Lyrics From
Aaron Carter (Come Get It) CD.
Incl Bonus/B- Tracks

Lyrics -Aaron's Party Come Get It

(J. Schwartz/B. Kierulf)

Zomba Songs Inc./Mugsy Boy Publishing/Kierulf Songs (both adm. by Zomba Songs Inc.)(BMI)

Here's a little bit of old school for you,
That goes a little something like this...

I always tried to be the flyest kid on the block
The popular one with the rising stock
So that's when I had this bright idea
Throw the party of the month?
Nah, the party of the year!

All the fine girls couldn't turn it down
Now all I gotta do is get my parents out
Should I send 'em to a movie?
Nah, send them to a show!
Let me think... hmmm?
It's gotta be long though

I said "Mom, Dad, yo why you sittin' home?
It's a Friday night, have you seen Aunt Joan?
And don't worry about stayin' out too long
Don't fuss over me, I'll be fine alone"
"Have a good time!"

The doorbell rings, guess the party's here
I'm crankin' up the stereo like it's New Years
Walkin' 'round the house like who's the man
"Ain't nobody do it like Aaron can"

First on the floor, you know that's me
Bustin' out the moves like it's MTV
I guess somewhere along, I lost my head
Then I jumped on table, this is what I said

(CHORUS)

People all around you gotta...Come get it!
Everyone together sing it loud...Come get it!
Jump all around, c'mon...Come get it!
What?...Come get it!
Say it again...Come get it!
People all around you gotta...Come get it!
From the left to the right, make noise...Come get it!
Here we go now c'mon...Come get it!
Huh?...Come get it!
What? What?...Come Get it!
Na na na na, na na na na,na na na na
Yeah, yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah

Things are goin' great then to my surprise
Some people walked in, I didn't recognize
I said "fellas, yo, ya gotta get out!"

"Hey man I heard this was an open house"
"Open house?"
"Yeah that's what the flyers said"
"I didn't put out flyers!"
"Yo somebody did!"

Then walked in the girl I'm crushin'
And the kid spilled juice on my Mom's new cushion
I turned around and, Another kid broke the lamp
"I hope that's not expensive!"
"They got that in France"
For now I won't sweat it, I'll clean it up later
There's a honey over there and I really wanna meet her

CHORUS

Aaron C's in the house, here we go
Come with it

Break it down
(go go go go go...)

Was that a car door? Oh dang!, I'm in trouble
Everybody get out now on the double
I'm dead (you're done) that's it for me
I'm gonna be picked off my family tree

Once Mom finds out about this party I had
I don't wanna even start thinking about dad
I'm hustling around the house
Trying to clean up the mess
I sure put my new white Nikes to the test

The car door slammed
Now they're walking up the steps
I guess life is good with 10 seconds left
"AARON!"

"Grounded"

CHORUS

Lyrics -I Want Candy

(B.Berns/R. Feldman/G.Goldstein/R. Gottehrer)

Sloopy II Music Inc./Grand Canyon Music Inc./Sony/ATV Songs LLC

"Hey, Justin, Hey it's Aaron.
I can't come out tonight
I'm going to see this girl.
No, no, her name is Candy. She is real cute
I gotta go - see ya."

I know a girl who's tough but sweet
She's so fine, she can't be beat
She's got everything that I desire
Sets the summer sun on fire

(CHORUS)
I want candy
I want candy

Go to see her when the sun goes down
Ain't no finer girl in town
You're my girl, what the doctor ordered
So sweet, you make my mouth water

(CHORUS)

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like candy when it's wrapped in a sweater
Someday soon I'll make you mine
Then I'll have candy all the time

(CHORUS)

Candy in the moring shine
Candy in the hot sunshine
Candy, baby can't you see
All I want is your Candy

Candy in the moring shine
Candy in the hot sunshine
Candy, baby can't you see
All I want is your Candy

Hey, hey, hey
All I want is your Candy

Hey, hey, hey
All I want is your Candy

Lyrics -Bounce

(P.Kirtley/T.Haws/M. Barber/J. Albert/A. Bostelaar/L.Martin/N. Stuart)

Sloopysong Publishing ltd (adm. by EMI April Music Inc.)/Universal-PolyGram

Yo Aaron, yo Aaron, yo Aaron
(Bounce! I wanna see you bounce!)

