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  • 14-03-1983
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    In The Land Of Yamo Yamo
    Composer(s): Joe McCarthy; Fred Fisher
    Performer(s): Wingy Manone & His Orch.; Chu Berry



    There's a place that you never can trace in Geography
    come on with me, come on and see
    if you haven't been there I'm sure you'll declare
    that you ought to be it's so much like old Napoli

    Wine and song are flowing along like a melody
    in Napoli, come on with me
    the girls are fair and everything there is in harmony
    It's the one place on Earth to be

    In the land o' Yamo, Yamo, Funiculi, Funiculi, Funicula
    Lights are blinking, while you're drinking
    it's the place where the goodfellows are
    Good bye to all your sorrows, you never hear them talk about war
    in the land of Yamo, Yamo, Funiculi, Funiculi, Funicula



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    Natural Mystic
    Composer(s): Bob Marley
    Performer(s): Bob Marley;
    and various other artists



    There's a natural
    mystic
    Blowing through
    the air
    If you listen
    carefully now you will hear
    This could be the
    first trumpet
    Might as well be
    the last
    Many more will
    have to suffer
    Many more will
    have to die
    Don't ask me why
    Things are not the
    way they used to be
    I won't tell no
    lie
    One and all got to
    face reality now

    Though I try to
    find the answer
    To all the
    questions they ask
    Though I know it's
    impossible
    To go living
    through the past
    Don't tell no lie
    There's a natural
    mystic
    Blowing through
    the air
    Can't keep them
    down
    If you listen
    carefully now you will hear
    Such a natural
    mystic
    Blowing through
    the air

    This could be the
    first trumpet
    Might as well be
    the last
    Many more will
    have to suffer
    Many more will
    have to die
    Don't ask me why
    There's a natural
    mystic
    Blowing through
    the air
    I won't tell no
    lie
    If you listen
    carefully now, you will hear




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    13-03-1983
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    In The Jailhouse Now
    (Traditional)
    First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1928
    Covered by multiple other artists



    I had a friend named Ramblin Bob
    He used to steal gamble and rob
    He thought he was the smartest guy around
    Well I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday
    They've got him in the jailhouse way downtown

    He's in the jailhouse now
    He's in the jailhouse now
    Well, I told him once or twice to stop playin' cards and shootin' dice
    He's in the jailhouse now

    Bob liked to play his poker
    Pinochle whist and euchre
    But shootin dice was his favorite game
    He got throw'd in jail with nobody to go his bail
    The judge done said that he refused to the fine

    He's in the jailhouse now
    He's in the jailhouse now
    Well, I told him once or twice to stop playin' cards and shootin' dice
    He's in the jailhouse now

    Well I went out last Tuesday
    I met a girl named Suzie
    I said I was the swellest guy around
    Well we got to spendin' my money
    And she started to callin' me honey
    We took in every cabaret in town
    We're in the jailhouse now

    We're in the jailhouse now
    We're in the jailhouse now
    Well I told that judge right to his face
    I don't like to see this place
    We're in the jailhouse now



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Natural High
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    Natural High
    Composer(s): Charles McCormick
    Performer(s): Bloodstone;
    and various other artists



    Why do I keep my mind on you all the time
    And I don´t even know you
    Why do I feel this way
    Thinking about you every day
    And I don´t even know you
    Take me in your arms
    Thrill me with all of your charms
    And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
    Loving you more till the day I die
    Take to the sky on a natural high
    Loving you more

    If you have anything to do
    Call me and I will do it for you
    And I don´t even know you
    If I had only one wish to give
    That wish would be for you to live forever and ever

    When I see you on the street
    My heart skips a beat
    And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
    Loving you more till the day I die
    Take to the sky on a natural high
    Loving you more.

