Let's Sing!

Dinie's Record of The Week
Alone - Celine Dion
I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end though
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone

You don't know how long I have wanted
To touch your lips and hold you tight,oh
You don't know how long I have waited
And I was going to tell you tonight
But the secret is still my own
And my love for you is still unknown
Alone

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone
How do I get you alone

Herman & Yuyun's Record of The Week
Someday - John Legend
As days go by
and fade to nights
I still question
why you left
I wonder how
it didn’t work out
but now you’re gone
and memories all I have for now
but no it’s not over
we’ll get older we’ll get over
we’ll live to see the day that I hope for
come back to me
I still believe that
we’ll get it right again
we’ll come back to life again
we won’t say another goodbye again
you’ll live forever with me
someday, someday
we’ll be together
someday, someday
we’ll be together
I heard someday
might be today
mysteries of destinies they
are somehow
and are someway
for all we know
they come tomorrow
for today
my eyes are open
my arms are raised for your embrace
my hands are here to mend what is broken
to feel again to walk on the face
I believe there is more to life
oh I love you much more than life
and still
I believe I can change your mind
revive what is dying inside
and someday, someday
we’ll be together
someday, someday
we’ll be together
someday, someday
we’ll be together
we’ll be together
we’ll be together
someday

Ilham's Record of The Week
Wanna Be Starting Something - Akon f/ will.i.am

I met her on the walk way

staring as she walked pass
she looked back at me side ways and said
i cant help but to ask
I Said You Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'
You Got To Be Startin' Somethin'
I Said You Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'
You Got To Be Startin' Something

we end up going back to her place
wish i could tell you what i saw
the sexiest women in a neclace shade
we hit off until the mornning
Until you hear her say

ADLIB

(AKON)
ama ma se,
Ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
Ma ma se, ma ma sa,
Ma ma coo sa (10)X

(AKON)
Billie Jean Is Always Talkin'
When Nobody Else Is Talkin'
Tellin' Lies And Rubbin' Shoulders
So They Called Her Mouth A Motor
Someone's Always Tryin' To Start My Baby Cryin'
Talkin', Squealin', lyin'
Sayin' You Just Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'

CHORUS

(AKON)
I said you wanna be startin' somethin',
You got to be startin' somethin'.
I said you wanna be startin' somethin',
You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over,(YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle(YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder.(YEA YEA)
It's too high to get over,(YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle(YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder(YEA YEA)

(MJ)
You love to pretend that you're good
When you're always up to no good
You really can't make him hate her
So your tongue became a razor
Someone's always tryin' to start my baby crying
[Wanna Be Starting Something lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Talkin', Squealin', lyin you got my baby crying

CHORUS

(AKON)
I said you wanna be startin' somethin',
You got to be startin' somethin'.
I said you wanna be startin' somethin',
You got to be startin' somethin'

It's too high to get over,(YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle (YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder.(YEA YEA)
It's too high to get over, (YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle (YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder(YEA YEA)

ADLIB

(AKON)
ama ma se,
Ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
Ma ma se, ma ma sa,
Ma ma coo sa(x10)
what did i make her say

(AKON)
is getting lil crazy (is getting crazy)
always messing with my baby(messing with my baby)
and thats the reason she crys
when i am not by her side
at the lonleyst night (without my baby)
but i lo ave you
always pompin when i think about you
i wanna bring my tonight and share that look on your face
when you say

ADLIB

(AKON)
ama ma se,
Ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa
Ma ma se, ma ma sa,
Ma ma coo sa(x10)
i wwant to make her say

CHORUS

(AKON)
It's too high to get over,(YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle(YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder.(YEA YEA)
It's too high to get over,(YEA YEA)
Too low to get under.(YEA YEA)
You're stuck in the middle(YEA YEA)
And the pain is thunder(YEA YEA) (2)x

Jaka's Record of The Week
Clever Girls Like Clever Boys Much More Than Clever Boys Like Clever Girls -
Pelle Carlberg

You should have listened to what mama said
And walked away with someone else instead
You should have listened to what grandma said
And married someone more like Fred

You should have listened to your inner voice
While you had time and still a choice
You should have reached for the emergency brake
Before it was too late

[chrous:]
You see the clever girl looks for a clever boy
To another extent than the clever boy
Will ever look for a mate
Who goes to round-table debates
And runs a little bit late
When she does work for the state

You see the clever girls look for a clever boys
And then the clever boys seem to have a different choice
They want a good-looking chick
That likes to blow them away
Someone who laughs at all the
Funny little things they say

I have a friend who's in this mensa club
He has no trouble to admit
He wants a woman with ambitions
That go as far as raising kids


Pandi's Record of The Week
The City Is At War - Cobra Starship

The city is at a war
Playtime for the young and rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit
The city is at war
Bless the young and rich
With designer drugs and designer friends

The city is at a war
Playtime for the young and rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit
The city is at war
Bless the young and rich
With designer drugs and designer friends

Here's how it goes
It's about who you know
If you
Got money you get in for free
Get on your knees if you wanna reach the top
The party never stops (never stops)
Don't stop now (don't stop now)