Welcome to the party, this is one of a kind
Like a hot chilli pepper, it'll blow your mind
Don't know if you can take it
Tonight we're gonna shake it
And if you can't dance, you're under house arrest

It's like this,we 've got the crazy notion
The DJ's treating us with a jumpin' potion
So c'mon everybody throw your hands in the air
We're give it, uno, dos, tres, Oh yeah!

You gotta get up, to get it down
(Come on, come on)
When the beat kicks in, and you feel the swing
You just don't stand around
Get ready to jump, gonna funk around
(Come on, come on)
When you feel this thing, let the fun begin
Don't stop now 'cause I wanna see ya bounce

(Chorus)

Livin' it up, 'cause we're here to party
With a bouncy, bouncy, gonna make you happy
Playin' the disco bongo with me
And a bouncy, bouncy, come dance with me
(Everybody Bounce!)
Livin' it up, 'cause we're here to party
With a bouncy, bouncy, gonna make you happy
Playin' the disco bongo with me
And a bouncy, bouncy, come dance with me
(Everybody Bounce!)

Flip the tracks, can't you see it's not enough
He's the vinyl blister, and he's coming on tough
They say "turn it down, " What'd ya sayin'? "No way"

'Cause the sounds are pumpin' from the dig-a-DJ
Crank it up Cos we're goin' subsonic
Generation of Millenium, We're gonna rock it
So c'mon everybody throw your hands in the air
We're givin' it uno, dos, tres, Oh yeah

You gotta get up, to get it down
(Come on, come on)
When the beat kicks in and you feel the swing
You just don't stand around

Get ready to jump, gonna funk around
(Here we go, come on) And when you feel this thing, let the fun begin
Don't stop now 'cause I wanna see ya bounce

chorus

Yeah c'mon everybody jump up and down
(I wanna see ya bounce!)
Let's get it on, I wanna see you have a good time

(Bounce!)

Yeah c'mon, I wanna hear you shout it out
(I wanna see you bounce!)
Let's shake the floor, Here we go, we're gonna bounce
Throw your hands up...

chorus

Lyrics - My Internet Girl

(L.Curle/P.Nicholas/G.Dennis)

Zomba Music Publishers Ltd/Copyright Control

You have email

Ain't no doubt about it
I can't wait to get home to you
Connected with my baby
Just jammin' online with you
Here in my room we are as one
Our worlds connect as we switch on, switch on

(Chorus)
She's my best kept secret
My internet girl (my internet girl)
She's my one and only
And I ain't telling the world (my internet girl)

She's my best kept secret
Hooked up all night with that girl (my internet girl)
She's my one and only
My internet girl (my internet girl)

Shoop, shoop, shoop bop - My internet girl
Shoop, shoop, shoop bop
Shoop, shoop, shoop bop - My internet girl
Internet

Shufflin' through my windows
Gotta find my way back to you
You left me mail in the inbox
Thinking about what we should do
You left me the password to your heart
No looking back, we clicked from the start
I wanna let you know she's mine

Chorus

Shoop, shoop, shoop bop
Shoop, shoop, shoop bop
Shoop, shoop, shoop bop

Chorus

Lyrics - That's How I Beat Shaq

(J.Schwartz/B.Kierulf)

Zomba Songs Inc./Mugsy Boy Publishing/Kierulf Songs (both adm. by Zomba Songs Inc.) (BMI)

And it goes, and it goes
And it goes a little something like this

Hit It!
Aaron's in the house
Come on
Get up get up
I wanna make it bounce
Here we go
Aaron's in the house
Get up get up
Aaron's in the house


