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  • Two For Tuesday; Tina Turner

    Better Be Good To Me


    A prisoner of your love
    Entangled in your web
    Hot whispers in the night
    I`m captured by your spell captured
    Oh yes I'm touched by this show of emotion
    Should I be fractured by your lack of devotion
    Should I, should I

    Oh you better be good to me
    That`s how it`s got to be now
    Cause I don`t have no use
    For what you loosely call the truth
    Oh you better be good to me
    Yes you better be good to me

    And I think it`s only right
    That we don`t meet at night
    We stand face to face
    And you present your case
    And I know you keep telling me that you love me
    And I really do want to believe
    But did you think I`d just accept you in blind faith
    Oh sure babe anything to please you
    Oh you better be good to me

    That`s how it`s got to be now
    Cause I don`t have the time for your over loaded lines
    Yes you better be good to me
    Yes you better be good to me

    And I really don`t see
    Why it`s so hard to be
    Good to me
    And I don`t understand

    What`s your plan
    That you can`t
    Be good to me

    --------------------------------------------------------------------

    Private Dancer


    Well the men come in these places
    And the men are all the same
    You don't look at their faces
    And you don't ask their names
    You don't think of them as human
    You don't think of them at all
    You keep your mind on the money
    Keeping your eyes on the wall

    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    I'll do what you want me to do
    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    And any old music will do

    I wanna make a million dollars
    I wanna live out by the sea
    Have a husband and some children
    Yeah, i guess i want a family
    All the men come in these places
    And the men are all the same
    You don't look at their faces
    And you don't ask their names

    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    I'll do what you want me to do
    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    And any old music will do

    Dutchmarks or dollars
    American express will do nicely, thank you
    Let me loosen up your collar
    Tell me, do you wanna see me do the shimmy again?

    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    I'll do what you want me to do
    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    And any old music will do

    All the men come in these places
    And the men are all the same
    You don't look at their faces
    And you don't ask their names
    You don't think of them as human
    No, you don't think of them at all
    You keep your mind on the money
    Keeping your eyes on the wall

    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    I'll do what you want me to do
    I'm your private dancer
    A dancer for money
    And any old music will do

    I'm your private dancer, dancer for money
    Just a private dancer, dancer for money
    I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
    Just a private dancer, dancer for money...




    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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    • Written in 1979, during Zimbabwes war of indepence and 1 year before Zimbabwe actually got independent.
      The current situation in Zimbabwe would make Bob Marley turn over in his grave.

      BOB MARLEY - ZIMBABWE
      Every man gotta right to decide his own destiny,
      And in this judgement there is no partiality.
      So arm in arms, with arms, we'll fight this little struggle,
      'Cause that's the only way we can overcome our little trouble.

      Brother, you're right, you're right,
      You're right, you're right, you're so right!
      We gon' fight (we gon' fight), we'll have to fight (we gon' fight),
      We gonna fight (we gon' fight), fight for our rights!

      Natty Dread it in-a (Zimbabwe);
      Set it up in (Zimbabwe);
      Mash it up-a in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Africans a-liberate (Zimbabwe), yeah.

      No more internal power struggle;
      We come together to overcome the little trouble.
      Soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionary,
      'Cause I don't want my people to be contrary.

      And, brother, you're right, you're right,
      You're right, you're right, you're so right!
      We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), we gonna fight (we gon' fight)
      We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!

      Mash it up in-a (Zimbabwe);
      Natty trash it in-a (Zimbabwe);
      Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      I'n'I a-liberate Zimbabwe.

      (Brother, you're right,) you're right,
      You're right, you're right, you're so right!
      We gon' fight (we gon' fight), we'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight),
      We gonna fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!

      To divide and rule could only tear us apart;
      In everyman chest, mm - there beats a heart.
      So soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionaries;
      And I don't want my people to be tricked by mercenaries.

      Brother, you're right, you're right,
      You're right, you're right, you're so right!
      We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), we gonna fight (we gon' fight),
      We'll 'ave to fight (we gon' fight), fighting for our rights!

      Natty trash it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Mash it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Natty dub it in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe).

      Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe);
      Every man got a right to decide his own destiny. /fadeout/
      "I will not give you a cup of water if you were drowning in the desert!"

