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well as long as he had a good time and got something bye bye
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Good morning everyone
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HI
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how many birds did he get (((grammy))) 
we got loads of birds..the three of us filled a cooler with them when we came home ,but it sure was cold i had frost on my moustache in the mornings..  then it would warm to a balmy 36 just enough to make my nose run.. but it was a great hunt.
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Good Morning all "Best Day to you!
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how many birds did he get (((grammy)))
we got loads of birds..the three of us filled a cooler with them when we came home ,but it sure was cold i had frost on my moustache in the mornings.. then it would warm to a balmy 36 just enough to make my nose run.. but it was a great hunt.
glade you had a good time in my part of the world but darn it stop by next time even for only a short wed love to have you
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Top of the Day to everyone....
Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMhetitt9bI&feature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYPSZiE0OAs&feature=related The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside darling you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking That maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright Oh and that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I'm no hero That's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night's busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waiting DOWN ON the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back If you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door's open but the ride it ain't free And I know you're lonely For words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It's a town full of losers And I'm pulling out of here to win 
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rGFfO5fUvE&feature=related
Born to Run by the Boss Bruce Springsteen In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on Highway 9 Chrome wheeled, fuel injected And steppin' out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims And strap your hands across my engines 
Together we could break this trap We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire 'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta know how it feels I want to know if your love is wild Girl I want to know if love is real 
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard 
The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss 
The highway's jammed with broken heroes On a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight But there's no place left to hide Together Wendy we can live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when We're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go And we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us Baby we were born to run
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LVZ5dEYHjWg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-mvXSHJs6rQ&feature=related Bruce Springsteen Badlands Lights out tonight Trouble in the heartland Got a head-on collision Smashin' in my guts man I'm caught in a crossfire That I don't understand I don't give a damn For the same old played out scenes I don't give a damn For just the in-betweens Honey I want the heart, I want the soul I want control right now Talk about a dream Try to make it real You wake up in the night With a fear so real Spend your life waiting For a moment that just don't come Well don't waste your time waiting CHORUS: Badlands, you gotta live it every day Let the broken hearts stand As the price you've gotta pay We'll keep pushin' till its understood And these badlands start treating us good Workin' in the fields Till you get your back burned Workin' 'neath the wheel Till you get your facts learned Baby I got my facts Learned real good right now Poor man wanna be rich Rich man wanna be king And a king ain't satisfied Till he rules everything I wanna go out tonight I wanna find out what I got I believe in the love that you gave me I believe in the hope that can save me I believe in the faith And I pray that some day it may raise me Above these badlands For the ones who had a notion A notion deep inside That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive I wanna find one face that ain't looking through me I wanna find one place I wanna spit in the face of these badlands |
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 I am on a Bruce Springsteen roll...
 Hope that is alright with all of you
hope you like him as much as i do...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGU0z1DGO8E&feature=related Jungleland
The Rangers had a homecoming In Harlem late last night And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine Over the Jersey state line Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain The Rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance And disappear down Flamingo Lane Well the Maximum Lawmen run down Flamingo Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl And the kids 'round there live just like shadows Always quiet, holding hands From the churches to the jails Tonight all is silence in the world As we take our stand Down in Jungleland The midnight gang's assembled And picked a rendezvous for the night They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign That brings this fair city light Man there's an opera out on the turnpike There's a ballet being fought out in the alley Until the local cops Cherry tops Rips this holy night The street's alive As secret debts are paid Contacts made, they vanish unseen [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/yHr ] Kids flash guitars just like switchblades Hustling for the record machine The hungry and the hunted Explode into rock and roll bands That face off against each other in the street Down in Jungleland In the parking lot the visionaries Dress in the latest rage Inside the backstreet girls are dancing To the records that the DJ plays Lonely-hearted lovers Struggle in dark corners Desperate as the night moves on Just one look and a whisper And they're gone Beneath the city two hearts beat Soul engines running through a night so tender In a bedroom locked In whispers of soft refusal And then surrender In the tunnels uptown The Rat's own dream guns him down As shots echo down them hallways in the night No one watches when the ambulance pulls away Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light Outside the street's on fire In a real death waltz Between what's flesh and what's fantasy And the poets down here Don't write nothing at all They just stand back and let it all be And in the quick of a knife They reach for their moment And try to make an honest stand But they wind up wounded Not even dead Tonight in Jungleland
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afternoon all hows the day been for ya
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afternoon all hows the day been for ya
fine thank you.. .how are you today ?
I'm just listening to some lovely soothing
peaceful celtic rain music
and i am so glad for that
cause there are all kinds 
of noisy stinky trucks 
right outside my place
and they are asphalting the road
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oh my i know that has to be loud and smelly
sorry hun shouldnt last too long
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Helloo everyyyybodyyyy!
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Hello and Goodnight
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My night is just getting started!
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Good Morning {{{everyone}}}
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{{{oc}}}
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(((((bad))))
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