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Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - Grizzly - 04-08-2004
Magdalena
Hey!
Ha!
Ooh!
There was a man
A little ole man
Who lived in Montreal
With a wife and a kid
And a car and a house
And a teenage daughter
With a see-thru blouse
Who loved to grunt and ball--
And her name was Magdalena
Magdalena . . .
The little ole man
Came home one night
To his house in Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
And threw her up
Against the wall
(BLUE CROSS!)
Magdalena . . .
My daughter dear,
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near.
My daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near.
I work so hard,
Don't you understand,
Making maple syrup
For the pancakes of our land.
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man?
What that can do to a man?
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man?
What that can do to a man?
The little ole man
With the grubby little hand
Who lived in Montreal
Was drooling a bit
As he reached for her tit
And he said to himself:
"This is gonna be it!"
But the girl turned around
And said: "Go eat shit!"
And ran on down the hall.
Right on, Magdalena!
My daughter dear,
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near.
My daughter dear
Do not be concerned when your
Canadian daddy comes near.
I work so hard,
Don't you understand,
Making maple syrup
For the pancakes of our land.
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man?
What that can do to a man?
Do you have any idea?
What that can do to a man?
What that can do to a man?
(Tell 'em!)
Magdalena, don't you tease me like this
Right in the hallway with your blouse and your tits
If your mommy ever finds us like this
She'll call a lawyer, oh how mom will be pissed
DOODLE DOODLE DOODLE DUH-DUH DEE-UH
DOODLE DOODLE DOODLE DUH-DUH DEE-UH
DOODLE DOODLE DOODLE DUH-DUH DEE-UH
DOODLE DOODLE DOODLE DUH-DUH DEE-UH-WAH . . .
Magdalena, Magdalena, Magdalena, Magdalena,
daughter of the smog-filled winds of Los Angeles,
I'd like to take you in the closet and take off your little clothes
until you are virtually stark raving nude,
spread mayonaise
and kaopectate all over your body
and take you down to Hollywood Boulevard
and we can,
we can walk down the streets
by the stars that say Jon Provost and Leo G. Carroll together, baby.
We can go dancing up at the Cinegrill
can't you see it: Frank Pernell and us, until dark,
don't you understand, my baby?
I didn't mean, I didn't need, I mean . . .
it was so hard for me . . .
I just . . .
I saw you standing under the Shell pest strip late last night,
in the light,
with your little nipples protruding through your little see-thru thingie,
and I just said:
'My god, my god, I gave my sperm to this thing!'
And now I just,
oh, you got me so hard, I just,
I don't know what to do, Magdalena, don't you understand?
So I grabbed you, but,
but don't hold it against me, I mean,
your mom will never know, baby,
and I wantcha to come back to me,
I mean . . . do you understand me? I want you to . . .
I'm down on my knees to ya, Magdalena!
I wantcha ta walk back to me, baby,
I wantcha to turn around by the Sparkletts machine.
That's it! That's it!
In the little chartreuse hallway with the little neon Jesus picture on the wall,
and I want you to step, baby,
I want you to walk back in your five inch spike heels that you got at Frederick's,
same time you and your mommy got that crotchless underwear last year for Christmas,
and I want you to stroll back to me, baby
Walk back, baby, don'tcha understand me, baby?
I want you to walk back
I'm down on bended knees, baby
I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I wanna take off your little training bra
Don't you understand me?
I'm gonna take off you little maroon hot pants
I'm gonna get down on my knees, baby,
dont'cha understand what I'm saying to you?
Your mom will never know,
she's playing bridge with the girls,
and you and I . . .
you and I go sucking som'thing, baby,
it's just you and I, don'tcha understand?
We can make love all night long,
nobody will ever know,
come on, Magdalena!
Please, little girl,
walk back to your daddy,
what did I do that was so wrong?
My God, I was only following the sexual impulse like I heard on the Johnny Carson Show
from a book or something I wrote,
I didn't know what I was doing
I got carried away
What can I say like . . . like . . .
walk back, baby,
come on,
oh, please, you gotta walk back, baby, walk back,
walk back to your daddy!
Come on, Magdalena, to your daddy, baby,
you gotta walk back, baby, walk back,
walk back, baby, walk back,
your mom will never know,
your mom will never know,
walk back, baby, walk back,
walk back, baby, walk back,
Magdalena, come back,
come back to you daddy,
walk back, baby,
walk back, baby,
walk, walk, walk, walk,
WALK!
Walk to your daddy,
come on down, stroll it around of me,
I'm down on my knees, don't you understand?
Your mom will never know,
I told you so . . .
(I love you, Magdalena!)
You know what . . .
I said . . .
