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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 06:44 am
After much careful research it has been discovered that the artist
Vincent Van Gogh had many relatives. Among them were:

His obnoxious brother, Please Gogh.

His dizzy aunt, Verti Gogh.

The brother who ate prunes, Gotta Gogh.

The brother who worked at a convenience store, Stop n' Gogh.

The grandfather from Yugoslavia, U Gogh.

The brother who bleached his clothes white, Hue Gogh.

The cousin from Illinois, Chica Gogh.

His magician uncle, Wherediddy Gogh.

His Mexican cousin, Amee Gogh.

The Mexican cousin's American half brother, Grin Gogh.

The nephew who drove a stage coach, Wellsfar Gogh.

The constipated uncle, Cant Gogh.

The ballroom dancing aunt, Tan Gogh.

The bird lover uncle, Flamin Gogh.

His nephew psychoanalyst, E Gogh.

The fruit loving cousin, Man Gogh.

An aunt who taught positive thinking, Wayto Gogh.

The little bouncy nephew, Poe Gogh.

A sister who loved disco, Go Gogh.

His Italian uncle, Day Gogh.

And his niece who travels the country in a van, Winnie Bay Gogh.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 08:09 am
Good morning, WA2K folks.

Hey, hawkman, loved your earless guy's funnies, and thanks, once again, for the bio's, Boston.

I do hope our Raggedy can be with us today, and she is an inspiration with her photos.

Well, listeners, in looking through our archives for Gwen Verdon songs, I ran across some serendipity lyrics. Here's an accidental song from Leonard Cohen:

Dance Me To The End Of Love
Leonard Cohen

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love.

Back later with "Some of these Days"
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 12:27 pm
What a surprise to find that Kevin Spacey also did this Sophie Tucker number:


Some of these days
You're gonna miss me, baby
Some of these days
You'll feel so lonely.

You're gonna miss my huggin'
You'll miss my kissin'
You may even miss me, baby
When I'm gone away.

You're gonna feel lonely
And want me only
'Cause you know, honey
You always got your way.

Say baby if you really leave me, oh yeah
You know it's gonna grieve me
You're gonna miss your boney little daddy
one of these days YEAH!

Said some of these days (I'll do it, Sophie!)
You're gonna miss me honey
And I'm talkin' about da-a-ays
When you feel all blue.

You're gonna miss my huggin'
You're gonna miss my kissin'
You may even miss me, baby
When I'm long gone away

I hope you feel lonely
And want me only
'Cause you know lover
Ya always had your way.

And if-a you-a leave me
You know it's gonna grie-ee-ee-ve me
You'll miss-a your brown eyed daddy (Grab it now!)
Some of these daaaaa-ays
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 12:38 pm
Jim Dandy Got Married
Laverne Baker

Jim Dandy done fell in love
Jim Dandy done fell in love
Jim Dandy done fell in love
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Jim Dandy rescued May
Fell in love with her the very same day
Got engaged that afternoon
Left that night on his honeymoon

Jim Dandy got married
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Jim Dandy gave May a kiss
Fought a lion with his two damn fists
Swam the ocean in a suit of steel
With a sign saying, my love is real

Jim Dandy got married
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Jim Dandy got married
Jim Dandy got married
Jim Dandy got married
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Jim Dandy was nicknamed Dan
Luckiest cat in all the land
Loved May so well it seems
In a month, she was plum insane

Jim Dandy got married
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Jim Dandy was summoned to court
May was suing for non support
Judge, he hollered
She would make you sob
Loving May is a full time job

Jim Dandy got married
Love, Jim Dandy, love, Jim Dandy

Love, love, love, Jim Dandy
Jim Dandy got married
He's real gone this time
Y'all hear, so long, Jim Dandy
He's gone, y'all
I know he won't be back now
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 12:50 pm
Love it, edgar, and welcome back. Looks as though Jim Dandy got a lot of lovin' after having come to the rescue.