Yo guys, check it out
Guess what happened to me
(Another crazy story, come on AC)
I was hanging at the court
Just playing some ball
Working on my game
(Yeah, we heard it all)
I heard the fans screaming
I thought it was for me


But then I saw a shadow
It was 12 foot 3
It was Shaquile O'Neal
(What? What did he say?)
(How 'bout some one-on-one, do you wanna play?)
I told him why not, I got some time
But when I beat you real bad
Try not to cry


(Please Aaron, are you for real?)
(One-on-one with Shaquile O'Neal?)
Yeah, 34 Centre from the L.A. Lakers
(You must've been nervous)
I knew I could take him
Stared' at Shaq, psyche him out
I said O'Neal, you're in my house now
Start the game the whistle blows
Pay attention close 'cause the story goes...


CHORUS
It's like boom (boom)
I put it in the hoop
Like slam (slam)
I heard the crowd screaming
out jam (jam)
I swear that I'm telling you the facts
Cuz that's how I beat Shaq
X2


So check it out
I thought I had the lead
But then he started scoring mad points on me
I was scorin' the bricks
Was he hitting those shots?
I knew that there was a way that I could make it stop


I had a plan, that I could change the pace
I said, Yo Shaq you didn't tie your shoelace
He looked down, I stole the ball
I'm taking him to school now, watch me all
A 3-pointer, nothing but net
Come on Shaq, had enough yet?
Down by two, I'm catching up
I guess your getting nervous
Cuz you already lost


CHORUS

BRIDGE

Dunk after dunk
Jam after jam
Cheerleaders are cheering
Aaron's the man
X 2

Announcers were shocked
Couldn't believe it was real
(I can't believe a kid just stuffed O'Neal)
One more second, was all that remained
I put the ball up
I put him in shame
I must admit that it sounds real crazy
but the ball went in
Then he cried like a baby
Sorry Shaq, I should've let you win
You're good too
And we can still be friends


The fans went nuts
They put me on their shoulders
Then I heard a voice
And it sounded like my mother's


(Get up for school, you're gonna be late!)
Ma, can't you see that I'm playing the game?
(How you could be playing if you're still in bed?)
(Are you gettin' sick, did you hit your head?)
Aw, man it was all a dream
I guess that kinda thing could never happen to me

If it was a dream and it wasn't real

How'd I get a jersey with the name O'Neal?
Woah...


CHORUS

Lyrics - The Clapping Song

(L. Chase/Mrs. L. Kent/Mrs. J. McCarty)

Embassy Music Corporation/EMI Mills Music Inc.

C'mon, wo!

Three-six-nine, the goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
The line broke, the monkey got choked
And they all went to heaven in a little rowboat

Clap Pat , Clap Pat , Clap Pat , Clap Slap
Clap Pat! Clap your hand, Pat it on your partner’s hand, right hand
Clap Pat! Clap your hand, Cross it with your left arm
Pat your partner’s left palm, Clap Pat
Clap your hand, Pat your partner’s right palm (with your right palm again)
Clap Slap, Clap your hand, Slap your thigh and sing a little song, go..

(Chorus)

My mama told me if I was lucky
That she would treat me, if I was goody
My Aunty told her, I should act older
No I'm not kidding, that's what she told her

Three-six-nine, the goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
The line broke, the monkey got choked
And they all went to heaven in a little rowboat

Clap, Clap, Clap your hands and prepare to Pat
Clap, take your right arm pat your partner’s palm with your right palm
Clap, take your hand back and clap
Clap, Take your right arm, cross your right arm with your left arm
Pat your partner’s left palm with your left palm
Clap, now back with a clap
Take your hand to your palm and slap your thigh, watch the fun materialize
As you sing this little song....

