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Listen LENNEROCKERS Boogie Woogie Queen


Lyrics

Girl Next Door (Saving Jane)

Small town homecoming queen
She’s a star in this scene
There’s no way to deny she’s lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she’s ugly

Maybe I’m just jealous-I can’t help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding

Maybe I’ll admit it, I’m a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her…

Chorus

I don’t know why I’m feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else

Chorus
I get a little bit, she gets a little more
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door

~j~

Chickeria (Emil Bulls)

For my sake

You walk in like you were queen with your perky breast
Goddamn why don't you just come undressed
With all those guy's eyes on your body
W ho do you think you are? Bunny!

That's right
For this night's dolls I've sold my favourite thing again
First I cold shouldered them then
I realized that I adore all these babes
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Bunnies

Like water you're absolutely clear
Further more you're worth being ignored
No style and easy to look through

I love your wet t-shirt your mini skirt
Bounce bounce oh let me shake that thing
You're superfly tonight
Nothing but pretty that's allright
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Yeah now I'm alone with these funny
Bunnies

Like water you're absolutely clear
Further more you're worth being ignored
No style and easy to look through

Tonight we've got no pride
So for my sake go on

UK Visa Versa (MC Lars)

Hey England... let's kick it.

Cops without guns and the NME.
Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?
Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings?
Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens?
Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race.
Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie.

CHORUS
I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons.
But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us.

REPEAT CHORUS

Goodbye (Drowning Fish)

Goodbye
You didn't even call me up
To say you weren't gonna bother showing up
I can't believe you stood me up
Girl how could you have been so mean
Don't you know you were my queen
You've always been my precious dream

Day and night and in my dreams too
I can't escape the thought of you
A million wishes all shot to bits
And you don't care at all
No you don't care at all

When I call you never have time to talk
It's always “I'm busy, call me back”
All I wanted was to say hello
The wicked games you played with my heart
Lifted me high, just to throw me down hard
Fed me hope, just to tear it apart

Day and night and in my dreams too
I can't escape the thought of you
A million wishes all shot to bits
And you don't care at all
No you don't care at all

It's taken years, but I've finally got myself back together
Broken free from the s**les you've imprisoned me in
Bandaged my heart, and now it's healed as new again
I'm happy to say I'm over you

Wherever your life should lead you
I wish you well, and maybe someday we'll meet again
For now so long, bon voyage—no hard feelings towards you

It was a blast, an experience, and part of growing up
But now my bags are packed, and my one way ticket's been bought
And now it's over, and I say to you for the first time
Goodbye

Natural Born Boogie (Humble Pie)

There she is again
Steppin' out of her limousine, well
Looking like the cover of a twenty-dollar magazine
She's got it made and branded
If you know what I mean

She's a...natural born woman
Natural born woman
She's a...she's a natural born woman

There she is again watch her stop the Main Street in its tracks
Looking like Creole queen
Hair hangin' down her back
I say, don't look too long, boy
She'll make your glasses crack

She's a...natural born woman
Natural born woman
She's a...she's a natural born woman

Get your track
Yeah, natural born woman
Yeah, yeah...
Natural born woman
Yeah, yeah...
She's a natural born woman

Well, I'm sweatin' and I'm shakin'
When I'm bringin' you the news
You can do anything
But lay off of my blue suede shoes
That's why I'm standin' here today
Preachin' natural born woman blues

Well, she's a...natural born woman
Well, yeah...
Natural born woman
Well, yeah...
Natural born woman

Well, I'm looking out my back door
Wonderin' which place to go
Think I'll move on down to Memphis
Pay my money to see a rock 'n' roll show
Find me a sweet-heart Susie
Together we can lose control

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a...natural born woman
Yeah, yeah...
Natural born woman
Yeah...
Natural born woman
Yeah, ooh...
Ooh...
All right...
Ooh...

I Want You (Girlfriend) (Pretty Ricky)

“I Want You (Girlfriend)"

Your My Baby [x4]

[Chorus]
You'll Be My Girlfriend
And I'll be you boyfriend
lets make it official,
cause I want you Girl
You'll be my girlfriend
And I'll be your boyfriend
Lets make it official
cause I want you Girl
(your my baby)

My buddy and kid sister
you and me,
get down like 2 slacks on the side of the street
first I gave my heart
then i gave you the key
then I stepped up to da plate
and gave you all of me
you had me fallen like some leaves in the summer
you had me fixen things like i was a plummer
you do the math, man around the house
I did it all for you, baby what you talkin bout
I started out talkin to your best friend
next thing I knew you was my girlfriend
now I got beef wit your ex boyfriend
but its all good because, your my baby
it ain't no problem baby blu can't solve,
cause I relieve headaches without tylenol
with you on the sideline, ya boy gon ball
I'll give you my all

