bigshoulders Posted May 23, 2008 Share Posted May 23, 2008 Black birds slow and softly breaks a glass of wineBroken bluesy whisper sing to me tonightWell, everybody wants to go on foreverI just wanna burn up hard and brightI just wanna be your firecrackerAnd maybe be your baby tonightMaybe be your baby tonight Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your roomKiss me slow and softly make me dream of youWell, everybody wants to go on foreverI just wanna burn up hard and brightI just wanna be your firecrackerAnd maybe be your baby tonightMaybe be your baby tonight So when does the plane go down'Cause I'm gonna ride it 'til it hits the groundThen go out with a fight'Cause I just wanna be your baby tonight "Firecracker" Ryan Adams Quote Link to post Share on other sites
JUDE Posted June 4, 2008 Share Posted June 4, 2008 long ride, that you are taking me on a long strange ride long ride, that you are taking me on a long strange ride keep sunrise, you can forget sunset i want to see the sun in the middle of the sky 'cause the dawn and the dying light have gathered too much meaning and i want to feel numb there must be something else we haven't found on this long strange ride long night and even longer day i'm so sorry, i've been travelling blind high time you rest your weary eyes love, it's been a long strange ride there must be something else we haven't found on this long strange ride Quote Link to post Share on other sites
MrRain422 Posted June 5, 2008 Share Posted June 5, 2008 She me the best that you got and I'll show you one betterShow me your reddest rose and I'll show you one redderTell me a dirty joke and I'll laugh it off lightlyIf I tell you a dirty joke, you might not like me Everyone gets to make one big mistakeAnd if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait Timing is everything if you've got nothing but timeAnd a lie don't mean nothing if nobody knows when you're lyingSo lie when you do, lie when you don't, lie when you didn'tLie til you lie lie lieLie there wondering if anyone else is lying Everyone gets to make one big mistakeAnd if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait'Cause I'm saving mine up for a very, very special dayWhen I can fuck it all up in the most spectacular way Everyone gets to make one big mistakeAnd if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to waitAnd wait and wait and wait and waitEveryone gets to make one big mistakeAnd if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait'Cause I'm saving mine up for a very, very special dayWhen I can fuck it all up in the most spectacular way Show me the best that you've got and I'll show you one betterShow me your reddest rose and I'll show you one redderTell me a dirty joke and I'll laugh it off lightlyIf I tell you a dirty joke, you might not like me Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Cousin Tupelo Posted June 5, 2008 Share Posted June 5, 2008 DignityBob Dylan Fat man lookin' in a blade of steelThin man lookin' at his last mealHollow man lookin' in a cottonfieldFor dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of grassYoung man lookin' in the shadows that passPoor man lookin' through painted glassFor dignity Somebody got murdered on New Year's EveSomebody said dignity was the first to leaveI went into the city, went into the townWent into the land of the midnight sun Searchin' high, searchin' lowSearchin' everywhere I knowAskin' the cops wherever I goHave you seen dignity? Blind man breakin' out of a trancePuts both his hands in the pockets of chanceHopin' to find one circumstanceOf dignity I went to the wedding of Mary-louShe said she don't want nobody see me talkin' to you?Said she could get killed if she told me what she knewAbout dignity I went down where the vultures feedI would've got deeper, but there wasn't any needHeard the tongues of angels and the tongues of menWasn't any difference to me Chilly wind sharp as a razor bladeHouse on fire, debts unpaidGonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maidHave you seen dignity? Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hearsIn a crowded room full of covered up mirrorsLookin' into the lost forgotten yearsFor dignity Met Prince Phillip at the home of the bluesSaid he'd give me information if his name wasn't usedHe wanted money up front, said he was abusedBy dignity Footprints runnin' cross the sliver sandSteps goin' down into tattoo landI met the sons of darkness and the sons of lightIn the bordertowns of despair Got no place to fade, got no coatI'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boatTryin' to read a note somebody wroteAbout dignity Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cureLookin' at his hands for the lines that wereAnd into every masterpiece of literaturefor dignity Englishman stranded in the blackheart windCombin' his hair back, his future looks thinBites the bullet and he looks withinFor dignity Someone showed me a picture and I just laughedDignity never been photographedI went into the red, went into the blackInto the valley of dry bone dreams So many roads, so much at stakeSo many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lakeSometimes I wonder what it's gonna takeTo find dignity Quote Link to post Share on other sites
