1.Super Eight
I don't like the script
And I don't like the set
I can't stand the humor
It's tired and it's dry
I don't like the hours
And the big blinding lights
I don't like the make-up
I just want the money
Hell no, that's great
We use a super eight
And now we are stars
The talent, yes, talent
You have it and you flaunt it
Baby, come and drive my car
Got charity functions
Toast to friends and foes
And I've walked on so many pilots
I'm up there with Ella West, my hero
Well cut, that's a take
Don't doubt yourself
You do great
You're my star on super eight
The talent, yes, talent
You have it and you flaunt it
Yes, they're gonna know your face
2.Jukebox
Idolizing nonchalant mortal singers
Building up an idol comic book collection
You know, you gotta get your heart into something
And you gotta think about some direction
Yeah!
Stage attitude, boy, does it ever sell
The style that suits you really well
But you got to get your heart into something
And you gotta think about some direction
Yeah!
Until the jukebox sets me straight
Yeah, and I'm feeling like the dangerous type
And if you give me seven digits, I'll be nice
Maybe someday soon
We could spend the afternoon together
We can go to Putt-Putt, yeah
My favorite game
No pipe-dreaming anymore
It's where I'm heading
Yeah
No pipe-dreaming anymore
It's where I'm heading
It's like I said before
You gotta get your heart into something
And you gotta think about some direction
Yeah!
Until the jukebox sets me straight
Until the jukebox sets me straight
I'm feeling like the dangerous type
And if you give me seven digits, I'll be nice
Until the jukebox sets me straight
I'm feeling like the dangerous type
And if you give me seven digits, I'll be nice
Maybe someday soon
We could spend the afternoon together
We don't have to do mini-golf, I mean
We could pack a, uh, lunch
And go walk through to the Domain
We could see what's happening at the museum
And donate a donation...
3.Cupid
Cupid, if you're here
Quickly point your arrow at that one
Her brunette hair is long
And she is so much fun
Which means she is my #1
She needs him
To wink, he might be cooler than
A pubescent spock
And then he said
Well, I'll be your boy
Well, she's very aware
That he's quite drunk
Cupid, come here
Quickly point your arrow at that one
'Cause this is not a rebel song
I swear, this is love
So dish me up the hootchie-coochie stuff
He needs her, whoa
And although he's shy in nature
He can't control his heart
And then she said
I'll be your girl
Yeah, and everything was groovy
See, their hearts were in a whirl
And sometimes you just need a second chance
Honey, when you drink
Things seem to end in a mess
Cupid, ooo
He's the one
She's the one
Cupid, ooo
She's the one
He's the one
4.Mafioso
Yeah, the game of life
In this game, it's not whether you win or lose
But how you played the game, come on
Everything involves The LOX
Ask the niggas with the money in the safe and the cats on cell
blocks
Car parked in the lot, door is locked
And the only time the phone is blocked is when home is hot
I announce the bounce, smooth like an ounce
Blow more ways than one y'all niggas count
One Mississippi, you can't get with me
Two Mississippi, you never gon' hit me
Three Mississippi, can't no bitch trick me
Four Mississippi, won't no dog sick me
Five Mississippi, we in Mississippi
Twenty deep in the block, real niggas rock with me
Blazing, revving in the black 9／11
Lox out of sight like Michael Knight and Kevin
Living dead, hoes giving head to the Feds
Catch him with the Calico, light him up in bed
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
My niggas order parts for cars
Like motherfuckin' pizza for years
While you get all yours from Sears
What nigga even my guns be German
Links, Cuban, rugs, Persian
Now we can take this another level papa
And simply bust your pinata, you hot sa
LOX take blocks, turn 'em into Fort Knox
Cake wasn't blowin' here, till we started going there
What I ain't hating you 'cause you's a little richer
But you old and I'm young, so that mean I think quicker
When bitch drunk, I'm bent up, I bounce with the land blow
Flossin' with the bad mama sita
My chi ca, be ten cent
Job with the government
Tap the Fed line so when they raid I'll be lovin' it
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
I swear under oath, no bullshit will any lock take
'Cause we stop drama like anti lock brakes
High stakes, politic, pies and cakes
Real niggas do dirt, tell lies then skate
What up, son？ What you bullshittin' 'bout now, huh？
Where we from？ Don't matter 'cause we gettin' it done
Land Rover, double sun roof, bulletproof
Tangaray and grapefruit, got me hurlin' on my boots
Man, please spit it out, twist the trees
5：40 I fly when I'm dissin' the D's
Deep Dish P., Sip Dom P. with ease
First two words I ever learn, cock and squeeze
Ain't about that, trying to do without that
Makin' niggas fuck up their budget
Time to get their paper route back
L O X three letter word, black mall
