Whoa, Nelly! Album

Artist(s): Nelly Furtado

Cover Art

Nelly Furtado Whoa, Nelly! Cover Art

Tracklist

Hey, Man!

length: 4:11
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
bass: Brian West
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: Brian West
additional background vocals: Gerald Eaton
programming: Track & Field
strings arranger: Bill Meyers
tambourine: Gerald Eaton
assistant engineer: Darrel Moen
instrument: Curt Bisquera
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
composer: Nelly Furtado

Hey, man, don't look so scared.
You know I'm only testing you out.
Hey man, don't look so angry,
You're real close to figuring me out.

We are a part of a circle.
It's like a mobius strip,
And it goes round and round until it loses a link.
And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain,
And **** is gonna fly once again.

Hey, man, we look at each other with ample eyes,
So why not some time to discover what's behind your eyes?
I've got so many questions that I want to ask you.
I am so tired of mirrors- pour me a glass of your wine!

And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain,
And **** is gonna fly once again!
I've got a bunch of government checks at my door.
Each morning I try to send them back but they only send me more.
I look at myself in the mirror; am I vital today?
Hey, man, I let my conscience get in the way!

And there's a shadow in the sky , and it looks like rain,
And **** is gonna fly once again,
And I don't mean to rain on your parade,
But pathos has got me once again
And I don't want ambivalence no more,
I don't want ambivalence no more,
I don't want ambivalence no more,
No I don't want ambivalence no more!

Shit on the Radio (Remember the Days)

length: 3:55
producer: Nelly Furtado and Track & Field
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
acoustic guitar: Brian West and Nelly Furtado
programming: Nelly Furtado and Track & Field
turntable: DJ Lil Jaz
composer: Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
Oh, ooh, oh

You liked me 'til you heard my **** on the radio
Well I hate to say but pop ain't going solo
You liked me 'til you heard my **** on the radio
But now I'm just too mainstream for you, oh no
You liked me 'til you seen me on your t.v.
Well if you're so low below then why you watching
You say good things come to those who wait
I've been waiting a long time for it

[Chorus]
I remember the days when I was so eager to satisfy you
And be less then I was just to prove I could walk beside you
Now that I've flown away I see you've chosen to stay behind me
And still you curse the day I decided to stay true to myself

You say your quest is to bring it higher
Well I never seen change without a fire
But from your mouth I have seen a lot of burning
But underneath I think it's a lot of yearning
Your face, the colors change from green to yellow
To the point where you can't even say hello
You tell me you'd kill me if I ever snob you out
Like that's what you'd expect from me, like that's what I'm about

[Chorus]

It's so much easier to stay down there guaranteeing you're cool
Than to sit up here exposing myself trying to break through
Than to burn in the spotlight, open fire, turn in the spitfire, open fire
Scream without making a sound, open fire, be up here without looking down, open fire
Oh afraid of heights

[Chorus]

Myself, myself
Myself, myself
Now you're feeling me, and now you're feeling me
Myself, myself
Now you're feeling me, now you're feeling me now
Why ya hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me hurt me so so,
Myself, myself
Leave me down down down down low leave me
Myself, myself
Down da down down da down da down down down
Myself, myself
**** on the radio, **** on the radio, **** on the radio,
Myself, myself
**** on the radio, **** on the radio, **** on the radio,
**** on the radio

Baby Girl

length: 3:47
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
trumpet: Rick Waychesko
mixer: Brad Haehnel
electric guitar: Jonny “The American”
bass: Mike Elizondo
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
percussion: Victor Rebelo
programming: Track & Field
flugelhorn: Rick Waychesko
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
composer: Nelly Furtado, Brian West, Gerald Eaton
I've seen a man cry, I've seen a man die inside
I've seen him say to me that he is only mine
That he gotta do what is best for him
Never let me in, not even begin
To tell me I'm the one under his moon and sun
That I am the thing that revolves around him
But while on top of him I know what's best for him
I'll show him how to win and let me in because

