Hit it up, get it up, won't let you rest Hit it up, get it up, this is not a test Hit it up, get it up, gotta give me your best So get your ass up, show me how you Burlesque We say, hey, here come the ladies 'bout to give a little show Underneath the

Everyone hurts the same Shame on me, shame on me Its not like its worth it Hey, I'm not tryin to be perfect Hey, I'm not tryin to be special 'Cause I ain't no angel Bridges that I burned And lovers that I hurt

Jesus on you I wait You will renew my strength I will run and not grow weary I will walk, I will not faint I will soar on wings like eagles Find my rest in your everlasting name You are my revival And I'll lean on your promise Oh, you are my revival

Creole Lady Marmalade Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? More (more), more (more), more Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (ce soir, ce soir) Where's all my soul sistas? Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas Hey sista, go

I get down, I get down, I get down Her light is as loud as as many ambulances As it takes to save a savior (whoa whoa whoa) She floats through the room on a big balloon Some say, "She's such a fake" That her love is made up No, no, no, no Let's have

Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) If I could turn the page In time then I'd rearrange Just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes

I'm never selling my soul Baby all I do is hope And I'm never selling my soul (no, no, no) I can feel your body Baby girl I just hope When I grow up I can know the ropes Guess we won't know until we know So all I can do is hope, hope, hope

Darlin' (reach out) come on girl, reach out for me I'll be there (be there) With the love that will shelter you And I'll be there (be there) Reach out, (reach out) reach out, reach out for me I'll be there (I'll be there) Now if you feel you can't go on

I've given up Wash it all away I'm wasting here I'm waiting here For anyone to wash it all away All of the chaos And all of the lies Can anyone wash it all away?

Mi vida entera, tú, tú, tú No hay ya nadie que quiera como tú Si supieras que me gustan son las cosas que prefieres tú Y quisiera que los hijos que tengamos fueran como tú (como tú, como tú) Como tú la primavera Como tú la vez primera Y si las calles