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It's been awhile... Song Lyrics That Make You Feel Good We May Be The Ones
Paul Westerberg I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know Was the garage your playground full of holes Did you piss in the alley and get your toes caught in the spokes of a bike with a bananna seat Did you carry a knife that was rusted shut tight You got drunk after church at 13 We may well be the ones to set this world on it's ear We may well be the ones, if not then why are we here I wanna know, I wanna know The sweet smell of candles burnt low by young women alone on their own for the very first time under posters of rock stars that ya vaguly resemble in front of academy of resounding perhaps means that you'll be the next one in line We may well be the ones to set this world on it's ear we may well get it done if not then why are we here why the hell then are we here I wanna know, I wanna know You may well be the next one someone sell me a hand gun goodbye ma, I'm done for It's the law, tell me what for I wanna know, I wanna know Smoke cigarette butts from your brothers green helmet that he wore in that war once where everyone lost and they taught him to pour coffee and napalm traded his storm for an intense calm that just won't let him be We may well be the ones to set this world on it's ear We may well get it done, if not why are we here Why the hell else are we here If not then why are we here If not then why are we here We may well be the ones | |
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suck my kiss
red hot chili peppers Should of been, could of been Would of been dead If I didn't get the message Goin' to my head I am what I am Most motherfuckers Don't give a damn Aw baby think you can Be my girl, I'll be your man Come-on full of fun Do me 'till I'm well done Little Bo peep Cumin' from my stan gun Beware... take care Most motherfuckers Have a cold ass stare Aw baby please be there Suck my kiss cut me my share Hit me you can't hurt me Suck my kiss Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this Is she talking dirty Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your mouth was made to suck my kiss Look at me can't you see All I really want to be Is free from a world That hurts me I need relief Do you want me girl To be your thief Aw baby just for you I'd steal anything that you want me to K - I - S - S - I - N - G Chicka chicka dee Do me like a banshee Low brow is how Swimming in the sound Of bow wow wow Aw baby do me now Do me here I do allow Hit me you can't hurt me Suck my kiss Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this Is she talking dirty Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your mouth was made to... Should of been, could of been Would of been dead If I didn't get the message Goin' to my head I am what I am Most motherfuckers Don't give a damn Aw baby think you can Be my girl, I'll be your man Come-on full of fun Do me 'till I'm well done Little Bo peep Cumin' from my stan gun Beware... take care Most motherfuckers Have a cold ass stare Aw baby please be there Suck my kiss cut me my share Hit me you can't hurt me Suck my kiss Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this Is she talking dirty Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your mouth was made to suck my kiss | |
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Particle Man-They Might Be Giants
Particle man, particle man Doing the things a particle can What's he like? It's not important Particle man Is he a dot, or is he a speck? When he's underwater does he get wet? Or does the water get him instead? Nobody knows, Particle man Triangle man, Triangle man Triangle man hates particle man They have a fight, Triangle wins Triangle man Universe man, Universe man Size of the entire universe man Usually kind to smaller man Universe man He's got a watch with a minute hand, Millenium hand and an eon hand When they meet it's a happy land Powerful man, universe man Person man, person man Hit on the head with a frying pan Lives his life in a garbage can Person man Is he depressed or is he a mess? Does he feel totally worthless? Who came up with person man? Degraded man, person man Triangle man, triangle man Triangle man hates person man They have a fight, triangle wins Triangle man -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
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Kid Charlemagne - Steely Dan
Those San Francisco nights, You were the best in town Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl You turned it on the world That's when you turned the world around (Did you feel like Jesus ?) Did you realize That you were Italian in their eyes ? On the hill their stuff was laced with kerosene But yours was kitchen clean Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motorhome Every airframe had your number on the wall You musta had it all You go to L.A. on a dare and you go it alone (Could you live forever) Could you see the day Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away Get along Get along Kid Charlemagne Get along Kid Charlemagne Now your patrons have all left you in the red Your low rent friends are dead This life can be very strange All those day-glo freaks who used to paint their face They've joined the human race, some things will never change (Son you were mistaken) You are obsolete Look at all the white men on the street Get along Get along Kid Charlemagne Get along Kid Charlemagne Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail Those test tubes and the scale Just get it all out of here Is there gas in the car ? Yes there's gas in the car! I think the people down the hall know who you are (Careful what you carry) Cause the man is wise You are still an outlaw in their eyes Get along (Get along) Get along Kid Charlemagne (Get along) Get along Kid Charlemagne | |
