Nobody ever told you You shine like a diamond And you need to know What nobody ever told you Glitter like a gold Wish you could see yourself the way I do Take off all the makeup girl Shine your light, show the world Don’t be shy, don’t be scared

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

Turn up your night I will find you Make them dance Just like you 'Cause you make me move Yeah you always make me go I'll run away with your foot steps I'll build a city that dreams for two And if you lose yourself

Are you, are you ready, are you ready for love Written by Thom Bell, Leroy Bell and Casey James Catch a star if you can Wish for something special Let it be me, my love is free Sing a song to yourself Think of someone listening One melody, you're all for

Untethered angel Falling into darkness Don't be afraid of letting go Givin' up yourself won't set you free You built this world around you, your universe In spite of best intentions, things could not be worse Chaos and fear left you hangin' by a thread

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

(What do you want?) She's gonna dream out loud Zooropa vorsprung durch technik Zooropa be all that you can be Be a winner Eat to get slimmer Zooropa bluer kind of white Zooropa it could be yours tonight We're mild and green

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Then blame, blame, blame You know that's not my thing If you could see yourself now, baby You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang It's not my fault, you used to be so in control You're going

I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial When I and

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see