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Post by syndrome on Mar 18, 2007 15:16:30 GMT -6
Lyrics to Sandra MIRRORED IN YOUR EYES
Hey babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
Don't say you don't know why
Oh babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
I feel that it's love
Its love you can't deny
Remember times you touched my skin
I new I would be close
When I said I love you so
But then you run away - why?
Hey babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
Don't say you don't know why
Oh babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
I feel that it's love
Its love you can't deny
Hey babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
Don't say you wonder why
Hey babe I'm mirrored in your eyes
I know that it's love
(I know that it's love)
Its love you can't hide
(Its love you can't hide)
Oh babe don't be so shy
(Oh babe don't be so shy)
Because I'm mirrored in your eyes
Next word: Deny.
good luck everyone xxx
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Post by vox on Mar 18, 2007 15:29:25 GMT -6
SIR MIX-A-LOT LYRICS
"Baby Got Back"
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't denyThat when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *frell*
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]
next word 'Bimbos'
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Post by Siren on Mar 18, 2007 21:37:22 GMT -6
Jose Cuervo, you are a friend of mine
I like to drink you with a little SALT and lime
Did I kiss all the cowboys
Did I SHOOT out the lights
Did I dance on the bar
Did I start any fights
from "Jose Cuervo" by Shelly West
next: shoot
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Post by Siren on Mar 19, 2007 6:41:26 GMT -6
You got me feeling so G U D
It's more better than I thought it would be
Girl you TAUGHT me things that I never learned in school
I'm in love with a CAPITAL U
from "I"m In Love With A Capital U" by Joe Diffie, arguably the worst song of the post-Garth country era
next: taught
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Post by vox on Mar 19, 2007 14:34:02 GMT -6
Taught to be Proud
Words and Music by Trevor Garrod
I was taught to be proud of where I come from
And I'm so sad that I'm the only one.
Like a cold preacher boy talking only to himself
How did he think that he got to promised lands?
Sometimes I'm confused and I don't know where I'm going,
Mistaking gentle rivers for that cold wind a-blowing.
I'm always sure of an angel when she gets here,
But I never see her coming and I miss her when she disappears.
Gone, gone, gone,
Not gone for long,
If you're taught to be proud of where you come from.
Gone, gone, gone,
Not gone for long,
If you're taught to be proud of where you come from.
It's hard to be cool when you're playing for the prophets;
They really know if you got it or you lost it.
I'll sing this song but I don't know where it came from,
Reminds me of a mountainside to stand upon and gently hum.
Sometimes I'm confused
I don't know where I'm going,
Mistaking gentle rivers for that cold wind a-blowing.
And I'm always sure of an angel when she gets here,
But I never see her coming and I miss her when she disappears.
next word mountainside
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Post by Siren on Mar 19, 2007 22:34:57 GMT -6
But when you're holding me like this
I'm carelessly lost in your touch
I'm completely DEFENSELESS
Baby, it's almost too much
I'm HELPLESSLY, hopelessly, recklessly
Falling in love
from "Helplessly, Hopelessly" by Jessica Andrews
next: defenseless
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Post by fallenangel on Mar 20, 2007 8:15:54 GMT -6
Precious Illusions ~ Alanis Morissette
You'll rescue me right?
in the exact same way they never did..
I'll be happy right?
when your healing powers kick in
you'll complete me right?
then my life can finally begin
I'll be worthy right?
only when you realize the gem I am?
