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The Scientist -- Coldplay Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you And tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions Oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming up tails Heads on a science apart Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start I was just guessing at numbers and figures Pulling the puzzles apart Questions of science, science and progress Do not speak as loud as my heart And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me Oh and I rush to the start Running in circles, chasing our tails Coming back as we are Nobody said it was easy Oh it's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be so hard I'm going back to the start Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh Ah ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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This makes me laugh every time. Funniest thing is when my friend's seven year old struck a pose and said, "I work OUT!"
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How do you write a song like this and not sing it for decades???
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Listening toooo
Believe and The only one- The Letter Black (if I was 30 yrs younger id marry this rawkin woman)
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Don't Rush -- Kelly Clarkson, featuring Vince Gill Let's wake up in the afternoon Pretend that we got nothing to do No we don't have to go by any agenda We can make up our own rules I see the way you're looking at me Baby know I'm feeling it too We can just light up every candle Move from room to room Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Hanging on every touch Baby don't rush, no no Baby don't rush Throw the map out of the window Taking the long way around To a secret place where no one could find us A little place we can call our own Come over here and take a picture Something we can hang on to We can look back and try to remember All the crazy things we gonna do Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Just hanging on every touch Baby don't rush Baby don't rush Stopping every minute just because you're in it Stopping every minute just because you're in it Stopping every minute Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be (supposed to be) Just hanging on every touch Baby don't rush no no Baby don't rush (Baby don't rush) Baby don't rush :heartbeat: ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Rest in peace, Mr. Jones, and thanks for the tunes!!!
Finally Friday -- George Jones I got a hundred dollars smokin' in my billfold I know I oughta save it but it's burnin' a hole Right through my pocket and into my skin Come Monday morning I'll be broke again. It's finally Friday, I'm free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It's finally Friday, I'm outa' control Forget the workin' blues and let the good times roll. I got a little sugar baby down the road She's sittin' on a radio and rockin' on roll We'll dance up a storm and later all night We'll be workin' on doin' all the wrong things right. It's finally Friday, I'm free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It's finally Friday, I'm outa' control Forget the workin' blues and let the good times roll. --- Instrumental --- Monday, I'll be hurtin with my head in a vice Tuesday, I'll be wonderin' if I'll ever survive Wednesday and Thursday, I'll be slowly tunin' in Friday, I'll be revin' up my motor again. It's finally Friday, I'm free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It's finally Friday, I'm outa' control Forget the workin' blues and let the good times roll. It's finally Friday I got my motor running for a wild weekend It's finally Friday Forget the workin' blues and let the good times roll... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
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