Charlie's Angels 2000 (Without Dialog) - Apollo 440

What have I done? I broke your heart, now there's no sun Just cold and dark without your smile I cant laugh without you, baby I'm just a half I didn't know just what I had I didn't know I'd feel this sad But I feel naked without you I feel naked without you I feel naked without you What have I done? I broke a vow But I'm the one who's crying now Without your touch, I can't feel Without forgiveness, I cant heal Nobody else can take your place And if I don't see your angel face I feel naked without you, I'm still crazy about you I feel naked without you I hurt the one who really loved me Don't look at me, I feel ugly I'm naked without you Oh, my, my, my Oh, I'm so tired, but I can't sleep I threw away a love so deep I'm naked without you, I'm still crazy about you I feel naked without you Oh, now, now I'm naked without you In my bed, I'm naked without you In my head, I'm naked without you Oh, I'm naked without you Oh, crazy without you I feel Yeah, yeah, oh, my, my, my Oh, crazy about you, so naked without you, yeah

Boy, don't call me angel You ain't got me right Don't call me angel You can't pay my price Ain't from no heaven Yeah, you heard me right (yeah, you heard me) Even though you know we fly (though you know we) Don't call me angel (uh) Don't call me angel when I'm a mess Don't call me angel when I get undressed You know I, I don't like that, boy (uh) I make my money, and I write the cheques So say my name with a little respect All my girls successful, and you're just our guest Do I really need to say it? Do I need to say it again, yeah? You better stop the sweet talk And keep your pretty mouth shut Boy, don't call me angel You ain't got me right Don't call me angel You can't pay my price Ain't from no heaven Yeah, you heard me right (yeah, you heard me) Even though you know we fly (though you know we) Don't call me angel See you here with somebody Dude sizin' up my body, oh, yeah Don't you know that I bite when the sun set, yeah? So don't you track 'em around me Might work with her, but not me, oh yeah Don't you know that I bite when the sun set? Keep my name out your mouth I know what you're about So keep my name out your mouth, oh yeah Boy, don't call me angel You ain't got me right Don't call me angel You can't pay my price Ain't from no heaven Yeah, you heard me right (yeah, you heard me) Even though you know we fly (though you know we) Don't call me angel I appreciate the way you watch me, I can't lie I drop it down, I pick it up, I back it out the county line I fell from heaven, now I'm living like a devil You can't get me off your mind I appreciate the way you want me, I can't lie I drop it low, I back it up, I know you wanna think you're mine Baby, I totally get it, you can't get some You can't get me off your mind We in it together, but don't call me angel (angel, angel, angel) Ooh boy, don't call me angel You ain't got me right Don't call me angel You can't pay my price Ain't from no heaven Yeah, you heard me right (yeah, you heard me) Even though you know we fly (though you know we) Don't call me angel Angel Don't call me angel (yeah, you heard me) Don't call me angel

Now back to Gene Krupa's syncopated style Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style Yeah, yeah - yeah, yeah - Gene Krupa's syncopated style

Certainly someone who is frozen is not alive But neither are they dead they are in a third state A biostasis what I would use to describe Liquid cool Make me immortal, yeah, yeah I am immortal, yeah I am nothing, yeah, yeah Becoming liquid cool Waves of oblivion, yeah, yeah Lap at my feet, yeah Laugh in my face, yeah, yeah Devil take me liquid cool I is another, yeah We blackout together, yeah Our little death, yeah, yeah Twilight elixir liquid cool Make me immortal, yeah, yeah Once more around the sun Uber religion, yeah, yeah Ultra-evolution liquid cool He who lives these words Shall not taste death Becoming nothing, yeah, yeah Forever liquid cool The number seventy-two Living in another lifetime The number seventy-two? Future ones To get into some place in the future Where nobody's ever beautiful But someday we'll look back and wonder How we ever tolerated it, life and death