Britney Spears
Why Should I Be Sad – Britney Spears
But I was so committed
My life was so restricted for you
I just dove inside it blind
Couldn’t see what swam inside
Thought that’d be romantic for you
Exchanged my vows
And said it all
Woman, let’s prepare to fall
Even, screaming did it for you
(Remember)
My friends said you would play me
But I just said they’re crazy
While I was crying, praying
Was it true
Why should I be sad
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad? Feel sad
Who knows
Just take it all
As a sign that we’re through
Goodbye
It’s time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It’s time for me to get it on
(OK)
I’m tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It’s time for me
(Britney, let’s go)
I sent you to Vegas
With a pocket full of paper
And with no ultimatums on you
I thought what could separate us
But it just seemed that Vegas
Only brought the player outta you
(Hey baby, what’s your name)
Lavish homes and fancy cars
Even got the drop Ferrari
Filled up our garage for you
Made your choice with all the teams
People and US Magazines
Tell me who’d I do that for, who
Why should I be sad
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad feel sad
Who knows
Just take it all
As a sign that we’re through
Goodbye
It’s time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It’s time for me to get it on
(OK)
I’m tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It’s time for me
(Britney, let’s go)
It’s time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It’s time for me to get it on
(OK)
I’m tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It’s time for me
(Britney, let’s go)
And don’t you worry
About our angels
(All the magazines trying to intervene
Seeing things in the gossip section)
There’ll get good guidance
And be trained well
Don’t worry I’ll keep a little secret
When I ask this question
Why should I be sad
Heaven knows
From the stupid freaking things that you do
(Stupid freaking things)
Why should I get mad feel sad
Who knows
Just take it all
As a sign that we’re through
Goodbye
It’s time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It’s time for me to get it on
(OK)
I’m tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It’s time for me
(Britney, let’s go)
It’s time for me to move along
(Goodbye)
It’s time for me to get it on
(OK)
I’m tired of singing sad songs
(All right)
It’s time for me
(Britney, let’s go)
Yeah
Baby, come on
Britney Spears
Dear Diary – Britney Spears
Today I saw a boy
And I wondered if he noticed me
He took my breath away
Dear diary
I can’t get him off my mind
And it scares me
‘Cause I’ve never felt this way
No one in this world
Knows me better than you do
So diary I’ll confide in you
Dear diary
Today I saw a boy
As he walked by I thought he smiled at me
And I wondered
Does he know what’s in my heart
I tried to smile, but I could hardly breathe
Should I tell him how I feel
Or would that scare him away
Diary, tell me what to do
Please tell me what to say
Dear diary
One touch of his hand
Now I can’t wait to see that boy again
He smiled
And I thought my heart could fly
Diary, do you think that we’ll be more than friends?
I’ve got a feeling we’ll be so much more
Britney Spears
Circus – Britney Spears
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Well baby I’m a put-on-a-show kinda girl
Don’t like the backseat, gotta be first (oh, oh)
I’m like the ringleader
I call the shots (call the shots)
I’m like a firecracker
I make it hot (make it hot)
When I put on a show
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
There’s only two types of guys out there,
Ones that can hang with me, and ones that are scared
So baby I hope that you came prepared
I run a tight ship, so beware
I’m like a ring leader, I call the shots
I’m like a fire cracker
I make it hot when I put on a show
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
Let’s go..(ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Let me see what you can do..(ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
I’m running this.
Yeah, like what
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I’m ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I’m like a performer, the dancefloor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
All the eyes on me in the center of the ring
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah)
Don’t stand there watching me, follow me
Show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor
Just like a circus (ah, ah, ahaha-hah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho)
Britney Spears
Lucky – Britney Spears
Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It’s time for makeup, perfect smile
It’s you they’re all waiting for
They go
“Isn’t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?”
And they say
CHORUS:
She’s so lucky, she’s a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there’s nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there’s no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go
“Isn’t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?”
And they say
[Repeat CHORUS]
“Best actress, and the winner is Lucky!”
“I’m Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky”
“Oh my god, here she comes!”
Isn’t she lucky, this Hollywood girl
She is so lucky, but why does she cry
If there’s nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night?