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Leisure Suit Lyrics and Video Lounge and PPWC Karaoke Bar
thanks..I had fun with it last nite as well...is cool.
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Yeah
I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was mr. mcgee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'cause i was a bit 2 leisurely
Seems that i was busy doing something close 2 nothing
But different than the day before
That's when i saw her, ooh, i saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door
She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think i love her
Built like she was
She had the nerve 2 ask me
If i planned 2 do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed
She wasn't 2 bright
But i could tell when she kissed me
She knew how 2 get her kicks
She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think i love her
The rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof
And the horses wonder who u are
Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees
U feel like a movie star
Listen
They say the first time ain't the greatest
But i tell ya
If i had the chance 2 do it all again
I wouldn't change a stroke
'cause baby i'm the most
With a girl as fine as she was then
(raspberry beret)
The kind u find (the kind u find)
The kind u find (in a second hand store)
Oh no no
(raspberry beret)
(and if it was warm)
Where have all the raspberry women gone? (she wouldn't wear much more)
Yeah (raspberry beret)
I think i... i think i... i think i love her
(raspberry beret)
No no no
No no no (the kind u find)
(in a second hand store)
(raspberry beret)
Tell me
Where have all the raspberry women gone? (and if it was warm she)
(wouldn't wear much more)
(raspberry beret)
I think i love...
I bought that Prince album because I like that song. I think that's the only Prince album I've ever purchased.
Warren Zevon does a great cover of that song.
My funny valentine;
Sweet, comic valentine;
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable;
Unphotographable;
Yet, you're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure - less than Greek?
Is your mouth - a little weak?
When you open it to speak, are you smart?
Don't change a hair for me;
Not if you care for me;
Stay, little valentine, stay!
Each day is valentine's day.
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun don'-go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - Oh - Oh - Oh
Do You Realize - that everyone you know
Someday will die -
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun don'-go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize
Love that song, THX. I hate that it's in a car commercial.
I hate that it's in a car commercial.
I didn't know it was in a car commercial.
There's a lot of good songs in car commercials nowadays.
There's just something not right about it.
It's for Mitsubishi. The one where everybody is waving at the Mitsu car that's driving around.
Mitsu has all the good ones. Good campaign
and TV shows. The Who for example does "Happy Jack" for a car commercial and also the song for CSI
Happy jack wasn't old, but he was a man
He lived in the sand at the isle of man
The kids would all sing, he would take the wrong key
So they rode on his head on their furry donkey
The kids couldn't hurt jack
They tried and tried and tried
They dropped things on his back
And lied and lied and lied and lied and lied
But they couldn't stop jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent jack from feeling happy
But they couldn't stop jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent jack from feeling happy
The kids couldn't hurt jack
They tried and tried and tried
They dropped things on his back
And lied and lied and lied and lied and lied
But they couldn't stop jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent jack from feeling happy
Artist: Who, The
Album: Who Are You
Title: Who Are You
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said 'You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away'
I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair
Chorus:
Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
'Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin
I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way
Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ...
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
Who are you?
Who, who, who, who?
(chorus)
I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?
(chorus)
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now he's dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe he's as scared as me
Where's he gone now, I can't see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesn't seem to move at all
Perhaps he's dead, I'll just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
He's come to a sticky end
Don't think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl 'round
He's embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Good old Mr. Entwistle.
Artist: Who, The
Album: Who's Next
Title: My Wife
My life's in jeopardy
Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be
I ain't been home since Friday night
And now my wife is coming after me
Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so
I can look after number one
Give me a bodyguard
A back belt Judo expert with a machine gun
Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane
When she catches up with me
Won't be no time to explain
She thinks I've been with another woman
And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car
Put on my lead boots
And take a long, long drive
I may end up spending all my money
But I'll still be alive
All I did was have a bit too much to drink
And I picked the wrong precinct
Got picked up by the law
And now I ain't got time to think
Gonna buy a tank and an aeroplane
When she catches up with me
Won't be no time to explain
She thinks I've been with another woman
And that's enough to send her half insane
Gonna buy a fast car
Put on my lead boots
And take a long, long drive
I may end up spending all my money
But i'll still be alive
And I'm oh so tired of running
Gonna lay down on the floor
I gotta rest some time so
I can get to run some more
She's comin'!
