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The Wedding Singer Vol. 2 Soundtrack Album Lyrics



The Wedding Singer Vol. 2 Soundtrack Lyrics






Too Shy
by Kajagoogoo

Time
Time (after) time
(I'm) short of breath
Don't even try
Try a little harder
Something's wrong, you're not naive
You must must be strong
Ooh, baby, try

Hey girl, move a little closer
You're Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush

Modern medicine
Falls short of your complaints
Ooh, try a little harder
You're moving in circles
Won't you dilate
Ooooh, baby try

Hey girl, move a little closer
'Cause, you're Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush,hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush

[Instrumental Interlude]

Your too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush, eye to eye
Too shy, shy
Hush, hush...
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Writer: Christopher Hamill, Jeremy Strode, Nick Beggs, Stephen Askew, Stuart John Neale
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Its All I Can Do
by The Cars

one too many times
i fell over you
once in a shadow
i finally grew
and once in a night
i dreamed you were there
i cancelled my flight
from going nowhere
it's all i can do
to keep waiting for you
it's all i can do
one too many times
i twisted the gate
when i was crazy
i thought you were great
i kept my renditions
of you on the wall
where holiday romance
is nothing at all
you wait in the wing
like a saturday flirt
protecting the judge
you don't want to get hurt
once in a moment
it all comes to you
as soon as you get it
you want something new
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Writer: RIC OCASEK
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






True
by Spandau Ballet

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh

So true, funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul
This is the sound
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true

With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that have just begun
Listening to Marvin (all night long)
This is the sound of my soul
This is the sound
Always slipping from my hands
Sand's a time of its own
Take your seaside arms and write the next line
Oh I want the truth to be known

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true

I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh I want the truth to be said

Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true
Huh huh huh hu-uh huh
I know this much is true

This much is true

This much is true
This much is true
I know, I know, I know this much is true
This much is true
This much is true (huh huh)
This much is true
This much is true
I know this much is true
This much is true (huh huh)
This much is true (I know this much is true)
This much is true (huh huh)
This much is true (I know this much is true)
I know, I know, I know this much is true
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Writer: Gary James Kemp
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Space Age Love Song
by A Flock Of Seagulls

I saw your eyes,
And you made me smile;
For a little while
I was falling in love.

I saw your eyes,
And you touched my mind.
Although it took a while,
I was falling in love.

I saw your eyes,
And you made me cry;
And for a little while
I was falling in love.

I was falling in love.

Falling in love.

Falling in love.

Falling in love.

Falling in love.

Typed by John Manfreda
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Writer: Alister Score, Francis Maudsley, Michael Score, Paul Reynolds
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Private Idaho
by The B-52s

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo
You're living in your own Private Idaho
Living in your own Private Idaho
Underground like a wild potato.
Don't go on the patio.
Beware of the pool,
blue bottomless pool.
It leads you straight
right throught the gate
that opens on the pool.

You're living in your own Private Idaho.
You're living in your own Private Idaho.

Keep off the path, beware the gate,
watch out for signs that say "hidden driveways".
Don't let the chlorine in your eyes
blind you to the awful surprise
that's waitin' for you at
the bottom of the bottomless blue blue blue pool.

You're livin in your own Private Idaho. Idaho.
You're out of control, the rivers that roll,
you fell into the water and down to Idaho.
Get out of that state,
get out of that state you're in.
You better beware.

You're living in your own Private Idaho.
You're living in your own Private Idaho.

Keep off the patio,
keep off the path.
The lawn may be green
but you better not be seen
walkin' through the gate that leads you down,
down to a pool fraught with danger
is a pool full of strangers.

You're living in your own Private Idaho,
where do I go from here to a better state than this.
Well, don't be blind to the big surprise
swimming round and round like the deadly hand
of a radium clock, at the bottom, of the pool.

I-I-I-daho
I-I-I-daho
Woah oh oh woah oh oh woah oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Get out of that state
Get out of that state
You're living in your own Private Idaho,
livin in your own Private.... Idaho

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Writer: CINDY WILSON, FRED SCHNEIDER, KATE PIERSON, KEITH STRICKLAND, RICKY WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.






