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Landslide
Stevie Nicks version I took my love, I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills Till the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? Mmm, mmm, mmm Well, I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I've built my life around you But time makes you bolder Even children get older and I'm getting older too Well, I've been afraid of changing 'Cause I've built my life around you But time makes you bolder Even children get older and I'm getting older too Oh, I'm getting older too Awh, take my love, take it down Awh, climb a mountain and turn around And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well, the landslide bring it down And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well, the landslide bring it down Oh, the landslide bring it down |
Honey I've been Thinking about You - Jackie Greene
I ain't interested in the clothes that you wear, in the car that you drive or the cut of your hair, Honey, you got something I can't compare, and I've been thinking about you... I don't really care about the weather outside, And I don't wanna talk about national pride, All that I need for to be satisfied is a woman who's nothing like me... Honey, there's fools, yes, there's fools such as I, And I can't tell you how, & I can't tell you why, Oh, no, honey, I just can't deny you at all... I won't be your two-weekend lover, Your boy in the back, your one or the other, And I ain't looking for a wife or a mother, And honey, I'm been thinking about you... Yeh, & maybe you're wrong, & maybe you're right, And maybe we can sit here & argue all night, Or maybe we just better turn out the lights, 'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you... Honey, I've been thinking about you for a while, And it's driving me wild, it's cramping my style, And I ain't asking you to walk down the aisle, but I... There's suitcase to staircase to candlelit room, I'll sift thru the silk, & the air of perfume, And I'll be loving you, baby, I'll be loving you soon, 'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you... I don't really care about your hot-blooded sister, I'm sure there's a man for to love her & miss her, I didn't mean nothing, I just happened to kiss her, But honey, I was thinking about you... I don't really care about your daddy's Corvette, Your house in the hills, or your pink private jet, Or the ring on your finger you say you regret, 'cuz honey, I've been thinking about you... Aw, rat race to car chase, trains in the station, Everyone wants to change their location, Everyone wants some new inspiration, But I can't stop thinking about you... |
Sex is Good
You know all my deepest secrets I think you know You know to keep 'em But I wonder if you know I hate sleeping alone So come and tell me what my kiss tastes like Don't wanna miss it So turn off the lights But I wonder if you know I hate sleeping alone [Chorus] I have to fake it I leave if I could I'm not in love But the sex is good You can't mistake it Because it's understood I'm not in love But the sex is good (yeahhh, mhm!) You got to know Know my weakness You always touch In all the right places We don't get along that well Not much for talk But you're hot as hell [Chorus] I have to fake it I leave if I could I'm not in love But the sex is good You can't mistake it Because it's understood I'm not in love But the sex is good (yeahhh mhm! yeahhh mhm!) [Verse 2] It's not like I wanna stick around It's just tonight I'm gonna lay you down (yeahhh) So now you know What my kiss tastes like So in the morning I say goodbye But I wonder If you know I hate sleeping alone [Chorus] I have to fake it I leave if I could I'm not in love But the sex is good You can't mistake it Because it's understood I'm not in love But the sex is good I have to fake it I leave if I could I'm not in love But the sex is good You can't mistake it Because it's understood I'm not in love But the sex is good (yeahhh mhm! yeahhh mhm!) |
And when I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines I'm with your ghost again It's a shame about the weather But I know soon we'll be together And I can't wait till then... I can't wait till then |
Auld Lang Syne
Seems appropriate for today ... ![]() Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot, and old lang syne? CHORUS: For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely you'll buy your pint cup! and surely I'll buy mine! And we'll take a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne. CHORUS We two have run about the slopes, and picked the daisies fine; But we've wandered many a weary foot, since auld lang syne. CHORUS We two have paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine; But seas between us broad have roared since auld lang syne. |
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Robbie Burns rules.