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Jimmy Buffett Doesn't Live In Key West Anymore
David Allan Coe (I just listened to this and typed it out... there are a couple of places that I don't know what it's saying). This song is for all the people thats been reviewing our records, in different magazines and things, and mentioning the fact that we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffett, because we live in Key West and we use congo drums in our songs. And, to all those people that are under the misconception that Mr. Buffett lives in Key West, we'd like to say that there is a lot of things in Key West. As a matter of fact: There's sailboats and conch shells, and palm trees galore But, Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore. Sister Spare Change has a bumper sticker on the door, it says "Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore." Hey smugglers hate those Buffett songs, snitching on the sly, bringing heat, where its already too damn hot to die. Son-of-a-son-of-a-son-of-a-bitch, what's all that bullshit for? Jimmy Buffett he don't live in Key West anymore. Sailing to the Carribean, Jimmy might well be. Pictures up in Rolling Stone, for all the world to see. The rich keep getting richer, the poor they just stay poor. But Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore. Now Jimmy's moved to Malibu, with all those other stars. He's not down on (Duval?) Street, hanging out in bars. All them goddamned tourists, got to be a bore. But, Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore. So don't tell me I sound like Jimmy Buffett, just because I've got that island beat. Jimmy might have grown up on the ocean, me I kind of grown up on the streets. Music's just a way of life, to me I'm living free. So don't play all that Key West Jimmy Buffett shit on me. Now divers do it deeper, must of really made them mad. Some of them reviewers said, it really sounded bad. Well, they liked Margaritaville; me, I liked it too. Someday, Jimmy, why dont we just both get drunk and screw? Them creepy motherfuckers, that think music is a whore, tell 'em that you just don't live in Key West anymore. There's sailboats, and conch shells, and palm trees galore. But, Jimmy Buffett, he don't live in Key West anymore. Sister Spare Change has a bumper sticker on the door, Jimmy Buffett, he don't live in Key West anymore. Alright boys, sound like Jimmy Buffett now! . [This message was edited Tue Apr 22 16:00:10 PDT 2003 by AzureStar] | |
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crazyhorse said: Kid Charlemagne - Steely Dan
Those San Francisco nights, You were the best in town Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl You turned it on the world That's when you turned the world around (Did you feel like Jesus ?) Did you realize That you were Italian in their eyes ? On the hill their stuff was laced with kerosene But yours was kitchen clean Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motorhome Every airframe had your number on the wall You musta had it all You go to L.A. on a dare and you go it alone (Could you live forever) Could you see the day Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away Get along Get along Kid Charlemagne Get along Kid Charlemagne Now your patrons have all left you in the red Your low rent friends are dead This life can be very strange All those day-glo freaks who used to paint their face They've joined the human race, some things will never change (Son you were mistaken) You are obsolete Look at all the white men on the street Get along Get along Kid Charlemagne Get along Kid Charlemagne Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail Those test tubes and the scale Just get it all out of here Is there gas in the car ? Yes there's gas in the car! I think the people down the hall know who you are (Careful what you carry) Cause the man is wise You are still an outlaw in their eyes Get along (Get along) Get along Kid Charlemagne (Get along) Get along Kid Charlemagne DITTO.  KID CHARLEMAGNE
Further: JANIE RUNAWAY It must have been my lucky Thursday Your dad went on that spree Before the crew could put out the fires You hopped a bus for NYC Down in Tampa the future looked desperate and dark Now you're the wonderwaif of Gramercy Park Who makes the morning fabulous Who says today's a fun day Why do I feel like sailing again Honey it's you - Janie Runaway Let's grab some takeout from Dean and Deluca A hearty gulping wine You be the showgirl and I'll be Sinatra Way back in '59 Sweetness in heels - look at you - in long black gloves Come to old blue eyes tell me - who do you love Who makes the traffic interesting Rescues a dreary Sunday Who makes me feel like painting again Honey it's you - Janie Runaway Let's plan a weekend alone together Drive out to Binky's place The sugar shack in Pennsylvania Or would that be a federal case? We'll take the Big Red - the Blazer - it's nice inside And guess who's coming along for the ride Who has a friend named Melanie Who's not afraid to try new things Who gets to spend her birthday in Spain Possibly you - Janie Runaway Who makes the morning fabulous Rescues a dreary Sunday Who gets to spend her birthday in Spain Possibly you - Janie Runaway I'll see you tonight..
