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PINK

Just Like A Pill

Respect Featuring Scratch

Oiça - The High Bandwidth Windows Media Version

Get The Party Started

I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started

Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waiting for me to arrive
Sending out the message to all of my friends
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean

Pumping up the volume breaking down to the beat
Cruising through the Westside we'll be checking the scene
Boulevard is freaking as I'm coming up fast
I'll be burning rubber you'll be kissing my ass
Pull up to the bumper get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar

Making my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumping up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancing and they're dancing for me
I'm your operator you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line

Written by L. Perry
Published by Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Produced by Linda Perry
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Additional Recording & Pro Tools Programming by Bernd Burgdorf at Larrabee Studios, LA, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments & Drum Programming: Linda Perry

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Just Like A Pill



Lying here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support
There's a shortage in the switch
I can't stay on your morphine
'Cause it's making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again
But she's being a little bitch
I'll think I'll get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of making me better
You keep making me ill
You keep making me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
It must be a bad trip
All of the other pills were different
Maybe I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support
There's a shortage in the switch
I can't stay on your morphine
'Cause it's making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again
But she's being a little bitch
I'll think I'll get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of making me better
You keep making me ill
You keep making me ill

Written by P!nk & D. Austin
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music, Inc. (ASCAP)/Cyptron Music/EMI-Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI)
Produced & Arranged by Dallas Austin for DARP, Inc.
Recorded by Carlton Lynn at Pinetree Studios, Miami Beach, FL
Assisted by Doug Harms
Mixed by Kevin "KD" Davis at Larrabee Studios North, North Hollywood, CA
Background Vocals: P!nk
MIDI & Sound Design: Rick Sheppard

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Respect Featuring Scratch


This is my rap song
1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired
Of boys up in my face
Pick-up lines like what's your sign?
Won't get you anyplace
When me and all my girls
Go walking down the street
Seems we can't go anywhere
Without a car that goes beep, beep

'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?

Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Damn, I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys
I would make me mine
When I pass you in a club
"Ooh la la," you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy
Or your piece of ass

'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?

Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

No jealousy, no envy girls
Come on let's work it out
No freebies in the limousine
That's not what it's about
Let him know there's work to do
Give it up, he won't call you
Respect is just a minimum
Go on girl and get you some

1-2-3-4
Hey ladies, yeah?
Let em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free
(repeat chorus)

Come on girls lets work it out
Let's show 'em what it's all about
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
You gotta let 'em know
That it ain't easy street, no

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music, Inc./Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)
Produced by Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Recorded at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Additional Recording by Bernd Burgdorf at Sony Studios, Santa Monica, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments: Linda Perry
Beatbox: Scratch
Drum Programming: Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Pro Tools Programming: Bernd Burgdorf

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