 Greatest Hits Live From Wembley Arena 2006 [DVD] » دھن [+ شامل کریں +] |
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1. _ Biology
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2. _ Jump
Your eyes tell me how you want me
I Can feel it in your heart beat
I know you like what you see
Hold me, I'll give you all that you need
Wrap your love around me
You're so excited, I can feel you
Getting hotter, oh baby
I'll take you down, I'll take you down
Where no one's ever gone before
And if you want more, if you want more
More, more, more
Jump for my love
Jump in and feel my touch
Jump you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love
Jump, I know my heart can make you happy
Jump in, you know these arms
Can feel you up
Jump, you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love
You told me, I'm the only woman for you
Nobody does it like I do
Then make a move before you try and
Go much further, oh baby
You are the one, you are the one
And heaven waits here at my door
And if you want more,
If you want more, more, more then
Jump for my love
Jump in and feel my touch
Jump you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love
Jump, I know my heart can make you happy
Jump in, you know these arms
Can feel you up
Jump, you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love
When you are next to me, oh I come alive
Your love burns inside
Oh it feels so right
Come to me if you want me tonight, jump
I know my heart can
Make you happy
Jump, you know these arms can feel you up
Jump in, you want to taste my kisses
In the night then
Jump, jump for my love
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3. _ Love Machine
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4. _ Models
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
Cause he, loves the models and he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models, cause he's trying everyday
And when he sleeps with models and he dreams of models
Wants to be a model, cause it's all he's got to say
Why don't you call, got your number,
Got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me
If nothing at all, robs my hunger,
Like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me
Why don't you call,
Why don't you call,
Why don't you come around baby
There's nothing at all,
You've got my number,
And it's driving me crazy
Credit cards and lobster and Crystal in Brown's (First Class)
Back doors and bouncers, only A-List allowed (Smart Bars)
All those faces in the places to be seen
Darling we're in fashion, don't you know
Cause he, loves the models and he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models, cause he's trying everyday
And when he sleeps with models and he dreams of models
Wants to be a model, cause it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
A girl's got face, fancy place
Baby can I stick with you
'cause she's got heat, head to feet
Baby what am I to do
The girl's got style, legs for miles
Seen 'em walk all over you
You get your kicks, like flies to shit
Buzzing round the model zoo
Cause he, loves the models and he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models, cause he's trying everyday
And when he sleeps with models and he dreams of models
Wants to be a model, cause it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
Where do you go, after dinner, 'stead of walking me home
Oh, where did you go to, why didn't you phone
Someone thinner's got you talking in code, Oh!
Soshimi in No! No!
Why don't you call,
Why don't you call,
Why don't you come around baby
There's nothing at all,
You've got my number,
And it's driving me crazy
Cause he, loves the models and he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models, cause he's trying everyday
And when he sleeps with models and he dreams of models
Wants to be a model, cause it's all he's got to say
Cause he, loves the models and he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models, cause he's trying everyday
And when he sleeps with models and he dreams of models
Wants to be a model, cause it's all he's got to say
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
His girls girls girls girls girls girls girls girls
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5. _ Racy Lacy
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6. _ I Predict A Riot
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7. _ I'll Stand By You
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8. _ Biology [Reprise]
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9. _ Waiting
The candy lady said "knock, knock, knock",
Who wants to come to my candy shop?
I'll give you something to take back home,
To give you shivers that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop,
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna separate the men from the boys
Every guy's a dog and baby throw me to the wolves
I'll never get to heaven with my glass half full
I've been waiting, all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying, what's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not try'nna bite you with the things I do
Hey there buttercup, your like a peach on a knife?
I'm a gonna heat your body up,
Inflate it like it treats me good to-ni-I-ight
Hey boy saddle up, don't have to twist my arm
I like it when you lift my body up,
Ah, just enough to send me to the sta-a-ars
All night, been looking at, your hard-earned six pack
All right, I take you back, it feels like
I've been waiting, all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying, what's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not try'na bite you with the things I do
Whap back, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm, cause I'm coming through
Whap back, the boy can move,
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
Whap back, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm, cause I'm coming through
Whap back, the boy can move,
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
The candy lady said "knock, knock, knock",
Who wants to come to my candy shop?
