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Big Yellow Taxi – Joni MitchellThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotWith a pink hotel, a boutiqueAnd a swinging hot SPOTDon't it always seem to goThat you don't know what you've got‘Til it's goneThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotThey took all the treesAnd put them in a tree museumThen they charged the peopleA dollar and a half just to see 'emDon't it always seem to go,That you don't know what you've got‘Til it's goneThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotHey farmer, farmerPut away that DDT nowGive me spots on my applesBut LEAVE me the birds and the beesPlease!Don't it always seem to goThat you don't know what you've got‘Til it’s goneThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotLate last nightI heard the screen door slamAnd a big yellow taxiCome and took away my old manDon't it always seem to goThat you don't know what you've got‘Til it's goneThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotI saidDon't it always seem to goThat you don't know what you've got‘Til it's goneThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotThey paved paradiseAnd put up a parking lotBillionaire – Travie McCoy(feat. Bruno Mars)[Bruno Mars]I wanna be a billionaire so fucking badBuy all of the things I never hadUh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazineSmiling next to Oprah and the QueenOh every time I close my eyesI see my name in shining lights, yeahA different city every night, oh II swear the world better prepareFor when I'm a billionaire[Travis "Travie" McCoy]Yeah I would have a show like OprahI would be the host of everyday ChristmasGive Travie your wish listI'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad PittAnd adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shitGive away a few Mercedes like 'Here lady have this'And last but not least grant somebody their last wishIt's been a couple months that I've been single soYou can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho HoHa ha get it? I'd probably visit where Katrina hitAnd damn sure do a lot more than FEMA didYeah, can't forget about me, stupidEverywhere I go, Imma have my own theme musicOh every time I close my eyes (what you see what you see brah?)I see my name in shining lights (uhuh uhuh yeah what else?)A different city every night, oh II swear the world better prepare (for what?)For when I'm a billionaireOh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaireOh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaire[Travis "Travie" McCoy]I'll be playing basketball with the PresidentDunking on his delegatesThen I'll compliment him on his political etiquetteToss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of itBut keep the fives, twenties, tens and bens completely separateAnd yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracketWe in recession but let me take a crack at itI'll probably take whatever's left and just split it upSo everybody that I love can have a couple bucksAnd not a single tummy around me would know what hungry wasEating good, sleeping soundlyI know we all have a similar dreamGo in your pocket, pull out your walletAnd put it in the air and sing[Bruno Mars]I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad (so bad)Buy all of the things I never had (buy everything ha ha)Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazineSmiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up Oprah)Oh every time I close my eyes (what ya see, what you see brah?)I see my name in shining lights (uh huh, uh huh, what else?)A different city every night, oh II swear the world better prepare (for what?)For when I'm a billionaire (yeah, sing it)Oh oooh oh oooh when I'm a billionaireOh oooh oh ooohI wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!OUR LAST SUMMER - ABBAThe summer air was soft and warmThe feeling right, the Paris nightDid it's best to please usAnd strolling down the ElyseeWe had a drink in each cafeAnd youYou talked of politics, philosophy and ISmiled like Mona LisaWe had our chanceIt was a fine and true romanceI can still recall our last summerI still see it allWalks along the Seine, laughing in the rainOur last summerMemories that remainWe made our way along the riverAnd we sat down in the grassBy the Eiffel towerI was so happy we had metIt was the age of no regretOh yesThose crazy years, that was the timeOf the flower-powerBut underneath we had a fear of flyingOf getting old, a fear of slowly dyingWe took the chanceLike we were dancing our last danceI can still recall our last summerI still see it allIn the tourist jam, round the Notre DameOur last summerWalking hand in handParis restaurantsOur last summerMorning croissantsLiving for the day, worries far awayOur last summerWe could laugh and playAnd now you're working in a bankThe family man, the football fanAnd your name is HarryHow dull it seemsYet you're the hero of my dreamsI can still recall our last summerI still see it allWalks along the Seine, laughing in the rainOur last summerMemories that remainI can still recall our last summerI still see it allIn the tourist jam, round the Notre DameOur last summerWalking hand in handParis restaurantsOur last summerMorning croissantsWe were living for the day, worries far away...I’m too Sexy – Right Said FredI'm too sexy for my loveToo sexy for my loveLove's going to leave meI'm too sexy for my shirtToo sexy for my shirtSo sexy it hurtsAnd I'm too sexy for MilanToo sexy for Milan,New York and JapanAnd I'm too sexy for your partyToo sexy for your partyNo way I'm disco dancingI'm a model, you know what I meanAnd I do my little turn on the catwalkYeah, on the catwalk, on the catwalk, yeahI do my little turn on the catwalkI'm too sexy for my carToo sexy for my carToo sexy by farAnd I'm too sexy for my hatToo sexy for my hatWhat d'ya think about that?I'm a model, you know what I meanAnd I do my little turn on the catwalkYeah, on the catwalk, on the catwalk, yeahI shake my little tush on the