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Girls Aloud
Girls Aloud


Информация
Откуда London, England
Жанры Pop
Electropop
Dance-Pop
Годы 2002—н.в.
Лейблы Polydor
Fascination Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Cheryl Cole
Nicola Roberts
Sarah Harding
Kimberley Walsh
Nadine Coyle



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Альбом Girls Aloud


Chemistry (05.12.2005)
05.12.2005
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No Regrets (UK bonus track)
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Racey Lacey (UK bonus track)
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Nadine: It's all about the hairline and it's all about the game
Don't ask me to say my name
Don't ask me to share my fame
it's all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames

Cheryl: You took the bait and now you looking like a fool
Don't ask how we do it so cool
Don't ask us to break the rules
it's all about the bassline, it's all about the clues

Sarah: It's all about the hairline and it's all about the game
Don't ask me to say my name
Nicola: Don't ask me to share my fame
Sarah: It's all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames

Kimberley: You took the bait and now you looking like a fool
Nicola: Don't ask how we do it so cool
Kimberley: Don't ask us to break the rules

. . .



Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls girls

Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
Dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say

Why don't you call?
Got your number got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me?

Nothing at all
Rocks my hunger like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me?

Why don't you call?
Why don't you call? Why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You got my number and it's driving me crazy

Credit cards and lobster and crystal in rounds (first class)
Back doors and bouncers only A list allowed (smart bars)
All those faces in the places to be seen
Darling we're in fashion, don't you know?

Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
Dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say

Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls

A girl's got face, fancy place
Baby can I stick with you?
A sheet's got head, head to feet
Baby what am I to do?

A girl's got style, legs for miles
Seen them walk all over you
You get your kicks like flies to shit
Buzzing round the model zoo

Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
Dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say

Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls

Where do you go?
After dinner instead of walking me home
Where do you go to?

Why don't you phone?
Someone thinner's got you talking in code
Does she mean you know me?

Why don't you call?
Why don't you call? Why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You got my number and it's driving me crazy

Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
Dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say

Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
Dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say

Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls

Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls
Girls girls girls girls girls girls


. . .


Why don’t you fool me, feed me, say you need me
Without wicked games
C’mon and hold me, hug me, say you love me
And not my dirty brain

Why don’t you fool me, feed me, say you need me
Without wicked games
C’mon and hold me, hug me, say you love me
And not my dirty brain

I got one Alabama return
That’ll take me far away from you
Cos when you take me in your arms
I turn to slave, I can’t be saved

So I got my cappuccino to go
And I’m heading for the hills again
Cos if we party any more we’ll start a fire
Of pure desire

Closer
Your mind’s flying blind with your head and your face getting red
And your heart beats closer
You fall on your knees and the geek at your feet says you’re neat
And the beat gets closer
You die for the thrill at the kill and your heart’s had its fill
But he still creeps closer
You want it to freeze but you’re weak, in too deep and the beat,
And the beat gets closer

Closer (closer)
[Repeat x4]

We give it up
And then they take it away
A girl’s got to zip it up
And get her head in the shade

Baby, we give it up
It’s just a matter of time
Before all the heavy stuff
Comes back to bite your behind

You can’t mistake my biology
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
It’s there in our thoughts

The magic number’s in front of me
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
So easily caught

You can’t mistake my biology
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
It’s there in our thoughts

We’re gonna cause a controversy
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
So easily caught

Why don’t you fool me, feed me, say you need me
Without wicked games
C’mon and hold me, hug me, say you love me
And not my dirty brain

Why don’t you fool me, feed me, say you need me
Without wicked games
C’mon and hold me, hug me, say you love me
And not my dirty brain

You can’t mistake my biology
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
It’s there in our thoughts

The magic number’s in front of me
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
So easily caught

You can’t mistake my biology
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
It’s there in our thoughts

We’re gonna cause a controversy
The way that we talk
The way that we walk
So easily caught

. . .



Poor boy Peter didn't know how
To claim his miracle, lost his way
Cost him dearly like his dad
He lost his pride to end this way

It's taken a long time (woo woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you (woo woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue (Woo woo)

I was trying to sedate him, trying not to blow
Trying not to hate him but time was as blatant as gold
Wouldn't you know?

