<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:17:29.318+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a lyric for your thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>viewing parts of life through song lyrics, as shallow as that may sound it can be a lot of fun.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115807874185960967</id><published>2006-09-12T19:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:32:21.870+03:00</updated><title type='text'>K's Choice - Virgin State Of Mind</title><content type='html'>My love for K's choice -no matter how many people claim them to be depressing- transcends words and borders an obsession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There's a chair in my head on which I used to sit&lt;br /&gt;Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be&lt;br /&gt;Dig it up, throw it at me&lt;br /&gt;Dig it up, throw it at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I run to, where can I hide&lt;br /&gt;Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear&lt;br /&gt;To cut out words I've got written on my chair&lt;br /&gt;Like do you think I'm sexy&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I burn the mazes I grow&lt;br /&gt;Can I, I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I burn the mazes I grow&lt;br /&gt;Can I, I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I run to, where can I hide&lt;br /&gt;Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind&lt;br /&gt;Virgin state of mind&lt;br /&gt;Virgin state of mind&lt;br /&gt;Virgin state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115807874185960967?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115807874185960967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115807874185960967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115807874185960967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115807874185960967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/09/ks-choice-virgin-state-of-mind.html' title='K&apos;s Choice - Virgin State Of Mind'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115797834484340668</id><published>2006-09-11T15:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T15:39:04.850+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Goo Goo Dolls - Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Could you whisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;The things you wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you anythin'&lt;br /&gt;To feel it comin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wake up on your own&lt;br /&gt;And wonder where you are?&lt;br /&gt;You live with all your faults&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up where you are&lt;br /&gt;I won't say anything at all&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gonna let it slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love the life you killed?&lt;br /&gt;The priest is on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Your father hit the wall&lt;br /&gt;Your ma disowned you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't supposed I'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to be a man&lt;br /&gt;It's somethin' I can't change&lt;br /&gt;I'll live around it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up where you are&lt;br /&gt;I won't say anything at all&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you slide&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete&lt;br /&gt;Little pieces of the nothin' that fall&lt;br /&gt;Oh, May&lt;br /&gt;Put your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;What you feel is what you are&lt;br /&gt;And what you are is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh, May&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna get married Or run away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete&lt;br /&gt;Little pieces of the nothin' that fall&lt;br /&gt;Oh, May&lt;br /&gt;Put your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;What you feel is what you are&lt;br /&gt;And what you are is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Oh, May&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna get married&lt;br /&gt;Or run away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wake up where you are&lt;br /&gt;I won't say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, slide)&lt;br /&gt;Little pieces of the nothin' that fall&lt;br /&gt;(yeah slide)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do anythin' you ever dreamed to be complete&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah slide)&lt;br /&gt;Little pieces of the nothin' that fall&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh slide)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, slide between the sheets of all them beds you never knew&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah slide)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you slide into my room&lt;br /&gt;Just slide into my room&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we'll run away, run away, run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115797834484340668?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115797834484340668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115797834484340668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115797834484340668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115797834484340668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/09/goo-goo-dolls-slide.html' title='Goo Goo Dolls - Slide'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115745941492090653</id><published>2006-09-05T15:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T15:30:14.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr T. Experience - Even Hitler Had A Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;these lyrics just crack me up, kinda true as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't found a girlfriend though I've tried a lot&lt;br /&gt;so can you help me please it's tougher than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;The odds are pretty good but the goods are pretty odd&lt;br /&gt;still at this point I'd take anything you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see this all the time nice girls in love with jerks&lt;br /&gt;what could they be thinking tell me how it works.&lt;br /&gt;If I've got some problems well I wouldn't be the first&lt;br /&gt;but the ones I have in mind are even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even Hitler had a girlfriend who he could always call&lt;br /&gt;who'd always be there for him in spite of all his faults.&lt;br /&gt;He was the worst guy ever reviled and despised&lt;br /&gt;even Hitler had a girlfriend so why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of contradictions hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;and for every happy woman there's a lonely man.