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And I woke up early this morning and I went to the 5 and dime
I saw this pretty young lady that was real, real fine
I tapped her on the shoulder and said, “Mmm, mmm, excuse me,ma’am”
She pulled down her pants and said, “Splack these hands”
So we walked her to her house, as she opened up the door
It was heart-shaped bed in the middle of the floor
She pushed me on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off the bed and said, “Don’t touch my booty”
“Don’t touch my booty ‘cause I won’t touch you”
“Don’t touch my booty ‘cause it’s not the thing to do”
So we bailed out her house just to get something to eat
We saw her friend named Patty walkin’ down the street
Patty turned around as we yelled out her name
She dropped to her knee and began to sing
Sally is a girl that likes to play
And if you want some lovin’ Sally is okay
She has a different fellow every day of the week
Two or maybe three just to make it sweet
Sally wants a man she can call her own
And sixty-seven hundred she can call on the phone
Sally’s never tired and she’s never alone
All Sally wants is a fellow with a room
Out on the winding, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. but I loved you, too.
Bad dreams in the night
You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me in your window
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me in your window.
Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I'm coming back, love,
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.
Too long I roamed in the night.
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right.
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold,
let me in your window.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold,
let me in your window.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me--Cathy!
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me in your window
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I´m so cold,
let me in your window.
Heathcliff, it's me, I’m Cathy, I've come home and I'm so cold.
GoatOvaries wrote:No. It is none of your business what I like. It's only your business what I choose to make public, which is what I don't like.
You and I have separate lives girl
You and I go different ways on roads that cross
When love and loss is ruled by fate
People have a tragic habit
Of letting love get in the way
They tend to lose their overviews and overplay
Something I wanna say
Something Ive got to do
Feels like youre drifting away
And I dont wanna lose you
Ill try to find a way to encourage you
Its easy to convince myself
Cause I cant believe youd wanna be with somebody else
People have a tragic habit
Of letting love get in the way
They tend to lose their overviews and overplay
Something I wanna say
Something Ive got to do
Feels like youre drifting away
And I dont wanna lose you
I had this LOUD AS HELL playing in my car 5 times before I let the next song on the cd play
it's the chicken or the egg thing: I don't know if I was attracted to the girls that hung around my group, or if I got into that group because of the girls I was attracted to.
Eviltoastman is my best friend.
"I found my match at BungleMingle.com"
it's the chicken or the egg thing: I don't know if I was attracted to the girls that hung around my group, or if I got into that group because of the girls I was attracted to.
In all fairness, who fucking cares about you?
"the record company were too busy on their yachts snorting cocaine off the butt-cracks of Moroccan boys to actually be aware of what was going on"
SHARPPIE wrote:thank you....I forgot to transfer you from the old ignore list to the new one.
What a pussy! Can't stand to watch his inane mundane posts exposed to the censure it deserves. And anyway, what ignore list? You're stuck reading my posts now whether you like it or not. Fag.
"the record company were too busy on their yachts snorting cocaine off the butt-cracks of Moroccan boys to actually be aware of what was going on"
You're such a whiny little bitch, are you honestly so deluded you think that anyone on your so-called "list" even pays attention to your posts in the first place? You're just a sad irritable old man who can't face the fact that all of his ideas are blandly derivative and jacked from endless user's conventions. Your idiocy isn't even your own.
I'll never leave you alone ^_^
"the record company were too busy on their yachts snorting cocaine off the butt-cracks of Moroccan boys to actually be aware of what was going on"
I went into work at 3am and got to enjoy several hours of one of my overnight guys whistling Peter Cottontail. so, that's been in and out of my head all day.
General Tso s Chicken wrote:how where the mrs. puals crates today , cold ?
Does anyone even like that guy? He reminds me of those whiny little 13 year-olds on Nintendo forums who PM moderators whenever they catch anybody swearing.
"the record company were too busy on their yachts snorting cocaine off the butt-cracks of Moroccan boys to actually be aware of what was going on"
Ronald laughs as millions starve
And profits forever increase
Your stenching farts as they smile
They say they try to please
Plastic chairs and fake shakes
To help it all go down
Polluting your children with their lies
And trying to destroy your mind
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Change from your five
Ankles deep in blood
Make it your career
Sell billions every year
Golden arches and Ronald smiles
Golden arches and Ronald smiles
Ronald laughs as billions starve
And profits forever increase
Feeding all your grain to cows
Dead children rest in peace
The stench of humans rotting
Smells just like fish fillet
Your sign neglects to mention
50,000 starved today
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Change from your five
Torture camps for cows
Slaughter and starvation
From death Corporation
Golden arches and Ronald smiles
Golden arches and Ronald smiles
You say you're Christians but you're a fake
Multinationals on the take
Starving children deserve a break...today
Eviltoastman is my best friend.
"I found my match at BungleMingle.com"
You're stuck reading my posts now whether you like it or not. Fag.
so, that's been in and out of my head all day.