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Mark Daniel Ronson (born 4 September 1975) is an English DJ, musician, music producer, artist and co-founder of Allido Records. He currently works with his band under the music alias of Mark Ronson & The Business Intl.
While his debut album Here Comes the Fuzz failed to make an impact on the charts, his second album, Version included three top ten hits and won Ronson a Brit Award for Best British Male Artist in 2008. His third studio album, Record Collection, was released on 27 September 2010.
Ronson was born at the Wellington Hospital, St John's Wood, to writer/socialite Ann Dexter-Jones and one-time band manager and real estate entrepreneur Laurence Ronson. His parents are of Ashkenazi Jewish descent, with ancestors from Austria, Russia, and Lithuania, and Ronson was brought up in Conservative Judaism. Ronson's family name was originally Aaronson, but his grandfather Henry Ronson changed it to Ronson. Ronson is the nephew of property tycoon Gerald Ronson. Ronson is related to British Conservative politicians Sir Malcolm Rifkind and Leon Brittan, as well as Odeon Cinemas founder Oscar Deutsch. Ronson has twin sisters who are two years younger than him, Charlotte Ronson, a fashion designer, and Samantha Ronson, a singer and DJ. Ronson also has five younger half-siblings. Alexander and Annabelle, through his mother's remarriage to Mick Jones as well as Henrietta, David and Joshua, through his father's remarriage to model Michele First. After his parents broke up, his mother married Foreigner guitarist Mick Jones, which contributed to a childhood surrounded by music.
Cup Cakes, Lotto Tickets
Plot
Phillip struggles to discover the meaning and intent behind his latest painting. Frustrated he isolates himself and ignores the love and beckoning of his girlfriend Mary. It is not until he combines his relationship with his art does he create the masterpiece he seeks.
Plot
Geeta and her parents move to a small town of Hari Nagar where her dad has been appointed Principal of a school. During her very first day, Geeta finds out that her video gaming device has been stolen. After complaining to her school teacher, who ends up searching every student's bags, finds the device in Shyam's schoolbag. Shyam is humiliated and punished. Then another student, Satish Kumar, the son of Member of Legislative Assembly, Makhan Lal Akela, finds that his gold chain is missing. They automatically suspect Shyam, and along with local goons and Police go to his residence to search for Shyam and the missing chain. Shyam's uncle and cruel aunt vehemently deny any theft, but no one believes them, they end up searching the house, find Shyam and chase him into the lighthouse, where he hides. Shyam does not know that this lighthouse is the very venue of a spirit of a dreaded pirate that has been lying dormant for 100 years, and is now ready to wake and wreak havoc all round again.
Keywords: ghost, lighthouse, orphan, pirate
{verse 1}
Takin' it all the right way,
keepin' it in the back
Takin' it all the right way,
never no turnin' back
Never need, no,
never no turnin' back
{verse 2}
Flyin', just a sweet place,
comin' inside and sail
Flyin', just a sweet place,
never been known to fail
Never been, no,
never been known to fail
{scat}
Wishing you,
wishing that sometimes
[sometimes]
Doin' it, doin' it right, 'til [doin' it] one time
[one time]
Gets you when your down
[nobody, nobody, do it again, get off]
Eh, sometimes,
[doin']
wishin' sometimes, [give it back] up there, up there
[givin' it]
Ah, my darlin'
[No] Ah, my darlin', [givin' it] ah, [up there] why?
[gimme, gimme] Up there, [yeah] gimme
[doin' it]
taken with me
[sometimes]
lovin' it, doin' it [right] 'til [take it] one time
Gimme
[doin' it] Givin' it
[givin' it back]
{verse 1}
{verse 1}
{verse 1}
{verse 2}
{verse 1}
Never no turning back
Never, never, never
Fuck this bull shit spit flat beer back
Rock star dumb luck sick joke clap trap
Damn thin shoe lace yank spit jerk snap
Bomb kike scam bank tear down dead flag
I got a right to bite the hand
That feeds the greed that pays the band
I got a right to fight the man
That takes the cake that feeds the clan
I don't like the way you look at me
You don't like what I do in bed
Maybe I should get some deputies
And come and break your fucking head
Oh, no, no that won't do at all
Ignorance is a kind of bliss
A smack in the mouth is a kind of kiss
Me thinks I doth protest too much
And no matter what the people say
I'm gonna have to get in touch
With my inner adult someday
La la la, la la la, di dah
Suck this dick head fuck that lite crap
Kiss kiss puke hate rack suit riff raff
Bash slut mash butt beat that spic brat
Stab Dyke snap neck kill punk scum bags
I got a right to light the flame
That fries the guys that take the blame
I got a right to bite the hand
Today she made the pain stop
With the sound of her voice
I've learned to live with doubt
And I've learned to live without
But not by choice
I've had enough sad memories
To last me all my life
I've learned to live with doubt
And I've learned to live without
But not this time
I was walking wounded
I said, "Never again"
She makes it easy
She's my best friend, my best friend
She's right
I look in her eyes
I like what I find
I've learned to live with doubt
And I've learned to live without
But not this time
We speak the same anguish
When we make love she smiles
I've learned to live with doubt
And I've learned to live without
But not this time
I was walking wounded
I said, "Never again"
She makes it so easy
She's my best friend, my best friend
She's right
I was walking wounded
I said, "Never again"
She makes me happy
To be her best friend
She says, she's my best friend
I wanna tell you a story
Every girl oughta know
If you want a little loving
You gotta start real slow
He's gonna love you tonight
If you just treat him right
Squeeze a real gentle
You gotta make him feel good
Tell him that you love him
Like you know you should
'Cause if you don't treat him right
He won't love you tonight
Hey hey hey hey
If you practice my method
Just as hard as you can
You gonna get the reputation
That you can love your man
And you'll be glad every night
That you treated him right
Hey hey hey hey
I wanna tell you a story
Every girl oughta know
If you want a little loving
You gotta start real slow
He's gonna love you tonight
If you just treat him right
He's gonna love you tonight
If you just treat him right
And you'll be glad every night
That you treated him right
And you'll be glad every night