|
i see where you're going with this Astro.......you bastard you........
i'll remember that buddy.......... (cool little riff too man,thanks eh) coor's light this bitch....:lol: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1.../guinness1.jpg |
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet We had a little bit of money And a whole lot of show Adn with Hank Jr. blaring on the radio We got us a tank full of gas And we was on our way We figured we'd go down to New Orleans We were barrelling down old 17 When a man with a blinking red light Was on our tail He said you were doing 60 in a 45 But I'm gonna let you go this time But if I catch you again I'm gonna slap you in the county jail We said thank you sir you sure been nice And you ain't gonna have to tell us twice And we were Southbound and down with the wind Blowing in our faces We kept on rolling and pretty soon The radio was cooking out a Haggard tune And we were pulling into Houston Checking out all them places I was feeling dry and I said I think We ought to stop and get ourselves a drink And old Jim said yeah 'cause we got time to kill We kept on rolling and I seen this spot And we pulled into the parking lot Of this place called the Cloud Nine Bar and Grill We walked through the door And the place was jammed The lights were low they had a punk rock band And some orange haired feller singing about suicide I said Jim this ain't our kind of place He said well let's just have one round anyway So against my better judgement we walked on inside Went up to the bar and we sat down This feller walked up and said I'll buy this round And he sat down on the barstool next to Jim He looked like a girl but he talked like a guy He had lipstick on and mascara in his eyes And everybody in that place looked just about like him I said Jim this ain't our kind of bar Let's just go on out and get back in the car 'Cause there's gonna be trouble Ain't no sense in taking a chance We was getting up getting ready to leave When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance I said Jim don't do it there's something missing There's fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's a feller in high heeled shoes wearing panty hose He said partner I just can't turn this down You just go over there and have one more round And I'll dance with the lady And we'll get on down the road So he walked away and left me alone But this funny looking feller kept coming on And he was making me mad with some of the things he said Then he put his hand on my knee I said if you don't get your paw off me I'm gonna locate your nose around The other side of your head He said I love it when you get that fire in your eye I said well partner try this on for size And I unloaded on him and he went out like a light Everybody in that place must have been his friend They all headed for me I said this is the end But where I come from we don't give up Without a fight They were screaming and yelling and scratching and clawing I was punching and hitting and kicking and pawing I was holding my own 'cause I've been in a scrap or two Old Jim come running up out of the blue And that gal he was with come running up too And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun Smeared his lipstick made his makeup run And me and old Jim started fighting our way to the door We lit out of there in that Chevrolet I put in on the floor and it stayed that way We were going down the highway Doing about a hundred and ten We were headed for home and we was getting nearer Then a red light came on the rear view mirror And that same blame cop was pulling us over again Now I'm sitting here in this county jail I had to call my daddy to go our bail But I learned me a lesson That I never will forget again I've done give up drinking I've give up bars And running around the country in souped up cars I'm going back where the women are women And the men are men |
|
ahahahahha.........you know it baby.
rock out with your cock out........ i guess that'd be a little tough for you though eh? :D |
Quote:
Thrash out with your gash out? Rock out with your box out? Beat out with your teat out? Groove out with your boob out? Get your jive on with your vibe on? (None of these are my original work.) |
ahahhhahahhahhahha
jam out with your clam out........ aahhahhhhahhahhahahha nicely done bro. :thumbsup: |
Outside (Break The Cycle Version)
Stained And you.....Could bring me to my knees...Again. All the times.....When I could beg you please...In vein. All the times.....When I felt insecure...For you And I leave.....My burdens at the door... But I'm on the outside, I'm lookin in. I can see through you, see your true colors. Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you. All the times.....That I felt like this won't end...It's for you. And I taste.....What I could never have...It was from you. All the times...That I've cried...My intentions...Were full of pride. But I watse.....More time than anyone... But I'm on the outside, I'm lookin in. I can see through you, see your true colors. Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you. All the times.....That I've cried... All this wasted....It's all inside... And I feel.....All this pain... Stuffed it down.....It's back again... And I lie.....Here in bed... All alone.....I can't mend...But I feel...Tomorrow will be ok. I'm on the outside and I'm lookin in. I can see through you, see your true colors. Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you. |
Girl's Got Rhythm
AC/DC I've been around the world, I've seen a million girls Ain't one of them got, What my lady she's got She's stealin' the spotlight, Knocks me off my feet She's about to start a landslide, Just a-walkin' down the street Wearin' dresses so tight, And lookin' dynamite About to blow me out No doubt about it, Can't live without it (chorus) The girl's got rhythm (Girl's got rhythm) The girl's got rhythm (Girl's got rhythm) She's got the backseat rhythm (Backseat rhythm) The girl's got rhythm She's like a lethal brand, Too much for any man She gives me first degree, She really satisfies me Love me till I'm legless, Aching and sore Enough to stop a freight train, Or start the Third World War You know I'm losin' sleep, I'm in too deep And my body needs love No doubt about it, Can't live without it (repeat chorus) (solo) You know she moves like sin And when she lets me in, It's like liquid love No doubt about it, Can't live without it (repeat chorus, then this variation:) You know she's really got the rhythm (Girl's got rhythm) She's got the backseat rhythm (Backseat rhythm) Rock n' roll rhythm (Rock n' roll rhythm) Girl's got rhythm feel better now? :D |
Quote:
i heard this on the radio today while i was doin' my recycling..........great tune phil... thanks buddy. :thumbsup: Quote:
fuckin' eh brother. :D |
|
American Woman
The Guess Who American woman gonna mess your mind American woman, she gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind Say A, Say M, Say E, Say R, Say I, C, Say A, Say N, American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman gonna mess your mind American woman, stay away from me American woman, mama let me be Don’t come hangin’ around my door I don’t wanna see your face no more I got more important things to do Than spend my time growin’ old with you Now woman, I said stay away, American woman, listen what I say. American woman, get away from me American woman, mama let me be Don’t come knockin’ around my door Don’t wanna see your shadow no more Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else’s eyes Now woman, I said get away American woman, listen what I say. American woman, said get away American woman, listen what I say Don’t come hangin’ around my door Don’t wanna see your face no more I don’t need your war machines I don’t need your ghetto scenes Coloured lights can hypnotize Sparkle someone else’s eyes Now woman, get away from me American woman, mama let me be. Go, gotta get away, gotta get away Now go go go Gonna leave you, woman Gonna leave you, woman Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye You’re no good for me I’m no good for you Gonna look you right in the eye. Tell you what I’m gonna do You know I’m gonna leave You know I’m gonna go You know I’m gonna leave You know I’m gonna go, woman I’m gonna leave, woman Goodbye, American woman Goodbye, American chick Goodbye, American broad ... |
right on phil..........that Marilyn takin' a pic is pretty cool.
