10-14-2003, 07:15 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Louisville, KY
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What song is stuck in your head?
What song is stuck in your head right now??
At the moment, I have "Stay or Leave" by Dave Matthews (sans Band) and "No Rain" by Blind Melon vying to drive me mad. There is a line from each song that I have on repeat in my mind. "Wake up naked drinking coffee, making plans to change the world...while the world is changing us, it was good, good love. You used to laugh under the covers, maybe not so often now. When I laughed with you, it was loud and hard" -Stay or Leave "I want someone to say to me (whoa oh oh oh!) I'll always be there when you wake" -No Rain So, if you have a line or a song stuck in your head, share it here...maybe typing it out will exorcise the song from your consiousness! (that's why I'm posting this damned thread. )
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10-14-2003, 08:32 PM | #3 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Up yonder
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Oh damn I hope this works as the new song from 3 Doors Down has been driving me mad the past few days....
"I'm here without you baby, but you're 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 you're still with me in my dreams and tonight there's only you and me." Argh! Make it stop! Make it stop!
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10-15-2003, 04:40 AM | #4 (permalink) |
Redwing fan extraordinaire
Location: Michigan
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"I love you........ you love me........were a happy family....... with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you.............. Won't you say you love me too!!!!
DAMN THAT BARNEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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10-15-2003, 07:10 AM | #6 (permalink) |
Junkie
Location: Reichstag
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Frank Sinatra - New York New York
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10-15-2003, 09:10 AM | #7 (permalink) |
Gastrolithuanian
Location: low-velocity Earth orbit
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"The Girl From Ipanema"
Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah When she walks, she's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh (Ooh) But I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at me Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see) (She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...) |
10-15-2003, 10:05 PM | #9 (permalink) |
Banned
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Haven't heard the Krall version but I would like to soon. She works well for my ears. The new ad campaign for Old Navy has infected me with, "Standing on the corner watchin' all the girls, watchin' all the girls, watchin' all the girls go by......." They modernized it but I hear the old standard.
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10-17-2003, 10:07 AM | #16 (permalink) |
Intently Rocking
Location: Davey's
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I've had this rolling around in my head for days:
Tart by Elvis Costello Hear silver trumpets will trill in Arabic streets of Seville Oranges roll in the gutter And you pick them up And peel back the skin To the red fruit within But the flavour is… Tart And the flavour is… Tart Is it something you crave? And you say that you only feel bitterness When you know it's a lie, lie, lie… Wild with a blackberry bush There were blossoms of cherries to crush There, at the edge of the asphalt tempting fingertips They stain your hand, press too hard They'll colour your lips… But the flavour is… Tart And the flavour is… Tart Is it something you crave? 'Cos you say that you only feel bitterness Would it kill you to show us a little sweetness? Repeat chorus Odd, where nothing else grows It was something like love that she chose Always a creature of habit When pity would do She wore down that heel with no feeling She kept on her shoes Repeat chorus Nylon was hung from a peg And a kohl black seam ran down her leg Fishermen look for their nets And send their regrets The bug lay there broken She spoke, "Is this some kind of joke?" But the flavour is… Tart Unfortunately, I can only think of the chorus, so Elvis Costello is screaming "Tart!" in my head.
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10-17-2003, 06:43 PM | #17 (permalink) |
Indifferent to anti-matter
Location: Tucson, AZ
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That Rob Zombie song that came out not too long ago. Something about a durango or something. Sounds like there's lots of female backup singers.
Catchy to the point of madness.
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10-18-2003, 08:42 AM | #19 (permalink) |
Tilted
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bahhh...that peanut butter jelly time thinigie...
http://www.clappingfetus.com/Flash/p...tterjelly.html |
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