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This one goes out to that one special man on here that makes my heart start pumping :crazy:

:elvis:

Love me tender,

Love me sweet,

Never let me go.

You have made my life complete,

And I love you so.

Love me tender,

Love me true,

All my dreams fulfilled.

For my darlin I love you,

And I always will.

Love me tender,

Love me long,

Take me to your heart.

For its there that I belong,

And well never part.

Love me tender,

Love me dear,

Tell me you are mine.

Ill be yours through all the years,

Till the end of time.

(when at last my dreams come true

Darling this I know

Happiness will follow you

Everywhere you go).

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Our Sue is the sweetest. I know she loves this song, so here's for her.

The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles

in our eyes are mirror images and when

we kiss they're perfectly aligned

and I have to speculate that God himself

did make us into corresponding shapes like

puzzle pieces from the clay

true, it may seem like a stretch, but

its thoughts like this that catch my troubled

head when you're away when I am missing you to death

when you are out there on the road for

several weeks of shows and when you scan

the radio, I hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving from such great

heights, "come down now," they'll say

but everything looks perfect from far away,

"come down now," but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your

machine but the persistent beat it sounded

thin upon listening

that frankly will not fly. you will hear

the shrillest highs and lowest lows with

the windows down when this is guiding you home

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For a wonderful friend that can always bring a smile to my face. ;)

You've Got A Friend ~ James Taylor

When you're down, and troubled.

And you need a helpin' hand.

And nothin', yeah nothin' is goin' right.

Close your eyes and think of me.

And soon I will be there.

To brighten up, even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name.

And you know wherever I am.

I'll come runnin', oh yeah, babe.

To see you again.

Winter, spring, summer, or fall.

All you've got to do is call.

And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You've got a friend.

If the sky, above you.

Should turn dark and full of clouds.

And that old, north wind should begin to blow.

Keep your head together.

And call my name out loud

And soon I'll be knockin' upon your door.

You just call out my name.

And you know wherever I am.

I'll come runnin', oh yes I will.

To see you again.

Winter, spring, summer, or fall.

All you've got to do is call.

And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey ain't it good to know, that you've got a friend?

People can be so cold.

They'll hurt you, and desert you.

Well they'll take your soul if you let them.

Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name.

And you know wherever I am

I'll come runnin', to see you again.

Oh babe, don't you know that.

Winter, spring, summer, or fall,

Hey now, all you've got to do is call.

And I'll be there, yes I will, yeah.

You've got a friend.

You've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.

Ain't it good to know, you've got a friend.

Oh yeah, you've got a friend

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To Peaches, just for being her:

Home - Daughtry

I'm staring out into the night,

Trying to hide the pain.

I'm going to the place where love

And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.

And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,

Back to the place where I belong,

And where your love has always been enough for me.

I'm not running from.

No, I think you got me all wrong.

I don't regret this life I chose for me.

But these places and these faces are getting old,

So I'm going home.

Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,

The closer I get to you.

I've not always been the best man or friend for you.

But your love remains true.

And I don't know why.

You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,

Back to the place where I belong,

And where your love has always been enough for me.

I'm not running from.

No, I think you got me all wrong.

I don't regret this life I chose for me.

But these places and these faces are getting old,

Be careful what you wish for,

'Cause you just might get it all.

You just might get it all,

And then some you don't want.

Be careful what you wish for,

'Cause you just might get it all.

You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,

Back to the place where I belong,

And where your love has always been enough for me.

I'm not running from.

No, I think you got me all wrong.

I don't regret this life I chose for me.

But these places and these faces are getting old.

I said these places and these faces are getting old,

So I'm going home.

I'm going home.

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And this is for Fintan....

Yes it's the obvious choice, but ever since I heard this song, I liked it! :rockon:

I've looked under chairs

I've looked under tables

I've tried to find the key

To fifty million fables

chorus:

They call me The Seeker

I've been searching low and high

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

I asked Bobby Dylan

I asked The Beatles

I asked Timothy Leary

But he couldn't help me either

chorus

People tend to hate me

'Cause I never smile

As I ransack their homes

They want to shake my hand

Focusing on nowhere

Investigating miles

I'm a seeker

I'm a really desperate man

I won't get to get what I'm after

Till the day I die

I learned how to raise my voice in anger

Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?

I'm happy when life's good

And when it's bad I cry

I've got values but I don't know how or why

I'm looking for me

You're looking for you

We're looking in at each other

And we don't know what to do

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:bow: :bow: :rockon: Thank you!!! I love this song! :grin:

Now one for you too, Laurie--my favourite Badfinger song:

If you want it, here it is come and get it

Mmmm, make your mind up fast

If you want it, anytime I can give it

But you better hurry cause it may not last

Did I hear you say that there must be a catch

Will you walk away from a fool and his money

If you want it, here it is come and get it

But you better hurry cause it's going fast

If you want it, here it is come and get it,

Mmmm, make your mind up fast

If you want it, anytime I can give it

But you better hurry cause it may not last

Did I hear you say that there must be a catch

Will you walk away from a fool and his money

Sonny, if you want it, here it is come and get it

But you better hurry cause it's going fast

You'd better hurry cause it's going fast

Fool and his money

Sonny, if you want it, here it is come and get it

But you better hurry cause it's going fast

You'd better hurry cause it's going fast

You'd better hurry cause it's going fast

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This one's for Peaches! :grin:

Every breath you take

Every move you make

Every bond you break

Every step you take

Ill be watching you...

