Gotta be real, gotta be real. Gotta be real, gotta be real, so real. Gotta be real, gotta be real. Gotta be real, gotta be real, so real. . Life is larger than life for this girl.
Padlock, padlock, padlock my heart. Padlock, padlock, padlock my heart. Padlock, padlock, padlock my heart. Padlock, padlock, padlock my heart. . Locking up, locking up now.
If I only knew how you feel. I would give my heart to you.. And if you let me in on your deal. Maybe I won't feel so blue.. Give me a signal... from the heart..
I played out this scene before too. many times.. I walked across the crowded room. and looked him in the eye.. He looked up to me and said. would I lie to you.
One night in heaven, one night in heaven. One night in heaven, one night in heaven. One night in heaven, one night in heaven. One night in heaven, one night in heaven.
Ahh, ahh, ahh. Ahh, ahh, ahh. . Our love. Our love. Our love. Is a natural thing. . Our love. Our love. Our love. Is a natural thing. . Related. . Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs.
It's called dull life. And it's showin' at a town near you. Mmm, it's called real life. Believe me every word I say is true. . Life's not cheap you know so priceless next to death.
You've done me wrong. Your time is up. You took a sip (just a sip). From the devil's cup. You broke my heart. There's no way back. Move right outta here baby.
[chorus 1] [x2]. Woman.. Woman, so smart.. Woman.. Woman, so smart.. . Things are never what they seems,. you go through life dreaming to drive you on..
Kidnap me just for one night. The earth will pass by if the ransom is right. Don't worry I won't cause you any harm. My only weapon is my charm. . Because I've got no past, I've got no time to waste.
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small. . As I look out on the World and sigh. watching as you walk on by.. Oh sweet melody, let me hear that voice.
The world can beat me black 'n' blue.. It can hurt so much it's just not true.. Down and out and down at heel.. But it sure can't change the way I feel..
Go take the fast lane baby, you travel so light. The fast lane mother, your bark is your bite. Fast lane baby, it's all such a gas. Fast lane honey, you wave as you pass.
Don't let the rain wash my heart. I've love in here but where do I start.. No more life to my shoes. Don't look my way you know I'm bad news.. Feel the tears on my cheek.
People in power waste their time. To young and creative, to lives of crime. Logic's a tool so very unusual. We all had enough of the crack abuse. . It's time to change our nation's rules.
Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love. . Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love. Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love.
[chorus]. La vida loca.. La vida loca. [x2]. . [chorus] [x2]. La vida loca.. . Amor y arte. Bailando en la arena.. Los hombres del mundo.. . [chorus] [x2].
what's it all about, I hear the global shout. Blind man draws the tribal line. And it all seems such a waste of time. Stars and spies, thug in ties. Power man refuels the line.
Just for you. . Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small. . I will climb the highest mountain. just for you.. Bring gold and silver to your door.
(Marriott/Lane). . (If you reach on high - do it. If you reach on high) [x2]. (If you reach). . Over bridge of sighs,. to rest my eyes in shades of green.