    I´m gonna try to do
    All the things you want me to
    If you´ll just give me a chance
    I´m trying to make something out of a nothing romance
    And I don´t even know you

    Take me in your arms
    Thrill me with all of your charms
    And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
    Loving you more till the day I die




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    12-03-1983
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    In The Hills Of Old Kentucky
    Composer(s): Chas. L. Johnson; J.R. Shannon



    There's a rose that grows in old Kentucky
    She's the sweetest girl I know
    With eyes of blue, and manner, too
    That have made me love her so
    Where the lonely mountain trail is winding
    'Round my old Kentucky home
    To a simple old log cabin
    That is where I soon will roam

    In my dreams I see the blue grass waving
    And the meadow larks at play
    They seem to call me back again to those hills far away
    Where the winding trail is filled with sunshine
    And the Rhododendron grows
    Where the birds are ever singing
    To my own dear Mountain Rose

    In the hills of old Kentucky
    Where the birds sing merrily
    And the Southern breeze is playing thru the trees
    That is where I belong to be
    O'er the mountain trail I'm going
    Where my sweet wild flower grows
    In the hills of old Kentucky
    To my Mountain Rose



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Native New Yorker
    Composer(s): Sandy Linzer; Denny Randell
    Performer(s): Odyssey - 1977;
    and various other artists



    New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
    Twenty-five, thirty-five
    Hello, baby, New York City girl

    You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
    Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
    You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
    You're the heart and soul of New York City

    And love, love is just a passing word
    It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb
    When he dropped you off and he stated firm

    Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
    You're a native New Yorker
    You should know the score by now (You should know by now)
    You're a native New Yorker

    New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

    Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer
    Makin' friends and findin' lovers
    There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone)
    To set you free from New York City

    And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go
    When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
    You are the star, win the applause

    Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
    You're a native New Yorker
    No one opens the door
    For a native New Yorker

    (Runnin' pretty, New York City girl)
    Ooh…ooh…ooh…
    Native, native, native New Yorker

    Where did all those yesterdays go
    When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
    You are the star

    You're a native New Yorker
    You should know the score by now
    You're a native New Yorker

    You should know the score, you should know the score by now
    You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh
    (Native, native, native new Yorker)
    You're a native New Yorker

    Whoa, oh, ho, ho, you're a native New Yorker
    You should know the score
    (Native, native, native new Yorker)
    You're a native New Yorker

    What you waitin' for, no one opens the door
    (You're a native New Yorker)
    For a native, for a native New Yorker




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    11-03-1983
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    In The Heat Of The Night
    Composer(s): Marilyn Bergman; Alan Bergman; Quincy Jones
    Performer(s): Ray Charles



    In the heat of the night
    Seems like a cold sweat
    Creeping cross my brow, oh yes
    In the heat of the night
    I'm a feelin' motherless somehow
    Stars with evil eyes stare from the sky
    (In the heat of the night)
    Ain't a woman here before
    Knows how to make the morning come
    So hard to keep control
    Well I could sell my soul for just a little light
    In the heat of the night
    I've got trouble wall to wall
    Oh yes I have
    I repeat in the night
    Must be an ending to us all
    Oh Lord, it won't be long
    Yes, just you be strong
    And it'll be all right
    In the heat of the night



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Nathan Jones
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    Nathan Jones
    Composer(s): Leonard Caston; Kathy Wakefield
    Performer(s): The Supremes;
    Bananarama; Nicolette Larson



    You packed your bags as I recall
    And you walked slowly down the hall
    You said you had to get away to ease your mind
    And all you needed was a just little of time

    Oh winter's passed, spring and fall
    You never wrote me, you never called
    Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
    Gone too long...

    If a woman could die of tears
    Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn't be here
    The key that you're holding won't fit my door
    And there's no room in my heart for you no more

    'Cause, winter's passed, spring and fall
    you never wrote me, you never called
    Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
    Gone too long

    Nathan Jones, Nathan Jones...
    Nathan Jones, ooh..

    Winter's passed, spring and fall
    You never wrote me, you never called
    Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
    Gone too long

    Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
    ...gone too long
    Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
    ...gone too long
    Nathan jones you've been gonne too long
    ... gone too long...




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    10-03-1983
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    In The Heart Of The City That Has No Heart
    Composer(s): Thos. S. Allen; Joseph M. Daly



    She wanted to roam so she left the old home
    The old people's hearts were sore
    she longed for the sights and the bright city lights
    where hundreds had gone before
    She went to the heart of the city and mingled with strangers there
    but nobody said "You are being misled" for what did the stranger care

    A year passes by, there's a tear in her eye, and sorrow is on her brow
    Oh! what would she do if the old people knew, she couldn't go back home now
    Her dear mother said when they parted "Remember your good old name"
    then her daddy said "Rather we'd see you dead than bring us disgrace and shame"

