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Aaron's Party Lyrics
* Aaron's Party (Come Get It) * I Want Candy * Bounce * My Internet Girl * That's How I Beat Shaq *
* The Clapping Song * Iko Iko * Real Good Time * Tell Me What You Want * Girl You Shine *

Aaron's Party (Come Get It)
J. Schwartz/B. Kierulf

spoken:
Here's a little bit of old school for ya
That goes a little bit somethin' like this:

I always try to be the flyest kid on the block
The popular one, with the rising stock
So that's when I had this bright idea
(To throw the party of the month?)
Nah, the party of the year

All the fine girls couldn't turn it down
Now all I gotta do is get my parent out
Should I send 'em to a movie
(No send 'em to a show)
Let me think, hmm, it's gotta be long though

I said, "Mom, Dad, yo, why you sittin' home?
It's a Friday night, have you seen Aunt ?? ?
And don't worry about stayin' out too long,
Some ?? will meet, I'll be fine alone

(car horn beeps)
Have a good time...

The doorbell rings cuz the party's here
I'm crankin' up the stereo like it's new year
Walkin' 'round the house like who's the man?
(Ain't nobody do it like Aaron can)

Party's on the floor, yea that's me
Bustin' out the moves like it's MTV
I guessin' where I'm goin' cuz I lost my head
Jumped on the table, this is what I said:

Chorus:
People all around ya got to
(Come get it)
Everyone together, sing aloud
(Come get it)
Jump all around, c'mon
(Come get it)
What?
(Come get it)
Say it again
(Come get it)

People all around ya got to
(Come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(Come get it)
Here we go now, c'mon
(Come get it)
What...what...what?
(Come get it...come get it...come get it)

(Nah, nah, nah, nah (X3)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Aaron ad lib]

Things are goin' great and I'm not surprised
Some people walked in I didn't recognize
I said, "Fellas, yo, you gotta get out!"
Hey, man, I heard this was an open house
Open house?
Yeah, that's what the flyer said
I didn't put a flyer
Somebody did

Then walked in, the girl I'm crushin'
And a kid spilled juice on my mom's new cushions
I turned around and another kid broke the lamp
I hope they weren't expensive...
They got them from France!

But now I won't sweat it,
I'll clean it up later
Cuz a honey over there
And I really wanna meet her

CHORUS

(Nah, nah, nah, nah (X3)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Aaron ad lib]

Break it down...

(Go, go, go ,go (X4))

Now all the trouble starts�

Was that a car door?
Oh, dang, I'm in trouble!
Everybody get out now,
On the double!

I'm dead (you're done) that's it for me
I'm gonna be picked off my family tree
Once Mom finds out about this party I had
I don't even wanna start think about that!

I'm ?? around the house, tryin' to clean up the mess
I sure put my new white Nikes to the test
The car door slammed as I'm walkin' up the steps
I guess life is good with ten seconds left

[Instrument break]
([other voice] shouted)AARON!!

([AC] spoken) Grounded

CHORUS (X2 and fade)

I Want Candy
B. Berns/R. Feldman/G. Goldstein/R. Gotteher

(spoken:)
Hey Justin�hey I-I can't come out tonight. I'm going to see this girl�No-no, her name is Candy. She's real cute. I gotta go, see ya!

(sung:)
I know a girl who's tough but sweet
She's so fine she can't be beat
She's got everything that I desire
Sets the summer sun on fire

chorus:
I want candy
I want candy
I want candy
I want candy

Go to see ya when the sun goes down
Ain't no finer girl in town
You my girl what the doctor ordered
So sweet she makes my mouth water

CHORUS

Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like Candy when she's wrapped in a sweater
Someday soon I'll make you mine
Then I'll have candy all the time

CHORUS

bridge:
Candy in the morning time
Candy in the hot sunshine
Candy, baby, can't you see
All I want is your candy
(x3)

All I want is your candy (x2)

Bounce
P. Kirtley/T. Hawes/M. Barther/J. Albert/A. Bostelaar/L. Martin/N. Stuart

Bounce

I wanna see ya bounce

Welcome to the party this is one of a kind
Like a hot chilli pepper it'll blow your mind
Don't know if you can take it
So now we're gonna shake it
And if you can't, put you in a house arrest

It's like this, we got a crazy notion
The DJ's feeding us a jumping potion
So come on everybody
Throw your hands in the air
We'll give him all our love, o yea

pre-chorus:
You gotta get up to get it down
When the beat kicks in
And you feel the swing
You just won't sit around

You've got to jump, gonna funk around
When you feel the swing
Let the fun begin
Don't stop now cuz I wanna see ya move-

chorus:
Livin' it up cuz we're here to party
Bouncey, bouncey, gonna make it happen
Doin' the disco bongo with me
Bouncey, bouncey come and dance with me
(x2)

Hit the tracks, can't you see it's not enough
When you find the bliss
And he's comin' on tough
They say "Turn it down!"
What you say, "No way!"

