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Post by fallenangel on Jul 10, 2008 13:48:03 GMT -6
Black Velvet ~ Alannah Myles
mississippi in the middle of a dry spell jimmy rogers on the victrola up high mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder the sun is settin' like molasses in the sky the boy could sing, knew how to move, everything always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for
chorus: black velvet and that little boy's smile black velvet with that slow southern style a new religion that'll bring ya to your knees black velvet if you please
next word: KNEES
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Post by Phalon on Jul 11, 2008 5:50:36 GMT -6
from Welcome To the Jungle ~ Guns n' Roses
Welcome to the jungle We've got fun 'n' games We got everything you want Honey, we know the names We are the people that can find Whatever you may need If you got the money, honey We got your disease
In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your knees, knees...
Next word: Since these lyrics contain pretty basic words, can we go with a common word combo? "Fun and Games".
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Post by fallenangel on Jul 13, 2008 10:38:34 GMT -6
Breakdown ~ Breaking Benjamin
Let the fun and games begin She is spayed and broken in Skin is cold and white Such a lovely, lonely night
Heaven is on the way You can feel the hate But I guess you never will I'm on a roll again And I want an end Cause I feel you creeping in
What I found In this town I'm heading for a breakdown What's that sound You're so loud I'm heading for a breakdown
next word: SOUND
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Post by Siren on Jul 14, 2008 0:34:04 GMT -6
It rings with the sound of goodbye I can't even tell you just why It may be the truth or it may be a lie But it sounds like the sound of goodbye
from "Sound of Goodbye" by Crystal Gayle
next: rings
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Post by Phalon on Jul 14, 2008 4:38:04 GMT -6
Say Has Anybody Seen My Sweet Gypsy Rose ~ Tony Orlando
We were very happy Well at least I thought we were Can't somebody tell me What's got into her A house, a home, a family And a man who loves her so Who'd believe she'd leave us To join a burlesque show?
Say has anybody seen my Sweet Gypsy Rose? Here's her picture when she was my Sweet Mary Jo Now she's got rings on her fingers And bells on her toes Say has anybody seen my Sweet gypsy Rose?
Next word: gypsy
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Post by Siren on Jul 14, 2008 21:28:00 GMT -6
These gypsy feet keep changing shoes And are you the one that I belong to, That'll be my saving grace And guide my way back home My path is like a broken sidewalk With cracks and stones and tear-shaped raindrops That testify to the dreams that won't let go I wanna know Can you love this travelin' soul
from "Travelin' Soul" by Terri Clark
next: traveling
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Jul 15, 2008 11:34:17 GMT -6
Gypsies, Tramps & Thieves - Cher I was born in the wagon of a travelin’ show My mama used to dance for the money they’d throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel Sell a couple bottles of doctor good wagon
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Post by Siren on Jul 18, 2008 9:09:00 GMT -6
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Need a little bit more of my TWELVE ounce nutrition One more helping of what I've been having I'm taking my turn on the sin WAGON
from "Sin Wagon" by the Dixie Chicks
next: twelve
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Post by Phalon on Jul 19, 2008 6:58:49 GMT -6
Rock Around The Clock ~ Bill Haley and the Comets
One, Two, Three O'clock, Four O'clock rock, Five, Six, Seven O'clock, Eight O'clock rock. Nine, Ten, Eleven O'clock, Twelve O'clock rock, We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.
Put your glad rags on and join me hon', We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one.
Next word: strike(s)
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Post by fallenangel on Jul 24, 2008 7:57:55 GMT -6
Thunder Rolls ~ Garth Brooks
The thunder rolls, and the lightning strikes. Another love grows cold, on a sleepless night. As the storm rolls on, out of control. Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls.
She's waiting by the window When he pulls into the drive. She rushes out to hold him Thankful he's alive.
With all the wind and rain A strange new perfume blows, And the lightning flashes in her eyes, And he knows that she knows.
next word : PERFUME
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Post by Siren on Jul 25, 2008 0:07:31 GMT -6
Did you really think last night would last forever Did you really think that guy HUNG the moon Right now you hate yourself 'cause you knew better But there's no use crying over spilled perfume
from "Spilled Perfume" by Pam Tillis
next: hung
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Post by Phalon on Jul 25, 2008 21:43:18 GMT -6
from Ziggy Stardust ~ David Bowie
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly And the Spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang They came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.
Next word: spider(s)
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Post by Siren on Jul 25, 2008 22:13:34 GMT -6
Once there was this SPIDER in my bed I got caught up in her web of love and lies She put her CHAINS around my heart and soul, never to let go Oh but I survived
from "I Ain't That Lonely Yet" by Dwight Yoakam
next: chains
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Post by Phalon on Jul 29, 2008 5:56:41 GMT -6
from Loser ~ 3 Doors Down
This is getting old, I can't break these Chains that I hold My body's growing cold, there's nothing Left of this mind or my soul Addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of This poison is taking me higher This will fall away, this will fall away
Next word: buzz
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Post by Siren on Jul 29, 2008 8:33:30 GMT -6
from "All I Wanna Do" by Sheryl Crow
I like a good beer BUZZ early in the morning And Billy likes to peel the labels From his bottles of Bud He shreds them on the bar Then he lights every MATCH in an over-sized pack Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers before blowing and cursing them out And he's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor
next: match(es)
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Post by Phalon on Aug 3, 2008 6:42:58 GMT -6
from Doperide ~ Saliva
Comin' down like a hatchet, rollin' with the masses, Throwin' my matches atop of a gasoline package.
