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terça-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2012

Kety perry-Last friday Ningth

There's a stranger in my bed, There's a pounding my head Glitter all over the room Pink flamingos in the pool I smell like a minibar DJ's passed out in the yard Barbie's on the barbeque There's a hickie or a bruise Pictures of last night Eended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a black top blur But I'm pretty sure it ruled Last Friday night Yeah we danced on tabletops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a menage a trois Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop-op Whoa-oh-oah This Friday night Do it all again This Friday night Do it all again Trying to connect the dots Don't know what to tell my boss Think the city towed my car Chandelier is on the floor With my favorite party dress Warrants out for my arrest Think I need a ginger ale That was such an epic fail Pictures of last night Ended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a blacked out blur But I'm pretty sure it ruled Damn Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credits card And got kicked out of the bars So we hit the boulevards Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping int he dark Then had a menage a trois Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop-op Oh whoa oh This Friday night Do it all again Do it all again This Friday night Do it all again Do it all again This Friday night T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night Yeah we maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a menage a trois Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop Oh-whoa-oh This Friday night Do it all again

sábado, 14 de janeiro de 2012

Kat Deluna-Drop it Low_letra

Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x4) [Kat Deluna - Verse 1] Move your body baby, bom bom bom When I shake it, I’mma steal-a the show Come one baby, run run run Quiero eso, dale long long long Whine up, baby, whine, whine, whine Take it slow, do it one more time Feel it up, perfect moment la cool-a Feel it up, like tomorrow, tomorrow Feel it up, you never forget it I’mma see you looking it at me Oh my my sexy boy Uno, dos, tres Dale…Move you body! Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2) Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2) [Kat Deluna - Verse 2] Move your body baby, round, round, round Make it happen, then show it around Shake your booty, make it pow, pow, pow Turn around, keep it coming for more-a Break a sweat, he’ll be back in for more-a Hold my body like a coca cola Move your body, baby take me ahora Come to me, cuz you like my sabor-a I’m a freaking donna… I’mma see you looking it at me Oh my my sexy boy Uno, dos, tres Dale…Move you body! [Chorus] Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2) Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2) [Bridge] Todo el mundo se menea, se menea, se menea Todo el mundo se menea, se menea, se menea Baby, baby, baby, baby If you want it, come and get it Believe it, you’re gonna get it [Chorus] Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2) Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Pa abajo, dale pa abajo Drop it low, Pop it up, pop it up, turn around (x2)

domingo, 11 de dezembro de 2011

Letra Sonho imposível

Sonhar
Mais um sonho impossível
Lutar
Quando é fácil ceder
Vencer
O inimigo invencível
Negar
Quando a regra é vender
Sofrer
A tortura implacável
Romper
A incabível prisão
Voar
Num limite improvável
Tocar
O inacessível chão
É minha lei, é minha questão
Virar esse mundo
Cravar esse chão
Não me importa saber
Se é terrível demais
Quantas guerras terei que vencer
Por um pouco de paz
E amanhã, se esse chão que eu
beijei
For meu leito e perdão
Vou saber que valeu delirar
E morrer de paixão
E assim, seja lá como for
Vai ter fim a infinita aflição
E o mundo vai ver uma flor
Brotar do impossível chão