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| IkeaBoy P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal I will die a traitor's death | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 2:53 AM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Sep. 00  | I met her in a club down in old Soho, where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola. C-o-l-a cola. She walked up to me and she asked me to dance. I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said, Lola L-o-l-a Lola. Well I'm not the world's most physical guy but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine. Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola. Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand why she walked like a woman and talked like a man. Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola. Well we drank champagne and danced all night under electric candlelight. She picked me up and sat me on her kneev and said: Dear boy won't you come home with me? Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola. Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola I pushed her away. I walked to the door. I fell to the floor. I got down on my knees. Then I looked at her and she at me. Well that's the way that I want it to stay. And I always want it to be that way for my Lola. Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola Girls will be boys and boys will be girls. It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world. (except for Lola) Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola Well I left home just a week before. And I'd never ever kissed a woman before. But Lola smiled and took me by the hand. And said:Dear boy I'm gonna make you a man. Well I'm not the world's most masculine man. But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man. (and so is Lola) Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola... ------ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl. And with the way you look I understand that you are not impressed. But I heard you let that little friend of mine take off your party dress. I'm not going to get too sentimental like those other sticky valentines, cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody. I only know it isn't mine. Alison, I know this world is killing you. Oh, Alison, my aim is true. Well I see you've got a husband now. Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake? You used to hold him right in your hand. I'll bet he took all he could take. Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking when I hear the silly things that you say. I think somebody better put out the big light, cause I can't stand to see you this way. Alison, I know this world is killing you. Oh, Alison, my aim is true. My aim is true. ========= "Suzanne" Suzanne, you're all that I wanted of a girl You're all that I need in the world I'm your child, make me blush, drive me wild Suzanne, you're all that I wanted When I met you I was all alone Cold and hungry cryin' on the phone You baked me brownies and said, 'Don't you cry' And gave me the coat off your back Suzanne, you're all that I wanted of a girl You're all that I need in the world I'm your child, make me blush, drive me wild Suzanne, you're all that I wanted Even Izzy, Slash and Axl Rose When I call, you put 'em all on hold And say to me that you'd do anything And all I can do is say that I haven't much I can give you in return Only my heart and a promise not to turn But I sing to you every day and every night Suzanne, I'm your man Suzanne, you're all that I wanted of a girl You're all that I need in the world I'm your child, make me blush, drive me wild Suzanne, you're all that I wanted Of a girl 
The narrator in Fight Club is the man we will be, Patrick Bateman in American Psycho is the man we want to be Eliza Dushku- Hotter Than Brittney | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 4:00 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Your daddy works in porno Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your coke for free Drivin' your friends crazy With your life's insanity Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Sowin' all your wild oats In another's luxuries Yesterday was Tuesday Maybe Thursday you can sleep But school starts much too early And this hotel wasn't free So party till your connection call Honey I'll return the key Chorus: Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle Everyone needs love You know that it's true Someday you'll find someone That'll fall in love with you But oh the time it takes When you're all alone Someday you'll find someone That you can call your own But till then ya better... Now you're clean And so discreet I won't say a word But most of all this song is true Case you haven't heard So c'mon and stop your cryin' 'Cause we both know money burns Honey don't stop tryin; An you'll get what you deserve Chorus Layla - Eric Clapton What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just your foolish pride. Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. I tried to give you consolation When your old man had let you down. Like a fool, I fell in love with you, Turned my whole world upside down. Chorus Let's make the best of the situation Before I finally go insane. Please don't say we'll never find a way And tell me all my love's in vain. Chorus Chorus  Two openings available at Mr. Brownstone Academy of Dance . | ||||
| SweetAngel | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 8:48 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Your mama's yappin' in the backseat Tell her to push over and move them big feet Every Monday morning I gotta drive her down to the unemployment agency Well this morning I ain't fighting, tell her I give up Tell her she wins if she'll just shut up But it's the last time that she's gonna be riding with me You can tell her there's a hot sun beating on the blacktop She keeps talkin' she'll be walkin' that last block She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight Well I got some beer and the highway's free And I got you and baby you got me Hey, hey, hey, what you say, Sherry darling Well there's girls meltin' out on the beach And they're so fine but so out of reach 'Cause I'm stuck in traffic down on Fifty-third Street Mow Sherry, my love for you is real But I didn't count on this package deal And baby, this car just ain't big enough for her and me You can tell her there's a hot sun beating on the blacktop She keeps talkin' she'll be walkin' that last block She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight Well I got some beer and the highway's free And I got you and baby you got me Hey, hey, hey, what you say, Sherry darling Well let there be sunlight, let there be rain Let the brokenhearted love again Sherry, we can run with our arms open wide before the tide To all the girls down at Sacred Heart And all you operators back in the park Say hey, hey, hey, what you say, Sherry darling Say hey, hey, hey, what you say, Sherry darling  | ||||
