Música da Semana
Christina Aguilera faz solo em filme; veja
13/08/10
O vídeo da música “Somethings Got a Hold on Me”, da cantora Christina Aguilera, foi divulgado na quarta-feira (11). A canção faz parte da trilha sonora do filme “Burlesque”, do qual Aguilera também é a protagonista.
No longa, que conta ainda com a participação de Cher, ela vive uma menina do interior que vai para Hollywood em busca de seus sonhos e se tornar artista. A estreia do filme está prevista para o dia 28 de janeiro do ano que vem no Brasil.
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Música da Semana: Lady GaGa – Alejandro
09/06/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
I know that we are young.
And I know you may love me.
But I just can’t be with you like this anymore.
Alejandro.
(Uh uh uh oh oh oh uh oh oh) (2x)
[Verse 1]
She’s got both hands
In a pocket.
And she won’t look at you,
Won’t look at you.
She hides true love
En su bolsillo
She got a halo around her finger.
Around you.
You know that I love you boy.
Hot like Mexico, rejoice.
At this point I gotta choose,
nothing to lose.
Don’t call my name.
Don’t call my name, Alejandro.
I’m not your babe.
I’m not your babe, Fernando.
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch.
Just smoke my cigarette run.
Don’t call my name.
Don’t call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro
Ale-ale-jandro
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro
Ale-ale-jandro
(Just stop. Please. Just let me go. Alejandro.
Just let me go.)
[Verse 2]
She’s not broken.
She’s just a baby.
But her boyfriend’s like a dad, just like a dad.
Draw those flames that burn before him.
Now he’s gonna find a fight, gonna fool the bad
You know that I love you boy.
Hot like Mexico, rejoice.
At this point I gotta choose,
nothing to lose
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Alejandro
I’m not your babe
I’m not your babe, Fernando.
Don’t wanna kiss, don’t wanna touch
Just smoke my cigarette run
Don’t call my name
Don’t call my name, Roberto
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro
Ale-ale-jandro
Alejandro.
Alejandro.
Ale-ale-jandro
Ale-ale-jandro
Música da Semana: 3OH!3 – STARSTRUKK ft. Katy Perry
11/04/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Nice legs, Daisy Dukes,
Makes a man go…
That’s the way they all come through like…
Low-cut, see-through shirts that make ya…
That’s the way she come through like…
‘Cause I just set them up,
Just set them up,
Just set them up to knock them down,
‘Cause I just set them up,
Just set them up,
Just set them to knock them down them down
I think I should know how
to make love to something innocent
without leaving my fingerprints out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce,
How, do I say I’m sorry ’cause the word
Is just never gonna come out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce
Tight jeans, double d’s makin’ me go…
All the people on the street know…
Iced out, lit-up make the kids go…
All the people on the street know…
‘Cause I just set them up,
Just set them up,
Just set them up to knock them down,
‘Cause I just set them up,
Just set them up,
Just set them to knock them down them down
I think I should know how
to make love to something innocent
without leaving my fingerprints out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce,
How, do I say I’m sorry ’cause the word
Is just never gonna come out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce
You know that type of shit just don’t work on me
Whistlin’, trying to flirt with me
Don’t take it personally
‘Cause we were never in love
It doesn’t really matter who you say you are
Singing out the window of your car
Find another girl across bar
‘Cause L-O-V-E’s not what this was
I think I should know how
to make love to something innocent
without leaving my fingerprints out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce,
How, do I say I’m sorry ’cause the word
Is just never gonna come out,
Now, L-o-v-e’s just another word
I never learned to pronounce
Música da Semana: Black Eyed Peas – Imma Be
08/04/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Imma be, imma be – imma, imma, imma be
Imma be, imma be – imma, imma, imma be
Imma be, imma be – imma, imma, imma be
