Aishwarya Rai - No Life Without Wife

(Soundrack Bride & Prejudice)


Lonely Mr. Kholi from Las Angeles
Came to Punjab on one bent knee
He had a green card, new house, big cash
So made a wish with every fallen lash
For you to do the journey with him
To smile when he got home ask how his day had been
He wants you by his side in joy and strife
Poor Mr. Kholi he has no life without wife.

No life
Without Wife
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
No life
Without Wife
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah

I don't want a man who ties me down
Does what he wants while I hang around
I don't want a man who's crude and loud
Wants a pretty wife to make him proud
I don't wanna man who can't be funny
Who tells tall tales about making money

I don't want a man who'll grab the best seat
Can't close his mouth when he starts to eat
I don't want a man who likes to drink
Or leaves his dirty dishes in the sink
I don't want a man who wants his mummy
A balding pest with too much dummy
I don't want a man who's dead in the head

Poor Mr. Kholi
Aye Mr. Kholi
Maybe he's good in bed

What you don't want don't matter no more
Soon you'll be married and ready to go
A match made in heaven just like milk and honey
You make all the Gobi he'll make the money
Everyday will be the same according to his plans
Forget what you want Mr. Kholi's now your man

I just want a man with a real soul
Who wants equality and not control
I just want a man good and smart
A really sharp mind and a very big heart
I just want a man not scared to weep
To hold me close when we're asleep

I just want a man who loves romance
Who'll clear the floor and ask me to dance
I just want a man who likes to sing
Makes up words when I play the strings
I just want a man who gives some back
Who talks to me and not my rack
I just want a man who loves to cook
To read my dreams and share my books
I just want man whose spirit is free
To hold my hand, walk the world with me

Roxette - It Must Have Been Love

(Soundrack Pretty Woman)


Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely, is there a silence
In the bedroom and all around

Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

And it's a hard winter's day
I dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It was all that I wanted, now I'm living without
It must have been love, but it's over now
It's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Cássia Eller - Palavras ao vento

(Soundrack Da Cor do Pecado)


Ando por aí querendo te encontrar
Em cada esquina paro em cada olhar
Deixo a tristeza e trago a esperança em seu lugar
Que o nosso amor pra sempre viva
Minha dádiva
Quero poder jurar que essa paixão jamais será

Palavras apenas
Palavras pequenas
Palavras

Ando por aí querendo te encontrar
Em cada esquina paro em cada olhar
Deixo a tristeza e trago a esperança em seu lugar
Que o nosso amor pra sempre viva
Minha dádiva
Quero poder jurar que essa paixão jamais será

Palavras apenas
Palavras pequenas
Palavras, momento

Palavras, palavras
Palavras, palavras
Palavras ao vento

Christophe - Les paradis perdus

(Soundrack Quand j'étais chanteur)


Dans ma veste de soie rose
Je déambule morose
Le crépuscule est grandiose

Mais peut-être un beau jour voudras-tu
Retrouver avec moi
Les paradis perdus

Dandy un peu maudit, un peu vieilli
Dans ce luxe qui s'effondre
Te souviens-tu quand je chantais
Dans les caves de Londres ?
Un peu noyé dans la fumée
Ce rock sophistiqué
Toutes les nuits tu restais là

Mais peut-être un beau jour voudras-tu
Retrouver avec moi
Les paradis perdus

Bandit un peu maudit, un peu vieilli
Mes musiciens sont ridés
Sur ce clavier qui s’est jauni
J'essaie de me rappeler
Encore une fois
Les accords de ce rock sophistiqué
Qui étonnait même les Anglais

Mais peut-être un beau jour voudras-tu
Retrouver avec moi
Les paradis perdus