| kindredbabe | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 9:51 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 01 | Kelly Performed by Woody on Cheers Kelly, my darlin, you are my sunshine When we’re together I feel fine Your smile is so lovely, your hair is so clean You make me feel that the whole world is mine Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly....K-E-L-L-Y Why? Because you’re Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly of mine. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, Mine, mine. :) :)  Thanks to Austin for the sig pict | ||||
| fbdlingfrg wow, my name looks odd without 5 lines of type below it in bold and purple and red G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Red Wings Captain Cecil JBA~Remove the Pick & Click NOW! | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 11:11 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Oh, Angie, Oh, Angie, when will those dark clouds disappear Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke Let me whisper in your ear Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet I hate that sadness in your eyes But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said goodbye With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied But angie, I still love you baby, ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on baby, dry your eyes But Angie, Angie ain't it good to be alive Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried  i may be a little catholic boy, but i'm still HLJC 4 LIFE! | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 11:48 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | CARRIE When light goes down, I see no reason For you to cry. We've been through this before In every time, in every season, God knows I've tried So please don't ask for more. Can't you see it in my eyes This might be our last goodbye Carrie, Carrie, things they change my friend Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again I read your mind, with no intentions Of being unkind, I wish I could explain It all takes time, a whole lot of patience If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain.  F U Pat Cooper!!! This message was edited by Kim on 9-8-01 @ 11:50 AM | ||||
| Jennitalia | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 11:55 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne You don't have to wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for money You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne I loved you since I knew you I wouldn't talk down to you I have you to tell just how I feel I won't share you with another boy I know my mind is made up So put away your make up Told you once I won't tell you again It's a bad way Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne You don't have to put on the red light Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light)  | ||||
| Ashley the Goer | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 12:15 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | Rapunzel Ha, open wide All so good I'll eat you Take me for a ride In your sweet delicious, Perfect, little mouth There upon I linger There will be no doubt That I do my best for you I do, ow... Let's stop to get it going Lost myself just thinking About the two of us From each other drinking Begin with the lips Fingertip and kissing You know this, my love That I do my best for you Ooh, ha, up and down we go From the top you push me This is such a thrill To be lost in love and dancing Shake your tambourine You blow my head open Oh, you know, my love That I do my best for you I do... For you I would crawl Through the darkest dungeon Climb a castle wall If you're my Rapunzel You let your hair down Right in through the window Good, they locked the door 'Cause I do my best for you I do the world of you With all of my heart I do There's blood through my veins for you You alone have all of me From you my strength is full To you I will be true Um, oh, it's just too good to be real The smell of something cooking You're my soul to steal While on the food of love we're filling What you've given me For it there's no measure Now you know my love That I'll give my best for you I think the world of you With all of my heart I do There's blood through my veins for you You alone have all of me From you my strength is full To carry your burdens, too I think the world of you Yeah... Hip lock up so tight Good God, you drive me crazy Crazy is alright With you looking at me You make me feel high Every single thing you do to me My God, I'm drunk But I do my best for you, I do... There's no place to go Given me, given me the shivers Cassidy I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream. I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. Ah, child of countless trees. Ah, child of boundless seas. What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me, Born to me, Cassidy... Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac. I can tell by the way you smile he's rolling back. Come wash the nighttime clean, Come grow this scorched ground green, Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy... Quick beats in an icy heart. catch-colt draws a coffin cart. There he goes now, here she starts: Hear her cry. Flight of the seabirds, scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly. Faring thee well now. Let your life proceed by its own design. Nothing to tell now. Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine. Faring thee well now. Let your life proceed by its own design. Nothing to tell now. Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine.  The sky was yellow and the sun was blue. | ||||
