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BAG IT UP
Geri Album: Schizophonic (1999)
B-Side: These Boots Are Made for Walking - Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps
Megjelenés: 2000. Március 13.
Műfaj: Dance-Pop
Hossz: 3:46
Kiadó: EMI
Eladás: $ 250,000
Producerek: Absolute
Lift Me Up
(1999)
It's Raining Men
(2001)

BAG IT UP (magyarul: Táskát fel) Geri Halliwell negyedik kislemez az első albumról, Shizophonic-ről. Ez volt az harmadik első helyezettje. A dal csupán egy hétig volt első helyen, mivel az egykori társa, Melanie C dala Never be the Same Again leváltotta. Eredetileg még 2000. augusztusában megjelent volna a Walkaway de törölte mivel már elkezdett dolgozni a második albumjával amit 2001-ben jelentett meg.

UK CD 1:
01: Bag it Up - 3:46
02: 
These Boots Are Made for Walking - 3:03
03: Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps -  2:21

UK CD 2:
01: Bag it Up - 3:46
02: Bag it Up (D-Bop's Chocolate Vocal Edit) - 4:26

03: Bag it Up (Trouser Enthusiasts' Edit) - 6:07
04: Bag it Up (Yomanda Edit) - 5:41

THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR WALKING/PERHAPS PERHAPS PERHAPS 2000. február elején promóként jelentek meg, egy hónapra rá mind két dal szerepet kapot a Bag it Up kislemezen mint B-dal.

BAG IT UP

[Treat him like a lady] Uh-huh-uh-huh

I like chocolate and controversy
He likes Friday's and bad company
I like midnight, it's when I'm in the mood
But he likes the morning, that's when he's rude

Just a bad case of opposite sex have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect cos men are from venus, and girls are from mars

Bag it up, don't drop the baby boot him out, no buts or maybe
Wind him up, and make him crazy
(whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Take him back, don't drop the baby spit him out, no buts or maybe
Do your thing, come on lady
(whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) lady

I don't take sugar on my colour TV
Yet he likes it loaded with eye candy
I need some space, and he needs a room
But then he keeps me waiting by leaving too soon

Just a bad case of opposite sex have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect cos men are from venus, and girls are from mars

Bag it up, don't drop the baby boot him out, no buts or maybe
Wind him up, and make him crazy
 (whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Take him back, don't drop the baby spit him out, no buts or maybe
Do your thing, come on lady 
(whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) lady

Treat him like a lady treat him like a lady tease him, please me, chase me, yeah
Just a bad case of opposite sex have to look to the stars
All we need is a little respect cos men are from venus, and girls are from mars

Bag it up, don't drop the baby boot him out, no buts or maybe
Wind him up, and make him crazy
 (whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Take him back, don't drop the baby spit him out, no buts or maybe
Do your thing, come on lady 
(whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa) lady

Treat him like a lady (bag it up) treat him like a lady (boot him out)
Treat him like a lady (wind him up) whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa 
Treat him like a lady (take him back) treat him like a lady (spit him out)
Treat him like a lady (do your thing) whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa

You know what to do now you're in control (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Who's wearing the trousers now? 
(Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Treat him like a lady and spit him out make him crazy (Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Take him back then spit him out

THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR WALKING

You keep saying you've got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You've been a'messin' where you shouldn't have been messin'
Now someone else is getting all your best

These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you
(y
eah)

You keep lying when you oughta be truthin
You keep losin' when you oughta not bet
You keep samin' when you oughta be a'changin'
What's right is right, but you ain't been right yet

These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep playing, where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt, ha!
I've just found me a brand new box of matches
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn

These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

Are you ready boots start walkin

PERHAPS PERHAPS PERHAPS

Ba da, ba da, ba da da da ba da, ba da, ba da da da

You won't admit you love me, and so
How am I ever to know you always tell me perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

A million times I've asked you, and then
I ask you over again you only answer perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can't make your mind up we'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up being parted, broken-hearted

So if you really love me, say yes
But if you don't dear, confess and please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can't make your mind up we'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up being parted, broken-hearted

So if you really love me, say yes
But if you don't dear, confess and please don't tell me perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps perhaps, perhaps, perhaps