Next word: gasoline
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Post by fallenangel on Aug 3, 2008 13:00:42 GMT -6
Gasoline ~ Seether
last night I saw that beauty queen watched her paint her face on I wanna be that magazine that she bases life on I wanna waste her monthly blood wanna get some on my love wanna get some gasoline and burn the house down
she’s got nothing to say she’s got bills to pay she’s got no one to hate except for me
next word : BLOOD
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Post by Siren on Aug 3, 2008 23:40:16 GMT -6
That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down
from "Blood Red And Goin' Down" by Tanya Tucker
next: Georgia
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Post by Phalon on Aug 4, 2008 4:17:02 GMT -6
from The Devil Went Down To Georgia ~ Charlie Daniels Band
The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal. He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal. When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot. And the devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what: "I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too. "And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you. "Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the devil his due: "I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you." The boy said: "My name's Johnny and it might be a sin, "But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the best that's ever been."
next word: fiddle
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Post by Siren on Aug 7, 2008 11:47:32 GMT -6
Well you get down the FIDDLE and you get down the bow Kick off your shoes and you throw 'em on the floor, Dance in the KITCHEN till the morning light, Louisiana Saturday night
from "Louisiana Saturday Night" by Mel McDaniel
next: kitchen
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Post by vox on Aug 7, 2008 14:52:19 GMT -6
You'll always find him in the kitchen at parties ~ Jona Lewie
I'm no good at chatting up and I always get rebuffed. Enough to drive a man to drink I don't do no washing up. I always reached the stuff piled up a-piled up in the sink.
But you will always find him in the kitchen at parties.
Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home. She must have found somebody new and now I'm all alone
Living in my own. What am I supposed to do?
That's why always find him in kitchen at parties. you will always find him in the kitchen at parties. You will always find him in the kitchen at parties.
Then I met this debutante I said I like new wave rock. She was into french cuisine but I ain't no cordon bleu. This was at some do in palmers green I had no luck with her.
You will still find him in kitchen at parties. You will still find him in kitchen at parties.
At last I met a pretty girl she laughed and talked with me. We both walked out of the kitchen and dnaced in a new way.
And now I've done my time in the kitchen at parties. I've done my time in the kitchen at parties
He's done his time in the kitchen at parties. He's done his time in the kitchen at parties.
next; rebuffed
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Post by Siren on Aug 10, 2008 22:45:37 GMT -6
What a fun lyric that is, Vox! I'll have to look up the tune and give it a listen.
But erm, no, I don't have tune for "rebuffed". Anybody?
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Post by Phalon on Aug 13, 2008 5:44:34 GMT -6
How about this?
RE: Buffed. Sponge ~ R.E.M.
Pleasure is melting like chocolate My blue ribbon gumption is gone All my gravy must have soaked into something And the world... The filthy steps, the cold concrete The phony earth below my feet The ancient odor of the streets Yes the world it is a sponge And when the crisis passes When the coast is clear I'll be buffed down to a liquid And the world it is a sponge Throughout this entire ugly outing I've been mumbling the convex of what I should be shouting But I'll soon be silent you'll soon hear nothing 'Cause the world it is a sponge
Next word: gravy
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Post by Siren on Aug 14, 2008 22:01:52 GMT -6
If you're riding on a GRAVY train instead of walking down lover's lane You can't make hay boy cause your going the wrong way boy You gotta get a little HONEY it's better than money If you ain't loving then you ain't living
from "If You Ain't Loving, Then You Ain't Living" by George Strait
next: honey
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Post by Phalon on Aug 15, 2008 3:47:51 GMT -6
from Tupelo Honey ~ Van Morrison
You can take all the tea in china Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea She's as sweet as Tupelo honey She's an angel of the first degree She's as sweet as Tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee
Next word: degree
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Aug 16, 2008 10:39:26 GMT -6
Lynard Skynard - Backstreet Crawler
Daddy paid for college I earned a degree Got a job up on wall street Where I learned to make the little man bleed That’s when I got stomped like a cattle stampede Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me
wall street
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Post by Siren on Aug 17, 2008 23:28:52 GMT -6
Well somebody told us Wall Street fell But we were so poor that we couldn't tell Cotton was short and the weeds were tall But Mr. Roosevelt's a gonna save us all
from "Song Of The South" by Alabama
next: cotton
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Post by vox on Aug 18, 2008 15:11:50 GMT -6
Cotton Fields Back Home ~ Creedence Clearwater Revival
When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle, In them old cotton fields back home;
Chorus2: It was down in louisiana, Just about a mile from texarkana, In them old cotton fields back home.
Chorus3: Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
next word Cradle You cant pick very much cotton, In them old cotton fields back home.
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Post by Siren on Aug 19, 2008 8:30:55 GMT -6
The cat's in the cradle and a silver spoon Little boy blue and the man in the moon When you coming home, Dad I don't know when. But we'll get together then We're gonna have a good time then
from "The Cat's In The Cradle" by Harry Chapin
next: silver
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Post by Phalon on Aug 20, 2008 5:45:44 GMT -6
from Yesterday to Tomorrow ~ Audioslave
And unlike the times before From yesterday comes tomorrow When life comes alive the past moves aside No regrets and no remorse We'll squeeze the blood out of life And say goodnight to the silver of old Even when wrong we're right Far beyond the world of diamonds and gold I've come to realize Where happiness lies I want you to know I know And unlike the times before When life comes alive the past moves aside No regrets no remorse
next word: remorse
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