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Because I've had an extra glass (or two) of a good Merlot: The Youngbloods - Get Together
Cheers! :wine: |
Bad Girlfriend
My Girlfriend's a dick magnet My Girlfriend's gotta have it She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots, Tip the man he'll Ring the bell, get her drunk she'll scream like hell. Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town. Grab her ass, actin' tough. Mess with her, she'll fuck you up. No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's Comin' back to my place tonight! [Chorus:] She likes to shake her ass she grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down she's naughty to the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad, bad girlfriend! Red thong, Party's on, Love this song, sing along. Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home No one really knows if she's drunk or is she's stoned But she's coming back to my place tonight. I say No one really knows just how far she's gonna go, But I'm gonna find out later tonight [Chorus] Doesn't take her long to make things right. But does it make her wrong to Have the time of her life. the time of her life My girlfriend's a dick magnet My girlfriend's gotta have it She's a gold digger now you figure out it's over, pull the trigger. Futures finished, there it went, savings gone, The money spent I look around and all I see is, no good, bad and ugly, Man she's hot and fixed to be, the future Ex-Miss Connolly! [Chorus] She's a bad, bad girlfriend. She's a bad, bad girlfriend. |
Saw them sing that here w/ Daughtry in concert- awesome.
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I'm sure I've posted this here before, but I just heard this on the radio and damn, I love the Smashing Pumpkins version...
I took my love, I took it down I climbed a mountain and I turned around and I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills 'til the landslide brought it down Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? Well, I've been afraid of changing cause I've, built my life around you But time makes you bolder, even children get older And I'm getting older, too Well, I've been afraid of changing cause I've, built my life around you Time makes you bolder, even children get older And I'm getting older, too I get older, too I took my love and took it down I climbed a mountain, I turned around and if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills The landslide brought it down The landslide brought it down |
Top O' the Mornin' to Ya
She won't come, just when you want it Ya see, I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on You gotta right to the grill, I'm white and I ill A descendant of Dublin with titanic skill I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's broken Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin' On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin' On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the half Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin' The House Of Pain is pumpin', start jumpin' Freak it, funk it, back seat junk it If you can't get with it, you'll wind up sweatin' it Then you'll get a beatin' just like an egg It's so hard to run when you've got a broken leg But we can have a run off, the House Of Pain'll come off We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off The Irish style, the Celtic jazz No one has it, just us that's it If you try to take it, I got a big shileighly I don't have dreads cause I shave my head daily You call me a skin head, I call you a pin head Yo, where you been man, just like the tin man You got no heart, here comes the good part I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down No fuckin' around Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, trust me You shouldn't play, and by the way Top o' the mornin' to ya [Chorus] (What's the hassle man?) Top o' the mornin' to ya [2x] (Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?) Greetings, salutations Peace to the nations of Zulu and Islam Crack the bottle, rev the throttle Put the gear in, now you're stearin' Like Mario Antretti So let me kick it, cause I can make a wicked Noise like a cricket Rubbin' his legs, my rhymes are like eggs I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep sayin' 'em This is the House Of Pain, we're far from plain But we're not fancy, Ron and Nancy So just say no, but I say go Straight to hell, I kiss and tell So if you're a ho, all my friends know What you gotta say, let's hit the hay And have no delay, and yo, by the way Top o' the mornin' to ya [Chorus] Extra extra, read all about it How could ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it! The House Of Pain soon will reign Over the hip hop scene in white, gold, and green I rip shit and back flip like a Jedi I roll with the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I Come correct and get respect when I'm flowin' Collecting my dough, I got you're girlfriend ho-in' And how do I know that she's funk? I know she's broke cause yo, the T's hung like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like Sony So never ever try to play me out like a phony Cause I can get real thick like a bowl of Malt-o-Meal And by the way, top o' the mornin' to ya |
Love that one, LS!
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I was watching Daredevil for the millionth or so time and it got stuck in my head.
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I was a bus driver for a career. Love found me on my route. She stepped onboard, I turned her way, her ticket got punched, my wheels heated up, I gripped hard & we drove it home.
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