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Think about the places we've had our little fun
In the church at Christmas, busted by that nun Then in that museum, beneath the mastadon Stating our positions on the White House lawn CHORUS All you ever think about is sex All you ever think about exclusively All you ever think about is sex, all right with me Say, do you remember the Dodgers and the Mets 50,000 people saw us and turned red I'm still not recovered from Saturday's faux pas When your faather came home, saw us, and dropped dead CHORUS In a world of lovers, we don't love each other much Fact is, we're too busy to love each other much CHORUS ----------------------------------------------------------- |
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Mael-Mael
I was born a little premature Mom just couldn't take no more Had no time to learn to cry Goodbye, Mama, got to fly Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye Entered school when I was two PhD'd that afternoon Never entered any sports Didn't look too good in shorts Got divorced when I was four CHORUS: I've seen everything there is I've done everything there is I've met everyone but Liz Now I've even met ol' Liz No time for relationship Skip the foreplay, let 'er rip You gotta beat the clock, beat the clock, Beat the clock, beat the clock I did lots of travelling Parts of me unraveling The Army then rejected me Said I had two flat feet Wore them out when I was three Too bad there ain't ten of you Then I'd show you what I'd do I could cheat on five of you And be faithful to you too But there's only one of you CHORUS |
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Mael-Mael
I like their arms I like their legs I like their lips Their widening hips Their radios They live at home They don't have cars I have a home I have a car They like that, they like that Young girls haven't seen the whole night And they will hold you, though it might not be tight And they will kiss you, though it might not be right 'Cause they are young girls Young girls, I don't care what they say I want to have you each and every day I feel you, I don't care what they say Young girls I like their talk Small little words I like their style Less of the guile They're straight with you Don't analyse, don't analyse You've seen too much I like the touch of young girls, Young girls Young girls haven't seen the whole night And they will hold you, though it might not be tight And they will kiss you, though it might not be right 'Cause they are young girls Young girls, I don't care what they say I want to have you each and every day I feel you, I don't care what they say Young girls |
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I wanna got to cool places with you
I wanna take you cool places tonight I wanna go where nobody's a fool And no one says uh, "Hey girl, need a light?" I want to move like this and that A minimum of chit chat I never wanna cool down, cool down, cool cool cool, Cool places tonight I gotta tell you, you're lookin' real good They let us in so I'm feelin' all right I like to go where sometimes they refuse Yeah, I remember last Saturday night But I'm feeling cooler now And they could tell we're cooler now It's obvious we're cooler now, cooler now, cool cool cool, Cool places tonight I wanna go, I wanna go, etc. I want to go to cool places tonight I wanna go to cool places with you And after that we'll slip out for a bite A coffee shop, and toast, coffee and juice And then we'll sleep 'til 5 p.m. And start it up all over again I never want to cool down, cool down, cool cool cool I wanna go, I wanna go, etc. I want to go to cool places tonight I wanna go to cool places with you |
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It's the sound
Of today Played so loud You're in pain I feel good Really great As I talk To my feet Dance godammit Dance godammit I get scared When I'm alone So I don't Stay alone I like clubs I like girls I like music And that's it Dance godammit Dance godammit I do leaps I do splits I do spins I do dips Wanna dance Wanna dance Wanna dance? Do you wanna dance? I get scared When I'm alone Ah, don't leave me All alone Wnna dance Wanna dance Wanna Dance? Do you wanna dance? Dance godammit Dance godammit -------------------------------- -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ Eric Wincentsen 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu Glendale Community College, Glendale, Arizona "Give me ten wheels for Jesus!" -Elvis Hitler +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- |
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You're gonna take a walk in the rain
And you're gonna get wet (I predict) You're gonna eat a bowl of chow mein And be hungry real soon (I predict) Are my sources correct (I predict) They're gonna find the Queen is a man But that Philip don't care (I predict) Lassie will prove that Elvis and her Had a fleeting affair (I predict) Are my sources correct Are my sources correct Yes I know they're corect (I predict) Men, if you say your prayers You'll never lose your hair L.A. is safe Ain't gonna quake Ain't gonna quake (I predict) And somebody's gonna die But I can't reveal who Cold beer will cure a cold Cold beer and pretzels, takes care of cancer Moscow will march to France They'll do the Can-Can Dance Don't worry, it'll work out Maxim's will throw them out They're gonna stop Saturday night So you better have fun now (I predict) They're gonna stop having the sun So you better get tan now And this song will fade out And this song will fade out And this song will fade out (I predict) |
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Modesty plays, modesty plays
Modesty plays, modesty plays She may like caviar and cocktails She may like symphonies and sun But underneath the gown and high heels She's like a fully loaded gun Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays The world is runnin' out of heroes The world is runnin' out of time Where are those martial arts maneuvers We're getting massacred by crime Well, listen buddy don't you worry She may not look like Genghis Khan And she may talk about her manicure But she can sure get things done Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays, modesty plays Don't underestimate the lady She may seem cultured and demure But there's another side and careful She'll hit you like a 2 by 4 The world is running out of heroes And everybody's out on bail As long as modesty is on our side Good will surely prevail Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays |
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Kiss me quick, hot and right
No confusion, paradise Never panic, we're alone Kiss me quick, and there's the phone Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind I really wish you'd kiss me one more time Kiss me quick, melt the ice College ideas, high school eyes Paramedic, dressed in white Kiss me quick, save my life Lips that taste of foreign words and complimentary lies Lips that make a nervous wreck of any normal guy I really wish you'd kiss me one more time Kiss me quick, wake me up Caffeine kisses, not enough Jungle fever, insect bites Weird religions, pagan rites Lips that taste of cigarettes and California wine Lips that taste of fancy food, you drive me out of my mind I really wish you'd kiss me one more time |
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That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk
A little bit change in character, I'm pretending to be drunk You think I am weak and feeble, you think I'm a bore When you drag me to a party, soon I'm out the door Next time I'll portray a suave sophisticated hunk That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk A bit of I have lived and loved, I'm pretending to be drunk You say I could use some swagger, you say toughen up I am rigid as a board, you tell me loosen up I'm so loose and I'm so tough that I can barely move That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk You notice a transformation, pretending to be drunk I've lost all my inhibitions, pretending to be drunk You can take me to the soiree and be proud of me Everyone will be impressed, I'll pass out on your knee And now I am so continental, they think that it's nice Think I'll pretend to be drunk for the rest of my life Well that is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk |
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Mael-Mael-Moroder
This is the number one song in heaven Written, of course, by the mightiest hand All of the angels are sheep in the fold of their master They always follow the Master and his plan This is the number one song in heaven Why are you hearing it now, you ask Maybe you're closer to here than you imagine Maybe you're closer to here than you care to be It's number one, all over heaven It's number one, all over heaven It's number one, all over heaven The number one song all over heaven If you should die before you wake If you should die while crossing the street The song that you'll hear, I guarantee It's number one, all over heaven It's number one, all over heaven It's number one, all over heaven The number one song all over heaven The one that's the rage up here in the clouds Loud as a crowd or soft as a doubt Lyrically weak, but the music's the thing Gabriel plays it, God how he plays it Gabriel plays it, God how he plays it Gabriel plays it, God how he plays it Gabriel plays it, let's hear him play it The song filters down, down through the clouds It reaches the earth and winds all around And then it breaks up in millions of ways It goes la, la, la...... In cars it becomes a hit In your homes it becomes advertisements And in the streets it becomes the children singing |
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