&lt;br /&gt;Nixon had his puppy Charles Manson had his clan&lt;br /&gt;but God forbid that I get a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Hitler had a girlfriend who he could call his own&lt;br /&gt;to sweeten days of bitterness and feeling all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as bad as Hitler but it doesn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;since they'd rather be with Hitler more than me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see why they'd rather be with Hitler more than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115745941492090653?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115745941492090653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115745941492090653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115745941492090653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115745941492090653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/09/mr-t-experience-even-hitler-had.html' title='Mr T. Experience - Even Hitler Had A Girlfriend'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115642403066678888</id><published>2006-08-24T15:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:53:50.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Hazel - Champagne High</title><content type='html'>i wonder about the inspiration behind this song, when i first heard it i felt like i was there and watching their lead singer during his sweatheart's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but believe that this is a true story, just too much emotion behind it... check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wasn't looking for a lifetime with you&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought it would hurt just to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I do" and "I do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I do a number on myself&lt;br /&gt;And all that I thought to be&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;That just left me undone&lt;br /&gt;By my own, hesitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for the million hours that we were&lt;br /&gt;well I'll smile and remember it all&lt;br /&gt;then I'll turn and go&lt;br /&gt;while your story's completed mine is a long way from done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm on a champagne high&lt;br /&gt;Where will I be when I stop wondering why&lt;br /&gt;On a champagne high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd toast to the future but that'd be a lie&lt;br /&gt;On a champagne high, high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring turned to summer&lt;br /&gt;But then winter turned to mean&lt;br /&gt;The distance seemed right&lt;br /&gt;At the time it was best - to leave&lt;br /&gt;And to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;What I once thought was fine And so real - to me&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm still gone&lt;br /&gt;On the quest for my song&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your - celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge &amp; Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wagons been hitched to a star&lt;br /&gt;Well now he'll be your thing that's&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; new&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah what little I have you can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;borrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm old and I'm blue...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm on a champagne high (so high)&lt;br /&gt;Where will I be when I stop wondering why&lt;br /&gt;On a champagne high (so high)&lt;br /&gt;Toast to the future but that'd be a lie&lt;br /&gt;On a champagne high&lt;br /&gt;Where will I be when I stop wondering why&lt;br /&gt;On a champagne high...high...&lt;br /&gt;So high so high you left me undone&lt;br /&gt;so high, so high you left me undone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and sister hazel are probably the only band who master the art of the backing vocals, their backing vocalist harmonizes exceptionally well on all their songs, i can probably dedicate more than 10 posts to them but i thought i'd introduce anybody interested in them the same way i was, it was either Champagne high or "all for you" that i heard first and they are both brilliant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115642403066678888?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115642403066678888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115642403066678888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115642403066678888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115642403066678888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/08/sister-hazel-champagne-high.html' title='Sister Hazel - Champagne High'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115228695252699057</id><published>2006-07-07T18:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:42:32.536+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz - You And I (Live)</title><content type='html'>Was it you? who spoke the words that, things would happen but not to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh things are gonna happen naturally&lt;br /&gt;Oh taking your advice, I'm looking on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;And balancing the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;But often times those words, get tangled up in lines&lt;br /&gt;And the bright lights turn to night&lt;br /&gt;Until the dawn it brings&lt;br /&gt;A little bird to sing about the magic that was you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others only read of the love, the love that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm all about them words&lt;br /&gt;Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards&lt;br /&gt;More words then I, had ever heard and I, feel so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I, you and I&lt;br /&gt;Not so little you and I anymore&lt;br /&gt;And with this silence brings a moral story&lt;br /&gt;More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of&lt;br /&gt;And others just dream of&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm almost finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally out of&lt;br /&gt;Finally deedeedeedee&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm almost finally, finally&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm free, oh, I'm free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's okay if you have go away&lt;br /&gt;Oh just remember the telephones, well they work both ways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I never ever hear them ring, diding ding ding&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else, I'll think the bells inside&lt;br /&gt;Have finally found you someone else, and that's okay,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll remember everything you sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of&lt;br /&gt;and others just read of and if you could see now&lt;br /&gt;well I'm almost finally out of.