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  • Triple Shot Thursday; The O'Jays

    LOVE TRAIN


    People all over the world (everybody)
    Join hands (join)
    Start a love train, love train
    People all over the world (all the world, now)
    Join hands (love ride)
    Start a love train (love ride), love train
    The next stop that we make will be soon
    Tell all the folks in Russia, and China, too
    Don't you know that it's time to get on board
    And let this train keep on riding, riding on through
    Well, well
    People all over the world (you don't need no money)
    Join hands (come on)
    Start a love train, love train (don't need no ticket, come on)
    People all over the world (Join in, ride this train)
    Join in (Ride this train, y'all)
    Start a love train (Come on, train), love train
    All of you brothers over in Africa
    Tell all the folks in Egypt, and Israel, too
    Please don't miss this train at the station
    'Cause if you miss it, I feel sorry, sorry for you
    Well
    People all over the world (Sisters and brothers)
    Join hands (join, come on)
    Start a love train (ride this train, y'all), love train (Come on)
    People all over the world (Don't need no tickets)
    Join hands (come on, ride)
    Start a love train, love train
    Ride, let it ride
    Let it ride
    Let it ride
    People, ain't no war
    People all over the world (on this train)
    Join in (ride the train)
    Start a love train, love train (ride the train, y'all)
    People all over the world (come on)
    Join hands (you can ride or stand, yeah)
    Start a love train, love train (makin' love)
    People all over the world ('round the world, y'all)
    Join hands (come on)
    Start a love train, love train

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    USED TO BE MY GIRL


    Good lovin, girls got plenty good lovin
    Ask me how I know and I will tell you so
    You used to be my girl I respect her
    When she was mine, I used to neglect her
    She wanted more than I could give
    But as long as I live
    She'll be my girl, she used to be my girl
    She used to be my girl
    She had a charming personality
    The girl was so right for me
    She's my girl
    If I had the chance I know I would take her back
    As a matter of fact, right away that day
    My only compaint was ???????
    The girl was so smart I couldn't keep her ????
    Ask her how I know and I'll tell you so
    She used to be my girl
    And I still love her
    I would place on one above her
    She's warm and sensual
    for as long as I live she will be my girl
    If I had the chance I'd take her back
    As a matter of fact right away
    Good lovin, the girl's got plenty good lovin
    Ask me how I know and I will tell you so
    She used to be my girl, my girl
    She used to be, used to be my girl
    She used to be, used to be my girl
    She used to be, used to be my girl...

    FADE


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    I LOVE MUSIC


    I love music, any kind of music
    I love music, just as long as it's groovy

    Makes me laugh, makes me smile
    for the world when I'm with you boy
    While we dance make romance
    I'm enchanted by the things that you do

    I love music, sweet sweet music
    Long as it's swinging, all the joy that it's bringing

    I'm so happy to be in complete harmony, I love you boy
    And to hold you so close in my arms, I'm so glad you're mine
    all mine mine

    Nothing can be better than a sweet love song
    So sweet so sweet so mellow
    When you got the girl that you love in your arm
    Oh honey I love you I love you yeah
    Music is the healing force of the world
    It's understood by every man woman boy and girl
    And that's why that's why I say
    I love music
    Any kind of music
    Long as it's swinging
    All the joy that it's bringing

    Music makes the atmosphere so fine
    Lights down low just me and you baby you know
    'Specially when you got a cold glass of wine
    Mellow wine and song

    I love music, sweet sweet music
    I love music, just as long as it's groovy
    I love I love I love I love I love I love music
    I love I love I love I love I love I love music
    I love music, any kind of music
    I love music, just as long as it's groovy
    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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    • for my Dad..... the best man I know


      Drive
      by Alan Jackson

      It was painted red the stripe was white
      It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
      Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
      I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
      We put on a shine; put on a motor
      Built out of love, made for the water
      Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten
      A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten

      It was just on old plywood boat
      With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
      A young boy two hands on the wheel
      I can't replace the way it made me feel
      And I would turn her sharp
      And I would make her whine
      He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"
      Just a little lake across the Alabama line
      But I was king of the ocean
      When daddy let me drive

