What an amazing time
What a family
How did the years go by?
Now it's only me
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Like a cat in heat stuck in a moving car
A scary conversation
Shut my eyes, can't find the brake
What if they say that you're a climber?
Naturally I'm worried if I do it alone
Who really cares? 'Cause it's your life
You never know, it could be great
Take a chance 'cause you might grow
Oh, oh-oh
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Take a chance you stupid ho
Like an echo pedal, you're repeating yourself
You know it all by heart
Why are you standing in one place? (Uh-huh)
Born to blossom, bloom to perish
Your moment will run out 'cause of your sex chromosome
I know it's so messed up how our society all thinks (for sure)
Life is short, you're capable (uh-huh)
Oh, oh-oh
Look at your watch now
You're still a super hot female
You got your million dollar contract
And they're all waiting for your hot track
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
I can't wait to go
Back and do Japan
Get me lots of brand new fans
Osaka, Tokyo
You Harajuku girls
Damn, you've got some wicked style, go
Look at your watch now
You're still a super hot female
You got your million dollar contract
And they're all waiting for your hot track
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
Take a chance you stupid ho
Take a chance you stupid ho
What you waiting for?
What you waiting for?
Take a chance you stupid ho
Take a chance you stupid ho
Gwen Stefani - Love. Angel. Music. Baby. Album Lyrics
Gwen Stefani - Love. Angel. Music. Baby. Lyrics
Writer: Gwen Stefani, Linda Perry
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rich Girl
If I was a Rich Girl
Na [ x15 ]
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class to my
fancy house in London town
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know
If I was rich girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na nah)
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know
[ EVE: ]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all love
What? Give it up
What?
(shouldn't matter) [ x4 ]
What
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all the love
What? Give it up
What? (shouldn't matter)
What happened to my life? Turned up side down
Chicks that blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
Original track and ting
You know you can't buy these things
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B I rock the
fetish people you know who I am
[ Eve and Stefani: ]
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
now we ain't gettin' nothing but love
If I was rich girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na nah)
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
Na [ x15 ]
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
Think what that money could bring
I'd buy everything
Clean out Vivienne Westwood
In my Galliano gown
No, wouldn't just have one hood
A Hollywood mansion if I could
Please book me first class to my
fancy house in London town
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know
If I was rich girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na nah)
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
I'd get me four Harajuku girls to
Inspire me and they'd come to my rescue
I'd dress them wicked, I'd give them names
Love, Angel, Music, Baby
Hurry up and come and save me
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
All the riches baby, bring what your love can bring
All the riches baby, won't mean anything
Don't need no other baby
Your lovin' is better than gold and I know
[ EVE: ]
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all love
What? Give it up
What?
(shouldn't matter) [ x4 ]
What
Come together all over the world
From the hoods of japan Harajuku girls
What? It's all the love
What? Give it up
What? (shouldn't matter)
What happened to my life? Turned up side down
Chicks that blew ya mind, ding, it's the second round
Original track and ting
You know you can't buy these things
See Stefani and her L.A.M.B I rock the
fetish people you know who I am
[ Eve and Stefani: ]
Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked
I hope you can all keep up
We climbed all the way from the bottom to the top
now we ain't gettin' nothing but love
If I was rich girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na nah)
See, I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
No man could test me, impress me, my
cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the
world, if I was a wealthy girl
Writer: CHANTAL KREVIAZUK, ANDRE YOUNG, MARK BATSON, KARA DIOGUARDI, EVE JEFFERS, MIKE ELIZONDO, JERRY BOCK, SHELDON HARNICK, GWEN STEFANI
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BOCK IP LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BOCK IP LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Hollaback Girl
Uh-huh, this my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
So that's right, dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us wanna be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing
Another one bites the dust
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
I heard that you were talking shit
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
So that's right, dude, meet me at the bleachers
No principals, no student-teachers
Both of us wanna be the winner, but there can only be one
So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all
Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you
That's right, I'm the last one standing
Another one bites the dust
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again this shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas, B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
'Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit, this my shit
Writer: Gwen Renee Stefani, Pharrell L. Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cool
It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right
And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
Yeah, I know we're cool
And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we're hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
C-cool
Ah ah I know we're cool, ah ah
Ah, I know we're cool
C-cool, yeah I know we're cool
Me and you
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right
And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
Yeah, I know we're cool
And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we're hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
C-cool
Ah ah I know we're cool, ah ah
Ah, I know we're cool
C-cool, yeah I know we're cool
Me and you
Writer: Dallas Austin, Gwen Stefani
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Bubble Pop Electric
Come on Johnny when you gonna get here?
