HOLLYWOOD
words
and music by Angelique and Dave Snyder
T-Dog Rus Music BMI, Ben Conga Music ASCAP
In
the land of LA you can be a star, and maybe for one
night your pockets tight the price is right. Better
watch your step, you'll find your sweet stuff trapped,
in a web of lies, disguise, demise, snake, spies and
alibis.
Plastic people of all races, sex, drugs, tarnished
reputations, threesome parties wanton nights, con men
from nine to five. Money equals power, can you pay
the price, you take your life and roll the dice and
fight with all your might.
In
the land of sin, it's the skin you're in, children
walk the street, they help you freak and reach your
peak. Fame's a fantasy, that will never be, in this
love dove game, your mind, your heart, your soul
rate fair exchange.
Plastic people of all races, sex, drugs, tarnished
reputations, threesome parties wanton nights, con men
from nine to five. Money equals power, can you pay the
price, you take your life and roll the dice and fight
with all your might.
Greasing palm's a deal, smile, let touch and feel,
so-called friends, backstab, envy, steal, lie,
cutthroat need be, passion's fashion dressed, never
would have guessed, in the name of fame, you'll shame
and maim to play the la la game.
Hollywood si si la cuidad de la la, gente que vienen
estan poco ga ga (es el) lugar, pagar, para los
ensueños y vende l'alma por favors pequeños, mujeres
al noche, hombres al dia, esperan mejorar el caos de (sus)
vidas. Todos juegan, seran, importantes, devotos
d'oro, plata y los diamantes. Si es el brillo, si
dinero, jovenes se las venden noches, dias, frios. Hacen,
cualquiere cosa com(o) (una) anguilla, no es Star Trek
pero pesadilla. Hollywood (es) lugar donde amor (o)
deteste, donde viejos pretenden ser adolecentes, es la
vida falsa donde falso es real, donde favor por el
sabor el traidor leal.
Plastic people of all races, sex, drugs, tarnished
reputations. Threesome parties wanton nights, con men
from nine to five. Money equals power, can you pay
the price, you take your life and roll the dice and
fight with all your might.
IT
COULD HAVE BEEN LOVE
words
and music by Foxworthy, Chater and Ballard
Universal Duchess Music Corp, Universal Songs
at Polygram, BMI, ASCAP
Look
at us, we let the feeling just desert us. It's
not what we did, it's what we didn't do that hurt
us. There are lovers on the street, he treats
her oh so sweetly, and in her eyes, she gives
herself completely away.
It
could've been you, it could've been me, we could've
had everything we ever dreamed of, it could've
been you, it could've been me, after all, it could've
been love.
You
and I, and nights that could've been forever we
could've tried, and we might still be here together.
It seems love have let us go and the world keeps
on turning and in the end we left our bridges
burning behind.
Instrumental
Solo by Gemi Taylor
It
could've been you, it could've been me, we could've
had everything we ever dreamed of, it could've
been you, it could've been me, after all, it could've
been love.
I'M
IN LOVE WIT' YOU
words
and music by Angelique
T-Dog Rus Music Publishing BMI
I'm
in love wit' you, and you're in love with us. What cha
gonna do, who ya gonna choose. I'm in love wit' you,
and you're in love with us. What cha gonna do, who ya
gonna choose.
Boy
ya know ya oughta be with me, (be with me, baby be
with me). Got what you want, give all ya need (all ya
need, darling all you need). Do you really wanna be
with her (be with her, honey be with her). Come over
here I wanna be your girl (be your girl).
Cause
I'm in love wit' you, and you're in love with us. What
cha gonna do, who ya gonna choose I'm in love wit'
you, and you're in love with us. What cha gonna do,
who ya gonna choose.
Healthy competition is all right (is all right when
the time is right). Now's the time to pick your love
of life (love of life I wanna be your wife). What you
need, come give me all your time (sweet and kind, I'm
like a fine French wine). Stuff is tight I'll make ya
scream delight (scream and cry).
Cause
I'm in love wit' you, and you're in love with us. What
cha gonna do, who ya gonna choose. I'm in love wit'
you, and you're in love with us. What cha gonna do,
who ya gonna choose.
Chocolate covered kisses constant butter love (butter
love chocolate butter love) Make ya thank the heavens
and the stars above (stars above I'm your one true
love). Come here daddy I've got what you need (what
you need, ya need to be with me). Make the right
decision, for the time of your life (of your life).
Cause
I'm in love wit' you, and you're in love with us.
