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Post by Renee' on Oct 15, 2005 12:53:27 GMT -5
Little Mary was five years old
Her parents left her, she was out in the cold
Alone to live and find her way
In this great world of heartache and pain
Eyes of brown, matted locks of gold
Her flowered dress is tattered and soiled
Tear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bare
Who could have left a child so rare
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
A burning heart and tired eyes
Howling winds for lullabys
No one there to soothe her fright
Nowhere to turn but the inward light
Because life is for believing
That your heart can turn to gold
All you need is Christ to receive it
There's eternal life for every soul
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
Rosemary, Rosemary
He loves you
He needs you
He wants you
So don't let him down
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
Yeah yeah,
Rosemary, singing, Rosemary
Rosemary
Rosemary, come on now yeah
Got to keep the faith yeah
Keep the faith
Rosemary ~ Lenny Kravitz
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Post by Renee' on Oct 18, 2005 9:25:10 GMT -5
Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are ,you stick around and I just don't know why
If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you,you are)
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you
Listen
Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know
If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Ooh Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me....
You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)
We should be together girl (baby)
With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!
So can we make this thing ours?
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you
Let me love you that's all you need baby
Let Me Love You ~ Mario
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Post by Renee' on Oct 19, 2005 10:20:07 GMT -5
I just had to put this song here. LMAO!!!!!!! This song is for my friend Patti. ;D She knows what I'm talking about. ;D ;D
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy, can I come over after school? (after school)
We can hang around by the pool (hang by the pool)
Did your mom get back from her business trip? (business trip)
Is she there, or is she trying to give me the slip? (give me the slip)
You know, I'm not the little boy that I used to be
I'm all grown up now, baby can't you see
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want and I've waited for so long
Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy, do you remember when I mowed your lawn? (mowed your lawn)
Your mom came out with just a towel on (towel on)
I could tell she liked me from the way she stared (the way she stared)
And the way she said, "You missed a spot over there" (a spot over there)
And I know that you think it's just a fantasy
But since your dad walked out, your mom could use a guy like me
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want, and I've waited so long
Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong,
but I'm in love with Stacy's mom
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want and I've waited for so long,
Stacy can't you see your just not the girl for me,
I know it might be wrong but oh oh
(I know it might be wrong)
I'm in love with (Stacy's mom oh oh)
(Stacys mom oh oh)
I'm in love with Stacy's mom
Stacys Mom ~ Fountains Of Wayne
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Post by @#!!%$ on Oct 22, 2005 8:56:34 GMT -5
Hot Dog
Listen up, listen up!
Here we go
It's a f**ked world
We're a f**ked up place
Everybody's judged by their f**ked up face
f**ked up dreams
f**ked up life
A f**ked up kid
With a f**ked up knife
f**ked up moms
And f**ked dads
It's a f**ked up a cop
With a f**ked up badge
f**ked up job
With f**ked up pay
And a f**ked up boss
Is a f**ked up pain
f**ked up press
And f**ked up lies
Well, Lethal's in the back
With the fact of the fires
Hey, it's on
Everybody knows this song
Hey, it's on
Everybody knows this song
Ain't it a shame that you can't say "f**k"
f**k's just a word
And it's all f**ked up
Like a f**ked up punk
With a f**ked up mouth
A nine ninch nail
I'll get knocked the f**k out
f**ked up babes
Who f**ked up sex
Fake ass titties
On a f**ked up chest
We're all f**ked up
So whatcha wanna do?
We f**ked up me
And f**ked up you
You wanna f**k me like an animal
You'd like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I'm a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
Ain't life a bi**h?
A f**ked up bi**h
A f**ked up soul with a f**ked up stitch
A f**ked up head
Is a f**ked up shame
Swinging on my nuts
Is a f**ked up game
Jealousy filling up a f**ked up mind
It's real f**ked up
Like a f**ked up crime
If I say "f**k", two more times
That's fourty six "f**ks" in this f**ked up rhyme
It's on
Everybody knows this song
Hey, it's on
Everybody knows this song
You wanna f**k me like an animal
You'd like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I'm a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
Hooo Haaa Haaaw!
