I want to lock you up in my closet Where no one's around I want to put your hand in my pocket Because you're allowed
I want to drive you into the corner And kiss you without a sound I want to stay this way forever I'll say it loud
Now you're in and you can't get out
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby You're so good to me, baby baby
I can make you feel all better Just take it in And I can show you all the places You've never been
And I can make you say everything That you never said And I will let you do anything Again and again
Now you're in and you can't get out
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby You're so good to me, baby baby
Kiss me gently Always I know Hold me, love me Don't ever go, yeah
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream You're so fabulous, you're so good to me
You make me so hot, make me wanna drop You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop I can hardly breathe, you make me wanna scream You're so fabulous, you're so good to me, baby baby You're so good to me, baby baby You're so good
Lyrics for: Hot From the album: The Best Damn Thing (Edited) Songwriters: Taubenfeld, Evan, Lavigne, Avril Label: RCA Records Label Genres: Adult Alternative, Pop
There's not much goin' on today I'm really bored, it's gettin' late What happened to my Saturday? Monday's comin', the day I hate
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no He wouldn't even open up the door He never made me feel like I was special He isn't really what I'm looking for
This is when I start to bite my nails And clean my room when all else fails I think it's time for me to bail This point of view is gettin' stale
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no He wouldn't even open up the door He never made me feel like I was special He isn't really what I'm looking for
Na na na na na We've all got choices Na na na na We've all got voices
Na na na na na Stand up, make some noise Na na na na Stand up, make some noise
Sit on the bed alone, starin' at the phone
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no He wouldn't even open up the door He never made me feel like I was special He isn't really what I'm looking for
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no He wouldn't even open up the door He never made me feel like I was special Like I was special, 'cuz I was special
Lyrics for: He Wasn't From the album: Under My Skin Songwriters: Lavigne, Avril, Kreviazuk, Chantal Label: Arista/RCA Genres: Rock, Adult Alternative, Pop
And with the early dawn Moving right along I couldn't buy and eyeful of sleep And in the aching night under satellites I was not received Built with stolen parts A telephone in my heart Someone get me a priest To put my mind to bed This ringing in my head Is this a cure or is this a disease
Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live
And in the after birth On the quiet eart Let the stains remind you You thought you made a man You better think again Before my role defines you
Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live
And in our waiting hands I will land And roll out of my skin And in your final hours I still stand Ready to begin
Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live
Lyrics for: Show Me How To Live From the album: Audioslave Songwriters: Cornell, Chris, Wilk, Brad, Commerford, Timothy, Morello, Tom Label: Epic/Interscope Genres: Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Rock
Lyrics for: Like A Stone From the album: Audioslave Songwriters: Morello, Tom, Wilk, Brad, Cornell, Chris, Commerford, Timothy Label: Epic/Interscope Genres: Adult Alternative, Alternative Rock, Hard Rock, Rock
Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine Candyman, candyman Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine Sweet sugar candyman
I met him out for dinner on a Friday night He really got me working up an appetite He had tattoos up and down his arm There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm
He's a one stop shop, makes my panties drop He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman, ooh, yeah
He took me to the Spider Club on Hollywood and Vine We drank champagne and we danced all night We shook the paparazzi for a big surprise The gossip tonight will be tomorrow's headline
He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman
He's a one stop shop, makes my cherry pop He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman, ohh yeah
Well, by now I'm getting all bothered and hot When he kissed my mouth it really hit the spot He had lips like sugarcane Good things come for boys who wait
Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine Candyman, candyman Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine Candyman, candyman Sweet sugar candyman
He's a one stop, gotcha hot, making all the panties drop Sweet sugar candyman He's a one stop, got me hot, making my ugh pop Sweet sugar candyman He's a one stop, get it while it's hot, baby don't stop Sweet sugar
He's got those lips like sugarcane Good things come for boys who wait
He's a one stop shop with a real big ugh He's a sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman A sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman
Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine Tarzan and Jane were swingin' on a vine Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine Sippin' from a bottle of vodka double wine
Jane lost her grip and down she fell Jane lost her grip and down she fell Squared herself away as she let out a yell Squared herself away and let out a yell
Lyrics for: Candyman From the album: Back To Basics Songwriters: Aguilera, Christina, Perry, Linda Label: RCA Genres: 2008 Grammy® Nominees, Teen Pop, Pop
