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WALTZ ACCROSS TEXAS = EARNEST TUBB When we dance together my world's in disguise It's a fairyland tale that's come true And when you look at me girl with those stars in your eyes I could waltz across Texas with you. Waltz across Texas with you in my arms Waltz across Texas with you Like a storybook ending I'm lost in your charms I could waltz across Texas with you. --- Instrumental --- My heartaches and troubles just packed up and gone The moment you come into view And with your hand in mine, I could dance on and on I could waltz across Texas with you. Waltz across Texas with you in my arms Waltz across Texas with you Like a storybook ending I'm lost in your charms I could waltz across Texas with you. I could waltz across Texas with you party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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be back in a few gotta go pick my daughter up and take her home!
Taxi anyone LOL ![]() |
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WORKIN MANS PHD = AARON TIPPON
You get up every morning 'fore the sun comes up Toss a lunchbox into a pickup truck A long, hard day sure ain't much fun But you've gotta get it started if you wanna get it done You set your mind and roll up your sleeves You're workin' on a working man's ph.d. With your heart in your hands and the sweat on your brow You build the things that really make the world go around If it works, if it runs, if it lasts for years You bet your bottom dollar it was made right here With pride, honor and dignity From a man with a working man's ph.d. Now there ain't no shame in a job well done From driving a nail to driving a truck As a matter of fact i'd like to set things straight A few more people should be pullin' their weight If you wanna cram course in reality You get yourself a working man's ph.d. When the quittin' whistle blows and the dust settles down There ain't no trophies or cheering crowds You'll face yourself at the end of the day And be damn proud of whatever you've made Can't hang it on the wall for the world to see But you've got yourself a working man's ph.d. Now there ain't no shame in a job well done From driving a nail to driving a truck As a matter of fact i'd like to set things straight A few more people should be pullin' their weight If you wanna cram course in reality You get yourself a working man's ph.d. party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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fallen
ya can take me any where ya like ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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this is so cute , i love karaoke , i use to go sing karaoke every
friday , everyone always wanted me to sing hanky panky by madonna , i havent been in a long time , kind of miss it, |
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just jump in sug n sing
ya never know what might happen party on sug... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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MONTROSE - BAD MOTOR SCOOTER
If you get lonely on your daddy’s farm, Just remember I don’t live too far… There’s a **************** You’ll be at my place in less than a day! So get on your bad motor scooter and ride! Come over to my place and stay all night. First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right! All right! All right! All right! So get on your bad motor scooter and ride! Ooh, the last time I seen your face, Swore that no one’d take your place! Now, since you been gone, I been feelin’ a-bad, yeah! I come out to your place – I’m afraid of your dad. So you… get on your bad motor scooter and ride! Come over to my place and stay all night. Yeah! First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right! All right! All right! All right! All right! Get on your bad motor scooter and ride! Ride! Ride! Ride! C’mon Baby! Yeah… Crank it on up! Get on your bad motor scooter and ride! Come over to my place and stay all night, Babe. First thing in the morning we’ll be feeling all right! All right! All right! All right! All right! Get on your bad motor scooter… Get on your bad motor scooter… A-get on your bad motor scooter… And ri-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ide! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Okay I am back
Did I miss anything good? ![]() ![]() |
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Heres some country:Artist/Band: Brooks Garth
Lyrics for Song: Ain't Going Down ('Til the Sun Comes Up) Lyrics for Album: In Pieces Six o'clock on Friday evening Momma doesn' t know she's leaving 'Til she hears the screen door slamming Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming Local country station just a blaring on the radio Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her warning Girl you better get your red head Back in bed before the morning Nine o'clock the show is ending But the fun is just beginning She knows he's anticipating But she's gonna keep him waiting Grab a bite to eat And then they're heading to the honkey tonk But loud crowds and line dancing Just ain't what they really want Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek And where it's George Strait 'til real late And dancing cheek to cheek Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing Midnight starts the hard romancing One o'clock that truck is rocking Two is coming, still no stopping Break to check the clock at three They're right on where they want to be Four o'clock get up and going Five o'clock that rooster's crowing Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up Six o'clock on Saturday Her folks don't know he's on his way The stalls are clean, the horses fed They say she's grounded 'til she's dead Well here he comes around the bend Slowing down, she's jumping in Hey mom, you're daughter's gone And there they go again Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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ok heres a request already this mornin Prop Me Up Beside the Jukebox (If I Die)= Joe Diffie Well, I ain't afraid of dyin', it's the thought of being dead I want to go on being me once my eulogy's been read Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest You can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request (Chorus) Prop me up beside the juke box if I die Lord, I want to go to heaven, but I don't want to go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Just let my headstone be a neon sign Just let it burn in memory of all of my good times Fix me up with a mannequin, just remember, I like blondes I'll be the life of the party, even when I'm dead and gone (Chorus) Prop me up beside the juke box if I die Lord, I want to go to heaven, but I don't want to go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Just make your next selection, and while you're still in line You can pay your last respects one quarter at a time (Chorus) Prop me up beside the juke box if I die Lord, I want to go to heaven, but I don't want to go tonight Fill my boots up with sand, put a stiff drink in my hand Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die (Repeat line and fade) party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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A friend sent me this song last night, and I instantly fell in love with
it. =============================================================== Absolution - Gery Numan I would swim across oceans Just to talk with you I would climb a tall mountain Just to look at you I'd give my soul to the devil If you asked me to I would walk out of heaven Just to be with you This is absolute This is absolution I will be your disciple And I'll worship you Burn the prophets of reason Light the sky for you Kill the children of Eden If you want me to Close the dead eyes of God If they offended you This is absolute This is absolution |
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Good Directions = Billy Currington