    In the heart of the city that has no heart that's where they meet
    and that's where they part, the current of vice had proved too strong
    so the poor little girlie just drifted along
    nobody cared if she lived or died nobody cared if she laughed or cried
    she's just lost a sister and nobody's missed her
    she's there in the city where there's no pity in the city that has no heart



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Nathalie (German Version)
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    Nathalie
    English Title: Natalia
    Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
    Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



    Moskau war groß und so kalt, neben mir ging Nathalie
    mir gefiel nicht allein ihr Name, Nathalie
    Moskau war kalt aber schön, ich glaube, ich sah nur sie
    auf dem Roten Platz blieb sie stehen, Nathalie
    Sprach in gelerntem Ton von der Oktoberrevolution
    ich versteh: Komm her! Sah nebenbei mir Lenin an
    und dachte vielleicht geh ich dann mit ihr ins Café Puschkin

    Moskau war nicht mehr so kalt, und sie saß mir vis à vis
    Sie hatte so schöne blaue Augen, Nathalie, Nathalie
    In ihrem Zimmer bei der Universität
    waren Freunde da von ihr, und es wurde ziemlich spät
    denn wir lachten , der Krimsekt war so gut
    und schon tanzten sie, und mit mir Nathalie
    Dai dai...

    Auf einmal, da sind alle fort, die Zeit vergeht, ich weiß nicht wie
    Ich hielt sie noch in meinen Armen, Nathalie
    Nichts mehr von dem gelernten Ton, nichts mehr von der Revolution
    nur wir zwei allein. Ich wollte fragen, wo ich bin
    der Rote Platz, Café Puschkin, das, das alles klang so weit
    Und nun bin ich fern von ihr, ihre Küsse vergesse ich nie
    eines Tages kommt sie zu mir, Nathalie, Nathalie
    Dai dai...




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    09-03-1983
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    In The Heart Of Jane Doe
    Composer(s): James Cavanaugh; Larry Stock
    Performer(s): Nat King Cole



    In the heart of Jane Doe
    There's a longing I know
    For that someone that she couldn't hold
    She was young, young in years to be shedding such tears
    But the young sometimes never grow old

    She took love for granted and that wasn't smart
    Love taken for granted is apt to depart
    And now that he's gone
    Who can tell what goes on in the heart
    Broken heart of Jane Doe.

    She took love for granted and that wasn't smart
    Love taken for granted is apt to depart
    And now that he's gone
    Who can tell what goes on in the heart
    Broken heart of Jane Doe
    And I wonder does she know he still loves her so



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    Nathalie
    English Title: Natalia
    Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud; Pierre Delanoë
    Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud;
    and various other artists



    La place Rouge était vide
    Devant moi marchait Nathalie
    Il avait un joli nom, mon guide
    Nathalie...
    La place Rouge était blanche
    La neige faisait un tapis
    Et je suivais par ce froid dimanche
    Nathalie...
    Elle parlait en phrases sobres
    De la révolution d'octobre
    Je pensais déjà
    Qu'après le tombeau de Lénine
    On irait au café Pouchkine
    Boire un chocolat...
    La place Rouge était vide
    Je lui pris son bras, elle a souri
    Il avait des cheveux blonds, mon guide
    Nathalie... Nathalie
    Dans sa chambre à l'université
    Une bande d'étudiants
    L'attendait impatiemment
    On a ri, on a beaucoup parlé
    Ils voulaient tout savoir, Nathalie traduisait
    Moscou, les plaines d'Ukraine
    Et les Champs-Élysées
    On a tout mélangé et on a chanté
    Et puis ils ont débouché
    En riant à l'avance
    Du champagne de France
    Et on a dansé...
    La, la la...
    Et quand la chambre fut vide
    Tous les amis étaient partis
    Je suis resté seul avec mon guide
    Nathalie...
    Plus question de phrases sobres
    Ni de révolution d'octobre
    On n'en était plus là
    Fini le tombeau de Lénine
    Le chocolat de chez Pouchkine
    C'était loin déjà...
    Que ma vie me semble vide
    Mais je sais qu'un jour à Paris
    C'est moi qui lui servirai de guide
    Nathalie... Nathalie




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    08-03-1983
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    In The Good Old Summertime
    Composer(s): George "Honey Boy" Evans; Ren Shields
    Performer(s): Blanche Ring
    and multiple other artists



