written by John Randall / Billy Lawson Jon Randall - vocals/acoustic guitar Lorrie Morgan - harmony From John Randall "Cold Coffee Morning" I use to
can't see me Again I'm killin ya on MTV Just get with it my friend(Damn another award) Dat kid done did it again(Oh my Lord) Da fantastic Boombastic
who you fuckin with You fuckin with the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas [Lil Jon
is in heat, So you better run....you better run.... Or you better hide.... Sweet talker, bad daughter, You've just begun.... The bitch is in heat So you better run.... Solo: Jon Lord
woman.... She ain't black, but, she got soul, She ain't young, she ain't old, Shi shines like silver, burns like gold.... Cos' she's a woman.... Solo: Jon Lord
's alrifgt.... We can feel fine drinking midnight wine, Cos' it's alright.... Black and blue, black and blue, Come over here,baby, And love me 'til I'm black and blue.... Solo: Jon Lord
baby [Hook] [Verse 2 - Jadakiss] It just don't look right Bullshit coke don't cook right The judge ain't throwin the book right Should thank the lord
til I'm on a "Wanted" poster, motherfuckers [Chorus: 50 Cent] I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around
(feat. Lil Jon, Lil' Wayne, T.I.) [Chorus] Stand up If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker
:] It's the YoungBloodz [Lil' Jon:] You know! [Jermaine Dupri:] Uh! [Lil' Jon:] Yeah! [Jermaine Dupri:] Lil' Jon [Lil' Jon:] Yeah! [Lil' Jon:] Yeah! [
[Jon Schaffer / Matthew Barlow] Every time you think about it It tears you up inside You curse the day your mother told you, your father died Now you
all is well Until the heart betrays Lord bring on the night Wrap it all around me Let it hold me tight Soak up all that I bleed Lord bring on the night
Left is right and right is wrong None for all and all for none I've had enough, say no to love No to love Jon Lord said that you were killed Not possibly
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva] An angel returned That night through the sky But time it was short He had to decide And so as he flew Back
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva] So, tell me Christmas Are we wise To believe in things we never see Are prayers just wishes in disguise And
, Got more than i need. Got more than i asked for, Got more than i need. Got more than i asked for, Got more than i need. - ritchie blackmore, david coverdale, jon lord
her hand. Warning came, no one cared. Earth was shakin, we stood and stared. When it came no one was spared. Still i hear "burn!" - ritchie blackmore, david coverdale, jon lord