catwalkI'm too sexy for myToo sexy for myToo sexy for my'Cause I'm a model, you know what I meanAnd I do my little turn on the catwalkYeah, on the catwalk, yeah, on the catwalk, yeahI shake my little tush on the catwalkI'm too sexy for my catToo sexy for my catPoor pussyPoor pussy catI'm too sexy for my loveToo sexy for my loveLove's going to leave meAnd I'm too sexy for this songSummer of ’69 – Bryan AdamsI got my first real six-stringBought it at the five-and-dimePlayed it 'til my fingers bledIt was the summer of '69Me and some guys from schoolHad a band and we tried real hard.Jimmy quit, Jody got marriedI should've known we'd never get farOh, when I look back nowThat summer seemed to last foreverAnd if I had the choiceYeah, I'd always wanna be thereThose were the best days of my lifeAin't no use in complainin'When you've got a job to doSpent my evening's down at the drive-inAnd that's when I met you, yeahStandin' on your mama's porchYou told me that you'd wait foreverOh, and when you held my handI knew that it was now or neverThose were the best days of my lifeOh, yeah.Back in the summer of '69, oh.Man we were killin' timeWe were young and restlessWe needed to unwindI guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no!And now the times are changin'Look at everything that's come and goneSometimes when I play that old six-stringI think about you, wonder what went wrongStandin' on your mama's porchYou told me that it'd last foreverOh, and when you held my handI knew that it was now or neverThose were the best days of my lifeOh, yeah.Back in the summer of '69, oh.It was the summer of '69, oh, yeah.Me and my baby in '69, oh.It was the summer, the summer, the summer of '69, yeah.Starry, Starry Night – Don MacleanStarry, starry nightPaint your palette blue and grayLook out on a summer's dayWith eyes that know the darkness in my soulShadows on the hills?Sketch the trees and the daffodilsCatch the breeze and the winter chillsIn colors on the snowy linen landNow I understandWhat you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanityAnd how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen, they did not know howPerhaps they'll listen nowStarry, starry nightFlaming flowers that brightly blazeSwirling clouds in violet hazeReflect in Vincent's eyes of china blueColors changing hueMorning fields of amber grainWeathered faces lined in painAre soothed beneath the artist's loving handNow I understandWhat you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanityAnd how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen, they did not know howPerhaps they'll listen nowFor they could not love youBut still your love was trueAnd when no hope was left in sightOn that starry, starry nightYou took your life, as lovers often doBut I could've told you VincentThis world was never meant forOne as beautiful as youStarry, starry nightPortraits hung in empty hallsFrame-less heads on nameless wallsWith eyes that watch the world and can't forgetLike the strangers that you've metThe ragged men in ragged clothesThe silver thorn of bloody roseLie crushed and broken on the virgin snowNow I think I knowWhat you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanityAnd how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen, they're not listening stillPerhaps they never willPaparazzi – Lady GagaWe are the crowdWe're coming outGot my flash on it's trueNeed that picture of youIt's so magicalWe'd be so fantastic, ohLeather and jeansGarage glamorousNot sure what it meansBut this photo of usIt don't have a priceReady for those flashing lights'Cause you know that baby II'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-PaparazziI'll be your girl backstage at your showVelvet ropes and guitarsYeah cause you're my rock star in between the setsEyeliner and cigarettesShadow is burnt, yellow dance and returnMy lashes are dry - purple teardrops I cryIt don't have a priceLoving you is Cherry Pie'Cause you know that baby II'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazziReal good, We're dancing in the studioSnap, snap, to that shit on the radioDon't stop, for anyoneWe're plastic but we still have funI'm your biggest fanI'll follow you until you love mePapa-PaparazziBaby there's no other superstarYou know that I'll be yourPapa-PaparazziPromise I'll be kindBut I won't stop until that boy is mineBaby you'll be famousChase you down until you love mePapa-paparazziSomething Stupid – Nancy Sinatra/Robbie WilliamsI know I stand in line, until you think you have the timeTo spend an evening with meAnd if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chanceYou want to be leaving with meAnd afterwards we drop into a quiet little placeAnd have a drink or twoAnd then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupidLike: "I love you"I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old liesYou heard the night beforeAnd though it's just a line to you, for me it's trueIt never seemed so right beforeI practice every day to find some clever lines to sayTo make the meaning come throughBut then I think I'll wait until the evening gets lateAnd I'm alone with youThe time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get redAnd oh the night's so blueAnd then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupidLike: "I love you"("I love you, I love you,...")Yakety Yak – Shakin’ StevensTake out the papers and the trashOr you don't get no spendin' cashIf you don't scrub that kitchen floorYou ain't gonna rock and roll no moreYakety yak (don't talk back)Just finish cleanin' up your roomAnd sweep the dust out with that broomGet all that garbage out of sightOr you don't go out friday nightYakety yak (don't talk back)You just put on your coat and hatAnd walk yourself to the laundromatAnd when you finish doin' thatBring in the dog and put out the catYakety yak (don't talk back)Don't you give me no dirty looksYour father's hip; he knows what cooksJust tell your hoodlum friend outsideYou ain't got time to take a rideYakety yak (don't talk back)Yakety yak, yakety