(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
All you fellows who have someone and you really care, yeah, yeah
Then it’s all of you fellows who better beware, yeah yeah
Somebody’s out to get your lady
A few of your buddies they sure look shady
Blades are long, clenched tight in their fist
Aimin’ straight at your back
And I don’t think they’ll miss
(What they do!)
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
I’m sick and tired of hearing all about my life
From other bitches with all of your lies
Wrapped up so tight, so maybe you should shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Shut your fucking mouth
Honestly, I think it’s kinda funny that you waste
Your breath talking about me
Got me feeling kinda special really (so this is what your all about)
Girl, you’re such a backstabber
Girl, you’re such a backstabber
Oh girl, you’re such a shit talker
And everybody knows it, everybody knows it
Shut your mouth baby girl you’re nothing new
I hate everything you do try to get away from you
I cant breathe when you’re always close to me so go whoa.
Whoa.
It don’t mean I’m from your future if I’m not
part of your past the feeling that you got,
you’ll sober up and it wont last.
Swag-dad can see that you’re used to moving fast
but now I’m VIP I’m the lead in every cast baby,
I don’t wanna talk to you all the thing that you’re
doing ain’t nothing new I can tell just what you want
to do so just get away from me,
I don’t wanna have to make you cry,
I don’t wanna leave with you tonight.
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and I’ll lay your ship bare
See how I’ll leave with every piece of you
Don’t underestimate the things that I will do
There’s a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bringing me out the dark
[Sorry Prof but this is my favorite new download.…]
She’s flying in the face of fashion now
Seems to have a will of her own
She’s flying in the face of fashion, yeah
Seems to have it all chromed
The time was going, so frequently
She said if I try harder again
She’s flying in the face of fashion now
Sells the world annually to a friend
She’s singin’ world shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
[That’s a great song, thanks for pointing it out!]
My little china girl
You shouldn’t mess with me
Ill ruin everything you are
Ill give you television
Ill give you eyes of blue
Ill give you men who want to rule the world
And when I get excited
My little china girl says
Oh baby just you shut your mouth
Goodbye rubberhead, so long boob.
Go and blow your inner tube.
I’ve got a brand new sugar cube,
So goodbye rubberhead, so long boob.
(Link, in case you don’t think that’s a real song.:))
Sugar, ah, honey, honey
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
Honey, ah, sugar, sugar
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
I just can’t believe the loveliness of loving you
(I just can’t believe it’s true)
I just can’t believe the wonder of this feeling, too
(I just can’t believe it’s true)
Ah, sugar, ah, honey, honey
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
Oh, honey, ah, sugar, sugar
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
She’ll be my mirror
Reflect what I am
A loser and a winner
The king of Siam
And my Siamese twin
Alone on the river
Mirror kisses
Mirror kisses
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
Lips like sugar
Sugar kisses
Everybody stops and stares at my baby
When she’s walking down the street
People passing by just look at my baby
'Cause my baby looks so sweet, you know she’s
Sugar and spice and all things nice
Kisses sweeter than wine
Sugar and spice and all things nice
You know that little girl is mine
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,
Sold in a market down in New Orleans.
Scarred old slaver know he’s doin’ alright.
Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Ah brown sugar how come you taste so good
(a-ha) brown sugar, just like a young girl should
A-huh.
Young girl, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run girl
You’re much too young girl
With all the charms of a woman
You’ve kept the secret of your youth
You led me to believe you’re old enough
To give me love
And now it hurts to know the truth
Young girl, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run girl
You’re much too young girl
Go away little girl
Go away little girl
I’m not supposed to be alone with you
I know that your lips are sweet
but our lips must never meet
I’m dating somebody else and I must be true
Leave me alone, won’t you leave me alone
Please leave me alone now, leave me alone
Leave me alone, please leave me alone, yes leave me
'Cause I’m leaving on a jet plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh, show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy’s farm
Let me hear your balalaika’s ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I’m back in the USSR
Hey, you don’t know how lucky you are, boy
Back in the USSR
Oh, let me tell you honey
They say you ain’t a comrade
Still, I’d know you’d come back
For a folly-ridden Romeo, you break down a fortress now
Standing out in public
Stained with your conscience
I know that you love me
You are just lawless, son
I fight authority, Authority always wins
I fight authority, Authority always wins
I been doing it since I was a young kid
I come out grinnin’
I fight authority, Authority always wins
So I call up my preacher
I say, “Give me strength for Round 5.”
He said , “You don’t need no strength, you need to grow up son.”
I said, "Growing up leads to growing old and then to dying
“And dying to me don’t sound like all that much fun.”
My grandpa, he’s 95
And he keeps on dancin’
He’s still alive
My grandma, she’s 92
She loves to dance
And sing some, too
I don’t know
But I’ve been told
If you keep on dancing
You’ll never grow old
Come on darling
Put a pretty dress on
We’re gonna go out tonight
Grandpa, tell me ‘bout the good ol’ days
Sometimes it feels like this worlds gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn’t seem so hazy
Did lovers really fall in love to stay?
And stand beside each other come what may?
Was a promise really something people kept
Not just something they would say?
Did families really bow their heads to pray?
Did daddies really never go away?
Ohhh Grandpa, tell me ‘bout the good ol’ days