I don't want to be your baby girl
I don't want to be your little pearl
I just want to be what's best for me
To be one-da-dumb with my own star under my own sun

We're all sorry now
I didn't mean to wow
Make you cry like that
It's just a little spat
Still I want you to know
Though I love you so
It's mostly me dreaming, forcing, believing
That you're an ideal
Hell I never steal
But I stole you from
From another one
So take yourself and wrap around my little finger
'cause that's how it should swing

I don't want to be your baby girl
I don't want to be your little pearl
I just want to be what's best for me
To be one-da-dumb with my own star under my own sun

Why can't he see, why can't he see what's inside of me, yeah...
Don't you, don't you call me coochie-coo a little girl now...
Don't you gaga goo no coochie-coo girl now I'm so much more, can't you see? Can't you see?
Look who's writing now a token of their love
Can't you see love that it's just because
I wanted a cheap way to get inside your head

And not a cheap way to get inside your bed
Oh your running now, with that silly one
It's all over now, this woman's just begun
Maybe we'll see about the will and the way
Butterflies return someday

I don't want to be your baby girl
I don't want to be your little pearl
I just want to be what's best for me
To be one-da-dumb with my own star under my own sun

Legend

length: 3:35
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
piano: Camara Kambon
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
double bass: Mike Elizondo
mixer: Brad Haehnel
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
electric bass guitar: Mike Elizondo
guitar: James Bryan McCollum
programming: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
cuíca: Gerald Eaton
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
composer: Nelly Furtado, Gerald Eaton, Brian West
He wants to be, he wants to be, with everything under the sun
He wants to be, he wants to be, with everything under the sun

And like a legend that rises and then falls I cannot be his only one

He makes me feel, he makes me feel, like you used to, (whoa) like you used to
He makes me feel, he makes me feel, like you used to, (whoa) like you used to

And like a fickle flower when it first sees the light I cannot show just how I fight
And like a fickle flower when it first sees the light I cannot show just how I fight

Babe I saw you walking, it was after midnight
Carrying nothing except for a flashlight
You wanted to be Romeo so low at my window
You wanted to be Romeo so low at my window
Will you open the door for me if you believe in chivalry
Will you open the door for me if you believe in chivalry
For I do not think you low though you bow to me so-so
I do not think you low though you bow to me so-so

I know you want to drink from the purest wine
But the drink is far more sour then you would ever think
He wants to be, he wants to be with everything under the sun
And she wants to burn, she wants to burn hot like that sun, (whoa) hot like that sun

Just like a legend that rises and then falls I cannot be his only one
And like a callous, cold, callous woman she'll never know what she did done

So like this legend that rises and then falls I'll never be his only one

I’m Like a Bird

length: 4:04
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
bass: Mike Elizondo
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
programming: Track & Field
vibraphone: Allan Molnar
drums (drum set): Russ Miller
shakers: Brad Haehnel
guitar synthesizer: Brian West
composer: Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
You're beautiful and that's for sure
You never ever fade
Your lovely, but it's not for sure
And I won't ever change

And though my love is rare
And though my love is true

I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (I don't know)
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And I need for you to know

Your faith in me brings me to tears
Even after all these years
And it pains me so much to tell
That you don't know me that well

And though my love is rare
And though my love is true

I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (I don't know)
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is

It's not that I want to say good-bye
It's just that every time you try to
Tell me, me that you love me (oh, oh)
Each and every single day
I know I'm gonna have to eventually give you away, yeah

And though my love is rare
And though my love is true (yeah)
And I'm just scared
That we may fall through, yeah, yeah

I'm like a bird
I'm like a bird
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (I don't know)
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away
I don't know where my soul is (soul is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (and I don't know where my soul is)
I don't know where my soul is (I don't know where my heart is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (and I don't know where my soul is)
I don't know where my soul is (I don't know where my heart is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is
I'm like a bird
I'll only fly away (and I don't know where my soul is)
I don't know where my soul is (I don't know where my heart is)
I don't know where my home is
And baby all I need for you to know is