yakWrecking Ball – Mily CyrusWe clawed, we chained, our hearts in vainWe jumped, never asking whyWe kissed, I fell under your spellA love no one could denyDon’t you ever say I just walked awayI will always want youI can’t live a lie, running for my lifeI will always want youI came in like a wrecking ballI never hit so hard in loveAll I wanted was to break your wallsAll you ever did was break meYeah, you wreck meI put you high up in the skyAnd now, you’re not coming downIt slowly turned, you let me burnAnd now, we’re ashes on the groundDon’t you ever say I just walked awayI will always want youI can’t live a lie, running for my lifeI will always want youI came in like a wrecking ballI never hit so hard in loveAll I wanted was to break your wallsAll you ever did was break meI came in like a wrecking ball (Yeah yeah)Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung (yeah yeah)Left me crouching in a blaze and fall (yeah yeah)All you ever did was break me (break me)Yeah, you wreck meI never meant to start a warI just wanted you to let me inAnd instead of using forceI guess I should’ve let you inI never meant to start a warI just wanted you to let me inI guess I should’ve let you inDon’t you ever say I just walked awayI will always want youI came in like a wrecking ball (yeah yeah)I never hit so hard in love (yeah yeah)All I wanted was to break your walls (yeah yeah)All you ever did was break me (break me)I came in like a wrecking ball (yeah yeah)Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung (yeah yeah)Left me crouching in a blaze and fall (yeah yeah)All you ever did was break me (break me, yeah)Yeah, you wreck meYeah, you wreck meWhere is the Love? – Black Eyed PeasWhat's wrong with the world, mamaPeople livin' like they ain't got no mamasI think the whole world addicted to the dramaOnly attracted to things that'll bring you traumaOverseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorismBut we still got terrorists here livin'In the USA, the big CIAThe Bloods and The Crips and the KKKBut if you only have love for your own raceThen you only leave space to discriminateAnd to discriminate only generates hateAnd when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeahMadness is what you demonstrateAnd that's exactly how anger works and operatesMan, you gotta have love just to set it straightTake control of your mind and meditateLet your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'allPeople killin', people dyin'Children hurt and you hear them cryin'Can you practice what you preach?Or would you turn the other cheek?Father, Father, Father help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love)Where is the love (The love)Where is the love, the love, the loveIt just ain't the same, old ways have changedNew days are strange, is the world insane?If love and peace are so strongWhy are there pieces of love that don't belong?Nations droppin' bombsChemical gasses fillin' lungs of little onesWith ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die youngSo ask yourself is the lovin' really goneSo I could ask myself really what is goin' wrongIn this world that we livin' in people keep on givin' inMakin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividendsNot respectin' each other, deny thy brotherA war is goin' on but the reason's undercoverThe truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rugIf you never know truth then you never know loveWhere's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)Where's the love, y'allPeople killin', people dyin'Children hurt and you hear them cryin'Can you practice what you preach?Or would you turn the other cheek?Father, Father, Father help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love (Love)Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love (The love)?Where is the love, the love, the love?I feel the weight of the world on my shoulderAs I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colderMost of us only care about money makin'Selfishness got us followin' the wrong directionWrong information always shown by the mediaNegative images is the main criteriaInfecting the young minds faster than bacteriaKids wanna act like what they see in the cinemaYo', whatever happened to the values of humanityWhatever happened to the fairness and equalityInstead of spreading love we're spreading animosityLack of understanding, leading us away from unityThat's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' underThat's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' downThere's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' underGotta keep my faith alive 'til love is foundNow ask yourselfWhere is the love?Where is the love?Where is the love?Where is the love?Father, Father, Father, help usSend some guidance from above'Cause people got me, got me questionin'Where is the love?Sing with me y'all:One world, one world (We only got)One world, one world (That's all we got)One world, one worldAnd something's wrong with it (Yeah)Something's wrong with it (Yeah)Something's wrong with the wo-wo-world, yeahWe only got(One world, one world)That's all we got(One world, one world)Video Killed the Radio Star – The BugglesI heard you on the wireless back in '52Lying awake intently tuning in on youIf I was young it didn't stop you coming throughOh-a-ohThey took the credit for your second symphonyRewritten by machine on new technologyAnd now I understand the problems you can seeOh-a-ohI met your childrenOh-a-ohWhat did you tell them?Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starPictures came and broke your heartOh-a-a-a ohAnd now we meet in an abandoned studioWe hear the playback and it seems so long agoAnd you remember the jingles used to go:Oh-a-ohYou were the first oneOh-a-ohYou were the last oneVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starIn my mind and in my carWe can't rewind, we've gone too farOh-a-a-a ohOh-a-a-a ohVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starIn my mind and in my carWe can't rewind, we've gone too farPictures came and broke your heartPut the blame on VTR...You are the radio starYou are the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starYou are the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starYou are the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starYou are the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starYou are the radio starOh-a-oh, oh-a-oh...Rehab – AmyWinehouseThey tried to make me go to rehab but I said, 'No, no, no.'Yes, I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, knowI ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fineHe's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go, go, goI'd rather be at home with rayI ain't got seventy days'Cause there's nothingThere's nothing you can teach meThat I can't learn from Mr HathawayI didn't get a lot in classBut I know it don't come in a shot glassThey tried to make me go to rehab but I said, 'No, no, no.'Yes, I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, knowI ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fineHe's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go, go, goThe man said, 'Why do you think you're here?'I said, 'I got no ideaI'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my babySo I always keep a bottle near.'He said, 'I just think you're depressed,Kiss me, yeah baby, and go rest.'They tried to make me go to rehab but I said, 'No, no, no.'Yes, I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, knowI don't ever wanna drink againI just, ooh, I just need a friendI'm not gonna spend ten weeksHave everyone think I'm on the mendIt's not just my prideIt's just 'til these tears have driedThey tried to make me go to rehab but I said, 'No, no, no.'Yes, I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, knowI ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fineHe's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go, go, goThat Don’t Impress ME Much – Shania TwainI've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smartBut you've got being right down to an artYou think you're a genius-you drive me up the wallYou're a regular original, a know-it-allOh-oo-oh, you think you're specialOh-oo-oh, you think you're something elseOkay, so you're a rocket scientistThat don't impress me muchSo you got the brain but have you got the touchDon't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alrightBut that won't keep me warm in the middle of the nightThat don't impress me muchI never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocketAnd a comb up his sleeve-just in caseAnd all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it'Cause Heaven forbid it should fall outta placeOh-oo-oh, you think you're specialOh-oo-oh, you think you're something elseOkay, so you're Brad PittThat don't impress me muchSo you got the looks but have you got the touchDon't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alrightBut that won't keep me warm in the middle of the nightThat don't impress me muchYou're one of those guys who likes to shine his machineYou make me take off my shoes before you let me get inI can't believe you kiss your car good nightC'mon baby tell me-you must be jokin', right!Oh-oo-oh, you think you're specialOh-oo-oh, you think you're something elseOkay, so you've got a carThat don't impress me muchSo you got the moves but have you got the touchDon't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alrightBut that won't keep me warm in the middle of the nightThat don't impress me muchYou think you're cool but have you got the touchDon't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alrightBut that won't keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely nightThat don't impress me muchOkay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something...Oo-Oh-OhThat don't impress me much!Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-NoAlright! Alright!You're Tarzan!Captain Kirk maybe.John Wayne.Whatever!That don't impress me much!I Feel Pretty/Unpretty – Glee CastI wish I could tie you up in my shoesMake you feel unpretty tooI was told I was beautifulBut what does that mean to youLook into the mirror who's inside thereThe one with the long hairSame old me again todayMy outsides are coolMy insides are blueEverytime I think I'm throughIt's because of youI've tried different waysBut it's all the sameAt the end of the dayI have myself to blameI'm just trippin'You can buy your hair if it won't growYou can fix your nose if he says soYou can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can makeBut if you can't look inside youFind out who am I toBe in a position to make me feel so damn unprettyI feel prettyOh so prettyI feel pretty and witty and brightNever insecure until I met youNow I'm being stupidI used to be so acute to meJust a little bit skinnyWhy do I look to all these thingsTo keep you happyMaybe get rid of youAnd then I'll get back to me (hey)My outsides look coolMy insides are blueEverytime I think I'm throughIt's because of youI've tried different waysBut it's all the sameAt the end of the dayI have myself to blameKeep on trippin'You can buy your hair if it won't growYou can fix your nose if he says soYou can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can makeBut if you can't look inside youFind out who am I toBe in a position to make me feel so damn unprettyI feel prettyOh so prettyI feel pretty and witty and brightAnd I pityAny girl who isn't me tonightOh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)Oh oh oh oh ohOh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)Oh oh oh oh ohOh oh oh oh oh (Tonight)Oh oh oh oh ohI feel pretty (You can buy your hair if it won't grow)Oh so pretty (You can fix your nose if he says so)I feel pretty and witty and bright (You can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can make)But if you can't look inside youFind out who am I toBe in a position to make me feel so damn unprettyI feel prettyBut unpretty ................
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