Summer of 69: lyrics (Bryan Adams)

Summer of 69

Singer: Bryan Adams

Album: Reckless (1985)

Lyrics by: Bryan Adams , Jim vallence

 
I got my first real six string
Bought it at the five and dime 
Played it till my fingers bled
Was the summer of 69 

Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit, Jody got married 
Shoulda known , we'd never get far

Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenings down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life
Oh yeah
Back in the summer of '69
Ohhh
Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no
And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
Think about you wonder what went wrong
Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Back in the summer of  69

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Michael Jackson : Don't Stop Til You Get Enough

Michael Jackson : Don't Stop Til You Get Enough

Lovely
Is the feeling now
Fever 
Temperature's risin' now

Power 
Is the force, the vow
That makes it happen
It asks no question why 

So get closer
To my body now
Just love me
'Til you don't no how 

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough

Touch me 
And I feel on fire
Ain't nothin'
Like a love desire

I'm melting
Like hot candle wax
Sensation
Lovely where we're at 

So let love
Take us through the hours
I won't be complainin'
'Cause this is love power

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough

Heartbreak
Enemy despise
Eternal
Love shines in my eyes

So let love
Take us through the hours
I won't be complainin'
'Cause your love is alright 

Lovely
Is the feeling now
I won't be complainin'
The force is love power

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough

Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough
Keep on, with the force don't stop
Don't stop 'til you get enough..

Lyrics: High heels (Yo Yo Honey Singh)

Lyrics: High heels(Yo Yo Honey Singh)
Writers: Honey Singh, Jaz Dhami
Album: Singles


Lakk thidkda jaave tera haaye ni kasoore sara
Ucchi eddi da unchi eddi da
Dil phisalda jaave tera haaye ni kasoor ae sara
Ucchi eddi da unchi eddi da
Aah! Jaz Dhami its you boy
Yo Yo Honey Singh
Bobbi Brown da make-up laake munde pattde jandi ae
Jaz roz hi kare udikaan late night hi aundi ae
Bobbi Brown da make-up laake munde pattdei jandi ae
Jaz roz hi kare udikaan late night hi aundi ae
Ki kardi mennu samajh ni aave
Haye nee kasoor ae sara
Lakk thirkda jaave tera haaye ni kasoor ae sara
Ucnhi eddi da unchi eddi da
Lakk thirkda jaave tera haaye ni kasoor ae sara
Ucchi eddi da, unchi eddi da
Ucchi eddi da, unchi eddi da
Ucchi eddi da...
Pehli baat to yeh, Jo tu tik-tok tik-tok chalti hai
Maana ye saari teri high heels ki ghalti hai
Rouk toh jaa tu hang-on
Ye to bata tu hai kaun
Kahaan se aayi hai
Kahaan ko jaayegi
Paagal ladki mujhe marwayegi
Bas kar ye jalwe na dikha
Ye sab main bahut dekh chuka
Tujh jaisi toh pat jati hai
Phir durghatna ghat jaati hai
Main hoon shikari kudiye
Khali mera waar nee jaata
Mujhko naa pehchane kyun?
Tere ghar akhbar nee aata!
Teekhe teekhe naina de naal bade nashaane laundi ae
Ki dassan oh mere yaaron jaan nikaldi jandi ae
Teekhe teekhe naina de naal bade nashaane laundi ae
Ki dassan oh mere yaaron jaan nikaldi jandi ae
Thora vi kiyun taras na khawe haye nee kasoor ae sara
Ucchi eddi da, unchi eddi da
Ahh Jaz Dhami itzz you boy
Yo yo Honey Singh..
Ucchi eddi da...

Michael Learns to Rock(MLTR) : Lyrics of wild women

Michael Learns to Rock(MLTR) : Lyrics of wild women
Writers: RICHTER, JASCHA

 

Can I  act like an angel
If I live like a jerk?
Can I keep on disguising?
Can I make believe
That I dont deceive?
No, no, no

Send the wild women out the back door
My wifes knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

When Im riding on top of
The wave of success
Will I lose my devotion?
Will I fail to see
What I used to be?
Oh, oh, oh

Send the wild women out the back door
My wifes knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Ill have to carry on as two persons in one
Two persons in one, two persons in one

Wild women out the back door
My wifes knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Send the wild women out the back door
My wifes knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Send the wild women out the back door
My wifes knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I dont know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner

Lyrics: Blue eyes (Yo Yo Honey Singh)

 

Lyrics: Blue eyes (Yo Yo Honey Singh)

Writer: Yo Yo Honey Singh

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear choti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Glossy lips, Uff yeh Tricks teri lagti hai killer
O yeah.. .....O yeah.. ...Qatal kare tera bomb figure

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear choti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Bomb lagti mainu... bomb lagti mainu..


Meri aankhon mein dekha to
Jab main baat karta hoon
Main woh launda nahi hoon
Jo tere saath padhta hoon
White Ghini laya hoon tujhe pick kar loon
Dekh loonga aashiq ko teri picture loon

Leke chaloon ride pe, phir chhat khol ke
Seedhi baat karoon, na karoon gol mol
Tonight! I gotta hold you tight
Aaj hogi late phone kar ke ghar pe bol de

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear chhoti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Glossy lips, uff yeh tricks teri lagti hai killer
O yeah.. O yeah.. Qatal kare tera bomb figure

Ghar pe chalna hai ya pehle jaayegi club
Ni mera matlab ghar ke club
Tab loonga left ni to right
Club mein hoga shor
Kyon ke ghar pillow fight
You decide ke kya karna hai
Tujhko to zara sa abhi dar na hai
Champagne gira di hai tune meri pant pe
Kehti hai change kar lo hotel leke rent pe

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear chhoti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Glossy lips, uff yeh tricks teri lagti hai killer
O yeah.. O yeah.. Qatal kare tera bomb figure

Suna tere college mein mere gaane ban hain
Padhne likhne ka tera na koi plan hai
Paas kara doon, phone ghuma doon
Principal bhi baby Yo Yo ki fan hai

Teri principal bhi baby Yo Yo ki fan hai
Aahh.. Baby.. Yo Yo Honey Singhh.............

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear chhoti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Glossy lips, uff yeh tricks teri lagti hai killer
O yeah.. O yeah.. Qatal kare tera bomb figure

Blue eyes hypnotize teri karti hai mainu
I swear choti dress mein bomb lagti mainu
Bomb lagti mainu............. bomb lagti mainu...............