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Post by mrskramer on Aug 10, 2006 21:29:38 GMT -5
Tonight I Wanna Cry (Monty Powell/Keith Urban)
Alone in this house again tonight I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me The way that it was and could have been surrounds me I'll never get over you walkin' away
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I wanna cry
Would it help if I turned a sad song on "All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I wanna cry
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let got of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I wanna cry
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Post by heylo on Aug 10, 2006 21:57:04 GMT -5
^^^^ love that song.
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Post by msjaded on Aug 14, 2006 12:57:20 GMT -5
MrsK... this one's for you and lil country!!
Break Down Here by Julie Roberts
Mile marker 203 gas gauge leaning on the edge of E and I'll be danged if rain ain't pourin' down there's something smoking underneathe the hood it's bangin and a clangin and it can't be good and it's another 50 miles to the nearest town everything i owns in the back in a hefty bag i'm outta cigarettes and i'm down to my last drag
chorus: I'd sure hate to break down here with nothin up ahead or in the reaview mirror out in the middle of no where knowing i'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin so God help me keep me moving somehow don't let me start wishin I was with him now I've made it this far without cryin a single tear I'd sure hate to break down here
Under 50 thousand miles ago before the bad blood and busted radio you said I was all you'd ever need but love is blind and little did I know you were just another dead end road paved with pretty lies and broken dreams baby leavin you is easier than being gone I don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong
Chorus (x2)
I'd sure hate to break down... it's too late to turn around I'd sure hate to break down here
Mile marker 215
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Post by heylo on Aug 14, 2006 14:06:08 GMT -5
dang. i missed that one. that weekend my grandfather was being buried and i didn't make it to the party. i should have came anyway.
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Post by kamo7s on Aug 14, 2006 14:36:25 GMT -5
Quando, Quando, Quando Lyrics by Michael Buble featuring Nelly Furtado
Tell me when will you be mine Tell me quando quando quando We can share a love devine Please don't make me wait again
When will you say yes to me Tell me quando quando quando You mean happiness to me Oh my lover tell me when
Every moments a day Every day seems a lifetime Let me show you the way To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more Tell me quando quando quando Say its me that you adore And then darling tell me when
Every moments a day Every day seems a lifetime Let me show you the way To a joy beyond compare
I can't wait a moment more Tell me quando quando quando Say its me that you adore And then darling tell me when
Whoa lover tell me when Oh darling tell me when Oh come on tell me when Yea tell me when
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Post by renoman on Aug 15, 2006 5:50:43 GMT -5
In my eyes Indisposed In disguise As no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake The sun In my disgrace Boiling heat Summer stench 'Neath the black The sky looks dead Call my name Through the cream And I'll hear you Scream again
Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain Black hole sun Won't you come Won't you come
Stuttering Cold and damp Steal the warm wind Tired friend Times are gone For honest men And sometimes Far too long For snakes In my shoes A walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings Like you Anymore
Hang my head Drown my fear Till you all just Disappear
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Post by okayplayer on Aug 15, 2006 11:12:33 GMT -5
Anything by Brother Lynch Hung
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Post by mrskramer on Aug 26, 2006 0:52:35 GMT -5
Over My Head (Cable Car) The Fray
I never knew I never knew that everything was falling through That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue To turn and run when all I needed was the truth But that's how it's got to be It's coming down to nothing more than apathy I'd rather run the other way than stay and see The smoke and who's still standing when it clears
Everyone knows I'm in Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind
Let's rearrange I wish you were a stranger I could disengage Say that we agree and then never change Soften a bit until we all just get along But that's disregard Find another friend and you discard As you lose the argument in a cable car Hanging above as the canyon comes between
Everyone knows I'm in Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind
And suddenly I become a part of your past I'm becoming the part that don't last I'm losing you and its effortless Without a sound we lose sight of the ground In the throw around Never thought that you wanted to bring it down I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves
Everyone knows I'm in Over my head With eight seconds left in overtime She's on your mind
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Post by swg88 on Aug 27, 2006 20:43:43 GMT -5
Little Man, By Alan Jackson
I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry And the ol' Lee king's apothecary They ware the little man The little man
I go back now and the stores are all empty Except for an old coke sign dated 1950 Boarded up like they never existed Or renovated and called historic districts There goes the little man There goes the little man
Now the court square's just a set of streets That the people go round but they seldom think Bout the little man that built this town Before the big money shut em down And killed the little man Oh the little man
He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat The new stores came where you do it yourself You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf Forget about the little man Forget about that little man
He hung on there for a few more years But he couldn't sell slurpees And he wouldn't sell beer Now the bank rents the station To a man down the road And sell velvet Elvis and Second-hand clothes There goes little man There goes another little man
Now the stores are lined up in a concrete strip You can buy the whole world with just one trip And save a penny cause it's jumbo size They don't even realize They'er killin' the little man Oh the little man
It wasn't long when I was a child An old black man came with his mule and his plow He broke the ground where we grew our garden Back before we'd all forgotten about the little man The little man Long live the little man God bless the little man
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Post by swg88 on Sept 3, 2006 4:43:02 GMT -5
"What is Truth" performed and written Johnny Cash. Recorded March 9,1970
The old man turned off the radio Said, "Where did all of the old songs go Kids sure play funny music these days They play it in the strangest ways" Said, "it looks to me like they've all gone wild It was peaceful back when I was a child" Well, man, could it be that the girls and boys Are trying to be heard above your noise? And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"
A little boy of three sittin' on the floor Looks up and says, "Daddy, what is war?" "son, that's when people fight and die" The little boy of three says "Daddy, why?" A young man of seventeen in Sunday school Being taught the golden rule And by the time another year has gone around It may be his turn to lay his life down Can you blame the voice of youth for asking "What is truth?" A young man sittin' on the witness stand The man with the book says "Raise your hand" "Repeat after me, I solemnly swear" The man looked down at his long hair And although the young man solemnly swore Nobody seems to hear anymore And it didn't really matter if the truth was there It was the cut of his clothes and the length of his hair And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"
The young girl dancing to the latest beat Has found new ways to move her feet The young man speaking in the city square Is trying to tell somebody that he cares Yeah, the ones that you're calling wild Are going to be the leaders in a little while This old world's wakin' to a new born day And I solemnly swear that it'll be their way You better help the voice of youth find "What is truth/"
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Post by mrskramer on Sept 27, 2006 23:29:10 GMT -5
Fergie London Bridge
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit
When I come to the clubs, step aside Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line V.I.P because you know I gotta shine I'm Fergie Ferg And me love you long time
All my girls get down on the floor Back to back drop it down real low I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho Because you know what, I don't give a fuck So here we go!
