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Dedicate a song to MickG. Hit me with your best shot. I Love Rock N Roll. Everybody wants to rule the world. Come on feel the noise. News: Prince pulls his head out his ass in the last moment.
Bad News: Prince wasted too much quality time doing so. You have those internalized issues because you want to, you like to, stop. | |
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LleeLlee said: no.
why not? News: Prince pulls his head out his ass in the last moment.
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MickG said: LleeLlee said: no.
why not?  | |
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MickG said: LleeLlee said: no.
why not? Dont cry, I cant think of one. I just thought of one: Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) >From In Living Color and movie scripts To On the 6 to J. Lo to this headline clips I stayed grounded as the amounts roll in I'm real, I thought I told you I really been on Oprah That's just me Nothin phony, don't hate on me What you get is what you see Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) I'm down to earth like this Rockin this business I've grown up so much I'm in control and loving it Rumors got me laughing, kid Love my life and my public Put God first Then can't forget to stay real To me it's like breathing Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) It take hard work to cash checks So don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, now assets You get back what you put out Even if you take the good route Can't count the hood out After a while, you know who to blink with Just keep it real with the ones came in with Best thing to do is stay low, LOX and J.Lo Act like they don't, but they know Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)  | |
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Do You Know the Muffin Man.
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LleeLlee said: MickG said:
why not? Dont cry, I cant think of one. I just thought of one: Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block... Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)  too funny..... | |
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LleeLlee said: MickG said:
why not? Dont cry, I cant think of one. I just thought of one: Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) >From In Living Color and movie scripts To On the 6 to J. Lo to this headline clips I stayed grounded as the amounts roll in I'm real, I thought I told you I really been on Oprah That's just me Nothin phony, don't hate on me What you get is what you see Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) I'm down to earth like this Rockin this business I've grown up so much I'm in control and loving it Rumors got me laughing, kid Love my life and my public Put God first Then can't forget to stay real To me it's like breathing Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) It take hard work to cash checks So don't be fooled by the rocks that I got, now assets You get back what you put out Even if you take the good route Can't count the hood out After a while, you know who to blink with Just keep it real with the ones came in with Best thing to do is stay low, LOX and J.Lo Act like they don't, but they know Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!) Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block Used to have a little, now I have a lot No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)  My ears are bleeding just thinking about JLO's singing voice looking for you in the woods tonight Switch FC SW-2874-2863-4789 (Rum&Coke) | |
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Unskinny Bop
Poison What's got you so jumpy? Why can't you sit still, yeah? Like gasoline you wanna pump me And leave me when you get your fill, yeah Every time I touch you honey you get hot I want to make love you never stop Come up for air you push me to the floor What's been going on in that head of yours Chorus: Unskinny bop Just blows me away Unskinny bop, bop All night and day Unskinny bop, bop, bop, bop She just loves to play Unskinny bop nothin' more to say You look at me so funny Love bite got you acting oh so strange You got too many bees in your honey Am I just another word in your page, yeah, yeah Every time I touch you honey you get hot I want to make love you never stop Come up for air you push me to the floor What's been going on in that head of yours Chorus You're sayin' my love won't do ya But that ain't love written on your face Well honey I can see right through ya We'll see whose ridin' who at the end of the race Solo What's right What's wrong What's left What the hell is going on Chorus | |
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luv4all7 said: Unskinny Bop
Poison What's got you so jumpy? Why can't you sit still, yeah? Like gasoline you wanna pump me And leave me when you get your fill, yeah Every time I touch you honey you get hot I want to make love you never stop Come up for air you push me to the floor What's been going on in that head of yours Chorus: Unskinny bop Just blows me away Unskinny bop, bop All night and day Unskinny bop, bop, bop, bop She just loves to play Unskinny bop nothin' more to say You look at me so funny Love bite got you acting oh so strange You got too many bees in your honey Am I just another word in your page, yeah, yeah Every time I touch you honey you get hot I want to make love you never stop Come up for air you push me to the floor What's been going on in that head of yours Chorus You're sayin' my love won't do ya But that ain't love written on your face Well honey I can see right through ya We'll see whose ridin' who at the end of the race Solo What's right What's wrong What's left What the hell is going on Chorus  | |
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Patti-cake, Patti-cake, bakers man...
Bake me a cake as fast you can! ~Please... I will pick it up later. | |
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Freespirit said: Patti-cake, Patti-cake, bakers man...
Bake me a cake as fast you can! ~Please... I will pick it up later.  Yes!...It's Pat-a-cake. Pat-a-cake...
...but,  it, Free and me want some cake, Mick!
