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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
That's the way it goes
This city is so cold And I'm, I'm so sold That's why I know I said hit it, born to lose We're born to lose We're born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose, oh Nothing to do Nothing to say Only one thing that I want It's the only way I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose, oh Livin' in a jungle It ain't so hard Livin' in a city It will eat out, eat out your heart I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
Come on
So messed up, I want you here In my room, I want you here Now we are gonna be face to face And I lay right down in my favorite place Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog I wanna be your dog Come on Now I'm ready to close my eyes Now I'm ready to close my mind Now I'm ready to feel your hand And loose my heart in the burning sand Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone,
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. You're trying to make your mark in society, You're using all the tricks that you used on me, You're reading all them high-fashion magazines, The clothes you're wearing, girl, they're causing public scenes. I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, When I first met you, girl, you didn't have no shoes, But, now you're walking around like you're front page news, You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose, But, you won't find my name in your book of "Who's Who". I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, (No, girl, not me!) I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, No, girl, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
Ooh, Ooh, Hey
Yo see it's rare that you find people like us Cause all ya'll other (look) out there doing what i'm doing Or trying to do what im doing, but you can't 'Cause I do what I do my way What about you huh, huh, Come On!!!! I do any and everything you want to Make your girl go oooh-oooh Why's he so fly She beeps me, whenever she wanna get freaky You can get mad if you want Say what ever you want But shes still gonna give it up She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Bad ass senoritas to sweaters with kicks New kicksit's all in the mix Don't turn no tricks, they turn for me Catchin' bricks don't concern me So forget it Lil midget, my mind on seven digits Before I pay heaven's skies a visit, now it I'm pullin' all stops, lockin' down all spots Sayin' you can't front on me So from this day forth you know I'm all about heat And what I do be the major league That's why your girlfriend's paging me And she know like he know, you don't see her like I see her So she's out the do' Shot gun in my drop havin' fun with the Don, system, Bassun Conversation about how she be chasin' me And facin' me sayin' give it to me now, baby She likes it my way, my way, You can't satasify her needs She keeps running bak to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Don't check me It was your girl who let me Take it this far then, ooh-wee She had to have it every chance that she could get But you think I'm a baller And I ain't gonna call her Clip that, you can get mad if you want to Say whatever you want... But she's still gonna give it up She likes it.... She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held dear Oh dear Sergeant majors on the march Wash their bodies in the starch See them all die one by one Guess it's dead guess it's glad So bad Belsen was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where the jews all lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on postcards to those held dear Oh dear Be a man be a man Belson was a gas Be a man kill somone kill yourself be a man Be someone kill somone be a man kill yourself |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
Look at that
Here she comes Here comes that girl again One of the cutest since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with all the guys from outta my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin', man, She's something else Look at that 'cross the street There's a car built just for me To own a car would be a luxury But right now I can't afford the gas A brand new convertible is out of my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself that car's fine lookin', man, It's something else Hey, look at that Just wait and see Worked hard and saved my dough I buy that car and then I roll up with joe Get me that girl and we go ridin' around We look real sharp with the wide top down I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself When it all comes true, man, Wow, that's something else Hey, look at that What's all this? Never thought I'd do this before But here I'm a-knockin' on her door My car's out front And it's all mine It's a '41 job not a '59 I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself she's sure fine lookin', man, Wow, she's something else |
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from Sid Vicious - Sid Sings (2003)
Sleight of hand
Hand of Fate Chance you take Life's a snake And it's all in the draw of the cards Lightning strikes Breath of life Red, black or white Watch 'em fall And it's all in the draw of the cards And it's all in the draw of the cards Drop the cards Watch the eyes Down and dirty Let 'em ride Boulevard Small cafe Cavaliers Pass the day The joker laughs From the street He weaves his web Bittersweet (Bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet, bittersweet) Ace is high Deuce is low Take the first The rest should go And it's all in the draw of the cards And it's all in the draw of the cards Of the cards, of the cards, of the cards Of the cards, of the cards, of the cards |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
Look at that
