Showing posts with label P. Show all posts
Showing posts with label P. Show all posts
Friday, January 8, 2010
Lyric - Pocketful Of Sunshine (Natasha Bedingfield, 2007)
Pocketful Of Sunshine
Natasha Bedingfield
Epic, 2007
[Interlude]
I got a pocket,
got a pocket full of sunshine
I've got a love and I know that it's all mine
oh oh oh
Do what you want,
but you're never gonna break me,
sticks and stones are never gonna shake me
oh oh oh
I got pocket,
Got a pocket full of sunshine
I've got a love and I know that it's all mine
oh oh oh
Wish that you could,
but you ain't gonna own me
do anything you can to control me
oh oh oh
[Chorus]
Take me away (take me away)
A secret place (a secret place)
A sweet escape (a sweet escape)
Take me away (take me away)
Take me away (take me away
To better days (to better days)
Take me away (take me away)
A hiding place (a hiding place)
[Hook]
There's a place that I go
That nobody knows
Where the rivers flow
And I call it home
And there's no more lies
And the darkness is light
And nobody cries
there's only butterflies
[Chorus 2x]
[Chorus & Interlude]
The sun is on my side
Take me for a ride
I smile up to the sky
I know I'll be alright
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Lyric - Poker Face (Lady GaGa, 2008)
Poker Face
Written and Performed by Lady GaGa
Streamline, Kon Live, Interscope, Cherrytree, 2008
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas plays,
Fold em' let em' hit me, raise it, baby stay with me
Love game, intuition play the cards with spades to start,
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
[Chorus:]
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(He's got me like nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got me like nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun......
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
I want you to know
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
[Repeat Chorus:]
Woh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-woh-oh-oh-oh
I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying
I'm just stunnin'
With my love-glue-gunning
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand 'cause I am marvelous
So marvelous, I'm marvelous
So marvelous, so marvelous
Can't ready my, can't read my
He can't ready my Poker Face
Written and Performed by Lady GaGa
Streamline, Kon Live, Interscope, Cherrytree, 2008
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas plays,
Fold em' let em' hit me, raise it, baby stay with me
Love game, intuition play the cards with spades to start,
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
[Chorus:]
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(He's got me like nobody)
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She's got me like nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun......
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
I want you to know
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
[Repeat Chorus:]
Woh, oh, oh, oh
Oh-woh-oh-oh-oh
I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying
I'm just stunnin'
With my love-glue-gunning
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand 'cause I am marvelous
So marvelous, I'm marvelous
So marvelous, so marvelous
Can't ready my, can't read my
He can't ready my Poker Face
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Lyric - Pretty Woman (Roy Orbison, 1964)
Pretty Woman
Written by Roy Orbison, Bill Dees
Monument 851, August 1964
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see
Pretty woman
That you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Wow
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah yeah yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me
'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right
Come to me baby, be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey...okay
If that's the way it must be, okay
I guess I'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see
Is she walking back to me
Yeah, she's walking back to me
Oh, oh, Pretty woman
Written by Roy Orbison, Bill Dees
Monument 851, August 1964
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see
Pretty woman
That you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Wow
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah yeah yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me
'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right
Come to me baby, be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey...okay
If that's the way it must be, okay
I guess I'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see
Is she walking back to me
Yeah, she's walking back to me
Oh, oh, Pretty woman