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Party at the beach down in Copacabana Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer My own private dancer
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open You cannot police me, so get off my areola Get off my areola
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
I said yoga, she did that yoga Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga She left my collar on like she my owner So when she downward dog I jump up on her I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over And let they bum-bum do that yoga
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
County Tyrone native Paul Brady used his song ‘The Island’ to draw some comparisons between the Troubles and the civil war in Lebanon that began in 1975. A pacifistic song highlighting the tragedy of the cycles of violence that Ireland had been experiencing for centuries, it contrasts the peaceful image of a couple making love on an island with acts of terrorism and war.
Lyrics
The Island (Paul Brady)
They say the skies of Lebanon are burning. Those mighty cedars bleeding in the heat. They’re showing pictures on the television. Women and children dying in the street And we’re still at it in our own place. Still trying to reach the future through the past. Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone…
But Hey! Don’t listen to me!. This wasn’t meant to be no sad song. We’ve heard too much of that before. Right now I only want to be here with you. Till the morning dew comes falling. I want to take you to the island. And trace your footprints in the sand. And in the evening when the sun goes down We’ll make love to the sound of the ocean
They’re raising banners over by the markets Whitewashing slogans on the shipyard walls Witchdoctors praying for a mighty showdown No way our holy flag is gonna fall Up here we sacrifice our children To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday And teach them dying will lead us into glory…
Now I know us plain folks don’t see all the story. And I know this peace and love’s just copping out. And I guess these young boys dying in the ditches. Is just what being free is all about. And how this twisted wreckage down on main street. Will bring us all together in the end. And we’ll go marching down the road to freedom…. Freedom
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