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Post by Nicole on Jul 5, 2006 15:03:07 GMT -5
We woke up as men but tonight we'll sleep as killers As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer The steel never seemed more cold and agile than now And life never seems less vital and fragile With a heart that's beating louder than my own I watch a girl they call Kezia I watch a woman that I know My hopes and my own future blindfolded To atone for a sin I didn't care for, but a sin that paid my debts A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes
(THE WORD CIGARETTES)
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Post by →katie on Jul 5, 2006 18:43:17 GMT -5
Get out the way, mister With your short sharp tips No, I won't read your lips right now And baby, hey You send a shiver down my spine But do you read my mind Do you... And you're looking pretty suspicious And probably planning a heist He's wanting to go to the strippers It makes him feel all nice
(Cigarette smoke yeah) The cigarette smoke in your eyes Watching a stripper and (Smacking a bloke yeah) Smacking a bloke here tonight
(cigarette)
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Post by A Snowflake in the Sea on Jul 5, 2006 19:27:28 GMT -5
I feel your fingers - Cold on my shoulder - Your chilling touch, As it runs down my spine - Watching your eyes As they invade my soul - Forbidden pleasures I'm afraid to make mine.
(shivers down spines)
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Post by dima (liamlover) on Jul 5, 2006 20:44:49 GMT -5
how can you see into my eyes like open doors leading you down into my core where i've become so numb without a soul (without) my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold untill you find me there and lead me back home
(bring me to life by evanescence... both talked about "cold" and "soul")
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Post by →katie on Jul 6, 2006 8:51:56 GMT -5
and when the moonlight hits your bright eyes i go blind maybe next time, i'll remember not to tell you something stupid like "i'll never leave your side" like the oldest movie i ever saw was the one we wrote together i said i hate you, but i'd never change a thing i can be your john cusack
(eyes)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 6, 2006 16:44:32 GMT -5
Under the summer rain, I burned away. Under the summer rain, Burn! You turned away.
This is the fall, This is the long way down. And our lives look smaller now, And our lies look small. Willingly crying.
This is the fall, This is the long way down. And our lives look smaller now, And our lies look small.
Under the summer rain. I burned away. Under the summer rain, Burn! We find away.
Under the summer rain, I burned away. Under the summer rain, Burn! We find a way.
Under the summer rain, I burned away. Under the summer rain, Burn! You turned away.. ("i")
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Post by →katie on Jul 6, 2006 19:23:43 GMT -5
when the rain starts shaking the ground i hope that you're ready now i hope you're ready for it wait till you get caught out in the rain i hope that you're ready now for all the storms that head your way
(rain)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 6, 2006 23:32:30 GMT -5
Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one i got (ba ba da da) Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
It's been some time since we last spoke This is gonna sound like a bad joke But momma i fell in love again It's safe to say i have a new girlfriend
And i know it sounds so old But cupid got me in a chokehold And i'm afraid i might give in Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'
I mean she even cooks me pancakes And alka seltzer when my tummy aches If that ain't love then i don't know what love is
We even got a secret handshake And she loves the music that my band makes I know i'm young but if i had to choose her or the sun I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun (it)
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Post by →katie on Jul 7, 2006 8:46:57 GMT -5
ive dried my eyes, now its "rushmore" im deep with futures like chicago glenview never meant a thing to me she never meant a thing to me except for putting idealists in a body bag forget it ill go out tonight to piss on her doorstep and listen to the misfits "where eagles dare" to swallow whole
(patrick stump is in the song cupid's chokehold)
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Post by Nicole on Jul 8, 2006 21:11:32 GMT -5
All around the country from coast to coast, People always say 'What do you like most' I don't wanna brag, I don't wanna boast I always tell them, I like toast
Yea toast
I get up in the morning about 6 A.M. Have a little jelly, have a little jam Take a piece of bread-put it in the slot Push down the lever and the wire gets hot I get toast
Yea Toast
Now there's no secret to toasting perfection There's a dial on the side and you make your selection Push it to the dark or the light and then If it pops too soon, press down again Make toast
Yea Toast
When the first cave men drove in from the dregs He didn't know what would go with the bacon and the eggs Must have been a genius got it in his head Plug the toaster in the wall,buy a bag of bread Make toast
Yea Toast
(the french part actually has words but when he performed it on Bob & Tom the pronunciation sounded like this):
Oh, oui, oui, Monsieur, bon jour croquette, Uh huh croissant, Chevy Corvette. Maurice Chevalier, Eiffel tower, Oh oui Marie, baguette bon soir.