MattZ Posted June 6, 2008 Share Posted June 6, 2008 Dear Chicago,You'll never guess.You know the girl you said I'd meet someday?Well, I've got something to confess.She picked me up on Friday.Asked me if she reminded me of you.I just laughed and lit a cigarette,Said "that's impossible to do." My life's gotten simple since.And it fluctuates so much.Happy and sad and back again.I'm not crying out to much.I think about you all the time.It's strange and hard to deal.Think about you lying there.And those blankets lie so still.Nothing breathes here in the cold.Nothing moves or even smiles. I've been thinking some of suicide.But there's bars out here for miles.Sorry about the every kiss.Every kiss you wasted bad.I think the thing you said was true,I'm going to die alone and sad. The wind's feeling real these days.Yeah, baby, it hurt's me some.Never thought I'd feel so blue.New York City, you're almost gone.I think that I've fallen out of love,I think I've fallen out of love... with you. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
NightOfJoy Posted June 6, 2008 Share Posted June 6, 2008 Easy to SlipLyrics by Lowell George It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another mellow cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Quote Link to post Share on other sites
froggie Posted June 7, 2008 Share Posted June 7, 2008 Cat Power: Oh how time fliesWith crystal clear eyesAnd cold as coalWhen you're ending with diamond eyes Oh come childIn a crossbones styleOh come childCome and rescue me'Cause you have seen someUnbelievable things Hater I have your diamonds and still'Cause you have seen some unbelievable thingsHater I have your diamonds Oh come childIn a crossbones styleOh come childCome rescue me'Cause you have seen someUnbelievable things Hater I have your diamonds and stillSo still Oh how time fliesWith crystal clear eyesAnd cold as coalWhen you're ending with diamond eyes Oh come childIn a crossbones styleOh come childCome and rescue me'Cause you have seen some Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Gobias Industries Posted June 7, 2008 Share Posted June 7, 2008 Television - Torn CurtainTorn Curtain reveals another play.Torn Curtain, Such an expose!I'm uncertain when beauty meets abuse.Torn Curtain loves all ridicule. Tears... tears rolling back the yearsYears... Flowing by like tears.Tears holding back the years.Years. The tears I never shed.The years I've seen before Torn Curtain giving me the glance.Torn Curtain bringing on the trance.I'm not hurting: Holding to the thread.Torn Curtain lifts me on the tread. Torn Curtain feels more like a rake.Torn Curtain - how much does it Take?Burn it downTears, tears. Years, years. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Oil Can Boyd Posted June 16, 2008 Share Posted June 16, 2008 Not sure if this goes here or in the Now Drinking thread Love is like a Bottle of Gin (Magnetic Fields) It makes you blind, it does you inIt makes you think you're pretty toughIt makes you prone to crime and sinIt makes you say thing off the cuff It's very small and made of glassand grossly over-advertisedIt turns a genius into an assand makes a fool think he is wise It could make you regret your birthor turn cartwheels in your best suitIt costs a lot more than it's worthand yet there is no substitute They keep it on a higher shelfthe older and more pure it growsIt has no color in itselfbut it can make you see rainbows You can find it at the Boweryor you can find it at Elaine'sIt makes your words more floweryIt makes the sun shine, makes it rain You just get what they put inand they never put in enoughLove is like a bottle of ginbut a bottle of gin is not like love Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lizish Posted June 17, 2008 Share Posted June 17, 2008 The Acorn - cover Cyndi Lauper - Goonies 'R' Good Enough http://www.paperbagrecords.com/singles/the...uper_cover).mp3 Here we areHanging on to strings of green and bluesBreak the chain and we break downOh it's not real if you don't feel itUnspoken expectationsIdeals you used to play withThey've finally taken shape for us. What's good enough for youIs good enough for meIt's good enoughIt's good enough for meYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Now you sayYou're startin' to feel the push and pullOf what could be and never canYou mirror me stumblin' through those Old fashioned superstitionsI find too hard to breakOh maybe you're out of place What's good enough for youIs good enough for meIt's good enoughIt's good enough for meYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Good Enough) for youIs good enough for meIt's good, it's good enoughIt's good enough for meYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Old fashioned superstitionsI find too hard to breakOh maybe you're out of place What's good enough for youIs good enough for meIt's good enoughIt's good enough for meYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Good Enough) for youIs good enough for meIt's good, it's good enoughIt's good enough for meYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Quote Link to post Share on other sites
