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08-29-2004, 02:41 PM
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through charlatans phone
Location: Northcoast
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"White Rabbit"
One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small, And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all. Go ask flyman When he's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall, Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call. Call flyman When he was just small. When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low. Go ask flyman I think he'll know. When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead, And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head. Feed your head. Feed your head" |
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08-29-2004, 04:30 PM
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comfortably numb...
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damn...didn't i post the real thing a few pages ago? pj, you're plagiarizing...or something...
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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08-30-2004, 01:12 PM
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comfortably numb...
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hey, fly, sing this to your buddy the squirrel...
DEAD SKUNK Loudon Wainwright III Crossin' the highway late last night He shoulda looked left and he shoulda looked right He didn't see the station wagon car The skunk got squashed and there you are! You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven! Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose! Roll up yer window and hold yer nose You don't have to look and you don't have to see 'Cause you can feel it in your olfactory You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven! Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got yer dead dog On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog Got yer dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon The blood and the guts they're gonna make you swoon! You got yer Dead skunk in the middle of the road Dead skunk in the middle of the road You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high Heaven! C'mon stink! You got it! It's dead, it's in the middle Dead skunk in the middle! Dead skunk in the middle of the road Stinkin' to high heaven! All over the road, technicolor man! Oh, you got pollution It's dead, it's in the middle And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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08-31-2004, 12:02 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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Start Me Up
The Rolling Stones If you start me up If you start me up I'll never stop If you start me up If you start me up I'll never stop I've been running hot You got me ticking gonna blow my top If you start me up If you start me up I'll never stop You make a grown man cry Spread out the oil, the gasoline I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine Start it up If you start it up Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got I can't compete with the riders in the other heats If you rough it up If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up Don't make a grown man cry My eyes dilate, my lips go green My hands are greasy She's a mean, mean machine Start it up If start me up Give it all you got You got to never, never, never stop Never, never Slide it up You make a grown man cry Ride like the wind at double speed I'll take you places that you've never, never seen Start it up Love the day when we will never stop, never stop Never stop, never stop Tough me up Never stop, never stop, never stop You, you, you make a grown man cry You, you make a dead man cum You, you make a dead man cum
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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08-31-2004, 12:47 PM
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peekaboo
Location: on the back, bitch
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BOB SEGER & THE SILVER BULLET BAND LYRICS
The Fire Down Below Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine Here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time There go the street lights bringin on the night Here come the men faces hidden from the light All through the shadows they come and they go With only one thing in common They got the fire down below Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine Here comes the poor man all you got to have is green Here comes the banker and the lawyer and the cop One thing for certain it ain't never gonna stop When it all gets too heavy That's when they come and go With only one thing in common They got the fire down below It happens out in Vegas happens in Moline On the blue blood streets of Boston Up in Berkeley and out in Queens And it went on yesterday and it's going on tonight Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right And he's looking out for Rosie and she's looking mighty fine And he's walking the streets for Nancy And he'll find her everytime When the street light flicker bringing on the night Well they'll be slipping into darkness slipping out of sight All through the midnight Watch 'em come and watch 'em go With only one thing in common They got the fire down below Copyright 1998 - 2004 Lerenti.com . All Rights Reserved |
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08-31-2004, 05:18 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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damn ng.........i've been eatin' all different kinds of peppers lately.....and that song soooooo rings true..........
