diana is a 1980 album by American R&B and soul singer Diana Ross, released by Motown. Her 11th studio album, it was, and still is, the biggest-selling studio collection of Ross' career.
Following the U.S. success of 1979's The Boss, Ross wanted a fresher, more modern sound. Production team Bernard Edwards and Nile Rodgers of Chic had recently written a whole album's worth of material with Aretha Franklin in mind. Franklin had however declined the offer and all the songs, including "Upside Down", were subsequently passed on to Ross.
What proved to be a grueling recording process with the singer was made even longer when Ross abandoned the sessions after producers Edwards and Rodgers in no uncertain terms informed her she was singing flat. Despite repeated conflicts between the producers and the singer during the recording sessions, the album was completed. Reportedly, Ross was not pleased with its results. Following a preview of the record to be released in the aftermath of the anti-disco backlash, Frankie Crocker, an influential New York City disc jockey warned Ross it would even be the end of her career.
Hey, everybody
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Meanwhile back at the ranch
You're unhappy, now here is your chance
Don't you let the pressure appear
Make your lifestyle hectic all year
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Money won't be enough
When the going get's tough, it's rough
Try to cuddle with your business
And you'll see that love is priceless
If you don't believe what I say
Just experiment one day
I think that you will agree
That we need some kind of relief, relief, relief
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Have fun again
Have fun
Have fun again
I want you to have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Just like little children
Like the little children
Know how they have fun
Money won't be enough
When the going get's tough, it's rough
Try to cuddle with your business
And you'll see that love is priceless
If you don't believe what I say
Then experiment one day
I think that you will agree
That we need some kind of relief
Have fun, have fun, have fun
Have fun again
Have fun, have fun
I want you to have fun
I want you to have fun again
Have fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
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Have fun, have fun
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I want you to have fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
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Have fun
Have fun
Have fun
Have fun
And if you can't have fun
Have someone else's fun
'Cause someone sure had mine
They came in, now they're having a whale of a time
You should grow a beard
A beard to tell a thousand stories never told before
A beard to tell you tales, whilst the fireplace roars
The closing of relationships, and the opening of doors
The starting of hostilities and the ending of wars
Take care
And if you couldn't care
Take someone else's care
'Cause someone took my care
They were there, and then they were not there
We should have a baby
And then I wouldn't feel quite so sad
Then I'd feel like Paul the Saint and not Jack the Lad
A baby that'll make me feel so very glad
I've had a life of booze, but that's all I've ever had
'Cause I'm the King of Misery
The Prince of the torn apart
And you're the lighthouse keeper
To the owner of a ship-wrecked heart
Take heart
And if you can't take heart
Take someone else's heart
Someone took my heart
They came in, now I'm torn apart
We should grey together
Not that pigeon-chested Trafalgar grey
The grey that greets you on that first October day
The grey of Russian front, whilst wolves bay
And the skeleton of life, that love decays
'Cause you're the Queen of Sadness
The Princess of the House of Pain
And you're the final match
To the holder of this flickering flame
Too many toy in attic can make you go blind
but there’s a lot of things to hide behind
There’s a veil of illusions to mirror the glares
and to keep away the fears
that hide behind the stairs
wow,here you are again!
so cool out on the burning sand
will the heat fry away your fears?
wait and see if I even care...
Have Fun
Now it’s four past midnight and you ghosts are all out
there’s no telling what it’s all about
throw them a dime and they will show you the way
out of your wishing well-to heaven,or was it hell?
(Heaton/Rotheray)
Have fun
And if you can't have fun
Have someone else's fun
'Cause someone sure had mine
They came in
now they're having a whale of a time
You should grow a beard
A beard to tell a thousand stories never told before
A beard to tell you tales, whilst the fireplace roars
The closing of relationships and the opening of doors
The starting of hostilities and the ending of wars
Take care
And if you couldn't care
Take someone else's care
'Cause someone took my care
They went there and then they were not there
We should have a baby
And then I wouldn't feel quite so sad
Then I'd feel like Paul the Saint and not Jack the Lad
A baby that'll make me feel so very glad
I've had a life of booze, but that's all I've ever had
'Cause I'm the King of Misery
The Prince of the torn apart
And you're the lighthouse keeper
To the owner of a ship-wrecked heart
Take heart
And if you can't take heart
Take someone else's heart
Someone took my heart
They came in, now I'm torn apart
We should grey together
Not that pigeon-chested Trafalgar grey
The grey that greets you on that first October day
The grey of Russian front, whilst wolves bay
And the skeleton of life that love decays
'Cause you're the Queen of Sadness
The Princess of the House of Pain
And you're the final match
To the holder of this flickering flame
Have fun
Yeah, uh, hahaha, B-Boy shit, we don't stop, stop
Have fun, have fun, ha-ha-have fun
That's how we get it down
Likwit crew sound
You might find me wylin out at your local club
Or hangin out at your local pub
Stealin bottles from the bar, sendin bitches as decoys
Me and my Alkaholik Likwit B-Boys
Staggerin, pissy drunk, gettin that freaks
Rush the DJ, make him play some of my beats
Ladies stop and stare
They see Swift over there
But my girls in here
So I quickly disappear (where)
Spanish night at the Casa
Dancin with freaky mammies on X, high and drunk tryna salsa
Pop my collar, twist my change it's the ? ?