He was clean out of feelings, nothing to say
Rings on his fingers were as fake as the kisses he gave
I said have it your way

I'm just a crazy fool, took my time thought I'd be safe, oh
I said I felt the cold, ain't got love to choose oh oh baby
I shouldn't have lost my head, shouldn't have lost the meaning that I said, yeah
yeah
I could have brought you home, get you back to what we both know, yeah yeah

Oo, did I miss my cue?
Did you back a fool?
It's what you thought of me
Baby

It's taken a long time (woo woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you (woo woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue (Woo woo)

This place, the crazy town, too much time for girls to feel strange, yeah
Take back your lazy punks, there'll never be enough no oh baby
I shouldn't have lost my head, shouldn't have lost the meaning that I said, yeah
yeah
I could have brought you home, get you back to what we both know, yeah yeah

Oo, did I miss my cue?
Did you back a fool?
It's what you thought of me
Baby

It's taken a long time (woo woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you (woo woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue (Woo woo)

It's taken a long time (woo woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you (woo woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue (Woo woo)

It's taken a long time (woo woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you (woo woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue (Woo woo)


. . .


Would you look at me
Tell me what you see
Do you see no love at all?
Or do you see in me
What you always see
In every girl that you fall for

I will show you how long is meant to be
Just watch and learn and love certainly

CHORUS
Will you ever see the day
Heartache leads astray
Good love will always come for me
Will you ever learn to love
Without a little doubt
Good love will always come from me

Can you look away
Is it we to say
That she haunts you night and day
And does it hurt your heart
When I say lets start
To heal the part that's been torn

Don't you see that
I'm really worth a try
And I say to you
I know just what to do

CHORUS

Don't you see that I
I'm really worth a try
And I say to you
I know just what to do

CHORUS X2 (to fade)

. . .



I just wanna do it to you baby, watch me go
I wanna give you combinations I could tell you but you already know, for sure
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow

At quarter past one
I was having fun
Tryna get it on
Tryna make a move

Quarter past two
I was dressed in red
Tied up to your bed
Begged you on my knees

Quarter past three
I was in the shower
Almost half an hour
You were at the door

Quarter past four
You were back again
Said your name was Ben
Then we went for more

I just wanna do it to you baby, watch me go
I wanna give you combinations I could tell you but you already know, for sure
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow

At quarter past one
I was having fun
Tryna get it on
Tryna make a move

Quarter past two
I was dressed in red
Tied up to your bed
Begged you on my knees

Quarter past three
I was in the shower
Almost half an hour
You were at the door

Quarter past four
You were back again
Said your name was Ben
Then we went for more

Strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone

So strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone

I just wanna do it to you baby, watch me go
I wanna give you combinations I could tell you but you already know, for sure
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow

Oh oh oh oh

I know what you're thinking
You been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got body feeling hot

I know what you're thinking
You been thinking bout my butt
Bet you'd like to know what's got body feeling hot

I know what you're thinking
You been thinking bout my butt


. . .



Verse 1
The candy ladies said knock knock knock,
Who wants to come to my candy shop,
I give you something to take back home,
To give you shivers that you didn't even know,
But listen honey it's drop by drop,
The stuff I'm sellin' it's hot hot hot,
Mr magic is not so toy,
He's gonna seperate the men from the boys,
If every guy's a dog then baby throw me to the wolves,
I'll never get to heaven with my glass half full

Chorus
I've been waiting, all this time for you
And I've been hatin' all this talkin baby, black and blue,
Cos I've been praying, whats a girl to do
Cos it's been hard not tryin to bite you with the things I knew

Verse 2
Hey there buttercup,
Your like a peach on ice,
I'm gonna heat your body up,
And pray that it treats me good tonight,
Hey boy saddle up,
Don't have to twist my arm,
I like it when you lift my body up,
And just enough to send me to the stars,
All night, been lookin at,
Your hard-earned, six pack
Alright, I'll take ya back,
Feels like

Repeat chorus

Middle 8
Rap bap, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm cos I'm coming through,
Rap bap, the boy can move,
Backtrack the middle till I'm in the groove

Rap bap, the boy can do,
Don't stop the rhythm cos I'm coming through,
Rap bap, the boy can move,
Backtrack the middle till I'm in the groove

Repeat verse 1

Repeat chorus


. . .