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally out of,&lt;strong&gt; finally, deedeeededede&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm almost finally, finally, finally out of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;jason mraz is a natural. he sings with heart, like no other. check him out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115228695252699057?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115228695252699057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115228695252699057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115228695252699057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115228695252699057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/07/jason-mraz-you-and-i-live.html' title='Jason Mraz - You And I (Live)'/><author><name>KareemFromEgypt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03743706109698767487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115047779986353022</id><published>2006-06-16T20:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:43:25.166+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lene Marlin - sorry</title><content type='html'>"Sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know, what I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know, if I'm doing OK&lt;br /&gt;Just ask and I'll say&lt;br /&gt;I'll say the words that I've longed to speak&lt;br /&gt;Have kept quiet for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;To get it all back, get back what we had&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it wasn't meant to be like&lt;br /&gt;This at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know, how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you wanna know, if I'm able to forget&lt;br /&gt;There are times, I wish we'd never met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, it's just too late&lt;br /&gt;To get it all back, get back what we had&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, it's just not right&lt;br /&gt;We both know it wasn't meant to be like&lt;br /&gt;This at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115047779986353022?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115047779986353022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115047779986353022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115047779986353022'/><link rel='self' 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the x-ray machine&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you don't know me so well&lt;br /&gt;I wont tell if you lie&lt;br /&gt;Cry but the droughts been brought up&lt;br /&gt;Drink 'cause you lookin so good in the Starbuck's cup&lt;br /&gt;I complain 'bout the company that I keep&lt;br /&gt;The window's for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange I'm no body I'm no laughing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving your town again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm over the quilt you're spinning&lt;br /&gt;And I'm up in the air, yea yea,&lt;br /&gt;But I can see your house from here&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember where the love was found&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I should be so lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even only 24 hours under your touch&lt;br /&gt;But still I need you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I cannot wait to call you&lt;br /&gt;And tell you that I landed somewhere&lt;br /&gt;And hand you a square of this airport&lt;br /&gt;And walk you through the mains of the map that I'm gazing at&lt;br /&gt;And gracefully enamed and feeling guilty for the luck&lt;br /&gt;And the look that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You made me somebody, still nobody knows me&lt;br /&gt;But not even me can see it, yet I'm wetter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm leaving your town, again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm over the quilt you're spinning&lt;br /&gt;And I'm up in the air, yea yea,&lt;br /&gt;But I can see your house from here&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember where the love was found&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it goes down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black seeds, they tear me open&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;supposedly you could crawl right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Taste these&lt;br /&gt;teeth please&lt;br /&gt;And undress me from the sweaters&lt;br /&gt;Better hurry cause I'm over heating&lt;br /&gt;Upward bound now,&lt;br /&gt;Now, maybe I'll build a house in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm tumbling for you&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling from the work that I have to do&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean to harm you, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm leaving your town again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm over the quilt you've been spinning round&lt;br /&gt;And I'm up in the air, oh yea&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can see your house from here&lt;br /&gt;And if my plane goes down, yea yea,&lt;br /&gt;I will remember where the love was found&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember where the love was found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember where the love was found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the plane goes down, yea yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115047740498298254?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115030869797690138</id><published>2006-06-14T20:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T21:11:37.986+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roots - You Got Me</title><content type='html'>Featuring Eryka Badu as EVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus-EVE]&lt;br /&gt;If you were worried 'bout where&lt;br /&gt;I been or who I saw or&lt;br /&gt;what club I went to with my homies&lt;br /&gt;baby don't worry&lt;br /&gt;you know that you got me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Black Thought)&lt;br /&gt;Somebody told me that this planet was small&lt;br /&gt;we use to live in the same building on the same floor&lt;br /&gt;and never met before&lt;br /&gt;until I'm overseas on tour&lt;br /&gt;and peep this ethiopian queen from philly&lt;br /&gt;taking classes abroad&lt;br /&gt;she studying film and photo flash focus record&lt;br /&gt;said she workin on a flick and&lt;br /&gt;could my click do the score&lt;br /&gt;she said she loved my show in paris&lt;br /&gt;at Elysee Montmartre&lt;br /&gt;and that I stepped off the stage&lt;br /&gt;and took a piece of her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we knew from the start &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that things fall apart, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intentions