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 04-09-2004
Beastie Boys
<b>Gratitude</b>
Good times gone
And you missed them
What's gone wrong
In your system
Things they bounce
Like a Spalding
What'd you think
Did you miss your calling
It's so free
This kind of feeling
It's like life
It's so appealing
When you've got so much to say
It's called gratitude & that's right!
Good times gone
But you feed it
Hate's grown strong
You feel you need it
Just one thing
Do you know what you think
That the world owes you
What's gonna set you free
Look inside and you'll see
When you've got so much to say
It's called gratitude & that's right!
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 04-09-2004
2PAC
<b>"All About U"</b>
You probably crooked as the last trick
Wanna laugh about how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch?
Thinking I had her but she had me in the long run
Its just my luck I'm stuck fuckin with wrong one, uh
Wise decisions based on lies we living
Skandalous times is games like my religion
You could be rolling with a thug
Instead you with this sweet scrub
Looking for some love
In every club, I see you standing like you want it
Well baby if ya got it better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin in walls as I pause
Addicted to the fast life
I try to holler but you tell me you're taken
Sayin you ain't impressed with the money I'm make
Guess its true what they telling me
Fresh out of jail lights hell for a black celebrity
So thats the reason why I call
And maybe you with it
Fantasies of the sweatin
Can I hit it? (hahaha)
Addicted to the things you do
Its still true what I'm saying Boo
Cause this is All About U
Every other city we go
Every other video
(its all about you)
No matter where I go
I see the same hoe
[repeat]
I'll make a promise if ya go with me
Just let me know, I'll have you hollering
My name out before I leave
Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga
I only hang out with the criminals and the drug dealers
I love niggas
Cause we coming from the same place
Witness me holler at a hoochie, see how quick the game takes
How can I tell her I'm a playa
And I don't even care
Creep though
Weed smokes in the air
Everywhere I go, its all about the groupie hoes
waiting for niggas at the end of every show
I just seen ya in my friends video
Never put you on my friends so here we go
Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm going through
It's All About U
(Yeah nigga, its All About U)
[Chorus 2X]
Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu?
It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew
Every other city we go and every video
Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty hoe
You think it's all about you?
Well, boo, I gets down like Dru and my nasty new niggas, too
You couldn't hold me back
It'll take a fatter track, a lyrical attack
Or perhaps it was a visual bluff
When I started to snaps all your ?
Straight in control
?Flows are full?
Why hold a cold stroll?
Coldest set
I told you I'm as gold
And that's gold diggin
Cold diggin a ?
I slide in easily
Try a grizzly
Sluts know the cuts
I came to fuck
Try skeezin me
Runnin up in this
It's like ? when I bring ya the most
I fuck a bitch from the West coast
[Chorus 4X]
(You know what I'm saying?)
Every other city we go
I see the same hoes
In the studio, that kickin it in the video
It's gotta be the same ass and thighs
But you's a groupie baby, and don't look surprised
I can see it in your eyes, that you ain't nothing but a trick
Hanging with us, for some superstar dick
Want an autograph placed on her napkin
After she asks "Ain't you the Top Dogg and don't you be rappin?"
She know whats crackin
Peep shows like Luke
From the limos, down to the Lexus coupes
We be flossin, and all females love that
Especially when you're dope, platinum, and your own ?
So when I met you
I really didn't have to say much
Cause me alone
Just made you want to taste and touch
Don't be trippin if I run up in you and your whole crew
I'ma still let you know girl, that it's all about you
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 04-09-2004
Jefferson Airplane
White Rabbit
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small,
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call.
call Alice
When she was just small.
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off her head
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head. Feed your head."
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - JJ - 04-11-2004
The Hollies - Bus Stop
Bus Stop
wet day
she's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella.
Bus comes
bus goes
she stays
love grows
Under my umbrella.
AII that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it
By August she was mine.
E'very morning I would see her
Waiting at the stop.
Sometimes she'd shop
And she would show me what she'd bought.
Other people stared
As if we were both quite insane.
Some day 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 that queue.
Came the sun
the ice was melting
No more shelt'ring now.
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow.
Bus Stop
wet day
she's there
I say:
Please share my umbrella
The Hollies - Long Cool Woman (In A Black Dress)
Saturday night I was down town
working for the F.B.I.
sitting in a nest of bad men
iskey bottles piling high
boot legging boozer on the west side
full of people who are doing wrong
just about to call up the D.A. man
when I heard this woman singing a song.
A pair of forty fives made me open my eyes
my temperature started to rise
she was a long cool woman in a black dress
just a five nine
beautiful
tall
with just one look I was a bad mess
'cos that long cool woman had it all.
