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This Lyric is: #201

NOVEL MAN
© 2002 by Greg Conley KEY: D

Old Dewey played his cards right, while setting up his shelves
For lovers need direction, a catalog of help
Some girls are prone to nights alone curled up with a good book
So come on down and take yourself a look

I'm a novel man, as you can see, come check me out at the library
Long overdue for love and hugs,
...at the library of love

With Romeo and Juliet the Bard was trying to show
His literary prowess, 'bout something we all know
That supermarket checkout trash won't get you what you need
An alternate selection's here to read

I'm a novel man, as you can see, come check me out at the library
Long overdue for love and hugs,
...at the library of love

She say's she can read me like a book, I don't know if that's true, take a look
And flip through this dog-earred heart, it's here to see
It reads like a romance paperback, So filled with the love that others lack
You will be amazed at love's sheer poetry

Some girls are prone to nights alone curled up with a good book
So come on down and take yourself a look

I'm a novel man, as you can see, come check me out at the library
Long overdue for love and hugs,
...at the library of love

Thanks,
Greg

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This Lyric is: #202

18 Years © 2001 Lyrics by C. Bernard
Music by Allan Truesdell

He's not left these cold, block walls
since nineteen, eighty-three.
Doing the time for another's crime
and mistaken identity.
Forensic science has improved.
DNA tests cleared his name.
Now they know, they're letting him go..
at twelve o'clock today.

Eighteen years.....eighteen years

(CHORUS)
Eighteen years without the sunshine.
Eighteen years without the rain.
Eighteen years of bitter tears
.....and his silent cries of pain.....

Warden watches from his window
as the man shuffles through the gate.
He could sue the state for millions
and most likely win his case.
But the warden has statistics;
to shield him from his fears.
A soulless husk, climbs on the bus,
........he'll be dead within the year.

Eighteen years...eighteen years

(BRIDGE)
They can't give him back his children.
They can't resurrect his wife.
They can't return the missing years
....ripped from the pages of his life.

Eighteen years.....eighteen years

They can't give him back his freedom,
'cause freedom is a state of mind.
He crossed that state line.....years ago
....when he started serving time.

(CHORUS)
Eighteen years without the sunshine.
Eighteen years without the rain.
Eighteen long years of bitter tears
......and his silent cries of pain.

......and his silent cries of pain..


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This Lyric is: #203

Take A Minute
(c) 2002 Russ Bonagura - Keith Mack

In a world that’s so uncertain
As the sun burns through the darkness
May each new day’s light stay focused on what’s real
We take for granted those we love will be around
The tallest buildings fall and crumble crashing to the ground

While our lives become entangled
In a daily routine grind
It’s no wonder days on end just slip on by
Then another new years eve has come and gone
We forget the resolutions that we promised to ourselves

It’s so important to take a minute
Even if it feels you don’t have one left to give
Don’t ask questions, take a minute
To show the ones we love that it’s them we’re thinking of
They deserve more than a minute

We should really think about this before waking late one night
Our hearts are pounding, we’re much older
And our lives have passed on by
If we wasted all our time inside a selfish world of one
We may find that we’re alone feeling sorry for ourselves

It’s so important to take a minute
Even if it feels you don’t have one left to give
Don’t ask questions, take a minute
To show the ones we love that it’s them we’re thinking of
Cause they deserve more than a minute


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This Lyric is: #204

This Dream I Dream
Copyright 1999 Carl Towns

Driving down this lonely road
looking for someone to hold
waiting for the one that waits for me
praying to the Lord above
that he'll send me that sweet love
the love I'm dreamin' of
in this dream I dream

Here I am
Where are you
Are you looking for me
the way I look for you
Do the stars ever get in your eyes
hide the real world from your view
Will this dream I dream ever come true.

I have been in love before
always needing something more
never knowing what the end would be
but when we meet girl I will know
the way that our love story goes
'cause I've been reading it
in this dream I dream.

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This Lyric is: #205

Wanna Be

written by Katrina Bishop
copyright 2001 Katrina Bishop

I've been told I'll make a good wife someday.
Whatever for, if all he's gonna do is sail away?
It's not that I'd be lonely and it's not that I'd be bored,
It's not that I'd be jealous of the women he'd adore;
It's just a simple matter of envious desire,
I was born with a roving eye.

I wanna be one o' the boys, I want to sail upon the sea,
I want a lover in every port and one to wait for me, yeah, one to wait for me.
Gimme a jigger and I will toast to those upon the shore,
And I'll endeavour to never be one o' them who wait for more, them who wait for more, hey, hey.

The widow's walk is not for me.
I found a better way to move from 'A' to 'B'.
It's not that I'm ignoring all the danger and the toil,
It's not that I'm ungrateful, but my blood begins to boil!
It's more along the lines of giving up the ghost
Of a life somebody else devised.

I wanna be one o' the boys, I want to sail upon the sea,
I want a lover in every port and one to wait for me, yeah, one to wait for me.
Gimme a jigger and I will toast to those upon the shore,
And I'll endeavour to never be one o' them who wait for more, them who wait for more, hey, hey.

SOLO...

It's not that I'd be lonely and it's not that I'd be bored,
It's not that I'd be jealous of the women he'd adore.
It's just a simple matter of envious desire,
I would like a bigger piece of the pie!

I wanna be one o' the boys, I want to sail upon the sea,
I want a lover in every port and one to wait for me, yeah, one to wait for me.
Gimme a jigger and I will toast to those upon the shore,
And I'll endeavour to never be one o' them who wait for more, them who wait for more,

(Repeat chorus as fast as possible, end on...)

... Hey, Hey!

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This Lyric is: #206

"Life's a Routine" by Bill Paige

The sun is supposed to come up
The rain is falling down
It seems to be the same
Everyday in this town
People always moving around
With their faces showing a frown

Chorus:
Life's a routine
We all get caught in a rut
Just focusing straight ahead
Ignoring the knot in our gut

Traffic always forms
At the same time of day
Is this the only route
Is this the best way
Follow the leader
Through the lethal cloud of gray

Chorus:
Life's a routine
We all get caught in a rut
Just focusing straight ahead
Ignoring the knot in our gut

Enter a line over here
For a burger and fry
I never get what I want
No matter how I try
I don't want to complain
I just want to comply

Chorus:
Life's a routine
We all get caught in a rut
Just focusing straiht ahead
Ignoring the knot in our gut

Back on the road
At the end of daylight
As is the same everyday
So is the route at night
It will be the same tomorrow
Much to everyones' delight

Chorus:
Life's a routine
We all get caught in a rut
Just focusing straight ahead
Ignoring the knot in our gut