Turn Off the Light

length: 4:37
producer: Nelly Furtado and Track & Field
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: Brian West and James Bryan McCollum
additional background vocals: Gerald Eaton
programming: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
turntable: Brian West
composer: Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
(People, people, people)

It's getting so lonely inside this bed
Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead
And there's an aching inside my head
It's telling me you're better off alone
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you will get some

They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
Well it's 'til I turn off the light, turn off the light
They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
Well it's 'til I turn off the light, turn off the light
And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
'Til you see all my dreams
Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

I looked above the other day
'Cause I think I'm good and ready for a change
I live my life by the moon (by the moon)
If it's high play it low, if it's harvest go slow and if it's full, then go
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you're gonna get some

They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
Well it's 'til I turn off the light, turn off the light
They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
Well it's 'til I turn off the light, turn off the light
And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
'Til you see all my dreams
Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

And I'm searching for things that I just cannot see
Why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me
I pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
That I can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
I'm running, I'm running, catch up with me life
Or is it love that I'm looking to find
It's all in me, can't you see, why can't you, why can't you see it's all in me, yeah
All in me, yeah

Where is your logic
Turn of the light, turn off the light
Who do you need
Turn off the light, turn off the light
And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
Where can you turn
'Til you see all my dreams
Where is your logic
Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems
Who do you need
Follow me follow me follow me down down
Turn off the light, turn off the light
Follow me follow me follow me down down
Turn off the light, turn off the light

Where is your light, yeah
Turn off the light, turn off the light
Who do you need
Where can you turn
Turn off the light, turn off the light

Trynna Finda Way

length: 3:34
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: Brian West
programming: Track & Field
berimbau: Victor Rebelo
shakers: Victor Rebelo
composer: Brian West, Gerald Eaton, Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
I left my heart in San Francisco
With some club kids on a crowded street somewhere
The sky was red and he said,
"Would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?"
I could try to chase life down, down the street and I'd find the separation
Of fact and fiction

I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

I left my conscience somewhere with my rhythm
I heard about it from the mouth of a man
He was hopping some trains and combing the land
Looking for a lover (kiss) planted in the east
Trying to run from the dreaded fist beast
And it lies, it lies in the picket fence call
It was my own paradise with my own private corridor

I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

So I'm dancing to a new beat and it came to me in bed
My veins became a strain of light that I let to flow instead
And a wish came to me like Peter Pan at my window and said
Evolve your destiny child and you'll never walk alone-no
You'll never walk alone, but
Travel to the land of surrender till' you can't cry no more
Till you can't, till you can't
And you'll never walk alone

You'll nev, you'll nev, you'll never walk alone, you'll nev,
You'll nev, you'll never walk alone
Never walk, never walk alone alone, alone
All this inspiration is passing me by
All I can do is chill when I really wanna fly
And this pollution do nothing but dirty up my mind
Faster than forever in the blink of an eye
To see past my lethargy is hard I feign
The beauty of my youth is
Gone but the chemicals remain

I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

I travel to this land of surrender but I see it's all over me, over and over
Again and I try and I try and I try an angel on my left side and a devil
On my right and they fight and they fight and they fight they're fighting,
They're fighting, they're fighting for my attention...hello?
You have my attention
Do I have your attention
Can I have your attention please?
Please, you've made such, such an impression on me

Party

length: 4:03
producer: Nelly Furtado and Track & Field
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
recording engineer: Brian West and Denis Tougas
bass: Roberto Occhipinti
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: James Bryan McCollum
programming: Track & Field
congas: Luis Orbegoso
tom-tom: Luis Orbegoso
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
composer: Nelly Furtado, Gerald Eaton, Brian West
I'm talking to the mirror again but it's not listening
I'm cleaning my dirty mind like a toilet but it won't give in
I'm drinking spirits in the hopes that I will find myself one
But all I can rectify is that the party's just begun