      Just an old half ton shortbed ford
      My uncle bought new in '64
      Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking
      A couple of burnt valves and he had it going
      He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load
      Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road
      I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals
      Smiling like a hero that just received his medal

      It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
      With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
      A young boy two honds on the wheel
      I cain't replace the way it made me feel
      And I would press that clutch
      And I would keep it right
      And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"
      Just a dirt rood with trash on each side
      But I was Mario Andretti
      When daddy let me drive

      I'm grown up now three daughters of my own
      I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home
      Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file
      And pull out that old memory
      And think of me and smile and say

      It was just an old worn out Jeep
      Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet
      A young girl two hands on the wheel
      I can't replace the way it made me feel
      And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right,
      Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine"
      Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride
      But I was high on a mountain
      When daddy let me drive


      When daddy let me drive

      Oh he let me drive

      Daddy let me drive

      It's just an old plywood boat
      With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
      It was just an old worn out Jeep
      Last edited by boann; May 17, 2002, 08:44.
      "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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      • If I Said You Had a Beautiful Body (Would You Hold It Against Me?
        The Bellamy Brothers

        If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
        If I swore you were an angel would you treat me like the devil tonight?
        If I was dying of thirst would your flowing love come quench me?
        if I said you had a beatiful body would you hold it against me?

        Now we could talk all night about the weather
        I could tell you about my friends out on the coast
        I could ask a lot of crazy questions
        Or ask you what I really want to know

        If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
        If I swore you were an angel would you treat me like the devil tonight?
        If I was dying of thirst would your flowing love come quench me?
        if I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?

        Rain can fall so soft against the window
        The sun can shines so bright under the sky
        But Daddy always told me, "Don't make small talk,"
        He said, "Come on out and say what's on your mind."

        If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
        If I swore you were an angel would you treat me like the devil tonight?
        If I was dying of thirst would your flowing love come quench me?
        if I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?

        If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
        If I swore you were an angel would you treat me like the devil tonight...?
        You're a man- you can be replaced.

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        • Strawberry Wine
          Deana Carter

          He was working through college on my grandpa's farm
          I was thirsting for knowledge, and he had a car
          Yeah, I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child
          One restless summer we found love growing wild

          On the banks of the river on a well beaten path
          It's funny how those memories they last

          Like strawberry wine, seventeen
          The hot July moon, saw everything
          My first taste of love was bitter sweet
          And green on the vine

          Like strawberry wine

          Well I still remember, when thirty was old
          My biggest fear was September, when he had to go
          A few cards and letters and one long distance call
          We drifted away like the leaves in the fall

          But year after year I come back to this place
          Just to remember the taste

          Of strawberry wine, seventeen
          The hot July moon saw everything
          My first taste of love was bitter sweet
          But green on the vine

          Like strawberry wine

          The fields have grown over now
          Years since they've seen the plow
          There's nothing time hasn't touched
          Is it really him or the loss of my innocence
          I've been missing so much?

          Strawberry wine, seventeen
          The hot July moon saw everything
          My first taste of love was bitter sweet
          But green on the vine

          Like strawberry wine

          Seventeen
          The hot July moon saw everything
          My first taste of love. Oh bitter sweet
          But green on the vine

          Like strawberry wine
          You're a man- you can be replaced.

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          • Trip Like I do by Filter

            I've got the understanding of a 4-year-old
            I've got the piece of mind of a killer soul
            I've got the rationale of a new york cop
            I've got the patience of a chopping block yeah


            trip like I do
            trip like I do (oh my god this is the best)


            I've got the acumen of a season broke
            I've got the lack of say of a billion souls
            I've got the world on my back but I don't seem to care
            I've got the comprehension of a world unaware yeah


            trip like i do
            trip like I do (oh my god this is the best)
            trip like i do (mm..i want you to trip like i do)


            can't you, can't you trip like i do
            can't you, can't you trip like I do


            laid down my back i can't sleep cause I'm falling
            eyes in my teeth i can't see cause i'm eating
            head full of noise I can't think cause it's crushing
            back on my feet like a freight train I'm coming


            can everybody feel like I do
            can everybody feel like I do (oh my god)


            can't you can't you trip like I do
            can't you can't you trip like I do (oh my god)
            can't you trip can't you think can't you feel like I do
            can't you walk can't you breathe can't you trip like I do...
            like me...
            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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            • Aerials by SYstem of a Down

