG
Those fly suites and my boojwazi
Tall freak, she wouldn’t protest
With me at Wall Street
She says, no you’re so deep
I said, no let’s go through it
Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Louis
She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes
Classify me as a whore, I tell her have some wine
You colder than penguin poo, in her dismay
She’s thinkin’ that’s just so silly to say
But if you really think about it hussy
See a penguin, he drags his s**t
On the ground all day
And there’s a dragon
I’m through with you after I crush
So is that humorous enough
The smoke I puff
Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddah
Whiskey Mist on Mayfair
I hope I meet Monie Love so she can show me love
NYC to UK I might stay there
Everybody in the club tonight say yeahhh...
You know how me and Amy are, straight players
Sabtu, 30 Juli 2011
Lirik Lagu Amy Winehouse - Back To Black
He left no time to regret
Kept his d**k wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed...
From all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to...us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny
Rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to..
Black, black, black, black
Black, black, black
I go back to..
I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black...
Kept his d**k wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed...
From all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to...us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny
Rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to..
Black, black, black, black
Black, black, black
I go back to..
I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to...
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black...
Lirik Lagu Amy Winehouse - Rehab
They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no...
Yes I've been black but when I come back
You'll know, know, know...
I ain't got the time
And if my daddy thinks I'm fine
Just try to make me go to rehab
I won't go, go, go...
I'd rather be at home with Ray
I ain't got seventy days
'Cause there's nothing, there's nothing you can teach me
That I can't learn from Mr. Hathaway
I didn't get a lot in class
But I know it don't come in a shot glass
They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no...
Yes I've been black but when I come back
You'll know, know, know...
I ain't got the time
And if my daddy thinks I'm fine
Just try to make me go to rehab
I won't go, go, go...
The man said Why you think you here
I said I got no idea
I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near
He said I just think you're depressed
This me, yeah baby, and the rest
They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no...
Yes I've been black but when I come back
You'll know, know, know...
I don't ever want to drink again
I just, ooh I just need a friend
I'm not gonna spend ten weeks
And have everyone think I'm on the mend
And it's not just my pride
It's just 'til these tears have dried
They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no...
Yes I've been black but when I come back
You'll know, know, know...
I ain't got the time
And if my daddy thinks I'm fine
Just try to make me go to rehab
I won't go, go, go...
Kamis, 17 Juli 2008
Amy Winehouse - Valerie Lyrics
Well Sometimes I Go Out,
By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things,
Of What You're Doing,
And in my head I Paint A Picture.
'Cause since I've Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your ginger Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Won't You Come On Over,
Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me,
Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did You Have To Go To Jail,
Put Your House Out Up For Sale,
Did You Get A Good Lawyer.
I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan,
I Hope You Find The Right Man,
Who'll Fix It For You.
Are You Shopping Anywhere,
Change The Color Of Your Hair,
And Are You Busy.
Did You Have To Pay That Fine,
That You Were Dodging All The Time,
Are You Still Dizzy.
Well Since I Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your Tender Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over,
Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me,
Oh Why Don't You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Well Sometimes I Go Out,
By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things,
What You're Doing,
And In My Head I Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your Tender Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things,
Of What You're Doing,
And in my head I Paint A Picture.
'Cause since I've Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your ginger Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Won't You Come On Over,
Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me,
Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did You Have To Go To Jail,
Put Your House Out Up For Sale,
Did You Get A Good Lawyer.
I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan,
I Hope You Find The Right Man,
Who'll Fix It For You.
Are You Shopping Anywhere,
Change The Color Of Your Hair,
And Are You Busy.
Did You Have To Pay That Fine,
That You Were Dodging All The Time,
Are You Still Dizzy.
Well Since I Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your Tender Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over,
Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me,
Oh Why Don't You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Well Sometimes I Go Out,
By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things,
What You're Doing,
And In My Head I Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home,
Well My Body's Been A Mess,
And I Miss Your Tender Hair,
And The Way You Like To Dress.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
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