“I need a father figure, and you’re it. But I’m still . And don’t forget it.”

— George Michael

That’s all I wanted Something special something sacred In your eyes For just one moment To be bold and naked At your side

I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher (Be your daddy) Anything you have in mind (It would make me) I will be your father figure (Very happy)

That’s all I wanted But sometimes love can be mistaken For a crime That’s all I wanted Just to see my baby’s Blue eyed shine This time I think that my lover Understands me

If you are the desert I’ll be the sea If you ever hunger – Hunger for me Whatever you ask for That’s what I’ll be… So when you remember The ones who have lied Who said that they cared But then laughed as you cried Beautiful darling Don’t think of me.

Because all I ever wanted It’s in your eyes baby, baby And love can’t lie, no… (Greet me with the eyes of a child) I will be the one who loves you –

‘Til the end of time

MorganVH, right

— George Michael

Sometimes you think you’re gonna get it But you don’t and that’s just the way it goes

I swear I won’t tease you Won’t tell you no lies I don’t need no bible Just look in my eyes I’ve waited so long baby Now that we’re friends Every man’s got his patience And here’s where my ends

When you tell me you’re gonna regret it Then I tell you that I love you but you still say NO!

It’s natural It’s chemical. It’s logical Habitual. It’s sensual

Not everybody does it But everybody should

I’m not your father I’m not your brother Talk to your sister I am in love

I want your Sex


— George Michael

Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has got a body like you

But I’ve got to think twice
Before I give my heart away

I know you’re asking me to stay
Say please, please, please, don’t go away
You say I’m giving you the blues
You mean every word you say
Can’t help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to lover boy rules
Before this river
Becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh baby I reconsider
My foolish notion
Well I need someone to hold me




And my son, JVHK who is 5 years old, and who can decide if he wants to put his picture here when he is 12 … or older if he prefers


For Maya

We have … a whole lot of superstars, on this stage here tonight But i want yall to know one thing-this is….

My House and when I say who’s house, yall know what time it is. Who’s house? Runs house!

ah, once again my firend not a trend for then they said, rap was crap but never had this band till the ruler came with a cooler name make ya dance and prance and draw the fans to stades name is Run my son number one for fun not a gun that’s done and get done by none the others act in fact ya just wack I kill why? because its fun my son and Run heads the bill!

Who’s house? Run’s house!

Who’s house? Run’s house!

Im in the house yall im in the house yall and this is how Run DMC will turn it out yall im in the house yall im in the house yall and this is what run dmc be about yall will my name is dmc, the all-time great I bust the most rhymes in New York state Reporters Claw Producers die they want to be down with the king! the wanted man from the wanted clan wanted by every fan from across the land not a G.A.N.G from off the street R. and U.N. D.M.C complete!

get on the mic and (emcee) another time I take for the rhyme I make make me mad and sad because the fad is fake see I do this thing so come pursue this king one mind I rhyme is all you can spring cus im the best im def ask the rest they left thats my name my game and we dont need the rep so keep the booze you loose and suckas cool your mouth
I set a trap for rap thats crap its run’s house!

some underestimate and miscalculate my intent to create what I call the great till I make a song that I prove em wrong see my song so strong I make em come along come in the door get on the floor hard rock hard hitting hiphop hard-core causing casualties and catastrophes and tragedies for the suck emcees use a strategy to get the best of me you dirty rat emcees whoever you may be you need to go down south you need to shut your mouth its all about no doubt just shout cus we turn it out!

~ The Legendary RUN DMC


— George Michael

I won’t let you down So please don’t give me up Because I would really, really love to stick around

Oh yea

But when you shake your ass They notice fast some mistakes were built to last

I just hope you understand Sometimes the clothes do not make the man All we have to do now Is take these lies and make them true somehow All we have to see Is that I don’t belong to you And you don’t belong to me


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