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Absolute Summer Hits 2012
Disc 1
01. Dansa pausa
02. Flytta på dig
03. We Are Young
04. Ai Se Eu Te Pego (Nossa Nossa)
05. Balada (Tchê Tcherere Tchê Tchê)
06. Drive By
07. Summer Paradise
08. Där jag hänger min hatt
09. Some Die Young
10. Tacata'
11. La La Love
12. Euphoria
13. Rendezvous
14. Endless Summer
15. Part of Me
16. The A Team
17. Charlie Brown
18. Jag vill ut
19. Stay
20. One Last Time
21. Sommar i Sverige
22. In med bollen 2012
Disc 2
01. Call Me Maybe
02. Starships
03. Where Have You Been
04. Silhouettes
05. Let's Go
06. Turn Me On
07. There She Goes
08. Tjena tjena tjena
09. Fallskärm
10. Hot Right Now
11. Is Anybody Out There
12. Zaleilah
13. Jump
14. Touch the Sky
15. The Fighter
16. Lullaby
17. Mr Feelgood
18. I'm in Love
19. Imagine
20. EPA
21. I Love It
22. Drick den
23. Campione 2012
Yeah
Just waking up in the morning and to be well
Quite honest with you, I ain't really sleep well
You ever feel like your train of thoughts been derailed?
That's when you press on, Lee Nails

Half the population's just waiting to see me fail
Yeah, right, you're better off tryna freeze hell
Some of us do it for the females
And others do it for the retails
But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on
Every time you fall, it's only making your chin strong
And I be in your corner like Mick, baby, 'til the end
Or when you hear this song from that big lady

Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do y'all?

Give 'em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter (oh)
There goes a fighter (oh)
Here comes a fighter (oh)
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter

And if I can last thirty rounds
There's no reason you should ever have your head down
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
Hailing from rock bottom, Loserville, Nothing Town
Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast
And now I'm yelling, "Kiss my ass"
It's gon' take a couple right hooks a few left jabs
For you to recognize, you really ain't got it bad

Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gon' do y'all?

Give 'em hell (give them hell), turn their heads (turn their heads)
Gonna live life 'til we're dead ('til we're dead, yo)
Give me scars (give me scars), give me pain (give me pain)
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter (oh)
There goes a fighter (oh)
Here comes a fighter (oh)
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter (everybody put yo' hands up)

What we gon' do? (Hey)
What we gon' do? (Hey)
What we gon' do? (Hey)
What we gon' do y'all? (Hey)
What we gon' do? (Hey)
What we gon' do? (Hey)
What we gon' do y'all? (Hey)
What we gon' do?

If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)
And when your bones can't take no more
Just remember what you're here for
'Cause I know I'ma damn sure

Give 'em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter (oh)
There goes a fighter (oh)
Here comes a fighter (oh)
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter

'Til the referee rings the bell
'Til both ya eyes start to swell
'Til the crowd goes home
What we gon' do kid?