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Dorm în sufragerie (parodie Alina Eremia - A fost o nebunie)

Scumpule, ţie ţi se pare că eu m-am îngrăşat?
Păi...

Azi ştiu că am fost un bou,
C-am zis că ai mai pus pe tine.
Dar nu cred că era necesar
Să mă-njuri şi să arunci cu farfuria în mine.

E tardiv să cred că mă vei mai ierta,
Când încă o farfurie zboară în faţa mea.
Închid ochii şi-mi spun: Prostule, ce faci,
Nu mai vorbi, doar ascultă şi taci.

Dorm în sufragerie sau dorm iar pe covor,
Tu te superi pe mine prea uşor, uşor, uşor.
Dorm în sufragerie şi mă gândesc la noi,
Că Velea avea dreptate, 'Dragostea se face-n minim doi'.

Şi ce frumos era,
Dormeam în dreapta ta.
Iar tu mă dezveleai,
Uşor, uşor, uşor, uşor.

Asta e o gafă între sute,
Pe care tu le faci mereu.
Prostia nu-i o calitate,
Şi am realizat că mama mea avea dreptate.

Dar eu încă sper că te mai pot schimba,
Că pot să mai repar ce-a stricat maica-ta.
Îmi pare rau, Andrei, dar nu mai merge aşa,
Arată-mi inelul sau dispari din faţa mea.

Dormi în sufragerie sau dormi iar pe covor,
Să stau cu tine-n casă nu-i uşor, uşor, uşor.
Dormi în sufragerie, altceva să nu speri,
Cu mine în pat nu vii până când n-o să mă ceri.

Aştept de patru ani,
Îmi spui că n-avem bani.
Dar ştii că dintr-o nuntă
Ii faci uşor, uşor, uşor.

Văd că te-ai supărat,
Dar eu nu am zis că te-ai îngrăşat.
Nu vreau să fii tristă, vreau să fii fericită.
Tu, baby, nu eşti grasă, eşti puţin mai împlinită.

Acum începi cu priviri inocente,
Cu scuze proaste şi complimente.
Trebuie să înveţi când să spui 'Îmi pare rau',
Că, uneori, tu poţi să fii cel mai mare bou.

Dorm în sufragerie sau dorm iar pe covor,
Tu te superi pe mine prea uşor, uşor, uşor.
Dormi în sufragerie, altceva să nu speri,
Cu mine în pat nu vii până când n-o să mă ceri.

Aştept de patru ani,
Îmi spui că nu ai bani.
De-asta îţi urez
Somn uşor, uşor, uşor.

Alina, stai aşa,
Hai, fii soţia mea,
Că ratele se fac.

Uşor, uşor, uşor, uşor

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Queen of Darkness

Grey goose all over my new shoes
Yo, these are Balenciaga six inch heels
They think i'm GaGa
 
Bitch i think i'm Gacy
Black bra lacey
Be you can't guess what color my panties are, baby
Room full of candles
Ashes on the mantle
Of the boys who found me just a little too hot to handle
Damn, yo this is just a side gig
I'm chilling, kid
Put me in a cell because
Well, I'm just killing it
 
Now they got my fingerprints
Underwear as evidence
Choked that boy to death, yeah
just as he was getting it
Strap-on, black thong
Now I got you under me
See a little blood drip
And now i'm getting hungry
Only satisfied by the finest things in life
like Rodarte and Margiela
And making boys cry
 
I am the motherfucking hardest rap bitch in the game
And i don't blame all you biters, 'cause I'd probably do the same
I'm the queen of darkness black leather harness
Damn, I look cute but i'm far from harmless
Don't be a alarmed 'cause it's just me
 

Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoe
He jumped so high, he jumped so high
And then he'd lightly touched down
 
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was
Down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
As the smoke ran out
He talked of life, he talked of life
He laughed, clicked his heels and stepped
 
He said his name 'Bojangles' and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants and favorite stance
Oh, he jumped so high
And then he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around
 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance!
 
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the South
He spoke through tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Travelled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
After twenty years he still grieves
 
He said: 'I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
'Cause I drinks a bit'
He shook his head, and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him please, please
 
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance!
 

The sideboard song

Mother phoned up last night, she was going spare,
she was in a temper pulling out her hair
You're sister's courtin' a scruffy looking ted,
father don't give a monkeys and this is what he said:
 
I don't care, I don't care,
I don't care if he comes round here
I've got my beer in the sideboard here
let Mother sort it out if he comes round here
 
I said to me mother let me 'ave a talk to dad,
so he comes to the telephone, he wasn't half mad
Said she's got no sense silly little cow
and if he comes round here there's gonna be a row
 
I'll tell ya something else and all he's never got a job,
he hangs around the betting shop the lazy little yob
Mother says calm down now, he's alright,
but they're out there snogging in the passage all night
 
I don't care, I don't care,
I don't care if he comes round here
I've got my beer in the sideboard here
let Mother sort it out if he comes round here
 
If he comes round here, I've got my beer,
let Mother sort it out, In the sideboard here,
got my beer, let Mother sort it out
I don't care if he comes round here,
 
You'd think he was a tramp with the stubble on his chin,
he looks like something that the cat's brought in,
Never got no money, smokes all my fags,
got holes in his soles and he's hanging in rags
On top of that he said to tell ya why I've got the 'ump,
she had a skinny little belly now its sticking out the front
Nothing seems to fit her and she's running out of clothes,
if he keeps on taking liberties I'll punch him on the nose
 

May

[Verse 1]
I've been lying here just wondering how I lived
Without you
Everyday I find a little more to love
About you
I can't say how I got my arms around you
Everyday you pull me just a little closer to you

[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause you're a dream
And I'm a dreamer

[Chorus]
May
I've got a ring
And it's fit for your finger
May
I'm in deep
But you're pulling me deeper
May

[Verse 2]
I've been wondering what wrong turn it took
That lead you down my street
I don't know if you were lost
Or out looking for me
I can't say what is real and what is make belief
But oh May
I think you and I were meant to be

[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Well I don't care what
All our friends say
'Cause they don't know how we feel
How could they?
Let 'em talk now
All they want to
'Cause you got me and
May, I got you

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