same as johnny cash's ring of fire........... ....but i can't stop eatin' them....... ......."and it burns,burns,burns....that ring of fire..." |
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09-01-2004, 03:59 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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Life's Been Good
Joe Walsh I have a mansion but forget the price Ain't never been there, they tell me its nice I live in hotels, tear out the walls I have accountants pay for it all They say I'm crazy but I have a have a good time I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime Life's been good to me so far My Maseratti does one-eighty-five I lost my license, now I dont drive I have a limo, ride in the back I lock the doors in case I'm attacked I'm making records, my fans they can't wait They write me letters, tell me I'm great So I got me an office, gold records on the wall Just leave a message, maybe I'll call Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through I cant complain but sometimes I still do Life's been good to me so far I go to parties sometimes until four It's hard to leave when you can't find the door It's tough to handle this fortune and fame Everybody's so different, I haven't changed They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time I keep on goin' guess I'll never know why Life's been good to me so far
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-01-2004, 06:02 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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i like to think this is true..........if i'm right or wrong......i don't care... you can't find out how life works on page 37. just gotta be there....  |
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09-02-2004, 05:08 PM
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peekaboo
Location: on the back, bitch
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1. Balls To The Wall
Too many slaves in this world One by torture and pain Too many people do not see They're killing themselves - going insane Too many people do not know Bondage in over the human race They believe slaves always lose And this fear keeps them down Watch the damned (God bless ya) They're gonna break their chains You can't stop them (God bless ya) They're coming to get you and then You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall - balls to the wall You may screw their brains You may sacrifice them, too You may mortify their flesh You may rape them all One day the tortured stand up And revolt against the evil They make you drink you blood And tear yourself to pieces You better watch the damned (God bless ya) They're gonna break their chains You can't stop them (God bless ya) They're coming to get you and then You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall - balls to the wall Come on man, let's stand up all over the world Let's plug a bomb in everyone's arse If they don't keep us alive - we're gonna fight for the right Build a wall with the bodies of the dead - and you're saved Make the world scared - come on, show me the sign of victory Sign of victory - sign of victory You better watch the damned (God bless ya) They're gonna break their chains You can't stop them (God bless ya) They're coming to get you and then You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall You'll get your balls to the wall, man Balls to the wall |
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09-04-2004, 10:41 PM
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see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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09-07-2004, 01:45 PM
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comfortably numb...
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Location: upstate
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Bang On The Drum All Day
Todd Rundgren I don't want to work I want to bang on the drum all day I don't want to play I just want to bang on the drum all day Ever since I was a tiny boy I don't want no candy I don't need toy I took a stick and an old coffee can I bang on that thing 'til I got Blisters on my hand Because... (reprise) When I get older they think I'm a fool The teacher told me I should stay after school She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands But my licks were so hot I made the teacher want to dance And that's why... (reprise) Listen to this Every day when I get home from work I feel so frustrated the boss is a jerk And I get my sticks and go out to the shed And i pound on that drum like it was the boss's head Because.. (reprise) I CAN BANG ON THAT DRUM HEY, YOU WANT TO A BANG AT IT? I CAN DO THIS ALL DAY
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-08-2004, 11:59 AM
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Smokin' in the Boys Room
Brownsville Station (Spoken) How you doin' out there? Y'ever seem to have one of those days where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case, from your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend? Well, y'know, I used to have 'em just about all the time. But I found a way to get out of 'em. Let me tell you about it! (Sung) Sitting in the classroom Thinking it's a drag Listening to the teacher rap Just ain't my bag The noon bells ring You know that's my cue I'm gonna meet the boys On floor number two! Smokin' in the boys' room Smokin' in the boys' room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school. A-checkin' out the halls Makin' sure the coast is clear Lookin' in the stalls No, there ain't nobody here Oh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul To get caught would surely be the death of us all Smokin' in the boys' room Smokin' in the boys' room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school. All right! Oh, put me to work In the school book store Check out counter And I got bored Teacher was lookin' For me all around Two hours later You know where I was found Smokin' in the boys' room (Yes indeed, I was) Smokin' in the boys' room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school. One mo'! Smokin' in the boys' room Oh, smokin' in the boys' room Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-08-2004, 05:12 PM
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Location: upstate
