Topic: Woke up, walked in my kitchen... | |
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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks |
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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet ? |
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Whoa..... I think I took a wrong turn at Albaquerque.
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Edited by
Dancere
on
Thu 02/05/09 06:46 PM
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Shh... be vewee quyit... I'm hunting wabbits...
Wait, I did see a puuddy tat... I'd love to ... tu-rr-rr-n ... you ... o-o-n ... She's so .... heavy ... Hey! Who let in that orchestra? |
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Paul is dead!
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Here's another clue for you all. The walrus was Paul
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Acid is groovy....Kill the pigs...
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Everybody let their hair down, everybody rolled their socks up, everybody saw the sunSHINE... Oh yeah...
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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet ? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it |
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When I hold you...
in my... hand. And I feel my finger on your... trigger... I know noone ... can do me no harm. Cuz happiness is a... a warm... g-u-u-un... |
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And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
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She came in through the bathroom window...
Protected by her silver spoon? But now she sucks her ... thumb... and wonders... by the banks of her own lagoon. |
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Boogie Woogie
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You better come on, into my kitchen.
Cuz it's gonna be rainin' outside! |
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Think I'll dust my broom
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Pffttt... Amateur: Tin Pan Alleyist..
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Wanna' meet me at the crossroads?
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ONLY if you promise to fall down on your knees...
(ya know, the whole bow down before me, peasants, schtik?) |
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You never give me your money
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