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12/10/2002 |
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3. | Holiday |
4. | Whatever It Takes |
5. | Heaven's Been A Long Time Coming |
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7. | Jezebel |
8. | The Letter |
9. | This Is My Life |
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11. | Feel The Rain |
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REFUGEECAMP
TURN ME UP GIVE ME SOME MORE
TOM JONES YOUR READY BABY
YEAH THAT’S IT
LET’GO
REFREIN:
1, 2 TOM’S COMING FOR YOU
3, 4 GONNA BUST THROUGH YOUR DOOR
5, 6 YOU BETTER LOCK UP YOUR CHICKS
7, 8 BEFORE IT’S TO LATE
ACT RIGHT LADIES SEEM FORGOT BODY
FEELS LIKE PUSSYCATS COME OUT
LATE NIGHT NO MATTER WHERE THEY ROME
THEY ALWAYS GONNA COME HOME TO TOM JONES
30 YEARS STRONG NEVER WENT WRONG
STILL IN THE GAME I DECIDE WHEN I’M GONE
NOW I’M GONNA SET THE WHOLE HOUSE ON FIRE
I WON’T STOP ROCKING TILL I RETIRE
YOU KNOW AND I KNOW YOU GOTTA MOVE ON THE DANCEFLOOR
WE’RE BLOWING UP THIS PARTY WITH THIS SEXBOMB
TAKE MY HAND UNDERSTAND I’LL ROCK FOR YEARS ALL ACROSS THE LAND
SO LET ME SEE YOU SHAKE IT TILL THE SUN COMES
REFREIN:
NOW YOUR IN THE MOOD
SO LET ME SEE YOU MOVE
I GOT YOU HYNOTIZED WITH THE SOUND OF THE GROOVE
FROM LONDON TO L.A
AND BACK TO THE N.Y
TURN ON YOUR SATELITES SO WE CAN SEE IT WORLDWIDE
YOU KNOW AND I KNOW YOU GOTTA MOVE ON THE DANCEFLOOR
WE’RE BLOWING UP THIS PARTY WITH THIS SEXBOMB
TAKE MY HAND UNDERSTAND I ‘LL ROCK FOR YEARS ALL ACROSS THE LAND
SO LET ME SEE YOU SHAKE IT TILL THE SUN COMES
REFREIN:
PUSSYCATS COME OUT LATE NIGHT
GIRL YOU MAKE ME WANNA HOLLER
TOM JONES INTERNATIONAL BABY (3*)
REFREIN:
TOM JONES OH OH OH OH OH TOM JONES (2*)
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I’M STILL YOUNG AT HEART
I PLAY THE PART
I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO GOOD
WHEN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN NO LONGER SCREAMS FOR ME
AND THE RECORD COMPAGNIE DON’T SEND NO LIMO’S FOR ME
AND THE YOUNG GIRLS THEY THINK THAT I’M TOO OLD
REFREIN:
I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS
WITH A MIKE AND A GUITAR I USED TO RACKET ON ANY STAGE, ANY STAGE
FROM THE HOOD TO THE SUBURBS IN THE THEATER NEAR YOU
THE BIG NEONLIGHTS WHENEVER WE CAME THROUGH
PEOPLE PUSHING THROUGH LIKE THEY DON’T NO WHAT TO DO
BOUNCERS SCREAMING HE, HE, HE
AIN’T NO PUSHING TO THE BACK OF THE LINE
DON’T YOU KNOW
EVERYBODY’S BOUND TO GET IN
WAIT YOUR TURN
TICKETHOLDERS ARE FIRST ON THE LINE
BUT IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN
A HUNDERD GIRLS RUSHED THAT DOOR
AIN’T NO WHAT THE BOUNCERS SAY
THEY WENT TO THE CLUB SCREAMING TOM
IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN THE SAY
DJ PLAY THIS REQUEST
ALLRIGHT
THINKING OF MY YOUNGER ROWDY DAYS
I KNOW MY PEOPLE SAY
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE ,HE
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE, HE
WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES THAT’S THE ONLY STARS I SEE
AND I GO THROUGH NEW YORK WITH NO SECURITY
AND ON THE BILLBOARDS I’M NO LONGER NUMBER ONE
REFREIN:I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS ETC
IT WAS YOUNG AND ROWDY
NOW I’M OLD AND ROWDY
AS LONG AS I STAY ROWDY
NOTHING GONNA BE CLOUDY
REFREIN:
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-FIVE
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SIX
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SEVEN
I FELT I WAS IN HEAVEN
IT STILL FEELS GOOD
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
NOW WE’RE IN A
NEW MILLENIUM
I CAN DIG IT
I STILL DIG IT
I STILL DO IT
CAUSE I LOVE IT YES I DO
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Heaven's Been A Long Time Coming |
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This is TJ, dedicating this song to Leadbelly
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Shes from Birmingham, bambalam
Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way she shake that thing, bambalam
Oh she make me sing, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She really get me high, bambalam
You know thats no lie, bambalam
Shes so rock steady, bambalam
Oh shes always ready, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronicish Vocal Interlude*
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Black Betty had a child, bambalam
She swears its mine, bambalam
She must be out of her mind, bambalam
She must think I'm blind, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
Oh Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronic Vocal Interlude*
Monday she got me arrested,
On Tuesday up in jail,
Wednesday my trail was attested,
Thursday she posted my bail,
Friday we went walking,
Saturday I was outta my door,
On Sunday we was talkin,
Back on Monday she pawned all my clothes
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Shes from Birmingham, bambalam
Way down in Alabama, bambalam
The way she shake that thing, bambalam
Oh she make me sing, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
She really get me high, bambalam
You know thats no lie, bambalam
Shes so rock steady, bambalam
Oh shes always ready, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
Whoa Black Betty, bambalam
*Electronic Vocal Interlude*
Whooooa Black Betty!
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I know it's late
I know you're weary
I know your plans
Don't include me
Still here we are
Both of us lonely
Longing for shelter
From all that we see
Why should we worry
No one will care girl
Look at the stars
So far away
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
Deep in my soul
I've been so lonely
All of my hopes
Fading away
I've longed for love
Like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching
Even after today
So there it is girl
I've said it all now
And here we are babe
What do you say?
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
I know it's late
I know you're weary
I know your plans
Fon't include me
Still here we are,
Both of us lonely
Both of us lonely
We've got tonight,
who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it last,
Let's find a way
Turn out the light,
Come take my hand now
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
Why don't you stay?
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I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
Adore you, and want you so
I'm just a no one,
With nothing to give you but Oh
I Love You
He, He buys you diamonds
Bright, sparkling diamonds
But believe me, dear when I say,
That he can give you the world,
But he'll never love you the way
I Love You
He can take you anyplace he wants
To fancy clubs and restaurants
But I can only watch you with
My nose pressed up against the window pane
I, I who have nothing
I, I who have no one
Must watch you, go dancing by
Wrapped in the arms of somebody else
When darling it's I
Who Loves you
I Love You
I Love You
I Love You
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