patiodog wrote:Wouldn't you rather be typing this than that kicky has some interest in an 8-year-old girl?
Yes because then I would have to get rid of him.
dlowan wrote:The grocer told me what you do with bread (what do you do?)
What does he do?! What does he do?! Now that's going to bug me all night.
kickycan wrote:dlowan wrote:The grocer told me what you do with bread (what do you do?)
What does he do?! What does he do?! Now that's going to bug me all night.
It involves a lemon, and a piece of string.
Has anyone else heard David Bromberg's "Testify About My Love"? It is a ten minute blues song where he testifies (to anyone listening) about what an idiot he is for losing his girlfriend.
These Boots Were Made For Walking
Nancy Sinatra
You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.
These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.
You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin
and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.
Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!
Go with Greg Kihn's "The Breakup Song".
there's a great line in reid paley's song lazarus in brooklyn
"if i could do it all again
i'd do it just the same
just wouldn't do it with you"
and from nerf herder
a "why did you leave me tune"
Sorry
Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your party
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi
Sorry I puked up on your bedspread
Sorry I wanted to be your boyfriend again
What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
Sorry I saw you and I heard birds sing
Sorry I touched you and I heard bells ring
Sorry I jacked off outside of your window
While you were sleeping, I thought you'd never know
Sorry I showed up at your wedding
Sorry I tried so hard to get in
Sorry I screwed up your picture
Sorry I had sex with your sister
What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your dinner
Sorry I said those things to your father
Sorry I crashed through your window on acid
Sorry I made a mess
Sorry I bled to death
What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser
I like mathew Wilders "Break My Stride."
Last night I had the strangest dream
I sailed away to China
In a little row boat to find ya
And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned
Didn't want no-one to hold you
What does that mean
And you said
Ain't nothin' gonna to break my stride
Nobody's gonna slow me down, oh-no
I got to keep on movin'
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground
Oh-no, I got to keep on movin'
You're on a roll and now you pray it lasts
The road behind was rocky
But now you're feeling cocky
You look at me and you see your past
Is that the reason why you're runnin' so fast
And she said
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
Nobody's gonna slow me down, oh-no
I got to keep on moving
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground
Oh-no, I got to keep on moving
Never let another girl like you, work me over
Never let another girl like you, drag me under
If I meet another girl like you, I will tell her
Never want another girl like you, have to say
Ooooooh
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Oh-no, oh-no, I got to keep on moving
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch the ground
Oh-no, I got to keep on movin'
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride...
This is the only thread that I do not receive e-mail updates on.
(because of the title?)
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I had to put her
Six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I knew I'd miss her
So I had to keep her
She's buried right in my back yard
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
She bitched so much
She drove me nuts
And now I'm happier this way
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I used to love her, but I had to kill her
I had to put her
Six feet under
And I can still hear her complain
Not sure if Johnny Cash wrote it, but he certainly sang it...
Quote:Delia
Delia, oh Delia,
Delia all my life
If I hadn't shot poor Delia
I'd've had her for my wife
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
I went up to Memphis
And I met Delia there
Found her in her parlor
And I tied her to her chair
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
She was low-down and triflin'
She was cold and mean
Kind of evil made me want to
Grab my submachine
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
The first time I shot her
I shot her in the side
It was hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
But jailer, oh jailer,
Jailer I can't sleep
Because all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
So if your woman's devilish
You can let her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Just like Delia got done
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
There are some good songs here.
And Johnny, well, I love johnny cash.
Maybe we should burn a mix cd....
caribou wrote:There are some good songs here.
And Johnny, well, I love johnny cash.
Maybe we should burn a mix cd....
...and have it ready for next Valentine's Day.
This could be a big seller!
Hey Kicky! Have you watched Beyounce on your tube? There is one version of this video where she keeps pointing RIGHT while singing-to the left, to the left
No, I haven't, but I will now! Thanks for the tip, plantress, and welcome to Able2know! Enjoy.
Something else from Dylan
Yes, I received your letter yesterday
About the time the door knob broke
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row