I was joking around with our yitwail about the godzilla movies, then read where Japan exhaled after the tsunami alert was canceled. What a surprise to find this, folks.


Mothra's Song (1961-1998)

Japanese, Malay, English versions.

Mosura ya Mosura
Tasukete yo te yobeba
Toki o koete
Umi o koete
Nami no yo ni yatte kuru
Mamorigami
Mosura ya Mosura
Yasashisasae wasure
Arehateta
Hito no kokoro
Inorinagara utau

Ai no uta Mosura ya Mosura
Dongan kasakuyan
Indo muu
Rusuto uiraadoa
Hanba hanbamuyan
Randa banunradan
Tounjukanraa
Kasaku yaanmu

Mothra O Mothra
If we were to call for help
Over time
Over sea
Like a wave you'd come
Our guardian angel
Mothra O Mothra
Of forgotten kindness
And ruined spirits
We pray for the people's
Spirit as we sing
This song of love.
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 02:57 pm
since today is "hockey day in canada" with professionals , amateurs , kids and about everyone else playing hockey today , i'll give you the "hockey song by jughead" :

(live performance)
...LISTEN TO JUGHEAD SING AND PLAY "THE HOCKEY SONG"...

The Hockey Song (Smith, James, Good and Phillips) ©1992

Performed & written by Jughead.

So there I was, over in Paris
Eating wine and drinking cheese
And this guy comes up to me and he says
" Where are you from?"
Well, I says "Yeah, I'm from Canada"
And he says "Zoot Allure, mon Dieu, you are from Canada? Do you play hockey?"
And I says "Do I play hockey?

Chorus
Well, I play Air hockey, Ball hockey, Barn Hockey, Bubble Hockey, Field hockey,
Floor hockey, Ice hockey, Kitchen hockey, Road hockey,Roller hockey, Table hockey, Twist hockey
And I play hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey,
hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey,hockey all the time!
Take shots!

So there I was way out in California
And this guy comes up to me and he says
" Where are you from dude?"
Well, I says "Yeah, I'm from Canada"
And he says "Wow! Where are you from dude?"
And I says "Look I'm from Canada"
And he says "Wow. If you're from Canada? Do you like, play hockey?"
And I says "Do I play hockey?

Chorus

So there I was way down under in Australia
And this guy comes up to me and he says
" Where are you from?"
Well, I says "Yeah, I'm from Canada"
And he says "Do right, honey child. If you're from Canada? Do you play hockey?"
And I says "Do I play hockey?

Chorus

He shoots. He scores!
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 03:11 pm
Fantastic, hbg. and here's one for Jughead from Stompin' Tom

The Hockey Song (The Good Old Hockey Game)
Hello out there, we're on the air,
It's hockey night tonight;
Tension grows, the whistle blows,
And the puck goes down the ice.

The goalie jumps, and the players bump,
The fans all go insane;
Someone roars, "Bobby scores!"
At the good old hockey game.

Oh! The good old hockey game,
Is the best game you can name;
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey game!

Second period....
Where players dash with skates a-flash,
The home team trails behind;
But they grab the puck and go bursting up,
And they're down across the line.

They storm the crease like bumble bees,
They travel like a burning plane;
We see them slide the puck inside,
It's a one-one hockey game.

Oh! The good old hockey game,
Is the best game you can name;
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey game!

Third period....
Last game of the playoffs too!
Oh, take me where the hockey players,
Face-off down the rink;
And the Stanley Cup is all filled up,
For the champs who win the drink.

Now the final flick of a hockey stick,
And on one gigantic screen;
Well, the puck is in - the home team wins,
That good old hockey game.

