Back on Top
Van Morrison lyrics
Van Morrison lyrics
"Shot of Rhythm Blues Lyrics"
Get Em Girl Lyrics
I get the boasters boasting, I get computers puting Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the shooting I do the recruiting, I tutor the students I nurture they brain, I'm moving the movement Whether buddist or budah, that's judist or juda I got luger to ruger, hit from Roota to Toota Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers I'm the real boss story, the hoolah of hoosiers I rock mostly do
I get the boasters boasting, I get computers puting Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the shooting I do the recruiting, I tutor the students I nurture they brain, I'm moving the movement Whether buddist or budah, that's judist or juda I got luger to ruger, hit from Roota to Toota Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers I'm the real boss story, the hoolah of hoosiers I rock mostly do
A-when your hands start a-clappin
And your fingers start a-poppin
When your feet wanna move around
And ya start to swing and sway
And the band begins to play
With a real cool way out sound
Then ya get the "cant help-its"
And ya cant sit down
Feel like ya wanna move round an round
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
With just a little rock n roll on the side
Just for good measure
Need a pair of dancin shoes
With your lover by your side
Dont you know youre gonna have a lot of pleasure
Dont you worry about a thing
You start to dance and sing
And the chill bumps come up o
To My Beloved Martha Lyrics
Fly like a bird Black feet that never get shocked Fried fish Pluck the hen Skin the rabbit Mount the head All of the rabbits that don't get your scent Get shot Or hide like a beast in the forest down Underground In a world that's safe There's the gift you gave Chorus: To my beloved Martha A shiny gold plaque With a small br
n youFly like a bird Black feet that never get shocked Fried fish Pluck the hen Skin the rabbit Mount the head All of the rabbits that don't get your scent Get shot Or hide like a beast in the forest down Underground In a world that's safe There's the gift you gave Chorus: To my beloved Martha A shiny gold plaque With a small br
Well, the beatll finally get you
When the beat gets you, too and
Heres the thing for you to do
Hey, now, now, now
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Well, just a little rock n roll on the side
Just for good measure
Need a pair of dancin shoes
With your lover by your side
Dont ya know youre gonna have a lot of pleasure
Dont ya worry about a thing
Ya start to dance and sing
Then the chill bumps come up on you
Well, the rhythm finally gets you
When the beat get you too, now
Heres the thing for you to do
Hey, now, now, now
Picture Frame Lyrics
Lord God, You are my only answer Holy Father, You are my only prayer I need Your love to guide me through my troubles I need Your light to guide me through despair You are standing there, in Your righteous throne Help me to see the truth Help me, I'm all alone And there's a picture frame on the wall It's a shame there's no picture to put in it And you're outside looking
Hey, now, now, nowLord God, You are my only answer Holy Father, You are my only prayer I need Your love to guide me through my troubles I need Your light to guide me through despair You are standing there, in Your righteous throne Help me to see the truth Help me, I'm all alone And there's a picture frame on the wall It's a shame there's no picture to put in it And you're outside looking
Oh when, your hands start a clappin
And your fingers start poppin
When your feet wanna move around
Yeah, you start to swing and sway
And the band begins to play
With that real cool way out sound
Ya get the "cant help its"
And ya cant sit down
Feel like ya wanna move round an round
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
With just a little rock n roll on the side
Just for good measure
Need a pair of dancin shoes
With your lover by your side
Dont ya know youre gonna have a lot of pleasure
Dont you worry about a thing
Ya start to dance and sing
Go Back Lyrics
You don't hold me so well and it's not hard to tell When you know in your heart that it's wrong Now your thoughts are not here and you're making it clear That the one you love is gone I can't tell you how to live your life No, I can't tell you what to do But you know, yes you know That it's true I think you'd better go back, go back to your lover Oh, go back, he's the one you're thinking
And the chill bumps come up on you
Oh, the rhythm finally get you
When the beat get you too, now
Heres the thing for you to do
Hey, now, now, now (get it)
Hey, now, now, now
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
(I need a shot)
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
(oh lord)
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
(oooh)
Need a shot of rhythm and blues
(thats right)
Need a shot of rhythm and blues