525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes
how do you measure,
measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes
how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan. 525,600 minutes
how can you measure
the life of a woman or man?
In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or
the way that she died.
It’s time now to sing out,
tho the story never ends let’s celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Remember the love!
Remember the love!
Remember the love!
Measure in love.
Seasons of love!
Seasons of love
不在學校念書、沒上班、也未接受任何訓練的「尼特族」（NEET，Not in education, employment or training），有愈來愈多的趨勢。
根據日本政府統計，二○○四年，日本有六四萬名十五到三四歲的未婚年輕人離開職場或找不到工作，佔總人數的二％，預計二○二○年將增為一二○萬人。
(Spoken:)
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
‘Cause it’s OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
‘Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you’d love to know what it′s like
Wouldn’t you
What it feels like for a girl
Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patches
Strong inside but you don’t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak
Chorus:
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girl
Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting
Hurt that’s not supposed to show
And tears that fall when no one knows
When you′re trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little less
(chorus)
(chorus, prefixing 3rd line with “What it feels like”)
Strong inside but you don′t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak
(chorus, repeat)
In this world
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
What it feels like in this world
強力推薦
1.Doo wop(that thing)
2.Can’t take my eyes off you
《Doo Wop (That Thing)》
Chorus one:
Girls you know you betta watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
(admit two shots in the atmosphere)
It`s been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
Member when he told you he was `bout the benjamins
You act like you ain`t here him then gave him a little trim
To begin how you think you really gon` pretend
Like you wasn`t down and you called him again
Plus when you give it up so easy you ain`t even foolin` him
If you did then you`d probably fuck him again
Talkin` out cha neck saying your a Christian
A Muslim sleepin` wit da gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebell in
Who you gon` tell when the reprecussion spin
Showin` off your ass cause your thinkin` it`s a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again
You know I only say it cause i`m truely genuine
Don`t be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl the respect is just the minimum
Niggas fucked up and you still defendin` him
Now Lauryn is only human
Don`t think I haven`t been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women, in Philly, Penn.
It`s silly when girls sell their souls cause it`s in
Look at where you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails done by Koreans, come again
(Yeah, Yeah) come again
(Yeah, Yeah) come again
My friend come again
Chorus two:
Guys you know you betta watch out
Some girls, some girls are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing
That thing, that thing, that thing
The second verse it dedicated to the men
More concerned concerned wit his rims & his Timbs than his women
Him and his men come in the club like hooligans
Don`t care who they offend, popping yang (like you got yen) ………
Let`s not pretend, the women pack the pistol by they waist men
Pissed out by they case men, still in they mother`s basement
The pretty face men claiming that they did a bid men
Need to take care of their three and four kids men
But they facing court case when the child support place
Money takin` and heart breakin,
Now you wonderin` why women hate men
The sneaky silent men, the punk domestic violence men
The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men
How you gon` win when you ain`t right within
How you gon` win when you ain`t right within
How you gon` win when you ain`t right within
Uh Uh Come Again!
Don’t Tell Me
Written:Madonna/Mirwais Ahmadzai/Joe Henry
Don’t tell me to stop
Tell the rain not to drop
Tell the wind not to blow
‘Cause you said so, mmm
Tell the sun not to shine
Not to get up this time, no, no
Let it fall by the way
But don’t leave me where I lay down
Chorus:
Tell me love isn’t true
It’s just something that we do
Tell me everything I’m not
(first time:) But please don’t tell me to stop
(all other times:) But don’t ever tell me to stop
Tell the leaves not to turn
But don’t ever tell me I’ll learn, no, no
Take the black off a crow
But don’t tell me I have to go
Tell the bed not to lay
Like the open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees
(chorus)
(chorus, prefixing 1st and 3rd lines with “Don’t you ever”)
[Don’t you ever]
Please don’t
Please don’t
Please don’t tell me to stop
[Don’t you ever]
Don’t you ever
Don’t ever tell me to stop
[Tell the rain not to drop]
Tell the bed not to lay
Like a open mouth of a grave, yeah
Not to stare up at me
Like a calf down on its knees