She's comin'!
She's comin'!
She's comin'!
Heh. I don't know that one.
not Guess Who
Pete Tounsend, Rodger Daultry, John Entwistle, Keith Moon
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night.
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall
The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain't no short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws nor picks,
I'm bound to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/music/profiles/who.shtml
Bob Dylan came in second, with the Beatles coming in first and Elvis in third.
you've got smokers cough from smoking, brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Betty Davis knees
but worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease'
he wrote me a prescription he said 'you are depressed
but I'm glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
come back and see me later - next patient please
send in another victim of Industrial Disease'
I go down to Speaker's Corner I'm thunderstruck
they got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
two men say they're Jesus one of them must be wrong
there's a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
'they wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
they wanna have a war to keep their factories
they wanna have a war to stop us buying Japanese
they wanna have a war to stop Industrial Disease
they're pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
they wanna sap your energy incarcerate your mind
they give you Rule Brittania, gassy beer, page three
two weeks in Espana and Sunday striptease'
meanwhile the first Jesus says 'I'd cure it soon
abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons'
the other one's on a hunger strike he's dying by degrees
how come Jesus gets Industrial Disease
Come and knock on our door ...
We've been waiting for you ...
Where the kisses are hers and hers and his,
Three's company too.
Come and dance on on our floor...
Take a step that is new ...
We've a loveable space that needs your face,
Three's company too.
You'll see that life is a frolic and laughter is calling for you ...
Down at our rendez-vous,
Three's company, too!
who writes this crap!! and why does it stick in my head!!!
Artist: Black Sabbath
Album: Paranoid
Title: War Pigs
generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!
only thing is I'm using the tune to winter wonderland!
now theres a sabbath fan for ya!
The Three's Company theme song is one of the most popular theme songs from the late '70s...the theme song, which was sung by (the other) Ray Charles and Julie Rinker. It was written by Joe Raposo and Don Nicholl.
I had it sooo stuck in my head...I thought If I just typed it out maybe it would stop!!!
Nope..still there...
Sorry dude. Can't help you out on that.
I'm with ya Kitch & 3M but my head song happens to be:
"Ya'll Want A Single"
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Boom Boom Boom Boom
What's going on today?
We gotta break away
We got a problem and
I think it's going to make us go down
They think we're all the same
And always we're to blame
For shit I think is lame
It's time to stop the game
I think it's time to pay for everything you made me say
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that [x4]
What's going on today?
Why must it be this way?
We're going nowhere and
We're still knocking the need to bow down
They think we're all the same
And always we're to blame
For shit I think is lame
It's time to stop the game
I think it's time to pay for everything you made me say
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that [x4]
We are the ones breaking you down
We are the hope to drown out your sounds
All Across the world you think we're to found
All Across the world you're breaking you down
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that shit [x4]
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
Y'all want a single say fuck that
Fuck that, Fuck that [x6]
If you were to take a drink every time they said fuck that, you wouldn't make it to the end of the song.
HaHa! I get that one stuck in my head everytime I hear it! It's better than the one I had the other day though, went for a walk with the kids and lil' roaster started singing "I'm a little baby bumble bee, won't my mom be so proud of me" Just try getting that out of your head! :)
;)
I don't know either of those songs.
I thought it went like this...
"I'm smashing up a bumble bee..won't my mommy be so proud of me"..ouch it stung me...
I've had that ringing my ears too! I always thought they said "sub that" or is that just a radio edit version? I was also singing war pigs to that tune! Kinda made it up as I went. Sounded good in my head anyways.