      Just my favourite CIV-quote. :)

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      • So Far Away
        Dire Straits

        Here I am again in this mean old town
        And you're so far away from me
        And where are you when the sun goes down
        You're so far away from me

        So far away from me
        So far I just can't see
        So far away from me
        You're so far away from me

        I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
        When you're so far away from me
        I'm tired of making out on the telephone
        And you're so far away from me

        So far away from me
        So far I just can't see
        So far away from me
        You're so far away from me

        I get so tired when I have to explain
        When you're so far away from me
        See you been in the sun and I've been in the rain
        And you're so far away from me

        So far away from me
        So far I just can't see
        So far away from me
        You're so far away from me
        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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        • ONLY YOU
          (Platters)

          Only you can make this world seem right
          Only you can make the darkness bright.
          Only you and you alone
          can thrill me like you do
          and fill my heart with love for only you.

          Only you can make this change in me,
          for it's true, you are my destiny.
          When you hold my hand,
          I understand the magic that you do.

          You're my dream come true,
          my one and only you.

          Only you can make this change in me,
          for it's true, you are my destiny.
          When you hold my hand,
          I understand the magic that you do.

          You're my dream come true,
          my one and only you.

          One and only you.
          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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          • Happy Fourth of July! Patriotic Triple Shot

            The Battle Hymn of the Republic (Julia Ward Howe, 1861)

            Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord,
            He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,
            He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword,
            His truth is marching on.

            Chorus:
            Glory, glory hallelujah,
            Glory, glory hallelujah,
            Glory, glory hallelujah,
            His truth is marching on.

            I have seen Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps,
            They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps.
            I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps,
            His day is marching on.

            Chorus

            He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat,
            He is sifting our the hearts of men before his judgement seat.
            Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him! Be jubilant, my feet!
            Our God is marching on!

            Chorus

            In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
            With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me,
            As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free
            While God is marching on.

            Chorus

            ***

            America The Beautiful (Melody by Samuel A. Ward 1882; words adapted from a poem by Katharine Lee Bates, 1893)

            O beautiful for spacious skies,
            For amber waves of grain;
            For purple mountain majesties
            Above the fruited plain!
            America! America!
            God shed His grace on thee,
            And crown thy good with brotherhood
            From sea to shining sea!

            O beautiful for pilgrim feet
            Whose stern, impassioned stress
            A thoroughfare for freedom beat
            Across the wilderness!
            America! America!
            God mend thine every flaw,
            Confirm thy soul in self-control,
            Thy liberty in law!

            O beautiful for heroes proved
            In liberating strife,
            Who more than self their country loved
            And mercy more than life!
            America! America!
            May God thy gold refine
            Till all success be nobleness
            And every gain divine!

            O beautiful for patriot dream
            That sees beyond the years,
            Thine alabaster cities gleam
            Undimmed by human tears!
            America! America!
            God shed His grace on thee,
            And crown thy good with brotherhood
            From sea to shining sea!

            ***

            Yankee Doodle (Richard Shuckburgh, 1755, to a traditional European tune)

            Yankee Doodle went to town a-riding on a pony;
            Stuck a feather in his cap and called it macaroni.
            Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy,
            Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.

            Father and I went down to camp along with Captain Gooding,
            And there we saw the men and boys as thick as hasty pudding.
            Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy,
            Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.

            There was Captain Washington upon a slapping stallion,
            A-giving orders to his men, I guess there were a million.
            Yankee Doodle keep it up, Yankee Doodle dandy,
            Mind the music and the step, and with the girls be handy.
            Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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            • Triple Shot Thursday; Happy Birthday, USA !

              AMERICA
              Neil Diamond
              Written by Neil Diamond


              Far
              We've been traveling far
              Without a home
              But not without a star
              Free
              Only want to be free
              We huddle close
              Hang on to a dream

              On the boats and on the planes
              They're coming to America
              Never looking back again
              They're coming to America

              Home, don't it seem so far away
              Oh, we're traveling light today
              In the eye of the storm
              In the eye of the storm

              Home, to a new and a shiny place
              Make our bed, and we'll say our grace
              Freedom's light burning warm
              Freedom's light burning warm

              Everywhere around the world
              They're coming to America
              Every time that flag's unfurled
              They're coming to America

