What your dirty little secret?

Good Charlotte - Keep your hands off my girl

Let the record play.
Let the record play.
Let the record play.

The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louie Vitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,

I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a Kershaw neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.

[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl.
Keep your hands off my girl.

Now she’s sweatin my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.

[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be about it,
I'm just trying to stay about it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boys start to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
They get the fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is starring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps playing,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl.
Keep your hands off my girl.
And the record keeps playing.
The same old song,




The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louie Vitton, HG,and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain.

Good Charlotte - The River

As I walk through the valley
of the shadow of L.A.
The footsteps that were next to me
have gone their separate ways.
I've seen enough now,
to know that beautiful things
don't always stay that way.
I've done enough now,
to know this beautiful place
isn't everything they say.
I heard, that evil comes disguised.
Like the city of angels,
I'm walking towards the light.

Baptized in the river,
I've seen a vision of my life
And I wanna be delivered.
In the city was a sinner,
I've done a lot of things wrong
But I swear I'm a believer.
Like the prodigal son,
I was out on my own,
Now I'm trying to find my way back home.
Baptized in the river,
I'm delivered,
I'm delivered.

[M.Shadows]
You're from a small town,
you're gonna grow up fast;
underneath these lights.
Down in Hollywood,
on the boulevard,
the dead comes back to life.
To the praying Mother,
And the worried Father,
Let your children go.
If they come back,
They'll come home stronger,
And if they don't you'll know...

They say that evil comes disguised.
Like the city of angels,
I'm walking towards the light.

Baptized in the river,
I've seen a vision of my life,
And I wanna be delivered.
In the city was a sinner,
I've done a lot of things wrong,
But I swear I'm a believer.
Like the prodigal son,
I was out on my own,
Now I'm trying to find my way back home.
Baptized in the river,
I'm delivered,
I'm delivered.

Baptized in the river (on my own)-
Baptized in the river (on my own)-
I wanna be delivered.
(on my own, on my own)
Baptized in the river (on my own)-
I wanna be delivered.
Baptized in the river (on my own)-
I wanna be delivered.
Baptized in the river (on my own)
I wanna be delivered
I confess I'm a sinner,
I've seen a vision of my life,
And I wanna be delivered.

Good Charlotte - The Young & The Hopeless

Hard days made me, hard nights shaped me
I don't know they somehow saved me
And I know I'm making something out of this life they called nothing
I take what I want
Take what I need
They say it's wrong but it's right for me
I won't look down
Won't say I'm sorry
I know that only God can judge me


And if I make it through today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
And if I stumble and I fall,
Should I get up and carry on, or will it all just be the same?


'Cause, I'm young and I'm hopeless
I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
I'm troublesome, I've fallen
I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care, I don't care


And no one in this industry
Understands the life I lead
When I sing about my past
It's not a gimmick, not an act
These critics and these trust fund kids
Try to tell me what punk is
But when I see them on the streets, they got nothing to say....


And if I make it through today will tomorrow be the same
Am I just running in place?
And if I stumble and I fall,
Should I get up and carry on, or will it all just be the same?


'Cause, I'm young and I'm hopeless
I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
I'm troublesome, I've fallen
I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care


I don't care, I don't care, now, I don't care


I'm young and I'm hopeless
I'm lost and I know this
I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say
That I'm troublesome, I've fallen
I'm angry at my father
It's me against this world and I don't care, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
I don't care