(Chorus)

Three-six-nine, the goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
The line broke, the monkey got choked
And they all went to heaven in a little rowboat

(Chorus)

Three-six-nine, the goose drank wine
The monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
The line broke, the monkey got choked
And they all went to heaven in a little rowboat

Lyrics - Iko Iko

(J. Thomas/J. Jones/M. Jones/S. Jones/R.L. Hawkins/B.A. Hawkins/J. Johnsson)

Trio Music Company Inc./Melder Music

My Grandma and your Grandma
Sittin' by the fire
My Grandma said to your Grandma
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire"

(Chorus)
Talkin 'bout hey now, hey now, Iko Iko, ahney
Jock-a-mo fee no ah nah-ney, Jock-a-mo fee nah-ney

Look at my king all dressed in red
Iko, Iko, ah-ney
Betcha five dollars he'll kill you dead
Jock-a-mo fee nah-ney

(Chorus)

My flag boy and your flag boy
Sittin' by the fire
My flag boy said to your flag boy
"I'm gonna set your flag on fire"

Chorus x2

See that guy all dressed in green
Iko, Iko, ah-ney
He's not a man, he's a lovin' machine
Jock-a-mo fee nah-ney

Chorus

Lyrics - Real Good Time

(A. Olafsdottir/M. Mehyer)

Universal-MCA Publishing, a div. of Universal Studios, Inc.

Sometime, someplace
Everybody has words
Fallin' out, and makin' up, uh-huh

(Chorus)
Maybe I laugh, maybe I cry
Maybe I scream, maybe I sigh
Baby I feel, the feeling is real
Maybe I curse, maybe I squeal
But I enjoy, making some noise
Fooling around, I listen to the sound
When you and I get, everything's set
We surely know how to have a real good time, yeah yeah

1, 2, 3, 4

You and I are not to blame, sometimes we just go insane
You and I have much to give, everything is relative
When we have our darker days, we just go our seperate ways
You and I are not to blame, sometimes we just go insane, yeah yeah

1,2,3,4

(Chorus)

Sometimes baby in your eyes, love is truely justified
When I hear you telling lies, I just wanna terrorize
Making up is oh so good, yeah we rock the neighbourhood
You and I are not to blame, sSometimes we just go insane, yeah yeah

1,2,3,4

Chorus

La la la la la la la

Chorus

Lyrics - Tell Me What You Want

(L. Dozier)

Beau Di O Do Music

Tell me, won't you tell me what
Won't you tell me what you wanna do
Tell me, won't you tell me what
Won't you tell me what you wanna do

Are you tired of me
Do you want to be free
I just got to know
Should I hang on, or let go
Don't keep me guessing, It just ain't fair
You got me drowning in a sea of despair
I've held up for as long as I can
Ohhh I need to know am I still your man

(Chorus)
T-T-Tell me what you want
Tell me what you're gonna do girl
Nah, nah nah nah
T-T-Tell me what you want
Tell me what I am for true girl, oh yeah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Putting pressure on my heart
Maybe we need some time apart
We need to find out what's gone wrong
Before the love's completely gone
I've held up for as long as I can
I need to know am I still your man
As we past the point, of no return
Is there a reason to be concerned

(Chorus)

Give me a chance to say what's left of my pride
Please tell me girl, is the grass greener on the other side

(Chorus)
T-T-Tell me what you want
Tell me what you're gonna do girl
Nah, nah nah nah
T-T-Tell me what you want
Tell me what I am for true girl, oh yeah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Lyrics - Girl You Shine

(G.Carolla/J. Elofsson/K. Larsson/P. Landin)

BMG Music Publishing Scandinavia (Stim)/Zomba Music Publishers Ltd./Universal PolyGram

International Publishing Inc./Sony ATV Songs/Jimmy Fun Music

I see you everyday
And I can't seem to think of anything to say
To you baby, how can that be
That it breaks my heart
When you're smiling at me
The moment that I laid my eyes on you
I knew you'd be the one to make my dreams come true

(Chorus)
Girl you shine like reflections on the water
Girl you shine like the sun in the sky
Girl you shine like the moon does in the night-time
Girl you Shine like that stars in the sky

