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David Gray – To Ramona

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This is the second song from the album A Thousand Miles Behind, a compilation album by David Gray, released in 2007. It contains 12 live covers recorded between 2001 and 2007. The album title comes from a line in one of the songs, Bob Dylan’s “One Too Many Mornings”
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Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga. #iwannadance

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga

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Published on Apr 13, 2015

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Lyrics

Let yo booty do that yoga

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

Flex (Yoga

Let yo booty do that yoga

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Janelle Monae Robinson / Jidenna Mobisson / Roman IrvinYoga

lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Artists: Janelle Monáe, Jidenna

Album: Yoga

Released: 2015

Genre: Pop

Nominations: Soul Train Music Award for Best Dance Performance

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Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga. #iwannadance

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga

49,463,304 views

419K 21K Share

Published on Apr 13, 2015

Download “Wondaland Presents: The Eephus” at iTunes: http://smarturl.it/TheEephus Amazon MP3: http://smarturl.it/EephusAmz Spotify: http://smarturl.it/EephusSptfy

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga – YouTube

https://www.youtube.com › watch

Available on

Lyrics

Let yo booty do that yoga

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

Flex (Yoga

Let yo booty do that yoga

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Janelle Monae Robinson / Jidenna Mobisson / Roman IrvinYoga

lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Artists: Janelle Monáe, Jidenna

Album: Yoga

Released: 2015

Genre: Pop

Nominations: Soul Train Music Award for Best Dance Performance

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Joni Mitchell – The Magdalene Laundries (Live Toronto 1994)

Joni Mitchell – The Magdalene Laundries (Live Toronto 1994)

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The Magdalene Laundries

Joni Mitchell

I was an unmarried girl
I’d just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I’d be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries

Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly by her parish priest
We’re trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the streaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries

Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me
Fallen women
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh, charity

These bloodless brides of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their groom
Then they’d know, and they’d drop the stones
Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt the grass they walk upon
They leech the light out of a room
They’d like to drive us down the drain
At the Magdalene laundries

Peg O’Connell died today
She was a cheeky girl
A flirt
They just stuffed her in a hole!
Surely to God you’d think at least some bells should ring!
One day I’m going to die here too
And they’ll plant me in the dirt
Like some lame bulb
That never blooms, come any spring
Not any spring

No, not any spring
Not any spring

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Joni Mitchell

The Magdalene Laundries lyrics © Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing

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Joni Mitchell – The Magdalene Laundries (Live Toronto 1994)

Joni Mitchell – The Magdalene Laundries (Live Toronto 1994)

sonicboy19

The Magdalene Laundries

Joni Mitchell

I was an unmarried girl
I’d just turned twenty-seven
When they sent me to the sisters
For the way men looked at me
Branded as a Jezebel
I knew I was not bound for Heaven
I’d be cast in shame
Into the Magdalene laundries

Most girls come here pregnant
Some by their own fathers
Bridget got that belly by her parish priest
We’re trying to get things white as snow
All of us woe-begotten-daughters
In the streaming stains
Of the Magdalene laundries

Prostitutes and destitutes
And temptresses like me
Fallen women
Sentenced into dreamless drudgery
Why do they call this heartless place
Our Lady of Charity?
Oh, charity

These bloodless brides of Jesus
If they had just once glimpsed their groom
Then they’d know, and they’d drop the stones
Concealed behind their rosaries
They wilt the grass they walk upon
They leech the light out of a room
They’d like to drive us down the drain
At the Magdalene laundries

Peg O’Connell died today
She was a cheeky girl
A flirt
They just stuffed her in a hole!
Surely to God you’d think at least some bells should ring!
One day I’m going to die here too
And they’ll plant me in the dirt
Like some lame bulb
That never blooms, come any spring
Not any spring

No, not any spring
Not any spring

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Joni Mitchell

The Magdalene Laundries lyrics © Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing

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