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Wanna Be (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

To watch the leaves grow on the trees with you is out of question.
I walk into this summer all alone the usual session.
You feel your instinct then you act but was it your intention,
To leave me down and broken now you’ve ended our ascension.
Yeah.
I still can feel the beach sand in my shoes. Remember when,
We talked along the ocean’s song ‘til blue from black fade in?
But that was then I learned to live without you far within’.
I ask you why you’re back to try to let me lose again?
You brought me here you wet my taste.
You disapeer without a trace.
It wasn’t me who made the call.
‘Cause now I wanna be.
Where you SLEEP,
Where you LAUGH,
Where you BRETHE!
And I hate to SAY,
Still I SWAY!
Brown your eyes,
Gone away.
Should I feel some closure I deserve if that at least.
And would you be so kind to show reasons for your release?
You woke me up from a distant past I left behind complete.
The message that you sent that night now falls to bittersweet.
Was it me my honesty?
You fail to show I never know.
It wasn’t me who made the call.
‘Cause now I wanna be.
Where you SLEEP,
Where you LAUGH,
Where you BRETHE!
And I hate to SAY,
Still I SWAY!
Brown your eyes,
Gone away.
Was it me my honesty?
You fail to show I never know.
You brought me here you wet my taste.
You disapeer without a trace.
Did ya’ think I’d ever lead you wrong?
Just know I’ll save all of our moments that we are.
Still I wanna be.
Where you SLEEP,
Where you LAUGH,
Where you BRETHE!
And I hate to SAY,
Still I SWAY!
Brown your eyes,
Gone away.
Now I wanna be.
Someday you’ll wish you never.
Where you SLEEP,
Someday you’ll wish you never.
Where you LAUGH,
Someday you’ll wish you never.
where you BRETHE.
Someday you’ll wish you never.
And I hate to SAY,
Someday you’ll wish you never.
Still I SWAY,
Someday you’ll wish you never.
Brown your eyes,
Someday you’ll wish you never.
Gone away.
Someday you’ll wish you never.
It took you long enough.
It took you long enough.

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Wanna-Be (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Here’s a story about a girl who thinks she’s so fuckin cool.
The dumb bitch don’t make much sense, she tries to be different.
When a band becomes a trend she acts like she’s the biggest fan.

She’s just a spoiled bitch, her dad is so filthy rich.
Dont ask me why I think you’re lame.
You and your friends all dress the same.
Your tiny tits don’t smuther me.
You’re just a fucking wanna-be.

She’s is an anti-prep, she thinks she’s alternative.
She just wants to fit in by smoking her cigarettes.
She’s always talking shit because she is a six foot bitch.

When a band becomes a trend, she acts like she’s the biggest fan.
You’re not punk, you’re not ska, you try to be something you’re not…
You’re not grunge, you’re not rock, you try to be something you’re not.

Wanna Be (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Feat/missy elliott

[missy]
Yeah, i’m back in this joint right here
For all my people who
Who sick of playin’ seconds and
And takin’ somebody’s leftovers
Get out the back seat, take the passenger seat
Ya know what i’m sayin’?
Heh, ya’ll feel me? y’all feel me?
Hear me out

[tamia]
Is it me or her babe?
You gotta make your decision
Cuz you got the wrong impression
I don’t want nobody’s seconds
I just want all of you babe
I’m used to gettin’ what i like
Just to curve my appetite
Serve you on a flame with a first class flight

1 – [tamia]
I wanna be the girl you take to your crib
And not the girl you hate to show where you live
I wanna be the girl for you all your life
And not the girl you’re thinkin’ of late at night

[tamia]
Let’s be truthful please
Will she always be around?
I need to know right here and now
Can i bury her underground?
I just want all of you babe
And she’s always in the way
And she’s always in your face
Am i the one who’s being played?