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This Lyric is: #207

THE WRECK OF YOU AND ME
By Devon Copley

A desert island on the sea
No interruption of my reverie
And you see, I sit alone and watch the waves
Can’t admit that I’d be saved
The situation calls for bravery

Never built a signal fire
I watch your airplane circle higher and higher and I
Imagine you up there
Twirling in the air
And looking down from on your lofty perch
You’re calling off the search

The tide, receding, revealing the shattered vessel
It’s a miracle anyone survived
The wreck of you and me

No sudden storm split us in two
No siren’s song enchanted the fearless crew
But we knew, since the day that we set sail
When we worked in shifts at bailing out the inundated engine room
The tiny ship was doomed

The tide, receding, revealing the shattered vessel
It’s a miracle anyone survived
The wreck of you and me

It was a sunny day and a glassy sea
I didn’t see the wave till it came crashing over me
And bore you on a swell
As you waved farewell…

I guess I think about you less
But I still fiddle with the useless wireless
I confess
I’m living for your call
Hoping you’ve forgiven all the tragic voyages I put you through
And I watch for you
But all I see is blue on blue


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This Lyric is: #208

MAKE ME SCREAM

(c) 2000 Giovanni Alfieri


Here is the longing in my heart
Burns me with expectation
Compose the end before I start
Fills me with trepidation

I let you move right through me
Proving you never knew me
Here's where the violence takes control


Chorus:

For I am looking for a lover who will make me scream
So I can hide it undercover to uphold the dream
Of a love that's like no other
Melting all that was serene
Make me scream
Here I can love with passion, hate with passion
Make me scream
I will live with passion, die with passion
No chance here of being seen


I see the vision of my life
Fading with this decision
Your presense cuts me like a knife
Each word a new incision

Thoughts turned to give forgiveness
Mind unaware of illness
Here is the point where I withdraw

(chorus)

Here is the point where I get out
Here is the point where I wake up
Here is the point where every doubt comes into view

(chorus)

I will love with passion, hate with passion
Make me scream
I will live with passion, die with passion
What the hell does it all mean


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This Lyric is: #209

Night Blindness
David W. Matheson (c) 2000

As growing cold and twilight mark
One more day you failed to win,
The broken bench and crowded park
Press the empty space within.
With every weary length you pace
Across your shrinking cage,
You spend the needed strength to face
The bars of helpless rage.
Hunger behind stress
Turns to night blindness.

The hawker with a cure to sell
Parades with well-trained beasts.
As shadows swell, you cannot tell
Who wears, who holds the leash.
They call you to a stronger plan.
Banners wave to feed the chill.
Ethnic cleansing, pride of clan,
Words to wash the blood they spill.
No room for kindness
Seen from night blindness.

Should the prophets' spell be broken,
You find yourself still fenced
By the only question spoken,
"Are you for us or against?"
So you learn to be forgiven
By your mirror when you say
That the only choice you're given
Is which friend to betray.
The old ties bind less
Under night blindness.

You torch the windmills that you win
And clap to their throes of death.
You don't see the dragons watch and grin,
Though they warm you with their breath.
Is it the Yankees or the Soviets?
Is it the Moslems or the Jews?
When your fingers fix like bayonets
It's the easy prey you'll choose.
Fail your like-kind test,
Fall to night blindness.

As the smoke clears above the trench
To let the moonlight filter through,
Flicker across the bed of stench,
Reflecting faces you once knew,
Spent and torn, you await the sun,
Left with no clear path to flee
The thief into whose arms you've run
To dodge the shadow of a tree.
So hard to find rest
Past your night blindness.

To forget the past condemns you
To relive it, so it's well known.
You push these lessons out of view
To fight for every cast-off bone.
We rise to offer prayers and rhyme,
Swear off apathy and hate
"Never again", 'til the next time
There's too little on our plate.
How far behind us
Is this night's blindness?



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This Lyric is: #210

Wednesday
August 21, 2002
Loc Code: 0412

" DIRTY LAUNDRY "
(c) 2002 Ronald Boyte

v 1
It's Saturday morning
We sleep a little late
My Honey and I don't care
Around high noon
I slide out of bed
What's with the clothes piled in our room?

build
My Honey starts giggling
Dirty laundry needs washing

chorus
Baby looks at me and grins
Oops she says she forgot again
Gives me a kiss and wiggles her nose
Off to the Laundromat we go
Carrying stuff - Dirty laundry

v 2
She pours in the powder
And adds a cup of bleach
I'm leaning on back to watch
Her hands hunt coins
She digs kind of deep
Whoa little girl where are you going?

build
My Honey starts giggling
As our laundry starts washing

chorus (mod)
Baby looks at me and grins
Oops she says she gets up again
Gives me a kiss removing some clothes
Love doing laundry don't we know
Sexual stuff's - Dirty laundry

bridge
It's good no one's in here
Not many places to hide
Good loving comes with a little fear
Lots of giggles - Don't even ask why

chorus (mod)
Baby looks at me and grins
Wow she says Let's do that again
Gives me a kiss and wiggles her nose
Doing the laundry nice and slow
Let's do more - Dirty laundry

out
Let's find more - Dirty laundry ---


* End

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This Lyric is: #211

Evil City
(c) 2001 David Frey

The roar’s just a drone, there’s blood on the stone, why do I stay here?
Nowhere to go, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Lost in a crowd, vulgar and loud, and they’re so ugly,
Coming apart, my only thought is that they lied.

Evil city,
Gonna’ scrape your flesh off.
It’s evil city,
That’s killing you.

Concrete and steel, Hell is for real; it’s so inhuman,
Wall out the day, wall out the night, wall out the life.
Straining the beam, stretching the seam, we stay afloat here,
Wasting our youth, the sound of the truth cuts like a knife.

Evil city,
Gonna’ scrape your flesh off.
It’s evil city,
That’s killing you.

Wearing the dress, pressing the flesh, but we don’t mean it,
Selling our minds, selling our souls, selling our pride.
Dazed and confused, broke and abused, seeking our freedom,
Kissing a whore, hoping there’s more still to be tried.

Evil city,
Gonna’ scrape your flesh off.
It’s evil city,
That’s killing you.

There is a way; they pack a day in every bottle,
Blocking out pain, blocking out grief, blocking out cries.
In some other place, without a trace of true remembrance,
We still know the aim, feel the shame of our first lie.

Evil city,
Gonna’ scrape your flesh off.
It’s evil city,
That’s killing you.

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This Lyric is: #212

This song was inspired when I read about the denudation of tropical forests in Brazil, Indonesia, etc.