Alright hold your pretty horses ill be there in a minute you just get yourself dolled up alright
toots and you pick a place you just pick a place
Um Johnny
Yeah Gwenie Gwen Gwen
You might wanna hurry because tonight is the night
I'm empty I need fulfilling yes I do love
To the ceiling when I do love
I get this feeling when I'm in Love
I'm restless can't you see I try my bestest
To be good girl because it's just us
So take me now and do me justice
I'm waiting patiently
Anticipating your arrival
And I'm hating
It takes so long to get to my house
To take me out
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC [x2]
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
Ok now, I understand he's on his way now
But jeez louise I mean today now
I can't wait I wanna play now
I'm antsy
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC pansies
My sweet tooth I want your candy
The Queen Of England would say it randy
I'm itchy
I wish you would come and scratch me
Tonight I'm falling won't you catch me
Swoop on by so you can snatch me
And take me out
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
I'll get it
Hey Johnny
Let me go grab my sweater
Hi Mr.Stefani
Bye mom
so baby where wanna go huh?
The need to be satisfied
Come pick me up I want a ride
Hurry, hurry come to me
Drive in movie
Drive in move me
Drive into me
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
You've gotta get it
(straight to me, drive in movie)
Take it to the back seat
Run it like a track meet
(come to me, drive in movie)
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
Alright hold your pretty horses ill be there in a minute you just get yourself dolled up alright
toots and you pick a place you just pick a place
Um Johnny
Yeah Gwenie Gwen Gwen
You might wanna hurry because tonight is the night
I'm empty I need fulfilling yes I do love
To the ceiling when I do love
I get this feeling when I'm in Love
I'm restless can't you see I try my bestest
To be good girl because it's just us
So take me now and do me justice
I'm waiting patiently
Anticipating your arrival
And I'm hating
It takes so long to get to my house
To take me out
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC [x2]
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
Ok now, I understand he's on his way now
But jeez louise I mean today now
I can't wait I wanna play now
I'm antsy
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC pansies
My sweet tooth I want your candy
The Queen Of England would say it randy
I'm itchy
I wish you would come and scratch me
Tonight I'm falling won't you catch me
Swoop on by so you can snatch me
And take me out
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
I'll get it
Hey Johnny
Let me go grab my sweater
Hi Mr.Stefani
Bye mom
so baby where wanna go huh?
The need to be satisfied
Come pick me up I want a ride
Hurry, hurry come to me
Drive in movie
Drive in move me
Drive into me
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
You've gotta get it
(straight to me, drive in movie)
Take it to the back seat
Run it like a track meet
(come to me, drive in movie)
Tonight I'm gonna give you all my love in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Gonna speed it down and slow it up in the back seat
BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC
Uh-O in the back seat
Writer: ANDRE BENJAMIN, GWEN STEFANI
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Luxurious
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly first-class desires, you're my limousine
So eloquent, the way we ride, our passion, it just multiplies
There's platinum lightning in the sky
Look I'm livin' like a queen
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Sugar, honey, sexy baby
When we touch it turns to gold
Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose
You know you are my treasure chest
It's pure perfection when we kiss and
You're my Mr., I'm your Miss
Gonna be until we're old
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're loaded and we're gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're hooked up with the love cause we grow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we got hydroponic love and we're smokin'
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we burn it, you and I, we are so lit
And we're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly first-class desires, you're my limousine
So eloquent, the way we ride, our passion, it just multiplies
There's platinum lightning in the sky
Look I'm livin' like a queen
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Sugar, honey, sexy baby
When we touch it turns to gold
Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose
You know you are my treasure chest
It's pure perfection when we kiss and
You're my Mr., I'm your Miss
Gonna be until we're old
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're loaded and we're gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're hooked up with the love cause we grow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we got hydroponic love and we're smokin'
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we burn it, you and I, we are so lit
And we're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Writer: CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER H JASPER, ERNIE ISLEY, GWEN STEFANI, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © EMBARK MUSIC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © EMBARK MUSIC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Harajuku Girls
Wa mono - there's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(at the super lovers store)
Yoji Yamamoto, I'm hanging with the locals
Where the catwalk got its claws, all you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls in the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Harajuku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Harajuku Girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl, in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the states, got me feeling couture (it's really cool)
What's that you got on? Is it Comme des Garcons?
Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong, mixed up with second hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano) (no)
Flipped the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I got expensive taste (oh, well) guess I better save up (cho takai)
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Work it, express it, live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
You bring style and color all around the world. (You Harajuku Girls)
You bring style and color all around the world. (You Harajuku Girls)
You're looking so distinctive like D.N.A., like nothing I've ever seen in the U.S.A.
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing is something to encounter
A Ping-Pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection?
Just wait 'til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.,
'Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk (bishoujo you're so vogue)
That's what you drop
Cho saikou - Harajuku Girls
And that's what you drop, that's what you drop
Cho saikou - Harajuku Girls
And that's what you drop, that's what you drop
(I don't think you understand I'm your biggest fan)
(Gwen Stefani - you like me?)
Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style.
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(at the super lovers store)
Yoji Yamamoto, I'm hanging with the locals
Where the catwalk got its claws, all you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls in the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Harajuku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Harajuku Girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl, in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the states, got me feeling couture (it's really cool)
What's that you got on? Is it Comme des Garcons?
Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong, mixed up with second hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano) (no)
Flipped the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I got expensive taste (oh, well) guess I better save up (cho takai)
Harajuku Girls you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are, I am your biggest fan
Work it, express it, live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
You bring style and color all around the world. (You Harajuku Girls)
You bring style and color all around the world. (You Harajuku Girls)
You're looking so distinctive like D.N.A., like nothing I've ever seen in the U.S.A.
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing is something to encounter
A Ping-Pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection?
Just wait 'til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.,
'Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk (bishoujo you're so vogue)
That's what you drop
Cho saikou - Harajuku Girls
And that's what you drop, that's what you drop
Cho saikou - Harajuku Girls
And that's what you drop, that's what you drop
(I don't think you understand I'm your biggest fan)
(Gwen Stefani - you like me?)
Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style.
Writer: BOBBY ROSS JR. AVILA, IZZY AVILA, JAMES SAMUEL III HARRIS, JAMES HARRIS III, TERRY LEWIS, GWEN STEFANI, JAMES WRIGHT, JAMES QUENTON WRIGHT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Crash
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
I wander round the room and I'm getting things ready
I picture you driving, just like Mario Andretti
I got the cush, Kettle One, waiting for your engine
Your Grand Prix attention, it's gonna be a party
Don't forget to make a you-turn
I see you left your blinker on
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home (a-oh, a-oh)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Driving fast in your car
I've got you tracked on my radar, oh
It's just such a trip, how you're still my speed racer
You got me so addicted, just like a free-baser
I want you all over me like L.A.M.B.
So get here A.S.A.P., it's gonna be a party
Don't forget to make a you-turn (don't forget to get here)
I see you left your blinker on (you see, I want to get it on)
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home (you know you need me so come back)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Now you know you're qualified
You're in the pole position
Put it in first gear, step on the pedal and drive fast
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
(I'm ready for you)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
(Me and you boo)
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
(Don't make me wait too long)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
(For me and you boo)
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
I wander round the room and I'm getting things ready
I picture you driving, just like Mario Andretti
I got the cush, Kettle One, waiting for your engine
Your Grand Prix attention, it's gonna be a party
Don't forget to make a you-turn
I see you left your blinker on
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home (a-oh, a-oh)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Driving fast in your car
I've got you tracked on my radar, oh
It's just such a trip, how you're still my speed racer
You got me so addicted, just like a free-baser
I want you all over me like L.A.M.B.
