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Grumpy SAGILLID The Midget Message Board Mauler rides his trusty mount Wilbur once again!! Internet Idiots beware!! | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 10:08 AM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Dec. 00 | Bad to the Bone On the day I was born, the nurses all gathered 'round And they gazed in wide wonder, at the joy they had found The head nurse spoke up, and she said leave this one alone She could tell right away, that I was bad to the bone Bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone I broke a thousand hearts, before I met you I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal I'll make an old woman blush, and make a young woman squeal I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone Newest member of Grumpy's Adopted Midgets: ShavinBush Any inappropriate behaviour should be reported to me. If you're having problems with your sig pic site host, feel free to go here: Visit this Website FROY WAS SAFE! | ||||
Grumpy SAGILLID The Midget Message Board Mauler rides his trusty mount Wilbur once again!! Internet Idiots beware!! | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 10:10 AM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Dec. 00 | I Really Like Girls Well, well I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls Yeah, I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls I like girls I like girls I like girls I like the way that they giggle, when they walk up and ask you to dance I like the way that they wiggle, wrapped up in the skin tight pants They got style They got smiles They drive me wild! Yeah, I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls Yes, I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls! I like them small I like 'em tall I like 'em all! Now it don't bother me, if a girl don't know how to cope Because the things that they know, how to do can't be learned in a book! They got smarts They got hearts They got my heart! That's why I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls Yeah, I really, really, really, really, really, really like girls! I want 'em small I want 'em tall I want 'em all! Every day in every way they're here to stay They're really really neat They're really sweet They're real petite I like girls! Newest member of Grumpy's Adopted Midgets: ShavinBush Any inappropriate behaviour should be reported to me. If you're having problems with your sig pic site host, feel free to go here: Visit this Website FROY WAS SAFE! This message was edited by Grumpy on 6-20-01 @ 10:18 AM | ||||
SpiritOfDirt | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 10:48 AM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | -I Drink Alone- I drink alone, yeah, with nobody else I drink alone, yeah, with nobody else You know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself Every morning just before breakfast, I don't want no coffee or tea Just me and good buddy Wiser, that's all I ever need 'Cause I drink alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself The other night I laid sleeping, and I woke from a terrible dream So I caught up my pal Jack Daniel's, and his partner Jimmy Beam And we drank alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself The other day I got invited to a party, but I stayed home instead Just me and my pal Johnny Walker, and his brothers Black and Red And we drank alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself My whole family done give up on me, and it makes me feel oh so bad The only one who will hang out with me, is my dear old granddad And we drink alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED .......Proud graduate of the Spitfire421 school of altered reality....... | ||||
spitfire421 | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 10:53 AM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | I come in last night about half past ten, that baby of mine wouldn't let me in So move it on over, rock it on over, move over little dog, the mean old dog is movin' in She told me not to mess around, but I done let the deal go down Move it on over, rock it on over, move over nice dog, the big fat dog is movin' in She changed the lock on my back door, now my key won't fit no more Move it on over, rock it on over, move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in She threw me out just as pretty as she pleased, pretty soon I'll be scratchin' fleas Move it on over, slide it on over, move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in Yeah, listen to me dog before you start to whine, that side yours and this side mine So move it on over, rock it on over, move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in Yeah, she changed the lock on my back door, now my key won't fit no more Move it on over, rock it on over, move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in Move it on over, move it on over Move it on over, won't'cha rock it on over Move over cool dog, the hot dog's movin' in | ||||
Mr. Brownstone | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 12:42 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | I was a rebel from the day i left school Grew my hair long and broke all the rules I'd sit and listen to my records all day With big ambitions of where i could play My parents taught me what life was about So i grew up the type they warned me about They said my friends were just an unruly mob And i should get a haircut and get a real job Get a haircut and get a real job Clean your act up and don't be a slob Get it together like your big brother bob Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job I even tried that 9 to 5 scene I told myself that it was all a bad dream I found a band and some good songs to play And now I party all night, I sleep all day I met this chick she was my No.1 fan She took me home to meet her mommy and dad They took one look at me and said ("oh my god") Get a haircut and get a real job Get a real job, why don't you get a real job Get a real job, why don't you get a real job I hit the big time with my rock 'n' roll band The future's brighter now than I'd ever planned I'm ten times richer than my big brother bob And he, he's got a haircut he's got a real job Why don't you get a haircut and get a real job I even tried that 9 to 5 scene There is a theory which states that if anyone discovers exactly what the universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another which staes this has already happened. ---Douglas Adams Now seeking junior Brownstones to adopt | ||||
Tequila Fez claims this land in the name of Portugal! Why worry about the train if it never makes it around the tracks?? IrishAlkey wuz here!!! | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 9:18 PM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went So I goes to the landlady I said you let me slide? I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said you got the rent money yet? I said no, can't find no job Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post I said but I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days? He said let me go and ask my wife He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said I don't know man ah she kinda funny, you know I said I know, everybody funny, now you funny too So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said yeah? I said oh yeah And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said look man, come down here So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Now by this time I'm plenty high You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want this time? I said look man, a-what time is it? He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer AOL - oanda1027fm | ||||
Q_instupid | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 11:24 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | quote: Thanks Tequila, i could never figure out what he was saying I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter | ||||
Tequila Fez claims this land in the name of Portugal! Why worry about the train if it never makes it around the tracks?? IrishAlkey wuz here!!! | posted on 06-20-2001 @ 11:51 PM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | No problem 1/2 TTB AOL - oanda1027fm | ||||
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