but this won't work now the way it once did
and I won't keep it up even though I would love to
once I know who I'm not then I'll know who I am
but I know I won't keep on playing the victim
these precious illusions in my head did not let me down
when I was defenseless
and parting with them is like parting with invisible best friends
next word: INVISIBLE
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Post by lolapunk on Mar 20, 2007 9:22:51 GMT -6
from Invisible - Alison Moyet
You've got me so confused and there's words I could use
But I'm afraid to say them
I feel I've been had and I'm BOILING mad
Still I can't live without you
You don't have the time and you won't spend a dime
Not even to call me
Oh you don't know I exist and I wouldn't be missed
If I had the nerve to quit you
Invisible, I feel like I'm INVISIBLE
You treat me like I'm not really there
And you don't really care
I know this romance, It ain't goin' nowhere
boiling
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Post by vox on Mar 20, 2007 12:17:45 GMT -6
Judas Priest
Dalszövegek/Lyrics
Sinner
Sinner rider, rides in with the storm
The devil rides beside him
The devil is his god, God help you mourn
Do you, do you hear it, do you hear the thunder
Deafen every living thing about
Can you, can you see it, can you
See the mountains darken yonder
Black sun rising, time is running out
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
His steed of fury,
Eyes of fire and mane ablaze
Demonic vultures stalking
Drawn by the smell of war and pain
He roams the starways
Searching for the carcasses of war
But if it's hungry then its very presence
Disrupts the calm into the storm
Curse and damn you all you'll fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
God of the Devils, God of the Devils
Won't you help them pray
God of the Devils, God of the Devils
Is there no other way
Can't you hear their souls calling out in their plight
Can't you see their blood is boiling setting them alight
Thirty years now sleeping, so sound
War raises its head, and looks slowly around
The Sinner is near, sensing the fear
And the beast will start movin' around
Can't you see their souls calling out in their brain
Can't you hear their blood is boiling setting them alight
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Curse and damn you all you fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
next word vultures
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Post by fallenangel on Mar 20, 2007 19:35:42 GMT -6
Angel ~ Sarah Mclachlan
In the arms of the angel,
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you feel.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn,
there's vultures and thieves at your back.
next word: COMFORT
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Post by Siren on Mar 20, 2007 20:08:20 GMT -6
From Carolina down to Georgia,
Smell the jasmine and magnolia,
Sleepy sweet home Alabama,
Roll Tide roll,
Muddy water, Mississippi,
Blessed Graceland WHISPERS to me,
Carry on, Carry on,
Sweet Southern COMFORT carry on
from "Sweet Southern Comfort" by Buddy Jewell
next: whispers
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Post by fallenangel on Mar 22, 2007 8:51:12 GMT -6
One Of These Nights ~ Eagles
One of these nights, one of these crazy old nights
We're gonna find out, pretty mama, what turns on your lights
The full moon is calling, the fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers and moans
You got your demons, you got your desires
Well, I got a few of my own
Oh, someone to be kind to in between the dark and the light
Oh, coming right behind you, swear I'm gonna find you one of these nights
next word : NIGHTS
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Post by vox on Mar 22, 2007 15:12:01 GMT -6
Boogie nights, oh (3x)
Boogie nights, boogie nights
Boogie nightsAint no doubt we are here to party
Boogie nights
Come on now got to get it started
Dance with the boogie get down
cos boogie nights are always
The best in town
Boogie nights
Get that groove let it take you higher
Boogie nights
Make it move set this place on fire
Party night
Can you show that you know how to do it
Boogie nights, do it, do it
Party night
Get on down with the sound of the music
Boogie nights, music, music
Boogie nights
Its so right when you got that feeling
Boogie nights
Hold it tight got to keep on dealing
Boogie nights
Its so right when you got that feeling
Boogie nights
Hold it tight got to keep on dealing
next word
Dealing
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Post by Siren on Mar 22, 2007 18:43:15 GMT -6
Blame it on your lying, CHEATING
Cold, dead-beating
Two-timing, double-DEALING
Me-mistreating, loving heart.
