Lookin' Out My Back Door - Creedence Clearwater Revival

From the moment the lights went off Everything had changed Lie awake in an empty room In my head it all feels the same Like the taste of the day you left That still lingers on my breath And the dampness of tears that left The stain where you had wept All alone with the negligee That still hangs off of my bed I keep meaning to give it away But I just leave it there instead No need to cry about it I cannot live without it Every time I wind up back at your door Why do you do this to me? You penetrate right through me Every time I wind up back at your door 3 more days til I see your face I'm afraid it's far too much Cook a meal and fix up the place Dial your number, hang it up If I took you for granted I apologize for acting tough You're my reason for living And there's no way I'm giving up, oh Don't need to cry about it I cannot live without it Every time I wind up back at your door Why do you do this to me? You penetrate right through me Every time I wind up back at your door Now every evening is a bitter fight And I'm eating home alone on a Friday night And I know what your friends say "He's just wasting your love and time" I will never let you change your mind No need to cry about it I cannot live without it Every time I wind up back at your door Why do you do this to me? You penetrate right through me Every time I wind up back at your door No need to cry about it I may just die without it Every time I wind up back at your door Why do you do this to me? You penetrate right through me Every time I wind up back at your door Every time I wind up back at your door Every time I wind up back at your door

Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And none of us could reach that high She came on like a teaser I had to touch and please her Enjoy a little paradise The lock was in my pocket When Lucy met the rocket She never knew the reason why I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return And now you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Nancy was so fancy To get into her pantry Had to be the aristocracy The members that she toyed with At city club were something in diplomacy So we put her on the hit list Of a common cunning linguist A master of many tongues And now she eases gently From her Austin to her Bentley Suddenly she feels so young I can't deny it With that smile on her face Oh it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming It's knocking at the door You know it's no good running No it's not against the law The point of no return Now how you know the score And now you're learning What's knockin' at your back door Sweet Lucy was a dancer But none of us would chance her Because she was a samurai She made electric shadows Beyond our fingertips And one of us could reach that high I can't deny it With that smile on my face Oh oh, it's not the kill It's the thrill of the chase Feel it coming Knocking at your door You know it's no good running No it's knocking at your door Knockin' at your back door

Extravagant Hendrix Switch hands like lil' pitcher Super astronomical Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go" Then lookin' like the baddest bitch in my videos I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose Speekin' of modellin', you look marvelous Hit your girl up and tell' em that you're all iced up (iced up) I try my best to put my ego first, I'd need to stop it Keep it real, you lookin' exotic, no Three rings on my left, I feel like King James They see the way we represent, they see the way we get it You can't be never slippin', you gotta show you're different I came through and took all they bitches with me Nigga I get all the way faded, I can't get tipsy I'm eating something, start busting and rushing on a daily basis, I'm guilty Let this champagne start flowin', drink it up 'til it's empty Got this V.I.P. section burnin' like a chimney We ain't gotta emphasize nobody, we done bought the building Let's go zip out to Australia, we can go to Switzerland We got a chauffeur and a translator for it, he don't speak English Sometimes when you speak from your soul it sound like you singing Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go" Then lookin' like the baddest bitch in my videos I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose Speaking' of modellin', you look marvelous Hit your girl up and tell' em that you're all iced up (iced up) I try my best to put my ego first, I'd need to stop it Keep it real, you lookin' exotic, no Gotta put a whole lot of kush into my lungs I put a whole lot of work and I just begun And when that green money on the turf, it's their call Gotta put that steel under my shirt and do it large Fuck the cops, she gon' ride you like my dog Chinchilla, I put it on and let it fall Gorilla, let it drag on the floor I forgot to get the money, lay low We take shoppin' sprees, I can bring the store to me I don't get top money, please, bitch I'm out they league Raf Simons, Rick Owens, cost 200 G's Cash out mad G's, bustin' down AP's Hand made one of one Riccardo Tisci Crystal diamonds on my sleeves, L-O-V-E Changed the whips about a week, yes I do agree Louis V on my carry-on, yes indeed Have to pay for it tonight as you charge a fee Order the PJ at one, we land tomorrow at three Steak and shrimps, caviar for seven days Let's flick it up for my dawgs in the cage Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go" Then lookin' like the baddest bitch in my videos I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose Speekin' of modellin', you look marvelous Hit your girl up and tell' em that you're all iced up (iced up) I try my best to put my ego first, I'd need to stop it Keep it real, you lookin' exotic, no I'ma keep it real with you! Lookin' exotic Got a half mil' on me I'm 'boutta to recount it now

