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| GrkqtOandAfan Claim staked by FTL. | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 8:11 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00  | Words and Music: Sade Adu and St. John -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He's laughing with another girl And playing with another heart. Placing high stakes, making hearts ache. He's loved in seven languages. Diamond nights and ruby lights, high in the sky. Heaven help him, when he falls. Diamond life, lover boy. We move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy. City lights and business nights. When you require streetcar desire for higher heights. No place for beginners or sensitive hearts When sentiment is left to chance. No place to be ending but somewhere to start. No need to ask. He's a smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator. Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male. Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale. Face to face, each classic case. We shadow box and double cross, Yet need the chase. A license to love, insurance to hold. Melts all your memories and change into gold. His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold. No need to ask. He's a smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator. Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male. Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale. Smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator, smooth operator...  CIT (Cuties in Training): none, have room for 2 email me if you want to be a Cutie Yahman - Certified Cutie as of 6/19/01 | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 8:15 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | As he came into the window Was a sound of a crescendo He came into her apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet She was sitting at the table He could see she was unable So she ran into the bedroom She was struck down It was her doom Annie, are you OK Are you OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK You OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK Will you tell us that you're OK There's a sign at the window That he struck you A crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet Then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie You've been hit by You've been struck by A smooth criminal So they came into the outway It was Sunday What a black day I could feel your salutation Sounding heartbeats Intimidations Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK Will you tell us that you're OK There's a sign at the window That he struck you A crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet Then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie You've been hit by You've been struck by A smooth criminal Annie, are you OK Will you tell us that you're OK There's a sign at the window That he struck you A crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet Then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie Annie, are you OK You OK Are you OK, Annie you've been hit by you've been struck by a smooth criminal  remembering everything you've said Your silence gets us nowhere Gets us nowhere way too fast | ||||
| CantHandleMyBooty | posted on 07-30-2001 @ 8:24 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | SMOOTH Man it's a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My Muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa You're my reason for reason The step in my groove Chorus: And if you said this life ain't good enough I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood Cause you're so smooth And it's like the ocean under the moon Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin' that could be so smooth Give me your heart Make it real Or else forget about it Well I'll tell you one thing If you would leave it be a crying shame In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm on your radio You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow Turning you round and round Chorus And it's like the ocean under the moon Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin' that could be so smooth Give me your heart Make it real Or else forget about it Or let's forget about it (repeat)  And the winter is looking fine. I think the sun will shine again. And i feel I've cleaned my mind. All the past is left behind again. I said Goodbye to Romance... | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 12:56 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Smooth Operator - Big Daddy Kane Well excuse me, take a few minutes, to mellow out Big Daddy Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about a minimum length, of rhymes of strength and power, so listen to the man of the hour Flow and go to a slow tempo and you know sing hoe, swing low, then yo the show will go on, as I perform Transformin on stage like a Decepticon But I'm not animated like a cartoon I'm for real, shootin lyrics like a harpoon Across the crowd, the listeners, the spectators So let's groove with the smooth operator "cause I'm so smooth..." --> Rakim (repeat 2X) The B-I-G, D-A-double-D-Y-K-A-N-E I'm good and plenty, servin many and any competition, wishin for an expedition I'm straight up dissin and dismissin, listen Rappers act so wild, and love to profile Frontin hard but ain't got no style I give nightmares to those who compete Freddy Krueger, walkin on Kane Street Confuse and lose abuse and bruise the crews who choose to use my name wrong, they pay dues Destruction from the exterminator But in a calm manner, cause I'm a smooth operator "cause I'm so smooth..." --> Rakim (repeat 2X) Now girls step up to this One simple kiss, and it's over Miss Sold to nice dreamers, high as the price seem girlfriend, you been scooped like ice cream So just swing or fling a gathering try to cling Cause It's a Big Daddy Thing And I'm lovin em right word is bond So just play Marvin Gaye and Let's Get It On I make it real good like Dr. Feelgood To make sure that my point is understood That when it comes to this there's none greater Sincerely yours... the smooth operator "cause I'm so smooth..." --> Rakim (repeat 2X) Now ain't that the pot callin the kettle black Sayin I'm a new jack, you need to be smacked The smooth way I say em and the way I display em to make them sound different in a way that's gifted and hey I'm, makin sure every lyric is done fine And I make one line, bright as the sunshine Attack you like Robatussin on a cough If you know like I know -- step off! Competition, I'ma get rid of You can't get a bit of, so just consider a break or rest vacation hibernation And make way for my smooth operation I'm a smooth operator "cause I'm so smooth..." --> Rakim (repeat 2X) Ahhhhh yeahhh, and you don't stop Genuine for eighty-nine And I still ain't half-steppin, peace!  | ||||
