11-12-2011, 12:35 PM
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Goddess Of the night
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Join Date: Aug 2007
Location: PA
Posts: 1,327
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Landslide
Stevie Nicks version
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older and I'm getting older too
Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older and I'm getting older too
Oh, I'm getting older too
Awh, take my love, take it down
Awh, climb a mountain and turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well, the landslide bring it down
Oh, the landslide bring it down
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I love the night
I love the element of danger and the ecstasy of flight,
I love the night
I love to dance with a stranger and to feel his delight,
And when the dancing is through, I kick off my shoes,
And I listen to the beating of his heart
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11-12-2011, 10:09 PM
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Turn it up!
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Join Date: May 2001
Location: Music City
Posts: 9,293
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Honey I've been Thinking about You - Jackie Greene
I ain't interested in the clothes that you wear,
in the car that you drive or the cut of your hair,
Honey, you got something I can't compare,
and I've been thinking about you...
I don't really care about the weather outside,
And I don't wanna talk about national pride,
All that I need for to be satisfied
is a woman who's nothing like me...
Honey, there's fools, yes, there's fools such as I,
And I can't tell you how, & I can't tell you why,
Oh, no, honey, I just can't deny you at all...
I won't be your two-weekend lover,
Your boy in the back, your one or the other,
And I ain't looking for a wife or a mother,
And honey, I'm been thinking about you...
Yeh, & maybe you're wrong, & maybe you're right,
And maybe we can sit here & argue all night,
Or maybe we just better turn out the lights,
'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you...
Honey, I've been thinking about you for a while,
And it's driving me wild, it's cramping my style,
And I ain't asking you to walk down the aisle, but I...
There's suitcase to staircase to candlelit room,
I'll sift thru the silk, & the air of perfume,
And I'll be loving you, baby, I'll be loving you soon,
'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you...
I don't really care about your hot-blooded sister,
I'm sure there's a man for to love her & miss her,
I didn't mean nothing, I just happened to kiss her,
But honey, I was thinking about you...
I don't really care about your daddy's Corvette,
Your house in the hills, or your pink private jet,
Or the ring on your finger you say you regret,
'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you...
Aw, rat race to car chase, trains in the station,
Everyone wants to change their location,
Everyone wants some new inspiration,
But I can't stop thinking about you...
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Plug me into somethin'
If the theory does not conform to the facts, then the facts must be discarded.
No good deed ever goes unpunished
Never argue with an idiot. He'll drag you down to his level, & beat you with experience.
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12-05-2011, 08:35 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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Sex is Good
You know all my deepest secrets
I think you know
You know to keep 'em
But I wonder if you know
I hate sleeping alone
So come and tell me what my kiss tastes like
Don't wanna miss it
So turn off the lights
But I wonder if you know
I hate sleeping alone
[Chorus]
I have to fake it
I leave if I could
I'm not in love
But the sex is good
You can't mistake it
Because it's understood
I'm not in love
But the sex is good (yeahhh, mhm!)
You got to know
Know my weakness
You always touch
In all the right places
We don't get along that well
Not much for talk
But you're hot as hell
[Chorus]
I have to fake it
I leave if I could
I'm not in love
But the sex is good
You can't mistake it
Because it's understood
I'm not in love
But the sex is good (yeahhh mhm! yeahhh mhm!)
[Verse 2]
It's not like
I wanna stick around
It's just tonight
I'm gonna lay you down (yeahhh)
So now you know
What my kiss tastes like
So in the morning
I say goodbye
But I wonder
If you know
I hate sleeping alone
[Chorus]
I have to fake it
I leave if I could
I'm not in love
But the sex is good
You can't mistake it
Because it's understood
I'm not in love
But the sex is good
I have to fake it
I leave if I could
I'm not in love
But the sex is good
You can't mistake it
Because it's understood
I'm not in love
But the sex is good (yeahhh mhm! yeahhh mhm!)
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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12-31-2011, 08:30 PM
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gangster of love
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Join Date: Dec 2002
Location: ohio
Posts: 254
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And when I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I'm with your ghost again
It's a shame about the weather
But I know soon we'll be together
And I can't wait till then...
I can't wait till then
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01-01-2012, 08:38 AM
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Just me.
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Join Date: May 2002
Location: West central Illinois
Posts: 590,002
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Auld Lang Syne
Seems appropriate for today ...
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely you'll buy your pint cup!
and surely I'll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o' kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we've wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.
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01-01-2012, 01:11 PM
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Registered User
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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Maryland
Posts: 541,353
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Quote:
Originally Posted by dicksbro
Seems appropriate for today ...
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Yes indeed!
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Eudaimonia
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01-01-2012, 06:22 PM
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Registered User
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Join Date: Aug 2001
Location: North Australia
Posts: 17,686
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Robbie Burns rules.
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Calm, quiet, smooth, devastating
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01-06-2012, 10:42 PM
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Registered User
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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: Maryland
Posts: 541,353
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Because I've had an extra glass (or two) of a good Merlot: The Youngbloods - Get Together
Cheers!
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Eudaimonia
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01-30-2012, 08:02 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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Bad Girlfriend
My Girlfriend's a dick magnet My Girlfriend's gotta have it
She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots, Tip the man he'll
Ring the bell, get her drunk she'll scream like hell.
Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town.
Grab her ass, actin' tough. Mess with her, she'll fuck you up.
No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's
Comin' back to my place tonight!
[Chorus:]
She likes to shake her ass she grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down she's naughty to the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad, bad girlfriend!
Red thong, Party's on, Love this song, sing along.
Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home
No one really knows if she's drunk or is she's stoned
But she's coming back to my place tonight. I say
No one really knows just how far she's gonna go,
But I'm gonna find out later tonight
[Chorus]
Doesn't take her long to make things right.