LET ME FLY

Let Me Fly
4/4
Copyright Stanley Loh February 27, 1989

Verse 1
Too many people to satisfy,
Growing needs, greed and wine.
Your cattle ranches take my land.
Now we're hungry, now we band!

Verse 2
You owe too much, you can't pay,
So you rob me blind, I have no say.
Your modern world takes more than trees,
It takes my spirit, I ain't free!

CHORUS
Let me fly to the skies, let me fly.
Let me fly to my home where I belong.
Leave my forest all alone, singing songs.
Clean the air that I breathe, Let me be.

Verse 3
Our fight ain't over, but you push on, Killing trees, burning on,
I wish for power to overcome,
And making peace with the troublesome.

Verse 4
The gems you took off from my land,
Ain't worth that much, good as sand.
If in your lifetime you can't breathe,
If in your children's they can't live!

CHORUS
Let them fly to their skies, let them fly.
Let them fly to their homes where they belong.
Leave their forest all alone, singing songs,
Clean the air that they breathe, Let them be!



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This Lyric is: #213

"It Must Have Slipped My Mind"
by David Cousino

Love seemed stronger in those early days
I still recall the tender love we made
And those nights a single rose I laid
Upon your satin pillow case

Time has passed and now I’m wondering
Is that flame of ours still burning?
Deep within my heart I’m yearning
I still need you close to me

Chorus:IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND
How you love roses
Although I knew it all the time
IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND

I remember all those little things
Those moonlit nights, our front porch swing
The deep desire your golden skin could bring
Sends a shiver through my soul

Now our yesterdays have come and gone
Your sweet lips are still my summer song
I need to love you ‘til the new day dawns
I still need you close to me

Bridge:
If I could make just one small spark
Then fan the flame inside your heart
Our love of old now worn by time
Would start again and you’d be mine
Yes, in my heart the fire still burns
That aching need still stronger yearns
If I could tell you how I feel tonight
Would it be enough to make it turn out right

Chorus: IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND
How you love roses
Although I knew it all the time
IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND
Tag: Although I knew it all the time
IT MUST HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND


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This Lyric is: #214

That Gold Band
© 2001 Elizabeth Marquez BMI

V
You wondered why I turned away
It wasn’t just the touch
You were breaking down a wall
And I wanted it too much
I didn’t say you weren’t the one for me
It would’ve been a lie
I needed you more than I could say
Let me tell you why
C
That gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
I wanted you to hold me
In arms gentle yet so strong
I still think about it
To this day I still long
But that gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
V
The slightest brush against my skin
Got me so excited
You may have noticed that I flinched
I felt fully ignited
I wanted you to hold me
But you thought I didn’t care
Knowing that you weren’t free
Was just too much for me to bear
C
That gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
I wanted you to hold me
In arms that were so strong
I still think about it
To this day I still long
But that gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
B
I cared more than you knew
Some day you will see
I turned away for you
And not because of me
C
That gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
I wanted you to hold me
In arms that were so strong
I still think about it
To this day I still long
But that gold band around your finger
Told me it was wrong
T
That gold band round your finger told me
It was wrong


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This Lyric is: #215

Mystic Wings
Lyrics & music by Jenny Leigh © 2002

Jolted out of rhythm, filled with pessimism.
Lost a lot of dreams. Broken, so it seems.
Tragic twist of fate. My debut too late.
Trouble after trouble.
Struggle after struggle.

It's a temporary thing--Just as all the seasons change on the canvass of your life; Some gray, some color, dark and light.
It's your drama. Golden karma. Endure. Embrace. Secure your pace.
It's a temporary thing--
soon to pass on mystic wings…

Turn of luck, I fell through…Feel overwhelmingly blue.
Debt, loss, misfortune…Darkness at high noon.
Ever feel this way?
Like night eclipsed the day?
Turn after turn…When will we ever learn?

It's a temporary thing--Just as all the seasons change on the canvass of your life; Some gray, some color, dark and light.
It's your drama. Golden karma. Endure. Embrace. Secure your pace.
It's a temporary thing--
soon to pass on mystic wings…

Who you are doesn't fade: Brilliant star, diamond, jade. Buddha, God, Golden Rod, Shining rose… Your light glows…

It's a temporary thing--Just as all the seasons change on the canvass of your life; Some gray, some color, dark and light.
It's your drama. Golden karma. Endure. Embrace. Secure your pace.
It's a temporary thing--
soon to pass on mystic wings…


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This Lyric is: #217

Poisoned by Desire

I should have known, there was nothing I could gain
Loving the two of you, has caused so much pain
Can’t escape the sorrow, from playing with fire
Bitten by a viper, poisoned by desire

I never meant, to let this get out of hand
It’s hard to understand, nothing here was planned
How could I let my heart, be bit by another
Injected by two fangs, poisoned by desire

Bridge
Deep within my heart the ghost of my lies wait
In the shadow of the vipers domain
Feeling the heat of another’s fire
There’s venom in my veins, Poisoned by desire

So many tears, I have caused by all of this
Letting go was the best I could do for you
Still haunted by the truth that made me a liar
Venom runs in my veins, poisoned by desire



Craig Allison
Copyright © 2002
All rights reserved


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This Lyric is: #218

"YOU MAY NEVER HIT A HOMERUN"
(c)2002 Jeff Armstrong

What's in your mind little child
Do you perceive things as I do
Is it organized or wild
Or does it have a diff'rent hue
They've labeled you with autism
But that's a word and nothing more
Lights shine brightly through your prism
With many colors I adore

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

So many sounds come from your mouth
I often don't know what they mean
Are they just your thoughts out loud
Or are you trying to talk to me
Today you ate a diff'rent food
Last night you said a brand new word
These bring me joy as nothing could
Now other things just seem absurd

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

There are times when I feel helpless
And wonder what it's all about
I'll give it up to God and trust
Now I'm a better man, no doubt
What's in your future, I don't know
The obstacles that you may see
I'm honored son to watch you grow
True champion you will always be

(chorus)
You may never hit a homerun
Or drive it for a hole-in-one
Design a rocket to the stars
Or even drive a motor car
Still you are perfect in my eyes
So precious like a lullaby
You may never hit a homerun
Doesn't matter....I love you son