| WoundedAngel Absolutely spectacular, and 1337 as hell. | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 12:56 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | - Deep Purple Black suede, don't mean you're good for me Black suede, just brings your mystery I want to be inside of you But you're black and I don't know what to do You're a smooth dancer But it's alright Cos I'm a freelancer And you can never break me though you try To make me think you're magical Baby, you're the one who can never see the sun Because it don't shine nightly Don't you look at me because I'm gonna shake free You'd better hang on tightly You wanna rule the world, but you're acting like a girl Who's got a false pregnancy You've swollen up inside with nothing but your pride And yet you keep on dancing Black suede, don't waste your time on me Black suede, I sense your mockery I tried to go along with you But you're black and I know just what to do You're a smooth dancer But it's alright Cos I'm a freelancer And you can never break me though you try To make me think you're magical I think you're crazy, your two-timing ways They don't bother me none You'd better do it right because one day or night I'm gonna walk to freedom You know I loved you once and I wanna love again But you don't give nothing You can see it in my eyes so you've got to realize Baby, I ain't bluffing Black suede, don't waste your time on me Black suede, don't bring me misery I tried to be inside of you But you're black and now I know what to do You're a smooth dancer But it's alright Cos I'm a freelancer And I can tell you're faking though you try To make me think you're magical Baby, you're the one who can never see the sun Bacause it don't shine nightly Don't you look at me because I'm gonna shake free You'd better hang on tightly You know I loved you once and I wanna love again But you don't give nothing You can see it in my eyes so you've got to realize Baby, I ain't bluffing Baby, you can rock'n'roll But you can never show your soul, smooth dancer  | ||||
| Lord Duvious | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 1:18 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jul. 01 | Rico Suave Gerardo Seguro que han oÃdo que yo soy educado Soy un caballerito un chico bien portado Un joven responsible y siempre bien vestido Yo no se quien ha mentido I don't drink or smoke ain't into dope Won't try no coke, ask me how I do it, I cope My only addiction has to do with the female species I eat 'em raw like sushi No me gustan ternos, mi estilo es moderno Si me enterno, you me enfermo Mi apariencia es dura, vivo en la locura No me vengan con ternuras So please don't judge a book by its cover There's more to being a latin lover You got to know how to deal with a woman That won't let go The price you pay for being a gigolo There's not a woman that can handle A man like me That's why I juggle two or three I ain't one to commit, you can omit that bit You pop the question that's it Haber uno, dos, tres, cuatro mujeres Y la situació allà no muere No es un delito calmo mi apetito Con un llanto o un grito So again don't let my lyrics mislead you I don't love you but I need you Would you rather have me lie Take a piece of your pie and say bye Or be honest and rub your thighs Well, it's ten o'clock and I'm two hours late I never said I was a prompt date But you kept persisting that I meet your parents Huh, they're going to love my appearance Ding dong el timbre suena Tu madre abre, que vieja mas buena Le digo ¡Hola! Pero no para bola Que se ha creido vieja chola Go and serve the food mom Que tengo ambre If you don't hurry, me va a dar un calambre Y usted señor? Why's your chin on the floor? Sierra la boca por favor What's this amor, these little huevos? Esto sà que yo no pruebo I'm used to good ol' fashioned Homestyle Spanish cooking If i try that I'll be puking Well it's been a pleasure but we got to go Regresaremos temprano Cinco, seis, o siete de la mañana Su hija esta en buenas manos  | ||||
| GrkqtOandAfan Claim staked by FTL. | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 1:35 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | thank you Lord Doofus, for putting that stupid ass song in my thread...lol geez freakin Rico Suave, now i cant stop humming it CIT (Cuties in Training): none, have room for 2 email me if you want to be a Cutie Yahman - Certified Cutie as of 6/19/01 | ||||
| Lord Duvious | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 2:01 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jul. 01 | You're quite welcome :) If you need anything else, just let me know. I'm sure I could come up with another stupid song you'll get stuck in your head. This message was edited by Lord Duvious on 7-31-01 @ 2:04 AM | ||||
| Kim | posted on 07-31-2001 @ 7:29 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Smooth How do you retain your cool, Seems you love breaks all the rules, You may think that I'm a pro, But I can never seem to keep my control. How can you stand to take things so slow. Look at you, You're so smooth, When I'm around you, I can't keep my cool I'm so used to getting what I want When I want it, and where I want it. But in your field I"m inexperienced, So inexperienced, Baby I'm delirious Look at you, You're so smooth. When I'm around you , I can't keep my cool I can't keep my cool When you're around, I won't be the fool You may that I don't know But all the things I want are in my control  The autumn breeze of a single night of love is better than a hundred thousand years of sterile sitting meditation." "Nunc scio quit sit amor." "The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves." -Victor Hugo | ||||
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