With every last member of the team on the job
Whether it be controllin' the street, holdin' the heat
Really don't matter to me, long as we eat
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two way street, be large or small
Livin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two way street, be rich or poor
Livin' the life
5.End Of The Runway
At the end of the runway
That's where we go
Under the stars
To watch the planes come and go
We'll see them little ones and big jumbo jets
I'll kiss her and then we forget about
All of the bad things that get us down
Just holdin' each other
And listening to the crickets' sound
Sha la la la la la
Ooo
Sha la la la la la
Ooo
At the end of the runway
Well, that's where they go
And feelings grow and grow
And to the end of the runway
Well, that's where we'll go
That's where feelings grow and grow
Here we go
Well, I see the girls and boys
As each other's hearts they're trying to win
They may take a walk along a beach somewhere
Or go to a planetarium
With all its magic and wonder
Well, it's the same magic I feel
When I'm lying back beneath the stars, yeah
Way in the outskirts from my home town
Just holdin' each other
And listening to the crickets' sound
Sha la la la la la
ooo
Sha la la la la la
Ooo
At the end of the runway
Well, that's where they go
And feelings grow and grow
And to the end of the runway
Well, that's where we'll go
That's where feelings grow and grow
Sha la la la la la
Ooo
Sha la la la la la
Ooo
6.Cotton Candy
I got a dolly who says showtime synergy
Her name is jem and she's way better than barbie
And I know a boy who (mmwah!) kisses me
Both are really cool, they're my favourite play-things
So I took this boy to a carnival
And he won me a prize with his aim so steady
On the rollercoaster I held tight to my teddy
That's where he told me I was just like cotton candy
It's a big, big, big world, that's why I watch TV
And I'm soft and I'm sweet like cotton candy
Love's a big adventure, like a carnival or county fair
With super rides like bumper cars
And cotton candy everywhere
7.Tell Her
Tell her, tell her
Why she must leave you alone
Tell her, tell her
Why someone hangs up
When she answers your phone
If you can't tell her about me
If you can't tell her, it's over today
I'm gonna ride out on the next interstate
Tell her, tell her
Tell her, tell her
Tell her the what it means for another to stray
If you're away too long from your lover
Well, your heart may get caught by another
And you'll find your love has strayed
And if you can't tell her it's over
You'll be telling me, instead
And I will have to forget you
And the summer that we shared
The summer that we shared...
8.Holding Hands, Feeding Ducks
Honey, baby
Meet me at the park
I know no one that makes me more happy
Oh baby
Candy, oh
I'll be waiting there
It's the closest place to St. Elmo's
Candy, oh
It's a total K.O.
Such a foolish emotion
Total commotion
And though your ego
Disillusion halo
Sometimes makes me loco
You're my baby
To me
Holding hands, feeding ducks
When I met you
That's what I wanted to do
You and your element
It was a close encounter of the K.O. kind
9.Talk To Jesus
Every time we walk
Anusing for
Taking pictures come from
DaHoos.
Well I don't know
If have you ever seen
Kevin Bacon's head
Or are you singing to the dust,
Bu it's me right her and
Me it's you
Well are you an honest
Girl
To talk to Jesus
And don't believe in something else
Or are you a stripwise girl
With handsome cars and a big
Amount of friends
Well she got such
A pretty face but OK
She's not my tipe
Oh, how I could kiss
Those lips but he may
Never ever seen right
Oh, Oh , Oh, Oh
I don't know if it truly happens out of Hollywood,
But I'm ready to find what I find.
Only a fool
Would not even try...
10.Dancefloor
Hey girls
Are you living on the chance
That someday you're gonna get hit by romance
And they'll really know your heart？
Well, it's cold outside, will you please try harder？
And if you haven't got a boyfriend
This is something we strongly recommend
To every girl and every boy
Don't be coy - step into the dancefloor
Hey boys
Are you old enough to be playing with that？
'Cause you could hurt someone and make them sad
But if you respect your girl
If she's sad at home, take her out to dance
And if you haven't got no motion
When it comes to gettin' in the motion
I say to every girl and every boy
Don't be coy - step into the dancefloor
11.Summer Love
Now I could do
With some new friends
Just a bigger circle to prevent：
An all-to-familiar face
And the monotony it can embrace
I want to be Bruce, 'cause he was born to run
And Brian, 'cause he was fun, fun, fun
And I could do with summer love
With a girl named Sandy
I'm sure it's good
To vaca' and be someone that I'm not
I wanna be Jimmy Dean
'Cause he was bad
A human ashtray in a jag
And when it hits December
I want a love to remember
And if it's true we're for the ages
I'm going to move to where she's staying...
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