So get here A.S.A.P., it's gonna be a party
Don't forget to make a you-turn (don't forget to get here)
I see you left your blinker on (you see, I want to get it on)
I got it rolled and ready here to burn
Meet me back at home (you know you need me so come back)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Now you know you're qualified
You're in the pole position
Put it in first gear, step on the pedal and drive fast
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
Back it up, back it up
You got it, you got it
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
You got it, you got it
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
(I'm ready for you)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
(Me and you boo)
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
(Don't make me wait too long)
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
(For me and you boo)
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Come on baby, please hurry up, you know I'm waiting for you
Writer: STEVE STEVENS, TERRY BOZZIO, TONY LEVIN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Real Thing
I've seen your face a thousand times
Have all your stories memorized
I've kissed your lips a million ways
But I still love to have you around
I've held you too many times to count
I think I know you inside out
And we're together most days
But I still love to have you around
You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time
You're a salty water ocean wave
You knock me down, you kiss my face
I know the storms will always come
But I still love to have you around
Heaven knows what will come next
So emotional, you're so complex
A rollercoaster built to crash
But I still love to have you around
You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time (it's only you and I)
It's you there when I close my eyes
And you in the morning
I never thought you'd still be mine
Or I'd really need to have you around
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I need you, you're my love supply
Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I want you to stay
In my life (every day, every night)
Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I need you, you're my love supply
Have all your stories memorized
I've kissed your lips a million ways
But I still love to have you around
I've held you too many times to count
I think I know you inside out
And we're together most days
But I still love to have you around
You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time
You're a salty water ocean wave
You knock me down, you kiss my face
I know the storms will always come
But I still love to have you around
Heaven knows what will come next
So emotional, you're so complex
A rollercoaster built to crash
But I still love to have you around
You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time (it's only you and I)
It's you there when I close my eyes
And you in the morning
I never thought you'd still be mine
Or I'd really need to have you around
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I need you, you're my love supply
Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I want you to stay
In my life (every day, every night)
Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I need you, you're my love supply
Writer: LINDA PERRY, GWEN STEFANI
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Serious
Baby, I don't know when the danger came
I wanna find someone that I can blame
Call the doctor cause I am sick in love
And I can't help it
Baby, I'm worried about my mental state
Don't know if I'll recuperate
Think it's serious, gone from bad to worse
And I'm in trouble
I think I'm coming down with something
I know it gonna need your medicine
So help me now, I'm freaking out lover
This love is serious (everybody knows I'm mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (not gonna let no one get hold of you)
Baby, baby
Cause this love is serious, we're seriously onto something
Lover, you love me like no one can
So if I'm crazy hope you understand
Hurry doctor come, need to get me some
You know what time it is
I think I'm coming down with something
I know it gonna need your medicine
So help me now, I'm freaking out lover
This love is serious (everybody knows I'm mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (let no one get hold of you)
Baby you're mine (you're seriously fine)
And you know I can't stand
How the girls all wanna be getting all up in my place
So get off of my man and don't try to mess with me
Cause this love is serious, we're seriously onto something
You got me so delirious, I'm under your control
Point it at me if you must, your arrow's got me poisoned
Tell me what my treatment is, your love's got me insane
My prescription is your kiss and boy you got me wantin' it
I wanna find someone that I can blame
Call the doctor cause I am sick in love
And I can't help it
Baby, I'm worried about my mental state
Don't know if I'll recuperate
Think it's serious, gone from bad to worse
And I'm in trouble
I think I'm coming down with something
I know it gonna need your medicine
So help me now, I'm freaking out lover
This love is serious (everybody knows I'm mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (not gonna let no one get hold of you)
Baby, baby
Cause this love is serious, we're seriously onto something
Lover, you love me like no one can
So if I'm crazy hope you understand
Hurry doctor come, need to get me some
You know what time it is
I think I'm coming down with something
I know it gonna need your medicine
So help me now, I'm freaking out lover
This love is serious (everybody knows I'm mad for you)
You get me seriously out of my mind
And I am so into us (let no one get hold of you)
Baby you're mine (you're seriously fine)
And you know I can't stand
How the girls all wanna be getting all up in my place
So get off of my man and don't try to mess with me
Cause this love is serious, we're seriously onto something
You got me so delirious, I'm under your control
Point it at me if you must, your arrow's got me poisoned
Tell me what my treatment is, your love's got me insane
My prescription is your kiss and boy you got me wantin' it
Writer: Gwen Stefani, Tony Ashwin Kanal
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Danger Zone
I can't imagine how hard it must be to be you
Adopting all your history it's hard being me too
Are your secrets where you left them? cause now your ghosts are mine as well
I think it's time I met them and I think it's time you tell
And you should have told me when you met me all these things I should know
And I should have asked we should have talked about this so long ago
It's not fair, it's not fair, help me come up for air
Oh How's this happening to me? It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
Now we share the closet, now you've let me come inside
And now you're finally undressing and I feel like I might die
The damage is infectious, the confession is too late
And how can I accept this? How is this happening to me?
It's not fair, it's not fair, help me come up for air
How's this happening to me? It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
All your secrets
All your Lies
All of it
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
Adopting all your history it's hard being me too
Are your secrets where you left them? cause now your ghosts are mine as well
I think it's time I met them and I think it's time you tell
And you should have told me when you met me all these things I should know
And I should have asked we should have talked about this so long ago
It's not fair, it's not fair, help me come up for air
Oh How's this happening to me? It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
Now we share the closet, now you've let me come inside
And now you're finally undressing and I feel like I might die
The damage is infectious, the confession is too late
And how can I accept this? How is this happening to me?
