1: Lady I was young, I prayed for lightningMy

matata, what a wonderful matata, it ain't no passing

so they give you anythin'Darlin', all the joy money

Elton John, A Tribe Called hear electric music (What

a penny in my pocketAnd a dollar in my

I carried you in my armsThrough the hotel to our roomThe

There's a calm surrenderTo the rush of dayWhen the heat of

you see the first man on the moon?Have you

Kanye G, they can't stop me from rapping, can

1: I gotta do to make you love me?What

knowing what they want of me that scares meIt's knowing,

story, tale or memoirEvery saga or romanceWhether true or fabricatedWhether

used to be a rollin' stone, ya knowIf a

was a timeI was everythin' and nothin' all in

Your life stepped lightly out our handsWhen no one's looking out

lie about who they loveSome lie about the truthSome

can't light no more of your darknessAll my pictures

Written by George and Ira GershwinFrom Four Weddings and a Funeral

MatataÉ lindo matata, sim vai com seus

eu for rei ninguém vai me vencer em nenhum