from "Blame It On Your Heart" by Patty Loveless
next: cheating
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Post by vox on Mar 23, 2007 14:57:49 GMT -6
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL MAKE YOU WEEP
YOU'LL CRY AND CRY AND TRY TO SLEEP
BUT SLEEP WON'T COME THE WHOLE NIGHT THROUGH
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL TELL ON YOU
WHEN TEARS COME DOWN LIKE FALLING RAIN
YOU'LL TOSS AROUND AND CALL MY NAME
YOU'LL WALK THE FLOOR THE WAY I DO
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL TELL ON YOU
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL PINE SOME DAY
AND CRAVE THE LOVE YOU THREW AWAY
THE TIME WILL COME WHEN YOU'LL BE BLUE
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL TELL ON YOU
WHEN TEARS COME DOWN LIKE FALLING RAIN
YOU'LL TOSS AROUND AND CALL MY NAME
YOU'LL WALK THE FLOOR THE WAY I DO
YOUR CHEATING HEART WILL TELL ON YOU
YOUR CHEATING HEART IS GONNA TELL ON YOU
Next Word: Toss
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Post by vox on Mar 24, 2007 17:29:01 GMT -6
Awaken by YES
High vibration go on
to the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here,
be here now.
Here we can be.
AWAKEN SUNS HIGH STREAM THRU AWAKEN
GENTLE STRONG DREAMS BEGIN HERE AWAKEN
MASS .)(. MASS
TOUCH STAR,SONG,AGE,LESS TOUCHING
Workings of man
set to ply out historical life.
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree.
All awakening, all restoring you.
Workings of man, crying out from the fires set aflame.
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
is promised for his seeing, his reaching so clearly.
Workings of man
driven far from the path.
Rereleased in inhibitionsSo that all is left for you
all is left for you
all is left for you
all this left for you now.
Master of things. Master of light.
Songs cast alight on you. All pure chance.
Hark thru dark ties. As exists cross divided.
That tunnel us out of sane existence. In all encircling mode.
In challenge as direct. Oh closely guided plan.
As eyes see young stars assemble. Awaken in our heart.
Master of soul. Master of time.
Set to touch. Setting sail.
All impenetrable youth. Over all of our lands.
Ask away. And as we look.
That thought be contact. Forever closer.
With all thats clear. Shall we now bid.
Be honest with yourself. Farewell, farewell.
Theres no doubt, no doubt.
High vibration go on
to the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
past a mortal as me.
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still.
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past a mortal as we
Here we can be
We can be here.
Like the time I ran away
and turned around
and you were standing close to me.
Like the time I ran away
and turned around
and you were standing close to me.
Next word: Inhibitions
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Post by vox on Mar 24, 2007 17:58:39 GMT -6
RAIN YOUR LOVE DOWN - Stevie Wonder
Such a lovely world was made for you and me
Wondrous life for us to taste, touch, smell, hear, and see
But one glance from outside looking at our world state
Clearly displays we don't appreciate it at all
Rain your love down won't you rain down your love
Let it drench us like the sun from above
Such ability inside you and me
Made to do anything and be all we can be
But one bird's eye view at us does show, oh it shows
That against God's Plan we've let it go, oh no
Rain your love down won't you rain down your love
Let it drench us like the sun from above
Rain your love down let it rain down today
So that it may wash all our sins away
You'd think the signs would make a difference,
Oh, make a difference
You'd think fire next time instead of rain
Would cause us to make a change
The world has gone insane
Rain your love down won't you rain down your love
Let it drench us like the sun from above
Rain your love down let it rain down today
So that it may wash all our sins away, let it rain
Rain your love down let it pour on us, please
Cleansing us from hunger, hate, war, and greed
Rain your love down, won't you let it start over again
So we can live up to your Master Plan
Rain your love down, oh won't you let it start
Wash the wicked minds and the...