              Life is a waterfall
              We're one in the river,
              and one again after the fall
              Swimming through the void
              we hear the word
              We lose ourselves but we find it all

              Cuz we are the ones that wanna play
              Always want to go but you never want to stay
              And we are the ones that wanna choose
              Always want to play but you never want to lose

              Aerials In the sky
              When you lose small mind you free your life

              Life is a waterfall
              We drink from the river
              then we turn around and put up our walls
              Swimming through the void we hear the word
              We lose ourselves but we find it all

              Cuz we are the ones that wanna play
              Always want to go but you never want to stay
              And we are the ones that wanna choose
              Always want to play but you never want to lose
              Oh!

              Aerials
              In the sky
              When you lose small mind you free your life
              Aerials
              So up high
              When you free your lives (the) eternal prize
              Aerials
              In the sky
              When you lose small mind you free your life
              Aerials
              So up high
              When you free your lives (the) eternal prize
              "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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              • Della And The Dealer
                Hoyt Axton


                It was Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake
                And a cat named Kalamazoo.
                Left the city in a pick up truck,
                Gonna make some dreams come true.

                Yea,they rolled out west where the wild sun sets
                And the coyote bays at the moon.
                Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake
                and a cat named Kalamazoo

                Chorus:
                If that cat could talk what tales he'd tell
                About Della and the Dealer and the dog
                as well
                But the cat was cool, and he never said a mumblin word.

                Down Tucson way there's a small cafe
                Where they play a little cowboy tune.
                And the guitar picker was a friend of mine
                By the name of Randy Boone.

                Yea, Randy played her a sweet love song
                And Della got a fire in her eye
                The Dealer had a knife and the dog had a gun
                and the cat had a shot of Rye.

                Repeat CHORUS

                Yea , the dealer was a killer,
                He was evil and mean
                And he was jealous of the fire in her eyes.

                He snorted his coke through a century note
                And swore that Boone would die.

                The stage was set when the lights went out.
                There was death in Tucson town.
                Two shadows ran for the bar back door
                And one stayed on the ground

                Repeat CHORUS

                Two shadows ran from the bar that night
                And dog and cat ran too.
                And the tires got hot on the pick up truck
                As down the road they flew.

                It was Della and her lover and a dog named Jake
                And a cat named Kalamazoo.
                Left Tucson in a pick-up truck
                Gonna make some dreams come true.

                CHORUS
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • Ordinary World - Aurora feat Naimee Coleman

                  Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue
                  Thought I heard you talking softly
                  I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio
                  Still I can't escape the ghost of you
                  What is happening to it all?
                  Crazy some say
                  Where is the life that I recognize?
                  Gone away

                  * But I won't cry for yesterday
                  There's an ordinary world
                  somehow I have to find
                  And as I try to make my way to
                  the ordinary world
                  I will learn to survive

                  Passion or coincidence
                  once prompted you to say
                  Pride will tear us both apart
                  Well now pride's gone out the window
                  Cross the rooftops, runaway
                  Left me in the vacuum of my heart

                  What is happening to me?
                  Crazy some say
                  Where is my friend when I need you most?
                  Gone away

                  * repeat

                  Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed
                  Feared today forgot tomorrow
                  Here beside the news of holy war and holy need
                  Ours is just a little sorrowed talk
                  Blown away

                  Just blowing away

                  And don't cry for yesterday
                  There's an ordinary world
                  somehow I have to find
                  And as I try to make my way to
                  the ordinary world
                  I will learn to survive

                  Every world is my world
                  Any world is my world


                  Mary Mary - Shackles (Praise You)

                  Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
                  I just wanna praise you
                  I just wanna praise you
                  You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
                  And I'm gonna praise you
                  I'm gonna praise you

                  In the corners of my mind
                  I just can't seem to find a reason to believe
                  That I can break free
                  Cause you see I have been down for so long
                  Feel like the hope is gone
                  But as I lift my hands, I understand
                  That I should praise you through my circumstance

                  Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
                  I just wanna praise you
                  I just wanna praise you
                  You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
                  And I'm gonna praise you
                  I'm gonna praise you

