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Kylie Minogue - Red Blooded Woman

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah



Yeah...

ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Count backwards 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Before you get too heated and turned on (and turned on)
You should've learned your lesson all in times before
You've been bruised, you've been broken
And theres my mind saying think before you go
Through that door that takes me to nowhere (yes boy)
I stopped you all romantic crazy in your head
You think I listen, no I don't care





Can't focus I can't stop
You got me spinning round, round, round, round (like a record)
Can't focus it's too hot (inside)
You'll never get to Heaven, if your scared of getting high





(Boy, boy) Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you, yeah...



(Boy, boy)
Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down
And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?
(Boy, boy)
I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you





My concious saying, get down off the streets,



It's too dangerous and deadly (yes boy)



Has got you talking around and circles got you see,



All for the sake of sexy



And as my friends say, stop before you fall



I dont wanna pick you up again (yes boy)



He's got you all romantic and crazier each day



You think I listen, there's no way





Can't focus I can't stop



You got me spinning round, round, round, round (like a record)



Can't focus it's too hot (inside)



You'll never get to Heaven, if your scared of getting high





(Boy, boy)



Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down



And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?



(Boy, boy)



I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you, yeah...



(Boy, boy)



Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down



And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?



(Boy, boy)



I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you





Let me keep freaking around, freaking around



Red blooded women



It's too hot inside



You'll never get to Heaven if your scared of getting high





La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,



Freaking around



La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,



Freaking Around



La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,



Freaking around



La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,



Freaking Around





(Boy, boy)



Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down



And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?



(Boy, boy)



I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you, yeah...



(Boy, boy)



Let me keep freaking around, I wanna get down



And I'm a red-blooded woman, what's the point of hanging around?



(Boy, boy)



I wanna keep turning it down, when this girl wants to rock with you





Wanna rock with you

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petak, 11.09.2009.

Povratak Što radi svaki prosječni Hrvat u pola 2 u noći dok još radni tjedan traje. Spava naravno. A što radim ja? Provodim vrijeme sjedeći za kompom,, čitajući važne i nevažne stvari dok knjiga za sutrašnji ispit stoji širom otvorena ispred mene. Nije da ju nisam pokušala barem s razumjevanjem pročitati, no čari interneta su jače od toga. Istina da će sve te vijesti i sutra poslije ispita stajati tu; istina da nije bilo neophodno da baš sada promijenim profil sliku, a sigurno mi online igrice neće nigdje pobjeći... Ali ja opet radim sebi na štetu. Zašto? E to je pitanje na koji ni sama ne znam odgovor. Pretpostavljam da je to iz nekog samouništavajućeg nagona koji vjerojatno svi nosimo u sebi, no kod mene se je malo previše raspojasao. A kako da si u tome pomogne? To je pitanje za milijun dolara. Jer ja sam rađe počela pisati blog kojeg nisam par godina takla, nego pokušala riješiti taj problem i potom se barem djelomično primiti posla. Jer ispit je sutra, zadnja šansa, popravka nema........................................