Terça-feira, 13 de Novembro de 2007

Inconsolable - Backstreet Boys



I close the door
Like so many times, so many times before
Felt like a scene on the cutting room floor
When I let you walk away tonight without a word

I try to sleep, yeah
But the clock is stuck on thoughts of you and me
A thousand more regrets unraveling, Oooh
if you were here right now
I swear, I'd tell you this

Baby I don't wanna waste another day
Keepin this inside, it's killing me
Cause all I ever wanted comes right down to you (To you)
I wish that I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable

I climb the walls, yeah
I can see the edge,
But I can't take the fall, no
I've memorized the number
So why can't I make the call?
Maybe cause I know you'll always be with me
In the possibility

Baby I don't wanna waste another day
Keepin it inside, it's killing me
Cause all I ever wanted comes right down to you (To you)
I wish that I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable

No, no, no

I don't wanna be like this
I just wanna let you know
That everything I hold in
Is everything I can't let go (Oooh, can't let go)

Cause,

Baby, I don't wanna waste another day
Keepin it inside, it's killing me
Cause all I ever wanted comes right down to you (To you)
I wish that I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you every time you leave
I'm inconsolable

Don't you know it baby
I don't wanna waste another day
I wish that I could find the words to say
Baby I would tell you, every time you leave
I'm inconsolable

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oooh, I'm inconsolable
Whoaa yeah yeah Ooooh
I'm inconsolable...

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Sábado, 10 de Novembro de 2007

Canção Simples - Tiago Bettencourt



Há qualquer coisa de leve na tua mão,
Qualquer coisa que aquece o coração
Há qualquer coisa quente quando estás,
Qualquer coisa que prende e nos desfaz

Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol

A forma dos teus braços sobre os meus,
O tempo dos meus olhos sobre os teus
Desço nos teus ombros para provar
Tudo o que pediste para levar

Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais...

Tens os raios fortes a queimar
Todo o gelo frio que construí
Entras no meu sangue devagar
E eu a transbordar dentro de ti

Tens os raios brancos como um rio,
Sou quem sai do escuro para te ver,
Tens os raios puros no luar,
Sou quem grita fundo para te ter

Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais...

Quero ver as cores que tu vês
Para saber a dança que tu és
Quero ser do vento que te faz
Quero ser do espaço onde estás

Deixa ser tão leve a tua mão,
Para ser tão simples a canção
Deixa ser das flores o respirar
Para ser mais fácil te encontrar

Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais...

Vem quebrar o medo, vem
Saber se há depois
E sentir que somos dois,
Mas que juntos somos mais

Quero ser razão para seres maior
Quero te oferecer o meu melhor
Quero ser razão para seres maior
Quero te oferecer o meu melhor

Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol
Fazes muito mais que o sol

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Quarta-feira, 7 de Novembro de 2007

Tired Of Being Sorry - Enrique Iglesias



I don't know why
You want to follow me tonight
When in the rest of the world
With you whom I've crossed and I've quarreled
Let's me down so
For a thousand reasons that I know
To share forever the unrest
With all the demons I possess
Beneath the silver moon

Maybe you were right
But baby I was lonely
I don't want to fight
I'm tired of being sorry

8th and Ocean Drive
With all the vampires and their brides
We're all bloodless and blind
And longing for a life
Beyond the silver moon

Maybe you were right
But baby I was lonely
I don't want to fight
I'm tired of being sorry
I'm standing in the street

Crying out for you
No one sees me
But the silver moon

So far away – so outer space
I've trashed myself – I've lost my way
I've got to get to you got to get to you

2x
Maybe you were right
But baby I was lonely
I don't want to fight
I'm tired of being sorry
I'm standing in the street
Crying out for you
No one sees me
But the silver moon

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Domingo, 4 de Novembro de 2007

Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston



Damn all these beautiful girls
They only wanna do your dirt
They'll have you suicidal, suicidal
When they say it's over

JR! Sean Kingston!

You're way too beautiful girl
That's why it'll never work
You'll have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say it's over
Damn all these beautiful girls
They only wanna do your dirt
They'll have you suicidal, suicidal
When they say it's over

See it started at the park
Used to chill at the dark
Oh when you took my heart
That's when we fell apart
Coz we both thought
That love last forever (Last forever)
They say we're too young
To get ourselves sprung
Oh we didn't care
We made it very clear
And they also said
That we couldn't last together (Last together)

See it's very define, girl
One of a kind
But you mush up my mind
You walk to get declined
Oh Lord...
My baby is driving me crazy

You're way too beautiful girl
That's why it'll never work
You'll have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say it's over
Damn all these beautiful girls
They only wanna do your dirt
They'll have you suicidal, suicidal
When they say it's over

It was back in '99
Watchin' movies all the time
Oh when I went away
For doin' my first crime
And I never thought
That we was gonna see each other (See each other)
And then I came out
Mami moved me down South
Oh I'm with my girl
Who I thought was my world
It came out to be
That she wasn't the girl for me (Girl for me)

See it's very define, girl
One of a kind
But you mush up my mind
You walk to get declined
Oh Lord...
My baby is driving me crazy

You're way too beautiful girl
That's why it'll never work
You'll have me suicidal, suicidal
When you say it's over
Damn all these beautiful girls
They only wanna do your dirt
They'll have you suicidal, suicidal
When they say it's over

Now we're fussin'
And now we're fightin'
Please tell me why
I'm feelin' slightin'
And I don't know
How to make it better (Make it better)
You're datin' other guys
You're tellin' me lies
Oh I can't believe
What I'm seein' with my eyes
I'm losin' my mind
And I don't think it's clever (Think it's clever)

You're way too beautiful girl
That's why it'll never work
You'll have me suicidal, suicidal
When they say it's over

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Quinta-feira, 1 de Novembro de 2007

I Got It From My Mama - Will.i.am



3x
Ladies…

Here we go…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it…

Honey lookin good from her head to her toe.
Beauty overload, body out of control.
She twenty-four, she could be a model.
So beautiful, also natural.
Mommy lookin good from her head to her feet.
She forty-four, but she still lookin sweet.
And you can tell her daughter aint even at her peak.
Cause her mama lookin so hot, packin that heat.
So be a good girl and thank your mama.
She make me steamin like a sauna.
Look out, look out, here she come now.
Look out, look out, here she come.

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it…

Girl, your beauty is a sensation.
You sittin in, in a temptation.
I never knew a girl could shine like a sun.
You better thank your mama, cause girl, you the one.
We should have a date of celebration.
Celebratin god’s best creation.
Girl you got a beautiful vibration.
Everyday should be your birthday, hun.
You make the guys all dumb.
Maybe cause you’re blessed with the beautiful buns.
Maybe cause your beauty keep the dudes on sprung,
Wonderin just where you got that from.

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it from my mama.
I got it got it got got it…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
You can tell all this right here,
I got all this from my mama…
All of this stuff right here,
I got all this from my mama.

7x
Ladies...

Here we go…

If the girl real fine,
Nine times out of ten,
She fine just like her mama.

If the girl real pretty,
Nine times out of ten,
She pretty like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

If the girl real sexy,
Nine times out of ten,
She sexy like her mama.

If the girl real hot,
Nine times out of ten,
She hot just like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama.

And if her mama real ugly,
I guarantee ya she gon’ be ugly like her mama, like her mama…

Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
Baby where’d you get your body from?
Tell me where’d you get your body from.
You can tell all this right here,
I got all this from my mama…
All of this stuff right here,
I got all this from my mama.

If you pretty, make some noise.
If you pretty, make some noise.
If you pretty, make some noise.
Make some noise, make some noise.

4x
Ladies…

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