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The Menace (2000)
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Don't need a credit card to make my charge complete
Don't want you on your back I just got on my feet
Don't want the same boy another time
Don't bother making love don't want to make you mine

Don't need this anymore ???
I want to get you down
Don't need this anymore ???
I want to

Be myself, gonna get in your way, yeah
Be myself, gonna get it under
Be myself, gonna get in your way, yeah
Be myself, you're the one

You're the one, last one...

Please yourself
You gotta be yourself
You gotta check yourself
Don't forget yourself

Don't need a credit card to make my charge complete
Don't want you on your back I just got on my feet
Don't want the same boy another time
Don't bother making love don't want to make you mine

You know I'm waiting for my man
Just because I can
You know I'm waiting another time
I want to

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I'm a sonic generator
It's as far as I can take it
Aren't you glad that I can make it
Oh oh in the money
Baby put your arms around me
Aren't you glad that you have found me
You want it? I've got it...
Oh oh on and on it

I'm a self taught regulator

Eeny meeny miney moaner
Catch a poet by the toga
You want it? I've got it
Oh oh on and on it
I'm a spastic generator
It's as far as I can take it
I was lying...
In all that cocoa butter

Dead, dead in the water

I'm a third rate imitator
I'm a second hand fornicator
I'm a spastic generator

...See you later, alligator

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'E' (the possibilities)
'L' (keep going on)
'Spell' (no way out)
'L' (not here, y'all)
'A' (come a little closer)
'S' (not mere, dear)

'T', 'I', 'C and A'

Break through these class barriers
And a glass barrier
Style...
Magazine

'E' (extra special)
'L' (last chance)
'A' (pre and post)
'S' (check out of this life)
'T' (take that)
'I' (impossible)

'C and A', 'Spell', 'Elle'... magazine

New volcanic, volcanica
Break through these class barriers
And a glass barrier

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Should the image change
Would the rest look better
Surface dissolves skin and bone
We're on the other side
It might be better
If I left you now
Talk for hours
But it doesn't change
This feeling won't go away

Should the image change
Cost effects the measure
It does explain a second chance
I keep it all inside
It might be better
If I left you now
Talk for hours
First impressions last
And cast shadows on the rest

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1, 2, 3

I twist, you shout
I'm in, you're out
Too sharp, too flat
It's fate, and that's that
..Get with it, baby

Bonjour, adieu
Can't win, with you
You're hard, I'm not
You're shit, shit hot
..Get with it, baby

Cocaine, it's crack
Blondie, was black
I'm class, you're ace
Your arse, my place
..Get with it, baby

I like it like that...

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I was only human
Of flesh and blood
I would relate to you
You know I could

I long to hold you
Just like you do
Ten times I've thought about it
The things you do

And so you see that
It's such a shame
It's just the way it goes
There is no pain

I long to hold you
Do what you would
Do dancing like you want to
You know I could

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Took back time, take an instant pleasure
Credit is due for the life of leisure
Get to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all

Face the facts, being best got bitter
Simple tastes won't suit me better
Used to matter but that got done
Best at being was not best at all

Nothing stays the same
Always change to remain

Less than fine peace of mind
Keep in check there is no time

Tasks take time and time took effort
Packed in pieces and pieced together
Tend to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all

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Miami Nice

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Getting better, on your feet
Take a look, kept in deceit
A love like ours will never die

Break my bonds, break my back
Not a lot to break apart
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

Break my bonds and break my back
Not a lot to break apart
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

Getting better, on your knees
Three times blind, could not please
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die
A love like ours will never die

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Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you asshole

Hey

From a promise
Yeah, in drums and bass
From your cheating years, throw one down

Fuck you fuck you fuck you fffffffffff
Hey

Listen to this

Real time
Out of sync
From your cheating years
Throw one down

Hey

Aww k k k kickin it out
K k k kickin it out (fuck fuck)
K k k kickin it out
K k k kickin it out

Real time, out of sync
From your cheating years,
Throw one down throw one down

Real time is out of sync
From your cheatin heart,
Throw me down (fuck fuck fuck fuck)

Kkkkk kick it out

From your cheatin(fuck) heart,
Throw me down (fuck fuck fuck fuck)

Kkkkk kick it baby(out)

Kkkkk kick it out

Kkkkk kick it baby(out)

Kkkkk kick it out

Kkkk kick out baby

Kkkkk kick out

Real time
Out of sync
From your cheating years, throw me down (throw one down)
From your cheating years

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What I want
Mornings to the winter and afternoons to the summer

What I want
Is for you to be waiting round the other side of every door

What I want
To walk through the wardrobe of other bodies that we have known

What I want
Is fifteen minutes of you

What I want
A lover who loves me when others have loved me not

What I want
Is a big love, two spoons in a drawer, the master plan

What I want
A lover who can love me slowly

What I want
To make your heartbeat faster

What I want
Is a room with a three-bar fire, like the one you had before
When you were poor and i just liked you more

What I want
To be in the park in the morning
The long shadows on the grass and the swans still asleep

What I want
Is to love you everywhere and everyhow

What I want
To kiss you until our lips are numb

What I want
Kiss you til everywhere hurts

What I want
Is to hear the rain against the window again

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When I work all day
Just the way I like it
Sing a song with a subtle hand
When I need to spike it
And I'm living all right
And I'm doing ok
Had a lover who was made of sand
And the wind blew him away

But I've got a good idea..

Don't need to be right
Don't need to be wrong
Been torn with a subtle hand
That's why I sing this song
It's a rolling ride, oh yeah
That look in your eyes, oh no
Hold me with another hand
It'll be all right

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( Trio )

What you do and what you don't
What you will and what you won't
What you can and what you can't
This is what you got to know
Loved you though it didn't show

Ich lieb dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht [4X]

Da da da [4X]

Da da da, i don't love you, you don't love me [4X]

Da da da [4X]

I know why you went away
Understand you couldn't stay
Wonder where you are today
After all is said and done
It was right for you to run

Ich lieb dich nicht, du liebst mich nicht [4X]

Da da da [4X]

Da da da, i don't love you, you don't love me [4X]

Da da da [4X]

Da da da [4X]

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