What cha gonna do, who ya gonna choose. I'm in love
wit' you, and you're in love with us. What cha gonna
do, who ya gonna choose. Cause I'm in love wit' you,
and you're in love with us. What cha gonna do, who ya
gonna choose. I'm in love wit' you, and you're in love
with us. What cha gonna do, who ya gonna choose.
Cause I'm in love wit' you, and you're in love with
us. What cha gonna do, who ya gonna choose. I'm in
love wit' you, and you're in love with us. What cha
gonna do, who ya gonna choose.
ALL
I'VE GOT TO DO
words
and music by John Lennon & Paul McCartney
Harry Fox Agency, PRS, BMI
Whenever I want you around yeh, all I gotta do, is
call you on the phone and you'll come running home,
yeh that's all I gotta do. And when I wanna kiss you,
all I gotta do, is whisper in your ear the words you
long to hear and I'll be kissing you.
And
the same goes for me, whenever you want me at all,
I'll be here yes I will, whenever you call, but you
just gotta call on me, you just gotta call on me.
And
when I wanna kiss you, all I gotta do, is call you on
the phone and you'll come running home, yeh that's all
I gotta do.
And
the same goes for me, whenever you want me at all,
I'll be here yes I will, whenever you call, but you
just gotta call on me, you just gotta call on me hey.
And
when I wanna kiss you boy, all I gotta do, is whisper
in your ear the words you long to hear and I'll be
kissing you.
And
the same goes for me, whenever you want me at all,
I'll be here, yes I will whenever you call, but you
just gotta call on me, you just gotta call on me, ooh
just call on me, you just gotta call on me ooh, just
call on me, you just gotta call on me, ooh just call
on me, you just gotta call on me.
THE BOX
Featuring Russell Rashed
words and music by Doug T Pinnick, ASCAP
Lonely days will come and go, nothing new unless
you're bold, revolution number nineteen brand new ways
of anger. Stay yourself with pumpkin pie, liquid
tattoos I've got mine, don't forget forgetfulness,
call it deconstruction.
There
is no room inside a box; there is no room inside.
There is no room inside a box; there is no room
inside.
Way
down in the deep depress, colder than the coldest
mess, we know about loneliness, others do another.
Just the place to run and hide, just the place to free
your mind, Just the place to break the chains and find
whatever matters.
There
is no room inside a box; there is no room inside.
There is no room inside a box; there is no room
inside. There is no room inside a box; there is no
room inside. There is no room inside a box.
Solo
by Gemi Taylor
You
feel that? Yeah yeah
Vamp
There is no room inside a box; there is no room
inside.
BOSSA
NOVA HOTEL
words
and music by Angelique
T-Dog Rus Music BMI
You
could tell by the look in their eyes, they were
strangers. Willing partners taking a chance with
danger. They were there just for one hour. No time
to eat, drink, play or shower. No I love you's I'll
be trues or rose colored flowers.
At
the Bossa, Nova Hotel where your lovers don't kiss and
tell, Clients Bossa, Nova Hotel ooh ahh ahh, ooh ooh
ahh ahh, ooh ahh ahh, ooh ooh ahh ahh.
You're stung by the stench as you walk, in the room.
The door slams hard with a thud to seal off your doom.
The tick, tick, tock, says times almost up. You roll
you rock, can't get enough. For ten bills more, look
some more, but boy don't you touch.
At
the Bossa, Nova Hotel, where your lovers don't kiss
and tell Clients Bossa, Nova Hotel ooh ahh ahh, ooh
ooh ahh ahh, ooh ahh ahh, ooh ooh ahh.
It's
the kind of place that will always be, at the Bossa
Nova you'll see ee. You wouldn't want to fall in love,
you get yourself a plaything and get off ooh ooh.
Bodies bump, grind and groan 'gainst the wall. Ooh ahh
ahh pantings heard between screams way down the hall.
Sweaty palms sexual healing, burning tongues, kisses
they're stealing. Cries of joy, pounding hearts,
passion they're feeling.
At
the Bossa, Nova Hotel, where your lovers don't kiss
and tell Clients Bossa, Nova Hotel ooh ahh ahh, ooh
ooh ahh ahh, ooh ahh ahh, ooh ooh ahh.
It's
the kind of place that will always be, at the Bossa
Nova you'll see ee. You wouldn't want to fall in love,
you get yourself a plaything and get off.
Bodies bump, grind and groan 'gainst the wall. Ooh ahh
ahh pantings heard between screams way down the hall.
Sweaty palms sexual healing, burning tongues, kisses
they're stealing. Cries of joy, pounding hearts,
passion they're feeling.