Imma be be be be imma, imma be
Imma be be be be imma, imma be
Imma be be be be imma, imma be
[Fergie]
Imma be on the next level
Imma be rockin’ over that bass treble
Imma be chillin’ with my mutha, mutha crew
Imma be makin’ all them deals you wanna do (hah)
Imma be up in that maylist flicks
Doin one hundred flips and
Imma be Sippin’ on drinks ’cause
Imma be shakin’ my hips
You gon’ be lickin’ your lips
Imma be takin’ them pics
Lookin’ all fly and shit
Imma be the flyest chick (so fly)
Imma be spreadin’ my wings
Imma be doin’ my thing (do it do it – okayy)
Imma, imma swing it this way
Imma, imma, imma, imma swing it that way
This Fergie-ferg, and imma, imma be here to say
The twenty-first century until the end of the day
Imma be, imma be – imma, imma, imma be
Imma be, imma be – imma, imma, imma be
Rich, baby, quick, quick, imma, imma, imma be
The shit baby check me out (be)
Imma be, imma be
On top, never stop (be be)
Imma be, imma be – imma imma imma be
Imma be, fuckin’ her
Imma imma imma be – imma be be be imma imma be
[Will.I.Am]
Imma be the upgraded new negro
Imma be the average brother with soul
Imma be world wide international
Imma be in Reo rockin’ Tokyo
Imma be brilliant with my millions
Loanin out a billion, I get back a trillion
Imma be a brother, but my name ain’t Lemen
Imma be your banker, I’ll be loading out semen
Honey’s in debt, but we bouncin’ them checks
But I don’t really mind when they bouncin’ them checks
Imma be, imma be, imma be, imma be, rich, baby
Imma be, imma, imma be, imma, imma be
Imma be sick with the flow
When the goal is to rock the whole globe
Imma be the future
Imma be the whole, reason why you even wanna come to a show
You can see what I’m rockin and I’m pickin out a golden
Imma be up in the club
Doin whatever I like
Imma be poppin’ that bubbly
Cool and livin’ that good life
Oh, let’s make this last forever
partyin’ when you’re together
On and on and on and on and
On and on and on and on and
Imma be rockin’ like this (What)
Y’all niggas wanna talk shit (But)
Wantin’ you put it on the blog
Rockin’ like this my job
We can’t help that we popular
And all these folks want to flock to us
Come to a show and just rock with us
A million plus with binoculars
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be livin’ that good life
Imma be livin’ that good, good
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be livin’ that good life
Imma be livin’ that good, good
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be livin’ that good life
Imma be livin’ that good, good
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be livin’ that good life
Imma be livin’ that good, good
Imma be…. Imma be
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
[Apl.de.ap]
Imma be, rockin’ that Apl.de.ap in here
BEP we definite
We on some next level shit
Futuristic musically
Mind will fold with energy
For the soul new-sonicly
Sending positivity
Crossed the world, and seven seas
Taker of our family
Rockin’ show ‘specting cheese
Imma be out with my peas
Livin’ life, feeling free
That’s how it’s supposed to be
Come join my festivities
Celebrate like Imma be
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be
Música da Semana: Stefhany – Falem de mim
28/03/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Espelho,espelho meu existe alguem mais bonita que eu ?
Não pense que vou chorar
Não pense que vou sofrer
Não ligo porque falam de mim
Meu lema é viver,Bem
Eu me olho no espelho,gosto de ser como eu sou
Porque quem desdenha quer comprar,por isso sou mais eu
Falem bem,falem mal enfim,falem de mim
Eu me olho no espelho,gosto de ser como eu sou
Porque quem desdenha quer comprar,por isso sou mais eu
Falem bem,falem mal enfim,falem de mim
Não pense que vou chorar
Não pense que vou sofrer
Não ligo porque falam de mim
Meu lema é viver,Bem
Eu me olho no espelho,gosto de ser como eu sou
Porque quem desdenha quer comprar,por isso sou mais eu
Falem bem,falem mal enfim,falem de mim
(Eu nem ligo!)
Música da Semana: Justin Bieber ft. Ludacris – Baby
21/03/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
You know you love me
I know you care
You shout whenever
And I’ll be there
You are my love
You are my heart
And we will never
Ever, ever be apart
Are we an item?