shatter&lt;br /&gt;she like that shit don't matter&lt;br /&gt;when I get home get at her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;through letter, phone, whatever&lt;br /&gt;let's link, let's get together&lt;br /&gt;shit you think not, think the Thought went home and forgot&lt;br /&gt;time passed, we back in philly now she up in my spa&lt;br /&gt;tellin me the things I'm tellin her is makin her hot&lt;br /&gt;startin buildin with her constantly round the clock&lt;br /&gt;now she in my world like hip-hop&lt;br /&gt;and keep tellin me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Black Thought]&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I'm the type that's always catchin a flight&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes I gotta be out at the height of the night&lt;br /&gt;and that's when she flip and get on some 'ol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eve]&lt;br /&gt;Another lonely night&lt;br /&gt;seems like I'm on the side you only loving your mic&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta get that paper daddy keep that shit tight&lt;br /&gt;but yo I need some sort of love in my life, you dig me&lt;br /&gt;while politicin with my sister from new york city&lt;br /&gt;she said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty&lt;br /&gt;Psyyyych, I'm playin boo, you know it's just wit you I'm stayin boo&lt;br /&gt;and when cats be poppin game I don't hear what they sayin boo&lt;br /&gt;when you out there in the world, I'm still your girl&lt;br /&gt;with all my classes I don't have the time for life's thrills&lt;br /&gt;so when you sweatin on stage think of me when you rhyme&lt;br /&gt;and don't be listenin to your homies they be leavin you blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Black] Yeah, so what you sayin I can trust you?&lt;br /&gt;[Eve] Is you crazy, you my king for real&lt;br /&gt;[Both] But sometimes relationships get ill&lt;br /&gt;[Eve] No doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Black Thought]&lt;br /&gt;Thet snake could be that chick&lt;br /&gt;and that rat could be that cool cat&lt;br /&gt;that's whispering &lt;strong&gt;"she tryin to play you for the fool Black"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if something's on your chest then let it be known&lt;br /&gt;see I'm not your every five minutes all on the phone&lt;br /&gt;and on the topic of trust,&lt;strong&gt; it's just a matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;that people bite back&lt;/strong&gt; and fracture what's intact&lt;br /&gt;and they'll forever be I ain't on some "oh I'm a celebrity"&lt;br /&gt;I deal with the real so if it's artificial let it be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen people caught in love like whirlwinds&lt;br /&gt;listening to they squads and listening to girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;that's exactly the point where they whole world ends&lt;br /&gt;lies come in, that's where that drama begins, she like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: repeat until fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my favorite song (on good relationships gone bad) by far and i listen to it almost daily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;give it a listen, you'd be surprised at how they got the message through, sung with a lot of emotions too, it's just sublime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115030869797690138?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29660603.post-115021812808242571</id><published>2006-06-13T19:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:02:08.093+03:00</updated><title type='text'>India Arie - video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don’t&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won’t&lt;br /&gt;Depend of how the wind blows I might even paint my toes&lt;br /&gt;It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the average girl from your video&lt;br /&gt;And I ain’t built like a supermodel&lt;br /&gt;But I learned to love myself unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a queen&lt;br /&gt;I not the average girl from your video&lt;br /&gt;My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I’m wearing I will always be India.Arie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me&lt;br /&gt;Every freckle on my face is where it’s suppose to be&lt;br /&gt;And I know my creator didn’t make no mistakes on me&lt;br /&gt;My feet, my thighs, my Lips, my eyes, I’m loving what I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;Am I less of a lady if I don’t where panty hose&lt;br /&gt;My momma said a lady ain’t what she wears but what she knows…&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve drawn the conclusion, it’s all an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Confusion’s the name of the game&lt;br /&gt;A misconception, a vast deception,Something got to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don’t be offended this is all my opinion&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothing that I’m saying law&lt;br /&gt;This is a true confession&lt;br /&gt;Of a life learned lesson&lt;br /&gt;I was sent here to share with y'all&lt;br /&gt;So get in when you fit in&lt;br /&gt;Go on and shine&lt;br /&gt;Clear your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time&lt;br /&gt;Put your salt on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Go on and love yourself&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everything’s gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Out]&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fancy drink, and your expensive minks&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need that to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Keep your expensive cars and your caviar&lt;br /&gt;All’s I need is my guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your crystal and your pistol&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather have a pretty piece of crystal&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need you silicone, I prefer my own&lt;br /&gt;What god gave me is just fine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i really enjoy this song, although it's all about women empowerment and i'm usually about commodifying each other, yet it helps me relax and only worry about enjoying myself without worrying about how people view me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29660603-115021812808242571?l=kareemslyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/115021812808242571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29660603&amp;postID=115021812808242571' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115021812808242571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29660603/posts/default/115021812808242571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kareemslyrics.blogspot.com/2006/06/india-arie-video.html' title='India Arie - 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