I was sittin' there sellin' turnips on a flatbed truck Crunchin' or a pork rind when she pulled up She had to be thinkin' "This is where the rednecks come from" She had Hollywood written on her license plate She was lost and lookin' for the interstate Needin' directions and I was the man for the job [Chorus] I told her way up yonder past the caution light There's a little country store with an old Coke sign You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea Then a left will take you to the interstate But a right will bring you right back here to me I was sittin' there thinkin' 'bout her pretty face Kickin' myself for not catchin' her name I threw my hat and thought, "You fool, that coulda been love" I knew my old Ford couldn't run her down She probably didn't like me anyhow So I watched her disappear in a cloud of dust. [Chorus] I told her way up yonder past the caution light There's a little country store with an old Coke sign You gotta stop in and ask Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea Then a left will take you to the interstate But a right will bring you right back here to me Is this Georgia heat playin' tricks on me Or am I really seein' what I think I see The woman of my dreams comin' back to me She went way up yonder past the caution light Don't know why, but somethin' felt right When she stopped in and asked Miss Bell for some of her sweet tea Mama gave her a big 'ol glass and sent her right back here to me Thank God for good directions:and turnip greens party on.. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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BRAND NEW GIRLFRIEND = STEVE HOLY
she said, "i need sometime to find myself, i need a little space to think. maybe we should start seeing other people. baby, things are moving way to fast for me." so, i, i picked up what was left of my pride, and i put on my walking shoes, and i got up on that high road, and i did what any gentleman would do.. i, um... [chorus] i got a brand new girlfriend. we went and jumped off the deep end, flew out to LA for the weekend, spent the whole day, lyin' on the beach, wearin' nothin' but a smile, playin' kissy-kissy, smoochy-smoochy, talkin' mooshy-mooshy bout nothin'. man, i think im on to somethin', yano i feel just like a kid again. i got a brand new girlfriend. [verse: 2] i love it when she calls me butter cup, laughs and says i left the toilet seat up, she pops and tosses me a cold beer, and says my buddies always welcome here. [these lyrics are found on http://www.songlyrics.com] when i get hungry, she takes me out. i ride the shotgun like a ****zu hound. my tails a waggin', my tounges hangin' out, it makes me wanna shout... [chorus] wooo... cute, cute, cute... she likes to write our names in the sand. shes hearing wedding bells and making plans. shes gonna hang around a while i guess. she hasnt even told me she loves me yet. [chorus] she makes me feel just like a kid again, i gotta brand new girlfriend party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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One Night At A Time Lyrics
Artist(Band):George Strait I'm not yours and baby you're not mine We've got somethin' and it sure is fine Let's take our love one night at a time There's one thing that we both agree I like you and baby you like me Let's take our love one night at a time All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, gonna get it right, gonna get it right, one night at a time All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, gonna get it right, gonna get it right, one night at a time Oh I think about you all day long It feels so good it can't be wrong I've got my fingers crossed that this goes on and on Tomorrow, well, that's another day, Come on baby, now what do you say Lets take our love one night at a time All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, gonna get it right, gonna get it right, one night at a time (instrumental break) Oh I think about you all day long It feels so good it can't be wrong, I've got my fingers crossed that this goes on and on All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, gonna get it right Gonna get it right, one night at a time All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, Gonna get it right, gonna get it right, one night at a time All night, love all night, practice makes perfect, Gonna get it right, gonna get it right, one night at a time |
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WASTED
Standing at the back door She tried to make it fast One tear hit the hard wood It fell like broken glass She said sometimes love slips away And you just can't get it back Let's face it For one split second She almost turned around But that would be like pouring rain drops Back into a cloud So she took another step and said I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it I don't wanna' spend my life jaded Waiting to wake up one day and find That I've let all these years go by Wasted.... |
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clap clap clap bravo bravo clap clap clap
party on... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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George Thorogood
If You Don't Start Drinkin' I'm tired of putting up With your sober wit Tired of looking at you Through an alcoholic haze You better change I'm begging you please Cuz if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave I wake up in the morning I'm under the roof But I get no sympathy Baby you're too aloof You better change Yes, I'm begging you please Cuz if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave Budweiser, budweiser, miller lite Take a little nip baby it's alright All a fellow wants is company Come on baby have a taste with me Yeah, you say it's alright baby You don't care But as soon as I indulge I get that icy stare You better change I'm begging you please Cuz if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave Don't give me no lectures 'Bout stress and strife So-ber-i-ety Just ain't my way of life You better change Yes, I'm begging you please Cuz if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave Yeah, budweiser, budweiser, miller lite Take a little nip baby it's alright All a fellow wants is company Come on baby have some fun with me Yeah, you say it's alright baby You don't care But as soon as I indulge I get that icy stare You better change I'm begging you please Cuz if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave Well, if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave Yes, if you don't start drinkin' I'm gonna leave |
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not very good at karaoke, but I'll just listen
Hey Green, can I buy you a drink? |
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By: Jimmy Buffett
1974 I wanna back to the island Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin' Gimme oysters and beer For dinner every day of the year and I'll feel fine I'll feel fine Chorus: I wanna be there Wanna go back down and lie beside the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle vine Yeah now, the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water Sailboats they go searchin' for the breeze Salt air it ain't thin It can stick right to your skin and make you feel fine Makes you feel fine Chorus: I wanna be there Wanna go back down and a' get high by the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle vine Yes and now you heard my strange proposal So get that Packard up and let's move I wanna be there before the day Tries to steal away and leave us behind I've made up my mind Chorus: And I wanna be there I wanna go back down and die beside the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle vine Coda: Yeah with a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle vine |
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I'd love s'more coffee please. Thank you Phoenix
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