Sync Different

YeahYou know what I’m sayingIt feels a little different here today butYou know, uhCome check the grooveNow baby love, come check the groove
Oh girlI really don’t trip on ladiesBut the minute you walked on by me
You really, really turned me onIf you get with me
Check the vibe and seeYou can be my only oneYeah, come on
You got me fiendin’Pretty lady, so fineAnd you got that bodyThat’s working over time, yeahI’m going crazy, what’s my opening lineYou got me goin, its like that
I can’t deny

She’s in my head (She’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this timeI won’t forget you
She’s in my head (She’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this timeSo I won’t forget you

GirlI really don’t think you hear meBeen looking everywhere for love
And baby, you got it allWe can be so flyLobster every nightI’ll be there every time you call, baby
You got me fiendin’Pretty lady, so fineAnd you got that bodyThat’s working over time, yeahI’m going crazy, what’s my opening lineYou got me goin, its like that
I can’t deny

She’s in my head (Oh she’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this time (you are, you are)I won’t forget you
She’s in my head (You know she’s driving me wild)She’s on my mind (cuz your my baby)I’m not afraid of love this time
But I won’t forget you

(Fiendin’)(Body) Look when you drive me crazy(Crazy) I can’t go anyway else babySo listen to me, put it downAnd come with me
(Fiendin’) Crazy lady
So fine and crazy(Body) My baby, babyCome on, come on, yeah(Crazy) Come on babyCheck the groove and level up with your boy, ahYou feel me, aight

I’d be a killerLet me be the one, I know you want itGuess you play with me sometimes
Your easy game just show exactly baby what you wantYou’re choosing me I wonder why

Oh tell me baby what you need and I can be the one
You tell me how to start the fireI can’t resist a feeling that you give me cause I need to fight for love

Fight for love
Take me to the starlight

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Take me baby to your fictional realityWhen I’m with you I feel so strongJust say a word and we will face a new realityWith you I know I’m not alone
Take me to the starlight
———Tell me baby
You took me by surprise
You stop me when I’m wrong
Show me the way and I’ll support you all along

You know how to disguise
You tell me to move on
You take me to your…

Hero’s fall away
Villains come to take you
Tie the ropes, snap the cuffs and throw take key away
Who can save the day
Glass that we can’t see through
Is bullet proof
We’re the hunters, they’re the prey
We’re the hunters, you’re the villains, go away
We’re the hunters, send the villains far away
We’re the hunters, they’re the prey
Put me in now
I’ll take em out
I’ll take em all out
One by one,
I’ll take you to your grave

Verse 1

Well, I’m going down to the St. James Infirmary,
to see my baby there

She was all stretched out,
on a long white table
So sweet, so cold, so bare

Verse 2

Let her go, go !
Ahh, my little Baby, Where ever she can beYou may search this whole world all over
But she’d never find a sweet man like me

Verse 3

Now, when I die, bury me in Stetson shoesA Stetson coat, and a Stetson hat
And put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the cats know, that I died fat
Ad Lib

St. James Infirmary, where can my baby be ?
It’s just at St. James Infirmary, yeah
Let my baby go, let my baby goLet my Baby go, go, go
Let my Baby go !

Traditional arranged by :
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
When everything goes wrong,
There’s troubles in your home
Oh, Lord, Oh Lord ,
Stand by me

Chorus

Lord, stand by me,
As I walk this land alone
Lord stand by me
Help me bear this heavy load
Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up
Help me drink from this bitter cup
Oh Lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me

Verse 2

When everything goes wrong,
There’s troubles in your home
Oh, lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me
I don’t worry and I don’t fret,
Cause my God has never left me yet
Oh Lord, Oh Lord,
Stand by me

Chorus
Lord, stand by me,
As I walk this land alone
Lord stand by me
Help me bear this heavy load
Oh if I stumble Lord, pick me up
Help me drink from this bitter cup
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, Stand by me

Words & Music by Reverend Charles A. Tindley (DP)

Arrangement by :
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball


Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
Sun so hot I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne
She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said I come from Dixie girl
Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Yeah Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee


Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)
Arrangement by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau