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"The more you read and observe about this Politics thing, you got to admit that each party is worse than the other. The one that's out always looks the best."

Well, dys. All I know is what I read in the newspapers. <smile>

Actually and literally, you are right. It's difficult now to tell one party from another, especially after some good old American whiskey.

Here's another wiley that I like, folks:

and, dys, and all. Here's a song to go with the r.r. and coyote:

Beep beep (beep beep),
Beep beep (beep beep),
beep beep beep (beep beep).

While riding in my chrysler what to my surprise,
A little old road runner was following me, about one-third my size.
The chicken must have wanted to pass me out
As he kept on tooting (beep beep).

From Acme parcels.

Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said baby, "Can't you see
I wanna be famous, a star on the screen
But you can do something in between"

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you

I told a girl that my prospects were good
And she said baby, "It's understood
Working for peanuts is all very fine
But I can show you a better time"

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you

I told that girl I can start right away
And she said, "Listen baby I got something to say
I got no car and it's breaking my heart
But I've found a driver and that's a start"

Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And maybe I love you
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah (fade out)

from a Liverpool foursome

Hey, Mr. Turtle. Loved that song, M.D. Would that fab four be The Dave Clark Five? Just kidding, honey.

Inspired by another forum:


Long ago, and, oh, so far away
I fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear, but you're not really here.
It's just the radio.

Don't you remember you told me you loved me baby?
You said you'd be coming back this way again baby.
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, baby.
I love you, I really do.

Loneliness is such a sad affair, and I can hardly wait to be with you again.
What to say, to make you come again?
Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar.

Name that vocalist.

Karen Carpenter?

Hey, edgar. You are right, Texas. Karen it is. I guess if I could name a vocalist that most resembles my voice, it would be Karen.

The first song that I ever heard by her was this one, folks.

Close To You
~ The Carpenters



Why do birds suddenly appear
Everytime you are near
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

Why do stars fall down from the sky
Everytime you walk by
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born, the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in you hair
And golden starlight in your eyes of blue

That is why, all the girls in town
Follow you, all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born, the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moondust in you hair
And golden starlight in your eyes of blue

That is why, all the girls in town
Follow you, all around
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Wa-ah-ah-ah-ah
Close to you
Wa-ah-ah-ah-ah
Close to you

Letty, You struck my chord.


Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Monday's always get me down.....

What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
feeling like I don't belong
Walking around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Monday's always get me down.



What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
we know what it's all about
Hanging around
Nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Monday always get me down

........................................
But it is not Monday--- and it is far from raining; with a bright sunshine.
And if you sing like Karen Carpenter, Letty, you can sing to me all day

Theo, Welcome to WA2K radio, gal. Ah, yes, Karen sang that one, too. What a pity about that young woman. Anorexia Nervosa just because someone casually remarked that Ken's sister was pudgy.

Cooking Buffalo with Julia
("Julia Child Cooks Buffalo")
by Paul Harwitz

Hello, I'm Julia Child. Today what I want to show
Is how to cook the North American buffalo.
The bison which provided the meats for today
Were slaughtered with respect, the Native way.

Because buffalo has much less fat than cow,
You must remember not to use too high a temperature,
And not to overcook it anyhow.
It's low in cholesterol, fat, and calories.

Never over-cook buffalo. Cook rare or medium-rare,
To conserve the vitamins and wonderful taste in there.
For buffalo steaks, move your oven rack
From the heat source, about one notch further back.

In place of the wild onions we're using today,
If you want to substitute shallots, that's O.K.
For side-dishes, consider squash, beans, and maize,
And your guests will praise your meal for days.

Cooking buffalo produces a feast that's a feat.
Those who dine upon it will enjoy a great treat.
For meals shared with others, buffalo can't be beat.
And that is tout le table. Bon appetite!

O BURY ME

"Oh, bury me not on the Lone Prairie;"
These words came sad and mournfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close of day.

"It matters not, so I've been told
Where the body lies when the heart grows cold,
But grant, oh grant, this wish to me;
Bury me not on the Lone Prairie."

"Bury me not on the Lone Prairie.
Where coyotes howl and the wind blows free,
In a narrow grave, six by three;
Oh, Bury me not on the Lone Prairie."

"Oh, Bury me not..." His voice failed there;
We took no heed of his dying prayer.
In a narrow grave, six by three,
We buried him there on the Lone Prairie.

