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Originally posted by Pawn Qween
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
sing bravo bravo - you're a brave brave man
i know it's just bravado - you never sink 'cause you swim
and when your ship can't handle the heavier seas
your spirits will get you through
no down on bended knees
you sing 'save me- save me' - save me from myself
i'm the first to get trigger happy - the first to think of my own health
cos i'm oh i'm whaling
out on the green - i'll never get used to the sea
but i'm whaling - manning my harpoon
not where i wanted to be - i'm whaling
i feel like jonah - never meaning you no harm
but i'm whaling - next port of call- back in my sweet baby's arms
in a room - close - savouring our love while we got rest and recreation
ooh you sing bravo bravo - save me from myself
i'm the first to get trigger happy - the first to think of my own health
cos i'm oh i'm whaling
out on the green - i'll never get used to the sea
but i'm whaling - manning my harpoon
not where i wanted to be - i'm whaling
i feel like jonah - never meaning you no harm
but i'm whaling - next port of call- back in my sweet baby's arms
in a room - close - savouring our love while we got rest and recreation

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Originally posted by Tirau Dan
sing bravo bravo - you're a brave brave man
i know it's just bravado - you never sink 'cause you swim
and when your ship can't handle the heavier seas
your spirits will get you through
no down on bended knees
you sing 'save me- save me' - save me from myself
i'm the first to get trigger happy - the first to think of my own health
cos i'm oh i'm whal ...[text shortened]... s
in a room - close - savouring our love while we got rest and recreation
Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans.

I took my har'poon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield whipers slapping time
And Bobby clapping hands we finally
Sang up ever song that driver knew.

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Oh but feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
And feeling good was good enough for me.
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
🙂

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Freedom's just another word for nothing left to sell
And if you want narcotics we can get you those as well.

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Goin' downtown gonna see my gal
gonna sing her a song, gonna show her my ding dong

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Originally posted by shortcircuit
Goin' downtown gonna see my gal
gonna sing her a song, gonna show her my ding dong
When you're alone, and life is making you lonely
You can always go
Downtown

When you've got worries, all the noise and hurry
Seems to help, I know
Downtown

Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there...
You can forget all your troubles; forget all your cares, and go
Downtown -- things will be great when you're
Downtown -- you'll find a place for sure
Downtown -- everything's waiting for you

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Originally posted by Pawn Qween
When you're alone, and life is making you lonely
You can always go
Downtown

When you've got worries, all the noise and hurry
Seems to help, I know
Downtown

Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city,
Linger on the sidewalk where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there...
You can forget all your ...[text shortened]... you're
Downtown -- you'll find a place for sure
Downtown -- everything's waiting for you
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright

And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city
🙂

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Originally posted by Pawn Qween
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite t ...[text shortened]... 't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city
🙂
Hot child in the city
Hot child in the city
Runnin wild and lookin' pretty
Hot child in the city

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Originally posted by rbmorris
Hot child in the city
Hot child in the city
Runnin wild and lookin' pretty
Hot child in the city
There was a City Baby, Attacked By Rats.
Their little teeth, they gnawed and hacked!

He grew up and he fought back
Put the rats back in their traps.
City Baby's ... Revenge!

Survive he did, but only just.
Now for revenge he has a lust.

No rats are safe when he is there.
A Pied Piper with a grudge to bear.
City Baby's ... Revenge!

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Ode to Don Imus

Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Black Betty had a child (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone wild (Bam-ba-Lam)
She said, "I'm worryin' outta mind" (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone blind (Bam-ba-Lam)
I said Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)

Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
She really gets me high (Bam-ba-Lam)
You know that's no lie (Bam-ba-Lam)
She's so rock steady (Bam-ba-Lam)
And she's always ready (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)

Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
She's from Birmingham (Bam-ba-Lam)
Way down in Alabam' (Bam-ba-Lam)
Well, she's shakin' that thing (Bam-ba-Lam)
Boy, she makes me sing (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty BAM-BA-LAM

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Originally posted by shortcircuit
Ode to Don Imus

Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Black Betty had a child (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone wild (Bam-ba-Lam)
She said, "I'm worryin' outta mind" (Bam-ba-Lam)
The damn thing gone blind (Bam-ba-Lam)
I said Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)

Oh, Black Betty (Bam-ba-La ...[text shortened]... me sing (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty (Bam-ba-Lam)
Whoa, Black Betty BAM-BA-LAM
Come on over baby
Baby got the bull by the horn
We ain't faking it
Whole lot of shaking going on
Easy Now Shake Ahhhh, shake it babe
Yeah You can shake one time for me
Do the hula hussy
Whole lot of shaking going on
Now let's get real low one time now
Shake baby shake
All you got to do honey is kind of stand in one spot
Wiggle around just a little bit
That's what you got to do, yeah
Oh babe whole lot of shaking going on
Now let's go one more time
Shake it, baby, shake ...
Shake baby shake
Shake bay shake.....

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Originally posted by Tirau Dan
Come on over baby
Baby got the bull by the horn
We ain't faking it
Whole lot of shaking going on
Easy Now Shake Ahhhh, shake it babe
Yeah You can shake one time for me
Do the hula hussy
Whole lot of shaking going on
Now let's get real low one time now
Shake baby shake
All you got to do honey is kind of stand in one spot
Wiggle around just a lit ...[text shortened]... w let's go one more time
Shake it, baby, shake ...
Shake baby shake
Shake bay shake.....
When you move right up close to me
Thats when I get shakes all over me

Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my kneebone
I got the tremors in my thighbone bone
Shakin all over

When you move and say goodnight to me
Thats when I get shakes all over me

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Originally posted by Pawn Qween
When you move right up close to me
Thats when I get shakes all over me

Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my kneebone
I got the tremors in my thighbone bone
Shakin all over

When you move and say goodnight to me
Thats when I get shakes all over me
tiny bubbles...

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Originally posted by fred garcia
tiny bubbles...
So here's to the golden moon
And here's to the silver sea
And mostly here's a toast
To you and me

:'(

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Originally posted by Mimor
So here's to the golden moon
And here's to the silver sea
And mostly here's a toast
To you and me

:'(
Let's swim to the moon, ah ha
Let's climb through the tide
Penetrate the evenin' that the
City sleeps to hide
Let's swim out tonight, love
It's our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive

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Originally posted by rbmorris
Let's swim to the moon, ah ha
Let's climb through the tide
Penetrate the evenin' that the
City sleeps to hide
Let's swim out tonight, love
It's our turn to try
Parked beside the ocean
On our moonlight drive
Ok, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker
going here, two down, nobody on, no score,
bottom of the ninth, there's the wind-up and
there it is, a line shot up the middle, look
at him go. This boy can really fly!
He's rounding first and really turning it on
now, he's not letting up at all, he's gonna
try for second; the ball is bobbled out in center,
and here comes the throw, and what a throw!
He's gonna slide in head first, here he comes, he's out!
No, wait, safe--safe at second base, this kid really
makes things happen out there.
Batter steps up to the plate, here's the pitch--
he's going, and what a jump he's got, he's trying
for third, here's the throw, it's in the dirt--
safe at third! Holy cow, stolen base!
He's taking a pretty big lead out there, almost
daring him to try and pick him off. The pitcher
glance over, winds up, and it's bunted, bunted
down the third base line, the suicide squeeze in on!
Here he comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close,
here's the throw, there's the play at the plate,
holy cow, I think he's gonna make it!

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