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10 Mar 2012 23:27 |
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Ooooh .............
When will I will I be famous?
You're suitably at one with your body and the sun yes you are! You've read Karl Marx and you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far! But you keep asking the question
oh you're not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I see my picture in the paper? I can't answer I can't answer that.
When will I will I be famous? You keep asking me babe.
You're a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion
It's the way you are! You've suffered for your art with the iogging in the park
You know you should go far! But you keep asking the question oh
you're not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous? . . .
Oh I can't tell you when you'll see your name up in lights. When will I will I be famous? You keep asking me babe. I can't wait!
You won't suffer in silence
You're a talent you know that I've noticed
You'd like to be a legend a big star over night!
I can't answer your question
- I can't wait - it's driving me insane
And you're impossible in patience tearing at my brain!
When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that
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Joy
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10 Mar 2012 23:21 |
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The Gap Band Oops Upside Your Head
Ketty Lester Love Letters
Lesley Gore It's My Party
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10 Mar 2012 23:06 |
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wot no Bros? :-0
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10 Mar 2012 23:04 |
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I've no wish to hurry you luv But have you seen the time It's quarter to ten and we're supposed to be there at nine I don't think the registrar Will be very pleased When we show up an hour late Like two frozen peas Both now facing for the first time Presently and past Something that begins with M And ends in alas More than not complete disaster Even form the start What could it be... It's Matrimony
I know how you've dreamt about Being walked down the aisle But think of the money we'll save And you'll see it's worthwhile It won't please our mums and dads But they don't even know, Besides if they did what's the betting They wouldn't even go You and me are all that matters Disregard the rest Trust your soon to be old man He knows what is best Very shortly now there's going to be An answer from you Then one from me That's matrimony
I'm truly grateful for the little things in life That have made me so glad Every other hour that I spend with you Is not in the least bit sad Quite the opposite in fact And if you don't believe me Here's the proof Ask me if I and I'll say "Aye, I do"
You and me are all that matters Disregard the rest Trust your soon to be old man He knows what is best Very shortly now there's going to be An answer from you Then one from me That's matrimony
Marriage-the joining together of the two people For better or for worse Till death them do part Ole!
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10 Mar 2012 22:43 |
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Runnin' pretty, New York City girl Twenty-five, thirty-five Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people Up in Harlem, down on Broadway You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing word It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb When he dropped you off and he stated firm
Oh, oh, oh [Oh, oh, oh] You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now [You should know by now] You're a native New Yorker
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh
Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer Makin' friends and findin' lovers There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for someone [Searchin' for someone] To set you free from New York City
And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show You are the star, win the applause
Oh, oh, oh [Oh, oh, oh] You're a native New Yorker No one opens the door For a native New Yorker
[Runnin' pretty, New York City girl] Oohâ?¦oohâ?¦oohâ?¦ Native, native, native New Yorker
Where did all those yesterdays go When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show You are the star
You're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score, you should know the score by now You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh [Native, native, native new Yorker] You're a native New Yorker
Whoa, oh, ho, ho, you're a native New Yorker You should know the score [Native, native, native new Yorker] You're a native New Yorker
What you waitin' for, no one opens the door [You're a native New Yorker] For a native, for a native New Yorker
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10 Mar 2012 22:36 |
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The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were gifts you gave to the dark and the endless skies The first time ever I kissed your mouth I felt the earth move in my hands Like the trembling heart of a captive bird That was then at my command My love
The first time ever I lay with you I felt your heart so close to mine And I knew our joy would fill the earth And last til the end of time My love The first time ever I saw your face Your face Your face Your face...
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10 Mar 2012 22:30 |
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You set my lips on fire You won the key to my heart You've got a special way to move me Don't stop now let's do it again
You keep me dancin' through the moonlight I feel the pleasure in your touch And everything you are is heaven Oh, I can't get enough, no I can't get enough
(Instant replay) I've got to have it (Instant replay) Ooh woh ooh-ooh (Instant replay) Got to have your love again (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I feel so good about us I found a shining star And when I look Into your eyes it's magic
Well, I just know this can't be a dream I'm so happy must be real In every way it's getting stronger Now you know it, let me show it
(Instant replay) Oh, I've got to have it (Instant replay) Woo-woo-woo-ooh (Instant replay) Got me floating on a cloud (Ah, ah, ah, ah) Got me dancing all around All around, all around (Woo)
(Instant replay) Ooh, ooh (Instant replay) I need it, I need it now (Instant replay) Hey, hey, ey, I need you lover, yeah Once again, once again
(Instant replay) Oh, I gotcha number (Instant replay) I'm gonna call you up now (Instant replay) Oh, Got me foolin' all the time
(Instant replay) Instant replay (Instant replay) Instant replay (Instant replay) Woo ooh ooh ah I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Got to have it 'cause I need it Don't ya know, don't ya know Don't ya know, I need your love I need your love, love, love
You know I need love (Instant replay) You know I need love (Need an instant replay)
You know I need love (Need an instant replay) You know I need love (Need an instant replay) You know I need (Instant replay, instant replay, instant replay
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10 Mar 2012 22:26 |
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Feel - feel - feel -
I feel so real I feel so real
I feel so real and I owe it all to you.
Oh I feel so nice with you here by my side. If I just do the best that I can do it seems that's enough for you. The little things mean so much a smile or a joyful touch
That push that keeps me going strong to know that I belong
and I feel so real I feel so real . . .
