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Oct 8, 2003 3:08:14 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 3:08:14 GMT -5
Ace Of Base Cruel Summer
Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning I sit around Trying to smile but the air is so heavy and dry Strange voices are saying (ah, what did they say?) Things I can't understand It's too close for comfort this heat has got Right out of hand It's a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer Now you're gone You're not the only one It's a cruel The city is crowded, my friends are away and I'm on my own It's too hot to handle so I gotta get up and go It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me) Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer Now you're gone You're not the only one
Now don't you leave me Now don't you leave me Well don't you leave me Come on, come on Now don't you leave me Now don't you leave me Well don't you leave me Come on, come on It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me) Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel (it's a cruel) cruel summer Now you're gone You're not the only one It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me) Leaving me here on my own It's a cruel (it's a cruel) cruel summer Now you're gone You're not the only one It's a cruel, cruel summer It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer It's a cruel, cruel summer (leaving me) It's a cruel, (it's a cruel) cruel summer It's a cruel summer
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Oct 8, 2003 3:10:40 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 3:10:40 GMT -5
Ace of Base All That She Wants
She leads a lonely life She leads a lonely life
When she woke up late in the morning light And the day had just begun She opened up her eyes and thought Oh what a morning It's not a day for work It's a day for catching tan Just laying on the beach and having fun She's goning to get you
All that she wants is another baby She's gone tomorrow boy All that she wants is another baby All that she wants is another baby
She's gone tomorrow boy All that she wants is another baby All that she wants - all that she wants
So if you are in sight and the day is right She's the hunter you're the fox The gentle voice that talks to you won't talk forever It is a night for passion But the morning means goodbye Beware of what is flashing in her eyes She's going to get you
All that she wants...
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Oct 8, 2003 3:12:11 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 3:12:11 GMT -5
Shania Twain MAN! I FEEL LIKE A WOMAN!
I'm going out tonight -- I'm feelin' alright Gonna let it all hang out Wanna make some noise -- really raise my voice Yeah, I wanna scream and shout No inhibitions -- make no conditions Get a little out of line I ain't gonna act politically correct I only wanna have a good time
Bridge: The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Chorus: Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy -- forget I'm a lady Men's shirts -- short skirts Oh, oh, oh, really go wild -- yeah, doin' it in style Oh, Oh, Oh, get in the action -- feel the attraction Color my hair -- do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free -- yeah, to feel the way I feel Man! I feel like a woman!
The girls need a break -- tonight we're gonna take The chance to get out on the town We don't need romance -- we only wanna dance We're gonna let our hair hang down
(Bridge) (Chorus) (Bridge) (Chorus)
I get totally crazy Can you feel it Come, come, come on baby I feel like a woman
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Oct 8, 2003 3:13:45 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 3:13:45 GMT -5
Shania Twain (IF YOU'RE NOT IN IT FOR LOVE) I'M OUTTA HERE!
Mind if I sit down? Can I by you a round? Haven't seen your face before Are you new in town? It's the same old line Oh every time Are you here alone? Can I take you home? Now every woman sees With every "pretty plese" There's a pair of lyin' eyes And a set of keys He says come be a star In the back seat of my car Oh but baby slow down You're goin' way too far
Let me make it clear To you my dear
Chorus: If you're not In it for love (baby) If you're not Willin' to give it all you got If you're not in it for life If you're not in it for love Let me make it clear To you my dear If you're not in it for love I'm outta here!
Babe I can change your world Make you a cover girl Yeah you could be a beauty queen In a magazine Now tell me, what's your sign? Why always the same old line? I'll be in number 409 If you change your mind
Let me make it clear To you my dear
(Chorus)
(Lead Solo)
Chorus)
If you're not in it for life If you're not in it for love I'm outta here!
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Oct 8, 2003 3:15:00 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 3:15:00 GMT -5
Shania Twain THAT DON'T IMPRESS ME MUCH
I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart But you've got being right down to an art You think you're a genius -- you drive me up the wall You're a regular original, a know-it-all Bridge: Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist That don't impress me much
So you got the brain but have you got the touch Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night That don't impress me much
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket And a comb up his sleeve -- just in case All that extra hold gell in his hair oughtta lock it 'Cause Heaven forbid that it should fall out of place
(Bridge)
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt That don't impress me much So you got the looks but have you got the touch Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night That don't impress me much
You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in I can't believe you kiss your car good night C'mon baby tell me -- you must be jokin', right!