and i am apologizing now for the spelling errors, its 34 am and im drunk, so no time for spell check! Gotcha, SLASH i'll mmmm momo all i want! and you cant stop me! | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 12:41 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | ben folds five She plays Wipeout on the drums  The squirrels and the birds come  Gather round to sing the guitar  Oh I...Have you got nothing to say?   When all words fail she speaks  Her mix tape's a masterpiece  Walks through the garden  So the roses can see  Oh I...Have you got nothing to say?   And you can see the daisies in her footsteps  Dandelions, butterflies  I wanna be Kate  Everyday she wears the same thing  I think she smokes pot  She's everything I want  She's everything I'm not  Oh I...Have you got nothing to say?   She never gets wet  She smiles and it's a rainbow  And she speaks  And she breathes  I wanna be Kate Down by Rosemary and Cameron  She hands out the Bhagaved Gita  I see her around every couple days  I wanna meet her so I can say hey..Kate  I wanna wanna wanna be Kate   i'm not between you and your ambition i am a poster girl with no poster i am thirty-two flavors and then some and i'm beyond your peripheral vision so you might want to turn your head... | ||||
| mrbungle | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 12:51 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | quote: You fucking rule lmao...  It's not funny, my ass is on fire.... Thanks to the lovely Jolene for my sig pic... Official gentile member of the HLJC... | ||||
| mrbungle | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 12:58 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | Iris, by The Breeders Four hours in the pot, one hour out It grows and I sleep standing up When Iris sleeps over What a book she'll write Oh last night Oh come on, nobody wants that Sister, sister, Oh... We tried hour by hour Hour by hour [2x] Four hours to daylight, four hours and then Pour water on me til I live again When Iris sleeps over It'll be alright All last night But come on, nobody wants that Sister, sister, oh... We tried hour by hour Hour by hour [2x] It's not funny, my ass is on fire.... Thanks to the lovely Jolene for my sig pic... Official gentile member of the HLJC... | ||||
| CantHandleMyBooty | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 1:02 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | -Blondie She moves like she don't care Smooth as silk, cool as air Ooh it makes you wanna cry She doesn't know your name And your heart beats like a subway train Ooh it makes you wanna die Ooh, don't you wanna take her? Ooh, wanna make her all your own? Maria, you've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Regina, Ave Maria A million and one candle lights I've seen this thing before In my best friend and the boy next door Fool for love and fool on fire Won't come in from the rain She's oceans running down the drain Blue as ice and desire Don't you wanna make her? Ooh, don't you wanna take her home? Maria, you've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Regina, Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Ooh, don't you wanna break her? Ooh, don't you wanna take her home? She walks like she don't care Walkin' on imported air Ooh, it makes you wanna die Maria, you've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Regina, Ave Maria A million and one candle lights Maria, you've gotta see her Go insane and out of your mind Regina, Ave Maria A million and one candle lights  When i whip my hips you slip into a trance. | ||||
| Jennitalia | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 1:02 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | Jenny Jenny who can I turn to You give me something I can hold on to I know you'll think I'm like the others before Who saw your name and number on the wall Jenny I've got your number I need to make you mine Jenny don't change your number Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Jenny Jenny you're the girl for me You don't know me but you make me so happy I tried to call you before but I lost my nerve I tried my imagination but I was disturbed Jenny I've got your number I need to make you mine Jenny don't change your number Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine I got it (I got it) I got it I got your number on the wall I got it (I got it) I got it For a good time, for a good time call Jenny I've got your number I need to make you mine Jenny I've called your number Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine Jenny Jenny who can I turn to (Eight six seven five three oh nine) For the price of a dime I can always turn to you (Eight six seven five three oh nine) Eight six seven five three oh nine Eight six seven five three oh nine five three oh nine... | ||||
| spe5150 | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 3:46 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | OK....so it's mostly an instrumental, and it's about a dead grandmother....but I think it still counts in this thread.  This message was edited by spe5150 on 9-8-01 @ 3:50 PM | ||||
| Ashley the Goer | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 4:07 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you Dear Prudence won't you come out and play Dear Prudence open up your eyes Dear Prudence see the sunny skies The wind is low the birds will sing that you are part of everything Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes? Look around round Look around round round Look around Dear Prudence let me see you smile Dear Prudence like a little child The clouds will be a daisy chain So let me see you smile again Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile? The sky was yellow and the sun was blue. | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 8:53 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | You fill up my senses like a night in the forest like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean you fill up my senses, come fill me again. Come let me love you, let me give my life to you let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you come let me love you, come love me again. You fill up my senses like a night in the forest like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean you fill up my senses, come fill me again. F U Pat Cooper!!! | ||||