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This Lyric is: #219

belladonna opaline
© 2002 john voorpostel

walking streets of paris, night smells on the breeze
been tiring for days of what the camera sees
met a denizen parisian, he offered so much more
at the end of a dead end place on a short street with three doors
follow the green fairy, she’s got something to please
guaranteed satisfaction looking up from your knees
pointed off somewhere vaguely behind the boulevard st germain
where I finally found it at the end of an alleyway


travelling to a place, that inner space, that infinite scape
whatever you want it’s bright inside your mind
its a wonderful place, that inner space, that infinite scape
a searcher’s paradise it will open your eyes


there was a grey green doorway, outside hung a sign
sugar cube on a perforated spoon all weathered by time
I walked in and saw candles, light a collective binge
oh so self indulgent lovers of the green fairy absinthe
everywhere there was a ritual and a favourite way
for bohemian abandon, there was even nightshade
I poured it in, drop by drop, my fairy turned opaline
in one shot I swallowed to float away in my dream


travelling to a place, that inner space, that infinite scape
whatever you want it’s bright inside your mind
its a wonderful place, that inner space, that infinite scape
a searcher’s paradise it will open your eyes


I got talking to the painters, of many years ago
even spoke into the severed ear of vincent van gogh
a poet interjected ‘bout his misunderstood muse
said its not about the wormwood but the 160 proof booze
even while he cursed the drink, he tightly embraced his absinthe
went off to lie upon his death bed and repent all his sins
he looked into my eyes and said this much I know
the places belladonna takes you, you were never meant to go


travelling to a place, that inner space, that infinite scape
whatever you want it’s bright inside your mind
its a wonderful place, that inner space, that infinite scape
a searcher’s paradise it will open your eyes


walking streets of paris, night smells on the breeze
been walking all day searching to set my mind free
its never been like that first time when I found those three doors
that touch of belladonna makes the fairy dance more
grant me some her potion, absinthe and nightshade
some will tell you its the devil’s drink, but to the green goddess I pray
for belladonna opaline, its my only relief
I strain to hear its whispers on the paris night breeze


travelling to a place, that inner space, that infinite scape
whatever you want it’s bright inside your mind
its a wonderful place, that inner space, that infinite scape
a searcher’s paradise it will open your eyes


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This Lyric is: #220

I GOT HOES TOO (Steve Castetter copy2002)

I heard rap was where it's at
and I just had to see
I listened to some rap songs
but they don't make sense to me
Dropped in amongst the F-bombs
were terms that I don't know
Like they never mentioned gardens
when they talked about their hoe

(chorus)
Got a hoe out there right next to the shovel
By the rake hangin in the shed
Got stuff for ants and pots for plants And a big ol' sprinkler head
Got a pitchfork sittin there next to the spreader
With my Scott's two plus two
You can tell Snoop Doggy Dogg
That I have got hoes too

Had to take a listen to get the inside scoop
Never thought I'd hear no words of wisdom
From a guy named Snoop
Comin from the country, I thought everybody'd know
That you can't tend no garden if you ain't got no hoe

(chorus)
Got a hoe out there right next to the shovel
By the rake hangin in the shed
Got stuff for ants and pots for plants
And a big ol' sprinkler head
Got a pitchfork sittin there next to the spreader
With my Scotts two plus two
You can tell Snoop Doggy Dogg
That I have got hoes too

(bridge)
I don't want to sound judgemental
Talk about things I don't know
But I consider myself expert
Especially when it comes right down
to the subject of a hoe

(chorus)
Got a hoe out there right next to the shovel
By the rake hangin in the shed
Got stuff for ants and pots for plants
And a big ol' sprinkler head
Got a pitchfork sittin there next to the spreader
With my Scotts two plus two
You can tell Sean Puffy Combs
That I have got hoes too

(tag)
Puffy want a cracker?


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This Lyric is: #221

Hey guys! Thanks for the opportunity to share these lyrics.

"Ballad of the Burned"
Copyright 2001 Noam Weinstein (ASCAP)

lust is a movie that never begins
just previews and credits
then gone with the wind
the script needs a doctor
the plot needs an arc
and now i'm just sitting alone in the dark

there is nothing to do with a gun

love is a novel that young people buy
but the words always fade
and the characters die
so why can't we skim it
just to see how it ends
what's disappointment and pain
between friends

there is nothing to hang on a string

all of god's children go mad
ha ha ha ha
and mary didn't know what she had
baah baah baah baah

life is a painting that's never complete
some sticks to the canvas
some falls at your feet
and someday we'll leave it to dry in the sun
but it won't be by choice
and we still won't be done

there is nowhere to fly in a room

baah
baah
boom

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This Lyric is: #222

Mama's Dancing (c) 1987 words and music by Mike Dunbar

V.
Mama kept us clothed and fed my brother Jim and me,
By typing forty hours for a big food company,
She used to be a dancer but she had to quit her dream,
To raise her children.

V.
She danced for the soldiers back in 1944,
Sometimes makin' breakfast she danced across the kitchen floor,
But daddy left so mama didn't dance much any more,
She raised her children.

Chorus
If I could dance,
I'd dance the years away,
If I could dance,
I'd dance the tears away,
But I can only sing,
So I'll sing this song for her,
'Cause as long as I keep singing,
Mama's Dancing.

V.
It's been many years now since Mama passed away,
Though I can see her dancing still like it was yesterday,
She looked like Ginger Rogers but she gave it all away,
To raise her children.

Chorus

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Mike Dunbar Music

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This Lyric is: #223

Beyond Words
Teri Foreman-Black
C 2002

Verse 1:
For everything you mean to me -- For emotions I can’t voice
For what’s in my heart and in my mind, I simply have no choice……
From words that have been used before
From cards which have been sent
Webster is no help to me
To define this sentiment

Chorus 1:
You are… beyond words
Right from the start
Hear my thoughts
Feel my heart
Hold my hand
Read my mind
How can I tell you
What’s undefined
You are… beyond words

Verse 2:
For every sacred love song that’s lasted through all time
For every poem put to paper and every passionate rhyme
Why am I at a loss for words
When it comes to how I feel
About everything you mean to me
About everything so real

Chorus 2:
You are… beyond words
Right from the start
Now hear my thoughts
And feel my heart
Just hold my hand
And read my mind
How can I tell you
What’s undefined
You are….. beyond words

Bridge:
Oh God, can’t you please give me just one very special word
A creation so unique that it’s never yet been heard
I have to do better than a simple “I love you”…
For this man…… from this heart…. that simply just won’t do

Chorus 3:
He is… beyond words
Right from the start
He heard my thoughts
He held my heart
He touched my hand
He read my mind
This kind of love
Is undefined
He is… beyond words
This love is… Beyond words


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This Lyric is: #224

Title:Sometimes Late at Night
Lyrics by: Royce D. Wilson
Copyright 2002

I've probably passed her on the street
Sat beside her on a bus
More than once or twice I've dreamed
Dreamed about the two of us

I may have touched her on the sleeve
At a crowded picture show
As I held her door to leave
Something we may never know

And sometimes late at night...
Nights I couldn't sleep
I'd wonder what it would be like
If she were laying there with me

But, she was probably too high on a plane
Couldn't see me on the ground
She probably blew by on a train
That didn't stop in my home town

I may have danced across the floor
Where she held another tight
Cast a glance, but nothing more
I guess the timing wasn't right

And sometimes late at night
As I lay in bed awake
I'd wonder what it would be like
mmmmm the love that we would make

Well, call it destiny or fate
But our eyes will meet one day
And it won't come a bit too late
She'll walk up to me and say
I've probably passed you on the street
Sat beside you on a bus
More than once or twice I've dreamed...
Dreamed about the two of us.....

