A Very Gaga Thanksgiving - Cooking with Chef Art Smith

o-o-oh yeah, babe

last time that we had this talk
boy, anda were gettin' ready to leave
I thought that, baby anda were done
'cause for a while anda could barely look at me
this time I thought that we`d be fine
that I`d forget the things that anda said
I tried crossing out your words
but baby, anda can not forget the past
oh-o-o-o-oh babe
can not forget the past
oh-o-o-o-oh, babe (still baby)

I’m so unpredictable
you don’t know what to think, so unemotional
wonder if I’m even still in love, anda see
I don’t know what to tell anda now
it's always harder the detik time around
I'm so unpredictable
just like you...

never ever thought I'd live away
from everyone I cinta and say goodbye
now I'm the princess of a downtown train
where everybody here, they know my game
but when I walk down the jalan, street I hear them say
"there she goes, that crazy girl
she thinks she's something in this world"

So I'mma close my ears and dream
'cause life is never really what it seems
in every mystery, there's a truth
you know I'm tellin', I'm tellin' you-

no matter lightning atau thunder,
buckets of rainwater
you can't flood this town

in a world unknown
you've gotta hold your own
you can't stop me-
you're never ever gonna stop me now

On every street...

We are the crowd
We're cuh-coming out
Got my flash on it's true
Need that picture of you
It's so magical
We'd be so fantastic, oh

Leather and jeans
Garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this foto of us
It don't have a price
Ready for those flashing lights
'Cause anda know that baby I-

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow anda until anda cinta me
Papa-Paparazzi
Baby there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be your-
Papa-Paparazzi

Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby you'll be famous
Chase anda down until anda cinta me
Papa-Paparazzi

I'll be your girl backstage at your show
Velvet ropes...

I can't help myself I'm addicted to a life of
material
It's some kind of joke, I'm obsessively
opposed to the typical
All we care about is, landasan terbang, landasan pacu models, cadillacs
and liquor bottles
Give me something I wanna be, retro glamour,
Hollywood yes we live for the

Fame
Doin' it for the
Fame
Cuz we wanna live the life of the rich and
famous
Fame
Doin' it for the
Fame
Cuz we gotta taste for champagne and endless
fortune

Fame fame baby
The fame fame
We live for the fame fame baby
The fame fame
Isn't it a shame shame baby
A shame shame
In it for the fame fame baby
The fame fame

I can see myself in the...

there he goes
my baby walks so slow
sexual tic-tac-toe
yeah, I know we both know
it isn’t time
but would anda be m-mine
we'll never get too far
just you, me and the bar
so in a ménage à trois sometimes
would he be m-mine (2x)
would anda be mine

oh baby, lights on
but your mom's not home
I'm sick of laying down alone
with this fever - fever, yeah
I want it all
now I'm gonna get anda alone
give anda a fever - fever yeah

there it goes
you mencuri my soul and so
'cause, sweetheart
a-no-no-nobody a-no-no-knows
they're occupied
tell me you'll be m-mine
let's get inside your car
just you, me and the stars
kind of ménage à...

Your cinta is nothing I can't fight,
Can't sleep with the man who dims my shine.

I'm in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you're outside banging then I won't let anda in.
'Cause it's a hard life, with cinta in the world,
And I'm a hard girl,
Loving me is like chewing on pearls.

[Chorus:]
You've got me wandering why I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough I,
I like it rough. [x2]

Won't go without my fix tonight,
It's a little too rough.
Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines.
And she can't get enough.

I'm in the bedroom,
With tissues and when,
I know you're outside banging then I won't let anda in.
'Cause...

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn't stay
In your brown eyes, anda watch her go

And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess it's just a silly song about you
And how I lost you
And your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, I was feeling low
'cause they're brown eyes and anda never know
Got some brown eyes, but I saw her face

I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song

Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be...