Kennedy Life Is A Party Lyrics Sheet
1. Karate Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy and Count De Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI)
I don’t need no 9mm glock These hands are deadly guns From smokin’, drinkin’, bein’ a thug I sip Hypnotiq from a coffee mug I keep a healthy state of mind I only drink and drive at night
I know karate I know ju-jitsu I drive like a gangster when I’m coming to see you
And I’m coming to see you all the time I’ve got a bottle of cheap jug wine Pop some pills and make some love And try to recline I like to drive into the sun I like it when you’re sitting gun My single’s on, it’s number one
I know karate I know ju-jitsu I drive like a gangster when I’m coming to see you I know karate I got some mojo but holding hands Ain’t something I do, that’s true
I know karate I know ju-jitsu I drive like a gangster when I’m coming to see you
My best girl asked me if she’s the only one I gotta be blunt, I say Hell yeah!
2. John & Yoko featuring Yelle Written by Kennedy, Count de Money and Ai Kusuhara Produced by Kennedy and Count de Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI) and Copyright Control
I can be your John Et je serai Yoko (And I’ll be your Yoko)
I can play the guitar Et moi du Koto (And I’ll fake the Koto)
You can break up my band Et chanter en solo (And you can go solo)
When they drop the bomb we can say "oh no"
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The universe started with the Big Bang And you and I started with the same thing
We were hip on hip And thigh on thigh
Now loose lips sink ships so don’t tell my wife
Baby, oh sweet baby I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming to tell you the same
You're always tug tug tuggin’ on my heart strings You’ve got that wonder woman strength of an Amazon queen
I’ll be your superman or Clark Kent Will you fly me to Dubai in your invisible jet
Ah lady, my sweet lady, I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming to tell you the same
Come on Yoko you’re a sweet thang Come on Johnny let’s go all the way
From the sunrise To the sunset
I shine every time you walk into my life It don’t fade
3. Oh Yeah Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy, Count De Money and DJ Sticky Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI), Richard Forbes (Copyright Control)
She likes me But the size of her love, well it’s frightening She’s batting her eyes in morse code She’s saying bling, bling, bling it’s time to take me home She says “you’re getting excited” I’m tired of trying to fight it, (“Don’t fight it”) So turn on the kettle Preheat the oven When the water starts to boil it’s time to start . . .
(Oh yeah) She likes to dish the dirt with me (Oh yeah) She likey like the birds and bees (Oh yeah) She likes to put her hips to work (Oh yeah) She likes to make me go berserk
She’s nineteen I find this very enticing You see it’s hard to find A girl with her state of mind I heard she’s into scratching and biting I want this promise in writing We can write it in the sky in lightning Well dinner’s been served so let’s move to the bed I can turn down the lights and give you . . .
(Oh yeah) She likes to dish the dirt with me (Oh yeah) She likey like the birds and bees (Oh yeah) She likes to put her hips to work (Oh yeah) She likes to make me go berserk
I tried to keep this love a secret I won’t tell if you won’t tell I must confess my whole world
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4. Hillbilly Witchcraft Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy and Count De Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI)
Let’s pick up stakes and move to the sticks Sell the El Camino for an old broomstick There’s no more smokes And one last match A big black book on witchcraft Somewhere in Arkansas I saw my shadow sell my soul Now my two front teeth are turning black The Devil’s at the end of the cul-de-sac
Just clap your hands and move your feet Jump in the poison ivy We got the hillbilly Hillbilly witchcraft There ain’t no money in the bank There ain’t no booze left to drink There’s just the hillbilly Hillbilly witchcraft
Way down in old Texarkan Running with the Devil and the son of Sam Party in the barn, eating from a can And all we know is witchcraft My mama’s got a big black hat Daddy sells bibles from the back of a van And every time the moon gets fat All I see is witchcraft
Just clap your hands and move your feet Jump in the poison ivy We got the hillbilly Hillbilly witchcraft There ain’t no money in the bank There ain’t no booze left to drink There’s just the hillbilly Hillbilly witchcraft There ain’t no money in the bank
5. Mama Made Me A Pimp Written by Kennedy, Count De Money, Yves Lelevier and Laura Conway Performed and Produced by Kennedy and Count De Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI)
I look in the mirror I like what I see
Mama made me a pimp From the very first day
Step out of the Caddy onto the street Checking the bitches, checking the heat
I don’t want to go out
But
Mama made me a pimp From the very first day
I threw it down, I threw it away
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Kennedy_Life Is A Party_Lyrics Mama made me a pimp From the very first day
I wanna save my soul
My nizzle
Mama made me a pimp From the very first day
6. Going Insane Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy, Count De Money and DJ Sticky Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI), Richard Forbes (Copyright Control)
There’s a new reality show that’s sweeping the nation It’s called “The World’s Gone Mad” and it’s topping the ratings Now everyone’s invited All it costs is your brain It’s a golden opportunity to make you insane
For 24 hours 7 days a week It’s a total bombardment of the shabby and chic It creeps into your mind Like a bad Fergie song You’ve got the ring tone, the t-shirt, the DVD and training bra
Someone call the doctor ‘cause we’re going insane With virtual reality infecting my brain Better check the real reality before it’s too late We’re on a one-way trip to nowhere so I’m jumping this train
All those size zero model girls ain’t very filling
I’d like to stuff them with Dunkin Donuts and tell them they’re pretty Is that a wardrobe malfunction or are you happy to see me If you want to move some units show your nipples on TV
Your girlfriend’s got more piercings than friends on Myspace She likes to go to rehab then have cocktails at my place Who wants to be a millionaire? (I do!) You better hustle You see me on the street make like an iPod and shuffle
Someone call the doctor ‘cause we’re going insane With virtual reality infecting my brain Better check the real reality before it’s too late We’re on a one-way trip to nowhere so I’m jumping this train
Paris and Britney I think I’m going insane David Hasselhoff I know I’m going insane The internets We must be going insane George Bush Insane, insane
(chorus)
7. Life Is A Party Written, Performed and Produced by Kennedy, Robert Rodriguez and Daniel Havik Horne Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Robert Rodriguez (ASCAP), West Coast Knitting Music (ASCAP)
Zam Zoo
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Kennedy_Life Is A Party_Lyrics Oh how my head hurts Morning time is always the worst Rolling out of bed in my Star Wars P.J.s I hear the ocean, no; it’s just the freeway Hit the shower then I Google my own name K.E.N.N.E.D…why do I even bother What shall I do with my day? Shall I read a book or call up Doctor Dre? Hey, call up Dre to shoot the shit His intern says, “Who the fuck is this?”