I know they're sick, you know they're sick at heart, yeah
Rain your love down won't you let it rain
Rid this world of drugs, disease, crime, and pain
Clear our spirits give our minds new software
With your lesson on honor, respect, trust, and care
Rain your love down I beg for human sake
For only you can get us out of this state
Rain your love down on all mankind
Cause we are out of order and so out of line
next word Master
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Post by vox on Mar 25, 2007 13:11:54 GMT -6
Jam - Don’t Tell Them You’re Sane Lyrics
A boy I know is sick in his head -
At least that’s what the doctors say he is
Shut in his room for hours on end
Looks like he’s forgotten, but is he
His mind it ticks, more than you know
One day something in his head will click
Warders fill him full of lies, he fights he knows
They’ll never convince him that he’s mad!
At breakfast he is strapped in a chair (won’t go far)
Just a word out of place, he’s sent to his room
Don’t tell them you’re sane
They’ll laugh and put you to sleep
Don’t tell them you’re sane, but you are
Tell me what you did today, was it good
What was it like and who was it with
Don’t think I’m prying I’d just like to know
Why it is you do things so slow
Take him to the doctor, see what he says
I don’t know why he bothers, he’s in for good
next word : prying
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Post by vox on Mar 29, 2007 15:01:20 GMT -6
Confidential by Tina Turner
You don't need to give me reasons
I'll understand
somethings are best kept secret
and you've done all you can
I want no recompenseJust as much as you can give of yourself
if that makes sense
I'll keep it confidential
each secret confidential
it may come as some surprise
but I can stay secret from prying eyes
so don't worry, I'll keep it confidential
between you and me
Go on tell me that you love me
show me you dare
We may not venture out in public
at least I know, you care
it can't be guaranteed
just give me what you can of yourself
that's all I need
I'll keep it confidential
each secret confidential
it may come as some surprise
but I can stay secret from prying eyes
so don't worry, I'll keep it confidential
between you and me
No one will know
who I am
I think it's possible only to love
(Each secret... confidential)
You play such silly games
but if everyone knew about us
I'd feel no shame
I'll keep it confidential
each secret confidential
it may come as some surprise
but I can stay secret from prying eyes
so don't worry, I'll keep it confidential
between you and me
Each secret..confidential...oh yeah
each secret..confidential
next word venture
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Post by Phalon on Mar 30, 2007 22:11:07 GMT -6
A Venture ~ Yes
Once a peaceful man laid his old head down by a river,
Thought about his childhood life, his father and forgiver,
Couldn't hide away, hide away.
He controlled the horses with a handclap or a whisper,
Drink he couldn't combat but he knew he was no sinner,
Couldn't hide away, hide away.
He told all his sons of all the antics of adventure,
Then he told another one who drove himself to drink
Not to hide away, hide away.
Better men have realized alone is not a venture,
A decent man would realize alone is not a venture,
Just to hide away, hide away.
He told all his sons of all the antics of adventure,
Then he told another one who drove himself to drink
Not to hide away, hide away.
Next word: antics
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Post by vox on Mar 31, 2007 9:58:45 GMT -6
Heat Up, Heat Up Jet Le, Wiley, Breeze gonna eat the beat up Scratchy's on the beat let us eat the beat up Let's get the boys that are bout to heat up Roll Deeper.. Jet one, Jet two, Jet three Jus got a strap, people guarded by me But hear i got a story to tell See the life of leisure child, wonderin why things so foul You can 1st one, and Im gonna get the next Next one will give a stone cold supplex I'ma top boy, who seen alot of cold things Sha-Shoot-Shot-Sharp cold tings We Roll Deep but we never judge though Cuz we get that cheddar but the rings still slow Backwards and forwards and left, right go Jus let Wiley make you get your dou Row Row Row ya boat gently down the stream And if you don't want holes in ya boat Don't Roll on the Roll Deep team No No No You don't, you only Roll Deep in ya dreams If that's what your tellin me you must be my enemy <a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com">Lyrics</a> You ain't heard the word on the streets Well half this, half that there But, nah Im not a mixed up breah Hell No, not a half up here They should know I fully run, don't care But I got stuff to share Got a noog shot for ya old dear Empty the clip, I got a few shots