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This Is Queen on Suffering Jukebox is a free online music player. Stream every album, open the lyrics, rate tracks, and build playlists. Open the interactive player at https://www.sufferingjukebox.stream/this-is-queen. Catalog added by Church Street Studio.
Songs: Another One Bites The Dust, Crazy Little Thing Called Love, Radio Ga Ga
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I'd sit alone and watch your light My only friend through teenage nights And everything I had to know I heard it on my radio You gave them all those old time stars Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry You made us feel like we could fly (radio) So don't become some background noise A backdrop for the girls and boys Who just don't know, or just don't care And just complain when you're not there You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio (radio) All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio, what's new? Radio, someone still loves you We watch the shows, we watch the stars On videos for hours and hours We hardly need to use our ears How music changes through the years Let's hope you never leave, old friend Like all good things, on you we depend So stick around, 'cause we might miss you When we grow tired of all this visual You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio (radio) All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio, what's new? Someone still loves you Radio ga ga (radio ga ga) Radio ga ga (radio ga ga) Radio ga ga (radio ga ga) You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio (radio)
Let's go! Steve walks warily down the street With the brim pulled way down low Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet Machine guns ready to go Are you ready? Hey, are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? Out of the doorway, the bullets rip To the sound of the beat, yeah Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust (yeah) Hey, I'm gonna get you, too Another one bites the dust How do you think I'm gonna get along Without you, when you're gone? You took me for everything that I had And kicked me out on my own Are you happy, are you satisfied? How long can you stand the heat? Out of the doorway, the bullets rip To the sound of the beat, look out Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust Hey, I'm gonna get you too Another one bites the dust Hey! Oh, take it Bite the dust Bite the dust, hey Hey Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust, ow! Another one bites the dust, hey, hey Another one bites the dust, hey Ooh, shout! There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man And bring him to the ground You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can treat him bad And leave him when he's down, yeah But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you I'm standing on my own two feet Out of the doorway, the bullets rip Repeating to the sound of the beat, oh yeah Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust And another one gone, and another one gone Another one bites the dust, yeah Hey, I'm gonna get you too Another one bites the dust Shoot out Ay-yeah Alright
This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get 'round to it, I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This thing (this thing) called love (called love) It cries (like a baby) in a cradle all night It swings (woo-ooo), it jives (woo-woo) It shakes all over like a jelly fish I kinda like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby She knows how to rock and roll She drives me crazy She gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat I gotta be cool, relax Get hip, get on my tracks Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motorbike Until I'm ready Crazy little thing called love Yeah, I gotta be cool, relax Get hip and get on my tracks Take a back seat, hitchhike (ahem, ahem) And take a long ride on my motorbike Until I'm ready (ready, Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get 'round to it, I ain't ready (ooh) Crazy little thing called love Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) Crazy little thing called love
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