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Insensitive - Jann Arden
How do you cool your lips After a summer’s kiss How do you rid the sweat After the body bliss How do you turn your eyes From the romantic glare How do you block the sound Of a voice you’d know anywhere Oh, I really should have known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes Your casual good-byes By the chill in your embrace The expression on your face That told me Maybe you might have some advice to give On how to be Insensitive Insensitive Insensitive How do you numb your skin After the warmest touch How do you slow your blood After the body rush How do you free your soul After you’ve found a friend How do you teach your heart It’s a crime to fall in love again Oh, you probably won’t remember me It’s probably ancient history I’m one of the chosen few Who went ahead and fell for you I’m out of vogue, I’m out of touch I fell too fast, I feel too much I thought that you might have Some advice to give on how to be Insensitive I really should have known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes Your casual good-byes By the chill in your embrace The expression on your face That told me Maybe you might have some advice to give On how to be Insensitive Insensitive Insensitive |
I love that song. There's a video of a poor sap doing his all to impress his girl, but gets thwarted by her cluelessness.
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Good song. Fist time I've ever heard it.
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Youtube has a couple of versions of it.
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Adele-
Daydreamer Sitting on the seat, soaking up the sun He is a real lover Of making up the past and feeling up his girl Like he's never felt her figure before A jaw dropper Looks good when he walks, he is the subject of their talk He would be hard to chase But good to catch, and he could change the world With his hands behind his back, oh You can find him sitting on your doorstep Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And you can tell that he'll be there for life Daydreamer With eyes that make you melt, he lends his coat for shelter Plus he's there for you when he shouldn't be But he stays all the same, waits for you Then sees you through There's no way I could describe him What I said is just what I'm hoping for But I will find him sitting on my doorstep Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life And I can tell that he'll be there for life |
Plain White Ts-
My head is stuck in the clouds She begs me to come down Says “Boy quit foolin’ around” I told her “I love the view from up here The warm sun and wind in my ear We’ll watch the world from above As it turns to the rhythm of love” We may only have tonight But till the morning sun you’re mine all mine Play the Music low and sway to the rhythm of love My heart beats like a drum A guitar string to the strum A beautiful song to be sung She’s got blue eyes deep like the sea That roll back when she’s laughing at me She rises up like the tide The moment her lips meet mine We may only have tonight But till the morning sun you’re mine all mine Play the Music low and sway to the rhythm of love When the moon is low We can dance in slow motion And all your tears will subside All your tears will dry And long after I’ve gone You’ll still be humming along And I will keep you in my mind The way you make love so fine We may only have tonight But till the morning sun you’re mine all mine Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love |
Marigold - Harvest Home
When the marigold no longer blooms When summer sun is turned to gloom See the forecast winter snow See the evergreen that lonely grows Move close to the fireplace Neglect the garden See the ground harden At a ghostly place The golden summer sun is silver now The fruit has fallen from the bough The season moves to chestnut time Toffee apples, treacle and mulled wine Quilts and furs and woolens gay, You wrap around you. But the cold confounds you, On an autumn day. Stout and strong the walls of home and hearth Curtains drawn against the draft The rake has reaped, the blade has mown Nights draw in to call the harvest home The quiet of a heart at rest In peace abounded By love surrounded Here the home is blest Harvest home Come, ye thankful people, come Raise the song of harvest home All be safely gathered in Ere the winter storms begin God, our maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied Come, ye thankful people, come Raise the song of harvest home Steeleye Span |
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This song makes me shake my ass-
My Chick Bad- Ludacris (feat. Nicki Minaj) My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My my chick bad, badder than yours My my my chick bad, badder than yours [Ludacris] I’m saying my chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that your chick wish she could My chick bad, badder than yours My chick do stuff that I can’t even put in words Her swagger don’t stop Her body won’t quit So fool pipe down you ain’t talkin bout shit My chick bad, tell me if you seen her She always bring the racket like Venus and Serena All white top, all white belt And all white jeans, body looking like milk No time for games, she’s full grown My chick bad, tell your chick to go home My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could [Ludacris] Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods wife Yeah she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasty’s Couple girl friends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade Macy’s I fill her up balloons Test her and guns get drawn like cartoons Doh, but I aint talkin bout homer Chick so bad the whole crew wanna bone her My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff dat ya chick wish she could [Nicki Minaj] Yo, now all these bitches wanna try and be my bestie But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to em then I put em in a hefty Running down the court I'm dunkin on em Lisa Leslie. It’s going down, basement, friday the 13th guess who’s playing Jason Tuck yourself in you better hold on to your teddy It’s nightmare on Elm street and guess who’s playing Freddy (My chick bad) Chef cooking for me, they say my shoe game crazy The mental Asylum looking for me You a rookie to me I’m in dat wam bam purple Lam’ damn bitch you been a fan. |
It must be the music, cos the words aren't great.
When did violently anarchic hedonism become good? "Now your girl might be sick but my girl sicker She rides that dick and she handles her liquor She knock a bitch out and fight Coming out swinging like Tiger Woods wife." |
The lyrics are hard but the beat is so good. There are days you just want someone to pull you by the hair and drag you into the cave. That doesn't make it right, just right now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqHliQijgvA |
For Aqua-
Bottoms Up |
Florence and The Machine
Happiness hit her like a train on a track Coming towards her stuck still no turning back She hid around corners and she hid under beds She killed it with kisses and from it she fled With every bubble she sank with her drink And washed it away down the kitchen sink The dog days are over The dog days are done The horses are coming So you better run Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers Leave all your loving, your loving behind You cant carry it with you if you want to survive The dog days are over The dog days are done Can you hear the horses? 'Cause here they come And I never wanted anything from you Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that The dog days are over The dog days are done Can you hear the horses? 'Cause here they come Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers Leave all your loving, your loving behind You cant carry it with you if you want to survive The dog days are over The dog days are done Can you hear the horses? 'Cause here they come The dog days are over The dog days are done The horses are coming So you better run |
Two Out of Three Ain't Bad- Meatloaf
Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here And may be you can cry all night But that'll never change the way that I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here I poured it on and I poured it out I tired to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But you've been cold to me so long I'm crying icicles instead of tears And all I can do is keep on telling you I want you I need you But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad Don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad Youl never find your gold on a sandy bech You'll never drill for oil on a city street I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks Byt there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding at the bottom of a cracker jack box I can't lie I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not No matter how I try I'll never be able To give you something Something that I just haven't got Well there's only one boy that I will ever love And that was so many years ago And though I'll never get him out of my heart He never loved me back ooh I know Well I remember how he left me on the stormy night He kissed me and got out of our bed And though I pleaded and begget him not to walk out that door He packed his bag and turned away And he kept on telling me, He kept on telling me, He kept on telling me I want you I need you But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad Don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here I keep on telling you, I keep on telling you, I keep on telling you I want you I need you But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad Don't be sad Cause two out of three ain't bad |
Love that song.
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