[Chorus]
You'll Be My Girlfriend
And I'll be you boyfriend
lets make it official,
cause I want you Girl
You'll be my girlfriend
And I'll be your boyfriend
Lets make it official
cause I want you Girl
(your my baby)

I know you used to me being slick and slimy
comin home late
when Im with the boys im shining
Baby girl, whats wrong
we started like a nappy head to a ??
one minute im dead, the next im gone
I gave you a shoulder to lean on
a team to be on
I got your head spinning like a bottle of rum
lets get it on,
beat the ?? while im in the zone
Im ready to come home
to see my queen on the throne

[Chorus]
You'll Be My Girlfriend
And I'll be you boyfriend
lets make it official,
cause I want you Girl
You'll be my girlfriend
And I'll be your boyfriend
Lets make it official
cause I want you Girl
(your my baby)


I really want you baby(want you baby)
I need you in my life(in my life)
I got to have you honey
I want to spend some time
Girl I want you like the new J's
your sweeter than candy
your fine like wine
girl your one of a kind
So fine, I think about you all the time
your always on my mind

[Chorus]
You'll Be My Girlfriend
And I'll be you boyfriend
lets make it official,
cause I want you Girl
You'll be my girlfriend
And I'll be your boyfriend
Lets make it official
cause I want you Girl
(your my baby)

Such A Scream (Tom Waits)

Well pale face said
To the eyeball kid
She just goes clank and boom and steam
A halo, wings, horns, and a tail
Shovelling coal inside my dreams
There are no laws
She's made of cream
She's such a scream

Qui bon tres bien, nails in cement
A Donnie gal from mortal clay
The plow is red
The well is full,
Inside the dollhouse of her skull
A cheetah coat fills up with steam
She's such a scream

All crooked lines
Her fireplace
A milktrain so clean
Machine gun haste
You'll ride the only wall of shame
And drag that chain across the state
Her lips are red
She is the queen
She's such a scream...

Tom Waits: Vocal, Guitar, Percussion
Brain: Drums
Ralph Carney: Alto & Tenor Sax

Facepaint (Unjust)

The way you found your mark
It enticed you
The fame and the heart
Lives inside you

You designed me?

The way you never were
Turns inside you
The prom queen is gone?
She doesn?t like

The stains burn thru the years now
It invites you
The same friends
I can play now
That?s all for now, but maybe someday
Your passion, your hatred
You breathe scared
That?s all for now, but maybe someday
You can feel the same

Just feel the same...

The shame burns your eyes
You can?t see it
You see yourself scarred up inside
You can?t feel it.

The stains burn thru the years now
It invites you
The same friends
I can play now
That?s all for now, but maybe someday
Your passion, your hatred
You breathe scared
That?s all for now, but maybe someday
You can feel the same.

Outside My Life (Concentration Camp)




[Talking (deep voice]
Welcome to the concentration camp
Maxminelli (voices in the background) J von
C loc Young Bleed Leetyme
[Maxminelli]
Na na i can lay low for a G lay low for a meal
My mind is at my control if I say so then he will
I got some thangs in mind the situation at hand
I'm a sick man down with the program
I'm anybody understand my plan then they can feel what i felt
We mad at the world, ** being anythang else
We bringing paper to the table, we taking joyful in stride
It ain't as easy to survive as it is to die right
Ebony queen on my side when I'm shining
Niggas looking at me like I don't belong where I'm residing
He who beholds the tightest game shall prevail
Through hard times and saphire dreams aiming to fail
Stale as dirty down to your last pants and shirt
How the ** life feeling neglected and hurt
Though we know not what we do, we still do what it takes
Until the truth is revealed, these fake niggas seem real
Still sealing they faith, and making injured reserved
Something that they expereinced, no longer something they heard of
But you'll hear about it quick
Cause everybody talk shit
Loud fo' publication
Maintaining reputation
(Chorus 1)
Outside my life in rhyme, outside the world
No matter how fast we grow we still boys and girls (tryin to figure
-echo-)
Tryin to figure where the love when it ain't none left
Now what the ** we gone do with ourself
(Chorus 2)
On the outside my life in rhyme, outside the world
No matter how fast we grow we still boys and girls (tryin to figure
-echo-)
Tryin to figure where the love when it ain't none left
Now what the ** we gone do with ourself (Uh Huh)
[Young Bleed]
I suggest you focus on tomorrow, with a third eye view
See the game for what it is, then its all on you
I stand true for what I do for life and love and legacy
Tryin the life I live, never like my destiny
I'm tryin to be forever free
Some niggas will never be
Steadily stackin up confedi, playin with weapons
Runnin through the ghetto ask no questios tell no lies, ain't no
alabis huggin
highs
And the devil in disguise
We visualize the same dream with cream
Through the sick team
Shinin like diamonds comin down in southern clean (hittin side ways)
Slowly watchin the world go 'round
Ain't a thang popa on the low down
Prepared for the showdown
The future holds nothing else left but confrontation
And conversation runnin nation
Over music and melodies mashin out in the glass hoe
Bailin with felons, ready to blast though
Nigga, ha ha see it through my eyes, try to feel my fury and flame
Just for playin ghetto games
And life goes on and on
Flipin till the break of dawn
Hustlin, tryin to get it before its gone
(Chrous 1)
[C-loc]
Wait a minute, all my in-laws gated
The way I hold my composure in suicidal situations is scary
Legendary, like the lone ranger, with a fist full of dollars
Malitious intent
You heaven sent
So follow me to a world where thugs no longer die young
But yet make millions sellin street game to avoid number one
This shit ain't funny no more, bitches done gave the game up
It ain't quick money no more, the feds done **ed my name up
Throwin up, frome the hennesy and fat sacks of weed
Tryin to regain my sanity, **in with bleed
Greed, invy, and lust are common ghetto problems but
In gats i trust so playa I'm to solve quick
(Chorus 1)
(Chorus 2)

