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PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 23:27

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

Joy

Joy Report 10 Mar 2012 23:21

The Gap Band Oops Upside Your Head

Ketty Lester Love Letters

Lesley Gore It's My Party


:-)

Island

Island Report 10 Mar 2012 23:06

wot no Bros? :-0

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 23:04

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!

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:43


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

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:36


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...

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:30

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

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:26


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.

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:24

31.....Mmmmm porkies...lol teens more like

Wend

Wend Report 10 Mar 2012 22:18

Not when I was 31, Foggy :-D

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:18

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

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:16

Wend and Prickly, you two must have been at school when the disco's were in full swing.

Wend

Wend Report 10 Mar 2012 22:11

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

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:08

Instant Replay by Dan Hartman

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:08

I will dig deep into...."His Masters Voice" Foggy!! :-D

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:08

Native New Yorker by Odyssey

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:07

Feel so Real, by Steve Arrington

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 22:04

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.

Foggy

Foggy Report 10 Mar 2012 22:00

PricklyHoly,

You'll start me looking through all my 12inch singles disco collection soon...LOLOL

PricklyHolly

PricklyHolly Report 10 Mar 2012 21:55

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.