[Chorus:]
Party's just begun
Party's just begun
Party's just begun
Party's just begun

I feel like falling asleep and never waking up
It's not that my glass is empty but I need another cup
When all of the doors around me just shut one by one
I feel like falling asleep but the party's just begun

[Chorus]
Shaky shaky steps in the middle of the day
A fire in my path and a cool decay
Of limbs and tooth under my skin
Oh, freedom, where do I begin
I'm changing my inflection and how I say the words
Maybe it will sound like something they've never heard
Oh, death of the party
I picked up the chalice of malice
And drank till I was full, I drank till I was full
I was thirsty but I drank till I was full,
I drank till I, till I,till I was full

There's a fever in my bones that I know so well
I keep my head low low low to avoid the swell
But it'll be cold in hell, it'll be cold in hell
Before they put me in that chamber
So I'm cleaning up as fast as I can
I'm cleaning up as fast as I can
'cause you can't unbreak what you break, you can't unfake the very fake
You cannot fuel without a tank,
no you can't unbreak what you break, what you break

[Chorus x 2]

Well, Well

length: 3:01
producer: Jon Levine and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
trumpet: Joe Allen
mixer: Brad Haehnel
recording engineer: Darrel Moen
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
programming: Jon Levine
assistant engineer: Ian Bodzasi
composer: Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
Well, well, what do I say
Looks like what goes around comes around
And everyone will have their final say
Sometime, someday
Looks like I only love God when the sun shines my way
Looks like I'm into divinity only when I can see its sweet, sweet rays

[Chorus]
I say what I mean but I don't mean what I say
Well, well, it's fine out today
I say what I mean but I don't mean what I say
Well, well, it's fine out

Well, well, what do I say
I've never seen a bad day look quite this way
And well, well, what do I do
When all of my thoughts run right back to you
Looks like I meant to speak with logic,
But hon', the carnal always gets in the way
Well, well, this fire was more funner than proper grammar anyway

[Chorus]

Then you get to the part where your heart just wants to die
Then you get to the part where your heart screams it just sighs
Then you get to the part where your heart knows it's a crime
So it flies like a bird, it's heard, it's heard, it's heard the word

[Chorus]

Today, today, today, today
Well, well, it's fine out

My Love Grows Deeper, Part 1

length: 4:24
producer: Nelly Furtado and Track & Field
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
engineer: Vic Florencia
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
programming: Track & Field
assistant engineer: Ian Bodzasi
composer: Nelly Furtado, Brian West, Gerald Eaton
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
[Chorus:]
My love grows deeper every day and takes a little piece of me
My love grows deeper every day and takes a little piece of me
My love grows deeper every day, deep into the sea
But takes a little piece of me, a little piece of me

Oh it's so beautiful out and I can't see why we're not allowed to be
Up in the sky with the birds counting the flowers
Oh my powers have failed me again when I can't see beginning to end
And I try to test it again through the hours
I get so stuck on leaving but I guess I think I'll stay
I'll be hanging around here anyway
I get so stuck on leaving, hell I think I'll go
Cuz they don't want me around here, no, no

[Chorus]

Oh why can't I be green as the grass beneath my feet
As fresh as the dew hits the ground in the morning
And not yellow like b__ble bees, please take me off my knees
Cuz I don't wanna be red forever
I get so stuck on leaving but I guess I think I'll stay
I'll be hanging around here anyway
I get so stuck on leaving so hell I think I'll go
Cuz they don't want me around here, no no

[Bridge:]
Traveling far, all up in the blue, traveling far,
Could not be born because of you
Traveling far, up in the blue, could not be born because of you,
Because of you you you you you you you
I get so stuck on leaving, I guess I think I'll stay
I'll be hanging around here anyway
I get so stuck on leaving, hell I think I'll go
You don't want me around here no more