Artist: Korn
Album: Take A Look In The Mirror
Title: Ya'll Want A Single
Artist: Black Sabbath
Album: Vol. 4
Title: Snowblind
What you get and what you see
Things that don't come easily
Feeling happy in my vein
Icicles within my brain
(cocain)
Something blowing in my head
Winter's ice, it soon will spread
Death would freeze my very soul
Makes me happy, makes me cold
My eyes are blind but i can see
The snowflakes glisten on the tree
The sun no longer sets me free
I feel there's no place freezing me
Let the winter sun shine on
Let me feel the frost of dawn
Fill my dreams with flakes of snow
Soon i'll feel the chilling glow
Don't you think i know what i'm doing
Don't tell me that it's doing me wrong
You're the one who's really a loser
This is where i feel i belong
Crystal world with winter flowers
Turns my day to frozen hours
Lying snowblind in the sun
Will my ice age ever come?
Baby Bumblebee
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee. Ouch! It stung me!
I'm squishing up the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm squishing up the baby bumblebee. Ooh! It's yucky!
I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Won't my mommy be so proud of me?
I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,
Now my mommy won't be mad at me.
thanks OLDTIMER ..now I gotta re-teach katie...
England swings like a pendulum do,
Bobbies on bicycles, two by two,
Westminster Abbey the tower of Big Ben,
The rosy red cheeks of the little children.
Now, if you huff and puff and you fina'lly save enough
Money up to take your family on a trip across the sea,
Take a tip before you take your trip; let me tell you where to go,
Go to Engeland, Oh;
Mama's old pajamas and your papa's mustache,
Falling out the window sill, frolic in the grass,
Tryin' to mock the way they talk fun but all in vain,
Gaping at the dapper men with derby hats and canes.
Street Fighting Man
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Well then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No!
Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
'Cauce where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No!
Get down
Hey! Said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No
Get down
Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played...the game
Everybody's
got their own good reason
why their favorite season
is their favorite season
Winter winners
and those summers sons
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
and autumns well done
so well done
And it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss...goodbye
The earth is a world
The world is a ball
A ball in a game
with no rules at all
And just as I wonder
at the beauty of it all
you go and drop it
and it breaks and falls
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready...to be loved
Born under Mars
With Jupiter rising
Fallen from stars
That lit my horizon
I'll never understand
why you thought I would
need to be reassured
and be understood
When I always knew
that your bad's my good
and I was ready
ready...to be
Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
'cos I'd already
played
it's a better thing
that we do now
forgetting everything
the whys and hows
While you reminisce
about the things you miss
you won't be ready
to kiss...goodbye
Look at me, my depth perception must be off again,
Coz' this hurts deeper than I thought it did,
It has not healed with time...
It just shot down my spine.
You look so beautiful tonight,
Remind me how you laid us down,
And gently smiled,
Before you destroyed my life...
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Look at me, my depth perception must be off again,
You got much closer than I thought you did,
I'm in your reach,
You held me in your hands...
But could you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Would you find it in your heart,
To make this go away,
And let me rest in pieces?
(Let me rest in pieces)
Could you find, could you find in your heart?
(Could you find, could you let me rest in pieces)
Could you find, could you find in your heart?
(Could you find, could you let me rest in pieces)
OUCH!
There's some major hurtin' going on there.
Whatever
I went down to the beach and saw kiki
she was all like uuhhhh
and im like whatever
and then this chick comes up to me
shes all like hey arent you thet dude
im like yeh whatever
so later im im at the pool hall
and this girl comes up and shes like ahhhh
im like yeh whatever
Coz this is my united states of whatever X2
and this is my united states of whatever X2
and its 3 a.m
im on the corner wearin my leather
and this dude comes up
hes like hey punk
im like yeh whatever
then im throwin dice in the alley
officer Leeroy comes up
hes like hey i thought i told you
and im like yeh whatever
then up comes Zafro
im like yo Zafro whats up
hes like dog
im like thats cool
coz this is my united states of whatever
and this is my united states of whatever
Believe it or not,
I'mmmm walking on air.
I never thought I could feel so free eee eee.
Flying away on a wing and a prayer.
Who could it be-eee?
Believe it or not it's just meeee.
I remember they had to change that characters name from that show because it was the same as the guy who shot Reagan. Now, every time I hear that song, I think of Reagan getting shot.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
Nice.