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| zzzzz..... User Info... | Sure is dull on here. How about favorite lyrics? And post the link where you got them so they fit in "found on the web". These are some of mine... cuz to this day they make me laugh til my gut hurts: Honey by bobby goldsboro http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/bobby_goldsboro/honey.html See the tree, how big it's grown But friend it hasn't been too long It wasn't big I laughed at her and she got mad The first day that she planted it, was just a twig Then the first snow came And she ran out to brush the snow away So it wouldn't die Came runnin' in all excited Slipped and almost hurt herself And I laughed till I cried She was always young at heart Kinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her so And I surprised her with a puppy Kept me up all Christmas Eve two years ago And it would sure embarrass her When I came in from workin' late 'Cause I would know That she'd been sittin' there and cryin' Over some sad and silly late, late show And honey, I miss you And I'm bein' good And I'd love to be with you If only I could She wrecked the car and she was sad And so afraid that I'd be mad But what the heck Though I pretended hard to be Guess you could say she saw through me And hugged my neck I came home unexpectedly And caught her cryin' needlessly In the middle of the day And it was in the early Spring When flowers bloom and robins sing She went away And honey, I miss you And I'm bein' good And I'd love to be with you If only I could One day while I was not at home While she was there and all alone The angels came Now all I have is memories of Honey And I wake up nights and call her name Now my life's an empty stage Where Honey lived and Honey played And love grew up And a small cloud passes overhead And cries down on the flower bed That Honey loved And see the tree how big it's grown But friend it hasn't been too long It wasn't big And I laughed at her and she got mad The first day that she planted it, was just a twig *** Sure they're sweet, but Honey sure does sound "kinda dumb and kinda smart". So does bobby. I liked how she hugged his neck - its like an SNL skit! - Thu, 16 Nov 2006 11:59pm Edited: Fri, 17 Nov 2006 12:00am | ||
| Nik Olaz User Info... | A pigeon is a girl who be walking by... My rimmed up blue red loose Spark wit five Her feet hurt so you know she wanna ride But she frontin like she cant say hi what? (uh oohhh) Yall chicks aint gettin nada (uh oohhh) Ya pussy aint worth the ramada (uh oohhh) Anyway ya friend looks hotta (uh oohhh) Game is something we got a lot of.. (uh oohhh) I dont want no pigeons dem be dem girls who Gets no dubz from me. Playing the bar dumb broke With her best friends coat Trying to holla at me (uh oohhh) I dont want no pigeons dem be dem girls who Gets no dubs from me. Playing the bar dumb broke With her best friends coat Trying to holla at me In the front of the club, I see this girl like "yo luv" Thought she said "thug" but she called me a "scrub", "scrub"? what? You must be talkin a joke, broke pigeon head freak, you lucky i spoke, This aint my benz dere(?) this's my manz yea but this aint my car like that aint your hair uh oohhh... pigeon take the them fake jewels off uh oohhh... pigeon take ya' friends shoes off uh oohhh... pigeon go 'head with that crazy shyt yall make me sick home and go fucking babysit my big dogs goin' love this, get curtains get a brush and scrub this. uh oohhh yall chicks aint gettin nada uh oohhh ya pussy aint worth the ramada uh oohhh anyway ya friend looks hotta uh oohhh game is something we got a lot of.. yo chill cuzins(?) these birds is ill cuzin cuz they call me "scrub" like we cant even build cuzin you trick ronalds, you aint worth the mcdonald's throw you on the street scene make you shyt vinyls(?) ayo flex, shorty tried to flash me wrong how she goin' wear sandals with nasty corns? that'd be wrong i wonder how you get hearts and dirty victoria draws with the shit marks, uh, ya flat ass gets enough laughs take you to the salon pluck ya mustache. so next time you shot gun and that mark bitch(?) hittin you wit scrub, call that bitch a pigeon. a yo got a big dick, choose a ball you only walked pigeon toed 'cause ya shoes is small you dont shop you just cruise the mall, wit' le'press ons frontin' wit' ya girlfriends dress on you birds wanna take over? get some cash and a jenny jones make-over broke ass bitch (?) i hate pigeons dirty braid pigeons medic- aid pigeons section 8 pigeons got me fed burnt ill tell these birds shut up and have ya left airy double ya whole get up(?) go 'head with ya lame ass blow at night throw a ripped(?) dolla at her tell her to put that on ya tray mats if you got more than one baby father... ohhh yess girl wez talkin to you if you strip all week to go clubbin ohhh yess girl wez talkin to you buy a dress to front and take it back to the store ohhh yess girl wez talkin to you wanna smoke with me wit no money ohhh noo i dont want noooo nooooo pigeonssss nooooo pigeonssss dj groove greet ya highness queens finest gleams shinest three clip street fighter deep dish cheif rydaz i plan to shimmy the expanded Rover passenger jokin my own whip yea thats my chauffer i rap to ya this my culture when i holla holla like ja rule you hea a trance from tha godz jewelz glance at my car drool 'round the car course wondering damn how much the car cost? you just anotha fan applaud encore's like when i fly through world tour's on concords dont need no chicken drippins save that for liftings no scrubs here strictly mo thugs dear check the listings no pigeons slash broke chicks out to get rich off the next bro's shit instead of tlc this years rebuttle c-i-g troulbe (?) with that sporty thief puddle came with the illest rebuttle uh oohhh yall chicks aint gettin nada uh oohhh ya pussy aint worth the ramada uh oohhh anyway ya friend looks hotta uh oohhh game is something we got a lot of.. uh oohhh i dont want no pigeons dem be dem girls who gets no dubs from me. playing the bar dumb broke with her best friends coat trying to holla at me uh oohhh i dont want no pigeons dem be dem girls who gets no dubs from me. playing the bar dumb broke with her best friends coat trying to holla at me - Fri, 17 Nov 2006 1:51am | ||
