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Weird Al Yankovic

Weird Al Yankovic Part. BAD HOMBRES

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gimme a beat! Sittin’ in the movie show, thinkin’ nasty thoughts, huh
Better be a gentlemen or you turn me off, huh
That’s right, a-let me tell it

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys

I don’t like no nasty car, I don’t like a nasty food, huh
Ooh ooh yeah
The only nasty thing I like is the nasty groove, huh
Will this one do?
Uh huh, I know

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, give me your nasty groove, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, let me see your nasty body move, huh
Oh you nasty boys

I could learn to like this
Listen up

I’m not a prude (no)
I just want some respect (that’s right)
So close the door if you want me to respond (ooh ooh yeah)
‘Cause privacy is my middle name
My last name is Control
No my first name ain’t baby
It’s Janet
Miss Jackson if you’re nasty

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys

Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing
Oh you nasty boys
Don’t mean a thing to me, uh
Nasty!
Don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Uh!

I love this part

Hey!
Who’s that thinkin’ nasty thoughts?
Nasty boys!
Who’s that in that nasty car?
Nasty boys!
Who’s that eating that nasty food?
Nasty boys!
Who’s jamming to my nasty groove?
Nasty boys!

Ladies
(Nasty boys)
Don’t mean a thing

Oh you nasty boys

Compartilhe!

Nasty (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gimme a beat! Sittin’ in the movie show, thinkin’ nasty thoughts, huh
Better be a gentlemen or you turn me off, huh
That’s right, a-let me tell it

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys

I don’t like no nasty car, I don’t like a nasty food, huh
Ooh ooh yeah
The only nasty thing I like is the nasty groove, huh
Will this one do?
Uh huh, I know

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, give me your nasty groove, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, let me see your nasty body move, huh
Oh you nasty boys

I could learn to like this
Listen up.

I’m not a prude (no)
I just want some respect (that’s right)
So close the door if you want me to respond (ooh ooh yeah)
‘Cause privacy is my middle name
My last name is Control
No my first name ain’t baby
It’s Janet
Miss Jackson if you’re nasty

Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing
Oh you nasty boys
Nasty
Nasty boys, don’t ever change, huh
Oh you nasty boys

Nasty boys, don’t mean a thing
Oh you nasty boys
Don’t mean a thing to me, uh
Nasty!
Don’t mean a thing, huh
Oh you nasty boys
Uh!

I love this part

Hey!
Who’s that thinkin’ nasty thoughts?
Nasty boys!
Who’s that in that nasty car?
Nasty boys!
Who’s that eating that nasty food?
Nasty boys!
Who’s jamming to my nasty groove?
Nasty boys!

Ladies
(Nasty boys)
Don’t mean a thing

Oh you nasty boys

Nasty (Letra)

Janet Jackson

Janet Jackson

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

All the lonely nights i spend alone

Never ‘round to love me

You’re always gone

‘cause you’re hangin’ out

Breakin’ the rules

Oh the man has come

Looking for you

You’re a rebel now

Don’t give a damn

Always carrying on

With the gang

I’m trying to tell you boy

It’s a mistake

You won’t realize

‘til it’s too late

Don’t understand

Why you insist

On ways of living such a dangerous life

Time after time you stay away

And i just know that you’re telling me lies

Chorus:

Black cat nine lives

Short days long nights

Livin’ on the edge

Not afraid to die

Heart beat real strong

But not for long

Better watch your step

Or you’re gonna die

You’re so together boy

But just at a glance

You’ll do anything

If given a chance

Scheming, plannin’ lies

To get what you need

So full of promises

That you never keep

Don’t you tell yourself

That it’s okay

Sick and tired of

All of your games

And you want me to stay

Better change

Makes no sense to me

Your crazy ways

Repeat chorus