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Ooooh- I wish I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener (wiener)
That it was I truly wish 2 be 'Cause if I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener (wiener) Every1 would be in love w/ me! (in love w/ meee) yeah. My bologna has a 1st name- It's O-s-c-a-r My bologna has a 2nd name- It's M-a-y-e-r I love 2 eat it everyday & if u ask me why I'll saaay- 'Cause Oscar Mayer has a way w/ b-o-l-o-g-n-a!  | |
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PURPLEJACKSON9 said: Ooooh- I wish I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener (wiener)
That it was I truly wish 2 be 'Cause if I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener (wiener) Every1 would be in love w/ me! (in love w/ meee) yeah. My bologna has a 1st name- It's O-s-c-a-r My bologna has a 2nd name- It's M-a-y-e-r I love 2 eat it everyday & if u ask me why I'll saaay- 'Cause Oscar Mayer has a way w/ b-o-l-o-g-n-a! *  *-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
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Cheap Thrills
David Allan Coe (My dad used to say this song reminded him of me). 
They judge a boy by his friends And, all of mine are trash. They say you find your own level... well, I'm a snake in the grass. But, I can't help the things I do... I've always been attracted to... Cheap thrills Don't you know I like... Cheap thrills Night after night... Cheap thrills Well, if you ain't supposed to do it, I will I got a low reputation, and a bad attitude... 'Cause all I want to do is something That I ain't supposed to do Well, I can't change the things I love I guess I'm just a victim of... Cheap thrills Don't you know I like... Cheap thrills Night after night Cheap thrills... Well, if you ain't supposed to do it, I will... | |
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When I'm Dead and Gone
McGuiness Flint Oh, I love you baby, I love you night and day When I leave you baby don’t cry the night away When I die don’t you write no words upon my tomb And don’t believe, I want to leave no epitaph of doom Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone I want to leave some happy woman living on Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone Don’t want nobody to mourn beside my grave Old Mama Linda, she’s out to get my hide She’s got a shotgun and her daughter by her side Hey there Ladies, John son’s free Who’s got the love, who’s got enough To keep a man like me? Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone I want to leave some happy woman living on Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone Don’t want nobody to mourn beside my grave Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone Don’t want nobody to mourn beside my grave Oh oh oh oh When I’m dead and gone - when I’m dead and gone Don’t want nobody to mourn beside my grave - I don’t want nobody to mourn Oh oh oh ooh la-le-lei, oh oh ooh la-le-lei ... I mean, like, where is the sun? | |
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AzureStar said: Cheap Thrills
David Allan Coe (My dad used to say this song reminded him of me).