froggie Posted June 19, 2008 Share Posted June 19, 2008 Dean Martin - Hey Brother Pour The Wine: HERE WE SIT ENJOYING THE SHADE, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINETO DRINK THE DRINKS THAT I HAVE MADE, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINETELL YOU WHY TODAY IS SUNNY, IM IN LOVE WITH LIPS OF HONEYWAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE SHE IS COMING HERE TO STAY, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINEI HAVE WAITED FOR THE DAY, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINESHE WRITES OF LOVE IN EVERY LETTER OTHERS HAVE TRIED BUT I WILL GET HERWAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE WHAT IS LIFE, WHAT IS SPRING, WHAT ARE ALL THE STARS THAT SHINELOVE MY FRIEND IS EVERYTHING AND LOVE WILL SOON BE MINE POUR IT AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINEPOUR IT QUICKLY ONCE AGAIN, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINESHES HERE AT LAST MY ONE AND ONLY GOOD BYE FRIENDS AND DONT BE LONELYWAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE BLINK YOUR EYES AND LOVE HAS PASSED, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINEHERS WAS NEVER MEANT TO LAST, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINESHE INTRODUCED ME TO ANOTHER, NO MY FRIENDS HES NOT HER BROTHERI WILL MISS THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted June 30, 2008 Share Posted June 30, 2008 I was thinking of a series of dreamsWhere nothing comes up to the topEverything stays down where it's woundedAnd comes to a permanent stopWasn't thinking of anything specificLike in a dream, when someone wakes up and screamsNothing too very scientificJust thinking of a series of dreams Thinking of a series of dreamsWhere the time and the tempo flyAnd there's no exit in any direction'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyesWasn't making any great connectionWasn't falling for any intricate schemeNothing that would pass inspectionJust thinking of a series of dreams Dreams where the umbrella is foldedInto the path you are hurledAnd the cards are no good that you're holdingUnless they're from another world In one, numbers were burningIn another, I witnessed a crimeIn one, I was running, and in anotherAll I seemed to be doing was climbWasn't looking for any special assistanceNot going to any great extremesI'd already gone the distanceJust thinking of a series of dreams Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Gobias Industries Posted June 30, 2008 Share Posted June 30, 2008 Do you remember, remember D. Boon?Part of what he was is a part of me now And if you think back, where would he beWhere would I be if time had allowed? This isn't written for any one man It's about meThis isn't written for anyone alive Just the songs that he sang I've been told that it's a waste of timeWell, so what?Will it be worth mine? And if Managua's bullets don't fly Young men still would die for gloryOr for their countriesIt's just me and JayPlaying our guitars along with it all This isn't written for any one man It's about meThis isn't written for anyone alive Just the songs that he sang And I'm not oldSo I've got nothing but time to waste Will it be worth mine? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted June 30, 2008 Share Posted June 30, 2008 Where the road is dark and the seed is sowedWhere the gun is cocked and the bullet's coldWhere the miles are marked in the blood and goldI'll meet you further on up the road Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ringMy lucky graveyard boots and song to singI got a song to sing, keep me out of the coldAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Further on up the roadFurther on up the roadWhere the way dark and the night is coldOne sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my timeSearchin' through the dust, lookin' for a signIf there's a light up ahead well brother I don't knowBut I got this fever burnin' in my soulSo let's take the good times as they goAnd I'll meet you further on up the road Further on up the roadFurther on up the roadFurther on up the roadFurther on up the road One sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the roadOne sunny mornin' we'll rise I knowAnd I'll meet you further on up the road. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted July 1, 2008 Share Posted July 1, 2008 Everybody knows you've been steppin' on my toes And I'm gettin' pretty tired of it You keep a steppin' out of line You're messin' with my mind If you had any sense you'd quit 'Cause ever since you were a little bitty teeny girl You said I was the only man in this whole world Now you better do some thinkin' then you'll find You got the only daddy that'll walk the line I keep a workin' every day all you want to is play I'm tired of stayin' out all night I'm comin' unglued From your funny little moods Now Honey baby that ain't right You keep a packin' up my clothes nearly everybody knows That you're still just a puttin' me on But when I start a walkin' Gonna hear you start a squawkin' And beggin' me to come back home 'Cause ever since you were a little bitty teeny girl You said I was the only man in this whole world Now you better do some thinkin' then you'll find You got the only daddy that'll walk the line You got the only daddy that'll walk the line Quote Link to post Share on other sites