French Toast
In Chicago or (fill your city name her) Yea.....Toast
The word Chicago
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Post by →katie on Jul 9, 2006 17:12:08 GMT -5
she took me down and said 'boys like you are overrated, so save your breath' loaded words and loaded friends are loaded guns to our heads
(chicago is in the song title)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 11, 2006 2:12:00 GMT -5
[Hook: T-Pain] Girl, I been shaking, sticking and moving tryna to get you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Girl, I been shaking and acting a donkey tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey
[Verse 1: T-Pain] Girl, he simping (Simpin) I walk up in the club with a limpin (Limpin) God listen, what you gonna do, with this pimpin What you gonna do, with this pimpin Girl, I'm a call ya (Call ya) Later on tonight or tomorrow ('Morrow), now follow What you gonna do, with this baller What you gonna do, with this baller
[Verse 2: E-40] What you gonna do when I bend the block (Bend the block) Pull up on that ass in a brand new drop (Brand new drop) Speakers on blast with tremendous knock ('Mendous knock) TV's in the dash, rims just won't stop You need to be down with a pimp like me I aint turning down nothing but my collar, you see I'm a leave you with my number, you should hollar at me Cuz I'm a baller, can't nobody hustle harder than me, oooh
[Hook: T-Pain] Girl, I been shaking, sticking and moving tryna to get you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Girl, I been shaking and acting a donkey tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey
[Verse 3: E-40] Oooh, your ass is right I aint tryna let that pass me tonight I'ma put my bid in and tell you something slick Whisper in your ear while I'm holding my thingy I don't mean no harm, it's the hood in me (Hood in me) Sipping on that Renshaw Hennessy (Hennessy) Psychedelic colors in my jewelry (Jewelry) Suckers hella jealous cuz you digging me, oooh Now what you gonna do mama I'm tryna dip later on, me and you mama Like the way that you groove and you move mama You know the women love me, I'm the 40 Water (40 Water) Popping my P's cuz I'm laced with game Nathen but the Yay flowing through my vein She wear Miss Sixty, can't fit in the Gucci Cuz her ass big enough to sit a cup on her booty (Goodness!)
[Hook: T-Pain] Girl, I been shaking, sticking and moving tryna to get you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Girl, I been shaking and acting a donkey tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey
[Verse 4: Kandi Girl] Yeah I see you looking (Looking) But I disagree in these jeans got you shook, and (Shook, and) I don't think you know what to do, with this gousy What you gonna do, with this girl thingy Yeah I know you want this (Want this) Tryna chase me through the club for this good nuts (Good nuts) But I don't think you can handle, this girl thingy What you gonna do, with this girl pussy
[Verse 5: E-40] You looking like you got that good gooshy, gooshy f**king round with me, I beat the brakes off that girl thingy Have your ass cumming like a porn star movie Tell your friends and I bet they all wanna do me Hoes know me, I'm E-Fo-Oh (E-Fo-Oh) They recognize pimping when I step in the door (Step in the door) Higher than a satellite full of that dro (Full of that dro) Holla at a playa when you ready to go, oooh
[Hook: T-Pain] Girl, I been shaking, sticking and moving tryna to get you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Tryna get to you and that booty Girl, I been shaking and acting a donkey tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey Tryna to get you and that monkey ("you" and "and")
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Post by →katie on Jul 11, 2006 10:31:36 GMT -5
someday i'll appreciate and value get off my ass and call you but for the meantime i'll sport my brand new fashion of waking up with pants on at 4 in the afternoon
you need him i could be him i could be an accident but i'm still trying that's more than i can say for him
where si your boy tonight? i hope he is a gentleman maybe he won't find out what i know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.
(the word ass)
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Post by McrFan4Life on Jul 12, 2006 15:53:13 GMT -5
[Hook 1] Baby grind with me Relax your mind take your time with me I love you deeper if you cry for me Now come and kiss me till yo body gets weak Just grind with me baby Grind with me Relax your mind take your time with me I love you deeper if you cry for me Now come and kiss me till yo body gets weak Just grind with me baby ("you")
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Post by Nicole on Jul 12, 2006 16:57:33 GMT -5
Kiss me out of the bearded barley Nightly, beside the green, green grass Swing, swing, swing the spinning step You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
[chorus] Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house Swing em upon its hanging tire Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
(Kiss Me by Sixpence none the richer) the word Kiss
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