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Заглавие: Текстове Вто Ное 17, 2009 9:23 am

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Заглавие: Re: Текстове Вто Ное 17, 2009 9:42 am

Lady Gaga - Paparazzi

we are the crowd, we're c-coming out
got my flash on it's true, need that picture of you
it's so magical, we'd be so fantastico
leather and jeans, garage glamorous
not sure what it means but this photo of us
it don't have a price, ready for those flashing lights
'cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby, there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

I'll be your girl backstage at your show
velvet ropes and guitars, yeah 'cause you're my rockstar
in between the sets, eyeliner and cigarettes
shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
my lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
it don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie
'cause you know that baby I

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

real good, we dance in the studio
snap snap, to that shit on the radio
don't stop for anyone
we're plastic but we still have fun

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me, papa-paparazzi
baby there's no other superstar
you know that I'll be your papa-paparazzi
promise I'll be kind but I won't stop until that boy is mine
baby you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
papa-paparazzi

Заглавие: Re: Текстове Вто Ное 17, 2009 9:23 pm

Ето още един от мен:

Metallica - Master Of Puppets

End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking dark is clear
Leading on your deaths construction

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master, where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, you promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master Текстове 163177

Заглавие: Re: Текстове Вто Ное 17, 2009 9:28 pm

И още една моя любима:

Nightwish - End Of All Hope

It is the end of all hope
To lose the child, the faith
To end all the innocence
To be someone like me
This is the birth of all hope
To have what I once had
This life unforgiven
It will end with a birth

No will to wake for this morn
To see another black rose born
Deathbed is slowly covered with snow

Angels, they fell first but I'm still here
Alone as they are drawing near
In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung

Wounded is the deer that leaps highest
And my wound it cuts so deep
Turn off the light and let me pull the plug

Mandylion without a face
Deathwish without a prayer
End of hope
End of love
End of time
The rest is silence

Заглавие: Re: Текстове Пон Ное 30, 2009 7:20 pm

Piitbull - Hotel Room Service

I want everybody to stop what they're doing.
Now if you know you're with somebody you're gonna take the hotel room tonight, make some noise...
Meet me at the hotel room [x4]

Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room, you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room [x2]
We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn [x4]

She like that freaky stuff
2 and the O, 1 in the eye,
That kinkee stuff, you nasty,
But I like your type
And like T.I. it's whatever you like.
Bring your girls,
It's whatever tonight,
Your man just left,
I'm the plumber tonight,
Let me check your pipes,
Oh, you're the healthy type.
Well, here goes some egg whites.
Now gimme that sweet, that nasty gooshy stuff,
Let me tell you what we gon' do.
2 + 2, I'm gonna undress you.
Then we're gonna go 3 and 3 you gon' undress me.
Then we're gon' go 4 and 4,
We gon' freak some more, but first!

Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room, you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room [x2]
We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn [x4]

After party in hotel lobby,
Then we off to the room like voom,
With them fingers in yo mouth or open up yo blouse,
And pull that g-sting down south (ouhh)
OK shawty, 1's company, 2's a crowd, and 3's a party.
If your girl ain't with it, I got somebody,
And by nature she's naughty.
Now gimme that sweet, that nasty gooshy stuff.
Ima tell you what we gon' do,
2 + 2, I'm gon' undress you.
Then we gon' go 3 and 3, you gon' undress me.
Then we gonna go 4 and 4, we gon' freak some more! But first...

Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room, you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room [x2]
We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn [x4]

Заглавие: Re: Текстове Пон Май 17, 2010 9:16 pm

Dan Balan - Chica Bomb

I have to turn the fan on
The heat is getting stronger
I know im not the only one
Im sweatin' Im sweatin'

I start to take my clothes off
And hope that i feel better
I put in a thermometer
Im burnin' Im burnin'

And then i looked around,
My head was spinnin' round,
Before i looked around, It hit me (x2)

Chorus: Chica Bomb (x7)
And then i
My head was
Before i looked
It hit me (x2)

I better call my doctor
Tell him about my fever
I know he'll fix my temperature
Im burnin' Im burnin'

And then i looked around,
My head was spinnin' round,
Before i looked around, It hit me (x2)

Chorus: Chica Bomb (x7)
And then i (Chica bomb)
My head was (Chica Bomb)
Before i looked (Chica Bomb)
It hit me (x2)
-Music-
Chorus: Chica Bomb (x7)
And then i (Chica bomb)
My head was (Chica Bomb)
Before i looked (Chica Bomb)
It hït me (x2)