Repeat 1

[missy]
Not your chick on the side
I wanna be your main chick
So you gon’ have to pick
Between lisa, kim and stacy, and whoever
Not your chick on the side
I wanna be your main chick
So you gon’ have to pick
Between lisa, kim and stacy, and whoever

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

[missy]
Uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh
Ah ah ah ah, bap bap bap brr-ap
Ah ah ah ah, brr-ap
Ah ah ah ah, yo yo

Wanna-be (Letra)

Evil Child

Evil Child

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

some call us losers
some call us cheaters
some call us wanna-bes
but they don’t know us either

some say we’re punk
some say we’re preps
some say we’re gothic
and they say they know it

Don’t think we wanna
(wanna) be like them
if we were would we
act like them

~’cause we could be popular~
we would be jocks
with their M.V.P. rocks
ruling the school
‘cause you know the’re so cool

They think that we can’t handle it
slap, kick, punch, we’re all over it
‘cause when ever "Bang, bang you’re dead" comes on
they all run to buy a freakin gun

Don’t think we wanna
(wanna) be like them
if we were would we
act like them

would we pick on other kids
as if they were our freakin slaves
and there’s something i have to say

If you can bomb the world
into pieces why can’t you bomb the world
into peace

but we could be popular..

Wanna Be (Letra)

Nine Days

Nine Days

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

We all love a millionaire
On the radio, with a great video
And all the orchestration
Backing up your screaming guitar
How’d you make it this far?

Do you gotta be straight on the line?
Do you gotta look great all the time?
Do you gotta be straight?

We’ll even pay you, millionaire
Tell us of your abuse, we stand so amused
And what you said about the audience
Simple lyrics will do
Cause they don’t have a clue

Do i gotta be straight on the line?
Do i gotta look great all the time?
Do i gotta be straight?

Wannabewannabewishiwereyouknowiwishiwereyouknow
Wannabewannabewishiwereyouknowiwishiwereyou

Now love me i’m a millionaire
Running out of cliches, but i’m keeping the faith
Now, should i repeat the second verse?
Or maybe the third?
It’s becoming absurd

But i gotta be straight on the line
And i wanna be high all the time
Well, i gotta be straight

Gottakeepthefaith, gottaplayitstraight
Givepeaceachance, sittingonafence
Gottatowtheline, sweetchildo’mine
Pushcomestoshove, allyouneedislove

Wanna Be (Letra)

Katy Perry

Katy Perry

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You look so funny to me,
When you pretend to be something you could never be
You try to make us think you live a tough life,
But you’ve got your daddy’s money so you’ll always get by
There’s a little bit of hip missing from you’re hop,
You’re from beverly hills stop pretending you’re not
You’re the full ten baby all of the way,
You will never be south central la

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

We all know you’ve got it made
Drive around town in you’re escalade
No matter how you fight to fix it right
You’re just a trustfund baby on the inside
I’ll admit for me life hasn’t been to tough
I’ve got my own problems but they aint that rough
You can act the part you can wear the clothes
You can talk the talk everybody knows
Everybody knows yeah…

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

Just hanging with your homies out on a friday night
Turn up the bass it’s time to rock
Now don’t forget the shorty’s out in the club tonight
Time for you to show me all you’re ice ice
Baby boy…

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

Wanna Be (Letra)

Katy Perry

Katy Perry

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You look so funny to me,
When you pretend to be something you could never be
You try to make us think you live a tough life,
But you’ve got your daddy’s money so you’ll always get by
There’s a little bit of hip missing from you’re hop,
You’re from beverly hills stop pretending you’re not
You’re the full ten baby all of the way,
You will never be south central la

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

We all know you’ve got it made
Drive around town in you’re escalade
No matter how you fight to fix it right
You’re just a trustfund baby on the inside
I’ll admit for me life hasn’t been to tough
I’ve got my own problems but they aint that rough
You can act the part you can wear the clothes
You can talk the talk everybody knows
Everybody knows yeah…

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

Just hanging with your homies out on a friday night
Turn up the bass it’s time to rock
Now don’t forget the shorty’s out in the club tonight
Time for you to show me all you’re ice ice
Baby boy…

Got your air force ones & your sean john jeans
Way to big hanging down at your knee’s
Can you tell me what’s up with you’re worn out jeans
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be

You got you’re twenty inch pins as i enter the club
You’re gonna keep it real you’re get no love
Never seen the streets never stunned for words
You’re just a wanna be, you’re just a wanna be