              Got a dream to take them there
              They're coming to America
              Got a dream they've come to share
              They're coming to America

              They're coming to America
              They're coming to America
              They're coming to America
              They're coming to America
              Today, today, today, today, today

              My country 'tis of thee
              Today
              Sweet land of liberty
              Today
              Of thee I sing
              Today
              Of thee I sing
              Today

              -------------------------------------------------------------------

              American Tune
              Paul Simon

              Many's the time I've been mistaken
              And many times confused
              Yes, and often felt forsaken
              And certainly misused
              But I'm all right, I'm all right
              I'm just weary to my bones
              Still, you don't expect to be
              Bright and bon vivant
              So far away from home, so far away from home

              And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
              I don't have a friend who feels at ease
              I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
              or driven to its knees
              But it's all right, it's all right
              We'be lived so well so long
              Still, when I think of the road
              we're traveling on
              I wonder what went wrong
              I can't help it, I wonder what went wrong

              And I dreamed I was dying
              And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
              And looking back down at me
              Smiled reassuringly
              And I dreamed I was flying
              And high up above my eyes could clearly see
              The Statue of Liberty
              Sailing away to sea
              And I dreamed I was flying

              We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
              We come on the ship that sailed the moon
              We come in the age's most uncertain hour
              and sing an American tune
              But it's all right, it's all right
              You can't be forever blessed
              Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
              And I'm trying to get some rest
              That's all I'm trying to get some rest

              --------------------------------------------------------------------

              AMERICAN MUSIC
              Pointer Sisters

              Well the rock still rolls
              The beat goes on
              After all of this time
              The faces change but the song's the same
              So roll over Mister Dylan for the next in line

              The want American music
              For drivin with the radio
              She said I know that I would be alright
              If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
              American music
              For dancin with the stereo
              Oh do what you like
              Feel what you feel
              The music is right
              Well it almost feels real American
              From the purple peaks to the city streets
              People searching for the rock and roll scene
              The power of the pounding beat
              The magic in the dream

              They want American music
              For trav'lin with the radio
              She said I know that I would be alright
              If I could just make somebody my baby tonight
              American music
              For dancin with the stereo
              Oh do what you like
              Feel what you feel
              The music is right
              Well it almost feels real American

              Just when you think that you've heard enough
              Well somebody say turn it up
              Turn it up, turn it up
















              Never forget.

              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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              • Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue
                (The Angry American)
                Toby Keith


                American Girls
                And American Guys
                We'll always stand up and salute
                We'll always recognize
                When we see Old Glory flyin'
                There's a lot of men dead
                So we can sleep in peace at night
                When we lay down our head.

                My daddy served in the army
                Where he lost his right eye
                But he flew a flag out in our yard
                Till the day that he died
                He wanted my mother
                My brother
                My sister and me
                To grow up and live happy
                In the land of the free.

                Now this nation that I love
                Has fallen under attack
                A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in
                From somewhere in the back
                Soon as we could see clearly
                Through our big black eye
                Man, we lit up your world
                Like the Fourth of July.

                Hey Uncle Sam put your name
                At the top of his list
                And the Statue of Liberty
                Started shakin' her fist
                And the eagle will fly
                And there's gonna be hell
                When you hear Mother Freedom
                Start ringin' her bell
                And it'll feel like the whole wide world
                Is rainin' down on you
                Brought to you courtesy
                Of the Red, White and Blue.

                Oh justice will be served
                And the battle will rage
                This big dog will fight
                When you rattle his cage
                And you'll be sorry that you messed with The U.S. of A.
                'Cause we'll put a boot in your ass
                It's the American way.

                Hey Uncle Sam put your name
                At the top of his list
                And the Statue of Liberty
                Started shakin' her fist
                And the eagle will fly
                And there's gonna be hell
                When you hear Mother Freedom
                Start ringin' her bell
                And it'll feel like the whole wide world
                Is rainin' down on you
                Brought to you courtesy
                Of the Red, White and Blue.

