My contributions are:
He's the greatest dancer - Sister Sledge
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
One night in a disco
On the outskirts of Frisco
I was cruisin' with my favourite gang
The place was so boring
Filled with out-of-towners touring
I knew that it wasn't my thing
I really wasn't caring
But I felt my eyes staring
At a guy who stood out in the crowd
He had the kind of body
That would shame Adonis
And a face that would make any man cry
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
The champion of dance
His moves would put you in a trance
And he never leaves the disco alone
Arrongance but not conceit
As a man he's complete
My crme de la crme
Please take me (don't go) home
He wears the finest clothes
The best designers, heaven knows
Ooh, from his head down to his toes
Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci
He looks like a still
That man is dressed to kill
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Oh-what-wow
He's the greatest dancer
Oh-what-wow
That I've ever seen
Billy Joel's Big Shot
You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine Park Avenue clothes
You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don't come bitchin' to me
Because you had to be a big shot, didn't you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You know what everything's about
You and to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night
They were all impressed with your Halston dress
And the people you knew at Elaine's
And the story of your latest success
Kept 'em so entertained
But now you jsut can't remember
All the things you said
And you're not sure you want to know
I'll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show
Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn't you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out
You hand to the last word, last night
You're so much fun to be around
You had to have the front page, bold type
You had to be a big shot last night
Well, it's no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn't see it was time to go home
No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn't you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night
And of course The Kinks - Dedicated Follower of Fashion - no designer names but seems jolly appropriate
They seek him here, they seek him there,
His clothes are loud, but never square.
It will make or break him so he’s got to buy the best,
’cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
And when he does his little rounds,
’round the boutiques of london town,
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends,
’cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
He thinks he is a flower to be looked at,
And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight,
He feels a dedicated follower of fashion.
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
There’s one thing that he loves and that is flattery.
One week he’s in polka-dots, the next week he is in stripes.
’cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
They seek him here, they seek him there,
In regent street and leicester square.
Everywhere the carnabetian army marches on,
Each one an dedicated follower of fashion.
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
His world is built ’round discoteques and parties.
This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best
’cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is).
He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly.
In matters of the cloth he is as fickle as can be,
’cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
He’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
He’s a dedicated follower of fashion.
and Manic Street Preachers - Stay Beautiful
Find your faith in your security
All broken up at seventeen
Jam your brain with broken heroes
Love your masks and adore your failure
We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint
D.I.Y. destruction on chanel chic
Deny your culture of consumption
This is a culture of destruction
Don't wanna see your face
Don't wannt hear your words
Why don't you just
Babes on the run with poisoned lips
Wrap your arms round this everlasting kiss
Clinging to your own sense of waste
All we love is lonely wreckage
Your school your dole and your chequebook dreams
Your clothes your suits and your pension schemes
Now you say you know how we feel
But don't fall in love cos we hate you still
Don't wanna see your face
Don't wannt hear your words
Why don't you just
Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Anxiety is freedom
And Fashion Victim by Green Day
He's a victim of his own time
In his "vintage suit" and tie
He's casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
The new seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And follow the dress codes
WHAT'S IN A NAME?...HEY!
She's a scented magazine
Looking sharp and living clean
Living well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
So when you're dancing through your wardrope
Do the anorex - a go-go
Cloaked with style
For paedophiles as the credit card explodes
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone
(You the Crew)
And um
50 Cent - I Know What You Like
i know what you like
i know what i need
you like...
and i need you with me
now we could roll the windows and blow these trees
get jewels in the city in my brand new V's
shorty i know what you like
[chorus]
shorty like gucci,
i know you like fendi, sho you like prada, and imma treat you
right,
buy you moschino, christian dior, chanel as well,
shorty i know what you like,
i wanna see you in your best,
shoes from nine west, no mo pay less,
shorty i know what you like
dolce gabanna, louis vuitton, tight sergio valentes, turn me on
im thugged out shorty, im not trynna be rude,
but i prefer you be in the nude when im the mood
from high school i dunno much about the french couture
but i know i like the way you look, question
ever had sex in the car? sex with a star?
bigger the boobs, the more buckles on the bra,
imma take you out the hood girl i have you lookin propa
turn you into a sex fifth ave shoppa
my white gold come fresh out the projects
she'll appreciate me more thats my logic,
i put no price on happiness, money is no object,
im headed straight to the top, and this is my mind set
im not a rocket scientist but im bright
i can predict a lotta shit,
shorty i know what you like
[chorus]
shorty like gucci,
i know you like fendi, sho you like prada, and imma treat you
right,
buy you moschino christian dior, chanel as well,
shorty i know what you like,
i wanna see you in your best,
shoes from nine west, no mo pay less,
shorty i know what u like
you could shop at express but no mo gap and no mo guess,
let me show you what i like
designer shit, ambecrombie and fitch to fit, i found my nitch
everything i spits a hit, my flow sick
i aint been on a trick but shorty treat me right,
then i buy you what you like, c'm here
let me touch on you, i let you touch on me,
put my tounge on you, you put ur tounge on me
let me ride on you, and you can ride on me
you do it all night and we can have a balla night
im legit now used to break laws,
now you could read the benifits of world tours,
big house, big benz, girl its yours,
mink, coupes, italian shoes, stones with no flaws,
you aint got to look like a model for me to adore you,
all you gotta do is love me and be loyal,
don't indulge in my past,
f**k what happened before you,
cuz i need some hunnies gon hate you, that never saw you,
i know what you like
[chorus]
shorty like gucci,
i know you like fendi, sho you like prada, and imma treat you
right,
buy you moschino christian dior, chanel as well,
shorty i know what you like,
i wanna see you in your best,
shoes from nine west, no mo pay less,
shorty i know what you like
you could shop at express but no mo gap and no mo guess,
let me show you what i like
escada, sean john, bottles of don,
imma spit till i get 20 mil a flick like martin lawrence,
i sweet talk you if you like,
cuz all you really want is a nigga to treat you right, right?
you can hit the (??)
i could play with that ass, take a hot bubble bath,
in the champagne glass, was a mystery to me,
i'll be real clear soon,
i bet the sex warm and wet like the beach in can cun
you know what f**k me up more? watchin her lick her lips,
im watchin her walk, she hypnotize me with her hips,
shorty aint fat, fat, i seen her she was a star
titties stood up straight without a pushup bra
and her hate game was awesome, she aint never say no,
skin look like cinamon, booty like j.lo,
she got me wishin i could bone her,
smellin like chanel mixed with a weed aroma,
[chorus]
shorty like gucci,
i know you like fendi, sho u like prada, and imma treat you
right,
buy you moschino christian dior, chanel as well,
shorty i know what you like,
i wanna see you in your best,
shoes from nine west, no mo pay less,
shorty i know what you like
u could shop at express but no mo gap and no mo guess,
let me show you what i like
You auctioned off your life
For the "most" expensive price
Going once...
Going twice...
Now it's gone
What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name, hey?
What's in a name?
