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Post by Matt on Jul 10, 2005 17:42:48 GMT -5
All Mixed Up ()
Well I'm a mix-up, mix-up Baby and I'm a yellin' I wanna dance And I don't know I'm a little mixed up Talkin' about you
Well I'm a little mixed up And I don't know what to do
Well I know I'm callin' Daisy And I borrow some cloths I'm OK and talkin' to you And I mix it up Talkin' about you Well I'm a little mixed up And, I don't know what to do
Well I'm a mix... Tell me baby and I'm a yellin' I gonna dance and I don't know
I'm a little mixed up Talkin' 'bout you
Well I'm a little mixed-up ba-by I don't know what to do
Well I'm mixed-up baby I don't know... I'm a little mixed up (faint)
I'm a little mixed up Talkin' 'bout you
Well I'm a little mixed-up And I don't know, what to do
Well a man come baby and I'm a mad at you Well I'm gonna tell you what I'm a gonna do
I'm a little mixed up Yellin' about you
Well I'm a little mixed-up And I don't know what to do
Def Lepard
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Post by urokmysoks24 on Jul 10, 2005 17:48:18 GMT -5
pour some sugar on me (lol one time in mrsoakleys class dakota wilson started singing this song lol it was hilarious)
Step inside, walk this way You and me babe, Hey, hey!
Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on Livin' like a lover with a radar phone Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp Demolition woman, can I be your man? Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light Television lover, baby, go all night Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
Hey! C'mon, take a bottle, shake it up Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet yeah
Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go! Crazy little woman in a one man show Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little Tease a little more Easy operator come a knockin' on my door Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah
Take a bottle, shake it up Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet yeah
[guitar solo]
You got the peaches, I got the cream Sweet to taste, saccharine 'Cos I'm hot, say what, sticky sweet From my head, my head, to my feet
Do you take sugar? one lump or two?
Take a bottle, shake it up Break the bubble, break it up
Pour some sugar on me Ooh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough Pour some sugar on me Oh, in the name of love Pour some sugar on me Get it, come get it Pour your sugar on me Ooh Pour some sugar on me Yeah! Sugar me!
skidrow
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Post by Matt on Jul 10, 2005 17:58:37 GMT -5
Sweet Little Sister
[Bolan, Snake]
She blew my mind behind the wrecking machine She was a shitload of trouble called the Subway Queen Had a hip with bad habits and a shake that was a bit obscene
One night I caught her running out the cellar door There was about a million people lying flat on the floor For such a sweet little lady I would swear she's rotten to the core
She got her hands in the cookie jar Smiling like an alligator Makin' headlines in the back of her car Tight-lipped now but sink ships later
I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister
Every quittin' time is another disease Too many cowboys ridin' high shootin' low at the knees The back hand boogie is the price you pay for being the squeeze
The pettin's getting heavy got her tongue in her ear her friend is doing time for kickin' ass on a queer They're in a mental state and all their friends are here
She's tellin' lies through her burgundy lips Angel on a mission of mercy She'll get you dancin' with the crack of her whip Take you up to heaven in her rocket ship
I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister
She got her hands in the cookie jar smiling like an alligator Makin' headlines in the back of her car Tight-lipped now but sink ships later
I know a thing or two about -- sweet little sister Her mama kill her if she knew what she do -- sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue -- sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo She's my sweet little -- sweet little sister
3. Can't Stand The Heartache
[Bolan]
Fall in love with a twisted lady Suicide with a cover girl Spent all your time then you got stuck paying the price
Uptown, kick it down, into a spin Face the wall, take it all, you just can't win
Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache
You got caught in the line of fire Bystander innocence You held your own till it wasn't yours anymore
Waste away another day into the night You're at home by the phone, it don't seem right
Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache
You held me like a prisoner And I don't know Why I stayed here from the start
Uptown, run me down under your wheels I pray, one day, you'll know how it feels
Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache
Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache
Can't stand the heartache So bleeds the red, red rose Time heals a broken heart But that's just the way it goes Can't stand, can't stand the heartache
Queens of teh Sone Age
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Post by urokmysoks24 on Jul 10, 2005 18:02:29 GMT -5
a song for the dead
It's late enough to go drivin And see what's mine That's a study of dying How to do it right You're a holy roller Get your bed in the loose If you're hanging around I'm holdin the noose
Come a little bit closer And get on tight In a hearse rollin over Just a track in the line Fuck it
Come on, let's go drivin Come on, let's take a little ride That's the study of dying How to do it right
weird al
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Post by Matt on Jul 10, 2005 18:07:11 GMT -5
"Pretty Fly For A Rabbi"
Veren zol fun dir a blintsa
(How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey And all the goyim say I'm pretty fly for a rabbi
Meccha leccha hi, meccha hiney hiney ho
Our temple's had a fair share of rabbis in the past But most of 'em were nudniks and none of 'em would last But our new guy's real kosher, I think he'll do the trick I tell ya, he's to dies for - he really knows his shtick
So how's by you? Have you seen this Jew? Reads the Torah, does his own accounting too Workin' like a dog at the synagogue He's there all day, he's there all day Just say "Vay iz mir!" and he'll kick into gear He'll bring you lots of cheer and maybe bagels with some shmeer Just grab your yarmulka and Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing!