I can't talk, I've got the wrong way
Looking up what's falling down, yeah
I can't talk I've gone back the wrong way
What is the use in what I say?

I hear myself complain so I can do it again
Do it again
I give myself the blame so I get back up again
Get out of the rain

Baby, I miss you, so tell me
Is she really that beautiful? Woah
Each time she's kissed you, tell me
Is it that really that good for you?

Does she love you like I never could?
Hold you tender tell you everything's good? Woah
Would she hurt you? Cos I never could
Does she hold your body tight all night baby?

I'm talking bout a whole lotta history
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I've fallen all around when you miss me
I don't know what to do so tell me baby

Hello, did you call me?
I thought it didn't matter that you're gone
And I know, end of story
Now there's nothing but a shadow where my heart shone

I'm dammed if I do and I'm dammed and if I don't
But you cost me so much love, yeah
So finally I just decided to go
I know I've had enough, so tell me that you're not alone

I'm talking bout a whole lotta history
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I've fallen all around when you miss me
I don't know what to do so tell me baby

I'm talking bout a whole lotta history
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I've fallen all around when you miss me
I don't know what to do so tell me baby

And it keeps me spinning
And controls what happens to Monday, to Monday
And it might sound crazy
But your voice still leaves me all funky, all funky

And it keeps me spinning
And controls what happens to Monday, to Monday
And it might sound crazy
But your voice still leaves me all funky, all funky


. . .


I know you like to wear my dressing gown when I'm not there
I guess you like it in my shoes
Just cos you drive a Maserati and the ladies stare
Don't mean you'll go as fast as I do

I know it's summer in the city and the sun is high
But you could play it cool again
Cos boy I've seen you disco dancing with your pants on fire
We need a little tropical rain

So baby, baby
Watch the needle when you’re heading south
You drive me crazy
Just remember you could burn me out
Slow it down

It's been a long hot summer and it's 95 degrees in the shade
Pa-pa-paaa
It's only Sunday morning and I need that Friday feeling again
Pa-pa-paaa

You put me in a fever 50 storeys high
And suddenly I'm freezing and I don't know why
It's been a long hot summer and I'm shaking like a cool lemonade

If you wanna get fresh get out of my car
Cos the boys like you are going too fast
I'm taking my time now
If you wanna fly high keep out of the sun
When your fingers start to burn it's no fun
So why don't you climb down?

If you wanna get fresh then take a cold shower
Put your back on ice before you turn sour
Nobody can fool me
I've got pain in my head and dust in my eyes
Everytime I feel the temperature rise
I need you to cool me

I'm partying out of house and home
So baby if you fight me, how you gonna like me?
Running down that Old Kent Road
So think before you bite me, how you gonna get back home?

It's been a long hot summer and it's 95 degrees in the shade
Pa-pa-paaa
It's only Sunday morning and I need that Friday feeling again
Pa-pa-paaa

You put me in a fever 50 storeys high
And suddenly I'm freezing and I don't know why
It's been a long hot summer and I'm shaking like a cool lemonade

Cos I-I
I might be
So why-y
Do you fight me?

Cos I-I
I might be
So why-y
Do you fight me?

A little late
To take it slow
But I couldn't wait
To party

Like a cannonball
Got what I wanted
Now I've seen it all
So find me

I've ricocheted
(Pa-pa-paaa)
Around the world
Drinking pink champagne
It's easy

Turn the heat too high
(Pa-pa-paaa)
It's what I wanted
But I just can't lie
Now I'm queasy

Pa-pa-paaa
Pa-pa-paaa
Pa-pa-paaa
Pa-pa-paaa

. . .



