Don't Speak by No Doubt

 You and me

We used to be together, everyday together
Always, I really feel that I'm losin' my best friend
I can't believe this could be the end

It looks as though you're lettin' go
And if it's real, well, I don't want to know

Don't speak
I know just what you're sayin'
So please stop explainin'
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know just what you're thinkin'
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Our memories
Well, they can be invitin'
But some are altogether mighty frightenin'
As we die both you and I
With my head in my hands, I sit and cry

Don't speak
I know just what you're sayin'
So please stop explainin'
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know just what you're thinkin'
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Don't speak

I SAID DO YOU SPEAK-A MY LANGUAGE? SHE JUST SMILED AND GAVE ME A VEG-A-MITE SANDWICH

Mama He's Crazy by The Judds

 Mama, I found someone

Like you said would come along
He's a sight and so unlike
Any man I've known

I was afraid to let him in
'Cause I'm not the trustin' kind
But now I'm convinced that he's heaven sent
And must be out of his mind

Mama, he's crazy, crazy over me
And in my life is where he says
He always wants to be

I've never been so in love
He beats all I've ever seen
And mama, he's crazy, he's crazy over me

And mama, you've always said
You better look before you leap
But maybe so, but here I go
Lettin' my heart lead me

He thinks I hung the moon and stars
I think he's a livin' dream
Well, there are men, but ones like him
Are few and far between

Mama, he's crazy, crazy over me
And in my life is where he says
He always wants to be

I've never been so in love
He beats all I've ever seen
Mama, he's crazy, he's crazy over me
Oh mama, he's crazy, he's crazy over me

WELL... CRAZY IS NOT THE WORD I WOULD USE... I WOULD SAY MENTALLY ILL,,,

Boogie Oogie Oogie by A Taste of Honey

 If you're thinkin' you're too cool to boogie

Boy oh boy, have I got news for you
Everybody here tonight must boogie
Let me tell ya, you are no exception to the rule

Get on up on the floor
'Cause we're gonna boogie oogie oogie
Till you just can't boogie no more (no more boogie)
Boogie no more
You can't boogie no more (no more boogie)
Boogie no more, listen to the music

There's no time to waste, let's get this show on the road
Listen to the music and let your body flow
The sooner we begin, the longer we've got to groove
Listen to the music and let your body move

Now get on up on the floor
'Cause we're gonna boogie oogie oogie
Till you just can't boogie no more (no more boogie)
Boogie no more
You can't boogie no more (no more boogie)
Boogie no more, listen to my bass here

Get down, boogie oogie oogie
Get down, boogie oogie oogie
Get down, boogie oogie oogie
Get down

Boogie

MAYBE IF THEY BROUGHT SOLID GOLD BACK THE WORLD WOULD STOP BEING SO LAME,,,

Super Ritch Kids by Frank Ocean

 too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce

Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Start my day up on the roof
There's nothing like this type of view
Point the clicker at the tube
I prefer expensive news
New car, new girl
New ice, new glass
New watch, good times, babe
It's good times, yeah
She wash my back three times a day
This shower head feels so amazing
We'll both be high, the help don't stare
They just walk by, they must don't care
A million one, a million two
A hundred more will never do

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends

Real love

I'm searching for a real love

Oh, real love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love

Alright, close your eyes to what you can't imagine
We are the Xanny-gnashing, caddy-smashing, bratty ass
He mad, he snatched his daddy's Jag
And used the shit for battin' practice
Adamant and he thrashin'
Purchasin' crappy grams with half the hand of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
Toyin' with Raggy Anns and Mammy done had enough
Brash as fuck, breachin' all these aqueducts
Don't believe us, treat us like we can't erupt, yup

We end our day up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm drunk, I act the fool
Talking 'bout, "Do they sew wings on tailored suits?"
I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm, she slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
Sleeve rips off, I slip, I fall
The market's down like 60 stories
And some don't end the way they should
My silver spoon has fed me good
A million one, a million cash
Close my eyes and feel the crash

Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms
The maids come around too much
Parents ain't around enough
Too many joy rides in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and white lines
Super rich kids with nothing, but loose ends
Super rich kids with nothing, but fake friends

Real love (ain't that something rare?)
I'm searching for a real love (talking 'bout real love)
Real love, yeah
Real love (real love)
I'm searching for a real love
Talking 'bout a real love

AND THEN OVER HERE YOU HAVE FAVORITISM