Up in the sky, the brightest star No one can shine as bright as you do, baby Think your mind's lost in commotion All your fears are interwoven Parts of you that have been broken Bottle up all your emotions Foreign feelings, wounds are healing With new eyes to see a light that guided me Rip out my heart to give you life Tear me apart, teary eyes You're the blood that flows through my veins Be the shield that takes all your pain Rip out my heart to give you life Up in the sky, the brightest star I've been searching for a lifetime To find a soul that intertwines Every part of you is all mine The love you give has redefined Foreign feelings, wounds are healing With new eyes to see a light that guided me Rip out my heart to give you life Tear me apart, teary eyes You're the blood that flows through my veins Be the shield that takes all your pain Rip out my heart to give you life Up in the sky, the brightest star No one can shine as bright as you do baby

This is a special shout going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen Press and curl, hot curlers, everything I love you mama Black hair is (a revolution) Cornrows (uh-uh, honey, I am tender-headed) Jheri curls (style sophistication) Afro puff (ah-ooh, ah-ooh) Hair weave (call her Miss Ross) Braids (pride, respect) Extensions (more of a 90s fashion) Asymmetrical shroom (banji girl) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is (a revolution) Finger wave (a classic extravaganza) Press and curl (never mix, never worry) Flat top fade (very contemporary) Nail sculpture (urban distinction) Hot comb (ouch, mama, that was my ear!) Blow out kits (ooh, ooh tamba) No-lye relaxer (fried dyed and laid to the side) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is... Now mama got her own salon down on Auburn Avenue And if you wanna know what's happening in Atlanta Just go to the salon That's to you and all y'all down there, brothers and sisters Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta Little baby boy, Tone Tone, Leonard, K-Ron, Cornisha Peace my brothers and sisters Peace, love and hair grease A revolution, a revolution A re- re-, a revolution I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is...

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

حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا قَمَرْ، يَا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا، يا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِفِ الْقَمَرْ لُونِ الْوُرُودْ لُونِ الزّهِرْ فُوقِ الْخُدُودْ زَاد الْحَلا جَدايِلْ سُودْ جَدايِلْ سُودْ حِلِي الْكَرَزْ فَوْقْ شْفافِكْ آه يَا قَمَرْ حِلِفِ الْقَمَرْ لُونِ الْوُرُودْ لُونِ الزّهِرْ فُوقِ الْخُدُودْ زَاد الْحَلا جَدايِلْ سُودْ جَدايِلْ سُودْ حِلِي الْكَرَزْ فَوْقْ شْفافِكْ آه يَا قَمَرْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا يَا رُوحِي طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّوا بِينِ الْجُفُونْ طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّوا بِينِ الْجُفُونْ السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّواء بِينِ الْجُفُونْ طَلّ الْهَوَى بْأحْلَى عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ، عُيُونْ قَالِّي الدّواء بِينِ الْجُفُونْ السّحْرِ هامْ بِألْفِ لُونْ والشّعْرِ غافِي عاكْتافِكْ عِينِي، عِينِي، عِينِي عَالهَوى فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ، يَا، يَا رُوحِي حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ حِلِف الْقَمَرْ يَا قَمَرْ، يَا قَمَرْ يَمِينْ وقَالّي يَا حِلْوِ ساعِةْ ما شافِكْ فِي الْحُسْنِ لا بَعْدِكْ ولا قَبْلِكْ يا رُوحِي يا رُوحِي كِمْلِتْ أوْصافِكْ يا، يَا رُوحِي