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Hot In the Night
04:35
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Oh hey man look at that girl over there she's hot
She's fantastic do you think she likes music?
Hot in the night, yeah
Hey girl what's wrong? (Nothing)
Come with me I'll show you
(What?) My favorite song
Just look at her (Yeah)
She's nice
Get's my attention (I know)
She's so so hot
Let's go now (Ooh)
Hot in the night
We go tonight hot action streets
Artistic places museums and drinks
Ladies of style hot boys that flash
Collision in our dance cool red wine crystal glass
You like the oil paint
What does it mean?
I know the heat we feel the silt is inbetween
Stereo in my fast car
Who is your crush?
Can I select your passion?
Parisian musk
I see the waterfall
The waiters wish
To see us through the curtain
Engaged in kiss
Hot in the night my action
Romantic fun my mission
Good restaurant white linen
Feed my good love addiction
White hot
Heat seeking
Lazer guided
Night vision
Music and dancing
Hot in the night (yeah)
I like every note in music
I like every musical sound
I'm in love with nighttime cruising
Especially with the top pulled down
Hot girls in minks
Cool boys with drinks
Hot girls in minks
Tough boys with drinks
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2. |
Gladiator
04:13
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Strutting out from the underground
I emerge to a roaring sound
Grass submits to my silver spikes
Despite their hopes, I win tonight
Full peripheral intake high
First impression a crash collide
I provide the bravado run
stadium star, savior has come
If my strength and momentum are pure
No resistance I cannot endure
A celestial gladiator
Tuning up so to rock precise
Backstage fine congac and shaved ice
Hit the stage with triumphant chords
Everyone chants all of my words
High vibration melodic bliss
No one else can entrance like me
They project music dreams on me
I reciprocate so powerfully
I've got anthems to lessen their pain
They'll exult me to higher terrain
Maximum stadium entertained
Stadium star
People need to see me shine
Sports and guitar
Whatever style you have in mind
Give it to me
Enthusiasm energy
Stadium star
They're gonna make a god of me
Stadium star
When I started to practice
Sports and guitar
How could I have known
Give it to me
I'd achieve power magic
Stadium star
But it's not on my own
Stadium star
On the hands of believers
Sports and guitar
I am lifted beyond
Give it to me
With my champion actions
Stadium star
We make stadium songs
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3. |
Emerald Conquest
04:38
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There's no going back from this now
We must take the best, to live the best
Rooftops of glass I am the spy of your secrets sleek
Mystery boats cutting waves under moonrays heat
When I set out on the conquest of winning the emerald ice
I will not lose even as they attack my life
Mission amazing lights on the windshield
flashing like comets in dance
I work for victory money not glory
You'll not know when I advance
Emerald conquest
Rooftops of glass
Jewels in black velvet tied to her generous hips
She's my accomplice
Slide down the catwalk like mercury milk off a swan
Emerald conquest
Emerald conquest
Rooftops of glass
Do you not so slick police detectives like
how we elude you? Yeah
It's a shame you're not gorgeous in ivory
mink we'd seduce you, Yeah
Emerald conquest the maximum contest
of intellect, passion and stealth
We've both impeccable taste so how dare you
inquire what I keep for myself
Emerald conquest the maximum contest
of intellect, passion and stealth
We've both impeccable taste so how dare you
inquire what I keep for myself
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4. |
Market for Love
04:15
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I sit up
It empties out my innards
I log on
I love the dreams that appear
and I know
it's just a pretty picture
but you'll see
I could be someone else
and I am close to believing
I could catch the fire
and could be someone else
and try as many times as I can
and we could find our true self
I can market me to get what I need
I can market me for love
You see me quickly
Do you like me?
Do you like me
before you move on?
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5. |
A Kiss
05:54
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Clipping through the walls
where we used to sweat and love
a reflection almost lost
I remember...life here
but I can't...feel a pulse anymore
anymore
Haunted holograms seen in parallax
cut right through
like a Xanadu of rich amnesiacs
and these shiny new developments
filled with silhouettes
Could I ever stop to feel your face?
Your pain...your grace
We pass like strangers in the night
We pass light highway lights in the night
Could the space between us
somehow cross this space inside?
All that I crave, a kiss on the lips
A kiss on the lips, how sweet!
I wanna feel the spirit
and feel your spirit move in me
How sweet!
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