Oh! The good old hockey game,
Is the best game you can name;
And the best game you can name,
Is the good old Hockey game!
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 03:23 pm
http://gregrob.ca/PEI/stompin.jpg

the one-room schoolhouse in skinner's pond , prince edward island , where stompin' tom was educated .
he sure has made his mark on the canadian music scene !
hbg

sompin' tom's early life :
He was born Charles Thomas Connors (known as Tommy Messer) in Saint John, New Brunswick to the teenaged Isabel Connors and her boyfriend Thomas Sullivan. Tom spent a short time living with his mother in a low-security women's penitentiary before he was seized by Children's Aid Society and later adopted by the Aylward family in Skinners Pond, Prince Edward Island.

At the age of 15 he left his adoptive family, to hitchhike across Canada, a journey that consumed the next 13 years of his life as he traveled between various part-time jobs while writing songs for his guitar. In his last stop in Timmins, Ontario, he worked in one of the local gold mines and was offered a year-long contract to sing on stage at the Maple Leaf Hotel, which earned him the attention of the local CKGB radio station.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 03:44 pm
Great picture and info, Canada. Love it!

Of course, folks, we know there is another kind of hockey mask, right?

http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/34359/2/istockphoto_34359_hockey_mask.jpg

But, listeners, we won't go that route.

Back in a few with our art feature of the day.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 04:12 pm
This is quite interesting to me:

http://www.authorsden.com/PoetryImage/107826.jpg

and here is the poem that was inspired by that fractal art.

In the Palace of the Ice King
by Rie Sheridan


It is cold and dark
where he sits on his throne
brooding, and alone.

In the halls of stone,
where Time has left its mark,
shadows shroud rooms barren and stark.

He whispers to his loyal pets
hovering on silken wings...
spinning forth the tales of kings--

and dreams of past rememberings.
All that remains of former fetes...
tinged with sorrow and regrets.

Quiet ghosts now fill the halls.
His heart daily feels the cold
of lost companions in Time's hold.

Of what use is a king's bright gold
when no one answers a monarch's calls,
or holds him close when darkness falls?
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 05:09 pm
Dark Moon
by both Gale Storm and Bonnie Guitar

CHORUS]
Dark moon
Away up high up in the sky
Oh, tell me why, oh, tell me why
You've lost your splendor
Dark moon, what is the
Cause your light withdraws
Is it because, is it because
I've lost my love

Mortals have dreams
Of love's perfect schemes
But they don't realize
That love will sometimes bring a

[repeat CHORUS]

Mortals have dreams
Of love's perfect schemes
But they don't realize
That love will sometimes bring a

[repeat CHORUS]
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 05:27 pm
some tunes from the 80's

Working on My Tan
Tim Curry

Nikki's at the campsite in the caravan
On the Riviera
Every night the bugs bite
Catch her if they can
But she don't hear of it
She say...
I'm working on my tan...
Oh man,
I'm working on my tan
Oh man,
Working on my tan


Harvey sings calypso in the hotel band
But it's just financial
Playing for the dipsoes, and the also-ran
But he ain't anxious, Man,
He say,
I'm workin on my tan
Oh man...
I'm working on my tan.
Oh man
Workin on my tan


Hunt yourself and island
Hitch down to the beach
The sun belong to everyone,
In everybody's reach
If confined to dry land,
Peel yourself a peach
Hey c'mon, son of a gun...
Do I have to teach you what to say?


Take a bus, take a truck.
Take a bus, take a truck
Take a bus, take a truck
But take along, your good luck!


Do it in Jamaica
Do it in Japan
Do it in Siberia
Give us all a break and do it in Iran
Do it in Afghanistan.


Everybody say - hey
I'm working on my tan. Oh man!
I'm working on my tan. Oh man!
Working on my tan!
Sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine
Sunshine!


Starry Eyes
The Records

While you were off in France, we were stranded in the British Isles.
Left to fall apart amongst your passports and your files.
We never asked for miracles, but they were our concern.
Did you really think we'd sit it out and wait for your return?

I don't want to argue. I ain't gonna budge.
Won't you take this number down before you call up the judge?
I don't want to argue. There's nothing to say.
Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way!