Listen up baby
You.. can't.. bring.. me.. (bring me).. down
I.. don't.. think.. so
I don't want some
You.. better.. check.. your.. (check it).. self
Before.. you.. wreck.. your.. self
This.. my.. star.. fish
My.. choco.. late.. Starfish.. punk
This.. my.. star.. fish
My.. choco.. late.. Starfish.. punk
You wanna f**k me like an animal
You'd like to burn me on the inside
You like to think that I'm a perfect drug
Just know that nothing you do
Will bring you closer to me
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Post by Renee' on Oct 22, 2005 14:53:41 GMT -5
LMAO! I just knew to many guys like this. ;D
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seís
You know its kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn't cool, but he fakes it anyway
He may not have a clue, and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn't have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass!
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world loves wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Now he's getting a tattoo yeah, he's getting ink done
He asked for a 13, but they drew a 31
Friends say he's trying too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind he's the, he's the dopest trip
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco seís
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gonna play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes
The world loves wannabes
Let's get some more wannabes
Hey, hey, do that brand new thing!
Pretty Fly (for a white guy) ~ The Offspring
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Post by Renee' on Oct 26, 2005 9:59:58 GMT -5
This ones for you Apes   Rage in the cage And piss upon the stage There's only one sure way To bring the giant down Defunct the strings Of cemetary things With one flat foot On the devil's wing Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Raping the geek And hustling the freak Like a hunchback juice On a sentimental noose Operation filth They love to love the wealth Of an SS Whore Making scary sounds Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Psyclone Jack Hallucinating Hack Thinks Donna Reed Eats dollar bills Goldfoot machine Creates another fiend So Beautiful, They make you kill Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl Living Dead Girl ~ Rob Zombie |
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Post by lynnielynn on Oct 26, 2005 16:50:42 GMT -5
Baby, baby, brush the dust of youth from your shoulder
Because the years of fretting days are right behind you now
Don't return to fields of green where rainbow secrets were told
Place your ragged doll with all the toys and things and deeds
I will show you a game where the winner never wins
Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
Let me sleep beside you
Lock away your childhood and throw away the key
For now the streets and city sounds will burn your eyes as coals
We shall drink the oldest wine and velvet skies will linger
Child, you're a woman now, your heart and soul are free
I will boldly light that lamp and we shall walk together
Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
Let me sleep beside you
Your darkened eyes throw mystery
But your lips are void of history
You could not imagine that it could happen this way, could you
I will give you dreams and I'll tell you things you'll like to hear
Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
Let me sleep beside you
Let me sleep beside you
David Bowie - Let me sleep beside you
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Post by Renee' on Oct 27, 2005 9:39:59 GMT -5
Original lover, lover, mm, yeah, uh
(Yeah)
Catch a groove girl, catch a groove, that's right
Lover, lover, lover, mmm,
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes"
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
A who da man dat love to make you moist and wet
(Uh)
A who da man that love to make you moan and sweat
(Uh)
A who da man dat love to make you scream out "yes", naw
(Mr. Lover)
Sugar
Sweet, succulent and fine
A twinkling eye on my darling divine
I love the way you move all the way you're designed
Your only lines are my mind, forget the corny line
Now let me hit you off with this question sign
You seem to be the type for me to wine and dine
A little candlelight dinner toasted over some wine
Well, I will hit you off with this lyrical rhyme
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
Now Mr. Lover keep her rockin', Mr. Lover keep her rockin'
Mr. Lover keep her rockin' and swing
Ooh boy, I love you so
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right)
Once I get my hands on you
(Luv me, luv me, luv me sex machine)
Ooh boy, I love you son
(Mmm hmm)
Never, ever, ever gonna let you go
(That's right, uh)
I hope you feel the same way too
(You know dat)
