Let's Get Loud - Jennifer Lopez

You ready? Woo! Here we go! Life is just a party, so come as you are Dress it up or dress it down, don't forget your guitar Just be courageous, 'cause style's contagious Everyone can rock out like a superstar Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing, do your thing It's worth taking a chance Let's get crazy Yeah, just kick up your heels Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Let's get crazy (Crazy) Our songs, our style Our hair, our smile Our laughs, our heart Our grace, our smarts You see me on the cover of a magazine (Remember) things are always different than the way that it seems (Ha!) Here's an invitation to every nation Meet me on the dancefloor and we'll make the scene Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing, do your thing It's worth taking a chance Let's get crazy Yeah, just kick up your heels Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Let's get crazy La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la Oh Our songs, our style Our hair, our smile Our laughs, our heart Our grace, our smarts Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing, do your thing It's worth taking a chance Let's get crazy (Crazy) Turn the music up loud Now's the time to unwind Lose yourself in the crowd Let's get crazy Yeah, the fun's just begun Come on, dance everyone Here's an invitation to every nation Oh-oh, yeah, oh-oh, yeah Crazy Take a swing, do your thing It's worth taking a chance Let's get crazy Yeah, just kick up your heels Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Let's get crazy

My dream girl, those eyes, that nose My private inside joke, sign the cast on my funny bone Floral sheets on long-given-up ghosts Haunt my bedroom at night and say "Let's get you home" They say "Grow up, be a man, 'cause until then You're nothing but a short-haired girl" But come and Braille-palm-read and hold my hand See my reason and "Goodbye cruel world" And oh my God, what's wrong with me? And the wife of Walter Keane, whose name right now's escaping me That's right, Margaret Dream girl, come, and sweep me off my knees I'd rather stay asleep than never see you wake up next to me Neon lights like heat lamps in the cold To incubate the shadows you can't stitch back to your soles And you seemed fine just a few days ago But CO2 and fish tanks do enough to get you home Well now you swear in your prayers telling time "Promise I'll never have fun again If you'd stop flying," but then you start crying "Never mind, you win" And far too late came far too soon And the love you never made became the things you'd never do Oh, sweet Mary Dream girl, come, but keep your hands off me Go on back to bed my love, I mean, That's where dreams are supposed to be So come on, William, grow up, be a man 'Cause until then they're gonna treat you Like you're just a little girl But come and Braille-palm-read, hold my hands and you'll see that It's me who cries mercy while your fingers curl And, oh, are you at all like me? Do you know what I mean? Or am I too close to see? Someone, anyone? Of the two things we do on our knees Watch me fold my hands just to crack my knuckles Well, here is the church, here is the steeple Open the doors, see all the people Alright, that's enough, let's get you home

I'm always on the road, you're always all alone And I'm not always there when I'm at home But I'm ready for a little change I'm ready to accept some blame So let's back up to yesterday Let's get back in love Back to dreamin' of all those little things we used to do Let's start holdin' hands Let's start makin' plans, honey Let's get back to me and you It's not like it was when we fell in love When all we had was enough Well, I don't like the blues I like love that's true, honey Let's get back to me and you Let's get back in love Back to dreamin' of All those little things we used to do Let's start holdin' hands Let's start makin' plans, honey Let's get back to me and you Let's get back in love Back to dreamin' of All those little things we used to do Let's start holdin' hands Let's start makin' plans, honey Let's get back to me and you Yeah,let's get back in love Back to dreamin' of All those little things we used to do Let's start holdin' hands Let's start makin' plans, honey Let's get back to me and you Well honey,let's get on back to me and you

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true