Kick a little game and add your name to my roster
Out to the next jam
Let the bouncer know exactly who I am
This is Likwit fam (better believe it)
All out of dress code, no I.D's
And we all gettin in for free
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun
Have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun
Have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
We just wanna have
Real wit that's what I'm about
I like real wit fun that's what I'm about
I like real wit fun that's what I'm about
I like real wit fun that's what I'm about
All I really need coke, brew and weed
Till I'm nice and keyed, oh yes indeed
And some fine chickadees, yeah gots my steeze
I asked the homie out ? and he quickly agreed
Hey girl, you're coming over right after my show
You and me on the floor buttnaked like D'Angelo
Now that's fun, and that's fun
We fresh off the bottle of the Applety rum
Goin shoppin wit you, nah that ain't fun
Eatin dinner wit your parents, nah that ain't fun
Playin with the two's, yeah that's fun
But I really ain't into ballets
You know how I like to have fun
Please be believin
I have the most fun with my ? in your ?
Till you stop breathin, chokin
I be provokin B-Boys to act fool from Diago to Oakland
So what you gon' do, what you gon' do
When my Likwit crew come ?? all over you
Have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
Have fun, have fun, have fun
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
Have-have-have fun
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
Have-have-have fun
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
Have-have-have fun
Have fun, have fun, have fun, have-have-have fun
We just wanna have, I just wanna have, yeah
Make em bounce to it
And I just wanna have, have
Yeah, it's time to hit the spot, it's a quarter to six
Ain't nuttin on my mind but pussy and chicks
Harlem bitches thinkin bout it, chips in the dicks
Strip clubs, peanuts
A lotta extra liquor, port and the pina colada
House parties after hours come to my spot
Grab all your hands, sip tequila and peach schnapps
Girl y'all can have a bar and we can have fun
Wanna have two, one for her, one for you
Ain't nuthin like it, just can't you see
And I love it when the ladies love each other for me
And have fun, bitch
Ay yo, ? Tash we havin fun
I live my life on the run
I'm running from these sprung bitches with a knife and a gun
The ho's we love em where I'm from
I live in ocho uno ocho
We pull em to the curb and put the cocks up in the choko
Smoke so much weed you might think clouds are formin
But we straight up Alkaholiks, straight up live performers
Baggin ?, all yours is stuck on minimal
Ya fools can't get nowhere cos y'all be runnin with them criminals
We have fun from sun up to sun set
We scoober divin ?, all that shit we ain't done yet
We just ? off weed, who the fuck wanna get it
Cos life ain't really life if you ain't havin fun wit it
Have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun, have-have-have fun
We just wanna have fun, have fun, have fun, have fun
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Featuring Timbaland
[Timbaland]
Come on, can you feel me now
Uh, can you feel me now
Yo, can you feel me now
Uh, uh, can you feel me now
Everyone ready for this one
They didn't know that
Timbaland could go from the east coast to the west coast
You know Knoc
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
It's the Knoc (ha, ha, ha)
It's the Knoc, hit the block
Hittin' them corners on dub two's, you stop
They used to hate me now they scream Knoc's a whole lot (yeah)
Ran from me now they beg me to blow spot (what)
Meet a bitch (aha), down she go (aha)
Lick a nigga (aha), head to toe (aha)
Call me pop-a-long, back strong, grab toes
Knockin' three hoes, dippin' in the low-low (whoo)
Knoc's the weapon, Tim's the beats (the beats)
Runnin' ya country, the street block gets hot (ow)
Walk on the block and hate when niggaz change face
Used to be down but now they all act fake (yeah)
Fuck 'em (what), forget 'em, leave 'em alone
Outlive 'em, purchase a home (yeah nigga)
In the zone, keep the heat on
I love to make red bones moan
Looking like zones (cause what)
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
See me now, see me later
On the town, pimp suit, black gators
I get around, read my two-way pager
Smoke a ounce, stay out to get paper (come on)
Be out not?, spot? get closer
Wit game, I lace her, no rock, no chaser
Tim, Knoc, shit's over
Knockin' them, four leaf-clover
Knoc the rhythm, Tim's the bass
Shake ya ass, bones ache (whoo)
Baby I ain't done till I'm at the earthquake
Won't you calm down, chill, for heaven's sakes
Came to my home and showed up in all lace (uh)
We can get it on, freak zone, high stakes
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
[Knoc-turn'al]
We can go get blowed
Smoke dro and mack hoes
Leave with a few in all black tight leather
That's your girl homie, naw man I just met her
Hips and ass fully blown
Right skin, nice tone
Game tight, fully chrome
? mackster thang doing the cheap?
No pillow, no sheets
A pro, a freak, a hoe heap
Put it down, hold the ground down on your street
While I put it down and ride for L-A-C
Can handle most of the C's but can't fuck with me
I'm glad y'all feel the way I rap and ride the beat
Get your freak on, live a little, have a drink
Till the next time I bring some confidential heat
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
[Knoc-turn'al] (Timbaland)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
I (I, I, I, I, I) just wanna have fun (just wanna have fun)
You can't be serious man (yes I am baby)
[Timbaland]
You can't be serious man
Yes I am baby, yes I am
Yes I am baby, yes I am
Yes I am baby, yes I am
You can't be serious man
What you got here, is another Timbo classic
Ya heard me? haha
Knoc-turn'al, Tim
Now you put that together
Hm, you do the math baby
Sick, sick