Don't Know Nobody (Capone N Noreaga)

[Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo, I'ma have to stand up
Take game, I got grabbed up
Asking me questions, interogating
The way the hatin, they just remind me of satan
Keep em motivating, police asking questions about this and this
I don't know shit, and hell no, I don't know 5 or 6
I'm confined to a small room
I celly off to my beeper, thought I had to sues
And the headache, was the feelings for me and my crew
To take impostas, impalas and black sues
Big boys, and LL cues
I'm thinking like deep cover
I'm in too deep, like Donnie Brasco
Who could be the asshole
I make sure the mother**er don't last long
Roll to the castle where my niggas be, triggers be
Blowin they backs out, they felt the misery
And the decision be, spill coffee
Who's on the beats I can't be locked up
They had evidence, make the scenery all dense
But it's Ok my lawyer will approach the bench

[Chorus]
I don't know nobody, and I ain't seen shit
Thats the way it is, you try to lock me up
Put me in cuffs, mother**er handle your biz
Cause I don't know nobody, and I ain't seen shit
That's the way it is, you try to lock me up
Put me in cuffs, mother**er handle your biz

[Capone]
Pop, they caught me off guard
I was stuck the beat shit **ed
I went down to my knees
And put out the trees
I sat down on the benches
He snuck his dog on my five senses
All I could hear was a walky talky saying "I got em"
I'm asking the charge, yeah you know he shot em
We biscuit printed plus your first henes borrowin
I ain't heard nuff yet, next day daily news read
Murder suspect, 19, down in Queens
Day of rainment where he had slim chance to win it
Two asses from bail so they gave glances
It's Friday, had to lay for the weekend stretch
First thing, Monday morning, calling for street connects
Man I forgot the machine they callin for
** a message all they need is it playin back
I'm confined a 8 by 12 flat
With bums niggas who sell crack
Flippin off the the world

Chorus

[Maze]
It's like 4 in the morning and the crib sleeping easily
My dogs got me off feet face me slow down
I'm like what the ** the deal
He's like the shut the ** up
We got evidence, we know the deal
They got tape confessions of your man
Whiping out your man
Key witness to the stands
I should have played yours
The moving bar to my moms get the news to bar
Same time Jake taking me out
Same line gonna try and fake me out
Sitting in the van pointing face out
Soon as I hit the plan, the course going close the plan
Take em out, take em out, before the court day out
I won't say, but by tomorrow, I'm out
Nothing to say follow snitch
Lay low, and hollow him out
And pones is wilding too
Niggas like Maze got the same time as you

[Musaliny]
Walking down a half dee, snatch me up
Little g's no pad
These niggas gonna cuff me up
On stayed in the back so he could scuff me up
Blows from the walky talky, gonna ** me up
Asking me about shit I knew, but won't tell
Just you and Baby D, ain't nobody depending on me
Saying if I won't talk, I'll wait in the cell
They got evidence to leave me in jail
There's no time for this shit
Just sign the statement
If you snitching, you won't have to say shit
Reverse pyschology, he trying to lie to me
He try to pin me for murder
And a string of robberies
Plus you a ex-con send me to the book
Cause press on
Cash and bonds, they won't last very long
I know they frontin, they got nothing on me
I ain't saying shit, why these niggas saying something


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THE LENNEROCKERS with the Song "Boogie Woogie Queen" live at The Hillingers Club, Schweitenkirchen, Germany on April 10th, 2010 I do not own any rights to th...




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