All the party people in the world say “Yeah”
Life is a party or that’s what I hear Beer is for lunch, teenagers for dinner Life is a bitch and that’s what they say Don’t get your teardrops in my latte Working? I try to avoid it I withdraw my money from Mommy’s wallet But ballin’? I’m good all night long. Getting busy in bed, bath, and beyond All the party people in the world say “Yeah”
Nighttime is the right time for half a Xanax and a bottle of wine Then let’s get freaky, get freaky oh yes! But before we get freaky can you riddle me this How many girlies does it take to get the hot water flowing in the kitchen sink?
All the party people in the world say “Yeah”
8. Sleep Talking Written, Performed and Produced by Kennedy Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI)
A,B,C,D,E,F,G I know you are the girl for me Every night while you’re asleep I hear you talking in your sleep (while we’re dreaming, while we’re dreaming)
Shiny silver drops of dew Were once inside the ocean blue But just like me they long to be Lying here right next to you
Do you know? You’re talking in your sleep (while we’re dreaming, while we’re dreaming)
If I may, I will, I might Ask you to come stay the night We can dine on cheap boxed wine And watch the moon by candlelight
Candy coated chocolate hearts Falling down from the stars They hit the ground and like a seed They grow into my love for thee
Do you know? You’re talking in your sleep (while we’re dreaming, while we’re dreaming) I hear you talking in your sleep
9. Let It Out Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy, Count De Money and DJ Sticky Cordless Recordings LLC, 30 Irving Place, 3rd Floor, NY, NY 10003 PH: 212-287-6100 Email: [email protected]
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I’m gonna let it out I’m gonna show you what it’s all about I’m not afraid anymore to show you This time it’s forever
Don’t let this fall on deaf ears All this pressure My cork is gonna pop I’ve been living like a fool but I’m changing my ways and I’m never gonna stop
Don’t believe what you read in magazines Don’t believe what you see on the TV screens With all this talk We don’t seem to talk You gotta understand that I’m your number one fan
I’m gonna let it out I’m gonna show you what it’s all about I’m not afraid anymore to show you This time it’s forever
I’m gonna let it out I’m gonna say it loud (say it proud) I’m not afraid anymore to show you This time it’s forever
I could throw my diamonds into the river Whatever it takes to tell you that I need you I could walk on water Jump through rings of fire If our love is on the line I’ll make you mine So listen up
You were there before I was a star In my underwear playing air guitar (in the mirror) You had faith in me You believed in me When no one knew my name you were my number one flame
I’m gonna let it out I’m gonna show you what it’s all about I’m not afraid anymore to show you This time it’s forever
10. Wanted The World Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy and Count De Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI)
I was born with nothing But diamonds in my eyes Daddy sold perfume Mama drank wine And all my life they told me “Son you are the one” From the bottom of the barrel Straight to number one
It was so hard
I wanted the world and I got it, baby My single’s number one Just the icing on the gravy ‘Cause I took the world And I made her my bitch
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Kennedy_Life Is A Party_Lyrics Now my single’s number one And I’m sexy and rich, oh yea
Please oh please Don’t let my heart, don’t let my heart turn black I’ve worked so long, so hard, so strong It’s time the world gave back I’ve watched my friends and family slowly losing faith Everyday I tell myself I still know you’re great
I don’t believe in God And I don’t believe in hell Don’t see Jesus comin’ ringin’ my bell
After so many years of being told no I’m praying for a miracle to save my soul
I wanted the world and I got it, baby My single’s number one Just the icing on the gravy ‘Cause I took the world And I made her my bitch Now there’s diamonds in my eyes And I’m sexy and rich, oh yea
All the tear drops in my eyes Turn to diamonds They’re the diamonds for the whole world
I wanted the world and I got it, baby My single’s number one Just the icing on the gravy ‘Cause I took the world And I made her my bitch Now there’s diamonds in my eyes And I’m sexy and rich
11. Your Mama Written, Performed, and Produced by Kennedy and Count De Money Published by Heteropriest Music (BMI), Aletti Brothers Music (BMI) Nikki Monninger – Vocals on “Your Mama”
Nobody loves you like your mama loves you But who’s lovin’ your mama? I am, I am
Mama, mama I’ve got more than money on my mind I’ve got off-shore oil and real estate Diamonds, ice and fancy things Baby, baby, I’ve got more than bitches on my brain I’ve got everything I ever need Sitting right inside of me
Nobody loves you Like your mama loves you But who’s lovin’ your mama? I am, I am
I am the man who’s lovin’ your mama all night long And it feels so right, it feels so wrong It feels so good when we get it on I don’t have a lot to say I don’t have a lot to do Here’s your lunch money, honey Get to school now
Nobody loves you
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Kennedy_Life Is A Party_Lyrics Like your mama loves you But who’s lovin’ your mama? I am, I am When heaven lends a helping hand It’s the helping hand of a dirty old man
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