Lirik Lagu Good Charlotte – Counting The Days

Wake up, go to work, come home, its not working
We’ve been living our whole lives on a system that is broken
Your words, I hear them,we can’t get near them
We’ve got one last chance, one more time to make this happen

We’ve got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three’s company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four little words are all you said
Five minutes later we’re in bed
Can’t count on you to love me,
but I can count the days that you’ve been gone.

Wake up, I come home, I realize that its not working
You’re gone, it, I miss the noise of all our fighting
And you know that I don’t mean a word I say
And I know that you don’t wanna stay away
How long am I gonna be counting the days you’re gone?
We’ve got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three’s company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four little words are all you said
Five minutes later we’re in bed
Can’t count on you to love me,
but I can count the days that you’ve been gone.

Ever since I saw you there was no one else, just you and me
(You were all that I could see)
But I got this problem, don’t know how to say what I mean
What I mean

We’ve got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three’s company, just you and me we need to figure this one out

We’ve got one time, time to get this right
Two time and you know its not my style
Three’s company, just you and me we need to figure this one out
Four little words are all you said
Five minutes later we’re in bed
Can’t count on you to love me,
but I can count the days that you’ve been gone.
Can count the days that you’ve been gone

Wake up, go to work, come home, its not working
We’ve been living our whole lives on a system that is broken.

Lirik Lagu Good Charlotte - Like It's Her Birthday

Tonight I kinda get the feeling,
My girl is up to something,
Something that is no good.
She said she only had a meeting,
But she is dressed for something,
Something that is no good
Now I'm not saying that she's cheating,
But seeing is believing,
Can't believe it,
What I'm seeing when I stepped inside..

She's so wasted,
Acting crazy,
Making a scene,
Like it's her birthday..
Drinking champagne,
Going insane,
Falling on me,
Like it's her birthday..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
This ain't the night I thought it'd be
Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh
She ain't shy, apparently..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
You can hear the crowd and everybody sings
Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh
Just like it's her birthday..

She turns and says don't be surprised,
It's gonna be a good night,
A good, good night..
She's showing me a different side,
One I've never seen before,
That I Ignore..

Cause when I'm up she's all about me,
When I'm down,
She stays around me,
Now I know I'm one and only,
So I might as well enjoy the ride..

She's so wasted,
Acting crazy,
Making a scene,
Like it's her birthday
Drinking champagne,
Going insane,
Falling on me,
Like it's her birthday..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
This ain't the night I thought it'd be
Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh
She ain't shy, apparently..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
You can hear the crowd and everybody sings
Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh
Just like it's her birthday..

Like it's her birthday..
Like it's her birthday..
Like it's her birthday..
Like it's her birthday..

She's so wasted,
Acting crazy,
Making a scene,
Like it's her birthday
Drinking champagne,
Going insane,
Falling on me,
Like it's her birthday..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
This ain't the night I thought it'd be
Oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh..oh
She ain't shy, apparently..

Eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh..eh
This ain't the night I thought it'd be
You can hear the crowd and everybody sings
Just like it's her birthday..

Good Charlotte - Keep Your Hands Off My Girl Lyrics

Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.

The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a Kershaw neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

Now she sweating my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep Your Hands Off My Girl

Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be up out it,
I'm just trying to stay off out it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boy starts to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
they keep on fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is staring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps playing

I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters been muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean muggin' on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DC and MADE,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain.

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