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gotcha, turkey...(with some help from hank)
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-09-2004, 12:31 PM
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Low Rider
War All my friends know the low rider The low rider is a little higher Low rider drives a little slower Low rider is a real goer Low rider knows every street yeah! Low rider is the one to meet yeah! Low rider don't use no gas now Low rider don't drive to fast Take a little trip Take a little trip Take a little trip and see Take a little trip Take a little trip Take a little trip with me
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-10-2004, 12:56 PM
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Shaving Cream
Benny Bell I have a sad story to tell you It may hurt your feelings a bit Last night when I walked into my bathroom I stepped in a big pile of ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen I think I'll break off with my girlfriend Her antics are queer, I'll admit Each time I say, "Darling, I love you" She tells me that I'm full of ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen Our baby fell out of the window You'd think that her head would be split But good luck was with her that morning She fell in a barrel of ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen An old lady died in a bathtub She died from a terrible fit In order to fulfill her wishes She was buried in six feet of ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen When I was in France with the army One day I looked into my kit I thought I would find me a sandwich But the darn thing was loaded with ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen And now, folks, my story is ended I think it is time I should quit If any of you feel offended Stick your head in a barrel of ... Shaving cream, be nice and clean Shave every day and you'll always look keen
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-11-2004, 07:45 AM
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Bottle of Wine
Tom Paxton Ramblin' around this dirty old town Singin' for nickels and dimes Times getting rough I ain't got enough To buy me a bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Leave me along, let me go home I wann'a go back and start over Little hotel, older than Hell Cold and as dark as a mine Blanket so thin, I lie there and grin Buy me little bottle of wine CHORUS Aches in my head, bugs in my bed Pants so old that they shine Out on the street, tell the people I meet Won'ch buy me a bottle of wine CHORUS Teacher must teach, and the preacher must preach Miner must dig in the mine I ride the rods, trusting in God And hugging my bottle of wine CHORUS
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-12-2004, 06:54 AM
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The Griffin
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Well, show me the way, To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why, Oh, don't ask why Show me the way, To the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why, Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find, The next whiskey bar I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama, We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why Well, show me the way, To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why, Oh, don't ask why Show me the way, To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why, Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find, The next little girl I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama, We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whiskey, oh, you now why (i think my club's inventory of absolut dropped dramatically last night) |
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09-13-2004, 12:42 PM
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Location: upstate
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The Pig Song
olde, olde, English It was early last September, Near as I can remember, I was strolling down the lane in tipsy pride. Not a word did I utter As I lay down in the gutter, And this pig come up and lay down by my side. Not a soul were we disturbing As we lay there by the curbing, When this high-toned lady come and I heard her say, "You can tell a man who boozes By the company he chooses." And the pig got up and slowly walked away!
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done." - Robert S. McNamara ----------------------------------------- "We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches... We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles." - Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message" ----------------------------------------- never wrestle with a pig. you both get dirty; the pig likes it. |
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09-14-2004, 05:43 AM
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The Griffin
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I've been known to tie one on and honky tonk til half past three
But the party don't get started til my baby pours her love on me She's a hundred proof, Lord she's smooth She makes me moan all night long So I don't need the booze to get a buzz on I've tried It all from Tennessee Whiskey To Ozark Mountain Moonshine But it's her sweet love that packs the punch And keeps me higher than a Georgia pine Mr Southern Comfort don't come in a bottle I get a double shot of love home grown So I don't need booze to get a buzz on My little country girl makes my head whirl and my knees begin to shake No I can't walk no chalk line I ain't a talking or a thinking straight I'm hooked on my baby's love there ain't nothing in a jug this strong And I don't need the booze to get a buzz on I've tried It all from Tennessee Whiskey To Ozark Mountain Moonshine Bu it's her sweet love that packs the punch And keeps me higher than a Georgia pine Mr Southern Comfort don't come in a bottle I get a double shot of love home grown So I don't need booze to get a buzz on I wear a Blue Ribbon grin every now and then But I don't need that to get stoned I don't need the booze to get a buzz on No I don't need the booze to get a buzz on |
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