                  Everything that could go wrong
                  All went wrong at one time
                  So much pressure fell on me
                  I thought I was gonna lose my mind
                  But I know you wanna see
                  If I will hold on through these trials
                  But I need you to lift this load
                  Cause I can't take it anymore

                  Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
                  I just wanna praise you
                  I just wanna praise you
                  You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
                  And I'm gonna praise you
                  I'm gonna praise you

                  Been through the fire and the rain
                  Bound in every kind of way
                  But God has broken every chain
                  So let me go right now

                  Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
                  I just wanna praise you
                  I just wanna praise you
                  You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
                  And I'm gonna praise you
                  I'm gonna praise you
                  "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                  • I Know How the River Feels
                    by Diamond Rio

                    They say for everyone, there's that certain one
                    Out there, somewhere
                    I'd been looking hard, searching every heart
                    Getting nowhere
                    Didn't know I was making my way to you

                    Now I know how the river feels
                    When it reaches the sea
                    And finally finds the place
                    It was always meant to be
                    Holding fast, home at last
                    Knowing the journey's through
                    Lying here with you
                    I know how the river feels

                    Miles of loneliness, now make perfect sense
                    Here beside you
                    Tears like water fall, it was worth it all
                    Just to find you
                    And yours are the last arms I'll run to

                    Now I know how the river feels
                    When it reaches the sea
                    And finally finds the place
                    It was always meant to be
                    Holding fast, home at last
                    Knowing the journey's through
                    Lying here with you
                    I know how the river feels

                    Holding fast, home at last
                    Knowing the journey's through
                    Lying here with you
                    I know how the river feels
                    Oh, I know how the river feels
                    "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                    • I know I've posted it before, but I'm listening to it right now and it's perfect Maybe this is the reason why my MSN screenname is Hopeless Romantic...

                      Lee Ann Womack - I Hope You Dance

                      I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
                      You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
                      May you never take one single breath for granted
                      God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
                      I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
                      Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
                      Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
                      And when you get the choice to sit out or dance

                      I hope you dance…I hope you dance

                      I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
                      Never settle for the path of least resistance
                      Livin’ might mean takin’ chances but they’re worth takin’
                      Lovin’ might be a mistake but it’s worth makin’
                      Don’t let some hell bent heart leave you bitter
                      When you come close to sellin’ out reconsider
                      Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
                      And when you get the choice to sit out or dance

                      I hope you dance…I hope you dance
                      I hope you dance…I hope you dance

                      I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
                      Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
                      Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
                      And when you get the choice to sit out ot dance

                      I hope you dance
                      "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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                      • Leavin on a Jet PLane by John Denver

                        Leaving On A Jet Plane
                        All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go.
                        I'm standing here outside your door.
                        I hate to wake you up to say good-bye.
                        But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn.
                        The taxi's waiting, he's blowing his horn.
                        Already I'm so lonesome I could die.

                        CHORUS
                        So kiss me and smile for me.
                        Tell me that you'll wait for me.
                        Hold me like you'll never let me go.
                        I'm leavin' on a jet plane,
                        Don't know when I'll be back again,
                        Oh babe, I hate to go.

                        There's so many times I've let you down.
                        So many times I've played around
                        But now you know that they don't mean a thing.
                        Every place I go, I'll think of you,
                        Every song I sing, I sing for you.
                        When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring.


                        Now the time has come to leave you.
                        One more time, let me kiss you.
                        Close your eyes and I'll be on my way.
                        Dream about the days to come
                        When I won't have to leave alone,
                        About the times when I won't have to say...


                        I'm leavin' on a jet plane
                        I'm leavin' on a jet plane
                        I'm leavin' on a jet plan, I hate to go...
                        "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                        • Neil Young Keep on Rockin' in the free world

                          There's colors on the street
                          Red, white and blue
                          People shufflin' their feet
                          People sleepin' in their shoes
                          But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
                          There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
                          Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
                          So I try to forget it, any way I can.

                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world.

                          I see a woman in the night
                          With a baby in her hand
                          Under an old street light
                          Near a garbage can
                          Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit
                          She hates her life, and what she's done to it
                          There's one more kid that will never go to school
                          Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.

                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world.