(Bridge) Okay, so you've got a car That don't impress me much So you got the moves but have you got the touch Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much You think you're cool but have you got the touch Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night That don't impress me much
Okay, so what do you think you're Elvis or something... Boy that hurt That don't impress me much
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Oct 8, 2003 3:55:14 GMT -5
Post by Anastas on Oct 8, 2003 3:55:14 GMT -5
On another board, I play a UN Spacy Valkyrie pilot by the name Lieutenant John Robert Davis. He also likes to sing (to himself, though he is talented) and this is one of his (and my) favorites. SON OF A SON OF A SAILOR by Jimmy Buffett As the son of a son of a sailor, I went out on the sea for adventure, Expanding ther view of the captain and crew Like a man just released from indenture. As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man, I have chalked up many a mile. Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks, And I've learned much from both of their styles. Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor. Son of a gun; load the last ton One step ahead of the jailer. Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder, You can shake the hand of the mango man As he greets you at the border. And the lady she hails from Trinidad, Island of the spices. Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet, And the rum is for all your good vices. Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our Forefathers harnessed before us. Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings. It's a son of a gun of a chorus. Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor. So I'll cruise along always searchin' for songs, Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker. But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor. Son of a gun, load the last ton One step ahead of the jailer I'm just a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains. I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer. Lyrics for other Buffett songs can be found here. margaritaville.com/discography/
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Oct 8, 2003 22:11:18 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:11:18 GMT -5
3 Doors Down Here Without You
A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same But all the miles had separate They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight it’s only you and me
The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl it’s only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go it gets hard but it won’t take away my love And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done it get hard but it won’t take away my love
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams And tonight girl it’s only you and me
I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams but tonight girl it’s only you and me
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Oct 8, 2003 22:13:03 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:13:03 GMT -5
Dire Straits Sultans Of Swing
You get a shiver in the dark It's been raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing dixie double four time You feel all right when you hear that music ring
You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth london town
You check out guitar george he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
And harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for friday night With the sultans with the sultans of swing
And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band It ain't what they call rock and roll And the sultans played creole
And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings 'thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' And he makes it fast with one more thing 'we are the sultans of swing'
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Oct 8, 2003 22:17:01 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:17:01 GMT -5
Creed "With Arms Wide Open"
Well I just heard the news today It seems my life is going to change I closed my eyes, begin to pray Then tears of joy stream down my face With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open Well I don't know if I'm ready To be the man I have to be I'll take a breath, take her by my side We stand in awe, we've created life With arms wide open Under the sunlight Welcome to this place I'll show you everything With arms wide open Now everything has changed I'll show you love I'll show you everything With arms wide open If I had just one wish Only one demand I hope he's not like me I hope he understands That he can take this life And hold it by the hand And he can greet the world With arms wide open...
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Oct 8, 2003 22:22:53 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:22:53 GMT -5
Norah Jones Don't Know Why
I waited 'til I saw the sun I don't know why I didn't come I left you by the house of fun I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come
When I saw the break of day I wished that I could fly away Instead of kneeling in the sand Catching teardrops in my hand
My heart is drenched in wine But you'll be on my mind Forever
Out across the endless sea I would die in ecstasy But I'll be a bag of bones Driving down the road along
My heart is drenched in wine But you'll be on my mind Forever
Something has to make you run I don't know why I didn't come I feel as empty as a drum I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come
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Oct 8, 2003 22:23:46 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:23:46 GMT -5
Norah Jones I've Got To See You Again
Line on your face don't bother me Down in my chair when you dance over me I can't help myself I've got to see you again
Late in the night when I'm all alone And I look at the clock and I know you're not home I can't help myself
I've got to see you again I could almost go there Just to watch you be seen I could almost go there Just to live in a dream
But no I won't go for any of those reasons To not touch your skin is not why I sing I can't help myself I've got to see you again
I could almost go there...
No I won't go to share you with them But oh even though I know where you've been I can't help myself I've got to see you again
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Oct 8, 2003 22:26:34 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:26:34 GMT -5
Shakira Underneath Your Clothes
You're a song Written by the hands of god Don't get me wrong cause This might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place Where all my thoughts go hiding And right under your clothes Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey
Because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone When the party's over We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that's on the planet Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing You know it's true Oh baby it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the silence Lamps are hanging from the ceiling Like a lady tied to her manners I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey
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Oct 8, 2003 22:27:27 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:27:27 GMT -5
Shakira Fool
Tell me lies slap me on the face just improvise do something really clever that'll make me hate your name forever
You might swear you'd never touch a lady well, let me say you're not too far from maybe every day you find new ways to hurt me
But I can't help it if I'm just a fool always having my heart set on you 'til the time you start changig the rules I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
Fool
Got resigned from hearing my own story every night I'm paying hell for glory I'm embarrassed but I'm much more sorry
All this pain begins to feel like pleasure with more tears you'd make a sea of desert salt my wounds and i'll keep saying thank you
But I can't help it if I'm just a fool always having my heart set on you 'til the time you start changig the rules I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
Fool
But I can't help it if I'm just a fool always having my heart set on you 'til the time you start changing the rules I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
Fool I can't help it baby fool I can't help it baby fool I can't help it baby fool I can't help it baby
Fool I'm a fool I'm a fool
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Oct 8, 2003 22:28:59 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:28:59 GMT -5
Avril Lavigne Get Over It
Slipping down a slide I did enjoy the ride Don't know what to decide You lied to me You looked me in the eye It took me by surprise Now are you gratified You cried to me
La, la, la, la, la
Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it
When I was feeling down You'd start to hang around And then I found your hands all over me And that was out of bounds You filthy rotten hound It's better than it sounds, believe me
La, la, la, la, la
Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it
Hey, you gotta get over it Hey, you gotta get over it
It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it
Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad
Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it
You'll have to get over it
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Oct 8, 2003 22:30:03 GMT -5
Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 8, 2003 22:30:03 GMT -5
Avril Lavigne I Don't Give a Damn
Everytime you go away It actually kinda makes my day Everytime you leave You slam the door
You pick your words so carefully You hate to think you're hurting me You leave me laughing on The floor
Cause I don't give it up, I don't give a damn What you say about that You know I don't give it up, I don't give a damn What you say about that You know I'm not gonna cry, about some stupid guy A guy who thinks he's all that
I thought we were just hanging out So why'd you kiss me on the mouth You thought the way you taste Would get me high
You went to all your friends to brag Guys are always such a drag Don't you know the reason that I kissed you was to Say goodbye
Cause I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that You know I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that You know I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy A guy who thinks he's all that
Hanging hanging out, I am simply Hanging hanging out, I am simply Hanging so why'd you kiss me on the mouth?
Don't you know that I...
I don't give a damn about you I won't give it up not for you I don't give a damn about you I won't give it up not for you I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy A guy who thinks he's all that
I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that You know I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that
I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that You know I don't give it up I don't give a damn what you say about that
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