And the Cowboys now, as they roam the Plains,
They mark the spot where his bones were lain;
Fling a handful of roses o'er his grave
With a prayer to God his soul to save.

Well, folks. More synchronicity. Heard "We've Only Just Begun" played behind Happy Gilmore playing golf and heard Tina Turner sing "Golden Eye" behind Pierce Brosnan's James Bond movie.

There is a movie to soon be released, listeners, called Deja Vu, and I do believe it will attempt to prove there really is such a thing. I already believe it.

edgar, your song about "Cooking Buffalo with Julia" was hilarious, Texas, and most of us know about the lone prairie

Here's a cowboy song, listeners:

Sagebrush Serenade Lyrics Printer
Artists: Poco Album: Cantamos

(rusty young)

You and i counting, desert stars and,
Lovers, one by one.
While mandolins and steel guitars,
Help our love along.
Who could show you, ever know you,
Fall into my dream.
Turn around and, them you are in
Cowboy boots and faded jeans.

It's a sagebrush serenade
Ii's a sagebrush serenade
It's a sagebrush serenade

All around us, it surrounds us, harmony is
In the air.
We could lose our hearts tonight and
Never even care.

It's a sagebrush serenade, sagebrush . . . .
We dance the nighl away, while
The guitars play
We'll blow your sails away, we got it made

All I know is just what I read in the papers, and that's an alibi for my ignorance.

Remembering Will Rogers who was born on this date.

Thank goodness, folks. There's our Raggedy with Will. Sorry I didn't flesh out the quote, PA. Trying to keep my memory alert and well.

Where there's a will there's a rope.(Letty)

How about that song from James Bond:

Golden Eye Lyrics
by Tina Turner


(BONO/THE EDGE)

See reflections on the water
more than darkness in the depths
see him surface in every shadow
on the wind I feel his breath

Goldeneye I found his weakness
Goldeneye he'll do what I please
Goldeneye no time for sweetness
but a bitter kiss will bring him to his knees

You'll never know how I watched you
from the shadows as a child
you'll never know how it feels to be the one
who's left behind
You'll never know the days, the nights,
the tears, the tears I've cried
but now my time has come
and time, time is not on your side

See him move through smoke and mirrors
feel his presence in the crowd
other girls they gather around him
if I had him I wouldn't let him out

Goldeneye not lace or leather
Golden chains take him to the spot
goldeneye I'll show him forever
it'll take forever to see
what I've got

You'll never know how I watched you
from the shadows as a child
you'll never know how it feels to be so close
and be denied
It's a gold and honey trap
I've got for you tonight
Revenge it's a kiss, this time I won't miss
now I've got you in my sight
With a Goldeneye, golden, goldeneye
with a goldeneye, goldeneye.

I was just adding a bit of deja vu, Letty.

Hee hee, Raggedy. Love it, gal. Hey, folks, there is also a Deja Vu I moive

Here's the only second sight song that I know:

Where Or When Lyrics
by Rod Stewart


(Rogers, Hart)
It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when
Who knows where or when

Letty, I love Where or When. Here's another pretty one:

A.Bergman, M.Bergman, M.Lergand)

[Recorded May 21, 1974, Hollywood]

I want to see your face in every kind of light
In fields of dawn and forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and South and East and West of your life
I have only one request of your life
That you spend it all with me

All the seasons and the times of your days
All the nickels and the dimes of your days
Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days
All begin and end with me

I want to see your face in every kind of light
In the fields of dawn and the forests of the night
And when you stand before the candles on a cake
Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make

Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes
In the world of love that you keep in your eyes
I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes
It may take a kiss or two

Through all of my life
Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall of my life
All I ever will recall of my life
Is all of my life with you

all this alluding to *seeing* reminded me of this tune by the *quiet Beatle*

Without going out of my door
I can know all things on Earth
Without looking out of my window
I could know the ways of Heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Without going out of your door
You can know all things on Earth
Without looking out of your window
You could know the ways of Heaven

The farther one travels
The less one knows
The less one really knows

Arrive without travelling
See all without looking
Do all without doing

Oh, Diane, I love your song, honey. You just gave me a chill or two. Michel Legrand wrote beautiful music, no? Glad you are back in our studio so that you can keep dys in tow. <smile>.

I wish I knew how to access the song that I just listened to on Windows Media Player. Fantastic vocalist. Francoise hardy La Question.

I also wish that our European friends would seek us out occasionally.

Oh, well, listeners. Georgeob1 hates Europeans, and Steve hates Americans.