Theyre coming round the corner with the bikers at the front
Im wiping the sweat from my eyes
-its a matter of time
-its a matter of will
And the governors car is not far behind
Hes not the one Ive got in mind
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
bout a ghost from a wishin well
Or if you want something visual
that's not too abysmal,
we could take in an old Steve Reeves movie
Well, I don't think I can handle this
A cloudy day in Metropolis
I think I'll talk to my analyst
I got it so bad for this little journalist
One night--One town
Well there's just one man
And he throws his bag down
Then he runs away
Just as fast as he can
And then he falls to the ground
And he waits....
Here comes Santa Claus
Here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus Lane
You gonna wait too, fat boy,
Fat boy, wait til tomorrow...
42-39-56, you could say she got it alllll!!!!!!!
You can do anything but don't sit on me, b@#ch!
and dont you step on my blue suede shoes
I love this game! it is so weird. the connections, man, the connections
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
From Thunder Thighs by Nugent to Elvis to Nancy Sinatra. I like this trend of following themes based on the end of the last person's offering, and offering up a new theme at the end of your own. Reminds me of a car game called geography.
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line
Walkin, steppin in my big black boots...
black coat, white shoes, blackhat, cadillac
the boy's a time bomb
Pickem up, setem up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah
Driving in my cadillac rock box
I'm the man in the box.
Buried in my s@#t!
Sometimes good guys don't wear white.
We'll put a...new coat of paint on this lonesome old town
set 'em up, set 'em up...we'll be knockin' 'em down
you wear a dress baby, I'll wear a tie
we'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
Wake me up before we go-go,
Cause I'm not planning on going solo.
Wake me up before we go-go,
Take me dancing tonite.
I'm gonna stand up, I'm gonna let go. You know, no you don't, you don't.
People look to me and say
Is the end near, when is the final day?
What's the future of mankind?
How do I know, I got left behind
Remember how I found you there
Alone in your electric chair
I told you dirty jokes until you smiled
Billy Joel; you may be right
Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap
The best things in life are free
but you can save them for the birds and bees
I want money...
Designed and directed by his red right hand
Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Let it flow
let yourself go
Slow and low
that is the tempo
Feel the beat of the rhythm of the night, dance until the morning light, forget about the worries on your mind,
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pai-ai-ain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town agai-ai-ain...
Summer, it turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry-go-round
they say that life's a carousel
spinning fast you better ride it well
the world is full of kings and queens
who'll blind your eyes and steal your dreams
it's heaven and hell, oh well
Hell, hell is for children
Listen children to a story that was written long ago
about a kingdom on a mountain and the valley folk below
she's a valley girl, and there is no cure.
Your love is like bad medicine
there ain't no doctor that can cure my disease
That's why they call me Dr. Love,
Love Boat soon will be making another run
The Love Boat promises something for everyone
Set a course for adventure,
Your mind on a new romance.
Can I just have one a more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love
you really know how to dance
When you go up, down, jump around,
think about true romance, yeah
jump around, jump around, jump up jump up and get down
Are we gonna let the elevator break us down?
Oh no, let's go!
Crazy!
Crazy
Crazy for feeling so lonely
Im crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue
Money talks, but it don't sing and dance and it can't walk
As long as I can have you here with me, i'd much rather be
Forever in blue jeans, babe
One day Im gonna write a poem in a letter
One day Im gonna get that faculty together
Remember like everybody has to wait in line
Blue jean-look out world you know Ive got mine
She got latin roots
She got everything
We'll know for the first time, if you're evil, or divine, you're the last in line.
So this ain't the end -
I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
To everything...
turn, turn, turn
... there is a season.
turn, turn, turn
Roll, roll me away,
Won't you roll me away tonight
I too am lost, I feel double-crossed
And I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right
Well if god's on the left,
then Im stickin to the right
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