Step in my caravan of love
So I can love, gonna give you hotter rubs
Dem ever wet kissies wit' dem brazen hugs
And now your sweet, silky body on my Persian rug
While we sippin' Coke from da same ol' mug
I'm readin' fortune cookies from the Chines proverb
It had some great stuff written in it with some cool rub-a-dub
A little ol' reminisce in the hot tub, huh
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, girl, uh)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Girlie, girlie
You woke up a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
I live to make your beat
Girlie, girlie
Huh, I'll hit you between da sheets
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll make you moan and scream
Girlie, Girlie
Yeah, you woke a real love machine
Girlie, girlie
Whoo, I'll hit you between the sheets
Girlie, girlie
Girl, you love to moan and scream
Girlie, girlie
You know what I'm sayin'
(Yeah)
Shuh
Girl, you're unique
Now let me take a whiff of that sweet physique
You're the only girl allowed to make my heart stop beatin'
Let me, ha, ha, start lickin' (?), let's kick it heartlessly
To be the lady of your color is an honor indeed
Leave a lastin' impression for weeks and weeks
I want to throw rose petals to your humble feet
Lay you gently on my sheet and sexercise you to sleep, huh
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Uh, yeah)
Mr. Lover
(Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove)
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
(Let's fog up some window sills, baby)
The ladies still want me, hot like fire
If you come wit' me, you, me, can retire
Anytime you model girl, an instant fire
Somehow your power with Tommy Hilfiger
'Nuff dat designer wan' know your name
'Nuff of dem a put your picture in a picture frame
Wanna feel your body, man can't put no fame
Some model, of mi girl, and go enjoy your fame
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luve me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream
Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine
(Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover)
(Ooh boy)
I wanna tell this lady
So just come on, 'cause I'm the original Cupid
(Ooh boy)
Whoo, just like a stick through the arrow
Makin' us mate, ha, ha, ha
(Ooh boy)
Yeah, whoo
(Ooh boy)
'Cause I'm the ladies choice
And the girls get moist for the sound of the baritone voice
You get that, you get that
Baby, lover
Sexy undercover, uh, uh
Mr. Lover, uh, check out, check out
And I just love the way you just fog up my window sills, baby
Yeah, ooh
(Ooh boy)
(Ooh boy)
Let me know
I ain't gonna use no glow-in-the-dark you know what
It ain't hard to see, baby, whoo
(Ooh boy)
Swing low, swing low, whoo, swing low
(Ooh boy)
Lovin' all that, lovin' all that, shake it, baby, shake it
(Ooh boy)
Dig it, dig it, dig it, I dig it, I get it, I dig dat, I dig dat
(Ooh boy)
Lover, lover
(Lover, lover)
Sexy undercover
(Lover, lover)
Rauncy mutha, mmm mmm, no, no
Check it out I'm spinnin'
(Lover, lover)
Whoo
(Ooh boy)
Catch a groove back girl, catch a groove back
Let dem know dat
(Ooh boy)
I love this little funky beat
(Ooh boy)
Terry Lewis, Jimmy Jam said dat, uh
(Ooh boy)
Mr. Lover
(Mr. Lover)
Whoo
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
I'll be your nighttime lover
(Mr. Lover)
Wicked undercover
(Mr. Lover)
Luv Me, Luv Me ~ Janet Jackson and Shaggy
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Post by @#!!%$ on Oct 28, 2005 16:32:57 GMT -5
This ones for you Apes Rage in the cage And piss upon the stage There's only one sure way To bring the giant down Defunct the strings Of cemetary things With one flat foot On the devil's wing Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Raping the geek And hustling the freak Like a hunchback juice On a sentimental noose Operation filth They love to love the wealth Of an SS Whore Making scary sounds Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Psyclone Jack Hallucinating Hack Thinks Donna Reed Eats dollar bills Goldfoot machine Creates another fiend So Beautiful, They make you kill Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Crawl on me Sink into me Die for me Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl Blood on her skin Dripping with Sin Do it again Living Dead Girl Living Dead Girl ~ Rob Zombie Awe, thank you. *blushes and hugs Renee* |
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Post by @#!!%$ on Oct 28, 2005 16:40:15 GMT -5
SpookShow Baby - Rob Zombie
Oh High noon dead moon
A hangin all over you yeah
Devilman yes I can cut a little peice of you yeah
Hunger! Inside you
Hunger!
Hunger! Destroy you
Hunger!
Swift might dead night
That's all right for you yeah
Voodoo man yes I can tear it all down for you yeah
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Yeah Spookshow baby!
