Inner Circle - Sweat

Para quê ir ao ginásio suar, quando se pode suar até gritar "A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long" ?!? Grande música, já há muito que não ouvia isto.

I've been watching you
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
c'mon
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
hey

standing across the room
i saw you smile
said I want to talk to you-oo-oo
for a little while
But before i make my move
My emotions start running wild
my tongue gets tied
and that's no lie
looking in your eyes
looking in your big brown eyes
ooh yeah
and i've got this to say to you
Hey!

Girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it some, more, more
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it
Push it, push it some more

A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
c'mon
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long

so I said to myself
Does she love me or not?
but the dreads done know
that love is his to get
with a little bit of this
and a little bit of that
my lyric goes on the attack
my tongue gets tied
and that's no lie
looking in you eyes
looking in your big brown eyes
ooh girl
and I've got this to say to you
hey!

Girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it some, more, more
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it
Push it, push it some more

A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
ooh yeah
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
one more time
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
sing it
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
hey

woo woo woo woo wee yeah
eyes
looking in your big brown eyes
and i've got this to say to you
hey

Girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it some, more, more
girl I want to make you sweat
sweat till you can't sweat no more
and if you cry out
I'm gonna push it
Push it, push it some more

A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
yeah
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
push it push it some more
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
alright
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
push it, push it some more

Sara Bareilles - Love Song

Tal como nesta "Love song", devemos fazer as "coisas" pelo que valem, pela importância em si e não só porque os outros pedem ou gostam.

Head under water
And you tell me
To breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder
Even I know that
Made room for me
It's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well but you make this hard on me

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you ask for it
'Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song
Today
Today...

I learned the hard way
That they all say
Things you wanna hear
My heavy heart sinks deep down under
You and your twisted words
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry

Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I'm trying to let you hear me as I am

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you asked for it
'Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song today

Promise me
You'll leave the light on
To help me see
With daylight, my guide, gone
'Cause I believe
There's a way
You can love me
Because I say

I won't write you a love song
'Cause you ask for it
'Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or break in this
Is that why you wanted a love song?
'Cause you asked for it
'Cause you need one
You see I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I walk the seven seas
When I believe that there's a reason to write you a love song
Today.
Today...

Diabolo & Grupo de baile - Patchouly

A sabedoria popular chama-lhe Patchouly, ciência chama-lhe feromonas.

Ai que bem cheiras, que bem cheiras dos sovacos,
as meias rotas e os sapatos descascados,
Nas avenidas ainda fazes os teu engates,
e tudo graças ao perfume Patchouly...

oo oo ooh (4x)

Essas miúdas das escolas secundárias,
com cheiro a leite e o soquete bom a ....,
ficam maradas com o teu charme perfumado,
o teu perfume Patchouly...

oo oo ooh (4x)

Essas míudas das escolas secundárias
já fumam ganzas na paragem do eléctrico,
como essas barbas com + mousse que pentelho,
dobram-se em duas quando estão ao pé de ti...

oo oo ooh (4x)

Porque elas gostam de te ver e cheirar
o teu perfume Patchouly (2x)

Kaiser Chiefs - Ruby

Esta "Ruby" entranha-se no ouvido.

Bomfunk MC's - Freestyler

Esta é em especial para quem tem o CD original dos Bomfunk MC's, do qual faz parte o "freestyle".

Freestyler...rock the microphone
Straight from the top of my dome
Freestyler...rock the microphone
Carry on with the freestyler

I gotz to hmmm, to throw on
And go on, you know i gotz to flow on
Selectors on ya radio play us
'Cause we're friendly for ozone
But that's not all so hold on
Tight, as I rock the mic right
Oh.. excuse me, pardon
As I syncronize with the analyzed
Upcomin' vibes the session,
Let there be a lession, question
You carry protection
Or will your heart go on
Like Celine Dion - Karma Chameleon

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

Styles, steelos, we bring many kilos
So you could pick yours, from the various
Ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious
Or vicious, just tell us
We deliver anything from accappellas
To best sellers, suckers get jealous
But their soft like marshmellows
you know they can't handle us
like debbie does dallas
Yeah, we come scandalous so who tha f..k
Is alice, is she from buckinham palace?

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

O.M.D - ENOLA GAY

Já tem alguns anos.

Enola Gay, you should have stayed at home yesterday
Ah-ha words can't describe the feeling and the way you lied

These games you play they're going to end in more than tears someday
Ah-ha Enola Gay it shouldn't ever have to end this way

It's eight fifteen and that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio
Conditions normal and you're coming home

Enola Gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Ah-ha this kiss you give, it's never going to fade away

Enola Gay, it shouldn't ever have to end this way
Ah-ha Enola Gay, it shouldn't fade in our dreams away

It's eight fifteen and that's the time that it's always been
We got your message on the radio
Conditions normal and you're coming home

Enola Gay, is mother proud of little boy today
Ah-ha this kiss you give, it's never ever going to fade away

Xutos & Pontapés - Dia de S. Receber

Penso que seja uma excelente música para o dia do Trabalhador.

Embora falar da arte
Da arte de sobreviver
Daquela que se descobre
Quando não há que comer
Há os que roubam ao banco
Os que não pagam por prazer
Os que pedem emprestado
E os que fazem render

Este dia a dia é duro
É duro de se levar
É de casa pró trabalho
E do trabalho pró lar

Leva assim uma vida
Na boínha sem pensar
Mas há-de chegar o dia
Em que tens de me pagar

Ai é o dia
De S. Receber

Dia de S. Receber

Já não chega o que nos
Tiram à hora de pagar
É difícil comer solas
Estufadas ao jantar
De histórias mal contadas
Anda meio mundo a viver
Enquanto o outro meio
Fica à espera de receber

Ai é o dia de S. Receber
Dia de S. Receber

Ai a minha vida
Ai a minha vida

É assim esta diálise
Entre o deve e o haver
Sei que para o patrão custa
Enfrentar este dever
O dinheiro para mim não conta
Eu trabalho por prazer
Mas o dia que eu mais gosto
É o dia de S. Receber