                Oh, oh, of the Red, White and Blue
                Oh, oh, of the Red, White and Blue.
                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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                • good choices for today slow

                  "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                  • Jim Croce


                    Time In A Bottle


                    If I could save time in a bottle
                    The first thing that I'd like to do
                    Is to save every day
                    Till eternity passes away
                    Just to spend them with you

                    If I could make days last forever
                    If words could make wishes come true
                    I'd save every day like a treasure and then
                    Again I would spend them with you

                    (CHORUS)
                    But there never seems to be enough time
                    To do the things you want to do
                    Once you find them
                    I've looked around enough to know
                    That you're the one I want to go through time with

                    If I had a box just for wishes
                    And dreams that'd never come true
                    The box would be empty
                    Except for the memory of how
                    They were answered by you

                    ----------------------------------
                    I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song


                    Well, I know it's kinda late, I hope I didn't wake you
                    But what I've gotta say can't wait, I know you'd understand
                    Cause every time I try to tell you, the words just came out wrong
                    So I'll have to say I love you, in a song

                    Yeah, I know it's kinda strange, every time I'm near you
                    I just run out of things to say, I know you'd understand
                    Cause every time I try to tell you, the words just came out wrong
                    So I'll have to say I love you, in a song

                    Cause every time the time was right all the words just came out wrong
                    So I'll have to say I love you, in a song

                    Yeah, I know it's kinda late, I hope I didn't wake you
                    But there's something that I just gotta say, I know you'd understand
                    Every time I try to tell you, the words just came out wrong
                    So I'll have to say I love you, in a song

                    ------------------------------------------
                    Photographs And Memories


                    Photographs and memories, Christmas cards you sent to me
                    All that I have are these to remember you
                    Memories that come at night, take me to another time
                    Back to a happier day
                    When I called you mine

                    But we sure had a good time, when we started way back when
                    Morning walks and bedroom talks are how I loved you then

                    Summer skies and lullaby's, nights we couldn't say goodbye
                    And of all of the things that we knew
                    Not a dream survived

                    Photographs and memories, all the love you gave to me
                    Some how it just can't be true
                    Thats all I've left of you

                    But we sure had a good time, when we started way back when
                    Morning walks and bedroom talks are how I loved you then
                    "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                    • Please Come To Boston
                      Dave Loggins


                      Please come to Boston for the Springtime
                      I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
                      You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
                      By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
                      Please come to Boston
                      She said "No-would you come home to me?"

                      And she said, "hey ramblin' boy now wontcha settle down?"
                      "Boston ain't your kinda town"
                      "There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me"
                      "I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

                      Please come to Denver with the snowfall
                      We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
                      And throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon
                      And then lie awake at night till they come back around
                      Please come to Denver
                      She said "No-boy, would you come home to me?"

                      And she said, "hey ramblin' boy why dontcha settle down?"
                      "Denver ain't your kinda town"
                      "There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me"
                      " 'cause I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"



                      Now this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
                      And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
                      But of all the dreams I've lost or found
                      And all that I ain't got
                      I still need to lean to
                      Somebody I can sing to

                      Please come to LA to live forever
                      California life alone is just too hard to build
                      I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
                      And there's some stars that fell from the sky
                      Livin' up on the hill
                      Please come to LA
                      She just said "No-boy, won't you come home to me?"

                      And she said, "hey ramblin' boy why dontcha settle down?"
                      "LA can't be your kinda town"
                      "There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me"
                      " No, no, I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"

                      "I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee"
                      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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                      • Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is?
                        Chicago


                        As I was walking down the street one day
                        A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was
                        on my watch, yeah
                        And I said
                        Does anybody really know what time it is
                        I don't
                        Does anybody really care
                        care
                        If so I can't imagine why
                        about time
                        We've all got time enough to cry
                        Oh no, no


                        And I was walking down the street one day
                        A pretty lady looked at me and said her diamond watch had
                        stopped cold dead
                        And I said
                        Does anybody really know what time it is
                        I don't
                        Does anybody really care
                        care
                        If so I can't imagine why
                        about time
                        We've all got time enough to cry
                        Oh no, no


                        And I was walking down the street one day
                        Being pushed and shoved by people trying to beat the clock,
                        oh, so I just don't know,
                        I just don't know
                        And I said, yes I said


                        Background Vocal:
                        People runnin' everywhere
                        Don't know the way to go
                        Don't know where I am
                        Can't see past the next step
                        Don't have to think past the last mile
                        Have no time to look around
                        Just run around, run around and think why