Girl, quit playing
We’re just friends
Or are we saying
So there’s another one
Looks right into my eyes
My first love break my heart
For the first time
And I was like
[Refrão]
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
[Justin Bieber]
Oh, for you I would’ve
Done whatever
And I just can’t believe
We ain’t together
And wanna play it cool
The thought of losing you
I’ll buy you anything
I’ll buy you anywhere
You wanted beaches
Can you fix me
Shake me till’ you wake me
From this bad dream
I’m going down, down
Down, down
And I just can’t believe
My first love won’t be around
And I’m like
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
[Ludacris] Luda
When I was 13 I had my first love
There was nobody
That compared to my baby
And nobody came between us
No one could ever come above
She had me going crazy
Oh, I was star-struck
She woke me up daily
Don’t need no Starbucks
She made my heart pound
I skip a beat when I see her in the street and
At school on the playground
But I really wanna see her on the weekend
She knows she got me dazing
Coz she was so amazing
And now my heart is breaking
But I just keep on saying
[Refrão]
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, no
Like baby, baby, baby, oh
I thought you’d always be mine, mine
[Justin Bieber]
Now I’m gone
Now I’m all gone
Now I’m all gone
Gone, gone
I’m gone
Música da Semana: Lady Gaga ft. Beyoncé – Telephone
14/03/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Hello, hello, baby, you called, I can’t hear a thing
I have got no service in the club, you see, see
Wha-wha-what did you say? Oh, you’re breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I’m kinda busy
K-kinda busy, k-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I’m kinda busy
Just a second, it’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh
You shoulda made some plans with me, you knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me, I’m kinda busy
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna think anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… I’m busy
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… I’m busy
Can call all you want, but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Call when you want, but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Boy, the way you blowing up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Çeave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
‘Cause this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I cannot answer
Not that I don’t like you, I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station
Tonight I’m not taking no calls ’cause I’ll be dancing
‘Cause I’ll be dancing, ’cause I’ll be dancing
Tonight I’m not taking no calls ’cause I’ll be dancing
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna think anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna think anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna talk anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… I’m busy
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… Stop telephoning me
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh… I’m busy
Can call all you want, but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Call when you want, but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
Out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone, m-m-my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone, m-m-my telephone
‘Cause I’m out in the club and I’m sipping that bub
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone
We’re sorry… The number you have reached
Is not in service at this time
Please check the number, or try your call again
Música da Semana: Ke$ha Feat. 3OH!3 – Blah Blah Blah
07/03/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I dont really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don’t be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick’s at
Music’s up
Listen hot stuff
I’m in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Boy come on get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
I wanna dance with no pants on
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
‘Cause I know you don’t care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked
But your wasted
Music’s up
Listen hot stuff
I’m in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Your always talking that shit
But never laying the bitch
Yeah
I don’t care who you are
In this bar
It only matters who I is
Stop ta-ta-talking that Blah blah blah
Think you’ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Car-ar-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah
Música da Semana: Shakira – Gypsy
28/02/10
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
Broke my heart on the road
Spent the weekends sewing the pieces back on
Crayons and dolls pass me by
Walking gets too boring when you learn how to fly
Not the homecoming kind
Take the top off and who knows what you might find
Won’t confess all my sins
You can bet all trying but you can’t always win
(CHORUS)
?Cause I’m a gipsy are you coming with me?
I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
Never made agreements just like a gypsy
And I won’t back down ?cause life’s already bit me
And I won’t cry I’m too young to die if you’re gonna quit me
‘Cause I’m gypsy
I can’t hide what I’ve done
Scars remind me of just how far that I’ve come
To whom it may concern
Only run with scissors when you want to get hurt
(CHORUS)
?Cause I’m a gipsy are you coming with me?
I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
Never made agreements just like a gypsy
And I won’t back down ?cause life’s already bit me
And I won’t cry I’m too young to die if you’re gonna quit me
‘Cause I’m gypsy
And I say
Hey you you’re no Fool. If you say no
Ain’t it just the way life goes
People fear what they don’t know
Come along for the ride
Come along for the ride
(CHORUS)
?Cause I’m a gipsy are you coming with me?
I might steal your clothes and wear them if they fit me
Never made agreements just like a gypsy
And I won’t back down ?cause life’s already bit me
And I won’t cry I’m too young to die if you’re gonna quit me
‘Cause I’m gypsy
Música da Semana: Britney Spears – 3
01/11/09
Acompanhe com a letra da música:
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’
Babe, pick a night
To come out and play
If it’s alright
What do you say?
Merrier the more
Triple fun that way
Twister on the floor
What do you say?
Are – you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing (yeah)
Are – you in
I am countin’!
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
Countin’
Three is a charm
Two is not the same
I don’t see the harm
So are you game?
Lets’ make a team
Make ‘em say my name
Lovin’ the extreme
Now are you game?
Are – you in
Livin’ in sin is the new thing
Are – you in
I am countin’!
1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between
Countin’
1, 2, 3
Peter, Paul & Mary
Gettin’ down with 3P
Everybody loves ***
What we do is innocent
Just for fun and nothin’ meant
If you don’t like the company
Let’s just do it you and me
You and me…
Or three….
Or four….
- On the floor!