Come on!
Stick around and see how it ends
Get the money and run
And meet me at the parking lot
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up yeah

The city is at a war
Playtime for the young and rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit
The city is at war
Bless the young and rich
With designer drugs and designer friends

This little girl was alone in the world
Until she
Found a way to get a fix for free
Oh pretty please
It breaks my heart to see
Another tragedy she finally got her picture on TV

Come on!
Live it up while you can
We all lose in the end
No you don't get another shot
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up, yeah

The city is at a war
Playtime for the young and rich
Ignore me if you see me 'cause I just don't give a shit
The city is at war
Bless the young and rich
With designer drugs and designer friends

The city is at war
The city is at war
The city is at war

Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
Shoot 'em up, yeah
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
Shoot 'em up, yeah (the city is at war)
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
Shoot 'em up, yeah
Bang bang! Shoot 'em up,
Shoot 'em up, yeah.
Sisi's Record of The Week
Deadly Lethal Ninja Assassins - Reuben

Temi's Record of The Week
Superstar - Lupe Fiasco
[Chorus:]
If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the camera's here and the microphone and they wanna know
Oh oh oh oh

If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the crowd is here and the lights are on and they want a show
Oh oh oh oh

Yea, uh
A fresh cool young Lu
Trying to cash his microphone check 2, 1, 2
Want to believe my own hype but it's too untrue
The world brought me to my knees
What have you brung you
Did you improve on the design
Did you do something new
Well your name ain't on the guest list
Who brung you, you
The more famous person you come through
And the sexy lady next to you
You come to
And then it hit me
Standing outside of heaven waiting for god to come and get me
Im too uncouth
Unschooled to the rules
And two gum shoe
Too much of a newcomer
And too uncool
Like Shadow and Lavelle
I battle with it well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too

[Chorus]

And you better wear your shades
The spotlights here can burn holes through the stage
Down through the basement
Passed the Indian graves
Where the dinosaurs laid
And out through china
Nearly misses air liners
Magnified times five
This is pointed at the rhymer
Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest a blaze
Now that's important to say
Cuz even with all of that
Most of us don't want it to fade
We want it to braid
Meaning we want it to grow
Meaning we want it to stay
Like the governor called
And they told him to wait
Un-strap him from the chair
And put him back in his cage
The audience ain't fazed
And they ain't gone clap and they ain't gone praise
They want everything back that they paid
Cuz they been waiting since ten to see the lights get dim

[Chorus]

So chauffeur chauffeur come and take me away
Cuz I been standing in this line
For like five whole days
Me and security ain't getting along
And when I got to the front they told me all of the tickets were gone
So just take me home where the mood is mellow
And the roses are thrown
M&M's are yellow
And the light bulbs around my mirror don't flicker
Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
One for you and one for your sister
Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
Every songs a favorite song
And mikes don't feed back
All the reviewers say you need to go and see that
And everybody claps cuz everybody is pleased
Then they all take the stage and start performing for me
Like ha ha hahaha
Ha ha hahaha ha


Tya's Record of The Week
Michael Jackson - The Mitchell Brothers

Ouh … yeah
La la la … la … laa

Grab your crutch, spin around
Stand on your tippet-toes
Straight into the Moonwalk
And then you scream ‘OH’
You pulled it off then you had a glow
That kept me in me bedroom with me door closed
Bad imitate there, practiced till I aced it
Couldn’t wait to hit the dance floor and see them faces
Thought I would never leave me seat
Till the DJ put on Billie Jean
That was my time to show off and right
Once I was in my black lovers I shined twice
The only thing missing was the glove
But that didn’t stop me strutting my stuff
Kick my legs out, clutch me hat
Throw it to the darling in the back
Twist my neck, rub me hands 1 2 3 4 and …

I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Spin around have the world in a gaze
I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Hit the ground, glide across the stage
I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Getting down with my shoulders shakin
I said, I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Hee hee aoow!

When I took a deep breath, and lifted my head up
That’s when I wanted to be the man in the mirror
Right after I saw the zombies in Thriller,
I was no longer scared.
So I got a copy of Bad on VHS
Stayed up watching it to way past ten.
Played the car park scene over again and again,
Religiously like a prayer
Anywhere I could find a wooden floor
I would have a crack at doing the Moonwalk
Till I bounced my back off the wall
Woo
I spent half of my days lost in my thoughts
In the middle of stages, standing tall
Spinning around leaving the whole crowd in awe
Oh

I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Spin around have the world in a gaze
I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Hit the ground, glide across the stage
I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Getting down with my shoulders shakin
I said, I wish I could move like Michael Jackson
Hee hee aoow!

Standing there, I could swear I was Michael Jackson
Yeah heh
Yeah heh
Standing there, I could swear I was Michael Jackson
Standing there, I could swear I was Michael Jackson
Yeah heh
Yeah heh
Standing there, I could swear I was Michael Jackson



Venny's Record of The Week
Stop & Stare - One Republic

This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move, I'm shakin off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands, just take the wheel...
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can u see what I see

They're tryin to come back, all my senses push
Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could...
Steady feet, don't fail me now
Gonna run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out
And I'm standing down...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need

What u need, what u need...

Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Oh, do u see what I see...


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