no

This is it
It's time for u to go to the wire
U will hit
Cuz u got the burnin' desire
It's your time (Time)
U got the horn so why don't u blow it
U are fine (Fine)
U're filthy cute and baby u know it

Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Don't u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

U're so good
Baby there ain't nobody better (Ain't nobody better)
So u should
Never, ever go by the letter (Never ever)
U're so cool (Cool)
Everything u do is success
Make the rules (Rules)
Then break them all cuz u are the best

Yes u are

Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Don't u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Look up in the air, it's your guitar

Do your dance
Why should u wait any longer?
Take a chance
It could only make u stronger
It's your time (It's your time)
U got the horn so why don't u blow it (Go on and blow it)
U're so fine (U're so fine)
U're filthy cute and baby u know it (U know it)

Come on
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Don't u ever stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Cream
Cream
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Cream
Cream
Right there
Cream
Don't u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Boogie

DanceWme said:

He doesn't Sh-boogie bop he doe woo woo woo however!

Muse2NOPharaoh said:

I forgot

CarrieMpls said:

DanceWme said:

Oh, I could hide neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings
A six-o'clock-alarm would never ring
But it rings and we rise
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
A shavin' razor's cold and it stings

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen

I once thought of you
As a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy we can be
Oh, and our good times started then
With a dollar one to spend
But how much baby do me really need

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen

Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen

I'm sad because my goat just died today
I'm sad my goat just fell in the hay, hey
We're all sad the goat just died today, well, well, well
We're sad enough to cry, cry-ay-ay-ay
Sad the goat just died tonight
We're sad, his funeral's gonna be out of sight
We're so sad, but in a way we're happy
He didn't suffer too much
He only got the cramps once
Sad, oh, the piece of poop wouldn't come out of his belly
Sad, we had to call Doc Nelly
We're sad

(this one is from me and Todd)

Jessie is a friend, yeah, I know he's been a good friend of mine
But lately something's changed that ain't hard to define
Jessie's got himself a girl and I want to make her mine

And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
Yeah and he's holding her in his arms late, late at night

Chorus:
You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that

I play along with the charade, there doesn't seem to be a reason to change
You know, I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her, but the point is probably moot

'Cos she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
And he's holding her in his arms late, late at night

Chorus

Like Jessie's girl, I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman, where can I find a woman like that

And I'm lookin' in the mirror all the time, wondering what she don't see in me
I've been funny, I've been cool with the lines
Ain't that the way love's supposed to be

Tell me, where can I find a woman like that

You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I want Jessie's girl, where can I find a woman like that, like
Jessie's girl
I wish that I had Jessie's girl, I want, I want Jessie's girl

The Smiths - Last Night I Dreamed Somebody Loved Me

littlemissG said:

who is Mandy?

typo

Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids growin' up in the heartland
Jackie gonna be a football star
Diane debutante backseat of Jackie's car

Suckin' on chili dogs outside the tastee freeze
Diane's sittin' on Jackie's lap
He's got his hand between her knees
Jackie say, hey, Diane
Let's run off behind a shady trees
Dribble off those Bobby Brooks
Let me do what I please
Say a

Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone
Say a
Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone
They walk on

Jackie sits back
Reflects his thoughts for the moment
Scratches his head
And does his best James Dean
Well you know, Diane
We oughta run off to the city
Diane says, baby
You ain't missin' nuth-in
Jackie, say-a

Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone
Oh yeah, I say, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone

Gonna let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come
And save my soul
Hold on to sixteen as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us women and men

Oh yeah, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone
Oh yeah, I say, life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin' is gone

Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids done the best they can

If he could b Muse 2 the Pharoah
Then one day he might b Queen
If like Sheba, he then could bring presence and wine
The helix he might get between them
In other words, intertwine
With the ebony and milk of her thighs
If he could be Muse and let him decide
Perhaps he’ll let her decide
If he could b Muse 2 the Pharoah,
There is nothing she wouldn’t give her c
4 the future of the nation rests in her belly
And if the Proverbs of the 31 and verse 10
Becomes the verse he sings again and again
he might b Queen
Take a load off sweetie darling/Let me run agenda thru ur hair
There’s so much information 4 the next generation
Who’s gonna drop it if u’re not there’
And whether the enemy makes a run on the palace
Or whether the enemy does not,The children will be laced with the protection of
the word of God
The opposite of NATO is OTAN/And if the number 13 is such a bad luck number
When there’s no such thing as luck/Then the berries, talons, arrows and stars
Are all superstitions, what the ./Get busy big baby cuz when dem devil come
Dem devil come dressed as light/Maybe they gon’ fool the untrained mind
But nobody eye know gon’ bite/Like a thief in the night/My Lord come and strike
Leave nothing but ashes to theleft, dust 2 the right
Holocaust aside, many lived and died
But when all truth is told/Would u rather b dead or b sold’
Sold 2 the one who can now mate the displaced bloodline with the white
jailbait.
Thinkin’ like the keys on Prince’s piano will be just fine
So there it is- 4 all 2 c/Now what’s beyond u and me
Depends my friends primarily/On how u view ur role in Eternity
If he could b Muse 2 the Pharoah/One day he might b Queen