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Written by Freddie Mercury
Hah
Let me show it to you
Yeah, ah, hah, yeah
See what I got
I got a hell of a lot yeah
Tell me what you feel
Is it real
Is it real
You know I got what it takes
And I can take a lot
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power yeah yeah
You and me we got huh staying power oh
Staying power I got it I got it hah
I wonder when we're gonna make it
I wonder when we're gonna shake it
Rock me baby rock me
C'mon you can shock me
Let's catch on to the groove
Make it move, make it move
Yeah, you know how to shake that thing
We'll work it, work it, work it
You and I can play ball baby
You and me got staying power yeah yeah
Yeah, you and me we got staying power
Ha ha ooh ha ha wooh yeah wooh yes-sir
Ooh, how yeah yeah yeah yeah
I wonder when we're gonna make it
I wonder when we're gonna shake it
I've got fire down below
I'm just a regular dynamo
Want some smooth company
Don't lose control just hang on out with me
Got to get to know each other
But we got plenty of time
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power yeah
Huh you and me we got staying power
Yeah yeah
Power power power power power power power staying power hah
I wonder where we're gonna stick it
I wonder when we're gonna trick it
Blow baby blow
Let's get down and go go
Get yourself in the mood
Got to give a little bit of attitude
Baby don't you crash
Let's just trash trash trash
Did you hear the last call baby
You and me got staying power yeah hah
You and me we got staying power
I like it
Staying power
Yeah yeah . . . got'cha
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Written by Brian May
Ha
I'm not invited to the party
Been sitting here all night
I'm all alone at the party
I don't feel all right
Ain't got no black coat
Ain't got no tie
I gotta shape up now
C'mon baby you gotta know why
Hah, take off
Dancer, dancer
I can't live with it I'm gonna die without it
Dancer, huh dancer
Ain't no doubt about it
Dancer, dancer
Why don't you kick off your dancing shoes
And come a ride with me
Cool
You're the life and soul of the funk-tion
It took me all night
To get hold of the right introduction
Blew me out of sight
I taste your lipstick yeah
I look in your eyes yeah
You feel fantastic yeah
My body cries yeah yeah yeah
That's what I said
Da da da da da da
Dancer, yeah (hah) dancer
I can't live with it I'm gonna die without it
Dancer, dancer
Ain't no doubt about it
Dancer, dancer
Why don't you kick off your dancing shoes
And come a ride with me
Hah hah, Hot Space - let's go
Ha yeah whoo
Ha ha yeah yeah
Huh huh haaa take it, yeah my feet are baby
Dancer, ha, dancer
Oh I can't believe your dancing
Dancer, ha dancer
Can't take you home, I can't take you dancing
Dancer, dancer, hey bring on the funk and dance the night away
Dancer, yeah dancer, you gotta boogie
Oh let's go, ooh shout, yeah, me I say
Dancer, dancer, wooh (don't fight temptation)
Dancer, dancer, oh yeah
Ha
Dancer, dancer then dance dance dance dance
(see Comments)
Dancer, dancer
Dancer, dancer
Dancer, dancer
C'mon sugar
Shake on
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Written by John Deacon
Wooh yeah eah ha
Get get that daddup
Back chat back chat
You burn all my energy
Back chat back chat
Criticising all you see
Back chat back chat
Analysing what I say
Back chat ha back chat
And you always get your way
Oh yeah see what you've done to me
Back chat back chat
You're driving me insane
It's a battle to the end, knock you down, you come again
Talk back, ha talk back, you've got me on the rack
Twisting every word I say
Wind me up and get your way
Fat chance I have of making no romance
If I'm ever going to win
I'll have to get the last word in
Take it from there
Ooh, twisting every word I say
Ha, wind me up and let me play
Back chat oh yeah back chat
You burn all my energy
Back chat ha back chat
Criticising all you see
Back chat hey back chat
Analysing what I say
Back chat yeah back chat
And you always get your way
Love
Ooh get down too it
C'mon now
Wake up, stand up and drag yourself on out
Get down get ready
Scream and shout
Back off me, be cool
And learn to change your ways
'cos you're talking in your sleep
And you're walking in a daze
Don't push your luck baby
I'm ready to attack
'cos when I'm trying to talk to you
All you do is just talk back
You stand so tall, you don't frighten me at all
Don't talk back, don't talk back, don't talk back
Just leave me alone, ha
Ha back chat back chat
You burn all my energy
Back chat hah back chat
Criticising all you see
Back chat back chat
Analysing what I say
Back chat back chat
And you always get your way
Yes you do ah yes you do baby
C'mon back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
You know where it's at
C'mon back chat back chat hit me
