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Post by m on Sept 5, 2006 13:25:13 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover! - 'Mr Boombastic' Shaggy
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Post by Hels on Sept 5, 2006 20:23:19 GMT
My old man's a dustman... Don't like the Rolling Stones... And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall... On, one, two, three, four, five fingers. In union station, with a package in his hand. Remember when we were such fools... People try to put us down... Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down Just move on up to your destination From time to time there'll be complications It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH! Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry.... And I just don't give a f**k When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him. Father. I want to kill you! So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself. These memories they cling to me... Me a name I call myself Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning...... they call me mr lover lover.... and when I think about you I touch myself.... - "I touch myself" The Divinyls  (sorry, couldn't resist!) |
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Post by m on Sept 6, 2006 12:37:42 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover....
and when I think about you I touch myself....
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth... 'Longview' Green Day
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Post by Hels on Sept 8, 2006 12:20:41 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........ "I got you babe" - Sonny & Cher
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Post by m on Sept 8, 2006 23:55:54 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........
if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...
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Post by Kellie on Sept 10, 2006 12:57:48 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........
if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...
P.s I'm still not over you...
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Post by m on Sept 11, 2006 10:52:28 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........
if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...
P.s I'm still not over you...
You give me something
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pube
Popping the Forum Cherry
FISH GOD
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Post by pube on Sept 20, 2006 17:00:14 GMT
you are always on my mind you are always on my mind
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pube
Popping the Forum Cherry
FISH GOD
Posts: 14
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Post by pube on Sept 20, 2006 17:01:13 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........
if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...
P.s I'm still not over you...
You give me something
(sorry)
you are always on my mind you are always on my mind
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Post by m on Sept 21, 2006 11:48:37 GMT
My old man's a dustman...
Don't like the Rolling Stones...
And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall...
On, one, two, three, four, five fingers.
In union station, with a package in his hand.
Remember when we were such fools...
People try to put us down...
Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down
Just move on up to your destination
From time to time there'll be complications
It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky
I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH!
Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry....
And I just don't give a f**k
When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him.
Father. I want to kill you!
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.
These memories they cling to me...
Me a name I call myself
Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry
When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes
Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man
even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning......
they call me mr lover lover
and when I think about you I touch myself.
Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth
we won't find out until we grow........
if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...
P.s I'm still not over you...
You give me something
(sorry)
you are always on my mind you are always on my mind
you make it easy to watch the world go by
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Post by m on Sept 22, 2006 7:59:03 GMT
My old man's a dustman... Don't like the Rolling Stones... And now they know how many holes it takes to fill The Albert Hall... On, one, two, three, four, five fingers. In union station, with a package in his hand. Remember when we were such fools... People try to put us down... Down, Down, Down, Down, du, Down, Down, Down Just move on up to your destination From time to time there'll be complications It's trickyyyyyyyyy, it's tricky tricky tricky tricky I'm so horny that's OK my will is good YEAH! Something that you said burnin' in my head, I`m so angry.... And I just don't give a f**k When I’m drunk I dance like my Dad, I’ve started to dress a bit like him. Father. I want to kill you! So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself. These memories they cling to me... Me a name I call myself Nobody knows, Nobody knows but me I sometimes Cry When it's raining it's raining tears from my eyes Don't blame it on myself, blame it on the weather man even when the sun is shinning I can't avoid the lightning...... they call me mr lover lover and when I think about you I touch myself. Some say quit or I'll go blind but it's just a myth we won't find out until we grow........ if you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair... P.s I'm still not over you... You give me something (sorry) you are always on my mind you are always on my mind you make it easy to watch the world go by Easy, easy, easy da dana nana nana, da dana nana nana naaaaaa booom Boom Boom Boom Boom (I want you in my room) From now until forever, let's spend the night together  |
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(sorry, couldn't resist!)
