OK, then, I can rest in the knowledge of hieroglyphic heeven-ness yet abounding.
(I can use weird language with the best...)
what [in Heevens name] is going on here?
Having fun at your expense.
They lurve me!
They really lurve me!
Okay okay, so yuz don't love me, but you missed me!
Big smacking kisses for my pals on this thread.
Everyone else can go straight to hell!
What Reyn REALLY wanted to say....
Quote:Heeven... I'm in heeven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Heeven... I'm in heeven,
And the cares that hung around me through the week,
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh, I love to climb a mountain,
And to reach the highest peak.
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Oh, I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek.
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek.
Dance with me! I want my arms about you.
The charms about you
Will carry me through to...
Heeven... I'm in heeven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