spare I shot the Sherriff but I don't shot gear Call me chemical ali Bust bare face, cop no bali Cost contact, not to pali Run around town, but you can't keep a tallyOn me, and you know what i carry I don't wanna do a big bird like larry I got bad boi material Stay whats good, and stick up ya aerial [Chorus] [SCRATCHY] My way now, make way for the Kingpin But the jawside bash, you know I mixin Scratch won't pass what ya jinxin Music in my jeans like gymsin Make sure that I'm there when ya sinkin write lyrics and lyrics with out thinkin Is it a long ting nah its a quik ting Two swords when they hit its like, schling, schling When I step into the ring its like, ding, ding But the watch on my wrist is like, bling, bling But the girls on my line its like ring, ring, ring, out And when ya thinkin, screwin ya caught ya gash winkin Shes lickin her lips, and linkin Gettin big, til the other crew shrinkin [Chorus] [TRIM} I'm bad boy Trim on a bad boy ting If you're not a bad boy, dis aint you ting If you try sittin on my skin, I leave metal in skin and take kettle again the names Trim I love to swing, I'll unplug ya shin Drug ya drink, f**k ya link Whats..up with him Boy with the .38 box wit him and thats Trim cuz hes got no hair to cut with him But who's Trim, do a lift and you'll losin Keep cruisin, and I'll, feel usin Yeah he's name's Trim, cuz he never was a trim, never gon' trim, and he begin Wait..are ya listenin...LISTEEEN [Chorus] [FLO DAN] Im the big mic man I got lyrics for the gash, weed man and mash man You know how we go we keep it taliban Badderman, showerman, we keep it straight up golly man Jawside! thats what this lyric is, in ya Jawside! Thats what this lyric is, no miss, jus spits, jus hold ya tight shits don't step to this when im on a spit When I'm on the spit, you want to run quick they wasnt physically fit, they wasnt lyrically fit they wasnt wit it for the gigantic, mi anticsnoog shot, jawside, run away shit What you think im bussin numo flows Like you an them numerals Nah, its a runaway ting, no one bones in, i know what i do wit jawsin [Chorus] Roll Deep Lyrics Next word Tally |
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Post by Siren on Apr 5, 2007 21:18:27 GMT -6
Come Mister TALLY Man
Tally me banana
DAYLIGHT come and me wanna go home
from "Banana Boat Song" by Harry Belafonte
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Post by Phalon on Apr 6, 2007 6:04:54 GMT -6
"All of my things that I play with in daylight
You turn into monsters at night
My toys were my friends
Until you taught them all how to bite"
from "Lullaby" ~ Alice Cooper
toys
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 10, 2007 13:16:04 GMT -6
Shiny Toys Joni Mitchell
Shiny toys--right on time
Shiny toys--right on time
Shiny toys
I'm reading people rags in the checkout lane
Look, here's a hunk--here's a honey
Celebrated people and their claims to fame
Here's a boy and his money
And pictures of the winners in the latest
Ratepoll games
Whatever makes you "Yahoo"
Whatever makes your time feel satisfyin'
Whatever makes you
"Oh I'm so excited"
Whatever makes you feel like you're right on time
Party night
Good bands all over town
(good, good, good)
Mega lights and supersonic sounds
(good, good, good)
Flashy boys and girls that really play
(good, good, good)
Shiny toys, when it's over don't you
hate to have to put your toys away
Shiny toys--"I love my Porsche"
Shiny toys
Shiny toys--"I love my Porsche"
Shiny toys
Simple joys
Walking on the beach at the end of the day
Between the sand and the seagulls
Watching the glorious sun setting on the bay
Here comes a boy and his beagle
Walking with a man in a toupee
And a man with his head shaved
Whatever makes you "Mmmm, mmmm"
Whatever makes your time feel satisfyin'
Whatever makes you "Mmmmm, mmmm"
Whatever makes you feel like you're right on time
Party night
Super bands all over town
(good, good, good)
Super lights and supersonic sounds
(good, good, good)
Flashy boys and girls that really play
(good, good, good)
Shiny toys, when it's over
Don't you hate to have to put your toys away
Shiny toys--right on time
Shiny toys--right on time
Shiny toys--right on time
glorious
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Post by Siren on Apr 11, 2007 21:35:31 GMT -6
It came upon the MIDNIGHT clear
That GLORIOUS song of old
Of angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
from "It Came Upon The Midnight Clear", the Christmas hymn
next: midnight
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Post by Phalon on Apr 12, 2007 4:13:27 GMT -6
Don't know all the lyrics to this, or who sang it. And I'm not going to look it up either....because I don't want any more of it stuck in my head than what I know is gonna be.
