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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Megamix (Extended Version) |
| Album: | (Single) | Genres: | Eurodance |
| Year: | 1988 |
Length: | 234 sec |
Lyrics:
By the rivers of Babylon Oh, oh, oh By the rivers of Babylon Oh, oh, those Russians By the rivers of Babylon Freeze! I'm Ma Baker Put your hands in the air, give me all your money By the rivers of Babylon Oh, oh, those Russians
By the rivers of Babylon There we sat down Yeah, we wept When we remembered Zion By the rivers of Babylon There we sat down Yeah, we wept When we rememb?red Zion When the wick?d Carried us away in captivity Requiring of us a song Now how shall we sing the Lord's song In a strange land?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let the words of our mouth and the meditations of our heart Be acceptable in thy sight here tonight By the rivers of Babylon
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy Cool (Oh, oh, oh) (By the rivers of-) Daddy, Daddy, Daddy Cool She's crazy 'bout her daddy She's crazy like a fool Wild about Daddy Cool I'm crazy like a fool Wild about Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool Daddy, Daddy Cool
Oh, those Russians Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago He was big and strong, in his eyes, a flaming glow Most people look at him with terror and with fear But to Moscow chicks, he was such a lovely dear He could preach the Bible like a preacher Full of ecstasy and fire But he also was the kind of teacher Women would desire Ra-Ra-Rasputin, lover of the Russian queen There was a cat that really was gone Ra-Ra-Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine It was a shame how he carried on
Freeze! I'm Ma Baker Put your hands in the air, give me all your money! She was the meanest cat in old Chicago town She was the meanest cat, she really mowed them down She had no heart at all — no, no, no heart at all She was the meanest cat, oh, she was really tough She left her husband flat, he wasn't tough enough She took her boys along 'cause they were mean and strong
Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma Ma Baker, she taught her four sons Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma Ma Baker, to handle their guns Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma Ma Baker, she never could cry Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma Ma Baker, but she knew how to die Don't anybody move! The money or your lives!
Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh (Headin' for the islands) We're ready, man, and packed to go Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh (When we hit those islands) There's gonna be a big hello Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh Diggin' all the sunshine It's easy not to say goodbye, bye, bye, bye (Headin' for the islands) Hey, yeah, we're really flyin' high Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh Ooh-ooh-hoo-ooh, hoo-ooh-hoo-ooh Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home, home, home Gotta go home
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