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Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics

song listing: Paul Blart : Mall Cop Lyrics

I Can't Hold Back .......... Survivor

Runaway .......... Jon Bon Jovi and George Karakoglou

Mr. Blue Sky .......... Electric Light Orchestra

Detroit Rock City .......... KISS

My Bubble Gum .......... Rasheeda Frost

Think I'm In Love .......... Eddie Money

Do The Thang Thang (TSP Remix) .......... Shakti

Weekend In New England .......... Barry Manilow

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing .......... Charles Wesley, Felix Mendelssohn and William Cummings

Take It On The Run .......... Gary Richrath

Caribbean Sea .......... John Costello

Frankenstein .......... Edgar Winter

Parade Of Champions .......... Patriotic Fathers

Turn Up The Music (The World Is Watching You) .......... Jessica Ferguson


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- I Can't Hold Back .. Survivor


There's a story in my eyes
Turn the pages of desire
Now it's time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion's fire
I can feel you tremble when we touch
And I feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us
I've been holding back the night
I've been searching for a clue from you
I'm gonna try with all my might
To make this story line come true
Can ya feel me tremble when we touch
Can ya feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us
This love affair can't wait
*I can't hold back, I'm on the edge
(I can't hold back)
You voice explodes inside my head
I can't hold back, I won't back down
Girl it's too late to turn back now*
Another shooting star goes by
And in the night the silence speaks to you and I
And now the time has come at last
Don't let the moment run too fast
I can feel you tremble when we touch
And I feel the hand of fate reaching out to both of us
There's a story in my eyes, turn the pages of desire
Now it's time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion's fire
( * Repeat)

 


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Runaway .. Jon Bon Jovi and George Karakoglou


On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives
Theyre made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes
All your life all youve asked whens your daddy gonna talk to you
You were living in another world tryin to get your message through.

No one heard a single word you said.
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your heart.

Chorus:
Ooh, shes a little runaway.
Daddys girl learned fast
All those things he couldnt say.
Ooh, shes a little runaway.

A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind
See you out on the streets, call me for a wild time
So you sit home alone cause theres nothing left that you can do
Theres only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look at you

You know she likes the lights at nights on the neon broadway signs
She dont really mind, its only love she hoped to find

Repeat chorus

No one heard a single word she said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going around your heart

Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast
All those things he couldnt say

Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast
Now she works the night away

Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast
All those things he couldnt say

Ooh, shes a little runaway
Daddys girl learned fast
Now she was the night away


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Mr. Blue Sky .. Electric Light Orchestra


Sun is shinin' in the sky,
There ain't a cloud in sight
It's stopped rainin'
Everybody's in a play
And don't you know
It's a beautiful new day, hey.

Runnin' down the avenue,
See how the sun shines brightly
In the city on the streets
Where once was pity,
Mr. Blue sky is living here today.

(X2)
Mr. Blue sky, please tell us why,
You had to hide away
For so long (so long), where did we go wrong.

Hey you with the pretty face,
Welcome to the human race
A celebration Mr. Blue sky's
Up there waitin' and today
Is the day we've waited for

Mr. Blue sky, please tell us why,
You had to hide away
For so long (so long), where did we go wrong.

(X2)
Hey there Mr. Blue
We're so pleased to be with you
Look around see what you do,
Everybody smiles at you.

(Mr. Blue Sky, Mr, Blue Sky, Mr.Blue Sky)

Mr. blue you did it right,
But soon comes Mr. Night,
Creepin' over, now his
Hand is on your shoulder,
Never mind I'll remember you this
I'll remember you this way

Mr. Blue sky, please tell us why,
You had to hide away
For so long (so long), where did we go wrong.

(X2)
Hey there Mr. Blue (sky)
We're so pleased to be with you (sky)
Look around see what you do,
Everybody smiles at you.


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Detroit Rock City .. KISS


I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat

Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why

Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get up
Everybody's gonna leave their seat


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- My Bubble Gum .. Rasheeda Frost


[Intro:]
D-Lo, D-Lo

[Chorus:]
The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum (yep)the type of gurl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum. I'm the type of girl ya wanna take to ya mama house, t-t-t-take to ya mama house.

[Verse:]
(Yep) The Ga Peach and i'm back again its time to do the damn thang, better tell ya friends(take'em back). First thangs first:I Sheeda, mess around wit no man who wont eat her(naw). Its time to get it straight, these suckas round here trippin, ya know you do it boy, so gone and keep it pimpin!Got that Juciy Fruit, certified Bubble Yum. He goin down, chewin on my bubble gum. Sometimes you gotta direct'em like traffic, I' don't cum quick, but when I do its fantastic!I get'em wide open, oh i thank he like me. Got that Aquafina make them boys wanna wife me.

[Chorus:]
The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum (yep)the type of gurl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum. I'm the type of girl ya wanna take to ya mama house, t-t-t-take to ya mama house.

[Verse 2:]
Now let me see a knot or something. You lookin suspect like ya ass is frontin(is frontin)! Got my own car and my own crib, i see why you want me to meet ya mama den(mama den). Ya neva had a flava like this..a lil Ga Peach wita lil Southern twist(Southern twist).I hit and don't miss garunteed money like the first in the field ( in the field). Yeah I know i got that work. Got that good,good you wanna eat it like dessert(like dessert).He wanna show off this flaws piece so drop dem nickles off and get this dime piece(yep

[Chorus:]
The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum (yep)the type of gurl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum. I'm the type of girl ya wanna take to ya mama house, t-t-t-take to ya mama house.