They judge a boy by his friends And, all of mine are trash. They say you find your own level... well, I'm a snake in the grass. But, I can't help the things I do... I've always been attracted to... Cheap thrills Don't you know I like... Cheap thrills Night after night... Cheap thrills Well, if you ain't supposed to do it, I will I got a low reputation, and a bad attitude... 'Cause all I want to do is something That I ain't supposed to do Well, I can't change the things I love I guess I'm just a victim of... Cheap thrills Don't you know I like... Cheap thrills Night after night Cheap thrills... Well, if you ain't supposed to do it, I will...  ...  ...
this is a bad-ass song with a nice sinister acoustic blues feel to it...   Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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Stay this Way-Brand New Heavies
Living with you in my life Is like feeling the whole world’s on my side Putting a smile in the place Where a tear used to run down my face Feeling the sun on my head Where a cloud used to follow instead Singing a song in my heart In a place where all my troubles depart (chorus) If our dreams are falling down to the ground Let them fly Let the rain keep falling down Cause baby I’m high Now it will fly now that we’re together oh ho Love is so high stay this way forever Living with you in my life Is like feeling the whole world’s on my side Putting a smile in the place Where a tear used to run down my face (chorus) Our love…yeah! Love will be here forever I know that we’ll stay together Our love will be here forever I hope that we’ll stay together Much love  Pochacco | |
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"harmony in my head" by the buzzcocks...
i looked all over the place for these damn lyrics and couldn't find them... :eviL:... and i don't feel like transcribing them... Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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I still love the lyrics to Stairway to Heaven...those lyrics make me think of Spring for some reason and also the Lord of the Rings. I am not printing them here...I'm still at work but everyone should know those by heart anyway.
Also think the lyrics in Something by George Harrison are simply beautiful. | |
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Okay if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock,
got the scrawny legs but I move just like Lou Brock, with speed, I'm agile, plus I'm worth your while, 100 percent intelligent black child, My optic presentation sizzles the retina, how far must you go to gain respect? ummm well it's kind of sad to remain your own, you'll be crazy sad and alone, Industry rule number 4080, record company people are shaaady, so kids watch your back, cuz I think they smoke crack, I don't doubt it, look at how they act. We're off with better things like a hip hop forum, pass me the mic, and I'll floor em, with decorum, (forgot the next part sorry  )
and proper, whatcha say Hammer? "Proper" Rap is not Pop, if you call it that then stop, Check the Rhyme ya'll... ahhh Tribe... 
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jimmy buffett... no artist makes me feel as good as buffett does... his songs take me back home to johns island and transport me to the ocean... and no matter how shitty the weather is and how pissy i am, when i listen to buffett, i'm laying in a hammock in the warm sunshine with a salty breeze... ...  ...
ON A SLOW BOAT TO CHINA I'd love to get you On a slow boat to China All to myself alone Get you and keep you In my arms ever more Leave all your lovers Weepin' on a far away shore Out on the briny With the moon big and shiny Melting your heart of stone Homey I'd love to get you On a slow boat to China All by myself alone I'd love to get ya On a slow boat to China All to myself alone A twist in the rudder And a rip in the sails Drifting and dreamin' Honey throw the compass over the rail Out on the ocean Far from all the commotion Melting your heart of stone Honey I'd love to get you On a slow boat to China All to myself alone. Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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TIN CUP CHALICE Jimmy Buffett
I want to go back to the island, Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'. Give me oysters and beer for dinner ev'ry day of the year, And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine. 'Cause I want to be there, I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there. With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine, And I'm be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine. Yeah, now the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water; Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze. Salt air it ain't thin, It can stick right to your skin, And make you feel fine. It makes you feel fine. 'Cause I want to be there, I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there. With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine, And I'm be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine. Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal; Get that pack gear on and let's move. I want to be there before the day Tries to steal away and leave us behind; I've made up my mind; 'Cause I want to be there, I want to go back down and die beside the sea there. With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine, And I'm be chewin' on a honeysuckle vine. Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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doesn't really make me feel good, necessarily... it's kinda
depressing really... but i'm posting this for a friend...