While you were on the beach, were you dreaming all about your share?
Planning to invest it all to cover wear and tear?
We paid for all the phone calls. The money's off the shelf.
Don't you know that while you're gone away, I've got to help myself?

I don't want to argue. I ain't gonna budge.
Won't you take this number down before you call up the judge?
I don't want to argue. There's nothing to say.
Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way!

While you were in the pool, we were meeting with the boys upstairs,
Talking to the money men, and carrying out affairs.
We had no time for cocktails, or working up a tan.
The boys have all been spoken to. The writ has hit the fan.

I don't want to argue. I ain't gonna budge.
Won't you take this number down before you call up the judge?
I don't want to argue. There's nothing to say.
Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way


Another Girl, Another Planet
The Only Ones

I always flirt with death
I could kill, but I don't care about it
I can face your threats
And stand up tall and scream and shout about it
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you

You always get under my skin
I don't find it irritating
You always play to win
I don't need rehabilitating,
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you

Another girl, another planet
Another girl, another planet

Space travel's in my blood
And there ain't nothin I can do about it
Long journeys wear me out but
Oh god you know, we won't live without it
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you

Another girl is loving you now
Another planet forever holding you down
Another planet
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 05:40 pm
edgar, that is lovely, but will sometimes bring a? <smile>

And there is our dj back. Hey, Canada. Love the song "Working on my Tan." I need to do that when the sun comes up and the beach is clean and clear.

Really liked Starry Eyes as well. and your "Girl from Another Planet" means that we are into the night and the moon and the stars, so here is another Canadian singing about night and unrequited love:

The Night We Called It A Day
by Diana Krall

There was a moon out in space
But a cloud drifted over its face
You kissed me and went on your way
The night we called it a day
I heard the song of the spheres
Like a minor lament in my ears
I hadn't the heart left to pray
The night we called it a day

Soft through the dark
The hoot of an owl in the sky
Sad though his song
No bluer was he than I

The moon went down stars were gone
But the sun didn't rise with the dawn
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day
There wasn't a thing left to say
The night we called it a day

Love that lady and love that song.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 05:54 pm
like the diana krall

apparently the, "another girl, another planet", song is an ode to herion

here's a tune from ms kralls signifigant other

I Can't Stand Up For Falling Down
Elvis Costello

I'm the living result
I'm a man who's been hurt a little too much
and I've tasted the bitterness of my own tears
sadness is all my lonely heart can feel

I can't stand up for falling down
I can't stand up for falling down

simple though love is
still it confused me
why I'm not loved the way I should be
now I've lived with heartaches
and I've roomed with fear
I've dealt with despair
and I've wrestled with tears

I can't stand up for falling down
I can't stand up for falling down

the vow that we made
you broke it in two
but that don't stop me from loving you

I can't stand up for falling down
I can't stand up for falling down
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 06:10 pm
Wow! dj. I just reread that other worldy girl. Sorta takes the shine out of things, no?

Well, from Elvis(the live one) to Ray......




Artist: Ray Charles Lyrics
Song: I Can't Stop Loving You Lyrics

(I can't stop loving you)
I've made up my mind
To live in memory of the lonesome times
(I can't stop wanting you)
It's useless to say
So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday
(Dreams of yesterday)
Those happy hours that we once knew
Tho' long ago, they still make me blue
They say that time heals a broken heart
But time has stood still since we've been apart

(I can't stop loving you)
I've made up my mind
To live in memories of the lonesome times
(I can't stop wanting you)
It's useless to say
So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday
(Those happy hours)
Those happy hours
(That we once knew)
That we once knew
(Tho' long ago)
Tho' long ago
(Still make me blue)
Still ma-a-a-ake me blue
(They say that time)
They say that time
(Heals a broken heart)
Heals a broken heart
(But time has stood still)
Time has stood still
(Since we've been apart)
Since we've been apart

(I can't stop loving you)
I said I made up my mind
To live in memory of the lonesome times
(Sing a song, children)
(I can't stop wanting you)
It's useless to say
So I'll just live my life of dreams of yesterday
(Of yesterday)
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yitwail
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 07:21 pm
WA2K seems to be in a melancholy mood, and there's hardly anyone more melancholy than Hank Williams (Sr)

Hear the lonesome whipoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide it's face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 07:34 pm
Ah, Mr. Turtle. That is one of Hank's most beautiful and saddest songs. Welcome back, M.D.