    There's a time each year
    That we always hold dear
    Good old summertime
    With the birds and the trees'es
    And sweet scented breezes
    Good old summertime
    When your day's work is over
    Then you are in clover
    And life is one beautiful rhyme
    No trouble annoying
    Each one is enjoying
    The good old summertime

    In the good old summertime
    In the good old summertime
    Strolling thru' a shady lane
    With your baby mine
    You hold her hand and she holds yours
    And that's a very good sign
    That she's your tootsey-wootsey
    In the good, old summertime

    Oh, to swim in the pool
    You'd play hooky from school
    Good old summertime
    You'd play "ring-a-rosie"
    With Jim, Kate and Josie
    Good old summertime
    Those days full of pleasure
    We now fondly treasure
    When we never thought it a crime
    To go stealing cherries
    With faces brown as berries
    In good old summertime

    In the good old summertime
    In the good old summertime
    Strolling thru' a shady lane
    With your baby mine
    You hold her hand and she holds yours
    And that's a very good sign
    That she's your tootsey-wootsey
    In the good, old summertime



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    Natalia
    French & German Title: Nathalie
    Composer(s): Van Morrison
    Performer(s): Van Morrison



    I'm walkin' down the street
    I'm on that midnight beat
    I'm on a lonely avenue
    Baby, won't you walk with me
    Baby, won't you talk with me
    Oh that's all I want you to do, now
    Walk with me
    Talk to me
    Call your name out

    Chorus:
    Na Na, Na Na, Na Na
    Na Na, Na Na, Na Na
    Na Na, Na Na, Na Na, Natalia
    Here on a summer night
    I wanna kiss and hold you tight
    Just the way we used to do
    Walkin' down the same old street
    People that we used to meet
    Such a long, long time ago, now
    Walk with me
    Talk to me
    And I call out your name

    Chorus: (x2)

    On a magic night like this
    I hunger for your kiss
    On a magic night like this

    Chorus:

    Walk with me
    Talk with me
    Walk with me
    Talk with me
    Natalia, Natalia, Natalia
    Natalia, Natalia, Natalia

    Fade




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    07-03-1983
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    In The Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)
    Composer(s): Dolly Parton
    First release by: Merle Haggard & The Strangers - 1968



    We'd get up before sun-up to get the work done up
    We'd work in the fields till the sun had gone down
    We've stood and we've cried as we have bristly watched
    A hailstorm a beatin' our crops to the ground
    We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past
    In the good old days when times were bad

    No amount of money could buy from me
    The memories that I have of then
    No amount of money could pay me
    To go back and live through it again

    I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed
    And I've seen him work till he's stiff as a board
    And I've seen momma layin' in suffer and sickness
    In need of a doctor we couldn't afford
    Anything at all was more than we had
    In the good old days when times were bad

    We've got up before and found ice on the floor
    Where the wind would blow snow through the cracks in the wall
    And I couldn't enjoy then, havin' a boyfriend
    I had nothing decent to wear at all
    So I long for a love that I never had
    In the good old days when times were bad

    No amount of money could buy from me
    The memories that I have of then
    No amount of money could pay me
    To go back and live through it again

    In the good old days when times were bad
    In the good old days when times were bad



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    Natalia
    Composer(s): Apps; Asa; Moore
    Performer(s): Joan Baez; Shusha



    Weaver of words
    Who lives alone
    In fear and sorrow
    Where are the words
    To set you free
    Perhaps tomorrow
    Where is the earth
    Where is the sky
    Where is the light
    You long for
    What hope have you
    Where you are now
    Natalia Gorbanevskaja

    Inside the ward
    Naked and cruel
    Where life is stolen
    From those who try
    To stay alive
    And not be broken
    Where are the friends
    Where are the men
    Who among them
    Can defend you
    Where is the child
    You'll never see
    Natalia Gorbanevskaja

    What else there lives
    Behind the door
    That never opens
    Are you insane
    As they say you are
    Or just forsaken
    Are you still there
    Do you still care
    Or are you lost forever
    I know this song
    You'll never hear
    Natalia Gorbanevskaja

    Natalia Gorbanevskaja




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    06-03-1983
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    In The Ghetto
    Composer(s): Mac Davis
    First release by: Elvis Presley - 1969
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Titles In Other Languages:
    1969 - In Chicago (In The Ghetto)
    1969 - Negro (aka Era Negro)
    1984 - In Het Ghetto



