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A Thought's An Idea...

please baby can't you see...
my mind's a burnin' hell...
I got razors a rippin’ and tearin’ and strippin’
my heart apart as well...
 
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I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won’t escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I’m lost in admiration could I need you this much
Oh, you’re wasting my time
You’re just wasting time

Something happens and I’m head over heels
I never find out till I’m head over heels
Something happens and I’m head over heels
Ah don’t take my heart
Don’t break my heart
Don’t throw it away

I made a fire and watching burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past now just how long will it last
No no no have you no ambition
My mother and my brothers used to breathe in clean in air
And dreaming I’m a doctor
It’s hard to be a man when there’s a gun in your hand
Oh I feel so...

Something happens and I’m head over heels

And this my four leaf clover
I’m on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
 
Is there a photo of me on your wall
in short short shorts or zipped down jeans
do you wake up at night,
and wish you were me, under the bed
under the hot lights?
 
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Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
 
his friends are more than fond of robin...
he doesn't need to compliment them...
and always when he leaves he leaves them...
feeling proud just to know him...

robin...
i've never told you...
but i'll be yours... until we're old...

please learn to call me in your dreams...
 
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oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before
the takeover
the sweeping insensitivity
of this still life
 
I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on and take it,
Take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby!
Oh, oh, break it!
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, have a
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,
You know you got it if it makes you feel good,
Oh, yes indeed.

:mowhawk: :heart: :winkiss:
 
"Oceans wept
Mountains slept
Sidewalks crumbled to ash
Your name remains
In children's lullabies
And your eyes forever in the sky..."
 
We think about tomorrow then it slips away.
Oh, yes, it does.
We talk about forever but we've only got today...
 
Now, I’m craving your body,
Is this real
Temperatures rising, I don’t want to feel
I’m in the wrong place to be real
Woahh and i’m; longing to love you
Just for a night,
Kissing and hugging and holding you tight
Please let me love you
With all my might

:heart:
 
I tried to stay ahead,
I tried to stay on top
I tried to play the part,
But somehow I forgot
Just what I did it for
And why I wanted more
This type of modern life - Is it for me?
This type of modern life - Is it for free?

Do I have to change my name?
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight?
Am I gonna be a star?
 
"That's the way the stomach rumbles
That's the way the bee bumbles
That's the way the needle pricks
That's the way the glue sticks
That's the way the potato mashes
That's the way the pan flashes
That's the way the market crashes
That's the way the whip lashes
That's the way the teeth knashes
That's the way the gravy stains
That's the way the moon wanes"
 
All of fate’s a chance
It’s either good or bad
I tossed my coin to say
In love with me you’d stay
But all in war is so cold
You either win or lose
When all is put away
The losing side I’ll play (not)
But all is fair in love
 
So give me the song
and I'll sing it like I mean it
So give me the words
and I'll say them like I mean it
 
busty coeds live, live, live, you'll crash the car man if you drive, oh 1-800, 1-800, 1-800, wired!!:lol: :lol: :lol:
 

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