Podgorica (/ˈpɒdɡəriːtsə/ POD-gorr-ee-tsə;Montenegrin/Serbian: Podgorica / Подгорица [pǒdgoritsa], lit. "under the small hill") is the capital and largest city of Montenegro.
Podgorica's favourable position at the confluence of the Ribnica and Morača rivers and the meeting point of the fertile Zeta Plain and Bjelopavlići Valley has encouraged settlement. The city is close to winter ski centres in the north and seaside resorts on the Adriatic Sea.
A census in 2011 put the city's population at 150,977. The Podgorica municipality contains 10.4% of Montenegro's territory and 29.9% of its population. It is the administrative centre of Montenegro and its economic, cultural and educational focus.
The name Podgorica means "under the Gorica" in Montenegrin language. Gorica (meaning "little hill" or hillock) is the name of the cypress-covered hill that overlooks the city centre.
Some three kilometres (1.9 miles) north-west of Podgorica lie the ruins of Doclea, a town known in Greek, pre-Roman and Roman times. The Roman Emperor Diocletian came from this region. In later centuries, Romans "corrected" the name to Dioclea, guessing wrongly that an "i" had been lost in vulgar speech. "Duklja" is the later (Slavic) version of that word.
I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you,
Come rain or come shine.
High as a mountain and deep as a river,
Come rain or come shine.
I guess when you met me
It was just one of those things,
But don't ever bet me,
"Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me.
You're gonna love me like nobody's loved me,
Come rain or come shine.
Happy together, unhappy together
And won't it be fine.
Days may be cloudy or sunny,
We're in or we're out of the money,
But I'm with you always,
Meglio stasera, baby, go go go!
Or as we natives say, "Fa subito!"
If you're ever gonna kiss me
It had better be tonight
while the mandolins are playing
and stars are bright
If you've anything to tell me
it had better be tonight
or somebody else may tell me
and whisper the words just right
Meglio stasera, baby, go go go!
Or as we natives say, "Fa subito!"
For this poor Americano
who knows little of your speach
be a nice Italiano
and start to teach.
Show me how in old Milano
lovers hold each other tight
but I warn you sweet paisano,
it had better be tonight.
Meglio stasera, baby, go go go!
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that’s so hard to bear
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night
Ev’rybody’s got the fever
that is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing
Fever started long ago
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I’m gonna treat you right
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night
Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said, Julie baby, you’re my flame
Thou givest fever when we kisseth
Fever with thy flaming youth
Fever, I’m afire
Fever, yea I burn forsooth
Captain Smith and Pocahontas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don’t you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I’m his Missus,
Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right
Now you’ve listened to my story
Here’s the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
That's why, that's why the lady
That's why, that's why the lady
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp
Tramp.
She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
Hates the theatre but never comes late
She never bothers with people she hate
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp
Don't go to crap games with barons or earls
Won't go to Harlem in ermines and pearls
She won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, and that's "ok"
Hates California, so smarty and damp
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
She gets massages, she cries and she moans
Tells Slenderella, just to leave her alone
She's not so hot, but her shape is her own
That's why, that's why the lady is a tramp
The food at Sardees is great no doubt
But she doesn't know what motels are about
She puts in a dime, and some ice comes out
That's why, the lady is a tramp
She loves the free, fresh wind in her face
Diamonds and lace
No God, so what?
For Rod Steiger, she whistles and stamps
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
She don't know the reason for cocktails at five
She don't like fly-em-up, but I'm glad I'm alive
I crave affection baby, but not when I drive
That's why, the lady is a tramp. Now!
She flew down to London, and left me behind
I missed the crowning, but I didn't mind
She won't play Scarlet and Gone with the Wind
(It's got to rhyme)
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
I like to hang her hat whereever I please
and fly with a breeze
and no dough, hi ho
She thinks that Marciano was still a great, big champ
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
She goes down to Coney and she thinks the beach is
divine
She goes to the ballgames and thinks the Yankees are
fine
Why she reads Walther Winchell and understands every
line
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
She likes to go rowing down Central Park lake
She digs a price fight that isn't a fake
Why she even goes to the opera and stays wide awake
That's why the lady is a tramp. Now!