| PeterDragon | posted on 09-08-2001 @ 11:37 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Alison by: Elvis Costello Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl. And with the way you look I understand that you are not impressed. But I heard you let that little friend of mine take off your party dress. I'm not going to get too sentimental like those other sticky valentines, 'cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody. I only know it isn't mine. Alison, I know this world is killing you. Oh, Alison, my aim is true. Well I see you've got a husband now. Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake? You used to hold him right in your hand. I'll bet he took all he could take. Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking when I hear the silly things that you say. I think somebody better put out the big light, cause I can't stand to see you this way. Alison, I know this world is killing you. Oh, Alison, my aim is true. My aim is true.  | ||||
| Fuct | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 1:27 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | JUDITH by A Perfect Circle You're such an inspiration for the ways That I will never ever choose to be oh so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you. Fuck your God your lord your Christ he did this took what you had and left you this way still you pray never stray never taste of the fruit never thought to question why. it's not like you killed someone it's not like you drove the hateful spear into his side praise the one who left you broken down and paralysed. he did it all for you. he did it all for you. oh so many ways for me to show you how your dogma has abandoned you pray to your Christ to your god never taste of the fruit never stray never break never choke on a lie even though he's the one who did this to you never thought to question why. not like you killed someone it's not like you drove the spiteful spear into his side talk to Jesus Christ as if he knows the reasons why. he did it all for you. he did it all for you. he did it all for you.  Remember how fun it was to make things out of big empty boxes? Like forts and stuff? The box to the new fridge was the best toy I ever had until my bastard of a father taped me in it overnight. | ||||
| Fuct | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 1:29 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | MAGDALENA by A Perfect Circle Overcome by your moving temple overcome by this holiest of altars so pure so rare to witness such a earthly goddess I lost my self control beyond compelled to throw this dollar down before your holiest of altars I'll sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time for one chance one kiss one taste of you my magdalena I've beared witness to this place, this lair, so long forgotten so pure, so rare, to witness such a lovely goddess and I'd sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time for one chance one kiss one taste of you my black madonna I'll sell my soul my self-esteem a dollar at a time for one taste of you my magdalena Remember how fun it was to make things out of big empty boxes? Like forts and stuff? The box to the new fridge was the best toy I ever had until my bastard of a father taped me in it overnight. | ||||
| Fuct | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 1:30 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | ROSE by A Perfect Circle Don't disturb the beast, the temperamental goat the snail. While he's feeding on the rose stay, frozen, compromise what I will I am Bend around the wind silently blown about again I'm treading so soft and lightly compromising my will I am I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Play dead pay your due. In the headlights locked down and terrified You're a deer in the headlights shut down and horrified When push comes to pull comes to shove comes to step around This self-destructive dance that never would have ended til I rose I roared aloud here I will I am I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Play dead Lay this knee down, Gun shy martyr pitiful I rose I roared I will I will Remember how fun it was to make things out of big empty boxes? Like forts and stuff? The box to the new fridge was the best toy I ever had until my bastard of a father taped me in it overnight. | ||||
| Fuct | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 1:32 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Aug. 01 | BRENA by A Perfect Circle My reflection wraps and pulls me under healing waters to be bathed in Brena Guide me safely in worlds I've never been to Heal me Heal me My dear Brena (Mull around) it's alright Heal me Heal me My dear Brena Show me lonely and show me openings To bring me closer to you My dear Brena (Mull around) it's alright Opening to... heal... Opening to... heal... Heal.. Heal.. Heal... Remember how fun it was to make things out of big empty boxes? Like forts and stuff? The box to the new fridge was the best toy I ever had until my bastard of a father taped me in it overnight. | ||||
| Oyster | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 7:58 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jul. 00 | ---*---PIXIES---*--- Number 13 baby got hair in a girl that flows to her bones and a comb in her pocket if the winds get blown stripes on her eyes when she walks slow but her face falls down when she go, go, go black tear falling on my lazy queen gotta tattooed tit say number 13 viva don't want no blue eyes la loma i want brown eyes rica i'm in a state choir in the yard in the house next door where a grandma brought some songs from the shore six foot girl gonna sweat when she dig stand close to the fire when they light the pig standing in her chinos shirt pulled off clean gotta tattooed tit say number 13 viva don't want no blue eyes la loma i want brown eyes rica i'm in a state Velouria hold my head we'll trampoline finally through the roof on to somewhere near and far in time velouria her covering travelling career she can really move oh velveteen! my velouria, my velouria even i'll adore you my velouria say to me where have you been finally through the roof and how does lemur skin reflect the sea? we will wade in the shine of the ever we will wade in the shine of the ever we will wade in the tides of the summer every summer every summer every my velouria my velouria forevergreen i know she's here in California i can see the tears of shastasheen my velouria, my velouria even i'll adore your my velouria Allison from distant star to this here bar the me, the you where are we now? horray the blues of everyone allison keeps a smile around a while he took no fright and jettisoned we'll go tonight to hear him tell "oh well" allison allison and when the planet hit the sun i saw the face of allison allison allison Thomas "Our love is rice and beans and horses lard" Black Francis  Click here Visit this Website for pictures of the TOADIES live at the Bowery Ballroom, Birch Hill Night Club and The Chance. | ||||
