RUPAUL Happy

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Everybody wants to be

Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody

Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah

Everybody wants to be loved
And everybody wants to be happy

Once upon a time there was a little bitty girl
Sitting in her room with no love in her world
Thinking what to do with the rest of her life
Mama said, Girl, it’s gonna be alright

Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah
Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah

Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be

People on the street, people watching TV
Thinking they can buy what they really, really need
Can’t find it at the mall, search the seven seas
You can’t even get it at Givenchy

Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah
Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah

Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be

Happy
Yeah, yeah
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
I’m gonna show you the way
Everybody

I want to be
Count to three
I want to be
Count to three
I want to be
Count to three
I want to be
Count to three

Happy, happy, happy, happiness
Happy, happy, happy, happiness
(Everybody)
Happy, happy, happy, happiness
Happy, happy, happy, happiness

Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah
Got to be happy
Yeah, yeah

Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be
Everybody wants to be

Everybody wants to be loved
Everybody wants to be respected
And everybody
And I do mean everybody
Wants to be happy
Alright.

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RUPAUL Dolores

Welcome to theresadurrant Lyrics RUPAUL Dolores Lyrics, singer by RUPAUL

Oh yeah
Hey
Yo no s?
Yo no s?
Yo no s?

The moon is bright tonight, Miami
The highlights in your hair
Your skin, it look just smooth as satin
Everyone, they stare
Is it in your eyes
Or in your smile
Makes that magic
The way you walk
Or the way you talk
Makes that magic

Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
La bella
Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
Muy sabrosa

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores
(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)

They can’t begin to see your beauty
The world can be so cruel
What you used to be don’t matter
Your own self be true
Change your name
But your heart’s the same
Makes you stronger
You moved away
And found that day
It hurt no longer

Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
La bella
Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
Muy sabrosa
Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
Mu?eca
Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
Ah, que linda

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores
(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores

Az?car
Linda adem?s
Lo nina

Ay ay ay
Dance for me mama
Yeah, la la, Dolores

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay)
Yo no s?
(Dolores)
Yo no s?
Yo no s?, oh yeah
Yo no s?
Lo que es
The way you walk
(Dolores)
The way you talk
Ol?, Dolores

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores
Yo no s?
Lo que es
Dolores
Ol?, Dolores

C?mo se llama
(Dolores)
C?mo se llama
(Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores
C?mo se llama
(Dolores)
C?mo se llama
(Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores
(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores)
Ol?, Dolores

(Ay ay ay ay ay
Ay ay ay ay ay
Dolores).

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RUPAUL Back To My Roots

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This is a special shot going out
To my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles
Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen
Press and curl hot curlers, everything
I love you, mama

Black hair is a revolution
Cornrows, uh,uh honey, I am tender-headed
Jheri curls, style sophistication
Afro puff, ah, ooh, ah, ah, ooh, ah

Hair weave, call her Miss Ross
Braids, pride, respect
Extensions more of a 90?s fashion
Asymmetrical shroom, banji girl

I?m going back, back, back to my roots
Where my love can be found and my heart rings true
I?m going back, back, back to my roots
To the time and the place, coming back to you

Black hair is a revolution
Finger wave, a classic extravaganza
Press and curl, never mix, never worry
Flat top fade, very contemporary

Nail sculpture, urban distinction
Hot comb, ouch mama, that was my ear
Blow out kits, oh, oh tamba
No lye relaxer, fried dyed and laid to the side

I?m going back, back, back to my roots
Where my love can be found and my heart rings true
I?m going back, back, back to my roots
To the time and the place, coming back to you

Now mama got her own salon down on Auburn Ave.
And if you wanna know what?s happening in Atlanta
Just go to the salon, that?s to you and all y?all down there
Brothers and sisters, Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta

Little baby boy, tone tone, Leonard, K-Ron, Cornisha
Peace to all my brothers and sisters
Peace, love and hair grease

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RUPAUL All I Want For Christmas

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Alright kids. are you ready for me?
i know i look good. but theres always room for improvement.

all i want for christmas is my liposuction
i want some lipo honey,
i want you to put it all over my body.
all i want for christmas is my cheek implants
and my chin implant,
and lets see, my butt should be risen.

some parts are fake, some parts are plastic.
some even say that im a phony.
but ive dipped into the fountain of youth and that aint no bologna! HAHAH.

soooooo all i want for christmas is my nose fixed up.
hey, i want a nose job: RHINOPLASTY.
all i want for christmas is my teeth capped.
i want my teeth capped, and throw in an eye job while your at it.

mm mm mm.
oh yeah honey.
you know this is a day of shame. look at these thighs.
honey, gravity is a bitch.
tell me about it.
but baby, i got my secret weapon.
and whats that girl?
park avenue plastic surgeon.
OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!

all i want for christmas is my ribs removed.
i want my ribs removed, i want..
I DONT NEED EM NO MORE!!!
all i want for christmas is my cheek implants.
throw in a derma peel while your at it.

doctor, doctor, hurry please.
your needed here on the double.
all the other queens, there jealous of me.
and there mens gonna be in trouble! HAHAAH.

all i want for christmas is my face lifted.
i want my face lifted, i want my face SNATCHED.
all i want for christmas is my face SNATCHED, so i can be ohh so marvelous.

ohhhh honey, i could use it all over my body, heheh.
nahhh, i aint got nothin against it.
honey ive been sucked, plucked, sinched, pinched, pulled, snatched, baby i have had every procedure done.
and as long as theres a doctor on park avenue, i’ll be lookin good.
ohhhh yeah honey, im lookin good.
hun let me tell you somethin.
miss pauls gon be fresh. fresh as a daisy.

some parts are fake, some parts are plastic.
some even say that im a phony.
but ive dipped into the fountain of youth and that aint no bologna! HAHHAAAH.

all i want for christmas is my breast implants.
i want my breast implants, baby i WANT my breast implants!
all i want for christmas is my tummy tucked, so i can look real purrrty!

ok so michelle. do you remember your first chrismas at home?
ohhh yahhh.
oh really? what what, what toys did you get? do you remember?
well a lot of, um, toys with batteries.
uh huh.
and um, i remember taking them into the back of the car, and playing with them for hours and my mom come knockin on the door and said WHATS ALL THAT BUZZIN?!
hahhhahahah. hahahaah.

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