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Steve walks warily down the street,
With the brim pulled way down low
Aint no sound but the sound of his feet,
Machine guns ready to go
Are you ready, are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, Im gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think Im going to get along,
Without you, when youre gone
You took me for everything that I had,
And kicked me out on my own

Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Chorus

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When hes down
But Im ready, yes Im ready for you
Im standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating the sound of the beat

Popularity: 7% [?]

Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives.
I’m losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday…
cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar…
white collar…? …I don’t know -so I gotta hollar
“Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I’ve lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I’ve lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you’ve got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it’s just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it’s just such a shame.
I’m losing at this game. No fair!
Why don’t you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She’s naughty… I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations…
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I’ve lost it and I think that I’ve lost you.

Popularity: 7% [?]

[chorus]
School Choir: SLIM SHADY!
(note: on the copy i’ve heard, this part is mostly on the end of the previous
track. Only the Y makes it to this track)
Eminem: That’s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I’m back)
I’m back (I’m back)
School Choir: SLIM SHADY!
Eminem: I’m back (I’m back)
That’s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I’m back)
I’m back (I’m back)
School Choir: SLIM SHADY!
Eminem: I’m back (I’m back)
That’s why they call me Slim (slim) Shady! (I’m back)
I’m back (I’m back)
School Choir: SLIM SHADY!
Eminem: I’m back (I’m back)
That’s why they call me Slim (er) Shady! (I’m back)
I’m back (I’m back)
School Choir: SLIM SHADY! SHADY!
Eminem: I’m back (I’m back)

I murder a rhyme one word at a time
You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
You better, get rid of that nine, it ain’t gonna help
What good’s it gonna do against the man that strangles himself?
I’m waitin for hell like hell shit I’m anxious as hell
Manson, you’re safe in that cell, be thankful it’s jail
I used to be my mommy’s little angel at twelve
Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
’til I cut a kitten’s head off and stuck it in this kid’s mailbox
{”Mom! MOM!”} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less
What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I’m stressed
Too much stares two breasts, too upset
It’s just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
You think of my name now whenever you say, “Hi”
Became a commodity because I’m W-H-I-
-T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
Can’t wait ’til Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn’t workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it’s upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now

Chorus

[Eminem]
I take each individual degenerate’s head and reach into it
just to see if he’s influenced by me if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he’s an innocent victim
and becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe
{*vocal scratches*} My name is Slim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn’t play me
The sensational {*vocal scratch “Back is the incredible!”*}
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It’s Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into bed
It’s a, sick world we live in these days
“Slim for Pete’s sakes put down Christopher Reeve’s legs!”
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
“Slim it’s a touchy subject, try and just don’t mention it”
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted, I’m blind from smokin ‘em
with my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin lines of coke in ‘em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
all high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales*}
And that’s where I get my name from, that’s why they call me

Chorus

[Eminem]
I take seven kids from Colombine, stand ‘em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
a Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
and that’s a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
Cause (I’mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy
as the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N’Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink and care what y’all think?
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It’s why I tend to block out when I hear things
Cause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger
longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina
Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
it’d be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
I’m sorry Puff, but I don’t give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
and have a son and a new brother at the same time
and just say that it ain’t mine, what’s my name?

Popularity: 9% [?]

Chorus:

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, You gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I’ll give it to someone special

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart
But the very next day, You gave it away
This year, to save me from tears
I’ll give it to someone special

Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance but you still catch my eye
Tell me baby do you recognise me?
Well it’s been a year, it doesn’t surprise me

(Happy Christmas!) I wrapped it up and sent it
With a note saying “I Love You” I meant it
Now I know what a fool I’ve been
But if you kissed me now I know you’d fool me again

Chorus

(Oooh. Oooh Baby)

A crowded room, friends with tired eyes
I’m hiding from you and your soul of ice
My God I thought you were someone to rely on
Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
A man undercover but you tore me apart
Oooh Oooh
Now I’ve found a real love you’ll never fool me again

Chorus

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart
(Gave you my heart)
A man undercover but you tore me apart
Next year
I’ll give it to someone, I’ll give it to someone special
special
someone
someone
I’ll give it to someone, I’ll give it to someone special
who’ll give me something in return
I’ll give it to someone
hold my heart and watch it burn
I’ll give it to someone, I’ll give it to someone special
I’ve got you here to stay
I can love you for a day
I thought you were someone special
gave you my heart
I’ll give it to someone, I’ll give it to someone
last christmas I gave you my heart
you gave it away
I’ll give it to someone, I’ll give it to someone

Popularity: 14% [?]

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