                        Does anybody really know what time it is
                        I don't
                        Does anybody really care
                        care
                        If so I can't imagine why
                        about time
                        We've all got time enough to die
                        Oh no, no
                        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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                        • Song Lyrics: Peter Pan



                          The second star to the right
                          Shines in the night for you
                          To tell you that the dreams you plan
                          Really can come true

                          The second star to the right
                          Shines with a light that's rare
                          And if it's Never Land you need
                          It's light will lead you there


                          Twinkle, twinkle little star
                          So I'll know where you are
                          Gleaming in the skies above
                          Lead me to the one who loves me


                          And when you bring him my way
                          Each time we say "Goodnight"
                          We'll thank the little star that shines
                          The second from the right

                          -----------------

                          Think of the presents you've brought
                          Any merry little thought
                          Think of Christmas, think of snow
                          Think of sleigh bells Here we go!
                          Like a reindeer in the sky

                          You can fly! You can fly!
                          You can fly! You can fly!


                          Soon you'll zoom all around the room
                          All it takes is faith and trust
                          But the thing that's a positive must
                          Is a little bit of pixie dust
                          The dust is a positive must


                          You can fly! You can fly!
                          You can fly! You can fly!


                          When there's a smile in your heart
                          There's no better time to start
                          It's a very simple plan
                          You can do what the birdies can
                          At least it's worth a try


                          You can fly! You can fly!
                          You can fly! You can fly!
                          "If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun." -Katherine Hepburn

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                          • At long last, Mr. President contemporarizes

                            Lee Ann Womack - Something Worth Leaving Behind

                            Hey Mona Lisa, who was Leonardo?
                            Was he Andy Warhol?
                            You were Marilyn Monroe
                            Hey Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus
                            It´s kinda like Elvis
                            You gotta die to be famous
                            I may not go down in history
                            I just want someone to remember me

                            I´ll probably never hold a brush
                            that paints a masterpeice
                            Probably never find a pen
                            that writes a symphony
                            But if I will love then I will find
                            That I have touched another life
                            And that´s something
                            Something worth leaving behind

                            Hey Midas you say you have the magic touch
                            But even all that shiny stuff
                            Someday is gonna turn to dust
                            Hey Jesus it must have been some Sunday morning
                            In a blaze of glory
                            We´re still tellin´ your story
                            I may not go down in history
                            I just want someone to remember me

                            I´ll probably never dream a dream
                            and watch it turn to gold
                            No, I´ll never lose my life
                            to save another soul
                            If I will love then I will find
                            That I have touched another life
                            And that´s something
                            Something worth leaving behind

                            Hey baby see the future that we´re building
                            Our love lives on in the lives of our children
                            And that´s something
                            Something worth leaving behind
                            Last edited by Mr. President; July 8, 2002, 00:27.
                            Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.

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                            • Re: At long last, Mr. President contemporarizes

                              Originally posted by Mr. President
                              Lee Ann Womack - Something Worth Leaving Behind
                              You're a man- you can be replaced.

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                              • How Do I Live
                                Leann Rimes


                                How do I get through the night without you
                                If I had to live without you
                                What kinda life would that be
                                Oh I need you in my arms, need you to hold
                                You are my world, my heart, my soul

                                If you ever leave
                                baby you would take away
                                everything good in my life
                                and tell me now

                                How do I live without you?
                                I want to know
                                How do I breathe without you?
                                If you ever go
                                How do I ever, ever survive
                                How do I, how do I, oh how do I live

                                Without you
                                There would be no sun in my sky
                                there would be no love in my life
                                there'd be no world left for me

                                And I, baby, I don't know what I would do
                                I'd be lost if I lost you

                                If you ever leave
                                baby you would take away
                                everything real in my life
                                and tell me

                                How do I live without you
                                I want to know
                                How do I breathe without you
                                If you ever go
                                How do I ever, ever survive
                                How do I, how do I, oh how do I live

                                Please tell me baby how do I go on

                                If you ever leave
                                baby you would take away everything
                                need you with me
                                baby don't you know that you are
                                everything good in my life

                                And tell me now
                                How do I live without you
                                I want to know
                                How do I breathe without you
                                if you ever go
                                how do I ever, ever survive
                                how do I, how do I, oh how do I live

                                How do I live without you?
                                How do I live without you, baby?
                                How do I live without you?
                                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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