| alcoholly User Info... | Predetermined Fate Look ahead to the future - doesn't look so bright Scrape out a mere existence - pathetic to the sight Used - abused - shucked Used - abused - shucked Don't you all hate me cause I could've been you And you, you could've been me Born into old money, handed opportunity That, when all is said and done could have been me It's not me who failed fucked up my whole life It is just simply my own fate You who look down and spit and glare at me Don't realize it's "you in me" that you hate http://www.myspace.com/fnmurder - Sat, 18 Nov 2006 9:06am Edited: Sat, 18 Nov 2006 9:06am | ||
| mikey User Info... | Out on the Indian Ocean / Is where he sailed. And on the Indian Ocean / Is where the captian failed. Stove in the head of a first mate / And met his pirate's fate. For all the ships he's burned / The tide will roll three turns / The gibbetted Captain Kidd / They gibbetted him that's what they did. Tricked up in Boston / Shipped off to London / Anchored down to rot in Newgate / He met his pirate's fate / Got drunk on the walk / Down to execution dock / For all the ships he's burned / The tide will roll three turns / The gibbetted Captian Kidd. - Sat, 18 Nov 2006 10:21am | ||
| Hang the DJ User Info... | Anything Smashing Pumpkins... http://www.azlyrics.com/s/smashing.html Today, Zero... I love lyrics by The Cure as well.. - Sun, 19 Nov 2006 8:53pm | ||
| Sati User Info... | Geez, this thread went nowhere! Lets try shaking things up a bit I got pictures of naked ladies Lying on their beds I whiff that smell and sweet convulsion Starts a-Swelling inside my head I'm making artificial lovers for free I start to howl I'm in heat I moan and growl and the hunt drives me crazy I fuck like a Beast Chorus: I come round, round i come feel your love Tie you down, down i come steal your love I come round, round i come feel your love Tie you down, down i come steal your love I'm on the prowl and i watch you closely I lie waiting for you I'm the wolf with the sheepsskins clothing I lick my chops and your tasting good I do whatever i want to, to ya I'll nail your ass to the sheets A pelvic thrust and the sweat starts to sting ya I fuck like a beast Repeat Chorus Come ride, savage seduction Ride, ride, ride Repeat Chorus http://www.lyricsdownload.com/wasp-animal-lyrics.html - Wed, 22 Nov 2006 11:57am | ||
| mica User Info... | My favorite lyrics are from the song "Titanic Terrarium" by The Hip. Growin up in a biosphere with no respect for bad weather there's still roaches and ants in here so resourceful and clever. Her greatgrandfather saw the future didn't know nothing bout panic, he certainly probably thought that it was unthinkable. There's a trace o mint wafting in from the north so we don't fuck with the 401 it's bigger than us or larger than we bargained I guess it's just not done. His greatgrandfather worked for Goodyear he'd see the blimp on Sundays wonder what the driver knew about making rubber tires. Terrarium, O Terrarium There's submarines out there under the ice avoiding and courting collision an accident's sometimes the only way to worm our way back to bad decisions, My greatgrandfather was a welder he helped to build the Titanic he certainly didn't think that is was unsinkable. Building up to the larger point with an arrogance not rare or pretty we don't declare the war on idleness when outside it's cold and shitty. We stay inside and try to conjure the fathers of injured and faking if there's glory in miracles it's that they're reversible Terrarium, O Terrarium And here is one by me: "Vanagon" I drive a motherfuckin’ Vanagon Its the the dopest fucking ride on the planet, man Its got a queen size futon built right in An Alpine tape deck spinning the shit Its got an eagle feather hanging from the rear view mirror A mini fridge full of pepperoni and Lucky beer A box of granola and a block of cheese A mickey of rye and a quarter of weed, yeah I drive a motherfuckin’ Vanagon You can hear the four cylinders roar As I lay it on the godamned floor Hear me coming from a mile away Striking fear in your heart And I can hear you say Shit man, that’s one sweet looking van It makes me want to take a torch to my Porsche Would I trade up my soul for it? Yes, of course In a world full of ponies it’s a thoroughbred horse Shit man, that’s one sweet looking van Like Salma Hayek naked saying, “Look, here I am” Like a kung-fu master destroying with grace Like a t-bone steak on a solid gold plate, yeah I drive a motherfuckin’ Vanagon I know that you’re jealous But don’t hate me, man Some of us are lucky That’s just the way it is And I’m the CEO of this bling bling biz, yeah You can hear it here: http://www.myspace.com/micamusic - Fri, 24 Nov 2006 11:07am | ||
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