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This Lyric is: #225

Mindy
Copyright 2000 Emily Shore, emilyshore@hotmail.com

Mindy Jones is 6 foot 2 I am 5 foot 8
Mindy Jones is glaring down at me
Mindy Jones is thin and quick
I am strong but slow
Minday laughs “so that’s who’s covering me?”

Mindy is the leading scorer for the hometown team
Mindy has that rival high school charm
she’ll elbow you discreetly, call your mother a whore
then leave the gym with some boy on her arm

I think the referee is from this town
an elbow to my head but I got the foul
so I guess that sort of thing is allowed
so pardon me if Mindy falls to the ground

coach said I was on her don’t let her win the post
that is how she always gets the ball
I got so nervous I peed 5 times in the locker room
In what is now my personal lucky bathroom stall

I think the referee is from this town
he has this way of laughing while maintaining a frown
and I think I’m hated by this entire town
for pushing Mindy til Mindy falls to the ground

we played on the same team last summer
I even thought we were friends
but tonight we both have a deeper longing
but only one can win
It’s like there’s not enough oxygen

I heard that Mindy stole her neighbor’s car last week
headed south just before our graduation day
they wonder if she’ll lose her fancy scholarship
they wonder why she scarred her hard earned name

every one in homeroom is looking in my eyes
to see the satisfaction beneath my surprise
but all I can think Is that I hope she is alright
which makes me believe, oh I want to believe
I want to believe that we all want the peak
but we climb
for the climb


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This Lyric is: #226

It’s Getting Better
©2002JamesRussell


He stood on the porch knocking on the door
As his mind drifted back / Back to the time
When he made her smile / When he was her man
That was before she told him that he had to go

Now she is back on his mind / Hurting him again
The smell of her perfume and her soft touch
Was his until he got caught with another woman
Picking up the kids was always hard to do

(Chorus)
It’s been one year / A lifetime to him
Losing her still hurts but it’s getting better
Now it only hurts when he looks into her eyes

V2
Here it is another Sunday
Time to take the kids back home
One more mile and he’s back again
Back to the hurt of losing her

She’s standing on the porch
Her hair blowing in the wind
The truck in the driveway means he lost again
He hid his tears as he said bye to the kids

(Chorus)
It’s been five years / A lifetime to him
Losing her still hurts but it’s getting better
Now it only hurts when he looks into her eyes

V3
He found a new love to ease the pain
The new love doesn’t last and he’s alone again
The smell of his true love’s perfume and her soft touch
Keeping him company as the years went by

The grandkids made his life happy
Their birthdays brought her back to him
He never crosses the line of their unspoken truce
But he can’t stop from looking into her eyes

(Chorus)
It’s been thirty years / A life time to him
Losing her still hurts but it’s getting better
Now it only hurts when he looks into her eyes

V4
He didn’t show up for the breakfast with the kids
Tears came silently as they learned the truth
They found him on his bed with a picture of her
He must have known that his end was near

Bridge
Across her picture were these words he had wrote

One mistake cost me a lifetime of love
A lonely lifetime except for the kids
Losing her still hurts but it’ll be better
Now I won’t have to look into her eyes

Now I won’t have to look into her eyes


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This Lyric is: #227

Say you’re coming home
By Richard Tuttell (c.1998)


You were everyone’s favorite couple
Then you started waking the neighborhood
He said she would give him no breathing room
She feared he was up to no good

Chorus:
Call her up and tell her you love her
Make good use of the telephone
Say that you couldn’t live without her
Say you’re coming home

It exploded on Christmas Eve
No way to celebrate a holiday
The families came and they chose up sides
You parted Christmas Day

Chorus:
Call him up and tell him you love him
You know you don’t want to live alone
You don’t care what the neighbors are saying
You just want him home

Bridge:
Well she stood by your side when the whole world was falling around you
And he gave up his freewheeling lifestyle just for you
You’ve got love for each other that should last you much more than a lifetime
Ah, that’s something you’ve both got to know is true

Chorus:
Call her up and tell her you love her
Make good use of the telephone
Say that you couldn’t live without her
Say you’re coming home
And call him up and tell him you love him
You know you don’t want to live alone
You don’t care what the neighbors are saying
You just want him home
You both should be at home
Come on, bring it home

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This Lyric is: #228

Round That Old Radio

Suzy Hope


Pre ( Fade in and fade out)
Come and listen in to the radio station where the mighty hosts of heaven sing
Turn your radio on, turn your radio on

V1
In the corner of the mercantile stood an old round-dialed Zenth
A single green eye brightly glowed when a station was tuned near
For a barefoot boy in overhauls, what a miracle it seemed
Pop bottles changed for candy and sweet music in the air

V2
Saturdays pop wilkins closed down early as the checker players
Moved that big old radio to the front porch of the store
Like clockwork from the hollers folks would bring their chairs and gather
To listen to the opry as it played from shore to shore

Ch 1
Round that old radio,
we came together round that old radio
there were bottles of cold pop
and jugs of homemade wine
we came together round that old radio

Bridge
Toe tapping we'd sit chatting as we listened to the songs
About hobos wandering aimlessly and true love that went wrong
Perched on the edge of circled chairs love stories touched our hearts
(And the)Spine tinglers caused shivers as the dusk turned into dark

V3
On the front porch of our old house nestled deep within the holler
Stands that old round dialed Zenith with a green eye glowing bright
And like clockwork every Saturday friends and family bring their chairs
To listen to the opry as it plays on through the night

Ch 2
Round that old radio,
we come together round that old radio
there are bottles of cold pop
and jugs of homemade wine
we come together round that old radio
we come together round that old radio

