F - Girl Lyrics
I, I can’t give up not yet, not now, not ever
And hope is just not enough
I do, I don’t whatever
Forward and tailored
I’ll move on before long I’m sure I’ll understand what it is I’m doin’ wrong
And I’ve waited forever to finally find out what it’s like
And I’ll pull it together to find a girl, a girl, a girl, a girl
Ah, that’s why I can’t give up
�Cause hope, hope, hope is all I got
Forward and tailored
I’ll move on before long I’m sure I’ll understand what it is I’m doin’ wrong
And I’ve waited forever to finally find out what it’s like
And I’ll pull it together to find a girl, a girl, a girl, a girl
And I’ve waited forever to finally find out what it’s like
And I’ll pull it together to find a girl, a girl, a girl, a girl
Ah ah ah ah
F - Girl Lyrics
Writer(s): Jobim/Gimbel/DeMoraes
(Sinatra:)
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah
When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh
(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)
(Tom Jobim:)
Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graça
É ela mais linda que vem e que passa
Num doce balanço a caminho do mar...
Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado parece um poema
É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar...
(Sinatra:)
Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
(Tom Jobim:)
(Ahh) porque tudo é tão triste
(Sinatra:)
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see
(Tom Jobim:)
Por causa do Amor
(Sinatra:)
She just doesn't see
(Tom Jobim:)
Nem olha para mim
(Sinatra:)
She never seem me
(Tom Jobim:)
Por causa do Amor...
F - Girl Lyrics
Well if you're traveling to the North Country Fair
Where the wind's heavy on the borderline
Remember me to the one who lives there she once was a true love of mine
If you go to the snowflakes storm where the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see she has a coat so warm to keep her from the howling wind
[ banjo ]
Please see if her hair hangs long if it tose and flows all down her breast
Please see for me if her hair's hangin' long that's the way I remember her best
If you're traveling...
She once was a true love of mine
F - Girl Lyrics
Intro: (TS) Terror Squad, Yeah It’s another one, Bad Boy, Cool and Dre, Joey Crack, P Diddy, C’mon, Ugh lets go
Chorus: Girl I gotta do what I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life
(Make things right) Make things right (WOOO),
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta do what I gotta do (Bad Boys 2 Baby)
(Risk my life) Risk My Life (The soundtrack)
(In the late night) In the late night (Booka)
But girl I’m a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah)
FAT JOE Verse 1: I know at times u feel stressed out,
But I’m tryna set you up so lata I can buy u Oprah’s guest house,
But for now I gotta hug the block
I know u sick of visits from under cover cops,
And run into the kitchen tryna hide the box
Just gimme a minute and ima fudge u with rocks
I got a wicked jump shot but lets be real
Ain’t no scout gonna give this sad nigga a deal
I gotta do what I gotta do that’s what’s up
What’s with this new attitude u been stashin’ my stuff (That’s right)
Ima bad boy like Mike Lawry (Bad Boys Baby)
How u think u got that rainbow Lui,
Not with a legal job’s salary
Chorus: Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life
(Make things right) Make things right,
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta (Yeah) Do what I gotta do (C’mon)
(Risk my life) Risk My Life (Yeah)
(In the late night) In the late night (Yo Crack gimme a holla at for a second)
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
P. DIDDY Verse 2: Mami got u stuck off the realness
You know the infamous u heard of us (heard of us)
It’s your bad boy business men
Me and Joey crack gettin Benjamins sittin in a van the same color as cinnamon (C’mon) Ma I’m tryna be your night and shinin (Uh Huh)
To put u in a house on the Camion islands
Spent your whole life beside me (That’s right)
A lil’ light that guide me (Yeah) thru it all u was right behind me (Lets go),
And ma I know I gotta change,
But right now a niggas dealin with a lot of things
It’s not the same girl please with me and u we can �chieve whatever,
But I cant change I’m a bad boy forever (You Know)
Chorus: Girl (Yeah) I gotta do (C’mon) what I gotta do
(Change my life) Change my life (You gotta make that change man)
(Make things right) Make things right (We dun came ya heard),
But girl I’m a (woo) Bad Boy (Uh yeah)
So I gotta do what I gotta do (Some are CERN, some are CERN, ya heard)
(Risk my life) Risk my life (You and the kids ya heard)
(In the late night) (Bad Boy Baby) In the late night,