CortezTheKiller Posted July 1, 2008 Share Posted July 1, 2008 In honor of my new daughter born 2 weeks ago. Half of what I say is meaninglessBut I say it just to reach you JuliaJulia, Julia, ocean child, calls meSo I sing a song of love,JuliaJulia, sea shell eyes, windy smile, calls meSo I sing a song of love, JuliaHer hair of floating sky is shimmering, glimmeringIn the sunJulia, Julia, morning moon, touch meSo I sing a song of love, JuliaWhen I cannot sing my heartI can only speak my mind JuliaJulia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, touch meSo I sing a song of love, Julia Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Doug Posted July 2, 2008 Share Posted July 2, 2008 Mother, you had me but I never had you, I wanted you but you didn't want me, So I got to tell you, Goodbye, goodbye. Farther, you left me but I never left you, I needed you but you didn't need me, So I got to tell you, Goodbye, goodbye. Children, don't do what I have done, I couldn't walk and I tried to run, So I got to tell you, Goodbye, goodbye. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home. Mama don't go, Daddy come home... Quote Link to post Share on other sites
radiokills Posted July 2, 2008 Share Posted July 2, 2008 I saw it written and I saw it sayPink moon is on its wayAnd none of you stand so tallPink moon gonna get you allIt's a pink moonIt's a pink, pink, pink, pink, pink moon. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
uncool2pillow Posted July 2, 2008 Share Posted July 2, 2008 Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbikeA girl could feel special on any such likeSaid James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to youIt's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seemsRed hair and black leather, my favorite color schemeAnd he pulled her on behindAnd down to Box Hill they did ride Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right handBut I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous manI've fought with the law since I was seventeenI robbed many a man to get my Vincent machineNow I'm 21 years, I might make 22And I don't mind dying, but for the love of youAnd if fate should break my strideThen I'll give you my Vincent to ride Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRaeFor they've taken young James Adie for armed robberyShotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing insideOh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedsideWhen she came to the hospital, there wasn't much leftHe was running out of road, he was running out of breathBut he smiled to see her cryAnd said I'll give you my Vincent to ride Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this worldBeats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girlNow Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't doThey don't have a soul like a Vincent 52He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keysHe said I've got no further use for theseI see angels on Ariels in leather and chromeSwooping down from heaven to carry me homeAnd he gave her one last kiss and diedAnd he gave her his Vincent to ride 1952 Vincent Black LightningRichard Thompson Quote Link to post Share on other sites
froggie Posted July 2, 2008 Share Posted July 2, 2008 been listening to the Tweedster singing this one today over and over again: Reflections in a Crystal Wind If there's a way to say I'm sorryPerhaps I'll stay another eveningBeside your door, and watch the moon riseInside your window, where jewels are fallingAnd flowers weeping, and strangers laughingBecause you're dreaming that I have gone And if I don't know why I'm goingPerhaps I'll wait beside the pathway Where no one's coming, and count the questions I turned away from, or closed my eyes toOr had no time for, or passed right over Because the answers would shame my pride I've hear them say the word foreverBut I don't know if words have meaningWhen they are promised in fear of losing What can't be borrowed, or lent in blindnessOr blessed by pageantry, or sold by preachersWhile we're still walking our separate ways Sometime we bind ourselves togetherAnd seldom know the harm in binding The only feeling that cries for freedom And needs unfolding, and understanding And time for holding a simple mirror With one reflection to call your own If there's an end to all our dreamingPerhaps I'll go while you're still standing Beside your door, and I'll remember Your hands encircling a bowl of moonstonesA lamp of childhood, a robe of rosesBecause your sorrows were still unborn Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Sweet Papa Crimbo Posted July 2, 2008 Share Posted July 2, 2008 #1 in the series of songsthat changed the way I listen to and perceive music Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',I was layin' in bedWond'rin' if she'd changed at allIf her hair was still red.Her folks they said our lives togetherSure was gonna be roughThey never did like Mama's homemade dressPapa's bankbook wasn't big enough.And I was standin' on the side of the roadRain fallin' on my shoesHeading out for the East CoastLord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,Tangled up in blue. She was married when we first metSoon to be divorcedI helped her out of a jam, I guess,But I used a little too much force.We drove that car as far as we couldAbandoned it out WestSplit up on a dark sad nightBoth agreeing it was best.She turned around to look at meAs I was walkin' awayI heard her say over my shoulder,"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"Tangled up in blue. I had a job in the great north woodsWorking as a cook for a spellBut I never did like it all that muchAnd one day the ax just fell.So I drifted down to New OrleansWhere I happened to be employedWorkin' for