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This Lyric is: #229

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT
By
Carol Martini

Verse#1:
Well my ship filled with water again, I've
patched and I've bailed but it's still coming in
that sinking feeling washes over me
soon I may be drowning in a cold sea of misery, cold sea of misery
Chorus:
Just when I thought things were at their very worse
you came along and lifted the curse
you were the sun when my world had grown dark
you were the light when I neede a spark
Verse#2:
Well my car's in a ditch by the road
stuck without hope and I can't make it go
tears of frustration stain my somber face as
I come to realize I may be trapped in this lonely place, trapped in this lonely place
Repeat Chorus
Bridge:
Your love lifts me over the black clouds to our own patch of blue sky
where the rain from any storm can't touch us
and oh how my heart flies
Verse#3:
Well my train hit a rock and jumped the track
lying motionless it's like a steel elephant on it's back
overwhelming sadness cripples me, I'm beginning to think it's a permanent disability, permanent disability
Repeat Chorus
Verse#4:
Well my plane's losing altitude again, the
wings are pointing down and the tail's in a spin
abject feqar descends upon my soul, I have no confidence that I'll ever regain control, ever regain control
Repeat Chorus

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This Lyric is: #230

Song Title: Farming for Uncle Sam
Song writer: David W. Watson
copyright; 1994

Gets up in the morning,
puts on his overalls;
Rooster's crowing bringing in the day.
Plows the feilds from daylight,
Until the morning comes;
Only way he knows to get along.
Dont really matter what he's thinking,
got to get those seeds into the ground.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

His wife passed away a few years ago,
Family set out across the land;
He sits and stares at his coffee cups,
you know he does the best he can.
It dont make it any easier,
when he spends his life alone.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

I guess the farming man's a dying breed,
But, there's still a world out
there to feed.

Twenty years of working,
and it dont make a dent;
Lose it all to the U.S. government.

Gets up in the morning,
puts on his overalls;
Rooster crowing bring in the day...

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This Lyric is: #231

MAKE A WAVE (MOVE THE OCEAN)

Doesn't take a lot of water
To make the sky so heavy
Rain gotta drop
Little puddles run together
Rush down to the river
They can't stop

You don't need a wild tornado
Little hobo breeze can do it
Leaves start to shake
When the tree's dancing, swaying
Little breeze just blows away, and
That's all it takes

Chorus: To make a wave, move the ocean, make a wave
It's okay, move your body, make a wave
Can't wait for things to happen, let's misbehave
Make a wave, move the ocean, make a wave

Who needs a lot of sunshine
Your smile can get me going
Make me warm
Many hands move tomorrow
Welcome joy, banish sorrow
We were born


©2002/Lloyd Litke
Words and music by Lloyd Litke

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This Lyric is: #232

Five
©2002 Jody Whitesides

One
Is called the loneliest number
But
When I'm there I never feel alone
Then
I hear your voice lilting through the phone
Lies
Hide your feelings cause you say you're fine

(And) It takes Five times of asking
To scratch your surface and get in
(And) It takes Five types of questions
To extract a single answer
There's Five other things to think better instead

Two
Is called the company number
But
When we're there I start feeling alone
Three
Introduces the next love I'll call home
Thus
You ain't smilin' cause you're stuck cryin

(And) It takes Five times of asking
To scratch your surface and get in
(And) It takes Five types of questions
To extract a single answer
There's Five other things to think better instead

Four brings another to the door
Painful 'n' obvious we faultered
It's best to follow our own course
Both of us can seek someone more

(And) It takes Five times of asking
To scratch your surface and get in
(And) It takes Five types of questions
To extract a single answer
There's Five other things to think better instead

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This Lyric is: #233

TITLE: ur always on my mind

Verse 1:
we dont have much time
and the moments we share are few
cuz we both,
have so many things to do

and we may not talk
to each other everyday
but theres,
something i wanna say

CHORUS:
that ur always on my mind
when im lost or left behind
if in life i lose a race
i see ur smiling face
and my victory's incomplete
till uve heard abt my feat
til you scream and shout it loud
that i always make you proud

Verse 2:
sometimes i wish
that time could freeze and stand
so that you and i could walk
hand in hand

sometimes i want
that life be infinite
i would spend each moment with you
day and night

CHORUS:
cuz ur always on my mind
u and i are of a kind
we may hardly meet up much
but we still can keep in touch
you and i are meant to be
ur my life my destiny
ur the reason i succeed
ur everything i need

Verse 3:
we are far apart
and yet it seems like you're so near
i feel exactly as if
u were here

its one of a kind
this passion that we share
no matter where you are
i know u care

CHORUS:
and you're always on my mind
ur my eyes when i am blind
you and me we are a team
ur my goal, my life, my dream
though ur physically away
but our luv still grows each day
and no matter in the end
ur still my dearest friend

- Bhavin Turakhia
Copyright 2001

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This Lyric is: #234

song: I Will Comfort You. written by dwayne stewart copyright :2002

close your eyes clear your mind leave the cold and harshness of this world outside
feel my love wrap around you like the soft down of a comforter so warm so secure
i know your tired of the fight this world is not your home just turn to me and you will see that you are not alone

ch: i will comfort you and stand strong for you ill provide a peaceful haven of sweet rest for you. i will be your friend when friends are gone ill be the light that shines when nights are dark and long. i will comfort you

dont be afraid to let down your guard
i wont intimedate or make you feel ashamed
i care for you and have shuch love for you
its waiting here with open arms just for you
i know your tired of the fight and the battle rages on. just turn to me and you will see that you are not alone. i will comfort you

ch:i will comfort you and stand strong for you .ill provide a peaceful haven of sweet rest for you . ill be your friend when friends are gone. ill be the light that shines when nights are dark and long i will comfort you

i will comfort you
ill stand strong for you
ill be a friend for you
i will comfort you

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"Storm on a Crimson Tide"
by Lori Kats
copyright 8/2000

She sits in the window
and watches the wind blow
She watches her mind blow away

She wonders where she should go
where no one will ever know
the pain she feels today

Why does the wind scream?
What makes the moon glow?
The answers will come in time.
This isn't heaven and this isn't home
It's a storm on a crimson tide.

She calls to the seagulls
and asks for their freedom
She asks for their wings to fly

To soar off this mountain
Let all of her pain go
It would simply feel so nice

Why does the wind scream?
What makes the moon glow?
The answers will come in time.
This isn't heaven and this isn't home
It's a storm on a crimson tide.

The red tide is rolling in
The light in her eyes grows dim
And she finally gives up the fight

Her heartache will stay away
as long as that moon obeys
and drifts with that crimson tide

Why does the wind scream?
What makes the moon glow?
The answers will come in time
This isn't heaven and this isn't home
It's a storm on a crimson tide

This isn't heaven and this isn't home
It's a storm on a crimson tide
It's storm on a crimson tide...