Love is such a wonderful thing
the angels sing and freedom reigns
Freedom from the chains that hold us back from harmony. I'm right here on my knees to thank you for the air that I breath. I thank you for the life that you have saved
That's why I've got to say: Feel so real I feel so real . . . Feel so real feel so real feel so real
Feel so real feel so real feel so real.
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Foggy
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10 Mar 2012 22:24 |
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31.....Mmmmm porkies...lol teens more like
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Wend
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10 Mar 2012 22:18 |
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Not when I was 31, Foggy :-D
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10 Mar 2012 22:18 |
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It was a hot afternoonLast day of June And the sun was a demon The clouds were afraid One-ten in the shade And the pavement was steaming I told Billy-RayIn his red ChevroletI needed time for some thinking I was just walking by When I looked in her eye And I swore it was winking She was 31 and I was 17 I knew nothing about love She knew everything And I sat down beside her on the front porch swing And wondered what the coming night would bring The sun closed her eyes As it climbed in the sky And it started to swelter The sweat trickled down the front of her gown And I thought it would melt her She threw back her hair Like I wasn't there And she sipped on a julep Her shoulders were bare/summer And I tried not to stare When I looked at her two lips .And when she looked at me I heard her softly say I know you're young You don't know what to do or say But stay with me until the sun has gone away And I will chase the boy in you away And then she smiled and we talked for a while And we walked for a mile to the sea We sat on the sand, and a boy took her hand But I saw the sun rise as a man Ten years have gone by Since I looked in her eye But the memory lingers I go back in my mind To the very first time And feel the touch of her fingers It was a hot afternoon Last day of June And the sun was a demonThe clouds were afraid One-ten in the shade And the pavement was steaming...for Michele...Send "Summer
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10 Mar 2012 22:16 |
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Wend and Prickly, you two must have been at school when the disco's were in full swing.
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Wend
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10 Mar 2012 22:11 |
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Summer (The First Time) by Bobby Goldsboro' does it for me, now and when I was 31 (if you listen to the words). Every time I sip on a julep I think of it (said this on here before, so you know I mean it - *wipes perspiration from my face :-S ;-) <3
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Foggy
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10 Mar 2012 22:08 |
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Instant Replay by Dan Hartman
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10 Mar 2012 22:08 |
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I will dig deep into...."His Masters Voice" Foggy!! :-D
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10 Mar 2012 22:08 |
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Native New Yorker by Odyssey
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Foggy
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10 Mar 2012 22:07 |
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Feel so Real, by Steve Arrington
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10 Mar 2012 22:04 |
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Now that we've found love what are we gonna do with it?
Make daddy shoot, make daddy shoot, make daddy shoot, shoot, shoot all over the place Come on baby, when the music's playing I want to see you dance, dance, dance. Come on baby, say when the music's playing I want to see you dance, get up and dance. Ooh yeah, ooh yea. Come on baby let me show what a, what a man can do. I said music, oh ah yeah, say stole into my soul, went on and on.
Let's give love a try Let love control, control your destiny Owe it to ourselves, yes we do to live happy eternally. Sweet love is what we're searching for And love is what we're looking for Now that I've got it right here in my hand I'm gonna spread it all over the land. Now
You've got to forgive and forget Let hate, let hate, be your enemy Give your heart to the Lord And only love will set your spirit free Love is what we've been searching for Sweet love is what we're looking for Now that I've got it right here in my hand I'm gonna spread it all over the land.
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10 Mar 2012 22:00 |
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PricklyHoly,
You'll start me looking through all my 12inch singles disco collection soon...LOLOL
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10 Mar 2012 21:55 |
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Now here's a little story To tell it is a must About an unsung hero That moves away your dust.
Some people make a fortune, Others earn a mint; My old man don't earn much: In fact he's flipping skint.
Oh, my old man's a dustman, He wears a dustman's hat, He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat. He looks a proper nana In his great big hobnail boots, He's got such a job to pull them up That he calls 'em daisy roots.
Some folks give tips at Christmas, And some of them forget, So when he picks their bins up He spills some on the steps. Now one old man got nasty And to the council wrote, Next time my old man went round there He punched him up the throat.
Oh my old man's a dustman, He wears a dustman's hat, He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, Les. Les: Yes? Lonnie: I, er, I found a police dog in my dustbin. Les: Well how do you do know he's a police dog? Lonnie: He had a policeman with him.
Though my old man's a dustman, He's got an 'eart of gold, He got married recently Though he's eighty-six years old. We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad, You're getting past your prime"; He said "Well, when you get to my age It helps to pass the time."
Oi! My old man's a dustman, He wears a dustman's hat, He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say! Les: Huh? Lonnie: My dustbin's full of lilies. Les: Well throw 'em away then! Sheesh! Lonnie: I can't: Lily's wearing them.
Now one day whilst in a hurry, He missed a lady's bin: He hadn't gone but a few yards When she chased after him. "What game do you think you're playing?" She cried right from the 'eart, "You've missed me, am I too late?" "No, jump up on the cart!"
Oi! My old man's a dustman, He wears a dustman's hat, He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say! Les: Not you again! Lonnie: My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools. Les: How do you know it's full? Lonnie: 'Cos there's not mushroom inside.
He found a tiger's head one day Nailed to a piece of wood The tiger looked like miserable, But I suppose he should. Just then from out a window A voice began to wail, It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's head?" "Four foot from his tail."
Oh my old man's a dustman, He wears a dustman's hat, He wears cor-blimey trousers And he lives in a council flat. Next time you see a dustman Looking all pale and sad, Don't kick him in the dustbin: It might be my old dad.
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