this song was written by kris kristofferson, but was most masterfully done by al green... "For the Good Times" Don't look so sad, I know it's over, But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together, There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning. Lay your head upon my pillow, Hold your warm and tender body close to mine, Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft across the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times . . . I'll get along, you'll find another, And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me, Don't say a word about tomorrow, or forever, There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me . . . Lay your head upon my pillow, Hold your warm and tender body close to mine, Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft across the window, And make believe you love me one more time, For the good times . . . For the good times . . . Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
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AzureStar said: Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
only the part about hard luck days and being poor... i never had to steal peanut butter as a kid, though... we had government peanut butter... :LOL:... Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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"barefoot chilren" by Jimmy Buffett
Scratch my back with a lightning bolt Thunder rolls like a bass drum note The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band We all fell down from the milky way Hanging round here 'till judgment day Heaven only knows who's in command Barefoot children in the rain Got no need to explain We'd be swinging on a ball and chain It's always understood by those who play the game Barefoot children in the rain Show me yours and I'll show you mine Take me back to days full with monkey shine's Bouncing on a bubble full of trouble in the summer sun Keep your raft from the riverboat Fiction over fact always has my vote And wrinkles only go where the smiles have been Barefoot children in the rain Got no need to explain We'd be swinging on a ball and chain It's always understood by those who play the game Barefoot children in the rain la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Barefoot children in the rain Scratch my back with a lightning bolt Thunder rolls like a bass drum note The sound of the weather is heaven's rag time band The sky turns blue and the sun appears But the question's still "what are we doing here?" I don't think the answer's close at hand Barefoot children in the rain Got no need to explain We'd be swinging on a ball and chain It's always understood by those who play the game Barefoot children in the rain in the rain in the rain Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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I'm flubbing the lyrics I know but "Cupid" by Sam Cooke can make me go to bed with a smile on my face no matter how bad the day's been:
Cupid draw back your bow and let your arrow go straight to my lover's heart for me Cupid please hear my cry and let your arrow fly straight to my lover's heart for me for me Come to think of it anything by Sam Cooke does it for me. It's his singing that gets me. Few come close with the exception of Marvin Gaye.
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EllisDee said: AzureStar said: Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
only the part about hard luck days and being poor... i never had to steal peanut butter as a kid, though... we had government peanut butter... :LOL:... | |
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AzureStar said: EllisDee said: AzureStar said: Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
only the part about hard luck days and being poor... i never had to steal peanut butter as a kid, though... we had government peanut butter... :LOL:... welfare kept us from stealing... :LOL:... thank god those days are behind me... ... Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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HAVANA DAYDREAMIN' Jimmy Buffett
Stashed his trash in Ecuador, bought a good suit of clothes. Flew on up to Mexico, standin' by the shore. Waiting for some mystery man, to pay him for his time. Thinkin' about all the money he made, couldn't help to ease his mind Havana daydreamin' oh he's just dreamin' his life away. Daddy shucked that sugar cane, One day he fell dead. Jesus had a wanderin' feelin' Swimmin around in his head. Sailin' on a midnight boat, There were no questions asked, Water's so green and the air was so clean That he stuck right to his task, Havana daydreamin', Oh he's just schemin', his life away. Ceilin' fan stirs the air Cigar smoke did swirl, A fragrance on the pillow case And he thinks about the girl. Spillin' wine wine and sharin' good times She sure could make him smile. He pays her well but what the hell He'll be movin' in a little while, Havana daydreamin', Havana daydreamin' Oh he'll be dreamin' his life away. Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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Death of an Unpopular Poet
Jimmy Buffett I once knew a poet Who lived before his time He and his dog Spooner Would listen while he'd rhyme Words to make ya happy Words to make you cry Then one day the poet suddenly did die But he left behind a closet Filled with verse and rhyme And through some strange transaction One was printed in the Times And everybody's searchin' For the king of undergound Well they found him down in Florida With a tombstone for a crown Everybody knows a line From his book that cost four ninety-nine I wonder if he knows he's doin' Quite this fine 'Cause his books are all best sellers And his poems were turned to song Had his brother on a talk show Though they never got along And now he's called immortal Yes he's even taught in school They say he used his talents A most proficient tool But he left all of his royalties To Spooner his ol' hound Growin' old on steak and bacon In a doghouse ten feet 'round And everybody wonders Did he really lose his mind No he was just a poet who lived before his time He was just a poet who lived before his time | |