I get so stuck on leaving, I get so stuck on leaving
I get so stuck on leaving, stuck on leaving
Stuck on leaving, I gotta go
You cut my wings long time ago
You cut my wings long time ago

[Chorus]

I Will Make U Cry

producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
piano: Camara Kambon
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
bass: Mike Elizondo
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: Brian West
percussion: Victor Rebelo
programming: Track & Field
turntable: Brian West
composer: Nelly Furtado, Gerald Eaton, Brian West
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem, vem ca, rapaz!
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem, vem ca, rapaz!
This is not political it's just that I demand attention when I walk into a
room
And it's not that I can't play ball hard it's just that I don't want to
And the more I think about this pressure love I don't want you
And I can't have you and that's what hurts the most
I cannot show you these things I boast
I'll throw my heart out, keep my head up, I cannot **** up 'cause
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I
promise that)
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain
So I'll prefer to run this road rough around the edges Good for something but
too good to give it to you You run your own course at your own pace but I just
got impatient See, I wanted to explore Forsake you, forsook you, abate you,
dissipate you So turn fate around, I believed that I was free of you (not)
I still believe in those days on benches at sunset or the waves in July-or
was it March
We weathered weathers and storms real and imagined, such fragile tenderness
You are truly blessed
I stress this as I blow you this kiss as I blow it in the wind, mmwa
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I
promise that)
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain
Chuva! Chuvinha! Vem, vem, vem ca, rapaz!
Gonna make you cry so damn hard you're gonna curse your drawers and wish you
weren't a boy
Gonna make you cry so damn hard you'll curse your drawers and wish you weren't
a boy, yeah
I will make you cry
I will make you cry
(Boohoo)

They say time is made of memories
Well I remembered and I'm tired
This is not political
It's just that I remember the fire
Babe you left me with my head held high and I feigned to be more than I was,
didn't I
I thought I could do without sugar love but this chocolate has turned into
sweet bubble gum
Candy is sweet but honey is sweeter
It tastes like the real thing but candy is much much cheaper (Cheaper)
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only cause you pain, yeah (I
promise that)
I got what you need boy (baby I do) but I will only bring on the rain
(Rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha)
(Rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha)
(Rain a'fallin' down, rain a'fallin' down, hahahaha)

Time crying
You'll be crying
I'm sorry I made you cry
I didn't mean to
Let me wipe those tears away
Wipe those tears away
Don't cry
Baby, it's only rain

Scared of You

length: 6:10
producer: Track & Field and Nelly Furtado
lead vocals: Nelly Furtado
mixer: Brad Haehnel
recording engineer: Denis Tougas and Brian West
background vocals: Nelly Furtado
guitar: Nuno Cristo and Alex Rebelo
programming: Track & Field
vibraphone: Allan Molnar
triangle: Daniel Stone
shakers: Daniel Stone
udu: Daniel Stone
assistant engineer: Alfio Annibalini
composer: Nelly Furtado
lyricist: Nelly Furtado
translator: Manuela Furtado
I'm sorry I forsake you
I'm sorry that I left you
I'm sorry I did forget you
And I'm sorry that I made myself feel better
By making you feel never good enough
I know you'll shine much brighter than I ever could
Maybe that is why I was

Scared of you
And in everything I do I'm still thinking of you
And I know you were scared of me too

Desculpa-me se te ofendi
Desculpa-me se te esqueci
Desculpa-me se eu te deixei
Eu te deixei
E desculpa-me por me sentir bem com a tua dor
Sabes que te adoro mas sei que a tua estrela é maior do que a minha,
Do que a minha
E por isso

Eu tenho medo deste amor (os dias passo pensando em ti), amor
Medo deste amor (salva-me porque agora estou caindo), amor

Scared of you I was
Scared of you I was
Scared of you
Scared of you
Scared of you