Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same Song & Dance, artist - Eminem.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Same Song & Dance |
Yo… |
Same song and dance |
Damn girl, everywhere I go |
Same song and dance |
I like the way you move! |
All over the globe |
Same song and dance |
Something about it man |
Same song and dance |
In the Pale Moonlight |
Yo… |
I’m lookin' at ya, yeah girl |
Your kind of tookin' back by |
The whole rapper thing aren’t ya? |
Probably thinkin' you’ll get slapped so dang hard ya |
Won’t even be able to stand up straight, aren’t ya? |
Couple rape charges, people think you’re a monster |
The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop |
I walk up on ya, well hello Tonya |
I think ya got your OnStar button inside your car stuck. |
You outta gas, do you gotta flat? |
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat |
I got your back |
Why don’t you put your laundry basket in the back |
And sit up front, not askin' it’s a trap |
You just got jacked and body snatched and it’s a rap |
In broad day, with no mask for this attack |
I heard 'em say, exact opposites attract |
If that’s a fact, it’ll take task force to get ya back |
Yeah baby, do that dance |
It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do |
Girl shake that a*s |
You ain’t ever gonna break that glass |
The windshields too strong for you |
I said yeah baby, sing that song |
It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing |
You sexy little thing |
Show me what you got, give it your all |
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? |
Same song and dance… |
The first victim I had, she was a big one |
Big movie star, a party girl, big fun |
She was the girl the media always picked on |
In and out of rehab, every 4 to 6 months |
She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts |
And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once |
What an event it was, I was sitting in front |
I was hooked in it the first glimpse of them buns |
Seen her back stage now here’s where I come in son |
Look here she comes I better pull out the big guns |
Hello Lindsay, you’re looking a little thin hun |
How bout a ride to rehab, get in cunt |
Starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn’t want |
Girl I’m just kidding let me start over again hun |
See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention |
Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension |
You little Wench ya, murder wasn’t my intention |
If I wanted to kill you it would of already been done |
Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her |
With sixty-six inches of extension… cord |
Yeah baby, do that dance |
It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do |
Girl shake that a*s |
You ain’t ever gonna break that glass |
The windshields too strong for you |
I said yeah baby, sing that song |
It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing |
You sexy little thing |
Show me what you got, give it your all |
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? |
Same song and dance… |
My second victim was even bigger then the first |
Pop star, icon, the whole works |
She played a little schoolgirl when she first burst |
Upon the scene and seen that the world was hers |
She twirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad it hurts |
It irked me and made me mad at first |
I lashed out through my songs but what was really going on |
Was that I had developed a crush |
I just didn’t know how to tell it to her |
Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her? |
Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons |
of, footage of me impaling myself on an elephant tusk? |
We’ll settle this once and for all, I’mma tell her at dusk |
Tonight, tonight is the night and tell her I must |
Creep up, to her mansion in stilettos and just |
climb the gate and ring the bell like hello my love |
I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up! |
Now would you like to share a pill or two with me? |
I’ll share my valium with you cause I’m feelin you Britney! |
I’ll trade you a blue one for a pink one |
Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent |
I’ve been feeling you ooh ooh girl you sexy little gal you |
Hold that pill any longer it’ll get sentimental value |
Come-on toots, give me the valium alleyoop |
I’ll slam dunk it in your mouth til you puke |
And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet soup |
I’m 'bout to, make a new outfit out of you |
New outfit? |
Shit I’ll make a suit out of you |
Shoot! |
Now show me how you move baby do how well ya do |
Yeah baby, do that dance |
It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do |
Girl shake that a*s |
You ain’t ever gonna break that glass |
The windshields too strong for you |
I said yeah baby, sing that song |
It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing |
You sexy little thing |
Show me what you got, give it your all |
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me? |
Same song and dance |
Same kickin' and screamin' same cryin' and sobbin' |
Same song and dance |
Same diggin' and pleadin' same yellin' and bleedin' |
Same song and dance |
Yeah |
Same song and dance |
I know |
Same song and dance |