(How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey And all the goyim say I'm pretty fly (for a rabbi)
He shops at discount stores, not just any will sufice He has to find a bargain 'cause he won't pay retail price He never acts meshugga and he's hardly a schlemiel But if you wanna haggle, oy, he'll make you such a deal!
People used to scoff, now they say "Mazel tov!" He's such a macher 'cause he worked his tuchis off Yeah, he keeps his cool and teaches shul What's not to like? What's not to like? On high holy days, you know he prays and prays And he never eats pastrami on white breath with mayonnaise Put on your yarmulka and Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing!
When he's doing a Bar Mitzvah, now that you shouldn't miss He'll always shlep on down for a wedding or a briss They say he's got a lot of chutzpah, he's really quite hhhhhip The parents pay the moyl and he gets to keep the tip
(How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey
Meccha leccha hi, meccha meccha cholly ho
He's doin' well, I gotta kvell The yentas love him, even shicksas think he's swell Show up at his home, he says "Shalom" And "Have some cake - you want some cake?" Yah, he calls the shots, we really love him lots Oy gevalt, I'm so ferklempt that I could plotz So grab your yarmulka The one you got for Chanukah Let's put on our yarmulkas and Hey! Hey! Do that Hebrew thing!
Skye Sweetnamn
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Post by urokmysoks24 on Jul 10, 2005 18:13:01 GMT -5
billy s
Wake up tired, Monday mornings suck, It's way too early to catch a bus, Why conform without a fuss, Daddy Daddy, no, I don't wanna go to school, woo!
I don't need to read Billy Shakespeare, Meet Juliet or Benvolio, Feel for once what it's like to rebel now, I wanna break out, let's go!
Teachers treat us all like clones, Sit up straight, take off your headphones, I don't blame them, they get paid, Money money, woo, lot's of money money, woo!
I don't need to read Billy Shakespeare, Meet Juliet or Benvolio, Feel for once what it's like to rebel now, I wanna break out, let's go!
Get out, get out, get out, get out, woo! Get out, get out, get out, get out! To skip or not to skip? that is the question. Get out, get out, get out, get out, woo! Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out!
I don't need to read Billy Shakespeare, Meet Juliet or Benvolio, Feel for once what it's like to rebel now, I wanna break out, let's go!
I don't need to read Billy Shakespeare, Meet Juliet or Benvolio, Feel for once what it's like to rebel now, I wanna break out, let's go!
Get out, get out, get out, get out, woo! Get out, get out, get out, get out, woo! Feel for once what it's like to rebel now, I wanna break out, let's go!
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out, get out!
fefe dobson
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Post by Matt on Jul 11, 2005 17:49:14 GMT -5
"Don't Go (Girls & Boys)"
I was ridin' my bike on 43rd street Past the station and There's one person without a seat Got my sunnies 'cause the sun just Keeps on lookin' right through me Ain't nobody gonna stop me Baby can't you see
[Chorus:] Don't go Girls and boys should be together Don't go Girls and boys can rule the world Don't go Boys and boys should be together Don't go Girls and girls can rule the world
I've got jumbo polka-dotted trousers With the empty pockets It's funny to me that the two of us Could fit in one pair Kings and queens on magazines That have me on the cover But none of that compares to Just one night alone with you And what you do
Don't go Girls and boys should be together Don't go Girls and boys can rule the world Don't go Boys and boys should be together Don't go Girls and girls can rule the world [x2]
I was just ridin' my bike on 43rd street Past the station and there's One person without a seat You got me wishin' I was just a little Squirrel at your window Got me whistlin' a song I thought I never could like Just for you
Don't go Girls and boys should be together Don't go Girls and boys can rule the world Don't go Boys and boys should be together Don't go Girls and girls can rule the world [x3]
Boys and boys should be together Don't go Girls and girls can rule the world
Bowling for Soup
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Post by almostmystery on Jul 12, 2005 0:05:01 GMT -5
Kool-Aid
I was sitting all by myself just thinking And know I'm lying awake in bed, I can't forget about what you said. I tell myself, "hey man you should know better You've gotta act like nothings wrong You've gotta stand up and be strong."
Don't blame me for butting in These F'N walls are closing in And if everything does not seem cool It's cause I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do.
Everything's fine and I don't know why I do this to myself I've got this thing with losing my mind I wish I could tell you all the things I want to say Somehow I think I will in time
I don't suppose I feel like we are sinking It's not as bad as yesterday And you can make everything OK. If you start to feel like we are nowhere I'll have the memories of you and, you can think about me too.
ColdPlay
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