Close your eyes, close the door You don't have to worry any more I'll be your baby tonight Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid I'll be your baby tonight Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it Kick your shoes off, do not fear Bring that bo-ttle over here I'll be your baby tonight

Close your eyes, close the door You don't have to worry any more I'll be your baby tonight Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid I'll be your baby tonight Well, the mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it Big old moon's gonna shine like a spoon We're gonna let it, you won't regret it Kick your shoes off do not fear Bring that bottle over here I'll be your baby tonight Be my baby, be my baby Be my baby, be my baby I'll be your baby tonight Well, the mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it Big old moon's gonna shine like a spoon We're gonna let it, you won't regret it Kick your shoes off, do not fear Bring that bottle over here I'll be your baby tonight Be my baby, be my baby Be my baby, be my baby I'll be your baby tonight I'll be your baby tonight I'll be your baby tonight

It should be all green and gold Watching snow Comin' down, Charlie Brown And everybody gathered 'round the tree The weatherman says It ain't gonna snow this year And the fog is too heavy To cut a path for the reindeer Your sister's stuck in Denver And your momma can't come But you don't have to be alone I'll tell you why I'll bring the magic I'll bring the lights I'll make you a star At the top of the tree Shinin' so bright You don't need a chimney 'Cause I'll be your fire Let's put a kiss at the top of your list We can be naughty or nice Don't worry baby (Oh no no) I'll be your Santa tonight I don't need no presents Tied up with pretty bows I got everything I need When I'm holding you so close From now until forever Every Christmas Eve Baby, you can believe in me (Yes you can) 'Cause I'll bring the magic I'll bring the lights I'll make you a star At the top of the tree Shinin' so bright You don't need a chimney 'Cause I'll be your fire Let's put a kiss at the top of your list We can be naughty or nice Don't worry baby (Oh no) I'll be your Santa tonight Mistletoe The lights down low When I hold you in my arms You'll be the one getting caught Kissin' Santa Claus (Ooh ooh ooh) Yes you will, pretty baby Baby Now I'll bring the magic I'll bring the lights I'll make you a star At the top of the tree Shinin' so bright You don't need a chimney No, 'cause I'll be your fire It's Christmas Eve Turn down the tree And whisper your heart's delight 'Cause I got you baby Yes, I do I'll be your Santa tonight Yeah, I'll be your Santa tonight Ooooooh, baby I'll be your Santa Ooh yes I will

Your tears a little gray Ni de yan lei you yi dian hui I can help you wipe vague sadness Wo bang ni ca qu mo hu de shang bei Never regretted it so absolutely love Cong bu hou hui ai jiu na me jue dui Do your roses around you Zuo ni de mei gui zai ni zhou wei Willing to accompany you for thou wilt slumber Jiu pei ni chen shui yuan ti ni ku wei Even then the United States please forget who I am Jiu suan zai mei qing wang le wo shi shui Soothe all your scars give you gentle fortress Fu wei ni suo you shang hen lei lei gei ni wen rou de bao lei Will not let you destroy all the unsafe heartbreak Ba bu an quan dou cui hui bu rang ni xin sui I'll hold you in the whole world around you Wo hui zai ni shen bian yong bao ni zheng ge shi jie Doomsday will not let you come alone before I fly Mo ri lai zhi qian wo bu rang ni gu dan de fei I will be at your side you big garden irrigation Wo hui zai ni shen bian guan gai ni na zuo hua yuan Bloom more beautiful it does not matter how tired I Zhan fang de geng mei zai lei wo dou wu suo wei I 'll be there when the city was dark Wo hui zai ni shen bian dang cheng shi yi pian qi hei Brighten up your shot from the side quietly leaning on my shoulder Zhao liang ni ce lian jing jing kao zai wo de jian I 'll be there by your side in silence Wo hui zai ni shen bian mo mo shou zai ni shen bian Until you discover who you really love Zhi dao ni fa xian zhen zheng ai ni de shi shui My love will never retreatWo de ai jue bu che tui

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)