Great song by the Grass Roots depicting how I feel about a particular girl.
All of the lonely nights
Waiting for you to come, longing to hold you tight
I need you so desperately
Waiting for you to come bringing your love to me [but]
I'd wait a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
Climb the highest hill, just to have you near me
As love is reality
When you are near to me, I am in ecstacy
I'd swallow the pain and pride
Baby, I just can't hide all that I feel inside [and]
I'd wait a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
Climb the highest hill, just to have you near me
A million years, I would wait for you
A million tears, baby I'd be true
A million miles, I would follow you
A million years, if you want me to
Pacing the floor, detest
Sweat pouring down my chest, still I can't love you less
It's worth all the pain and pride
Baby, I just can't hide all that I feel inside [and]
I'd wait a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
When I wake up yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
When I'm working yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I'll do
I'll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
When I'm lonely yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man whose lonely without you
When I'm dreaming yes I know I'm gonna dream
Dream about the time when I'm with you.
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
Originally posted by JohnLennonForeverNot sure if you would like being in love with a fossil a million years later though.
Great song by the Grass Roots depicting how I feel about a particular girl.
All of the lonely nights
Waiting for you to come, longing to hold you tight
I need you so desperately
Waiting for you to come bringing your love to me [but]
I'd wait a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
Climb the hig ...[text shortened]... a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
Originally posted by sonhouseNot to mention this is the kind of song guys write to get girls in the sack, which has nothing to do with how they really feel (except maybe after 15 egg nogs at Christmas). For something closer to reality, check out (am I actually saying this? 😕) stocken's poem here:
Not sure if you would like being in love with a fossil a million years later though.
http://www.redhotpawn.com/board/showthread.php?threadid=61504&page=3
(I'll start using the Thread link eventually...)
Originally posted by PBE6Thread 61504
Not to mention this is the kind of song guys write to get girls in the sack, which has nothing to do with how they really feel (except maybe after 15 egg nogs at Christmas). For something closer to reality, check out (am I actually saying this? 😕) stocken's poem here:
http://www.redhotpawn.com/board/showthread.php?threadid=61504&page=3
(I'll start using the Thread link eventually...)
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories
'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd
And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight
Originally posted by JusuhThat's disgusting.
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
It's al ...[text shortened]... A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight
Lovehearts on an old stone building
Have no relevance now
Sherry bottles in a bus-stop litter bin
Remind me of you somehow
You look so young it's frightening
Life's been good to you
But strike me down with bolts of lightning
If I wasn't good to you too
Throw me away, throw me away again
'Cos I don't mind, I'm still satisfied
With just a hat full of rain
Merry widows in stock gloss magazines
Dumbstruck open their mouths
And out comes some old jackpot philosophy --
Everything must be somehow
And I've heard you say that he just works for me,
Doing things that you can't do
But grease my palms with a hat full of currencies
I don't belong to you
Throw me away, throw me away again
'Cos I don't mind, I'm still satisfied
With just a hatful of rain
My whole world revolves around your feet
I would swim through a thousand miles of camel doo to lick your boots
I would climb a mountain dead elephants to see one glimse of your smile
I would eat a thousand tons of hay to smell your earthy hair
Yes I would walk through the shadow of the valley of evil to recieve your beatific grin
Oh I love you more than the universe, if it died, I would build a new one for you
My love for you is greater than all of that
So lets make it, bitch.
Originally posted by JohnLennonForeverThat sucks, you should throw yourself into traffic.
Great song by the Grass Roots depicting how I feel about a particular girl.
All of the lonely nights
Waiting for you to come, longing to hold you tight
I need you so desperately
Waiting for you to come bringing your love to me [but]
I'd wait a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
Climb the hig ...[text shortened]... a million years
Walk a million miles, cry a million tears
I'd swim the deepest sea
SIR MIX-A-LOT LYRICS: "Baby Got Back"
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *F*
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of simps won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you've got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt ain't gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]
Originally posted by PBE6Except this is truly how I feel dude. Not all guys are the same. And I"m one of those few who genuinely care about women and their feelings over sex.
Not to mention this is the kind of song guys write to get girls in the sack, which has nothing to do with how they really feel (except maybe after 15 egg nogs at Christmas). For something closer to reality, check out (am I actually saying this? 😕) stocken's poem here:
http://www.redhotpawn.com/board/showthread.php?threadid=61504&page=3
(I'll start using the Thread link eventually...)
Originally posted by JohnLennonForeverDo you really think that women don't like sex? Do you really think that giving your wife, mistress, lover, boyfriend pleasure is a bad thing?
Except this is truly how I feel dude. Not all guys are the same. And I"m one of those few who genuinely care about women and their feelings over sex.
Originally posted by JohnLennonForeverBlah, blah, blah. You whine too much. Anyway. How much time have you spent alone with this girl? How well do you know her?
Except this is truly how I feel dude. Not all guys are the same. And I"m one of those few who genuinely care about women and their feelings over sex.