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The All-American Rejects – Gives You Hell (Music Video Lyric)

I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place.
And you’re still probably working
At a 9 to 5 pace
I wonder how bad that tastes

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell

Now where’s your picket fence, love?
And where’s that shiny car?
And did it ever get you far?
You never seemed so tense, love
Never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are?

And truth be told, I miss you
And truth be told, I’m lying

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that’s went to jail that treats you well
Then he’s a fool you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

Tomorrow you’ll be thinking to yourself,
“Where did it all go wrong?”
But the list goes on and on (and on and on and on)
And truth be told, I miss you
And truth be told, I’m lying

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you find a man that’s went to jail that treats you well
Then he’s a fool you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell

Now you’ll never see
What you’ve done to me
You can take back your memories
They’re no good to me
And here’s all your lies
you can look me in the eyes
With the sad, sad look
That you wear so well

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that’s went to jail and treats you well
Then he’s a fool you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)
When you hear this song and you sing along, well, you’ll never tell (you’ll never tell)
And you’re the fool, I’m just as well, I hope it gives you hell (it will give you hell)
When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell (it will give you hell)
You can sing along I hope it puts you through hell

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Alanis Morissette “My Humps”

I drive these scrubbers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ices
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and the Donna
Karan they be sharin’
All their money got me wearing fly

My love my love my love my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump my hump my hump
My humps they got you

What you gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk up my hump

What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m gonna make make make make you scream
Make you scream

They say I’m really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin’ next to me
Always dancin’ next to me
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Lookin at my lump, lump
You can look but you can’t touch it
If you touch it
I’ma start some drama
And you don’t want no drama
No no drama no no no drama

My hump my hump my hump my hump
My hump my hump my hump
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps

She’s got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She’s got me spending
Spending all your money on me..
Upon me, uh on me

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
I’ma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump

Whatcha gonna do with all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make make make make you work
Make you work work make you work

Look at us in this kitchen
Look at us rallying all our defenses
Look at us waging war in our bedroom
Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues

There is no difference
In what we’re doing in here
That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.

Look at us form our cliques in our sandbox
Look at us being cruel kids with both our hearts blocked
Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
Look at dictatorship on my own block

There is no difference

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Alanis Morissette – Underneath (Music Video and Lyrics)

In what we’re doing in here
That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.

How I’ve spun my wheels
With carts before my horse
And shine on the outside springs from gloom
Spotlight on these& seeds of simpler reasons
And score bourne into corn, stretching my limit

There is no difference
In what we’re doing in here
That doesn’t show up as big as it does out there
So why spend all our time undressing our bandages
When we’ve the ultimate key to the cause
right here all underneath.

Alanis Morissette – Hand In My Pocket (Lyric)

I’m broke but I’m happy
I’m poor but I’m kind
I’m short but I’m healthy, yeah
I’m high but I’m grounded
I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed
I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be fine fine fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I’m sober
I’m young and I’m underpaid
I’m tired but I’m working, yeah
I care but I’m worthless
I’m here but I’m really gone
I’m wrong and I’m sorry baby

What it all comes down to
Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven’t got it all figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I’m free but I’m focused
I’m green but I’m wise
I’m shy but I’m friendly baby
I’m sad but I’m laughing
I’m brave but I’m chicken shit
I’m sick but I’m pretty baby

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one’s really got it figured out just yet
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything’s just fine fine fine
I’ve got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxicab…

Alanis Morissette – Ironic