MJ

If toi call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the cœur, coeur of your surrender
To your alibis
And toi can say the words
Like toi understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause toi can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All toi need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn toi 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...

If I could tear down these walls that keep toi and I apart
I know I could claim your cœur, coeur and our perfect l’amour will start
But girl toi just won't approve of the things that I do
When all I do is for toi but still toi say it ain't cool if there's somebody else, he can't l’amour toi like me
And he says he'll treat toi well, he can't treat toi like me
And he's buying diamonds and pearls, he can't do it like me
And he's taking toi all across the world, he can't trick toi like me

Chorus
So why ain't toi feelin' me, she's invincible
But I can do anything, she's invincible
Even when I beg and plead,...

Michael Jackson
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Michael Jackson


At the White House in 1990
Background information
Birth name Michael Joseph Jackson
Born August 29, 1958(1958-08-29)
Gary, Indiana, United States
Died June 25, 2009 (aged 50)
Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Pop, R&B, rock, soul
Occupation(s) Singer-songwriter, record producer, musical arranger, dancer, choreographer, actor, author, businessman, financier, philanthropist, inventor
Instrument(s)...

The seven dwarfs are singing. Their voices are floating out of speakers hidden among the trees and lush flora surrounding Michael Jackson's mansion, in Neverland Valley — his 2700-acre, $22 million oasis in the Santa Ynez Valley, an heure north of Santa Barbara, California. "Michael's very own Xanadu," as his friend director John Landis puts it.

At Neverland, Jackson has created a secluded and secure environment far from businessmen, attorneys, managers, music-television-channel VIPs and even members of his immediate family. Here he can stand in front of his house and the only sounds to hear...

Never can say goodbye
No, no, no, no, I never can say goodbye

Even though the pain and heartache
Seem to follow me wherever I go
Though I tried, tried to hide my feelings
They always seem to montrer
Then toi try to say you're leaving me
And I always have to say no
Tell me why is it so
That I never can say goodbye
No, no, no, no, no, I never can say goodbye

Every time I think I've had enough
And start heading for the door
There's a very strange vibration
That piercing me right to the core
It says turn around toi fool
You know toi l’amour her plus and plus
Tell me why is it so
Don't wanna let toi go...

Hee-hee!
Ooh!
Go on girl!
Aaow!

Hey pretty baby with the
high heels on
You give me fever
Like I've never, ever known
You're just a product of
loveliness
I like the groove of
your walk,
Your talk, your dress
I feel your fever
From miles around
I'll pick toi up in my car
And we'll paint the town
Just Kiss me baby
And tell me twice
That you're the one for me

The way toi make me feel
(The way toi make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of
my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

I like the feelin' you're
givin' me
Just hold me baby and I'm
in...

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers
Wishing our families well
We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are s’embrasser
But not for the missing...

Chorus
So this one's for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And wishing them accueil

When toi sit there addressing, counting your blessings
Biding your time
When toi lay me down sleeping and my cœur, coeur is weeping
Because I'm keeping a place

Chorus
For all the Lost children
This is for all the Lost children
This one's for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And...

Where did toi come from lady
And ooh won't toi take me there
Right away won't toi baby
Tenderoni you've got to be
Spark my nature
Sugar fly with me
Don't toi know me
Is the perfect time
We can make it right
Hit the city lights
Then tonight ease the lovin' pain
Let me take toi to the max

I wanna l’amour toi (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin'(T.L.C.)
And I'll take toi there
I wanna l’amour toi (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin'(T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
I'll take toi there

Anywhere toi wanna go

Nothin' can stop this burnin'
Desire to be with you
Gotta get to toi baby
Won't toi come, it's emergency...

Aaow!-Hoo hoo!

I don't care what toi talkin' 'bout baby
I don't care what toi say
Don't toi come walkin' beggin' back mama
I don't care anyway
Time after time I gave toi all of my money
No excuses to make
Ain't no mountain that I can't climb baby
All is going my way

('Cause there's a time when you're right)
(And toi know toi must fight)
Who's laughing baby, don't toi know
(And there's the choice that we make)
(And this choice toi will take)
Who's laughin' baby

So just leave me alone girl- leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Leave me alone)
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone)
Leave me alone-stop...

(Uh.. huh....Alright)
This Time, Gonna do my best to make it right,
Can´t go on without toi par my side.
(Hold On)
Shelter, come and rescue me out of this storm,
And, out of this cold I need someone,
(Oh Why, Oh Why, Why, Why)
If toi see her?
Tell her this from me,
All I need is

One plus Chance At Love
One plus Chance At Love
(One More)
One plus Chance At Love
One More(See) Chance At Love
(Say, One More)
One plus Chance At Love
One plus Chance At Love
(One More)
One plus Chance At Love
(Alright)
One plus Chance At Love

Searching, for that one who is going to make me whole,
Help me make these mysteries unfold.
(Hold...

Hold my hand, feel the touch of your body cling to mine
You and me, makin’ l’amour all the way through another night
I remember toi and I walking though the park at night
Kiss and touch, nothing much, let it blow just touch and go

Love me more, never leave me alone par house of love
People talk, people say what we have is just a game
Oh, I’ll never let toi go, come here girl
Just got to make sweet l’amour ‘til the break of dawn


I don’t want the sun to shine I wanna make love
Just this magic in your eyes and in my heart
I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t stop lovin’ you
I won’t stop ‘til...

Yeah Shoo-hee
Oooh
Hee hee!
Shoo-hee
Woh
Woh
Hee!

Love ain't what it used to be
That is what they're tellin' me
Push it in stick it out
That ain't what it's all about

He wanna do something keen to you
He wanna emballage, wrap his arms all around toi girl
He wanna shake it up shake it down
Doing it right
He wanna jump back half flap doing it right

He wanna lay toi down
Turn it up
Kicking it loose
He wanna fly high nigh high
Baby for you'se

He wanna motormouth
Float around
Baby the back
He wanna shake it up shake it down
Moving round ha ha

Love ain't what it used to be
(Hee!)
That is what they're tellin' me
Push it in stick it out
That...

They wanna get my cul, ass Dead ou alive
You know he really tried to take me Down par surprise
I bet he missioned with the CIA
He don't do half what he say

Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon is a cold man

He out shock in every single way
He'll stop at nothing just to get his political say
He think he bad cause he's BSTA
I bet he never had a social life anyway
You think he brother with the KKK?
I know his mother never taught him right anyway
He want your vote just to remain TA.
He don't do half what he say

Dom Sheldon is a cold man
Dom Sheldon...

At 7:55 a.m., an Usher at the glass doors outside Staples Center in Los Angeles had a message for the thousands already gathering for the day's public memorial for Michael Jackson. "We are aware of your sorrow!" he announced in deep, affectionate tones. "We are aware of your pain! And we are aware of your joy!"

The man in the purple polo chemise then instructed ticket-holders how to line up, and that fans would have to leave their fleurs and other "gifts" on a table, tableau outside the arena, all while insisting that "it is our pleasure, it is our privilege to welcome toi ..." It was a moment of genuine...