At
the Bossa, Nova Hotel, where your lovers don't kiss
and tell. Clients Bossa, Nova Hotel ooh ahh ahh, ooh
ooh ahh ahh, ooh ahh ahh, ooh ooh ahh. At the Bossa,
Nova Hotel where your lovers don't kiss and tell
Clients Bossa.
CREEPIN'
words
and music by Angelique
T-Dog Rus Music BMI
You
keep creepin in my dreams, my memories. Havin' trouble
trying to be, can't eat, can't sleep. Like a haunting
mystery, your melody is calling me. And when I wake,
lover you're gone, was this a day dream, I've conjured
up, don't ever leave, I'll be your fool, use and abuse
me.
C'est
comment tu me vois, sentes et toucher, tes embrasses
m'aie donneé, électricité, comme tes doights me coules,
et si tu veux, n'importe où. Et quand je voir, ton cou
prés de moi, est que c'est un amant je dois avoir. Jamais
allez, je me suis ton folle, m'uses et m'abuses.
Tu
viens dans ma vie sur un arc-en-ciel, commes tu
caresses une âme trembleé. L'amour tu me donnes c'est
excitant, n'est pas un rêve no, no, no no.
And
when I wake, lover you're gone, was this a daydream,
I've conjured up, don't leave this way, baby please
be, or am I crazy.
Love
touchin' me, love and squeezin'
vocoinstrumentation by Angelique and Russell Rashed
NO
SHOW
words
and music by Angelique
T-Dog Rus Music BMI
Seven, got dressed up you said you'd call, at eight, I
waited anxiously. Nine and of you there is no sign, 15
minutes more and still no knock my door oh no, no
show.
Ten,
it's the same old song again, not in, your machine's
answering, eleven still here alone I cry, dinner's
cold by candlelight, at twelve the fire died inside,
no show.
Darling, love me right or walk away, just say, what's
really on your mind. Baby, to my heart won't you be
kind, I'm spending all my time, holding on the line. I
wanna know if you're, gonna be or go, disappear or
show, oh no, no show.
You
called and my heart skipped a beat, do you have
sometime, somewhere to meet. Oh and though my heart
wished that it was so, my mind knew around and 'round
we'd go.
As I
walk here down the aisle, mother, father, friends all
smile we're waiting for your arrival. 'Cause I'm the
best you've ever had, stop treating me so bad oh oh no
show.
TAKE
A LOOK IN THE MIRROR
words
and music by Angelique
T- Dog Rus Music, BMI
In a
crowded room eyes meet, do you take the time to greet,
or do you quickly just look away. What do you see (ooo
ahh), the beauty that's within, or the color of the
skin. Remember to love, the world's a rainbow we're
all part of.
You'd
better, take a look in the mirror, do you like what
you see, color blind's the way to be, love is you and
me.
When
it comes to helping hand, close your heart and mind
and then, look for help from the other man. It's in
God's plan, won't you take a stand, be a part the
master plan. When things go wrong, can they count on
you to be strong.
It's
time to take a look in the mirror, do you like what
you see, color blind's the way to be, love is you and
me.
Oh oh
oh oh oh ooo oh, (take a look) oh ooo oh (take a look)
ooo oh, (take a look) oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh ooo oh,
(take a look) oh ooo oh, (take a look) ooo oh, ooo oh,
oh oh oh.
Take
a look in the mirror, do you like what you see, color
blinds the way to be, love is you and me.
FALLING
words
and music by Angelique
T-Dog Rus Music BMI
There
I stood alone at the party, all around they're getting
down, I'm standing there feeling like a clown, trying
to get you to come and dance with me. Tu me dices
quieres bailar, te digo si quando tomeste, mi mano
cuenta de ti, creo tu eres para mi si si.
And
I'm falling, falling forever in love with you, I never
guessed love so sweet could be, yet here I stand
feeling fancy free, I never knew I'd be in love with
you.
Ça
fait longtemps tu est toujours la, je me pince car je
peux y croire finalement j'ai un amant, qui serai
toujours près de moi. Et je me laisses, emporter dans
les rues de la ville. Plus et plus c'est de toi je
crois plus et plus c'est finalement, je serai toujours
pres de toi
Mi
carino, siempre seres, para ti, soy libre y feliz, el
amor es dulce, solmente para ti si si. And I'm
falling, dance and prance, romancing in the streets.
More and more I find it's true, more and more it's me
and you, more and more I fall in love with you, with
you, with you.
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