I like the green grass under my shoes
Now what can I lose
She's flat, and that's that
She's all alone when I lower my lamp
That's why the lady,
That's why the lady,
Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
I have nobody for my own
I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
Wish I had someone
To call on the phone
For I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier
Away from home through no wish of my own
That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
I wish that I could go back home
Letter, never a letter
I get no letters in the mail
I've been forgotten, yeah, forgotten
Oh, how I wonder, how is it I failed
For I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier
Away from home through no wish of my own
That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
Middle finger nigga both hands up high
I was running while still manage to be fly
Feelin like that, baby
Lord take my soul to the sky
F*ck a piece of p**sy might want the whole pie,
Remember me P from third street, right
Ridin real hard, eyes on the prize
Used to beg God for this life I despise now
Only young ladies wanna have my child,
Baddest bitch I ever saw you can have it all,
Put me up a stake suck a nigga off
Better come back like a... break her off
No drolls in the summer free ball
That’s the dick hang she ain’t smell like Jean Paul
Got it... automatic gage,
Spray you cock roaches like ray what they say
Go Pedro that’s what they say oh
When I get the A yall she look like me yo
I could reach the trunk from the front at the bemo
Bet the money back watch straight in the casino
Bad name ingo, talk like...
Stashed up a hundred thousand knowledge and singles,
Strippin for the singles gotta living like a up go dixin
Knew I wasn’t tripping when I seen her like bingo
That’s her, yeah, yeah sir
What? Did I pay my part right can you say...
Hey hey, thing ain’t got we ain’t primo
We gonna bubble till it blow like a vulcano
Spittin that crack should have been a pimp,
Twitter hoes follow like the mother f*cking info talking on my ass
Let a nigga breathe, better get a weapon I’m awaking in our street
Pink drink murderer, strip club killer, bad bitch burglarer
MG willer, seatin on customs having a discussion
With them white pressions, sippin white Russian
The shit fire like the pilots
Chicks want some of this island dick
Roll roll who I’m stylin with
By the cop who drives pearly white like you’re smiling shit
Middle finger nigga both hands up high
I was running while still manage to be fly
Feelin like that, baby
Lord take my soul to the sky
F*ck a piece of p**sy might want the whole pie,
Remember me P from third street, right
Ridin real hard, eyes on the prize
Used to beg God for this life I despise now
Only young ladies wanna have my child,
Baddest bitch I ever saw you can have it all,
Put me up a stake suck a nigga off
Better come back like a... break her off
No drolls in the summer free ball
That’s the dick hang she ain’t smell like Jean Paul
Got it... automatic gage,
Spray you cock roaches like ray what they say
I fuck em good, I fuck em long, long
I fuck em hot, I fuck em strong, strong
I fuck em right, you fuck em wrong wrong
since I fuck em all I need to fuck the song.
Hook:
Hey, I ain't preaching I ain't waiting
though I got to fuck em first,
shawty ask me am I dating, no
bitch you're fucking first, fucking first
fucking first, bitch you're fucking first, fucking first
that's shit girl I fuck the first, first,
run the train that will work,
but I got to fuck em first.
Okay I'm first upon this verse
and I'll beat it up first upon under that scarf
scratch to fuck, first to squirt, first to chuck them duices work,
mollie second came that third, next to forth came that bitch to..
when that work, p**sy got murb, exactly why I fuck her first
above my shirt, bitch ain't deserve right in the club she wanna fuck
I told my man I'm bout to skirt,
I'm 22 and cut this mud,
he said hole up, no crack you know what?
I know that bitch, she got that work,
yeah, that's fine and dandy but I'm fucking first.
[Hook:]
Let me go first, I don't need no kids,
I don't need no touch,
let me see that buzz,
come out no shit,hap up on this but,
past to beat it, I conceit it,
bitch got just what I need it,
come, nigga don't wanna meet it,
so, nigga off when I need it,
fuck em first, oh that's your girl?
I fuck her first, I'm up int he throat,
she gave me to that, I gave her the stroke,
hey niggas wind em.., I find em..
know.. diamonds, I'm just buying my hoes..
[Hook:]
I fuck em good, I fuck em long, long
I fuck em hot, I fuck em strong, strong
I fuck em right, you fuck em wrong wrong