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Listening to/watching the basketball game between the San Antonio Spurs and the Denver Nuggets
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Just can't get over how sexy she is....she is my femme fantasy LOL
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Here ya go Mr Smurf ha!
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Monday morning feel good jam!
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My song......
A Pirate Looks At Forty-- Jimmy Buffett Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call, Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all, You've seen it all. Watched the men who rode you, Switch from sails to steam. And in your belly you hold the treasure That few have ever seen, Most of them dreams, Most of them dreams. Yes, I am a pirate Two hundred years too late. The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder I'm an over forty victim of fate; arriving too late Arriving too late. I've done a bit of smugglin' I've run my share of grass. I made enough money to buy Miami, But I pissed it away so fast, Never meant to last, Never meant to last. I have been drunk now for over two weeks, I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks, but I've got to stop wishin', got to go fishin' I'm down to rock bottom again. Just a few friends, Just a few friends. (Instrumental) I go for younger women, Lived with several awhile, And though I ran away, They'll come back one day. And they still can manage a smile It just takes awhile, just takes awhile. Mother mother ocean, after all these years I've found My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown. ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Southern Cross -- Crosby, Stills & Nash Got out of town on a boat Goin' to Southern islands. Sailing a reach Before a followin' sea. She was makin' for the trades On the outside, And the downhill run To Papeete. Off the wind on this heading Lie the Marquesas. We got eighty feet of the waterline. Nicely making way. In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you. But on a midnight watch I realized Why twice you ran away. Think about how many times I have fallen Spirits are using me larger voices callin'. What heaven brought you and me Cannot be forgotten. I have been around the world, Lookin' for that woman/girl, Who knows love can endure. And you know it will. And you know it will. When you see the Southern Cross For the first time You understand now Why you came this way 'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from Is so small. But it's as big as the promise The promise of a comin' day. So I'm sailing for tomorrow My dreams are a dyin'. And my love is an anchor tied to you Tied with a silver chain. I have my ship And all her flags are a flyin' She might be all that I have left And music is her name. Think about how many times I have fallen Spirits are using me larger voices callin'. What heaven brought you and me Cannot be forgotten. I have been around the world, Lookin' for that woma/girl, Who knows love can endure. And you know it will. And you know it will. So we cheated and we lied And we tested And we never failed to fail It was the easiest thing to do. You will survive being bested. Somebody fine Will come along Make me forget about loving you. At the Southern Cross. ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Wash My Soul - Tricky
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"wig in a box/wicked little town" alan cumming damn but i love hedwig
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Going Under - Evanescence
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