Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Songs : Troublemaker

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You're a troublemaker
You're a troublemaker...
You ain't nothing but a troublemaker, girl

You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lip got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand, oh oh oh...

Trouble troublemaker, yeah
That's your middle name, oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know...

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker!

It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind
I see your silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
'Cause I keep comin' back again for more, oh oh oh...

Trouble troublemaker, yeah
That's your middle name, oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know...

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh (hurt so bad)?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Maybe I'm insane
'Cause I keep doing the same damn thing
Thinking one day we gon' change
But you know just how to work that back
And make me forget my name
What the hell you do I won't remember
I'll be gone until November
And you'll show up again next summer, yeah!
Typical middle name is Prada
Fit you like a glove, girl
I'm sick of the drama
You're a troublemaker
But damn girl it's like I love the trouble
And I can't even explain why
(Yeah!)

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
(And I can't even explain why)
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

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Monday, November 25, 2013

Songs : Nobody Compares

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[Niall:]
You're so pretty
when you cry, when you cry.
Wasn't ready
to hear you say "Goodbye".
Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart,
You're tearing me apart.

[Zayn:]
You're so London,
you own style, you own style.
And together
we're so good. So girl why
are you tearing me apart, tearing me apart?
You're tearing me apart.

[Harry:]
Did I do something stupid?
Yeah, girl, if I blew it
just tell me what I did.
Let's work through it.
There's got to be some way
to get you to want me
like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.

[Louis:]
We're so Paris
when we kissed, when we kissed.
I remember
the taste of your lipstick.
Now you're tearing up my heart, tearing up my heart,
You're tearing up my heart.

[Harry:]
Did I do something stupid?
Yeah, girl, if I blew it
Just tell me what I did.
Let's work through it.
There's got to be some way
to get you to want me
like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh.
[Harry:]
Nobody compares to you.
[All:] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh.

[Niall:]
There's got to be some way to get you to want me like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.

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Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Songs : Troublemaker

Posted by fannypiter at 4:22 PM 0 comments
You're a troublemaker
You're a troublemaker...
You ain't nothing but a troublemaker, girl

You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lip got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand, oh oh oh...

Trouble troublemaker, yeah
That's your middle name, oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know...

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker!

It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind
I see your silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those finger tips of yours
'Cause I keep comin' back again for more, oh oh oh...

Trouble troublemaker, yeah
That's your middle name, oh oh oh...
I know you're no good but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know...

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh (hurt so bad)?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Maybe I'm insane
'Cause I keep doing the same damn thing
Thinking one day we gon' change
But you know just how to work that back
And make me forget my name
What the hell you do I won't remember
I'll be gone until November
And you'll show up again next summer, yeah!
Typical middle name is Prada
Fit you like a glove, girl
I'm sick of the drama
You're a troublemaker
But damn girl it's like I love the trouble
And I can't even explain why
(Yeah!)

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad, oh oh oh?
(And I can't even explain why)
My mind keeps saying,
"Run as fast as you can."
Troublemaker
I say, "I'm done," but then you pull me back, oh oh oh...
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker

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Monday, November 25, 2013

Songs : Nobody Compares

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[Niall:]
You're so pretty
when you cry, when you cry.
Wasn't ready
to hear you say "Goodbye".
Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart,
You're tearing me apart.

[Zayn:]
You're so London,
you own style, you own style.
And together
we're so good. So girl why
are you tearing me apart, tearing me apart?
You're tearing me apart.

[Harry:]
Did I do something stupid?
Yeah, girl, if I blew it
just tell me what I did.
Let's work through it.
There's got to be some way
to get you to want me
like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.

[Louis:]
We're so Paris
when we kissed, when we kissed.
I remember
the taste of your lipstick.
Now you're tearing up my heart, tearing up my heart,
You're tearing up my heart.

[Harry:]
Did I do something stupid?
Yeah, girl, if I blew it
Just tell me what I did.
Let's work through it.
There's got to be some way
to get you to want me
like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh.
[Harry:]
Nobody compares to you.
[All:] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh.

[Niall:]
There's got to be some way to get you to want me like before.

[All:]
'Cause no one ever looked so good
In a dress and it hurts
'Cause I know you won't be mine tonight.
No one ever makes me feel
like you do when you smile.
Baby, tell me how to make it right?

Now all of my friends say
it's not really worth it.
But even if that's true,
No one in the world could stop me
from not moving on, baby, even if I wanted to.
Nobody compares to you.

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