Midnight at the oasis,
Send your camels to bed.
Camels - a lone camel, or a herd if you'd rather.
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Post by moonglum on Apr 12, 2007 14:28:18 GMT -6
Sorry up front, I couldn't resist this one. ( giggles as mental age drops quicker than an elevator with no brakes.)
Ali Baba's Camel - The Bonzo Dog Band
You've heard of Ali Baba. Forty thieves had he.
Out for what we all want. Lots of LSD.
He also had a camel. Stole it from a zoo.
How he loved the camel, and the camel loved him too.
Oh, how the how the camel loved Ali Ba(r)Ba(r)!
Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so,
No matter where he went to, that camel had to go.
Some say that he's in heaven, but this I know is true.
Wherever you think Ali has gone, his camel's gone there too.
Crossing the equator, oooo, how hot it was.
Poor old Ali Baba cursed and swore, because
He was so very thirsty, and everybody knows
It's horrible to walk for miles with sand between your toes.
Oh, how the camel loved Ali Baba... brrrrr!
Ali Baba's camel turned 'round and licked his hand.
He said, "Oh, Ali Baba, I surely understand."
"We must find an oasis and get a drink somehow."
"But, hark! I hear the temple bells! They'll all be open now."
They entered for the races at the desert sports.
There goes Ali's camel in his filthy cotton shorts.
The starter cracked his pistol off the camel's head.
Ali Baba's camel wins by half a camel's hair.
Hey Ali Baba (repeat), your camel loves you (repeat)!
Ali Baba's camel had run for miles and miles.
His tail was pointing backwards. That's how a camel smiles.
But Ali and his camel, they both were out of breath.
They'd run so far, they laughed so much,
They laughed themselves to death.
Oh! Gather 'round the campfire! Sing a rondelet!
But don't sing out of tune, now. Cos eggs are cheap today!
Sing of Ali Baba. Sing about his men.
Sing about his camel, and then sing it all again.
Oh, how the camel loved Ali Baba.
Ali Baba's camel loved Ali Baba so.
No matter where he went to, that camel had to go.
Some say that he's in heaven, but this I know as well.
Wherever you think Ali has gone, his camel's gone to --
Next.......................Desert
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Post by Phalon on Apr 12, 2007 21:09:19 GMT -6
Horse with No Name ~ America
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la, la, la, etc, etc, etc...
After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la...etc, etc, on and on and on.....
After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
Next word: ocean
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Post by Siren on Apr 12, 2007 22:17:33 GMT -6
I've got some OCEAN-front property in Arizona
From my front porch you can see the sea
I've got some ocean-front property in Arizona
If you'll buy that I'll throw the Golden GATE in, free
from "Ocean Front Property" by George Strait
next: gate
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 12, 2007 22:24:08 GMT -6
Beat me to it....dang ....lol Good one Siren.
Every time You Say Goodbye - Allison Krauss
There’s a restless feeling knocking at my door today
There’s a shadow hanging ’round my garden gate
I read between the lines of words you can’t disguise
Love has gone away, and put these tears in my eyes
garden
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