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GC's right, it is real, complete with sexual innuendo. Quite the hit when I was in high school. :)
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This is what's in my head now: You get the gray skies outta my way, You make the sun shine brighter than Doris Day. Turn a bright spark into a flame, My beats per minute never been the same. 'Cause you're my lady, I'm your fool. Makes me crazy When you act so cruel. C'mon baby, Let's not fight. We'll go dancing And everything will be alright. Wake me up before you go go, Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo. :) |
I just love the nyack nyack nyack sound - it makes me smile
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http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7119148/#050309a
Now we can all imagine which neurons are firing as we listen to that annoying jukebox of the mind. (word of caution, don't read this if you don't want the Stone's Satisfaction or worse, Who Let the Dogs Out in your head :mad: ) |
Every so often, for no apparent reason, my brain decides it's time to sing Feliz Navidad. Last night was one of those nights. N ow, if I could only get it to stop....
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When The Saints Go Marching In
Because SOMEONE just had to use it as an alarm clark on their cellphone. Thus, waking me up while simultaneously scorching it into my mind's musical retina. And make no mistake. It's not the pleasant, classic version we have all come to know & love. It's the booming, one-man-band kinda version. Whilst playing, rather ROARING, you cannot help but picture a straw-hat wearing fella, in red & white striped regalia, blowing into his trumpet. As he bangs merrily on his drums, cymbals strapped between his knees. Thank you, Honey. :mad: ;) :D :p |
Hurry up. Hurry up. From the Pajama Game.
I need a clone. |
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"More than a dope fiend loves his dope." Indeed. |
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