The return of the Lyric Association Thread
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And we don't need the ladies
Cryin' 'cause the story's sad
'Cause the Rocky Mountain way
Is better than the way we had
Cryin' 'cause the story's sad
'Cause the Rocky Mountain way
Is better than the way we had
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Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
She’ll be coming around the mountain when she comes
She’ll be coming around d the mountain when she comes
And we’ll all read books together when she comes
Once upon a time in a far off land
Oh we’ll all read books together when she comes
We’ll eat purple pizza when she comes
She’ll be coming around d the mountain when she comes
And we’ll all read books together when she comes
Once upon a time in a far off land
Oh we’ll all read books together when she comes
We’ll eat purple pizza when she comes
So many roads to soothe my soul!
xoxo
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Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Once upon a time
The world was sweeter than we knew
Everything was ours
How happy we were then
But somehow once upon a time
Never comes again
Frank Sinatra
The world was sweeter than we knew
Everything was ours
How happy we were then
But somehow once upon a time
Never comes again
Frank Sinatra
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Awoke today, felt your side of the bed;
The covers were still warm where you been layin'.
You were gone, oh gone, my heart was filled with dread;
You might not be sleeping here again
The covers were still warm where you been layin'.
You were gone, oh gone, my heart was filled with dread;
You might not be sleeping here again
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
You're still the one I wanna talk to in bed
Still the one that turns my head
We're still having fun and you're still the one
Still the one that turns my head
We're still having fun and you're still the one
Re: The return of the Lyric Association Thread
Fever roll up to a hundred and five
Roll on up, gonna roll back down
One more day I find myself alive
Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground
Roll on up, gonna roll back down
One more day I find myself alive
Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground
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Everybody's dancin' down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery.
The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;
Come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the whole place gonna fly.
Huh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yea, huh one more Saturday night,
Hey Saturday night!
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery.
The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;
Come the rockin' stroke of midnite, the whole place gonna fly.
Huh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yea, huh one more Saturday night,
Hey Saturday night!
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Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody
I got some money cuz I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way
I got some money cuz I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way
So many roads to soothe my soul!
xoxo
xoxo
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Little bitty boy, with a heart of steel
I know you can't boggie now
But your sister sure will
Feel good music in your soul
Makes your body wanna rock 'n' roll
Say Hey Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
I know you can't boggie now
But your sister sure will
Feel good music in your soul
Makes your body wanna rock 'n' roll
Say Hey Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
Hey Hey, Hey Pocky Way
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
In memory of ChiefScott
In memory of ChiefScott
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It's all because of that music
That we're slowly driftin' apart.
But it's only there to dance to,
So you shouldn't take it to heart.
Music, only juke box music.
Only music, only juke box music.
That we're slowly driftin' apart.
But it's only there to dance to,
So you shouldn't take it to heart.
Music, only juke box music.
Only music, only juke box music.
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I heat up (heat up), I cool down (cool down)
I got words in my head, so I say them
Don't let life get me down
Catch a hold of my blues and just play them
I got the music in me
I got the music in me
I got the music in me, yeah
I got words in my head, so I say them
Don't let life get me down
Catch a hold of my blues and just play them
I got the music in me
I got the music in me
I got the music in me, yeah
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And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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When I look through the window and out on the road
They're bringing me presents and saying hello
Singing words, words between the lines of age
Words, words between the lines of age
They're bringing me presents and saying hello
Singing words, words between the lines of age
Words, words between the lines of age
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Come to my window
Crawl inside
Wait by the light of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon
Crawl inside
Wait by the light of the moon
Come to my window
I'll be home soon
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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She came in through the bathroom window,
Protected by a silver spoon.
But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own lagoon.
Protected by a silver spoon.
But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own lagoon.
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And every task you undertake
Becomes a piece of cake
A lark! A spree! It's very clear to see that
A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
In a most delightful way
Becomes a piece of cake
A lark! A spree! It's very clear to see that
A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
The medicine go down-wown
The medicine go down
Just a Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
In a most delightful way
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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In memory of ChiefScott
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Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck gettin' dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people lookin' half dead
Walkin' on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
Love and Spoonful
Back of my neck gettin' dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people lookin' half dead
Walkin' on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
Love and Spoonful
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It's like a heatwave
Burnin' in my heart (it's like a heatwave)
I can't keep from cryin' (it's like a heatwave)
It's tearin' me apart
Burnin' in my heart (it's like a heatwave)
I can't keep from cryin' (it's like a heatwave)
It's tearin' me apart
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I want to live
I want to give
I've been a miner
For a heart of gold
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
I want to give
I've been a miner
For a heart of gold
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keep me searching
For a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Dodging lions and a-wasting time
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And I'm searchin for a rainbow, and if the wind ever shows me where to go
You'd be waiting at the end and I know, I'd see the hill with that pot of gold
I'd see the hill with that pot of gold
You'd be waiting at the end and I know, I'd see the hill with that pot of gold
I'd see the hill with that pot of gold