Money / Thats What I Want
by Flying Lizards

The best things in life are free
But you can give them to the birds and bees
I want money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want

Your love is such a thrill
But your love won't pay my bills
I want money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want

Money don't get everything it's true
What it don't get, I can't use
I want money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want

I want money
I want lots of money
In fact, I want so much money
Give me your money
Just give me money
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Writer: Janie Bradford, Berry Gordy Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






You Spin Me Around Like A Record
by Dead Or Alive

Yeah I, I got to know your name
Well and I could trace your private number baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some

Well I, I set my sights on you
(And no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
(And no one else will do)

And I, I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round
You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round

I, I got be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in
Just a little bit closer
(Little bit closer)

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round
You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round

I want your love
I want your love

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round
You spin me right 'round, baby
Right 'round like a record, baby
Right 'round, 'round, 'round
[Unverified]
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Writer: MICHAEL DAVID PERCY, PETER JOZZEPI BURNS, STEPHEN COY, TIMOTHY JOHN LEVER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.






Just Cant Get Enough
by Depeche Mode

When I'm with you baby
I go out of my head
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
All the things you do to me
And everything you said
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just can't seem to get enough of

We walk together
We're walking down the street
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
Every time I think of you
I know we have to meet
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough

It's getting hotter
It's a burning love
And I just can't seem to get enough of

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

And when it rains
You're shining down for me
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
Just like a rainbow
You know you set me free
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough

You're like an angel
And you give me your love
And I just can't seem to get enough of

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
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Writer: Vince Clarke
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Love Stinks
by The J. Geils Band

You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can't win

And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry

I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing for sure

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
You just can't hide
You'll hear it call

Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gonna soar
I don't care for any Casanova thing
All I can say is

Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all

Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah

(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, I mean it stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks, love stinks
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Writer: PETER WOLF, SETH JUSTMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






You Make My Dreams
by Hall & Oates, Daryl Hall and John Oates

[ Featuring Daryl Hall, John Oates ]

What I want, you've got
And it might be hard to handle
But like a flame that burns the candle
The candle feeds the flame, yeah yeah

What I've got's full stock
Of thoughts and dreams that scatter
Then you pull them all together
And how, I can't explain
Oh yeah, well well you
You make my dreams come true
Well well well you, oh yeah
You make my dreams come true

Well, yeah

On a night when bad dreams become a screamer
When they're messin' with a dreamer
I can laugh it in the face

Twist and shout my way out
And wrap yourself around me
'Cause I ain't the way you found me
And I'll never be the same, oh yeah

Well 'cause you
You make my dreams come true, oh yeah
Well well well you, ooh ooh
You make my dreams come true, whoa yeah

Well listen to this, oh

I'm down on my daydream
Oh that sleepwalk should be over by now, I know
Well you, yeah yeah you make my dreams come true, oh yeah
I've been waiting for, waiting for you girl, oh yeah
You make my dreams come true
Make, you make, you make
I've been waiting for, waiting for you girl
For life
You make my dreams come true, oh whoa whoa
I've been waiting for, waiting for, waiting for, waiting for
Waiting for, waiting for, waiting for
(You make my dreams)

I've been waiting for you girl
(You make my dreams)
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Writer: Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management






Holiday
by Madonna

Holiday
Celebrate
Holiday
Celebrate

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice

Everybody spread the word
We're gonna have a celebration
All across the world
In every nation
It's time for the good times
Forget about the bad times, oh yeah
One day to come together to release the pressure
We need a holiday

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday)
It would be, it would be so nice

You can turn this world around
And bring back all of those happy days
Put your troubles down
It's time to celebrate
Let love shine
And we will find
A way to come together, can make things better
We need a holiday

If we took a holiday (holiday)
Took some time to celebrate (celebrate)
Just one day out of life (just one day)
It would be, it would be so nice

Holiday
Celebrate
Holiday
Celebrate

If we took a holiday (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday)
It would be, it would be so nice

Holiday (ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Holiday (just one day out of life)
Celebrate
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Writer: Curtis Hudson, Lisa Stevens
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Spirit Music Group






Grow Old With You
by Adam Sandler

[Billy Idol (Speaking):] Good afternoon everyone.
We're flying at 26,000 feet, moving
up to thirty thousand feet, and then we've got clear skies
all the way to Las Vegas, and right now we're bringin you some in-flight
entertainment. One of our first-class passengers has written a song
inspired by one of our coach passenger, and since we let our first-class
passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is.

[Robbie Hart (Singing):]
I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All I wanna do is grow old with you

I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you

I'll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold

Need you
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher








Two soundtrack albums for the film, called The Wedding Singer and The Wedding Singer Volume 2, were released in 1998. While the film had the actors performing many of the songs, the soundtrack albums, for the most part, contained the original versions of the songs instead, as well as the songs that were in the background during the film and original songs and dialogue from it. Only for "Rapper's Delight" was its rendition (by Ellen Dow) used, in combination with the original recording.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Soundtrack
Year: 1998

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