Do you know the me that wakes and
Sees the live wire in her eyes
The It girl with a twist girl
And no one realises
Just that I'm living on a tightrope
I can't, I won't look down
I pussy-foot from drink to drink
In swinging London town

Do you know the me that wakes in places
Faces I've never seen
The mother of all hangovers
To remind me where I've been
And if I stop, I'm sickened
It really gets me down
So I step back into the city lights
The Queen of London town

It's the Queen of London town
It's the Queen of London town

New York, Monaco, Paris and Milan
Poor little rich girl
Who does it cause she can
I'm just a big time Gucci girl
A thirst in retail therapy
Now we're down the slide to rehab
And all of it for free
And with these joke filled egos
Martini sipping charm
Gigolos, stick thin models
Hanging off their arm
And yes I'm neck deep in it
I'm starting to drown
Along with all the wannabes
In swinging London town

Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Really, really know me?

Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Do you know me?
Really, really know me?

Do you know me?
Really, really know me?

Soho soaks drink Campari
Free flowing bubbly, a drop of gin
Cocktails with price tags
Make you choke on your sushi
Dressed to impress
These bright young things
Chelsea chicks drink white wine spritzers
G & T's or a bottle of beer
Hoory Henries crusing the Kings's road
And daddy's Bentley stocked full of gear

Gear, gear, gear, gear
Gear, gear, gear, gear

Do you know the me that face
G races the pages of “Hello!”?
Try hard to die hard, united on the goal
Air kissing eligible bachelors
Trust fund daddy's boys
International playgirls
Showing off their toys

And all these price tag starlets
A galaxy of stars
Buzzing round the next big thing
And checking out their cars
I guess I'm neck deep in it
I'm starting to drown
Along with all the wannabes
In swinging London town

Swinging London town
Swinging London town
Swinging London town

. . .



Oo, I tired to talk to you
Oo, it's like I can't get through
Oo, have you blown me away?
Oo, that's how you're making me feel

Hugs and kisses ??
Over and over again please help tell me which path I need to take
I know your hiding inside
And you're bad, yes it is frustrating
But if you give me the time
I've got so much to share with you I just can't get you out my mind

And now you've got me wondering what the hell I'm supposed to do
Other side of my world and I know that I'm in love with you
And if it's tugging inside we both know I took you for a ride
And honey what have I done? Oh believe me I have realised

With you, only you, I know I can be myself
Funny how I could find love with you and nobody else
I could call you crying four in the morning and you'd make it better
Even when I thought I couldn't pull through and we'd be trying together

Let your body receive what I can give
??, it's happening
Let your body reveal an innocence
Let me set you free, it's magic

Let your body receive what I can give
??, it's happening
Let your body reveal an innocence
Let me set you free, it's magic

You're in my thoughts all the time
And I can't seem to shift you from my mind
I know I made a mistake
I need some help with shifting this heartache

You're in my thoughts all the time
You're in my thoughts all the time
You're in my thoughts all the time
You're in my thoughts all the time


. . .



No regrets if just a few
Somehow they're entwined with you
No regrets I'm glad it's through and you
Left my mind

Rainy Sundays, kids TV
Fish and chips in NYC
You said we were meant to be
To be

Those super bossa nova nights
Slow dancing by the sea
So sure the cocktail hour would last
For all eternity

No regrets, no memories
Just forget those heart felt pleas
No regrets, no baby
Not for me

Those super bossa nova nights
Slow dancing by the sea
So sure the cocktail hour would last
For all eternity

No regrets, no memories
Just forget those heart felt pleas
No regrets, no baby
Not for me

Not for me

. . .



I know this girl, she's not too bright
But she's educated in bed alright
She's made seduction a work of art
A PhD with her legs apart

She's got dreamy eyes and little lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A red head through and through

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't back but in coming forward
She's got this crazy line

And so this girl, I've heard it said
Can spend up to twenty four hours in bed
She gets her suiters to wait in line
And she's worn them out by half past nine

(WITH KIM) She's got dreamy eyes and little lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A red head through and through

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't back but in coming forward
She's got this crazy line

She's got dreamy eyes and little lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoiseur of satin sheets
A red head through and through

Racey Lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't back but in coming forward

. . .


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