1 Shirley Bassey 《Love story》 流派： Jazz 链接地址：http://www.yinyueui.com/haoyouduo/mp3/xiazaiuserreg/group/dbb2dbfa/001780/3622199436.wmaLyricswhere do i begin?to tell the story of how great a love can bethe sweet love story that is older than the seathe simple truth about the love he brings to mewhere do i start?like a summer rainthat cools the pavement with a patent leather shinehe came into my life and made the living fineand gave a meaning to this empty world of minehe fills my hearthe fills my heart with very special thingswith angels' songs, with wild imaginingshe fills my soul with so much lovethat anywhere i go, i'm never lonelywith him along, who could be lonelyi reach for his hand, it's always therehow long does it last?can love be measured by the hours in a day?i have no answers now, but this much i can sayi'm going to need him till the stars all burn awayand he'll be therehe fills my heart with very special thingswith angels' songs, with wild imaginingshe fills my soul with so much lovethat anywhere i go, i'm never lonelywith him along, who could be lonelyi reach for his hand, it's always therehow long does it last?can love be measured by the hours in a day?i have no answers now, but this much i can sayi'm going to need him till the stars all burn awayand he'll be there

2 Tina Turner 《What‘s Love Got To Do With It》 流派：Rock 链接地址：http://lilesnet.com/ValentinesDay/mp3/WhatsLoveGotToDoWithIt.mp3 歌词：You must understandThat the touch of your handMakes my pulse reactThat it's only the thrillOf boy meeting girlOpposites attractIt's physicalOnly logicalYou must try to ignoreThat it means more than thatOh what's love got to do, got to do with itWhat's love but a second hand emotionsWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWho needs a heartWhen a heart can be brokenIt may seem to youThat I'm acting confusedWhen you're close to meIf I tend to look dazedI've read it someplaceI've got cause to beThere's a name for itThere's a phrase that fitsBut whatever the reasonYou do it for meOh whats love got to do, got to do with itWhat's love but a second hand emotionWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWho needs a heartWhen a heart can be brokenI've been thinking about my own protectionI've been thinking of a new directionBut I have to sayIt scares me to feel this wayWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWhat's love but a sweet old fashioned notionWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWho needs a heart when a heart can be brokenWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWhat's love but a sweet old fashioned notionWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWho needs a heart when a heart can be brokenWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWhat's love but a sweet old fashioned notionWhat's love got to do, got to do with itWho needs a heart when a heart can be brokenWhat's love got to do, got to do with

Mu Humps lyrics Artist - Black Eyed PeasAlbum - Various SongsLyrics - Mu HumpsMy Humpsby Black Eyed PeasWhat you gon' do with all that junk?All that junk inside your trunk?I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)I drive these scrubbers crazy,I do it on the daily,They treat me really nicely,They buy me all these ice-ys.Dolce & Gabbana,Fendi and then DonnaKaren, they be sharin'All their money got me wearin'Fly gearrr but I ain't askin,They say they love my ass 'n,Se7en Jeans, True Religion,I say no, but they keep givin'So I keep on takin'And no I ain't fakin'We can keep on datin'I keep on demonstrating.My love, my love, my love, my loveYou love my lady lumps,My hump, my hump, my hump,My humps they got u,She's got me spending.(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.She's got me spendin'.(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on meWhat you gon' do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.What u gon' do with all that ass?All that ass inside them jeans?I'm a make, make, make, make you screamMake u scream, make you scream.'Cause of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)I met a girl down at the disco.She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.I could be your baby, you can be my honeyLets spend time not money.I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,Milky, milky cocoa,Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.They say I'm really sexy,The boys they wanna sex me.They always standing next to me,Always dancing next to me,Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.Lookin' at my lump, lump.U can look but you can't touch it,If u touch it I'ma start some drama,You don't want no drama,No, no drama, no, no, no, no dramaSo don't pull on my hand boy,You ain't my man, boy,I'm just tryn'a dance boy,And move my hump.My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.My lovely lady lumps x3In the back and in the front.My lovin' got u,She's got me spendin'.(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.She's got me spendin'.(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.What you gon' do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,Get you love drunk off my hump.What you gon' do with all that ass?All that ass inside them jeans?I'ma make, make, make, make you screamMake you scream, make you scream.What you gon do with all that junk?All that junk inside that trunk?I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,Get you love drunk off this hump.What you gon' do wit all that breast?All that breast inside that shirt?I'ma make, make, make, make you workMake you work, work, make you work.She's got me spendin'.Spendin all your money on me and spendin' time on meShe's got me spendin'.Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.

DARIN PEERLESS LYRICS Send "Peerless" Ringtone to Cell Phone Doctor, actor, lawyer or a singerWhy not president, be a dreamerYou can be just the one you wanna bePolice man, fire fighter or a post manWhy not something like your old manYou can be just the one you wanna beDoctor, actor, lawyer or a singerWhy not president, be a dreamerYou can be just the one you wanna beI know that we all got one thingThat we all share togetherWe got that one nice dreamWe live forYou never know what life could bringCoz nothing last foreverJust hold on to the teamYou play forI know you could reach the topMake sure that you won't stopBe the one that you wanna beNow sing this with meWe may have different ways to thinkBut it doesn't really matterWe all caught up in the steamOf this lifeFocus on every little thingThat's what does really matterLuxury cars and blingThats not real lifeI know you could reach the topMake sure that you won't stopBe the one that you wanna beNow sing this with meDoctor, actor, lawyer or a singerWhy not president, be a dreamerYou can be just the one you wanna bePolice man, fire fighter or a post manWhy not something like your old manYou can be just the one you wanna beLast year I used to dream about this dayNow I'm here I'm singing for youI hope I could inspire youcoz I've got all the love, coz I've got all love for youDoctor, actor, lawyer or a singerWhy not president, be a dreamerYou can be just the one you wanna bePolice man, fire fighter or a post manWhy not something like your old manYou can be just the one you wanna be