Can’t Get You Out Of My Head (Kylie)

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I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
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I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
Every night
Every day
Just to be there in your arms
Won’t you stay
Won’t you lay
Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever
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I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, your lovin’ is all I think about
I just can’t get you out of my head
Boy, its more than I dare to think about
There’s a dark secret in me
Don’t leave me left in your heart
Set me free
Feel the need in me
Set me free
Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever
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I just can’t get you out of my head
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I just can’t get you out of my head
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I just can’t get you out of my head
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Elevation

Tonight
Sexy people
Milano
Bono, Bono, sexy person
But I can’t dance
Irish people, they can’t dance
Teach me how to dance
It’s okay, to be uncool
High, higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to elevate me here
At the corner of your lips
As the orbit of your hips
Eclipse, you elevate my soul
I’ve got no self-control
Digging like a mole now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
It’s okay to flirt
Okay to flirt
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
A star lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you could educate my mind
Explain all these controls
I can’t sing but I’ve got soul
The goal is elevation
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation
Love, love, love
Lift me up out of these blues
I believe in you
And you believe in
Love
A mole, digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and I in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly so high
Elevation

Legs

She’s got legs, she knows how to use them
She never begs, she knows how to choose them
She’s holdin’ leg, wonder how to feel them
Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
She’s my baby, she’s my baby
Yeah, it’s alright, oh yeah
She’s got hair down to her fanny
She’s kinda jet set, try to undo her panties
Every time she’s dancin’, she knows what to do
Everybody wants to see if she can use it
She’s so fine, she’s all mine
Girl, you got it right
Oh
She’s got legs, she knows how to use them
She never begs, knows how to choose them
She’s got a dime all of the time
Stays out at night, movin’ through time
Oh, I want her, said, I got to have her
Little girl is alright, she’s alright, oh

Try

Ever wonder ’bout what he’s doin’?
How it all turned to lies?
Sometimes I think that it’s better
To never ask why
Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned
But just because it burns doesn’t mean you’re gonna die
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
Funny how the heart can be deceiving
More than just a couple times
Why do we fall in love so easy
Even when it’s not right?
Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned
But just because it burns doesn’t mean you’re gonna die
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Ever worry that it might be ruined
And does it make you wanna cry?
When you’re out there doing what you’re doing
Are you just getting by?
Tell me, are you just getting by, by, by?
Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame
Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned
But just because it burns doesn’t mean you’re gonna die
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try
You’ve gotta get up and try, try, try
Gotta get up and try, try, try

Final Countdown

We’re leavin’ together
But still it’s farewell
And maybe we’ll come back
To Earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
We’re leaving ground (leaving ground)
Will things ever be the same again?
It’s the final countdown
The final countdown
Oh
We’re headin’ for Venus (Venus)
And still we stand tall
‘Cause maybe they’ve seen us
And welcome us all, yeah
With so many light years to go
And things to be found (to be found)
I’m sure that we all miss her so
It’s the final countdown
The final countdown
The final countdown (final countdown)
(Oh)
Oh
The final countdown, oh
It’s the final countdown
The final countdown
The final countdown (final countdown)
(Oh)
It’s the final countdown
We’re leavin’ together
(The final countdown)
We’ll all miss her so
It’s the final countdown (final countdown)
(Oh)
It’s the final countdown
Yeah

Sounds Of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams, I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light, I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
Then the sign said, “The words on the prophets are written on the subway walls
In tenement halls”
And whispered in the sound of silence

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

[Chorus]
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I’ve traveled the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s lookin’ for something

[Pre-Chorus]
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

[Chorus]
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I’ve traveled the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s lookin’ for something

[Bridge]
Hold your head up
Keep your head up, movin’ on
Hold your head up, movin’ on
Keep your head up, movin’ on
Hold your head up, movin’ on
Keep your head up, movin’ on
Hold your head up, movin’ on
Keep your head up