Go for it go for it go for it baby (back chat back chat)
Ha back chat back chat
You been giving me the run around ? - yes I have
Criticising me - oh yeah - lying to me
Back chat back talk back slash
Well baby - yeah - merci beaucoup - thank you
Let's go
Let's get on down
get on down
get on down
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Written by Freddie Mercury
Give me, body - give me - body - body - give me your body
Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk, don't talk, don't talk
Baby don't talk
Body language
Body language
Body language
Give me your body
Just give me - yeah - your body
Give me - yeah - your body
Don't talk
Body language ha ha
Body language
Body language
You got red lips
Snakes in your eyes
Long legs, great thighs
You've got the cutest ass I've ever seen
Knock me down for a six anytime anytime
Mmm ha
Look at me - I gotta case of body language
Look at me - I gotta case of body language ha ha haa
Look at me - I gotta case of body language
Look at me - I gotta case of body language
Of body language - of body language - ha - yeah
Sexy body, sexy, sexy body
I want your body
Baby you're hot
Body language hah
Body language huh
Body language aah
Body language yeah
Body language aah
Body language huh
Body language hah
Body language hah
Body language
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Written by Roger Taylor
Action
This street honey is a mean street
Living in this street honey needs a mean streak
We've got criminals living in this street
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Like a jukebox playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I gotta feeling, this world is using me
This town honey is a dead town
Living in this town honey is a let-down
Coming to this town honey is a showdown
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Some sunshine ray through a crack in a shutter
Or a sight of a light at the end of a tunnel
Still there's a feeling, this world is using me
Action this day
Action this night
Oh we've gotta learn to learn to live
You can't say it ain't right
Action this day
Action this night
Oh you've got the power, you've got the power
You've got the power to love and to live
You can't say it ain't right
Your mind honey is a bleak place
Living in your mind's living in a blank space
Your mind is coming from a rat race
But there's a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Like a jukebox playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I gotta feeling that just won't quit, this world is using me
Action this day yeah
Action this night
Ooh we've gotta learn to learn to live
We can't say it ain't right
Action this day yeah
Action this night
Oh you've got the power, you've got the power
You've got the power to love, to live
You can't say it ain't right
Action hey
Hey hey hey
Action this day
Action this day this day yeah
Action this day
Action action this day
Action this day, ha
Living in the street (action)
Living in the street (action)
Living in the street (action)
Living in the street yeah
Living
Action this day
Action this day
Action this day
Action this day
Action this day
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Written by Brian May
They called him a hero
In the land of the free
But he wouldn't shake my hand boy
He disappointed me
So I got my handgun
And I blew him away
That critter was a bad guy
I had to make him pay
You might fear for my reason
I don't care what they say
Look out baby it's the season
For the mad masquerade
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Oh you need a bullet like a hole in the head
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Don't believe what your granddaddy said
She was my lover
It was a shame that she died
But the constitution's right on my side
'Cos I caught my lover in my neighbour's bed
I got retribution, filled 'em all full of lead
I've been told it's the fashion
To let me on the streets again
It's nothing but a crime of passion
And I'm not to blame
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
You need a weapon like a hole in the head
Put out the fire
Put out the fire baby
Put out the fire
And let your sons and your daughters
Sleep sound in their beds
You know a gun never killed nobody
You can ask anyone
People get shot by people
People with guns
Oh yeah put out the fire wooh
Put out the fire c'mon
You need a gun like a hole in the head
Put out the fire wooh
Put out the fire
Put out the fire yeah eah
Just tell me that old fashioned gun law is dead
Ha hey take it that far
Come on yeah shoot shoot haaa shoot shoot shoot
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Written by Freddie Mercury
Guilt stains on my pillow
Blood on my terraces
Torsos in my closet
Shadows from my past
Life is real
Life is real
Life is real, so real
Sleeping is my leisure
Waking up in a minefield