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
Drinks start pouring And my speech start slowing Everybody start looking real good
The Grey Goose got the girl feeling loose Now I?m wishing that I didn't wear these shoes It's like everytime I get up on the dude Papparazzi put my business in the news And Imma get up out my face [Oh shit] Before I turn around and spray your ass with mace [Oh shit] My lips make you want to have a taste [Oh shit] You got that? I got the bass!
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
When I come to the clubs, step aside Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line V.I.P because you know I gotta shine I'm Fergie Ferg And me love you long time
All my girls get down on the floor Back to back drop it down real low I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho Because you know what, I don't give a fuck So here we go!
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
How come every time you come around My London London Bridge wanna go down Like London London London Wanna go down like London London London Be going down like
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Post by heylo on Sept 28, 2006 8:21:39 GMT -5
hm i haven't heard that, but it scares me to read the lyrics. so, she wants to go down, hun?
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Post by timbo on Sept 29, 2006 17:55:30 GMT -5
In the dead of night A shimmewin' wight Gweem of a bwade And dah devew was paid When dah axe comes down A chiwin' sound Steel hits da head Anothaw wabbit's dead I'm a wabbit swayer A guitaw pwayaw With a nasty habbit Kill dah wabbit!!! (hah hah hah) AhhhaahooOhhh I'm a mean mistweetah A wabbit feastah And I pwedict A bwoody Eastaw A scuwowing shadow And dah shadow was dis wabbit And dah night air echoes Kill dah wabbit!!! Kill dah wabbit!!! Kill dah wabbit!!! I originally heard this, or something really similar, about a decade ago. It still makes me laugh.
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Post by mrskramer on Oct 4, 2006 22:46:24 GMT -5
Robert Earl Keen
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of cigs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer between her legs She'd ride down to the river and meet with all her friends The road goes on forever and the party never ends
Sonny was a loner he was older than the rest He was going into the Navy but he couldn't pass the test So he hung around town he sold a little pot The law caught wind of Sonny and one day he got caught But he was back in business when they set him free again The road goes on forever and the party never ends
Sonny's playin' 8-ball at the joint where Sherry works When some drunken outta towner put his hand up Sherry's skirt Sonny took his pool cue laid the drunk out on the floor Stuffed a dollar in her tip jar and walked on out the door She's runnin' right behind him reachin' for his hand The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They jumped into his pickup Sonny jammed her down in gear Sonny looked at Sherry and said lets get on outta here The stars were high above them and the moon was in the east The sun was settin' on them when they reached Miami Beach They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They soon ran out of money but Sonny knew a man Who knew some Cuban refugees that delt in contraband Sonny met the Cubans in a house just off the route With a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot The cards were on the table when the law came bustin' in The road goes on forever and the party never ends
The Cubans grabbed the goodies and Sonny grabbed the Jack He broke a bathroom window and climbed on out the back Sherry drove the pickup through the alley on the side Where a lawman tackled Sonny and was reading him his rights She stepped into the alley with a single shot .410 The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They left the lawman lyin' and they made their getaway They got back to the motel just before the break of day Sonny gave her all the money and he blew her a little kiss If they ask you how this happened say I forced you into this She watched him as his taillights disappeared around the bend The road goes on forever and the party never ends
Its Main Street after midnight just like it was before 21 months later at the local grocery store Sherry buys a paper and a cold 6-pack of beer The headlines read that Sonny is goin' to the chair She pulls back onto Main Street in her new Mercedes Benz The road goes on forever and the party never ends
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Post by chase on Oct 6, 2006 18:44:59 GMT -5
Then I took the other Pu$$* and I put it in the freezer that way I'd have my own home skeeza.
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