Ke$ha - Animal
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venerdì 8 gennaio 2010
Ke$ha - YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG
Ke$ha - Animal
Il testo
Maybe I need some rehab, or maybe just need some sleep I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams I'm looking down every alley, I'm making those desperate calls I'm staying up all night hoping, hitting my head against the wall What you've got, boy, is hard to find I think about it all the time I'm all strung out, my heart is fried I just can't get you off my mind Because your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love I said your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love Won't listen to any advice, mom's telling me I should think twice But left to my own devices I'm addicted, it's a crisis My friends think I've gone crazy My judgment's getting kinda hazy My steeze is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a lovesick crackhead What you got, boy, is hard to find I think about it all the time (all the time) I'm all strung out, my heart is fried I just can't get you off my mind Because your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love I said your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love I don't care what people say The rush is worth the price I pay I get so high when you're with me But crash and crave you when you leave Hey, so I gotta question Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement? Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum? Is my love your drug? Your drug, huh, your drug Huh, your drug is my love, your drug? Because your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love I said your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love Because your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love I said your love, your love, your love is my drug Your love, your love, your love Hey, hey, so Your love, your love, your love, your love is my drug I like your beard
KE$HA - TiK ToK
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Ke$ha - Animal
Il testo
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door - I’m gonna hit this city (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
I’m talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
[CHORUS]
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the click
But the party don’t stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
[Chorus]
Ain’t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
www.musicloversgroup.com
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I’m talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin’ til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
[Chorus] x 2
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
No, the party don’t stop until I walk in
[Chorus] x 2
accordi per chitarra
Bb C Dm 3x Bb
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door – I’m gonna hit
this city (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of
Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming
back
Bb C Dm 3x Gm
I’m talking – pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
[CHORUS] 2x
Bb C Dm 3x Gm Dm C
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
[Chorus]
Ain’t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already
here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got
swagger
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like
Mick Jagger
I’m talking about – everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now – we goin’ til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Kesha Tick Tock aka Dolla lyrics found on
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Bb Gm Dm C (3x) Bb Gm……
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
No, the party don’t start until I walk in
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Il testo
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door - I’m gonna hit this city (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming back
I’m talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
[CHORUS]
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the click
But the party don’t stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
[Chorus]
Ain’t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already here
www.musicloversgroup.com
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I’m talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin’ til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
[Chorus] x 2
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
No, the party don’t stop until I walk in
[Chorus] x 2
accordi per chitarra
Bb C Dm 3x Bb
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, I’m out the door – I’m gonna hit
this city (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of
Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain’t coming
back
Bb C Dm 3x Gm
I’m talking – pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
[CHORUS] 2x
Bb C Dm 3x Gm Dm C
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
[Chorus]
Ain’t got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain’t got no money in my pocket, but I’m already
here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got
swagger
But we kick ‘em to the curb unless they look like
Mick Jagger
I’m talking about – everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now – we goin’ til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Kesha Tick Tock aka Dolla lyrics found on
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Bb Gm Dm C (3x) Bb Gm……
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
No, the party don’t start until I walk in
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Don’t stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I’mma fight
‘Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don’t stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Ke$ha - ANIMALS
La cantautrice statunitense Ke$ha presenta il suo primo album "Animal" appena uscito in America.
Tracklist
1. Your Love Is My Drug
2. Tik Tok
3. Take It Off
4. Kiss N Tell
5. Stephen
6. Blah Blah Blah
7. Hungover
8. Party At A Rich Dude's House
9. Backstabber
10. Blind
11. Dinosaur
12. Dancing With Tears In My Eyes
13. Boots And Boys
14. Animal
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