I'll give you something to take back home,
To give you shivers that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna separate the men from the boy
Every guy's a dog and baby throw me to the wolves
I'll never get to hear them with my glass half full
I've been waiting, all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying, what's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not try'nna bite you with the things I do
Whap back, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm, cause I'm coming through
Whap back, the boy can move,
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
Whap back, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm, cause I'm coming through
Whap back, the boy can move,
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
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10. _ Wild Horses/Wake Me Up
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11. _ Biology [Bonus Video] [*]
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12. _ See The Day [Bonus Video] [*]
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13. _ The Show
If it's not you, oh no, I won't do that
You'll have to wait for me and that is that
Should've known, should've cared
Should've hung around the kitchen in my underwear
Acting like a lady
You should've made me, oh
Should've jumped a little higher
Should've fluttered my mascara like a butterfly
Instead of being lazy
It would've saved me
Should've known, should've cared
Should've hung around the kitchen in my underwear
Acting like a lady
You should've made me, oh
Should've jumped a little higher
Should've flown around the sky
Like a butterfly
Instead of being lazy
It would've saved me
Someone saved my heart today
When someone turned the light back on
It's ever since you went away
It otherwise just feels so wrong
That special something, that they are hunting
They're always wanting, more and more
That special something, that they are hunting
They're always wanting, more and more
Nobody sees the show
Until my heart says so
If it's not you, oh no
I won't do that
Boy if you want to be my specialty
You'll have to wait for me and that is that
I won't (ooh) unless you want me (to)
I want (you), get in the queue
I won't (ooh) unless you want me (to)
I want (you), get in the queue
That special something, that they are hunting
They're always wanting, more and more
That special something, that they are hunting
They're always wanting, more and more
Nobody sees the show
Until my heart says so
If it's not you, oh no
I won't do that
Boy if you want to be my specialty
You'll have to wait for me and that is that
Nobody sees the show
Until my heart says so
If it's not you, oh no
I won't do that
Boy if you want to be my specialty
You'll have to wait for me and that is that
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Never made me now
Come and save me now
Should've made me now
Come and save me now
Should've known, should've cared
Should've hung around the kitchen in my underwear
Acting like a lady
You should've made me, oh
Should've jumped a little higher
Should've fluttered my mascara like a butterfly
Instead of being lazy
It would've saved me
Should've known, should've cared
Should've hung around the kitchen in my underwear
Acting like a lady
(Never made me now)
You should've made me, oh
(Come and save me now)
Should've jumped a little higher
Should've fluttered my mascara like a butterfly
Instead of being lazy
(Should've made me now)
It would've saved me
(Come and save me now)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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14. _ Medley: Fame/Flashdance (What A Feeling)/Footloose
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15. _ No Good Advice
Daddy told me
Look into the future
Sit at your computer
And be a good girl
Momma said remember
Your a lady
Think before you play
And straighten your curls
Well everybody's talkin'
Like I'm crazy
Dangerous and lazy
Girl with no soul
But I've seen it all
From where I'm hiding
Baby 'cause I'm sliding out of control
Here I go out the door
Crankin' the stereo
I think a finger
To the world below oh
Here I am dirty hands
I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth cause it might show
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need some other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetizers me
Daddy always told me
Remember to leave the buzz till later
Don't you drop down
Momma said ill never get
To heaven hanging till 11
With the wrong crowd
Everybody's talkin'
Like they know me
Just another phony girl about play
But I dig the music
And I'm making baby
And I'm breakin' into your brain
Here I go out the door
Cranking the stereo
I think a finger
To the world below oh
Here I am dirty hands
I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth
'Cause it might show
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need no other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To aneathatize me
Here I go out the door
Cranking the stereo
I think a finger to the world below
Here I am dirty hands
I don't give a damn
Shut your mouth
'Cause it might show
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need no other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetizes me
I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted
I don't need no other life
Cold and complicated
I don't need no Sunday trips
Tea and sympathizing
I don't need no special fix
To anesthetizes me
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16. _ Whole Lotta History [Bonus Video] [*]
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17. _ Long Hot Summer
I know you like to wear my dressing-gown,
When I'm not there.
I guess you like it in my shoes.
Just cause you drive a Maserati
And the ladies stare
Don't mean you'll go as fast as I do.
I know it's summer in the city
And the sun is high
But you can play it cool again
Cause boy I seen you disco dancing
With your pants on fire
We need a little tropical rain
So baby, baby
Watch the needle when your heading south
You drive me crazy
Just remember you can burn me out
So get down
It's been a long, hot summer
And it's 95 degrees in the shade
It's only Sunday morning
And I need that Friday feeling again
You put me in a fever 50 stories high
And suddenly I'm freezing
And I don't know why
It's been a long, hot summer
And I'm shaking like a cool lemonade
If you want to get fresh
Get outta my car
Cause the boys up here are going to fast
I'm taking my time now
If you want to fly high
Keep outta the sun
When your fingers start to run
It's no fun
So why don't you climb now
If you want to get fresh
Then take a cold shower
Put your back on ice
Before you turn sour
Nobody can fool me
Now I'm cleaning my head
And dusting my eyes
Every time I feel the temperature rise
I need you to cool me
I'm partied out of house and home
So baby if you fight me
How you gonna like me
Runnin' down that open road
So think before you bite me
How you gonna get back home
It's been a long, hot summer
And it's 95 degrees in the shade
It's only Sunday morning
And I need that Friday feeling again
You put me in a fever 50 stories high
And suddenly I'm freezing
And I don't know why
It's been a long, hot summer
And I'm shaking like a cool lemonade
Cause I
So why do you bite me
So why do you bite me
A little late to take it slow
But I couldn't wait to party
At the cannon ball
Not what I wanted
Now I've seen it all
So find me
I've ricochet
Around the world
Drinking pink champagne
It's easy!
