written by Eric Stefani, J. Rosa

The bed is made, so is the cake
The frogs are swimming down in the lake
The chairs are stacked and the house is locked
The food is eaten and the boat is docked

The flowers are watered and the glass is filled
The chain is linked, the money’s billed
The walls are painted and the bell has rang
What is wrong? Everything!

1, 2, 3, 4
Everything, everything, everything’s wrong
Ever quit your bitchin’ and you want to go on
But if you look at me, you laugh and you say
“Why just give me another thing, don’t tell me this way”

Everything’s wrong
Everything’s wrong

Your hat is sewn, the clock is set
The toilet’s flushed and the sponge is wet
The lights are on and your shoes are tied
My posters are up and my hair is dyed

The house is built and the records scratched
Your dishes are dirty and your pants are patched
The chrome is shiny and the juice tastes like tang
What is wrong? Everything!

That’s all I say, I say no more
So please don’t ask for an encore

1, 2, 3, 4
Everything, everything, everything’s wrong
Ever quit your bitchin’ and you want to go on
But if you look at me, you laugh and you say
“Why just give me another thing, don’t tell me this way”

Everything’s wrong

written by Eric Stefani

Mmmm, I’ll put up with you in the morning
And I’ll put up with you in the night
I’ll put up with you anytime
Oh, being with you’s such a delight

I’ll put up with you and your boyfriends
And I’ll put up with you and your family
I’ll put up with you and the in-laws
If they can put up with me

I’ll put up with your complaining
And I’ll put up with your needs
I’ll put up with you messin’ around
You can go but once more with me

I’ll put up with you and your smokin’
And I’ll put up with you and your dirty deeds
I’ll put up with you and your cussin’
You don’t know how happy you would make me

I want you, sugar, yeah
Hey woo hoo hoo hoo
And baby I got to, I know I have to
I put my love around you, honey
I want you, need you so bad
Oh, you put up with me
Ooh, I’ll put up
I’ll put up, I’ll put up, I’ll put up

I’ll put up with your last name
And I’ll put up with you and not kiss my lips
I’ll put up with you not missin’ me
Though down deep inside, I wish you would change
Though down deep inside, I wish you would change
Though down deep inside, I wish you would change
Though down deep inside, I wish you would change

written by Eric Stefani

At the park you try to teach a dog a brand new trick
You take a ball and toss it far, and then you say “go get it”

You know you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He only knows what he may
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He’ll only curl his tail and run away

And so you try a new approach, you try to hold and cuddle it
You hope he’ll learn it if you try again, but he just don’t get it

You can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He only knows what he may
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He’ll only curl his tail and run away

You can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He only knows what he’s trained
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
Not even if you get down and beg
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog

Remember when you saw him in the window
(You bought him from the local pet store)
You can’t forget the first time you brought him home
(You brought him home, he went on the floor)
You could have taught him then if you would have known
(Party No Doubt!)

You can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He only knows what he may
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He’ll only curl his tail and run away

You can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He only knows what he’s trained
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
Not even if you get down and beg
No, you can’t teach an ol’ dog

No, no way
You can’t teach an ol’ dog new tricks
He’ll only curl his tail and run away

written by Joe Strummer, Mick Jones

Kill that drummer

Well, I got a friend who’s a man
What man?
The man who keeps me from the lonely
He gives me what I need
What you need? What you got?
I need it all so badly

Oh, anything I want
He gives it to me
Anything I want
He gives it, but not for free
It’s hateful
And it’s paid for, and I’m so grateful to be nowhere

This year I’ve lost some friends
Some friends?
What friends?
I don’t know, I ain’t even noticed

You see, I gotta go out again
Again?
My friend
I gotta see the main man

Oh, anything I want
He gives it to me
Anything I want
He gives it, but not for free
It’s hateful
And it’s paid for, and I’m so grateful to be nowhere

Anything I want
He gives it to me
Anything I want
He gives it, but not for free
It’s hateful
And it’s paid for, I’m so grateful to be nowhere

I killed all my nerves
My nerves?
What swerves?
And I can’t drive so steady

I’ve lost my memory
My mind?
Behind
I can’t see so clearly

Anything I want
He gives it to me
Anything I want
He gives it, but not for free
He gives it to me
Anything I want
He gives it, but not for free
He gives it to me
He gives it to me
Not for free, not free
Not for free, not free
It’s not for you, it’s for me

written by Donna Summer, Giorgio Moroder, Pete Bellotte

I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby

When you’re laying so close to me
There’s no place I’d rather you be than with me