                          We got a thousand points of light
                          For the homeless man
                          We got a kinder, gentler,
                          Machine gun hand
                          We got department stores and toilet paper
                          Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer
                          Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive
                          Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive.

                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world,
                          Keep on rockin' in the free world
                          What?

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                          • damn short flight (joke)

                            Back in the Saddle Again by Aerosmith

                            I'm back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
                            I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon
                            barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye
                            she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun
                            I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun
                            peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore
                            four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more
                            fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet
                            no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
                            I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
                            I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
                            I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            I'm back in the saddle again
                            I'm back!
                            ridin' high!
                            ridin' high!
                            ridin' high! already!
                            "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                            • ok.now i'm off...my mid point is Las Vegas where i change planes. *sniff* hopefully the damn thing won't crash.

                              Leaving Las Vegas by SHeryl Crow

                              Life springs eternal
                              On a gaudy neon street
                              Not that I care at all
                              I spent the best part of my losing streak
                              In an Army Jeep
                              For what I can't recall
                              Oh I'm banging on my TV set
                              And I check the odds
                              And I place my bet
                              I pour a drink
                              And I pull the blinds
                              And I wonder what I'll find

                              I'm Leaving Las Vegas
                              Lights so bright
                              Palm sweat, blackjack
                              On a Saturday night
                              Leaving Las Vegas
                              Leaving for good, for good
                              I'm leaving for good
                              I'm leaving for good

                              Used to be I could drive up to
                              Barstow for the night
                              Find some crossroad trucker
                              To demonstrate his might
                              But these days it seems
                              Nowhere is far enough away
                              So I'm leaving Las Vegas today

                              I'm Leaving Las Vegas
                              Lights so bright
                              Palm sweat, blackjack
                              On a Saturday night
                              Leaving Las Vegas
                              Leaving for good, for good
                              I'm leaving for good
                              I'm leaving for good

                              I'm standing in the middle of the desert
                              Waiting for my ship to come in
                              But now no joker, no jack, no king
                              Can take this loser hand
                              And make it win

                              I'm Leaving Las Vegas
                              Lights so bright
                              Palm sweat, blackjack
                              On a Saturday night
                              Leaving Las Vegas
                              Leaving for good, for good
                              I'm leaving for good
                              I'm leaving for good

                              I quit my job as a dancer
                              At the Lido des Girls
                              Dealing blackjack until one or two
                              Such a muddly line between
                              The things you want
                              And the things you have to do

                              I'm Leaving Las Vegas
                              Lights so bright
                              Palm sweat, blackjack
                              On a Saturday night
                              Leaving Las Vegas
                              Leaving for good, for good
                              I'm leaving for good
                              I'm leaving for good

                              I'm leaving Las Vegas
                              And I won't be back
                              No I won't be back
                              Not this time
                              "Speaking on the subject of conformity: This rotting concept of the unfathomable nostril mystifies the fuming crotch of my being!!! Stop with the mooing you damned chihuahua!!! Ganglia!! Rats eat babies!" ~ happy noodle boy

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                              • Seminole Wind
                                John Anderson

                                Ever since the days of old
                                Men have searched for wealth untold
                                They'd dig for silver and for gold
                                And leave the empty holes

                                And way down south in the Everglades
                                Where the black water rolls and the sawgrass sways
                                The eagles fly and the otters play
                                In the land of the Seminoles

                                So, blow, blow, Seminole wind
                                Blow like you're never gonna blow again
                                I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
                                But I know who you are

                                And blow, blow from the Okeechobee
                                All the way up to Micanopy
                                Blow across the home of the Seminoles
                                The alligators and the gars

                                Progress came and took its toll
                                And in the name of flood control
                                They made their plans and they drained the land
                                Now the glades are going dry

                                And the last time I walked in the swamp
                                I sat upon a cyrpess stump
                                I listened close and I heard the ghost
                                Of Osceloa cry-

                                Blow, blow, Seminole wind
                                Blow like you're never gonna blow again
                                I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
                                But know who you are

                                And blow, blow from the Okeechobee
                                All the way up to Micanopy
                                Blow across the home of the Seminoles
                                The alligators and the gars
                                You're a man- you can be replaced.

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