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
FAT JOE Verse 3:Now we livin up in Asbury (Uh huh)
In the TV in the car got the game on starrin’ Marbury (Woo),
And your ring got the rock the (Yeah) size strawberries (That’s right),
And everything that you want I got it don’t worry (Lets go),
And I know it ain’t about the chips
Just my way of sayin (C’mon) thanks for all the years u put up with all of my shit (Uh huh)
I had to change like the chorus said,
And I’m reminded why every time we do our thing in the water bed,
To me its just more than head
It’s more than a crush its all about us its love and trust (Yeah)
Took the time out to make things right
It may seem nice,
But ima be a bad boy for life (Bad Boy for life)
Chorus: Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (Lets go)
(Change my life) Change my life (C’mon)
(Make things right) (Yeah) Make things right
But girl I’m a Bad Boy
So I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (C’mon)
(Risk my life) Risk my life (Yeah)
(In the late night) In the late night (C’mon),
But girl I’m a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah)
Outro: Joey Crack, They call me Diddy, Cool and Dre, Bad Boys 2 the soundtrack, good looking Joe, Terror Squad, Bad Boy Callaba, (Yeah) And we wont stop, Lets go
F - Girl Lyrics
Never had too much to offer. My pride is all I got. I'm tired of voices telling me I'm crazy and you know that there talking a lot. Did you think you could fool me? Must have known it would come out. And I'm tired of the whispers I'm hearing over my shoulder and you know what they're talking about. Cause I've spent to long avoiding altercations. And I won't be hanging around to avoid investigations. I don't know why Id waste anymore of my time with a girl like you.
I guess I should have seen it coming. All the things I didn't see. And I'm tired of the fingers pointing my direction… there'll be no more pointing at me.
F - Girl Lyrics
a girl is the word
that she hasn't heard
the truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt
the traffic's a blur
the street's a river
she's bigger and braver than she is clever
see it's her! it's her!
see it's her! it's her!
a mind so complex
it's breaking her neck
she thinks she's a car
driving to its own wreck
too wild and cool, vulnerable
to think one could change her
that's where i'm a fool
won't you see it's her! it's her!
see it's her! it's her!
a girl is a verb
a whirl of colour
in doing she's being
she never thought she was thinking
anything you could
see it's her! it's her!
see it's her! it's her!
a girl is the word
a girl is a verb
a girl is the world...
F - Girl Lyrics
I am not to blame
I was a little girl
I am still ashamed in a way
But you never said
You were just a little girl
You can always call my name
All for love
So you said
Out of love
So I fell
Things you never said
I was just a little girl
Were you scared or ashamed
Then you took away
My little place in the world
Where I would play
All this time
You will never say
I was just a little girl
Ever again
F - Girl Lyrics
It's night, again
Time for my mind to go wandering
Off on a journey, through space and time
In search of a face I can never find
So I close my eyes and look inside
I can't forget
The night that I saw her we never met
She felt so close to me as I reached for her hand
She drifted away like the desert sand
It was her and she was gone
I wish she'd come back tonight
Like a star shining bright
I don't know where she's from
She's like a girl on the moon
A girl on the moon
She's like a girl on the moon
A girl on the moon
Yeah it's night, once again
And that same old feeling is setting in
It all seems so familiar but I hope this time
That the girl on the moon will soon be mine
All mine, tonight
Am I asking too much
Should I leave my dream untouched
Should I even know where she's from
My, girl on the moon
She's my girl on the moon
Girl on the moon
My girl on the moon
Girl on the moon
My girl on the moon
Girl on the moon
Girl on the moon
Girl on the moon
Fille sur la lune
Girl on the moon
Fille sur la lune
F - Girl Lyrics
...we colud see in the distance hundreds of men.
their campsite illuminated by skin bound to stick.
Like scarecrows: too tired to dance
Too ashamed to look up
Taunted by their shadows
Their empty stares licked at your back
But at your parade we saw you stand tall
"Oh beautiful one" mother sheds a tear
"If only we could reach such heights"
We are dogs at our waist
"This is my love" we hear you say
"This is my strength"
we catch your spit our lips shine prepared to sing your praises
You lose your tounge at the scent of burning flesh
And your mouth was so proud of your existence
I guess you wont be coming home a martyr...