The sounds are pumpin' from the DJ
So crank it up cuz no one's gonna stop us
But at least you know my name, yo, we're gonna rock it
So come on everybody throw your hands in the air
We'll give him all our love, o ya

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

bridge (instu. break):
Yeah come on
(Bounce)
Everybody jump up and down
Let's get it on
(I wanna see ya bounce)
Cuz I wanna see ya have a good time

Yeah come on
(Bounce)
I want you to shout it out
Let's shake the floor
(I wanna see ya bounce)
Here we go, we're gonna bounce

Throw your hand up--

PRE-CHROUS

CHROUS

My Internet Girl
L. Curle/P. Nicholas/G. Dennis

(voice:)
You have email

Ain't no doubt about it
I can't wait to get home to you
(Gotta get home, yeah, uh, uh, come on)
Connectin' with my baby
Just jammin' online with you
(Online, online, online)

Here in my room we are as one
(Together you and me
Together you and me)
I must connect my dream switch on
(Switch: on)

chorus:
She's my best kept secret
My internet girl (my internet girl)
She's my one and only
And I ain't tellin the world
My internet girl

She's my best kept secret
Look up on my web that girl
My internet girl
Shes my one and only
My internet girl, my internet girl

My internet girl, my internet girl
(Internet)

Surfin' through my windows
Gotta find a way back to you
(I gotta find a way, gotta find a way
I gotta find a way, gotta find a way)
You left me main in the inbox
Thinkin' about what we should do
(I'm typin' in girlfriend,
So tell me what to do,
Tell me what you wanna do)

You left me the password to your heart
(Yeah, that's it)
No lookin' back we win from the start
(Click)
I wanna let you know she's mine

CHROUS

Here we go, uh,
Come on, come on, come on

CHROUS (x1 and fade)

That's How I Beat Shaq
J. Schwartz/B. Kierulf

And it goes, and it goes, and it goes a little somethin' like this-

Hit it
(Come on)
Aaron's in the house
Get up, get up I wanna make ya bounce
(Here we go)
Aaron's in the house
Get up, get up I wanna make ya bounce

Yo guys, check it out
Guess what happened to me?
(Another crazy story? Come on AC)
I was hangin' at the court
Just playin' some ball
Workin' on my game
(Yeah, we heard it all)

I hear the fans screming,
I though it was for me
But then I saw a shadow
It was 12' 3
It was Shaqille O'Neal
(What, what did he say?)
[How 'bout some one-on-one, wanna play?]

I told him "Why not, I got some time
But when I beat ya real bad,
Try not to cry."
(Please Aaron, are you for real?
One-on-one with Shaqille O'Neal)
Yeah, 34-center from the LA Lakers
(You must've been nervous?)
I knew I could take him

Scared the Shaq, try to psyche him out
Said, "O'Neal, you're in my house now"
Start the game, the whistle blows
Pay attention now as the story goes

chorus:
It's like boom (boom)
I put it in the hoop like slam (slam)
I hear the crowd screaming now jam (jam)
I swear I'm tellin ya the facts
Cuz that's how I beat Shaq
(x2)

So check it out, I thought I had the lead
But then he started score point on me
I scorin' up bricks
(Was he hittin' all the shots?)
I knew there was a way I could make it stop

I had a plan, I could change the pace
I said "Yo Shaq, you didn't tie your shoelace"
[Huh?]
He looked down, I stole the ball
I'm takin' in to score, watch me all

Three-pointer, nothin' but net!
Come on Shaq, had enough yet?
Down by two, I'm catchin' up
I guess he's getting nervous
Cuz you know it ain't luck

CHORUS

bridge:
Dunk after dunk
Jam after jam
Cheerleaders were cheerin'
"Aaron's the man"
(x2)

Announcers were shocked
Couldn't believe it was real
(I can't believe a kid just stuffed O'Neal)
One more second was all that remained
I put the ball up
And put him to shame

I must admit that it sounds real crazy
The ball when in and he cried like a baby
"Sorry Shaq, I shoulda let ya win.
But you're good too,
And we can still be friends"

Fans went nuts,
They put me on their shoulders
Then I heard a voice
And it sounded like my mother's-

{Get up for school, you're gonna be late!}
Ma, can't you see I'm playin' the game?
{How can you be playin' if you're still in bed?
Are you getting sick? Did you hit your head?}

Aw man, it all a dream
I guess that kind of thing could never happen to me
If it was a dream, and it wasn't real
How'd I get a jersey with the name "O'Neal"?