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Red red wine goes to my head
Makes me forget that I still need you so Red red wine It's up to you All I can do I've done Memories won't go Memories won't go I have sworn every time Thoughts of you would leave my head I was wrong, now I've found Just one thing makes me forget... Red red wine Stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearing apart My blue blue heart I have sworn every time Thoughts of you would leave my head I was wrong, now I've found Just one thing makes me forget... Red red wine Stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearing apart My blue blue heart | |
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SHANNA said: Freespirit said: Patti-cake, Patti-cake, bakers man...
Bake me a cake as fast you can! ~Please... I will pick it up later. Yes!...It's Pat-a-cake. Pat-a-cake...
...but, it, Free and me want some cake, Mick!
You mean I have been singing it wrong this whole time...
I taught Montessori for 9 years... I cloned Hmmm, let's see.... let's say 30 x 9...at its bare minimum. 270-300 children and when they grow up... they will teach their children... Patti-cake, Patti-cake... What have I done!?  Millions of children will be singing...
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Freespirit said: SHANNA said: Yes!...It's Pat-a-cake. Pat-a-cake...
...but, it, Free and me want some cake, Mick!
You mean I have been singing it wrong this whole time...
I taught Montessori for 9 years... I cloned Hmmm, let's see.... let's say 30 x 9...at its bare minimum. 270-300 children and when they grow up... they will teach their children... Patti-cake, Patti-cake... What have I done!? Millions of children will be singing...
Shanna
Julie!...You've taught them all with the most loving intentions, yes  ...but, whenever they come back for you, you'll be waiting, right?
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I am cracking up... why don't you come over for a cup of tea Shanna Love.
SHANNA said: Freespirit said: You mean I have been singing it wrong this whole time...
I taught Montessori for 9 years... I cloned Hmmm, let's see.... let's say 30 x 9...at its bare minimum. 270-300 children and when they grow up... they will teach their children... Patti-cake, Patti-cake... What have I done!? Millions of children will be singing...
Shanna
Julie!...You've taught them all with the most loving intentions, yes ...but, whenever they come back for you, you'll be waiting, right?
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Freespirit said: I am cracking up... why don't you come over for a cup of tea Shanna Love.
YES, Julie, yes! 
SHANNA said:
Julie!...You've taught them all with the most loving intentions, yes ...but, whenever they come back for you, you'll be waiting, right?
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SHANNA said: Freespirit said: I am cracking up... why don't you come over for a cup of tea Shanna Love.
YES, Julie, yes!
 News: Prince pulls his head out his ass in the last moment.
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MickG said: SHANNA said: And Mick, will you please supply us the cake. We will pay.
As for another song... It won't allow me to copy and paste. | |
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MickG said: SHANNA said: Of course you're welcome too Mick, right Jules. | |
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SHANNA said: MickG said: Of course you're welcome too Mick, right Jules. Mr. and Mrs. Mick , he knows this already.  | |
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The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in Like cattle You run Stripped of Your lifes worth Human mice, for the angel of death Four hundred thousand more to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Sadistic, surgeon of demise Sadist of the noblest blood Destroying, without mercy To benefit the aryan race Surgery, with no anesthesia Fell the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down screaming out to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of death Pumped with fluid, inside your brain Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes Burning flesh, drips away Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil Frigid cold, cracks your limbs How long can you last In this frozen water burial? Sewn together, joining heads Just a matter of time til you rip yourselves apart Millions laid out in their Crowded tombs Sickening ways to achieve The holocaust Seas of blood, bury life Smell your death as it burns Deep inside of you Abacinate, eyes that bleed Praying for the end of Your wide awake nightmare Wings of pain, reach out for you His face of death staring down, Your blood running cold Injecting cells, dying eyes Feeding on the screams of The mutants hes creating Pathetic harmless victims Left to die Rancid angel of death Flying free angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of death Angel of death  | |
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Feelings, nothing more than feelings
Trying to forget my feelings of love Teardrops rolling down on my face Trying to forget my feelings of love Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it I wish I've never met you, girl You'll never come again Feeling, woo-o-o feeling Woo-o-o, feel you again in my arms Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you And feelings like I'll never have you again in my heart Feelings, for all my life I'll feel it I wish I've never met you, Mick; you'll never come again Feelings, feelings like I've never lost you And feelings like I'll never have you again in my life Feelings, woo-o-o feeling it, woo-o-o, feeling again in my arms Feelings I need a tissue No More Haters on the Internet. | |
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My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then Makes no difference what group I'm in I am everyday people, yeah yeah There is a blue one who can't accept the green one For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Oh sha sha - we got to live together I am no better and neither are you We are the same whatever we do You love me you hate me you know me and then You can't figure out the bag l'm in I am everyday people, yeah yeah There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair For bein' such a rich one that will not help the poor one And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee Oh sha sha-we got to live together There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one That won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one And different strokes for different folks | |
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