Toribash
Four, tres, two, uno

Listen up y'all ?cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go loco
They want my treasure
So they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

Fergalicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
(T-t-tasty, tasty)

Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy
(Hey Stacy)

I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

I'm Fergalicious
(So delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness

He's my witness
(Ooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
Hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out

Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey, get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste

Of my tasty, tasty
I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty
It'll make you crazy

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the
Hit it Fergie!

All the time I turn around brothas gather round
Always lookin? at me up and down, lookin? at my
(Uh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't tryin? to round up drama
Little mama I don't wanna take your man

And I know I'm comin? off just a little bit conceited
And I keep on repeatin? how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele

?Cause they say she delicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
Four, tres, two, uno

My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness
He's my witness
(Ooh wee)

I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-tasty, tasty

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the



Now that's deep, man.
win win win win win
i have a totally post modern tattoo of a scalene triangle.
<DeadorK> fair maiden
<DeadorK> if the cum is going to be in your mouth
<DeadorK> it shall be in mine as well
Originally Posted by Odlov View Post
Four, tres, two, uno

Listen up y'all ?cause this is it
The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go loco
They want my treasure
So they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Boys just come and go like seasons

Fergalicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
(T-t-tasty, tasty)

Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-
Fergalicious def-

Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go crazy
They always claim they know me
Comin' to me call me Stacy
(Hey Stacy)

I'm the F to the E, R, G, the I, the E
And can't no other lady put it down like me

I'm Fergalicious
(So delicious)
My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness

He's my witness
(Ooh wee)
I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(It's hot, hot)
So delicious
(I put them boys on rock, rock)
So delicious
(They want a taste of what I got)
I?m Fergalicious
Hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out

Baby, baby, baby
If you really want me
Honey, get some patience
Maybe then you'll get a taste

Of my tasty, tasty
I'll be laced with lacey
It's so tasty, tasty
It'll make you crazy

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the
Hit it Fergie!

All the time I turn around brothas gather round
Always lookin? at me up and down, lookin? at my
(Uh)
I just wanna say it now I ain't tryin? to round up drama
Little mama I don't wanna take your man

And I know I'm comin? off just a little bit conceited
And I keep on repeatin? how the boys wanna eat it
But I'm tryin' to tell, that I can't be treated like clientele

?Cause they say she delicious
(So delicious)
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All that **** is fictitious

I blow kisses
(Mwah)
That puts them boys on rock, rock
And they be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
Four, tres, two, uno

My body stay vicious
I be up in the gym
Just workin? on my fitness
He's my witness
(Ooh wee)

I put yo' boy on rock rock
And he be linin? down the block
Just to watch what I got
(Four, tres, two, uno)

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-tasty, tasty

So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
So delicious
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm Fergalicious, t-t-t
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty
T, to the A, to the, to the, to the, to the
(Four, tres, two, uno)

To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S
To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the

moving
I really want you(x2)
Many prophets preach on bended knee
Many clerics wasted wine
Do the bloody sheets
On those cobbled streets mean
I have wasted time

Are there silver shores on paradise?
Can I come in from the cold?
I killed a man in a far away land
My enemy I'm told.

I really want you to really want me
But I really don't know if you can do that
I know you want to know what's right
But I know it's so hard for you to do that
And time's running out as often it does
And often dictates that you can't do that
But fate can't break this feeling inside
That's burning up through my veins

I really want you
I really want you
I really want you... now

No matter what I say or do
The message isn’t getting through
And you’re listening to the sound
Of my breaking heart

I really want you
I really want you

Is a poor man rich in solitude?
Or will mother earth complain
Did the beggar pray for a sunny day but
Lady luck for rain?

They say a million people bow and scrape
To an effigy of gold
I saw life begin
And the ship we're in
And history unfold


I really want you to really want me
But I really don't know if you can do that
I know you want to know what's right
But I know it's so hard for you to do that
And time's running out as often it does
And often dictates that you can't do that
But fate can't break this feeling inside
That's burning up through my veins

I really want you
I really want you
I really want you... now

No matter what I say or do
The message isn't getting through
And your listening to the sound
of my breaking heart (x2)

I really want you(x3)


here's a much more powerful song along the same lines. Blunt is so overrated next to guys like costello at that sort of song. (Ignore the video. It was made by an idiot -since it's not a romantic song)



here's a great one too

Up in the morning, feeling alive
Not in the mood for ordeals
Get in my car just to go for a ride
Another day at the wheel
Bang into third
Tachometer rises to 3000 RPM
Look into the rear view mirror and lo and behold
Oh fudge, not again

Search and seizure [2x]

What does he want me for?
What did I do?
I never break any laws
The lights are flashing
The sirens scream
My heart hits a moment of pause
I pull to the side
He pulls up behind
The moment of truth is not far
With his gun drawn and expressionless eyes
He says "Wanna step out of the car?"

Search and seizure [2x]

Out on bail, back in my home
I think I'll hang in tonight
They can't touch me behind these walls
It's there I'll be safe tonight
Quarter past four
A knock at the door
I wonder who could be there
"It's New Jersey's finest, you're under arrest
Come with us, longhair"

Search and seizure [4x]

Last edited by T0ribush; Mar 30, 2010 at 12:40 AM.
Any song by System of a Down.They have meaning in everyone of their songs no matter how crazy it sounds.Few people make out the meaning of the songs until they see the lyrics though.
Tits or gtfo.
Originally Posted by MrHappy59 View Post
Any song by System of a Down.They have meaning in everyone of their songs no matter how crazy it sounds.Few people make out the meaning of the songs until they see the lyrics though.

I know what you mean. Whenever I would hear a new song by them, I would Be like WTF is this about, because pretty much all their songs have some deep meaning no matter how vague it may be.

Another R.E.M. song Man On The Moon

Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Monopoly, twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See you in heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

Here's a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling (wrestling bears). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy, are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool

FUCKING MAGNETS EVERYWHERE IN THIS BITCH
Even though I hate Pink and her kind of music, I have to say that these lyrics are good, in my opinion:

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
Don't take me serious. If you feel offended... I'm just kidding.