Rap
Bring a bucket and a mop for this
WAP
cant read my cant read my no you cant read my
Pokerface
Look at the stars
Look how they shine for you
your lips my lips
Apocalipse
acting on our best behavior turn your back on mother nature
Everybody wants to rule the world
I been in the hills
F**king superstars feeling like a rockstar
Shed take the world off my shoulders
If it was ever hard to move
I should be over all the butterflies
but Im into you
If a ten ton truck killed the both of us
To die by your side would be a heavenly way to die
If everybody had an ocean
Across the USA
Sun is down, Freezing cold,
Thats how you already know, winters here
Dont blame me for falling
I was just a little boy
Im going back to 505
If its a seven hour flight or a 45 minute drive
I want you to stay, till im in the grave
Till i rot away, and get buried
Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just just a girl who claims that i am the one
She takes my money when im in need
Yeah shes a trifling friend indeed
Easy come easy go, thats just how you live oh,
take take take it all but you never give
Sometimes the dreamers finally wake up
Dont wake me im not dreaming
Cigarette Daydream, you were only 17
So sweet with a mean streak, nearly brought me to my knees
All we hear is
Radio Gaga
In the 90210 90210
Looking for that alley
The sun may rise in the east, at least its settled in a final location
Its understood that Hollywood sells californication
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake chinese rubber plant
Now i dont hardly know her
but i think i could love her
Crimson and clover