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"He Loves To Rodeo"
Copyright2002 Tony Gunter

1st verse
Never does too good in school
Always feels out of place
Learning things could not compare
To adrenaline's taste
He can't wait for Friday nights
He prays he don't get thrown
The smell of sweat and leather
He loves to rodeo

chorus
Hand on the gate
He's needing eight
And a low nineties ride
He's wrapped around
Twelve hundred pounds
Of attitude named Clyde
Pulls down his hat
Folds back his chaps
Nods once and yells, "Let's go!"
Sawdust ballet
It ain't the pay
He loves to rodeo

2nd verse
His girlfriend races barrels
He loves to watch her ride
His eyes ain't always on the clock
As she goes flying by
Now she's leaning on the fence
His time to rock and roll
He's got the fire inside him
He loves to rodeo

chorus
Hand on the gate
He's needing eight
And a low nineties ride
He's wrapped around
Twelve hundred pounds
Of attitude named Clyde
Pulls down his hat
Folds back his chaps
Nods once and yells, "Let's go!"
Sawdust ballet
It ain't the pay
He loves to rodeo

instrumental

bridge
He's drawn this bull before
A rocking chair from Hell
He broke his hand the last time
Hung up inside the well

chorus
Hand on the gate
He's needing eight
And a low nineties ride
He's wrapped around
Twelve hundred pounds
Of attitude named Clyde
Pulls down his hat
Folds back his chaps
Nods once and yells, "Let's go!"
Sawdust ballet
It ain't the pay
He loves to rodeo

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This Lyric is: #237

Here it goes, Good luck to everyone who was brave enough to enter. Kim

Layers

Time peels away the layers
but the heart is buried deep.
Each day some gets by
no matter how hard I try
to keep it from release

Its the lies inside the layers
the sense of false security
that makes me shiver
count on time to deliver
a feeling of inner peace

Chorus:
When the moment comes
and the soul can be revealed
the fear of being known
will melt into the years.

Fall away like turning leaves
blown by an early snow.
Find rest on solid ground and
comfort that now you know.

Never meant to conceal it
to make our time seem cheap
You poured out your soul
and paid the toll
that lovers often repeat

The moment wasn't right for me
to consider a reply
The emotions too fresh
need to catch my breath
have enough time to deny

Bridge:
Underneath the layers
there is a love
that's buried deep
Uncover it with prayers
for a heart
that seeks relief

Chorus:
When the moment comes
and the soul can be revealed
the fear of being known
will melt into the years.

Fall away like turning leaves
blown by an early snow.
Find rest on solid ground and
comfort that now you know,
that now you know.

copyright2002Tapie




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Lyrics: Felicia Carter (C)1999
(Jazz Ballad)

The Ghost of Our Romance

In dreams I remember
the flame and the ember
and a song that I once knew.
The taste is bittersweet
when again I meet
the ghost of our romance.

Your face is before me,
your eyes still adore me,
you hold me tight in your embrace.
I don't stand a chance,
I begin the dance with
the ghost of our romance.

Your voice still lingers in the hallway
and I hear the same refrain:
You whisper "My dear, I'm always here",
And you're my happiness again.

Here in the shadows
with love long and narrow
under an island of regret,
I'd make a brand new start
if I could only part with
the ghost of our romance.


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This Lyric is: #239

100% of half-a-mind
copywrite(C)2002 by Sherin Hartley

(chorus)
I've got a hundred percent of half-a-mind
to keep my mind on you.
You know I can't stop lovin' you baby,
no matter what you do!

Sometimes you make me happy,
there's times that you make me blue.
I've got a hundred percent of half-a-mind
to keep my mind on you.

(1st verse)
Well, I bought you wine and roses
and I gave you a diamond ring.
I gave you everything that a good man could
but, Honey, that don't mean a thing.

If I can't get you to lovin' me Baby,
I don't know what I'll do.
I've got a hundred percent of half-a-mind
to keep on lovin' you.

(2nd verse)
Your love is my salvation,
you're the only one for me.
I don't need an explanation
to know what love can be.

Our love could be the greatest love
that this world ever knew.
I've got a hundred percent of half-a-mind
to keep on lovin' you.

(repeat chorus)

(3rd verse)
Well, I don't know where that other half went
and I guess I'll never know.
I hope that you'll be showin' me Baby,
when we turn the lights down low.

Someday I'll find that half-a-mind
but, Baby 'till I do,
I've got a hundred percent of half-a-mind
to keep on lovin' you.

(repeat chorus)


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This Lyric is: #240

YOU NEED MONEY
Words: Michael Borges (c) 2002

Verse 1:
You know YOU NEED MONEY...
Some say it's the best they have found.
Note the legal tender,
waiting for you all around.

Chorus 1:
But don't you know...
Money can't buy the time,
it takes to see a lie in what sounds true,
and money can't buy the ways,
that I find to share my thoughts with you.

Verse 2:
You know YOU NEED MONEY...
Some say it makes the world go round,
'cause money has promises to bring,
you almost everything.

Chorus 2:
But don't you know...
Money can't buy the hope,
that we need to keep on going strong,
and money can't buy the mind,
it takes to write an everlasting song.

Verse 3:
You know YOU NEED MONEY...
to buy your food and pay the rent,
just count and see how much you've spent.

Lift:
Money, money, now you need some more,
to buy and try all the things you've never had before.

Chorus 3:
But don't you know...
Money can't buy the peace
that our world of people needs to share,
and money can't buy the hearts,
the kind that show they really care.

Final Chorus:
Money can't buy the love,
that blesses all the children that are born,
and money can't buy a God
that's strong enough to make the Devil mourn.


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This Lyric is: #241

Cats and Dogs
(Irreconcilable Differences)
Words and Music by Craig Lincoln
© 2002 by Craig Lincoln

(Verse 1)
Dogs will be dogs
They have no social grace
They sniff your crotch then lick your face
A bark and wagging tail are dialog
To a dog
A simple life -- chase and fetch
What you see is what you catch
Cold nose and dirty paws

(Verse 2)
Cats will be cats
They let you stroke their fur
They curl up in your lap and purr
Sweet contentment seems like where it’s at
To a cat
But when they’ve had enough of it
They arch their backs and hiss and spit
And scratch you with their claws

(Chorus 1)
Nature uses chemistry
To maximize diversity
By guaranteeing opposites attract
Consequently, sad to say
When you give your heart away
It rarely gets returned to you intact

(Verse 3)
Boys will be boys
If you believe in fairy tales
They’re mostly made of puppy tails
And the rest is just bravado and noise
Those are boys
Some of whom grow up to be
Men who simply cannot see
The forest for the trees

(Verse 4)
Girls will be girls
Made from sugar and from spice
Some more like fire and ice
Complicated contrasts in curls
Those are girls
The elements that they’re made from
Can leave some women they become
Torn up by the slightest breeze

(Chorus 2)
You and I thought we could fly
And gravity did not apply
To syncopated lovers such as we
The view we shared together
Never foresaw stormy weather
Let alone a hurricane at sea

(Bridge)
But love will always find a way
At least that’s what they say
(Ah, but what do they know, anyway?)