But does it make her wrong to
Have the time of her life. the time of her life
My girlfriend's a dick magnet My girlfriend's gotta have it
She's a gold digger now you figure out it's over, pull the trigger.
Futures finished, there it went, savings gone,
The money spent
I look around and all I see is, no good, bad and ugly,
Man she's hot and fixed to be, the future
Ex-Miss Connolly!
[Chorus]
She's a bad, bad girlfriend.
She's a bad, bad girlfriend.
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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01-30-2012, 10:14 PM
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♦*♥Moderatrix♥*♦
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Join Date: Nov 2001
Location: on top of it all
Posts: 50,566
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Saw them sing that here w/ Daughtry in concert- awesome.
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02-03-2012, 03:50 AM
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Manwhore
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Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: Pacific Northwest
Posts: 15,495
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I'm sure I've posted this here before, but I just heard this on the radio and damn, I love the Smashing Pumpkins version...
I took my love, I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
and I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'til the landslide brought it down
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I've been afraid of changing cause I've,
built my life around you
But time makes you bolder,
even children get older
And I'm getting older, too
Well, I've been afraid of changing cause I've,
built my life around you
Time makes you bolder,
even children get older
And I'm getting older, too
I get older, too
I took my love and took it down
I climbed a mountain, I turned around
and if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
The landslide brought it down
The landslide brought it down
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Put me on wheels and I'll turn tricks.
Clever? Nah, I ran out of that years ago. But if you find this, let me know, k?
"The road goes ever on..." ~ Tolkien
In memory of my friend skip...
Go then, there are other worlds than these
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03-21-2012, 07:12 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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Top O' the Mornin' to Ya
She won't come, just when you want it
Ya see, I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun
You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on
You gotta right to the grill, I'm white and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with titanic skill
I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's broken
Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin'
On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin'
On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the half
Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh
These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House Of Pain is pumpin', start jumpin'
Freak it, funk it, back seat junk it
If you can't get with it, you'll wind up sweatin' it
Then you'll get a beatin' just like an egg
It's so hard to run when you've got a broken leg
But we can have a run off, the House Of Pain'll come off
We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off
The Irish style, the Celtic jazz
No one has it, just us that's it
If you try to take it, I got a big shileighly
I don't have dreads cause I shave my head daily
You call me a skin head, I call you a pin head
Yo, where you been man, just like the tin man
You got no heart, here comes the good part
I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down
No fuckin' around
Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, trust me
You shouldn't play, and by the way
Top o' the mornin' to ya
[Chorus]
(What's the hassle man?) Top o' the mornin' to ya [2x]
(Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?)
Greetings, salutations
Peace to the nations of Zulu and Islam
Crack the bottle, rev the throttle
Put the gear in, now you're stearin'
Like Mario Antretti
So let me kick it, cause I can make a wicked
Noise like a cricket
Rubbin' his legs, my rhymes are like eggs
I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep sayin' 'em
This is the House Of Pain, we're far from plain
But we're not fancy, Ron and Nancy
So just say no, but I say go
Straight to hell, I kiss and tell
So if you're a ho, all my friends know
What you gotta say, let's hit the hay
And have no delay, and yo, by the way
Top o' the mornin' to ya
[Chorus]
Extra extra, read all about it
How could ya doubt it?
Now scream and shout it!
The House Of Pain soon will reign
Over the hip hop scene in white, gold, and green
I rip shit and back flip like a Jedi
I roll with the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I
Come correct and get respect when I'm flowin'
Collecting my dough, I got you're girlfriend ho-in'
And how do I know that she's funk?
I know she's broke cause yo, the T's hung like a
Shetland pony, gettin' paid like Sony
So never ever try to play me out like a phony
Cause I can get real thick like a bowl of Malt-o-Meal
And by the way, top o' the mornin' to ya
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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03-23-2012, 07:26 PM
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Manwhore
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Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: Pacific Northwest
Posts: 15,495
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Love that one, LS!
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Put me on wheels and I'll turn tricks.
Clever? Nah, I ran out of that years ago. But if you find this, let me know, k?
"The road goes ever on..." ~ Tolkien
In memory of my friend skip...
Go then, there are other worlds than these
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03-23-2012, 10:44 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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I was watching Daredevil for the millionth or so time and it got stuck in my head.
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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03-25-2012, 05:57 PM
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unregistered mutt. woof!
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Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: Fantasies
Posts: 972
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I was a bus driver for a career. Love found me on my route. She stepped onboard, I turned her way, her ticket got punched, my wheels heated up, I gripped hard & we drove it home.
Quote:
Originally Posted by vgavoy
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say,
"Please share my umbrella."
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
under my umbrella.
All that summer we enjoyed it,
wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it.
By August, she was mine.
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop and she would show me what she'd bought.
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane.
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same.
That's the way the whole thing started.
Silly, but it's true.
Thinking of a sweet romance
beginning in a queue.
Came the sun the ice was melting,
no more sheltering now.
Nice to think that that umbrella
led me to a vow.
Bus Stop -- The Hollies
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I like; a) taint brushing: b) a good cigar: c) our juices together; d) champagne: e) protein squirts; f)more of these; g)much more of these; h) Damn, slide that thing into me. Deep!
Adage: 2 things are certain in life; Death & Taxes. Therefore; God & Beelzebub had a meeting to fix the problem. A mighty storm prevailed for ages until finally they ended the storm with the agreement: From now on Anyone whom chooses doesn't have to die. "Everyone wins said Beelzebub. You get an eternally grateful bunch of worshippers praying forever for lower taxes as I goad & prod them forever with higher & higher taxation."
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