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- Hey Ladi - 06-06-2002
Shooting Star
Bad Company
Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song
Love Me Do, I think it was and from there it didn't take long
Got himself a guitar, used to play every night
Now he's in a rock & roll outfit, and everything's all right
Don't you know?
Johnny told his Momma, Hey Momma I'm goin' away
I'm gonna hit the big time, gonna be a big star someday
Momma came to the door with a tear drop in her eye
Johnny said, Don't cry Momma smile & wave goodbye
Don't you know, whoa, whoa
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, whoa, whoa
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are
Johnny made a record, went straight up to number one
Suddenly everyone loved to hear him play his song
Watching the world go by, surprisin' it goes so fast
Johnny looked around him and said, Hey, I made the big time at last
Don't you know, whoa, whoa, whoaaa
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know,
Don't you know that you are a shooting star,
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are
(guitar solo)
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
And all the world will love you just as long
As long as you are
Johnny died one night, died in his bed
Bottle of whiskey, sleepin' tablets by his head
Johnny's life passed him by like a warm summer day
If you listen to the wind sometime, you can still hear him play
Don't you know, whoa, whoa, whoaaa
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you know, don't you--
Don't you know that you are a shooting star
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you know
Don't you know you are a shooting star
(Na na na... etc...)
- Gooch - 06-06-2002
WEEN
(Orig lyrics by Prince)
Whooa, yeah, whoa, whoa, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, ahhhhhh, whoa, whoa, yeah
The lights go out, the smell of doom
I'll bet is creeping into your lonely room
The bed's on fire, your fate is sealed
And you're so tired, and the reason is Camille-mille
Shockadelica
The girl must be a witch
She's got your mind, body, and soul hitched
Shockadelica
You need a second opinion
But she never wears a stitch
So you can't take her home, she's got you tied with a golden rope
She won't let you play your guitar
And when you've cried enough
Maybe she'll let you up
For a nasty ride in her Shockadeli-car
Gonna make you beg!
Gonna make you beg
Gonna make you spread your leg
Gonna want it, gonna get it
And you'll never regret it
Talk to me lover, come on tell me what you taste
Didn't your mama tell you life is to good to waste?
Didn't she tell you that Lovesexy was the glam of them all?
If you can hang, you can trip on it
You surely won't fall
No side effects and the feeling last forever
Straight up - it tastes good
It makes you feel clever
You kiss your enemies like you know you should
Then you jerk your body like a horny pony would
You jerk your body like a horny pony would
Now run and tell your mama about that!
Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your cunt
Let me eat your body, baby, let me make you squeal and grunt
Let me show you how to please me baby
Let me show you how to tease me baby
Baby baby babe get down on your knees
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Come on baby, I got somethin' to say
Let me lick your pussy
I wanna say I wanna lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
I ain't messin' around - I ain't messin' around
I'm sayin' baby
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy
Oh baby, come here, let me tell you somethin'
How's your pussy baby?
Now we've all got something, you know what I mean?
You've got your pussy
Right there between your legs, baby
You know what it is, don't you? It's a pussy!
Oooh yeah!
You know what I wanna do what that pussy, baby?
You know what I wanna do?
Yeah, don't you, don't you, baby
Take it out, wanna take it to town
Make it feel good for me, bring it back to my place
Then I'm gonna...can you imagine baby?
Let me lick your pussy, oohooohooh
Let me lick your pussy, let me lick your pussy
Let me lick your pussy, oooh baby
Let me lick, let me lick, let me lick your pussy
Come here baby!
First we'll take a bath
Then I'll get my towel, baby
I'll wrap you up - I'm gonna wrap you up in my towel, baby
You know what I'm gonna do then
I just wanna say - you know baby, I could give a great massage
Oh, you can, Gener?
I say, yeah baby, I give you a massage like, like thirteen kings, baby
Oh, Gener!
I say, what you got between your legs, baby?
What does that have to do with a massage, baby?
You know, you know what I really want...it's your pussy baby
I wanna lick your pussy baby
Yeah, you know what I'm saying
You know what I'm saying
You got me going baby
Oh, you got me going like I never thought I'd go before
Shit baby! Come here! Let me lick your pussy!
Let me lick your pussy, baby
Let me lick your pussy!
- Hey Ladi - 06-06-2002
Nights In White Satin
Moody Blues
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.
Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.
And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
- Gooch - 06-06-2002
Doors
BACKDOOR MAN
Wha, yeah!
C'mon, yeah
Yeah, c'mon, yeah
Yeah, c'mon
Oh, yeah, ma
Yeah, I'm a backdoor man
I'm a backdoor man
The men don't know
But the little girl understand
Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep
I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
'Cause I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah
You men eat your dinner
Eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken
Than any man ever seen, yeah, yeah
I'm a backdoor man, wha
The men don't know
But the little girl understand
Well, I'm a backdoor man
I'm a backdoor man
Whoa, baby, I'm a backdoor man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
- Spitfire - 06-06-2002
<center><table style=filter:glow(color=black)><span style='font-size:11pt;line-height:100%'>S t o r m y D a y</table></span>
(Halfway to Gone)
Been doing time since the dawn of existence
Been getting high through a lot of persistence
I take a breath but I’m addicted to choking
I’m snorting nuggets, slamming drinking and smoking
I’m on my way
To a stormy day
But I’m on my way…
Been on the road many miles behind me
Those flashing lights that follow blind me
My 45 took the place of my lover
She didn’t like living life undercover
I’m on my way
To a stormy day
But I’m on my way…
I walk alone in the backwoods
But I’ll be fine
Get out of my way if you see me come
Or you’ll be mine
I can’t believe you were so naïve
My, my, my
Every time that I left the room
Your head was full of lies
I’ve been dry, mean as a snake
With a hell of a baseball bat
You can’t hold what you don’t own
So make damn sure of that
I am a mean motherfucker
--violent man
Do what you can to avoid me
Though it’s out of my hands</center>
- Maynard - 06-06-2002
<center>Stormy Weather
Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather,
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time.
Life is bare
Blooming misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poor self together
I'm wary all the time.
When he went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away
Old rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray
The Lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more
Can't go on
Everything I have is gone
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together
Keeps raining all the time.</center>
- kindred - 06-06-2002
<div align="center">RAINING IN BALTIMORE
This circus is falling down on its knees
The big top is crumbling down
It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one's around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
And I get no answers
And I don't get no change
It's raining in Baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train If I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Because I'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I think it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
</div>