(Verse 5)
I will be me
All the bad and good about me
The “woulda, coulda, should” about me
All that great potential-
You see it’s not to be
I just go on my way
Living mostly day-to-day
A present absentee

(Verse 6)
You will be you
All the manic madness of you
The paralyzing sadness of you
Your ups and downs as manifold
As waves upon the sea
And all the things you can’t control
Weigh so heavy on your soul
For you, no guarantee

(Chorus 3)
I keep an even keel
By focusing and trying to deal
With things that I can touch and feel
and see
You are moved by darker forces
Welling up from deeper sources
Your soul music in a minor key…

(Instrumental)

(Verse 7)
And so it goes
Our fairy-tale romance
Never had a snowball’s chance
Of surviving life’s realities
And off go we
To drift apart without a clue
And nothing we could say or do
Can change our histories

(Tag)
Just like...
Tails and claws...
Nature’s laws...
CATS and DOGS...
....And you and me.

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This Lyric is: #242

Take a stand
By Norma Rose
(c)copyrights 2001

V1
When this land was founded
our young men died for us
They gave their lives for freedom
and were victorious
Now they want to take away our right
to pray in this great land
But Jesus paid the price for us
let's take the upperhand

Chorus
Take a stand
Take a stand
For Jesus is at hand
Don't let them take away our rights
to pray in this great land
Take a stand
Take a stand
for Jesus is at hand
For all the world to see and hear
Let's finally take a stand

V2
Don't let them take away our life
as a child of Christ
To pray in church or in our homes
don't let them take our rights
For Jesus bought them with his blood
when he died upon that tree
so take a stand for Jesus
so our country will stay free

Repeat chorus

V3
Now one day our children
Will wonder what is prayer
Our country will forbid it
like it was never there
they'll spy on us from satellites
and jail us if we dare
To try and teach our children
there is such a thing as prayer

Repeat Chorus


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This lyric is: #243

Jumper Cables In The Rain
©1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music

Half-past nowhere on a highway shoulder
Runs in my nylons and mud in my heels
Hair un-braided, lipstick faded
by the heartbeat of the hazards this puzzle reveals

High school shy, school wallflowers, victims of chance
seven stranded, we’ll never make it to the dance

CHORUS:
And I don’t know how I got here
And I can’t begin to blame
But I’m left to find the answers
In jumper cables in the rain
Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins
Returning to my veins

The night air shocked me
And I realized how paralyzed I’d been
And I never want to feel that weak again
Something about the steam rising off the concrete
Sparked a restless revelation
Shifting me like the wind

Something plugged me into myself tonight
Turned me on to ten-thousand volts of electric life

CHORUS

And I raise my arms up
And I tip my head back
And I let the rain dance on my skin
And I breathe in
Begin again, begin.....

CHORUS

Leave the yearbook on the bookshelf
Leave that photo in the frame
I think I’ve found the answer
In jumper cables in the rain
Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins
Returning to my veins


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This lyric is: #244

This one's a loud and rowdy honky-tonk.

Saturday Night
Words and music
(c)2002 Keith Sheasley


Verse 1
Out along the fault line
Up north of L.A.
A little honky-tonk sits down by the mill.
Long neck beers and tacos
And hot Friday nights,
If they don't kill ya then the Saturdays will.
Actors, freaks and cowboys
And biker boys in drag,
Lonesome ladies out for a thrill.
I guess they come because they're thirsty
Or maybe they've got
A couple hours or a lifetime to kill.
Some of them are looking
For liquor or love,
Because they've got some empty places to fill.
And when they find what they crave,
They might be lost or be saved,
But either way they're payin' the bill.

Verse 2
San Fernando Sally,
In feathers and lace,
Comes floating up behind the mike every night.
She sings about obsession,
And hot buttered love,
She sings about the dark and the light.
Deep inside the shadows
The band is playing low,
Smoky music nasty and tight.
And soon the temperature is rising
And Sally lets go
And lets illusion run where it might.
Outside in the desert coyotes howl at the moon
And outside creatures slither and bite,
But there inside at the bar,
People are what they are,
And everybody's doin' alright.
,,, Because it's

Chorus 1
Saturday night.
They're all just makin' it to Saturday night.
Between the black and the white
They do it all for Saturday night.

Saturday night.
They're all just fakin' it for Saturday night.
They all get loose and get tight
and get it on on Saturday night.

Verse 3
Down among the tables, the games have begun.
Sorting out the truths from the lies.
Groping in the darkness, searching for love,
Or maybe just a brief compromise.
Swaying to the music, and posing at the bar.
Offering their heart with their eyes.
They're all just trying hard to raise a little heaven or hell
In between hellos and goodbyes.
All of them are actors, they're playing their parts,
Hiding deep inside the disguise.
And when the games are all done
They might have lost or have won,

And when it's time to go home
They may be broke and alone

But when they've taken the pledge
They'll come right back to the edge

And do it all over again,

… Right here next

Chorus 2
Saturday night.
We're all just makin' it to Saturday night.
Between the black and the white
We do it all for Saturday night.

Saturday night.
We're all just fakin' it for Saturday night.
We all get blind and get sight
And get it on on Saturday night.

Saturday night.
We're always shakin' it on Saturday night.
There ain't no wrong and no right,
There's only goddamn Saturday night.


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This lyric is: #245

"Can't Believe"
by Patricia Bailey
(c) 2000

Finger painting on the window pane
Sitin by the window watching the rain
Listening to some old love song
And wondering where you have gone

Pitter, Patter, little feet
Like the raindrops on the street
Asking questions, I don't know
Mommy, where did Daddy go?

Chorus
Can't believe that your not here
Only know I need you dear
Can't believe that you are gone
Only know, that it's wrong

Listening for the telephone
Praying that you'll come home
Wishing we had never fought
Thinking of you, my only thought

Pitter, Patter, little feet
Runnng to me in retreat
Frightened by the thunderstorm
Falls to sleep in my arms

Chorus
Can't believe that your not here
Only know I need you dear
Can't believe that you are gone
Only know, that it's wrong

Laying baby in her bed
I hear a whisper in my head
I turn around, your standing there
God has answered all my prayers

Tears are falling down our face
You reach for me, we embrace
Can't believe that you are here
Only know, I Love you dear

Chorus
Can't hold back all these tears
Can't hold back all my fears
Only know I need you here
Only know, I Love you dear

Tag
Only know, I Love you dear

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