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18. _ Whole Lotta History
I can't talk, I've gone the wrong way
Looking up for what's fallen down, yeah
I can't talk, I've gone back the wrong way
What is the use in what I say?
I hear myself complain so I can do it again, do it again
I give myself the blame, so I get back up again, get out of the rain
Baby, I miss you, so tell me, is she really that beautiful? whoa whoa
Each time, she's kissed you, tell me, is it really that good for you?
And does she love you like I never could?
Hold you tender, tell you everything's good, whoa whoa
Would she hurt you, cause I never could
Does she, hold your body tight all night baby?
I'm talking bout a whole lotta history, I
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I'm falling all around when you miss me, I
I don't know what to do, so tell me baby
Hello? Did you call me?
I thought it didn't matter that you're gone and
I know, end of story
Now there's nothing but a shadow where my heart shone
I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't,
But you cost me so much love, yeah
So finally I just decided to go,
I know I've had enough, so tell me that you're not alone
I'm talking bout a whole lotta history, I
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I'm falling all around when you miss me, I
I don't know what to do, so tell me baby
I'm talking bout a whole lotta history, I
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I'm falling all around when you miss me, I
I don't know what to do, so tell me baby
And it keeps me spinning and controls
What happens till Monday, till Monday
And it might sound crazy but your voice
Still leaves me all funky, all funky
And it keeps me spinning and controls
What happens till Monday, till Monday
And it might sound crazy but your voice
Still leaves me all funky, all funky
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19. _ Sound Of The Underground
Disco dancing with the lights down low
Beats are pumping on my stereo
Neighbor's banging on the bathroom wall
He's saying 'Crank the bass, I gotta get some more'
Water's running in the wrong direction
Got a feeling it's a mixed up sign,
I can see it in my own reflection
Something funny's going on inside my mind.
Don't know what is pushing me higher
It's the static from the floor below
And then it drops
And catches like fire
And it's a sound I, it's a sound I know
It's the sound of the underground,
The beat of the drum goes round and round
Into to the overflow
Where the girls get down to the sound of the radio
Out to the 'lectric night
Where the bass line jumps in the backstreet lights
The beat goes around and round
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground
Chain reaction running through my veins
Pumps the bass line up into my brains
Screws my mind until I lose control
And when the building rocks I know it's got my soul
Water's running in the wrong direction
Got a feeling it's a mixed up sign
I can see it in my own reflection
Something funny's going on inside my mind
Don't know what, is pushing me higher
It's the static from the floor below
And then it drops
And catches like fire
And it's a sound I, and it's a sound I know
It's the sound of the underground,
The beat of the drum goes round and round
Into the overflow
Where the girls get down to the sound of the radio
Into the 'lectric night
Where the bass line jumps in the backstreet lights
The beats goes around and round
It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground
And when the building rocks I know it's got my soul
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20. _ Watch Me Go
I just wanna do it to you baby watch me go
I wanna give you combination's I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
I wanna feel that funky fever,
Baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline,
Pour it on I'm ready to blow
At quarter past one, I was having fun,
Try'na get it on, try'na make a move
Quarter past two
I was dressed in red, tied up to your bed,
Begged you on my knee
Quarter past three
I was in the shower, almost half an hour,
You were at the door
Quarter past four
You were back again, said your name was Ben,
Then we went for more
I just wanna do it to ya baby watch me go
I wanna give you combination's
And I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
I wanna feel that funky fever,
Baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline,
Pour it on I'm ready to blow
At quarter past one, I was having fun,
Try'na get it on, try'na make a move
Quarter past two, I was dressed in red,
Tied up to your bed, begged you on my knees
Quarter past three
I was in the shower, almost half an hour, you were at the door
Quarter past four
You were back again
Said your name was Ben
Then we went for more
Strippers and the vicars in the back,
'Cause mine cracked, jump on the mainline track
I take a little bit of pay OK, and the beat of the big trombone
So, strippers and the vicars in the back,
'Cause mine cracked, jump on the mainline track
I take a little bit of pay OK, and the beat of the big trombone, so
I just wanna do it to ya baby watch me go
I wanna give you combination's I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I know what you're been thinking you've been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got my body feeling hot
I know what you're been thinking you've been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got my body feeling hot
I know what you're been thinking you've been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got my body feeling hot
I know what you're been thinking you've been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got my body feeling hot
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