R. Kelly Lyrics
R. Kelly Lyrics
"Don't Put Me Out Lyrics"
Devil Digger Lyrics
Written by GLENN TIPTON I was crosswired underground Nothing seemed to fit I was fried and memory bound Then it came to me Devil Digger Unforgiver I was on a different plane He said come to meLaid his hands upon my brow That's the last of me Devil Digger
Baby now I realize
All of those times I told you I loved you
I just didn't show it
I'm sorry
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
I remember when you said to me
Don't talk about it be about it
I should have felt you when you said
To me that you were all alone
I act like I was doin' a favor
For you cuz you were wit me
Something let me thinking that whatever happens
This would be my home
But I was wrong (I
How could I have been so low
(How could i have been so low)
I wrote a song all about it
(Took a pen and wrote a song)
Wanna hear it, here it go, from now on
1 - I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
I won't talk about comin' home
Cuz I'm gonna be about comin' home
I won't talk about both of us
Cuz I'm gonna be about both of us
I won't talk about makin' sweet love
Cuz I'm gonna be about makin' sweet love
Now I remember when we used the crib in Studio 12A
Clothes and pallets on the floor makin' sweet love night till day
But now it's all gone up in smoke and baby I don't understand
All I know that is I was wrong
(Dead wrong, yeah)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song about it
(Wrote a song)
Wrote about it, here it go, from now on
Repeat 1
Now all the money in the world couldn't add up to what you did
Cuz when I was down and out you took the burden off of me
I never thoguht that when I took her out somehow it'd cause me pain
I was rooming at the Drake, how the hell you found my name
Damn I was
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song, yeah
All about it, here it go, from now on
Repeat 1
I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
Girl, open up the door and let me in this house, please baby
I'm tired of banging on this door the neighbors say I'm loud
Honey, I beg of you
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Written by GLENN TIPTON I was crosswired underground Nothing seemed to fit I was fried and memory bound Then it came to me Devil Digger Unforgiver I was on a different plane He said come to meLaid his hands upon my brow That's the last of me Devil Digger
Baby now I realize
All of those times I told you I loved you
I just didn't show it
I'm sorry
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
I remember when you said to me
Don't talk about it be about it
I should have felt you when you said
To me that you were all alone
I act like I was doin' a favor
For you cuz you were wit me
Something let me thinking that whatever happens
This would be my home
But I was wrong (I
Bacon Fat Lyrics
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (guitar, vocals) Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Walt Fowler (trumpet) Bruce Fowler (trombone) Paul Carman (alto saxophone) Albert Wing (tenor saxophone) Kurt McGettrick
was wrong)Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ike Willis (guitar, vocals) Mike Keneally (guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Bobby Martin (keyboards, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion) Walt Fowler (trumpet) Bruce Fowler (trombone) Paul Carman (alto saxophone) Albert Wing (tenor saxophone) Kurt McGettrick
How could I have been so low
(How could i have been so low)
I wrote a song all about it
(Took a pen and wrote a song)
Wanna hear it, here it go, from now on
1 - I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
I won't talk about comin' home
Cuz I'm gonna be about comin' home
I won't talk about both of us
Cuz I'm gonna be about both of us
I won't talk about makin' sweet love
Cuz I'm gonna be about makin' sweet love
Now I remember when we used the crib in Studio 12A
Clothes and pallets on the floor makin' sweet love night till day
Torn Lyrics
I thought I saw a girl bought to life She was warm She came around like she was dignified She showed me what it was to cry Well you couldn't be that girl I adored You don't seem to know Seem to care what your hear is for But I don't know her anymore There's nothing where she used to l
Used to say I wanna have a baby boy and call him ManI thought I saw a girl bought to life She was warm She came around like she was dignified She showed me what it was to cry Well you couldn't be that girl I adored You don't seem to know Seem to care what your hear is for But I don't know her anymore There's nothing where she used to l
But now it's all gone up in smoke and baby I don't understand
All I know that is I was wrong
(Dead wrong, yeah)
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song about it
(Wrote a song)
Wrote about it, here it go, from now on
Repeat 1
Now all the money in the world couldn't add up to what you did
Cuz when I was down and out you took the burden off of me
I never thoguht that when I took her out somehow it'd cause me pain
I was rooming at the Drake, how the hell you found my name
Damn I was
Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us Lyrics
(50 Cent) 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks Young Buck, Game G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit! See I'm A City Boy, Man I Ain't from the south 50 Cent Man Ya Niggaz Yall Know Wat I'm About I'm Bout My Money Mayne, I'm On The Paper Chase I Have Doc Tyin Yo Face Like A Shoe Lase See I Don't Play No Ga
wrong (I was wrong)(50 Cent) 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks Young Buck, Game G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit! See I'm A City Boy, Man I Ain't from the south 50 Cent Man Ya Niggaz Yall Know Wat I'm About I'm Bout My Money Mayne, I'm On The Paper Chase I Have Doc Tyin Yo Face Like A Shoe Lase See I Don't Play No Ga
How could I have stooped so low
(How could I have stooped so low)
I wrote a song, yeah
All about it, here it go, from now on
Repeat 1
I won't talk about lovin' you
Cuz I'm gonna be about lovin' you
Girl, open up the door and let me in this house, please baby
I'm tired of banging on this door the neighbors say I'm loud
Honey, I beg of you
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out
Don't put me out