In you I see something I won't find
Ever again, baby, you're always on my mind
If I could find a way to open up my heart
We'd be together
We'd not be apart
The moment that I laid my eyes on you
I knew you'd be the one to make my dreams come true

(Chorus)

Girl I can't imagine being without you
And I know you're gonna make my dream come true
You know I never would leave you
I'll never deceive you
I'll give you every piece of my heart

Girl you shine, shine, shine on me
Girl you shine, shine, shine on me
Girl you shine, shine, shine on me
Girl you shine, shine, shine on me

(Chorus)

You're all I need to survive
And girl you keep me alive
And girl you shine like the sun in the sky

Lyrics - Life Is A Party

(A. Goldmark/J. Houston/J. Dean Hicks)

Zomba Songs Inc./New Non Pareil Music, Inc. (adm. by Zomba Songs Inc. (BMI)/

WB Music Corp./John And Nancye's Sons Music/On The Mantle Music (BMI)

Hey, hey, hey
Hey! Hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey!

Party time, gimme the beat,
Give it up
Move your hands from side to side,
Here we go...first verse

Some people live for the weekend
Seems like such a waste
Counting down 'til the fun begins
What about the other days?
There's Monday night (there's monday night)
And Tuesday night (and tuesday night)
Wenesday, Thursday, why wait?
Three hundred sixty five days

(Chorus)
Life is a party
Lets get it started, get it started
Get it started tonight
Life is a party
Let's get excited, your invited
There's a party tonight
Hey, hey, hey
Hey! Hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey!

Imagine everyone in the world
Out in the street tonight
Everybody's gonna rock all day
Just nine to five party time
Down in Brazil (down in Brazil)
In Tokyo (In Tokyo)
Bombay, Cairo, Puerto Rico everybody lets go!

(Chorus)
Life is a party
Lets get it started, get it started
Get it started tonight
Life is a party
Let's get excited, your invited
There's a party tonight
Three hundred sixty five days
Life is a party
Lets get it started, get it started
Get it started tonight
Life is a party
Let's get excited, your invited
There's a party tonight
Three hundred sixty five days

Uh, just gimmie the beat
Uh, gimmie gimmie the beat
Gimme the beat, all around the world
Every 24-7 gonna rock ya girl
You like to party, 'cause I wanna get to it
Everybody in the world, lets do it
Lets do it, lets do it
uh, come on, come on, here we go
Down in Brazil (down in Brazil)
In Tokyo (In Tokyo)
Bombay, start today, why wait?
Three hundred sixty five days

(Chorus)

Lyrics - Jump, Jump

(D. Lew/N. Graham)

Songs In Lew (adm. by Zomba Music Publishers ltd.)/Maximum Songs Ltd/Warner Chappell Music

I got a plan, a major scam
I'm ready and equipped
With the mic in my right hand
I'll move you, groove you
Give you something to dance to
If you want to
Step outside, come along, let's ride
Don't listen to the talk
Take a walk on the wild side
Thinkin', talkin', clockin'
Everybody's shockin', and rockin'
'Cause you know and I know
That we rule the jam so
If the DJ's just so so
I guess that it's a no, no, no, no

(Chorus)
If I say jump jump
You say how high
Jump jump
To the left to the right
Jump jump
And turn around
Jump jump
Then touch the ground
x2

Dazed and amazed with the latest craze
Everybody's thinkin' it's just a faze
But they don't about goin' out, showin' out, and hangin' out
And throwin' all the rules out.
'Cause you know and I know
That we rule the jam so
If the DJ's just so so
I guess that it's a no, no, no, no

(Chorus)

Rap:
Say boogity boom boom, boombastic
Fun fun fun, funtastic
Swing the nation
Cause a sensation
A cool vibration
Groove intoxication
So pump, bump, jump
Shake your jump
Rip, skip, flip
Somebody, anybody, everybody
SCREAM!

Yo, Aaron, where you at, man?