Here she comes Here comes that girl again One of the cutest since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with all the guys from outta my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin', man, She's something else Look at that 'cross the street There's a car built just for me To own a car would be a luxury But right now I can't afford the gas A brand new convertible is out of my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself that car's fine lookin', man, It's something else Hey, look at that Just wait and see Worked hard and saved my dough I buy that car and then I roll up with joe Get me that girl and we go ridin' around We look real sharp with the wide top down I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself When it all comes true, man, Wow, that's something else Hey, look at that What's all this? Never thought I'd do this before But here I'm a-knockin' on her door My car's out front And it's all mine It's a '41 job not a '59 I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself she's sure fine lookin', man, Wow, she's something else |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
Ooh, Ooh, Hey
Yo see it's rare that you find people like us Cause all ya'll other (look) out there doing what i'm doing Or trying to do what im doing, but you can't 'Cause I do what I do my way What about you huh, huh, Come On!!!! I do any and everything you want to Make your girl go oooh-oooh Why's he so fly She beeps me, whenever she wanna get freaky You can get mad if you want Say what ever you want But shes still gonna give it up She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Bad ass senoritas to sweaters with kicks New kicksit's all in the mix Don't turn no tricks, they turn for me Catchin' bricks don't concern me So forget it Lil midget, my mind on seven digits Before I pay heaven's skies a visit, now it I'm pullin' all stops, lockin' down all spots Sayin' you can't front on me So from this day forth you know I'm all about heat And what I do be the major league That's why your girlfriend's paging me And she know like he know, you don't see her like I see her So she's out the do' Shot gun in my drop havin' fun with the Don, system, Bassun Conversation about how she be chasin' me And facin' me sayin' give it to me now, baby She likes it my way, my way, You can't satasify her needs She keeps running bak to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Don't check me It was your girl who let me Take it this far then, ooh-wee She had to have it every chance that she could get But you think I'm a baller And I ain't gonna call her Clip that, you can get mad if you want to Say whatever you want... But she's still gonna give it up She likes it.... She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
That's the way it goes
This city is so cold And I'm, I'm so sold That's why I know I said hit it, born to lose We're born to lose We're born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose, oh Nothing to do Nothing to say Only one thing that I want It's the only way I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose, oh Livin' in a jungle It ain't so hard Livin' in a city It will eat out, eat out your heart I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose I said hit it, born to lose Oh baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to lose Baby, I'm born to |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
Come on
So messed up, I want you here In my room, I want you here Now we are gonna be face to face And I lay right down in my favorite place Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog I wanna be your dog Come on Now I'm ready to close my eyes Now I'm ready to close my mind Now I'm ready to feel your hand And loose my heart in the burning sand Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
Ooh, Ooh, Hey
Yo see it's rare that you find people like us Cause all ya'll other (look) out there doing what i'm doing Or trying to do what im doing, but you can't 'Cause I do what I do my way What about you huh, huh, Come On!!!! I do any and everything you want to Make your girl go oooh-oooh Why's he so fly She beeps me, whenever she wanna get freaky You can get mad if you want Say what ever you want But shes still gonna give it up She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Bad ass senoritas to sweaters with kicks New kicksit's all in the mix Don't turn no tricks, they turn for me Catchin' bricks don't concern me So forget it Lil midget, my mind on seven digits Before I pay heaven's skies a visit, now it I'm pullin' all stops, lockin' down all spots Sayin' you can't front on me So from this day forth you know I'm all about heat And what I do be the major league That's why your girlfriend's paging me And she know like he know, you don't see her like I see her So she's out the do' Shot gun in my drop havin' fun with the Don, system, Bassun Conversation about how she be chasin' me And facin' me sayin' give it to me now, baby She likes it my way, my way, You can't satasify her needs She keeps running bak to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control Don't check me It was your girl who let me Take it this far then, ooh-wee She had to have it every chance that she could get But you think I'm a baller And I ain't gonna call her Clip that, you can get mad if you want to Say whatever you want... But she's still gonna give it up She likes it.... She likes it my way, my way, You can't satisfy her needs She keeps running back to see me do it My way, my way What I say goes, and I'm in control |
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from Sid Vicious - Too Fast To Live, Too Young To Die (2004)
Look at that
Here she comes Here comes that girl again One of the cutest since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with all the guys from outta my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin', man, She's something else Look at that 'cross the street There's a car built just for me To own a car would be a luxury But right now I can't afford the gas A brand new convertible is out of my class But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself that car's fine lookin', man, It's something else Hey, look at that Just wait and see Worked hard and saved my dough I buy that car and then I roll up with joe Get me that girl and we go ridin' around We look real sharp with the wide top down I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself When it all comes true, man, Wow, that's something else Hey, look at that What's all this? Never thought I'd do this before But here I'm a-knockin' on her door My car's out front And it's all mine It's a '41 job not a '59 I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself she's sure fine lookin', man, Wow, she's something else |
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