Saw her heading to the table
well a tall walking big black cat
when Charlie said "I hope that you're able
boy"
well
I'm telling you she knows where it's at
well suddenly we heard a siren
and ev'rybody started to run
a jumping out of doors and tables
well I heard somebody shooting a gun.
Well the D.A. was pumping my left hand
and a she a holding my right
and I told her don't get scared
'cos you're gonna be spared
and I gotta be popular now
if I wanna spend my living with
a long cool woman in a black dress
just a five nine
beautiful
tall
with just one look I was a bad mess
'cos that long cool woman had it all
had it all
had it all
had it all.
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 04-11-2004
OASIS
Hello
I don't feel as if I know you
You take up all my time
The days are long and the night will throw you away
Coz the sun don't shine
Nobody ever mentions the weather can make or break your day
Nobody ever seems to remember life is a game we play
We live in the shadows and we had the chance and threw it away
And it's never gonna be the same
Cos the years are following by like the rain
And it's never gonna be the same
'Til the life I knew comes to my house and says
Hello
There ain't no sense in feeling lonely
They got no faith in you
But I've got a feeling you still owe me
So wipe the shit from your shoes
Nobody ever mentions the weather can make or break your day
Nobody ever seems to remember life is a game we play
We live in the shadows and we had the chance and threw it away
And it's never gonna be the same
Cos the years are following by like the rain
And it's never gonna be the same
'Til the life I knew comes to my house and says
Hello
Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
It's good to be back
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - JJ - 04-11-2004
Oasis - Don't Go Away
A Cold and frosty morning there's not a lot to say
About the things caught in my mind
As the day was dawning my plane flew away
With all the things caught in my mind
And I wanna be there when you're...
Coming down
And I wanna be there when you hit the ground
So don't go away say what you say
But say that you'll stay
Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time yes I need more time
Just to make things right
Damn my situation and the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind
Damn my education I can't find the words to say
About all the things caught in my mind
Me and you what's going on?
All we seem to know is how to show
The feelings that are wrong
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - JJ - 04-11-2004
Soul Asylum - Runaway Train
Call you up in the middle of the night
Like a firefly without a light
You were there like a blow torch burning
I was a key that could use a little turning
So tired that I couldn't even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't keep
Promised myself I wouldn't weep
One more promise I couldn't keep
It seems no one can help me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really led myself astray
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here no there
Can you help me remember how to smile
Make it somehow all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get so jaded
Life's mystery seems so faded
I can go where no one else can go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train
Everything is cut and dry
Day and night, earth and sky
Somehow I just don't believe it
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Bought a ticket for a runaway train
Like a madman laughin' at the rain
Little out of touch, little insane
Just easier than dealing with the pain
Runaway train never going back
Wrong way on a one way track
Seems like I should be getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here nor there
Runaway train never comin' back
Runaway train tearin' up the track
Runaway train burnin' in my veins
Runaway but it always seems the same
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GreasyItalianPrincess - 04-11-2004
Green Day
Waiting
I've been waiting a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined
For anything...at all
Downtown lights will be shining
On me like a diamond
Ring out under the midnight hour
No one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late ready or not at all
I'm so much closer than
I have ever known...
Wake up
Dawning of a new era
Calling...don't let it catch you falling
Ready or not at all
So close enough to taste it
Almost...I can embrace this
Feeling....on the tip of my tongue
I'm so much closer than
I have ever known...
Wake up
Better thank your lucks stars....
I've been waiting a lifetime
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all
Dumbstruck
Colour me stupid
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Where I'm going if I get there...
At all....
Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars..
Lyrics and nothing else... no reason for posting the lyrics, no theme to the lyrics, no sense, no nothing... just lyrics - GMANN - 04-15-2004
Hank Williams, Jr.
Family Tradition
Country music singers are a really close family
but lately some of my kin folks have disowned a few otha's and me
i guess its because i kinda changed my direction
Lord, i guess i went and broke their family tradition
they get on me wanna know Hank why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
over and over everybody made my prediction
so if i get stoned I'm just carryin' on an old family tradition
I am very proud of my daddy's name
although his kinda music and mine ain't exactly the same
stop and think it over, put yourself in my position
if i get stoned and sing all night long it's a family tradition
Don't ask me Hank why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
If I'm down in a Honky-Tonk, some ol' slicks tryin to give me friction
I say leave me alone I'm singin all night long it's a family tradition
Lord I have loved some ladies and I have loved Jim Beam
and they both tried to kill me in 1973
when that doctor asked me, "Son how did you get in this condition?"
I said hey sawbones I'm just carryin on an old family tradition
So don't ask me Hank why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Stop and think it over, Try and put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long It's just a family tradition