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AzureStar said: Death of an Unpopular Poet
Jimmy Buffett I once knew a poet Who lived before his time He and his dog Spooner Would listen while he'd rhyme Words to make ya happy Words to make you cry Then one day the poet suddenly did die But he left behind a closet Filled with verse and rhyme And through some strange transaction One was printed in the Times And everybody's searchin' For the king of undergound Well they found him down in Florida With a tombstone for a crown Everybody knows a line From his book that cost four ninety-nine I wonder if he knows he's doin' Quite this fine 'Cause his books are all best sellers And his poems were turned to song Had his brother on a talk show Though they never got along And now he's called immortal Yes he's even taught in school They say he used his talents A most proficient tool But he left all of his royalties To Spooner his ol' hound Growin' old on steak and bacon In a doghouse ten feet 'round And everybody wonders Did he really lose his mind No he was just a poet who lived before his time He was just a poet who lived before his time  ...  ... jimmy can tug at the heart-strings when he has to... Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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EllisDee said: AzureStar said: EllisDee said: AzureStar said: Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
only the part about hard luck days and being poor... i never had to steal peanut butter as a kid, though... we had government peanut butter... :LOL:... welfare kept us from stealing... :LOL:... thank god those days are behind me... ...Well, how about this one then? I really do appriciate the fact you're sitting here Your voice sounds so wonderful, but your face don't look too clear So barmaid bring a pitcher; another round of brew Honey why don't we get drunk and screw Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you They said are a snub queen, honey I don't think that's true So why don't we get drunk and screw Pick it Coral Reefer's, here we go (Solo music break) Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you They said are a snub queen, honey I don't think that's true So why don't we get drunk and screw Yah now baby Why dont we get drunk and screw | |
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FLORIDAYS Jimmy Buffett
I come from where the rivers meet the sea That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free I was early into crazy ways My folks said, "It's just a phase" They were hoping for better days Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most Write 'em down, pas 'em around It's the gospel from the coast Reflections, not just replays Takin' time to escape the maze Lookin' for better days I spent a year of my life one night On the beaches in old Beirut Seems that all they're aimin' for there Is to hang around and shoot Each others' lives away Bloody winds on a distant bay they're lookin' for better days Looking to the left, looking to the right Looking to the stars to shed some light Hoping for a breath, hoping for break Hopin' for the give without the take The dreamers line the state road Just to watch the runway show Slouched behind their steering wheels They just watch the big jets go Streakin' through the morning haze Focal point of a distant gaze Lookin' for better days Pale invaders and tanned crusaders Are worshipping the sun On the corner of "walk" and "don't walk" Somewhere on US 1 I'm back to livin' Floridays Blue skies and ultra-violet rays Lookin' for better days I'm back to livin' Floridays Blue skies and ultra-violet rays Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days Lookin' for Floridays Better days, better days Everybody's lookin' for better days Somewhere beneath the shining star Better days, mon't you take me to better days Better days, I sure could use a few better days Floridays Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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AzureStar said: EllisDee said: AzureStar said: EllisDee said: AzureStar said: Does Peanut Butter Conspiracy bring you back, Ellis?
only the part about hard luck days and being poor... i never had to steal peanut butter as a kid, though... we had government peanut butter... :LOL:... welfare kept us from stealing... :LOL:... thank god those days are behind me... ...Well, how about this one then? I really do appriciate the fact you're sitting here Your voice sounds so wonderful, but your face don't look too clear So barmaid bring a pitcher; another round of brew Honey why don't we get drunk and screw Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you They said are a snub queen, honey I don't think that's true So why don't we get drunk and screw Pick it Coral Reefer's, here we go (Solo music break) Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you They said are a snub queen, honey I don't think that's true So why don't we get drunk and screw Yah now baby Why dont we get drunk and screw i've had to leave the bottle alone these days, but i'm always up for a good screwin'...  ... :LOL:... pun intended...
one the best damn country parodies, ever... ... Mr. Ellis Dee-licious, the Official NPGigolo
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