Whoa

CHROUS

The Clapping Song
L. Chase/Mrs. L. Kent/Mrs. J. McCarthy

chrous A:
3, 6, 9
The goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tabbacco on the street car line
The line broke, the monkey got choked
And they all went to heaven in a little rowboat

Clap clap, clap clap, clap pat, clap slap
Clap pat, clap your hand
Pat it in oyur partnert's hand
Right hand

Clap clap, clap your hand
Cross it with your left arm
Pat your partner's left palm

Clap pat, clap your hand
Pat your partner's right palm
Clap slap, clap your hand
Slap your thigh and sing a little song

Go-

chrous B:
My momma told me
If I was lucky
That she would treat me
If I was good-y
My auntie told her
I should act older
No im not kidding
That's what she told her

CHORUS A

Clap clap
Clap your hands and prepare to pat
Clap-take your right arm
And pat your partners right palm with your right palm

Clap-take your hand back and clap
Clap-take your right arm,
Cross your left arm with your right arm
Pat your partner's left palm with your left palm

Clap-now back with a clap
Take your hand to your palm and slap your thigh
And watch the fun materialize
As you sing this little song

CHROUS B

CHORUS A

CHROUS B (x2)

CHORUS A

Iko Iko
J. Thomas/J. Jones/M. Jones/S. Jones/R.L. Hawkins/B.A. Hawkins/J. Johnson

My gramma and your gramma
Sittin' by the fire
My gramma said to your gramma
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire"

chorus: (**)
Talkin 'bout hey now, hey now
Iko iko a'ni
Cheko no fle ma'na ni
Cheko no fle ma'ni

Lookin' like king all dressed in red
Cheko no fle ma'na ni
Bet you five dollars he'll kill you dead
Cheko no fle ma'na ni

CHROUS

My flagboy and your flagboy
Sittin' by the fire
My flagboy said to your flagboy
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire"

CHORUS

Cheko no fle ma'na ni
Iko

CHORUS

See that guy all dressed in green
Iko iko a'ni
He's not a man he's a lovin' machine
Cheko no fle ma'na ni

CHROUS (x3 and fade)

Real Good Time
A. Olafsdottir/M. Mehyer

(spoken:)
Sometimes, some place
Everybody has words
Of fallin' out, and makin up
Uh

chrous:
Maybe I laugh, maybe I cry
Maybe I scream, maybe I sigh
Baby I feel, the feeling is real
Maybe I curse, maybe I squeal

But I enjoy makin some noise
Foolin' around, I listen to the sound
Of you and I ?? and everythings said
I'm sure you know how to have a real good time

1, 2, 3, 4

You and I are not to blame
Sometimes we just go insane
You and I have much to give
Everything is relative
When we have our darker days
We just go our separate ways
You and I are not to blame
Sometimes we just go insane
Yeah

1, 2 , 3, 4

CHROUS

Sometimes baby in your eyes
Love is truly justified
When I hear you tellin' lies
I just wanna terrorize
Makin' up is o so good
Yea, we rock the neighborhood
You and I are not to blame
Sometimes we just go insane

1, 2, 3, 4

CHROUS

(trumpet break)

La la la la la la la
(x4)

CHROUS

Yeah yeah

Tell me What you Want
L. Dozier

Tell me, wont you tell me what
Wont you tell me what you wanna do
(x2)

Are you tired of me?
Would you like to be free?
I just got to know
Should I hang on, or let go?
(let go)

Don't keep me guessin' it just ain't fair
You got me drownin' in a sea of dispare
I've held on for as long as I can
Ooh, I need to know am I still your man?

chrous:
T-t-tell me what you want
Tell me what you gonna do girl
Nah nah nah nah nah nah

Tell me what you want
Tell me what is true girl
Nah nah nah nah nah nah

Puttin' pressure on my heart
Maybe we need some time apart
We need to find out what's gone wrong?
Before the love's completely gone

I've held up for as long as I can
I need to know, am I still your man?
Are we past the point of no return?
Is there a reason to be concerned?

CHROUS

bridge:
Give me a chance
To save what's left of my pride
(What's left of my pride)
Please tell me girl
Is the grass greener on the other side?

CHROUS (x2)

Tell me, wont you tell me what
Won't you tell me what you wanna do
(x2)

Nah nah nah nah nah nah

Girl You Shine
G. Carolla/J. Elofsson/K. Larsson/ P. Landin

I see you every day
And I can't seem to think
Of anything to say to you, baby
How can it be
That it breaks my heart when you're smilin' at me

pre-chorus:
The moment that I lay my eyes on you (ooh)
I knew that you'd be the one
To make my dreams come true

chorus:
Girl you shine
Like reflections on the water
Girl you shine
Like the sun in the sky
Girl you shine
Like the moon does in the nighttime
Girl you shine
Like the stars in the sky

In you I see
Something I won't buy
Never again, baby,
You're always on my mind
If I could find a way to open up my heart
Baby together we'd not be apart

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
Girl I can't imagine being without you
And I know that you're gonna make my dream come true
(Dream come true)
You know I'll never leave you
I'll never deceive you
I'll give you every piece of my heart

Girl you shine-shine-shine on me (X4)

CHORUS

You're all I need to survive
And girl you keep me alive
And girl you shine
Like the sun in the sky

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