    As the snow flies
    On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
    A poor little baby child is born
    In the ghetto
    And his mama cries
    'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
    it's another hungry mouth to feed
    In the ghetto

    People, don't you understand
    the child needs a helping hand
    or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
    Take a look at you and me
    are we too blind to see
    do we simply turn our heads
    and look the other way

    Well the world turns
    and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
    plays in the street as the cold wind blows
    In the ghetto

    And his hunger burns
    so he starts to roam the streets at night
    and he learns how to steal
    and he learns how to fight
    In the ghetto

    Then one night in desperation
    a young man breaks away
    He buys a gun, steals a car
    tries to run, but he don't get far
    And his mama cries

    As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
    face down on the street with a gun in his hand
    In the ghetto

    As her young man dies
    on a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
    another little baby child is born
    In the ghetto



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Nata Per Me
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    Nata Per Me
    Composer(s): Adriano Celentano; A. Del Prete; M. Mogol
    Performer(s): Adriano Celentano



    Non so... Non so...
    non mi importa perché... perché
    tu sei... tu sei...
    ritornata da me... da me...
    sei qui ora sono con te...
    questo conta per me...
    tu sei qui...
    accanto a me
    accanto a me

    Mai più... Mai più...
    ripartire potrai. potrai
    Mai più... Non so...
    senza me tu vivrai. vivrai...
    Perché...
    tu sei nata per me io son nato per te...
    e mai più...
    mi lascerai...
    ti lascerò

    Sei qui...
    ora sono con te questo conta per me...
    tu sei qui...
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me
    accanto a me




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    05-03-1983
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    In The Garden
    (Traditional)
    Performer(s): Anne Murray



    I come to the garden alone
    While the dew is still on the roses
    And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
    The Son of God discloses
    And He walks with me
    And He talks with me
    And He tells me I am His own
    And the joy we share as we tarry there
    None other has ever known
    He speaks and the sound of His voice
    Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
    And the melody that He gave to me
    Within my heart is ringing
    And He walks with me
    And He talks with me
    And He tells me I am His own
    And the joy we share as we tarry there
    None other has ever known
    I'd stay in the garden with Him
    'Tho the night all around me is falling
    But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
    His voice to me is calling
    And He walks with me
    And He talks with me
    And He tells me I am His own
    And the joy we share as we tarry there
    None other has ever known
    None other has ever known



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Nasty
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    Nasty
    Composer(s): James Harris; Janet Jackson; Terry Lewis
    Performer(s): Janet Jackson ;
    The Starlite Orchestra; Starsound Orchestra



    Gimme a beat!
    Sittin' in the movie show, thinkin' nasty thoughts, huh
    Better be a gentleman or you turn me off, huh
    That's right, a-let me tell it

    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't mean a thing, huh
    Oh you nasty boys
    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't ever change, huh
    Oh you nasty boys

    I don't like no nasty car, I don't like a nasty food, huh
    Ooh ooh yeah
    The only nasty thing I like is the nasty groove, huh
    Will this one do?
    Uh huh, I know

    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't mean a thing, huh
    Oh you nasty boys
    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't ever change, huh
    Oh you nasty boys
    Nasty
    Nasty boys, give me your nasty groove, huh
    Oh you nasty boys
    Nasty
    Nasty boys, let me see your nasty body move, huh
    Oh you nasty boys

    I could learn to like this
    Listen up

    I'm not a prude (no)
    I just want some respect (that's right)
    So close the door if you want me to respond (ooh ooh yeah)
    'Cause privacy is my middle name
    My last name is Control
    No my first name ain't baby
    It's Janet
    Miss Jackson if you're nasty

    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't mean a thing
    Oh you nasty boys
    Nasty
    Nasty boys, don't ever change, huh
    Oh you nasty boys

    Nasty boys, don't mean a thing
    Oh you nasty boys
    Don't mean a thing to me, uh
    Nasty!
    Don't mean a thing, huh
    Oh you nasty boys
    Uh!

    I love this part

    Hey!
    Who's that thinkin' nasty thoughts?
    Nasty boys!
    Who's that in that nasty car?
    Nasty boys!
    Who's that eating that nasty food?
    Nasty boys!
    Who's jamming to my nasty groove?
    Nasty boys!

    Ladies
    (Nasty boys)
    Don't mean a thing

    Oh you nasty boys




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