Red rain, no pain
Fallin down over you yeah
Wicked man yes I can a walkin all over you yeah
Hunger! Inside you
Hunger!
Hunger! Destroy you
Hunger!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Yeah Spookshow baby!
Bright glove, mad love
A movin all over you yeah
Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Spookshow baby!
She's a killer!
She's a thriller!
Yeah Spookshow baby!
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Post by Renee' on Oct 31, 2005 12:39:51 GMT -5
Awe, thank you. *blushes and hugs Renee* Awe, Why Your Welcome XXXOOO  |
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Post by Renee' on Oct 31, 2005 12:47:15 GMT -5
Waitin' all night not a call in sight
I got the bait but I got no bite
Wanna have some fun, wanna have someone
Who can make me feel alright
I'm lookin at you, you're lookin' at me too
Yeah you know what I wanna do
But your girlfriend wants the night to end
Baby, tell me somethin' new.
It's too bad about your girl
She doesn't look like she's much fun
It's too bad you got a date tonight
'Cause you're lookin' like you're the one
She left but now she's back, stickin' out her rack
She's got you runnin' down the wrong track
Can't wait to see her face when I'm in her place
And I'm tryin' get you in the sack
It's too bad about your girl
She doesn't look like she's much fun
It's too bad you've got a date tonight
'Cause you're lookin' like you're the one
Tell her to leave
Soon it'll be too late
It's like New Year's Eve
'Cause I just can't wait
Too bad
You got a date tonight!
Too bad about your girl
Yeah, it's too bad
You got a date tonight!
Too bad about your girl
Yeah!
If you were smart, you'd send her home on BART
Before the real trouble starts
'Cause who's she gonna slap when she sees me in your lap
And you say you had a change of heart
I gotta make you mine but we're runnin outta time
But she's got you guarded like the Guggenheim
It's all that I can take, let's make a jailbreak
Or we'll be doin' time in Anaheim!
It's too bad about your girl
She doesn't look like she's much fun
It's too bad you got a date tonight
'Cause you're lookin' like you're the one
It's too bad about your girl
She doesn't look like she's much fun
It's too bad you got a date tonight
'Cause you're lookin' like you're the one
Too Bad About Your Girl ~ The Donnas
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Post by Renee' on Nov 3, 2005 16:25:11 GMT -5
LOL, I had to put this one down me and Patti always sing this song when we hear it.
Feeling better now that we're through
Feeling better 'cause I'm over you
I learned my lesson, it left a scar
Now I see how you really are
You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby you're no good
I'm gonna say it again
You're no good
You're no good
You're no good
Baby you're no good
I'm telling you now baby and I'm going my way
Forget about you baby 'cause I'm leaving to stay
You're No Good ~ Linda Ronstadt
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Post by Renee' on Nov 4, 2005 9:21:44 GMT -5
Billy-Ray was a Preacher's son,
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along,
When they gathered round and started talking,
Cousin Billy would take me walking,
Through the back yard we'd go walking,
Then he'd look into my eyes,
Lord knows to my suprise:
The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.
Being good isn't always easy,
No matter how hard I tried,
When he started sweet talking to me,
he'd come tell me everything is alright,
he'd kiss and tell me everything is alright,
Can I get away again tonight?.
The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.
How well I remember,
The look that was in his eyes,
Stealing kisses from me on the sly,
Taking time to make time,
Telling me that he's all mine,
Learning from each others knowing,
Looking to see how much we'd grown.
The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.
Son of a Preacher Man ~ Dusty Springfield
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Post by Renee' on Nov 10, 2005 9:51:49 GMT -5
Step inside, walk this way
You and me babe, Hey, hey!
Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on
Livin' like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man?
Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
Hey!
C'mon, take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet yeah
Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go!
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little
Tease a little more
Easy operator come a knockin' on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet yeah
You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet to taste, saccharine
'Cos I'm hot, say what, sticky sweet
From my head, my head, to my feet
Do you take sugar? one lump or two?
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
Pour some sugar on me
Oh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
Get it, come get it
Pour your sugar on me
Ooh
Pour some sugar on me
Yeah! Sugar me!
Pour Some Sugar On Me ~ Def Leppard
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