It's not fair, it's not fair, help me come up for air
How's this happening to me? It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
All your secrets
All your Lies
All of it
We are in a mess, a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
We are in a mess,a Danger Zone
What will happen next? You never know
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Long Way To Go
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
His/Her skin wasn't the same color as mine but he/she was fine,
he/she was fine
If all men are made equal then he/she was fine, he/she was fine
Up until the time we went out on a date, I was fine, I was fine
Now I'm getting dirty looks I wonder what they'd say if we were
blind,we were blind people
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one color?
There shouldn't be a rule how to choose your lover
Lovers in love such a wonderful thing
Maybe in time we'll get together and sing
I really hope so, there's nothing wrong with this picture
We got a long way to go, we gotta get there quicker
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
What color is love? [x3]
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
... the all men are created equal...
... children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by...
... the color of their skin...
... but by the content of their character...
... this will be the day when all of God's children...
... will be able to sign with a new meaning....
... not only that.....
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
His/Her skin wasn't the same color as mine but he/she was fine,
he/she was fine
If all men are made equal then he/she was fine, he/she was fine
Up until the time we went out on a date, I was fine, I was fine
Now I'm getting dirty looks I wonder what they'd say if we were
blind,we were blind people
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one color?
There shouldn't be a rule how to choose your lover
Lovers in love such a wonderful thing
Maybe in time we'll get together and sing
I really hope so, there's nothing wrong with this picture
We got a long way to go, we gotta get there quicker
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
What color is love? [x3]
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade computer
... the all men are created equal...
... children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by...
... the color of their skin...
... but by the content of their character...
... this will be the day when all of God's children...
... will be able to sign with a new meaning....
... not only that.....
Writer: ANDRE BENJAMIN, DR MARTIN LUTHER JR KING, GWEN STEFANI
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Love. Angel. Music. Baby. is the debut solo studio album by American singer Gwen Stefani, released on November 12, 2004, by Interscope Records. Stefani, who had previously released five studio albums as lead singer of the rock band No Doubt, began recording solo material in early 2003. She began working on Love. Angel. Music. Baby. as a side project that would become a full album after No Doubt went on hiatus.
Stefani co-wrote every song on the album, collaborating with various songwriters and producers including André 3000, Dallas Austin, Dr. Dre, Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, the Neptunes and Linda Perry. The album also features guest appearances by Eve and André 3000.
Designed to sound like a 1980s dance record, Love. Angel. Music. Baby. was influenced by artists and bands such as the Cure, Lisa Lisa, New Order, Prince, Depeche Mode and Madonna. The album incorporates a diverse range of genres, including electropop, dance-rock, new wave, and soul, while lyrically, it explores themes of fashion, wealth and relationships.
Promotion of the album included the release of six commercially successful singles and the North American Harajuku Lovers Tour. While promoting, Stefani was often accompanied by backup dancers called the Harajuku Girls.
Love. Angel. Music. Baby. was met with generally positive reviews from music critics, and received a total of six Grammy Award nominations, including Album of the Year, during the 2006 ceremony.
It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200, selling 309,000 copies in its first week, eventually peaking at number five. The album has received multi-platinum sales certifications in several countries and has sold over eight million copies worldwide.
Performed By:
Gwen StefaniStefani co-wrote every song on the album, collaborating with various songwriters and producers including André 3000, Dallas Austin, Dr. Dre, Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, the Neptunes and Linda Perry. The album also features guest appearances by Eve and André 3000.
Designed to sound like a 1980s dance record, Love. Angel. Music. Baby. was influenced by artists and bands such as the Cure, Lisa Lisa, New Order, Prince, Depeche Mode and Madonna. The album incorporates a diverse range of genres, including electropop, dance-rock, new wave, and soul, while lyrically, it explores themes of fashion, wealth and relationships.
Promotion of the album included the release of six commercially successful singles and the North American Harajuku Lovers Tour. While promoting, Stefani was often accompanied by backup dancers called the Harajuku Girls.
Love. Angel. Music. Baby. was met with generally positive reviews from music critics, and received a total of six Grammy Award nominations, including Album of the Year, during the 2006 ceremony.
It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200, selling 309,000 copies in its first week, eventually peaking at number five. The album has received multi-platinum sales certifications in several countries and has sold over eight million copies worldwide.
Genre(s): Electropop, dance-rock, new wave, soul
Producer(s): Andre 3000, Dallas Austin, Dr. Dre, Nellee Hooper, Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, Tony Kanal, the Neptunes
Length: 48:27
Released: November 12th, 2004
Year: 2004