Dream is just a pleasure dome
Love is a roulette wheel
Life is real
Life is real
Life is real, oh yeah
Success is my breathing space
I brought it on myself
I will price it
I will cash it
I can take it or leave it
Loneliness is my hiding place
Breastfeeding myself
What more can I say
I have swallowed the bitter pill
I can taste it, I can taste it
Life is real
Life is real
Life is real
Music will be my mistress
Loving like a whore
Lennon is a genius
Living in every pore
Life is real
Life is real
Life is real, so real
Life is cruel
Life is a bitch
Life is real, so real
Life is real
Life is real
Yeah, life is real
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Written by Roger Taylor
Calling all boys - boys
Calling all girls - girls
Calling all people on streets
Around the world
Take this message
A message for you
This message is old yeah
This message is true
This message is
This message is
This message is
This message is
Love
Take a message of love
Far and near
Take a message of love
For all to hear
For all to hear
Some sleepless nights in wait for you
Some foreign presence you feel
Comes creeping through
Some stream of hope
The whole world through
Spread like some silent disease
You'll get yours too
This message is
This message is
This message is
This message is ha - ha
Love
Take a message of love
Far and near
Take a message of love
For all to hear
For all to hear
Love
Take a message of love
Far and near
Take a message of love
For all to hear
For all to hear
Calling all boys
Calling all girls
Calling all boys
Calling all girls
Calling all girls
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Written by Brian May
Don't touch me now
Don't hold me now
Don't break the spell darling, now you are near
Look in my eyes
And speak to me
Those special promises I long to hear
Las palabras de amor
Let me hear the words of love
Despacito mi amor
Love me slow and gently
One foolish world, so many souls
Senselessly hurled through the never ending cold
And all for fear, and all for greed
Speak any tongue but for God's sake we need
Las palabras de amor
Let me hear the words of love
Despacito mi amor
Let me know, this night and evermore
This room is bare
This night is cold
We're far apart and I'm growing old
But while we live, we'll meet again
So then my love we may whisper once more
It's you I adore
Las palabras de amor
Let me hear the words of love
Despacito mi amor
Touch me now - oh wooh hoo
Las palabras de amor
Let us share the words of love
For evermore (for evermore)
For evermore
Wooo
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Written by John Deacon, Freddie Mercury
Oooh yea yea yea yea hah
You're taking all the sunshine away
Making out like you're the mainline - I knew that
Cos you're a cool cat
Tapping on the toe with a new hat
Wooh, just cruising - driving along with the swing king
Feeling the beat of my heart ha hah
Feeling the beat of my heart
Ooh, you're a cool cat
Coming on strong with all the chit-chat
Ooh, you're all right
Hanging out and stealing all the limelight
Messing with the beat of my heart
Ooh, messing with the beat of my heart, yeah
Mmm, you used to be a mean kid
Making such a deal of life
Wooh, you were wishing and hoping and waiting to really hit the big time
But did it happen, happen, no
You're speeding too fast
Slow down slow down
You'd better slow down
Slow down
Hah, you really know how to set the mood
And you really get inside the groove, yeah
Cool cat
Tapping on the toe with a new hat
Ooh, just cruising
Driving along like the swing king
Feeling the beat of my heart
Feeling the beat of my heart - yeah yeah
Feeling the beat of my heart - can you feel it
Feeling the beat of my heart - yeah yeah
Feeling the beat of my heart
Wooh, wooh, feelin' feelin' feelin' it honey feelin' heee hooh
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Written by David Bowie, Queen
Mm ba ba de
Um bum ba de
Um bu bu bum da de
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure that brings a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba be
Um ba ba be
De day da
Ee day da - that's okay
It's the terror of knowing
What the world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people people on streets
Day day de mm hm
Da da da ba ba
Okay
Chippin' around - kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
Ee do ba be
Ee da ba ba ba
Um bo bo
Be lap
People on streets - ee da de da de
People on streets - ee da de da de da de da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher higher high
Pressure on people people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're breaking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the (People on streets) edge of the night
And loves (People on streets) dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
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