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Bob Dylan on a Sunday Morning
God Knows God knows you ain't pretty God knows it's true God knows there ain't anybody ever gonna take the place of you. God knows it's a struggle God knows it's a crime God knows there gonna be no more water but fire next time. God don't call it treason God don't call it wrong You're supposed to last a season But its so strong for so long. God knows it's fragile God knows everything God knows it could snap apart right now just like putting scissors to a string. God knows it's terrifying God sees it all unfold There's a million reasons for you to be crying You've been so bold and so cold. God knows you when you see it God knows you've got to weep God knows the secrets of your heart He'll tell them to you when you're asleep. God knows there's a river God knows how to make them flow God knows you ain't gonna be taking nothing with you when you go. God knows there's a purpose God knows there's a chance God knows you can raise above the darkest hour of every circumstance. God knows there's a heaven God knows it's out of sight God knows we can get all the way from here today if we gonna walk a million miles by candlelight. |
Ride of the Valkyries....with kitties |
King of the Bongo Mama was queen of the mambo Papa was king of the Congo Deep down in the jungle I start bangin' my first bongo Every monkey'd like to be In my place instead of me Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby I'm the king of bongo bong I went to the big town Where there is a lot of sound From the jungle to the city Looking for a bigger crown So I play my boogie For the people of big city But they don't go crazy When I'm bangin' in my boogie I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come baby (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town But I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby, (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) They say that I'm a clown Making too much dirty sound They say there is no place for little monkey in this town Nobody'd like to be in my place instead of me Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin' on my boogie I'm the (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come Bangin' on my bongo all that swing belongs to me I'm so happy there's nobody in my place instead of me I'm a king without a crown hanging loose in a big town I'm the king of bongo baby I'm the king of bongo bong (King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) Hear me when I come, baby (king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong) |
<3 Bonnie Raitt and Stevie Ray Vaughn & Double Trouble
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Inside Out - Eve 6
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Never There - Cake
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I want his tux.
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Praise You - Fatboy Slim
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Found this in a search and liked it ...
Whiskey Lullaby
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Bette Midler - One Monkey Don't Stop No Show
Tell it Bette! :winky:
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Oh, I am SO FANCY now!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much WomenMoveMe, for showing me the error of my ways! Look at me go now!!!! *curtsey*! |
just let it wash over you~ |
I wish this song was an hour long~ |
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Oh so wow...
MAKE THIS EASIER something about the way you see me and the things you said something about the way I picture you when you're in my head something about the way you move me put my soul to rest something about the way you smile at me when you're in my bed and I cannot kill the fire that's inside you I fuel the flame instead so I try the best i can to like you leaving things unsaid something about the way I don't know what I feel you need close but you never get near I'm a mess and you are oh so clear so god please make this easier yeah please just make this easier something about the way you see me and the things you said something about the way I picture you when you're in my head something about the way I don't know what I feel you need close but you never get near I'm a mess and you are oh so clear so god please make this easier yeah please just make this easier |
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My family asked what I wanted for xmess, and all I asked for was a CD. Luckily, they wrote it down and it arrived in the mail Saturday! I can't stop listening to it on repeat.
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On My Own -- Patti Labelle, featuring Michael McDonald So many times Said it was forever Said our love would always be true Something in my heart always knew I'd be lying here beside you On my own On my own On my own So many promises never should be spoken Now I know what loving you cost Now we're up to talking divorce And we weren't even married On my own Once again now One more time By myself No one said it was easy But it once was so easy Well I believed in love Now here I stand I wonder why I'm on my own Why did it end this way On my own This wasn't how it was supposed to be On my own I wish that we could do it all again So many times I know I should have told you Losing you it cut like a knife You walked out and there went my life I don't want to live without you On my own On my own On my own This wasn't how it was supposed to end I wish that we could do it all again I never dreamed I'd spend one night alone On my own, I've got to find where I belong again I've got to learn how to be strong again I never dreamed I'd spend one night alone By myself by myself I've got to find out what was mine again My heart is saying that it's time again And I have faith that I will shine again I have faith in me On my own On my own On my own ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
On a Monday morning: Seals & Crofts
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