Artist: Madonna
Album: Confessions On A Dance Floor (2005)
Time goes by so slowly (6x)
so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Ring ring ring goes the telephone
The lights are on but there's no-one home
Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two
And I'm done
I'm hanging up on you
I can't keep on waiting for you
I know that you're still hesitating
Don't cry for me
'cause I'll find my way
you'll wake up one day
but it'll be too late
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Album: Confessions On A Dance Floor (2005)
Time goes by so slowly (6x)
so slowly so slowly so slowly so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Ring ring ring goes the telephone
The lights are on but there's no-one home
Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two
And I'm done
I'm hanging up on you
I can't keep on waiting for you
I know that you're still hesitating
Don't cry for me
'cause I'll find my way
you'll wake up one day
but it'll be too late
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Vastaukset 4
Vanhimmat
Artist: Madonna
Album: Confessions On A Dance Floor (2005)
How High
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
[repeat]
It's funny
I spent my whole life wanting to be talked about
I did it
Just about everything
To see my name in lights
Was it all worth it
And how did I earn it
Nobody's perfect
I guess I deserve it
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
Does this get any better
Should I carry on
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter
It's funny
How everybody mentions my name
But they're never really nice
I took it
Just about everything
Except my own advice
Was it all worth it
And how did I earn it
Nobody's perfect
I guess I deserve it
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
Does this get any better
Should I carry on
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter
(Nothing lasts forever)
(Doesn't make a difference)
How high
Doesn't make a difference
Nothing lasts forever
Should I
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
Should I carry on
Will it matter when I'm gone
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
Does this get any better
Should I carry on
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make
Does this get any better
Should I carry on
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter
Future Lovers
I'm gonna tell you about love
Let's forget your life
Forget your problems
Administration, bills and loans
Come with me
In the evidence of its brilliance [repeat]
In the demonstration of this evidence
Some have called it religion
This is not a coincidence
Would you like to try
Connect to the sky
Future lovers ride
They're in mission style
Would you like to try
Let me be your guide
Cut inside your pride
Future lovers hide
Love inside their eyes
In the evidence of its brilliance [repeat]
Love controlled by time
Future lovers shine
For eternity
In a world that's free
Put away your past
Love will never last
If you're holding on
To a dream that's gone
I'm gonna tell you about love
Would you like to try
In the evidence of it's brilliance [repeat]
There's no love like the future love
Come with me
Connect to the sky
Future lovers ride
They're in mission style
Would you like to try
Let me be your guide
Cut inside your pride
Future lovers hide
Love inside their eyes
In the evidence of its brilliance [repeat]
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