F - Girl Lyrics
Girlfriend Application
Looks like I got me a boyfriend, - a guy that I prefer to see
But a couple of things occurred to me:
Where are we gonna live? What (are we) you're gonna name the kids?
Can I choose (the) a china? Can you pay some of my bills?
Can I borrow your ride? When (do) you wanna decide
If we're gonna be buried side by side ....?
I'd like to apply in writing to be your girlfriend - by formal application
Taking into consideration how our first date went
I'd say we're far from strangers
I'm taking myself off the market, - I suggest you do the same
Don't wanna obsess on this in vain ...
What side of the bed? Can I have a set of keys?
Should I hyphenate my name? Can I refer to us as "we"?
How much do you make? How much can I take?
What do you eat for breakfast? Could it be me ...?
I'd like to apply in writing to be your girlfriend - by formal application
Taking into consideration how our first date went
I'd say we're far from strangers
I've got one foot in reality - the other in the clouds
Maybe I'm losing sanity - maybe I'm simply aroused ...
My mind is racing, my thoughts are taking on a life of their own
If I'm driving this fast I'll run out of gas
Before we get to our second date
I'd like to apply in writing to be your girlfriend
By formal application
Taking into consideration how our first date went
I'd say we're far from strangers
We're far from strangers
F - Girl Lyrics
Forget yourself for a day
And all your friends keep tellin you
That I'm dying
Well, I'm thinking about surviving
Now you're floating away
I know your name
I know your face like a stranger
But I'm liking the taste of the danger
So leave
And I can sell you out
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
I like the girls
Who like the pills
I'll take my share of the blame
I smell your cigarettes
Your sex and your violence
But your love and hate
Is louder than silence
And all you want is the fame
The voice is free
But soon you'll be buying
And tv cameras
Know that you're lying
So leave
And I can sell you out
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
I like the girls
Who like the pills
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
(I like the girls who...)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
(I like the girls who...)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
(always forever...together)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
(always forever...together)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
(always forever...together)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
I like the girls
Who like the pills
The ones that cure
The ones that kill
(I like the girls who...)
I like the girls
Who like the pills
F - Girl Lyrics
[Hook:]
(Girls) Those that are bourgeois
Those that are hoochie
Those are usually in Gucci
(Girls) Some of them no good
Some of them so hood
But they all pros at you know what
(Girls) Local or overseas
They all go crazy over me
Don't matter what part of the world
Girls want to be part of my world
[Verse 1:]
Look, I done had my share
Bringin' round me, is a bad idea
I take Big or small, short or tall
Light or dark, I try them all
Cuz i like
From stupido groupie hoes
To one of these r&b group skio's
I need a slick mouth, thick south, brickhouse
Or i may date, a-rate playmate
Ten in the face, thin in the waist
Tight in the thighs, light in the eyes
Even those
Who think they the shit, on some female player shit
I keep my
Walkin' on pedicured paws
Touchin' wit' manicured claws
If you waxed down, and tanned up
so let me see ya hands up
Now
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I like my
In four inch Christian Laboutins
Lips made for kissin' and poutin' i like my
Fat butt, flat gut, and that strut to drive a cat nuts
I like my Gangsta pretty, stank saditty
No change, only got franks and fittys
Them Natural born freaks, wit blonde streaks,
Seven's on cheeks
My nothin'less than a dime piece
Pink face cartier time piece
I like my
Thug enough to cuss out cops
Wit' tits that'll bust out tops
I like my Classy and sassy,
Still know how to be nasty
i Like my
Wit' no flaws, no laws
No bra's and no draws'
Those yours
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
From the Asian to the Malaysian
I even had the Bahtian to the Caucasian
I spend most the weekend
Wit' pretty Puerto and Costa Rican
Then again, I love Dominicians
And might be stylin' wit' a Italian
I be shakin for a Jamaican
And take by the million if they Brazilian
I'm sailin wit' a Australian
Or trafficin' wit' the south African
Panamian or Grenadian
You know I cross the border for a Canadian
I need a miss that's Swiss, a freak that's Greek
Or distinguished English
I fly in for a Hawaiian
And if you dont know who i am
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Yeah, this Trackmasters, Desert Storm, Street family.... Fabolous
And i'm Tone the ref, let's go
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