great song too buddy. |
Runnin' Back To Saskatoon
The Guess Who {Spoken} There's a province up in Canada that's right next door to ours. It's called Saskatchewan. And, uh, in that province there's a small town, uh, where nothing much ever happens, called Saskatoon. This is a tune about that town. This is called "Runnin' Back To Saskatoon". ~~~~~ ------ harmonica ------ I been hangin' around gas stations I been learnin' 'bout tires I been talkin' to grease monkeys I been workin' on cars Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around libraries I been learnin' 'bout books I been talkin' to playwriters I been workin' on words, phrases Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around hospitals I been learnin' 'bout dyin' I been talkin' to heart doctors I been workin' on disease Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong I been hangin' around grain elevators I been learnin' 'bout food I been talkin' to soil farmers I been workin' on land Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune I been hangin' around camera stores I been learnin' 'bout sight I been talkin' to film makers I been workin' on eyes Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too Runnin' back to Saskatoon Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat Sing another prairie tune Sing another prairie tune This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong This tune is home grown Don't come from Hong Kong |
|
bernie, it's squirrels, remember?
|
ahahhhaha...........
bernie threw that out there for my rabbitt Thumper.......... |
flyman... do you and Bernie have something going on that we should know about? A little fatal attraction, maybe?
|
anything to do with bern is fatal man.......:D
i mean,check the teeth on her dogs.......:eek: how the hell you doin' over there Charlie? |
Mr. Bojangles
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you In worn out shoes With silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants The old soft shoe He jumped so high, jumped so high Then he lightly touched down I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed clicked his heels and stepped He said his name "Bojangles" and he danced a lick across the cell He grabbed his pants and spread his stance, Oh he jumped so high and then he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh and shook back his clothes all around Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the south He spoke through tears of 15 years how his dog and him traveled about The dog up and died, he up and died And after 20 years he still grieves He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks for drinks and tips But most the time I spend behind these county bars 'cause I drinks a bit He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask him please Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance.. |
headin' south, buddy...
be back on board monday or tuesday... |
thanks phil..........remember.....
drive for show....putt for dough baby. have a good journey man. |
how ya like me now??? :thumbsup:
Well it's forty below and I don't give a fuck Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know Ya piss me off, fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves Well it's forty below and I ain't got a truck And I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm off to the rodeo It's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know Ya piss me off, ya fuckin' jerk, get on my nerves Well here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo And it's Allemande left and Allemande right Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right Get off stage ya goddam goof, ya know Ya piss me off, fuckin' jerk, ya get on my nerves |
thanks Hanx man..........i do so like that Johnny.
poor fucker that he is. |
http://www.soyouwanna.com/SITE/syws/...enameFULL.html
I always figured you'd change your name to Dick..........:lol: |
that's Richard to you buddy...........
:D |
i did a whole freakin' thread of these lyrics for bones, back when he was still a "person..." the I-95 song was one of them.../me needs to research some old threads to find some of that good shit...
|
do it phil my man...do it
|
oh shit, now i have to look up the freakin' "bones" thread...
|
|
|
phil dude.......my nuts ain't worked for.......8 years now man.
fuck the skwerlz......... *and they don't get pregnant as easy as my wife did eh* |
Quote:
Good to see you finally got your wish for name change... |
Quote:
good for you Charlie......keep the good times comin' baby. and yes i'm quite happy that 'ol Hanxter hooked me up with the change. |
Quote:
http://static.flickr.com/120/284780155_1ec2fcc081.jpg (To comply with flickr rules & the fact that NONSENSE no longer supports html, here's the flickr link to my photo...) [URL="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hasfurrychildren/284780155/"] |
I think I like paddyjoe's halloween picture of Bernie... Joe? You have to post that for flyman...
|
I'm not too sure our pal bernie found this amusing......
http://static.flickr.com/101/284591027_8f3c547184.jpg but when has that ever stopped us before.........:lol: |
Quote:
hehehehhehehe......... i sure did........:thumbsup: |
:P I'm just glad I had my hair combed that day.
Now who wants an apple? hrmm...? |
Quote:
ready or not, here i come... |
Quote:
as long as it's on joe's head,and i get first shot with the arrow baby......... :thumbsup: who loves ya joe??????? :icare: |
| All times are GMT -8. The time now is 07:08 PM. |
Powered by vBulletin® Version 3.8.7
Copyright ©2000 - 2025, vBulletin Solutions, Inc.
Search Engine Optimization by vBSEO 3.6.0 PL2
© 2002-2012 Tilted Forum Project