[Verse:]
(Yep) Its hittin fo a lot of bread I'm off the chain wit it, watch me do it wit no hands(classy)but get nasty at tha same time. Once I hit the football stands..call it game time(Game time)!!Posted in the club like a supa model, jeans painted on same price as the crisp bottle(Crisp Bottle).Petite but that ass sit just right, now he wanna beat it up like his first name Ike(go head).But I ain't Anna Mae baby gul get money, baby gul don't play(go head)! I pimp hard like dat, i dont need a broke nigga on my arm like dat(yep)!

[Chorus: x2]
The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum (yep)the type of gurl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum. I'm the type of girl ya wanna take to ya mama house, t-t-t-take to ya mama house.

(yep,yep,yep)


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Think I'm In Love .. Eddie Money


Ooh, somethin's got a hold on me now
It's a feelin', burnin' like a lover on fire
Hold me tight, baby
Don't leave me by myself tonight
'Cause I don't think I can make it through the night

CHORUS:

I think I'm in love
And my life's lookin' up
I think I'm in love
'Cause I can't get enough (no, no, no)
I think I'm in love
It's gotta be love

It surrounds me
Movin' like a sea of madness
It controls me
Makes me do all the things that I do for you
Blow my mind, babe
Thinkin' about you now
And I don't know if I'll make it through the night

(CHORUS)

I think I'm in love oh no, no, no

Guitar solo

(CHORUS)

(CHORUS) Baby, how you do it
There must be somethin' to it
Babe I know it's gotta be love
{Oh, with magic in your hand}?
You made me understand
I know, I know it's gotta be love

It's gotta be love
(Love) and my life's lookin' up (love)

Fade


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Do The Thang Thang (TSP Remix) .. Shakti


Ishq Kah Nah Nah
Ishq Kah Nani Nani

I wanna get close you
I've seen you around and I
Like your style, and how you move
And I wanna get with you
You got me wonderin
Passion burning deep within
I like it close to you
Let me make you feel brand new

Ishq Kah Nah Nah
Do The Thang Thang
Freak your body body
Don't hurt nobody body
You's a hottie hottie
You know you got me got me
Let's get Naughty dah daah daddah--
Isq Kah Nani Nani
Do The Thang Thang
Freak your body body
Don't hurt nobody body
You' a hottie hottie
You know you got me got me
Lets get Naughty dah da ah daddah--

I am gonna do my best
Baby put me to the test
I want something that is true
Nothing that I can't do for you
Wont you come home with me
I'll make sure you never leave
Do the things you've only dreamed
Wanna be your fantasy

Ishq Kah Nah Nah
Do The Thang Thang
Freak Your Body Body
Don't hurt Nobody Body
You's a hottie hottie
You know you got me got me
Lets get Naughty dah daah daddah--
Isq Kah Nani Nani
Do The Thang Thang
Freak your body body
Don't hurt Nobody Body
You's a hottie hottie
You know you got me got me
Lets get Naughty


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Weekend In New England .. Barry Manilow


Last night, I said goodbye
Now--it seems year
Im back in the city
Where nothing is clear
But thoughts of me --holding you
Bringing us near

And tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again

Time in new england
Took me away
To long rocky beaches
--and you, by the bay
We started a story
Whose end must now wait

And, tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again

I feel the change comin
--i feel the wind blow
I feel brave and daring!
I feel my blood flow
With you
I can bring out
All the love, that I have
--with you theres a heaven
So earth aint so bad

And tell me
When will our eyes meet
When can I touch you
When will this strong yearning end
And when will I hold you again


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Hark! The Herald Angels Sing .. Charles Wesley, Felix Mendelssohn and William Cummings


1. Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new born King,
peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!"
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
join the triumph of the skies;
with th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new born King!"

2. Christ, by highest heaven adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
late in time behold him come,
offspring of a virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail th' incarnate Deity,
pleased with us in flesh to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new born King!"

3. Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
born that we no more may die,
born to raise us from the earth,
born to give us second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new born King!"


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Take It On The Run .. Gary Richrath


Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin' around
They say you got a boy friend
You're out late every weekend
They're talkin' about you and it's bringin' me down

But I know the neighborhood
And talk is cheap when the story is good
And the tales grow taller on down the line
But I'm telling you, babe
That I don't think it's true, babe
And even if it is keep this in mind

{Refrain}

You take it on the run baby
If that's the way you want it baby
Then I don't want you around
I don't believe it
Not for a minute
You're under the gun so you take it on the run

You're thinking up your white lies
You're putting on your bedroom eyes
You say you're coming home but you won't say when
But I can feel it coming
If you leave tonight keep running
And you need never look back again

{Refrain x 3}

Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin' around


Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Caribbean Sea .. John Costello


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Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Frankenstein .. Edgar Winter


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Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Parade Of Champions .. Patriotic Fathers


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Paul Blart : Mall Cop soundtrack lyrics -- Turn Up The Music (The World Is Watching You) .. Jessica Ferguson


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