| Jennitalia | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 4:52 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | Bertha I had a hard run, runnin' from your window. I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care, I had a run in, run around, and run down. Run around the corner, corner, Lord run smack in to a tree. I had to move, really had to move, That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees, Bertha don't you come around here anymore. Dressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea. Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines. I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', I turned around to see, Heard a voice al callin', Lord you was commin' after me. I had to move, really had to move, That's why if you please, I am on my bendin knees, Bertha don't you come around here anymore. Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into Novato. It's all night pourin', pourin', pourin', Lord but not a drop on me. Test me, test me, Test me, test me, test me, Why don't you arrest me? Throw me in to the jailhouse, Lord until the sun goes down, 'till it goes down. I had to move, really had to move, That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees, Bertha don't you come around here anymore. I had to move, really had to move, That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees, Bertha don't you come around here anymore. | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 5:11 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | Spread out now Rosie Doctor come cut loose her mama's reins You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game You pick up Little Dynamite, I'm gonna pick up Little Gun And together we're gonna go out tonight And make that highway run You don't have to call me Lieutenant Rosie And I don't wanna be your son The only lover I'm ever gonna need's Your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue and Rosie you're the one Dynamite's in the belfry, playin' with the bats Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's Tryin' out his attitude on all the cats Papa's on the corner waitin' on the bus Mama she's home in the window, waitin' up for us She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs 'Cause you know we ain't gonna come I ain't here for business, I'm only here for fun Rosalita jump a little lighter Senorita come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie You know they're gonna be there Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billy They'll be comin' up for air We're gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool Stay out all night, It's gonna feel all right Rosie come out tonight Rosie come out tonight Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor Closets are for hangers, Winners use the door Rosalita jump a little lighter Senorita come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire Now I know your mama, she don't like me 'Cause I play in a rock and roll band And I know your daddy, he don't dig me But he never did understand Papa lowered the boom He locked you in your room I'm comin' to lend a hand I'm comin' to liberate you Confiscate you I want to be your man Someday we'll look back on this And it will all seem funny But now you're sad, your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Tell him this is the last chance To get his daughter in a fine romance Because a record company Rosie! Just gave me a big advance! My tires were slashed and I almost crashed But the Lord had mercy My machine she's a dud, out stuck in the mud Somewhere in the swamps of Jersey Hold on tight, Stay up all night 'Cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong By the time we meet the mornin' light I will hold you in my arms I know a pretty little place in Southern California Down San Diego way There's a little cafe Where they play guitars all night and day You can hear them in the back room strummin' So hold tight baby 'Cause don't you know daddy's comin'? Rosalita jump a little lighter Senorita come sit by my fire I just want to be your lover, ain't no liar Rosalita, you're my stone desire  Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
| The Painter 1/2 a bottle of Jack Daniels... it's a cure-all | posted on 09-09-2001 @ 7:07 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 00 | Bernadette The Four Tops (Written by Holland- Dozier- Holland) Bernadette, people are searchin' for the kind of love that we possess. Some go on searchin' their whole life through and never find the love I've found in you. And when I speak of you I see envy in other men's eyes, and I'm well aware of what's on their minds. They pretend to be my friend, when all the time they long to persuade you from my side. They'd give the world and all they own for just one moment we have known. Bernadette, they want you because of the pride that gives, But Bernadette, I want you because I need you to live. But while I live only to hold you, Some other men, they long to control you. But how can they control you Bernadette, when they can not control themselves, Bernadette, from wanting you, needing you, But darling you belong to me. I'll tell the world you belong to me, I'll tell the world, you're the soul of me, I'll tell the world you're a part of me. In your arms I find the kind of peace of mind the world is searching for, But you, you give me the joy this heart of mine has always been longing for. In you I have what other men long for. All men need someone to worship and adore, that's why I treasure you and place you high above, for the only joy in life is to be loved. So whatever you do, Bernadette, keep on loving me, Bernadette, keep on needing me, Bernadette.  | ||||
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