I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby

Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin

I love to love you baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby

Lay your head down real close to me
Soothe my mind and set me free, set me free

Love to love you, baby
Ah, love to love you, baby
Ah, love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby

When you’re laying so close to me
There’s no place I’d rather you be than with me

I love to love you, babe
I love to love you, babe
I love to love you, babe

Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin

I love to love you, babe
I love to love you, babe
I love to love you, love you, love you

Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, love to love
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, love to love

Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, love to love
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, baby
Love to love you, baby, love to love

I love to love you, babe
I love to love you, babe

written by Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo, Gwen Stefani, Tom Dumont, Tony Kanal

*Tom, Tony and Adrian play their respective instruments on this track

Perfect day, just you and me
Let’s make the whole wide world just leave
Turn on the answer machine
We’re gonna lay around, go nowhere fast

Give a little love
Right to me
Give a little love
Right through me
Give a little love
My baby
Give a little love
Come save me

Having you right next to me
See you’re the only thing that I can see
We fit together perfectly
We’re gonna lay around, go nowhere fast

Give a little love
Right to me
Give a little love
Right through me
Give a little love
My baby
Give a little love
Come save me

Give a little love
Give a little love

Only you and me
Only you and me, so happy
Only you and me
Only you and me, so nasty

Perfect day, just you and me
Let’s make the whole wide world just leave
Turn on the answer machine
We’re gonna lay around, go nowhere fast

Give a little love
Right to me
Give a little love
Right through me
Give a little love
My baby
Give a little love
Come save me

Only you and me
Only you and me, so happy
Only you and me
Only you and me, so nasty

written by Toots Hibbert

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
Tell you, baby
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

I’ve seen no sign of you
I’ve only heard that you
Huggin’ up the big monkey man
I’ve seen no sign of you
I’ve only heard that you
Huggin’ up the big monkey man

Is not lie, is not lie
Them a tell me
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Is not lie, is not lie
Them a tell me
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

Now I know that, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me
Now I know that, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

I’ve seen no sign of you
I’ve only heard that you
Huggin’ up the big monkey man
I’ve seen no sign of you
I’ve only heard that you
Huggin’ up the big monkey man

Now I know that, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me
Now I know, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
They tell me that
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

I’ve seen no sign of you
I’ve only heard that you
Huggin’ up the big, big monkey man

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

Now I know, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me
Now I know, now I understand
You turnin’ a monkey on me

Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay
You huggin’ up the big monkey man

Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey man
Huggin’ up the big, big monkey man
Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, yeah, yeah, yeah
You huggin’ up the big, big monkey man

Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, yeah
Monkey, monkey, monkey yeah, yeah, yeah
Monkey, monkey, monkey, na na na
Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, yeah
You huggin’ up the big monkey man
Monkey, yeah

written by Bradley Nowell

* Live in Anaheim, CA (06.01.1997)

All of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I’ll come with my Smith and Wesson

A little competition comes my way
Bitty bye but it always winds up the same
Ah, but the stone that the builder refuse
Shall be the end corner stone and

There ain’t nothin’ wrong
Ain’t nothin’ right
And still I sit and lie awake at night

Oh, all of the DJs surely have taken a lesson
Try talkin’ trash and I’ll come with my Smith and Wesson
Enough DJs come – enough, enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics we all know it’s wicked and wily

Ain’t nothin’ wrong
Ain’t nothin’ right
And still I sit and lie awake all night

Oh, you finish that with your gat if you wanna walk with me
You bound to come down with the new stylee
Rock a rub-a-dub known as reggae music
You gonna come down with the new lyrics

Cause it just ain’t no thing
Oh, I said it’s been a real long time

Ain’t nothin’ wrong
Ain’t nothin’ right
And still I sit and lie awake all night oh, oh yeah

Ah, Dreddy’s got a job to do but he might fulfil his mission
To see his pain will be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
Truly God set around the nation – bo, bo!

I won’t wait so long
Ooh, I said I won’t wait so long for you
Oh, oh see now ooh, woah

Stop your messin’ around
Better think of your future
Time you straighten right out
Or you’ll wind up in jail

Variation on original track, but lyrical changes not included here.

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