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01-12-2005, 10:36 PM
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SEMPER~FIDELIS
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song lines you really like
not a game nothing to figure out just post a couple of lines you think are cool or mean something to you
share why if you like. |
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01-12-2005, 10:51 PM
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I'm Too Sexy ~ Right Said Fred (Bodybuilding one-hit wonders)
I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat Poor pussy poor pussy cat I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love Love's going to leave me And I'm too sexy for this song |
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01-12-2005, 10:56 PM
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Billy Idol Rock The Cradle Of love
Cause love cutts a million ways Shakes the devil when he missbehaves I ain’t nobody’s fool Come on shake it up Whatever I do Rock the cradle of love Last edited by rockgazer69 : 01-13-2005 at 03:33 PM. |
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01-12-2005, 11:01 PM
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Rebel Yell~ Billy Idol ( with great fretwork by Steve Stevens)
Last night a little dancer Came dancin’ to my door Last night a little angel Came pumping on the floor She said a come baby I’ve got a license for love And if it expires Pray help from above Because In the midnight hour She cried more, more, more With a rebel yell She cried more, more, more Owww In the midnight hour, babe More, more, more With a rebel yell More, more, more More, more, more |
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01-12-2005, 11:01 PM
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Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day.
You fritter and waste your hours in an offhand way. But you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today. Then one day you find, ten years have got behind you, no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun. Maybe not an exact quote, but close enuff. |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:05 PM
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SEMPER~FIDELIS
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Robert Cray Smokin' Gun
I'm standing here bewildered, I can't remember just what I've done I can hear the sirens whining, my eyes blinded by the sun I know that I should be running, my heart's beating just like a drum now they've knocked me down and takin it, a still hot and smokin gun Last edited by rockgazer69 : 01-13-2005 at 06:54 AM. |
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01-12-2005, 11:05 PM
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Freak it the whole damn song is excellent ------>
And you run and run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking And racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or a half page of scribbled lines Hanging on in a quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone the song is over, thought i'd something more to say |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:10 PM
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SEMPER~FIDELIS
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Aerosmith Walk On Water
I never seen a smile that looked so sad ’cause you make me feel so good ’cause you’re so bad Hey little darlin’ Your love is legendary Love’s four letters Ain’t in my dictionary ’scuse my position But it ain’t missionary Yeah, but I want to Walk on the water with you |
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01-12-2005, 11:13 PM
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Jimmy Buffett
He Went To Paris He went to Paris looking for answersTo questions that bothered him soHe was impressive, young and aggressiveSaving the world on his ownBut the warm summer breezes, those french wines and cheesesPut his ambitions at bayThe summers and winters scattered like splintersAnd four or five years slipped awaySo he went to England, played the pianoAnd married an actress named KimThey had a fine life, she was a good wifeAnd bore him a young son named JimAnd all of the answers to all of the questionsHe locked in his attic one dayHe liked the quiet, clean country livingAnd twenty more years slipped awayBut the war took his baby, the bombs killed his ladyAnd left him with only one eyeHis body was battered, his whole world was shatteredAnd all he could do was just cryThe tears were a falling, and he was recallingThe answers he never foundSo he hopped on a freighter, sailed across the oceanAnd left England without a soundNow he lives in the islands, fishing the pylonsAnd drinks his green label each dayWriting his memoirs, losing his hearingAnd he don't care what most people sayThrough eighty-six years of perpetual motionIf he likes you he'll smile and he'll sayJimmy some of it's magic and some of it's tragicBut I had a good life all the wayAnd he went to to Paris, looking for answersTo questions that bothered him so |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:14 PM
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I guess most of my life philosophy can be found in Pink Floyd and Jimmy Buffet lyrics.
Sorry if I post too much, I love lyrics, the beat or whatever is secondary, except while I'm liftin. |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:17 PM
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Jimmy Buffett
Why Don't We Get Drunk (And Screw) I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here. Your voice sounds so wonderful But yer face don't look too clear. So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw. Why don't we get drunk and screw I just bought a water bed, it's filled up for me and you. |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:20 PM
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SEMPER~FIDELIS
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What It Takes
Aerosmith Is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made When you don’t look back I guess The feelings start to fade away I used to feel your fire But now it’s cold inside And you’re back on the street Like you didn’t miss a beat, yeah (corus) Tell me what it takes to let you go Tell me how the pain’s supposed to go Tell me how it is that you can sleep In the night, withouth thinkin’ you lost Everything that was good in your life To the toss of a dice Tell me what it takes to let you go |
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01-12-2005, 11:20 PM
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Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back Like a river that don't know where it's flowing I took a wrong turn and I just kept going Bruce - Hungry Heart |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:25 PM
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SEMPER~FIDELIS
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Aerosmith Cryin
There was a time When I was so broken hearted Love wasn’t much of a friend of mine The tables have turned, yeah ’cause me and them ways have parted That kind of love was the killin’ kind Now listen All I want is someone I can’t resist I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed Last edited by rockgazer69 : 01-13-2005 at 06:56 AM. |
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01-12-2005, 11:25 PM
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Chris Isaac ~ WICKED GAME
The world was on fire no-one could save me but you Strange what desire will make foolish people do I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart) No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart) With you What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you No, I don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart) |
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01-12-2005, 11:26 PM
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MY HOMETOWN + Bruce
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown This is your hometown In `65 tension was running high at my high school There was a lot of fights between the black and white There was nothing you could do Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun Words were passed in a shotgun blast Troubled times had come to my hometown Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown Your hometown Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out Packing up our bags maybe heading south I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around This is your hometown |
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"I don't like small cars or real big women, but somehow I always find myself in 'em" - KR
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01-12-2005, 11:28 PM
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