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5780. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 4:17:12 AM I'm just saying.
I'm no poet, ha.
I don't write it, I read it.
I read a lot of it. 5781. Ulgine Barrows - 9/4/2006 10:05:25 AM I am obsessed by this Katharine Whalen tune. The people who helped her make this record really love her! 5782. Ulgine Barrows - 9/4/2006 10:05:50 AM There's something that you don't see
That you can't figure out
Something inside of me that I just can't get out
Well every now and then, I go wild, but I'll never tell
Cuz I hide my dirty little secret inside
You know I never tell a lie, no
So I have to hide
It doesn't matter to me
Means nothing at all
Just another dream
Just another fall
And what goes up must come down
But the world spins around
Cuz I hide my dirty little secret inside
You know I never, never confide, no
So I go and hide
And though I think it shows
Though I think they stay
I just look down
But no one really knows
No one really cares
Life just goes round and round
There's something that you don't see
That you can't figure out
Something I'd like to be, but I can't get it out
Well every now and then I go wild, but I'll never tell
And though I think it shows
Though I think they stay
I just look down
But no one really knows
No one really cares
Life just goes round and round
There's something that you don't see
That you can't figure out
Something inside of me that I just can't get out
Well every now and then, I go wild, but I'll never tell
Cuz I hide my dirty little secret inside
You know I'll never tell a lie, no
So I have to hide
Cuz I hide my dirty little secret inside
You know I never, never confide, no
So I have to hide
my dirty little secret inside 5783. Ulgine Barrows - 9/4/2006 10:17:56 AM Husky voice, got get it. She is divine. 5784. Ulgine Barrows - 9/4/2006 10:18:24 AM GO get it. 5785. Ulgine Barrows - 9/5/2006 1:11:23 AM For Jenerator 5786. Ulgine Barrows - 9/5/2006 1:12:15 AM Brad Paisley, I think
Sittin' on a bench at West Town Mall
He sat down in his overalls and asked me
You waitin' on a woman
I nodded yeah and said how 'bout you
He said son since nineteen fifty-two I've been
Waitin' on a woman
When I picked her up for our first date
I told her I'd be there at eight
And she came down the stairs at eight-thirty
She said I'm sorry that I took so long
Didn't like a thing that I tried on
But let me tell you son she sure looked pretty
Yeah she'll take her time but I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
He said the wedding took a year to plan
You talk about an anxious man, I was nervous
Waitin' on a woman
And then he nudged my arm like old men do
And said, I'll say this about the honeymoon, it was worth it
Waitin' on a woman
And I don't guess we've been anywhere
She hasn't made us late I swear
Sometimes she does it just 'cause she can do it
Boy it's just a fact of life
It'll be the same with your young wife
Might as well go on and get used to it
She'll take her time 'cause you don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
I've read somewhere statistics show
The man's always the first to go
And that makes sense 'cause I know she won't be ready
So when it finally comes my time
And I get to the other side
I'll find myself a bench, if they've got any
I hope she takes her time, 'cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
Honey, take your time, cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
5787. Ulgine Barrows - 9/5/2006 1:21:24 AM If there's one thing
I don't believe in
it's you
Dear God 5788. RickNelson - 9/5/2006 2:57:44 PM ...
"Lay your armor down--
oh oh oh ohhhhhh
oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhh
don't wait
your lives will flash
and things will pass you by
don't wait
to lay your armor down..."
Dashboard Confessional
"Don't wait" 5789. Ulgine Barrows - 9/7/2006 6:59:39 AM You haven't looked at me that way in years
You dreamed me up and left me here
How long was I dreaming for
What was it you wanted me for
You haven't looked at me that way in years
Your watch has stopped and the pond is clear
Someone turn the lights back on
I'll love you til all time is gone
You haven't looked at me that way in years
But I'm still here.
~ Tom Waits 5790. Ulgine Barrows - 9/7/2006 9:11:12 AM
Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hand on my head
Ah, come on, sister morphine, you better make up my bed
’cause you know and I know in the morning I’ll be dead 5791. Ulgine Barrows - 9/7/2006 9:17:56 AM I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone and came out with my soul untouched
GROWIN UP 5792. Seamus - 9/13/2006 8:30:22 PM I apologise to everyone and especially to you, Ulgine, for the hissy I had. I'll do better.
Ulgine, is that very last, 5791, yours? It is quite musical. I like it
Seamus 5793. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 7:54:40 AM Bruce Springsteen.
Christ no, Seamus, I don't have a rhyming creative bone in my body.....
But I've heard a few good lines
5794. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:03:40 AM Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J.
1972
track 2 of 9 5795. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:06:52 AM errr... Bruce Springsteen, if I failed to mention 5796. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:14:40 AM more bruce:
The flag of piracy flew from my mast my sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate she couldn’t sail but she sure could sing
I pushed b-52 and bombed `em with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing
I broke all the rules strafed my old high school never once gave thought to landin 5797. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:42:20 AM O Seamus, I can talk some trash 5798. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:43:07 AM I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sun, then dance just like a Casanova
With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
Silver star studs on my duds, just like a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, Don't that man look pretty
The cripple on the corner cried out, Nickels for your pity
Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king of the alley, Mama, I could talk some trash
I was the prince of the paupers, crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
I was the pimp's main prophet, I kept everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm, their eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop, but they push you back in your seat
Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street
And them South Side sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out, Nickels for your pity
And them downtown boys sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
5799. Ulgine Barrows - 9/17/2006 8:49:52 AM Crazy Janey and her mission man were back in the alley tradin' hands
'long came Wild Billy with his friend G-man all duded up for Saturday night
Well Billy slammed on his coaster brakes and said anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake
It's about a mile down on the dark side of route eighty-eight
I got a bottle of rose so let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe and I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
and they dance like spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Oh, you don't know what they can do to you
Spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Stand right up now and let them shoot through you
Well now Wild Billy was a crazy cat and he shook some dust out of his coonskin cap
He said, "Trust some of this it'll show you where you're at." or at least it'll help you really feel it
By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake I had my head out the window and Janey's fingers were in the cake
I think I really dug her 'cause I was too loose to fake
I said, "I'm hurt." She said, "Honey let me heal it."
And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
and she kissed me just right like only a lonely angel can
She felt so nice, just as soft as a spirit in the night (all night)
In the night (all night). Janey don't know what she do to you
Spirit in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Stand right up and let her shoot through me
Now the night was bright and the stars threw light on Billy and Davy
dancin' in the moonlight
They were down near the water in a stone mud fight
Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn
Well now Hazy Davy got really hurt, he ran into the lake in just his socks and a shirt
Me and Crazy Janey was makin' love in the dirt singin' our birthday songs
Janey said it was time to go so we closed our eyes and said goodbye to gypsy angel row, felt so right
Together we moved like spirits in the night, all night
Baby don't know what it do to you
Spirits in the night (all the night) in the night (all night)
...
they told me to do it!
stand up now and let it shoot thru yA
honey let me heal it
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