a while on a fishin' boatRight outside of Delacroix.But all the while I was aloneThe past was close behind,I seen a lot of womenBut she never escaped my mind, and I just grewTangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless placeAnd I stopped in for a beer,I just kept lookin' at the side of her faceIn the spotlight so clear.And later on as the crowd thinned outI's just about to do the same,She was standing there in back of my chairSaid to me, "Don't I know your name?"I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,She studied the lines on my face.I must admit I felt a little uneasyWhen she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,Tangled up in blue. She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe"I thought you'd never say hello," she said"You look like the silent type."Then she opened up a book of poemsAnd handed it to meWritten by an Italian poetFrom the thirteenth century.And every one of them words rang trueAnd glowed like burnin' coalPourin' off of every pageLike it was written in my soul from me to you,Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague StreetIn a basement down the stairs,There was music in the cafes at nightAnd revolution in the air.Then he started into dealing with slavesAnd something inside of him died.She had to sell everything she ownedAnd froze up inside.And when finally the bottom fell outI became withdrawn,The only thing I knew how to doWas to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,Tangled up in blue. So now I'm goin' back again,I got to get to her somehow.All the people we used to knowThey're an illusion to me now.Some are mathematiciansSome are carpenter's wives.Don't know how it all got started,I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.But me, I'm still on the roadHeadin' for another jointWe always did feel the same,We just saw it from a different point of view,Tangled up in blue. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
radiokills Posted July 3, 2008 Share Posted July 3, 2008 1952 Vincent Black LightningRichard Thompson i enjoy this song quite a bit, awesome words Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Oil Can Boyd Posted July 3, 2008 Share Posted July 3, 2008 Seemes appropriate for the day Lawn Dart by Ed's Redeeming Qualities It was the third of July and the weather was fineEd brought the hot dogs, the croquet set was mineBut the red ball was missing and three mallets were bentEd suggested lawn darts so to K-Mart we went We looked by the yard games, we looked by the grills But we couldn't find lawn darts come high water or hillsWe talked to the sales clerk and she started to cryShe said "They're off the shelves now," and she told us both why: A kid was pegged in the head with a lawn dart Her dad didn't see 'er, that's the worst part;A kid was pegged in the head with a lawn dartSo they're now off the shelves at the K-Mart Well we both felt so bad that we gave up the search Ed went to bed, and I went to churchAnd now we never grill hot dogs, and we don't play yard gamesSince we heard that sad story things just aren't the same Pegged in the head with a lawn dart (lawn dart!) Her dad didn't see 'er, that's the worst part;Pegged in the head with a lawn dartSo they're now off the shelves at the K-Mart. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
embiggen Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros - Mega Bottle Ride I took a tram into the fourth dimensionCos I had the blues, the blues of throwing it all awayJust gimme a Tequila, I'll slam it the 4-D wayAnd when I got there you know it had certain similarities Like no smoking anywhereAnd hiding in the khazi to avoid paying the fare4-D Tequila anyoneAnd don't think we didn't dance to records by the Fifth DimensionIn the discosphere like Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan And it was pretty goddam hazardousOut on the Illminster by-pass, out on the Illminster by-passOut on the Illminster by-pass - out on the Illminster by-passAqua-planing to the theme parkWe took a ride called the Banchoff-Klein mega bottle rideWell, how we spewed inside, back and forthIn time, mathmatics and pride, inside We've gone Balkan - we've gone Balkan anywayIt absolutely had to happen to someone todayYeah, there's no smoking anywhere - throw it all awayYeah, we've gone Balkan anyway - you can get rid of the blues this wayYeah, that's how we fix the blues todayIt absolutely had to happen to someone todayYeah, there's no smoking anywhere - throw it all awayYeah, we've gone Balkan anyway - you can get rid of the blues this wayYeah, that's how we fix the blues today - throw it all awayAnd it's time to be doing something good Quote Link to post Share on other sites
sky blue bats Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 roman candle--bedhead with a short fuse and chinese directionsi think you could light yourself on firebut a roman candle has got no directionit just waits to expire and i know it takes a new addictionto keep you from what your addicted towhich is why i wish i could find a distractionbut everything used is tried and true this person who thinks this is what i look likewell its as though you were drunk for years and if i didn't know betteri would say i had never seen better from you. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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