Of course there is this one by Hank, yit;

Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and I'll act prouder
You sing loud and I'll sing louder
Tonight we're setting the woods on fire

You my gal and I'm your feller
Dress up in your frock of yeller
I'll look swell but you'll look sweller
Setting the woods on fire

We'll take in all the honkey tonks
Tonihgt we're having fun
We'll show the folks a brand new dance
That never has been done

I don't care who thinks we're silly
You be daffy and I'll be dilly
We'll order up to bowls of chili
Setting the woods on fire

I'll gas up my hot rod stocker
We'll get hotter than a poker
You'll be broke but I'll be broker
Tonight we're setting the woods on fire

We'll sit close to one another
Up the one street and down the other
We'll have a time o brother
Setting the woods on fire

We'll put aside a little time
To fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doing fine
But the air is showing through

You clap hands and I'll start bowing
We'll do all the laws allowin'
Tomorrow I'll be right back plowing
Setting the woods on fire.

and Homer and Jethro's parody:

We can't sing and we ain't funny,
Buy this vinyl won't you honey,
Poor old Victor needs the money,
Setting the wood on fire.

Razz
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 07:36 pm
more melancholy

I Don't Want to Get Over You
The Magnetic Fields

I don't want to get over you.
I guess I could take a sleeping pill
and sleep at will
and not have to go through what I go through.
I guess I should take Prozac, right,
and just smile all night at somebody new,
Somebody not too bright but sweet and kind
who would try to get you off my mind.
I could leave this agony behind
which is just what I'd do if I wanted to,
but I don't want to get over you
cause I don't want to get over love.
I could listen to my therapist, pretend you don't exist
and not have to dream of what I dream of;
I could listen to all my friends and go out again
and pretend it's enough,
or I could make a career of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
like I was 17
that would be a scream
but I don't want to get over you.
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yitwail
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 07:42 pm
not too shabby, dj, but Roy Orbison could wax melancholic with the best of 'em.

I was all right for a while, I could smile for a while
But I saw you last night, you held my hand so tight
As you stopped to say "Hello"
Aww you wished me well, you couldn't tell

That I'd been cry-i-i-i-ng over you, cry-i-i-i-ng over you
Then you said "so long". left me standing all alone
Alone and crying, crying, crying cry-i-ing
It's hard to understand but the touch of your hand
Can start me crying

I thought that I was over you but it's tru-ue, so true
I love you even more than I did before but darling what can I do-o-o-o
For you don't love me and I'll always be

Cry-i-i-i-ng over you, cry-i-i-i-ng over you
Yes, now you're gone and from this moment on
I'll be crying, crying, crying, cry-i-i-ing
Yeah crying, crying, o-o-o-o-ver you
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 13 Jan, 2007 07:43 pm
Zebra
The Magnetic Fields

So we got married in Venice in June
So what?
We circled the Earth in a hot air balloon
So what?
and the rest of our lives
is one long honeymoon
well, that doesn't mean we're in love

If you really loved me
you'd buy me a beautiful pearl
but you've already bought me
all of the pearls in the world
so there's one thing I crave
when my days become ho-hum and blah
I want a zebra

We've got so many tchotchkes
we've pratically emptied the Louvre
In most of our palaces
there's hardly room to manoeuvre
I shan't go to Bali today
I must stay home and Hoover
up the gold dust
That doesn't mean we're in love

If you really loved me
you'd buy me the Great Pyramid
Oh, I'm so forgetful, you already did
But there's one thing I need
if you won't think I'm greedy, my dear
another zebra
Zelda looks lonely, I want a zebra
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