Holy crap, how did I miss this? ((((Fintan))))

This is for you, sugar. :grin:

I'm just an average man with an average life

I work from nine to five, hey, hell, I pay the price

All I want is to be left alone in my average home

But why do I always feel like I'm in the twilight zone

I always feel like somebody's watching me

And I Have No Privacy

I always feel like somebody's watching me

Tell Mi Is It Just A Dream

When I come home at night

I bolt the door real tight

People call me on the phone, I'm trying to avoid

But can the people on TV see me or am I just paranoid

When I'm in the shower I'm afraid to wash my hair

Cause I might open my eyes and find someone standing there

People say I'm crazy, just a little touched

But maybe showers remind me of Psycho too much

That's why...

I always feel like somebody's watching me

And I Have No Privacy

I always feel like somebody's watching me

Who's Playin' Trics On Me

(instrumental)

I don't know anymore

Are the neighbors watching me

Well is the mailman watching me

And I don't feel safe anymore, oh what a mess

I wonder who's watching me now--- (BOOO!) -The IRS?

I always feel like somebody's watching me

And I Have No Privacy

I always feel like somebody's watching me

Tell Me Is It Just A Dream

I always feel like somebody's watching me

And I Have No Privacy

I always feel like somebody's watching me

I always feel like somebody's watching me

I always feel like somebody's watching me

I always feel like somebody's watching me

Tell Me This Can't Be

I always feel like somebody's watching me

I always feel like somebody's watching me

I always feel like somebody's watching me

(FADES AWAY)

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For Sammy...

I'm a fleabit peanut monkey

All my friends are junkies

That's not really true

I'm a cold Italian pizza

I could use a lemon squeezer

What you do?

But I've been bit and I've been tossed around

By every she-rat in this town

Have you, babe?

Well, I am just a monkey man

I'm glad you are a monkey woman too

I was bitten by a boar

I was gouged and I was gored

But I pulled on through

Yes, I'm a sack of broken eggs

I always have an unmade bed

Don't you?

Well, I hope we're not too messianic

Or a trifle too satanic

We love to play the blues

Well I am just a monkey man

I'm glad you are a monkey, monkey woman too, babe

I'm a monkey

I'm a monkey

I'm a monkey man

I'm a monkey man

I'm a monkey

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To Radhi and her feable Internet connection:

Connection - The Stones

Connection, I just can't make no connection.

But all I want to do is to get back to you.

Everything is going in the wrong direction.

The doctor wants to give me more injections.

Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections

And I don't know if he'll let me go

Connection, I just can't make no connection.

But all I want to do is to get back to you.

Connection, I just can't make it, connection

But all I want to do is to get back to you.

My bags they get a very close inspection.

I wonder why it is that they suspect on.

They're dying to add me to their collections

And I don't know if they'll let me go

Connection, I just can't make no connection.

But all I want to do is to get back to you.

Connection, I just can't make no connection.

But all I want to do is to get back to you.

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For Marc...we'll be singin' this when he gives me a ride on his motorcycle. :cool:

Get your motor running

Head out on the highway

Looking for adventure

In whatever comes our way

Yeah, darling gonna make it happen

Take the world in a love embrace

Fire all of your guns at once

And explode into space

I like smoke and lightning

Heavy metal thunder

Racin' with the wind

And the feeling that I'm under

Yeah, darling gonna make it happen

Take the world in a love embrace

Fire all of your guns at once

And explode into space

Like a true nature's child

We were born, born to be wild

We can climb so high

I never want to die

Born to be wild

Born to be wild

Get your motor running

Head out on the highway

Lookin' for adventure

In whatever comes our way

Yeah, darling gonna make it happen

Take the world in a love embrace

Fire all of your guns at once

And explode into space

Like a true nature's child

We were born, born to be wild

We can climb so high

I never want to die

Born to be wild

Born to be wild...

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For Laurie - just replace "bologna" with "salami" in your head. :grin:

My Bologna ~ Weird Al

Ooh, my little hungry one, hungry one

Open up a package of my bologna

Ooh, I think the toast is done, the toast is done

Top it with a little of my bologna

Never gonna stop, eat it up

Such a tasty snack I always eat too much, then throw up

But I'll soon be back for my, my, my, yi, yi, woo

M-m-m-my bologna

Spreadin' on the mustard now, show me how

Spread it on a litle of this bologna

Hopin' that we don't run out, don't run out

If we do I'm sure that I'll miss bologna

Never gonna stop, eat it up

Such a tasty snack I always eat too much, then throw up

But I'll soon be back for my, my, my, yi, yi, woo

M-m-m-my bologna

M-m-m-my bologna

(belch)

Goin' to the market now, market now

I'm the city's biggest bologna buyer

Walkin' down the shopping isles, shopping isles

Filling up my basket with Oscar Meyer

Never gonna stop, eat it up

Such a tasty snack I always eat too much, then throw up

But I'll soon be back for my, my, my, yi, yi, woo

M-m-m-m-m-m-m-my, my, my, yi, yi, woo

M-m-m-my bologna

M-m-m-my bologna

M-m-m-my bologna

M-m-m-my bologna

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To Shawna: we'll be singing this on our way to Italy smilie_flagge9.gif

When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie

That's amore

When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine

That's amore

Bells'll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling

And you'll sing "Vita bella"

Hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay

Like a gay tarantella

When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fazool

That's amore

When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love

When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreamin', signore

'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore

(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)

That's amore

(When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore)

That's amore

Bells will ring

ting-a-ling-a-ling

ting-a-ling-a-ling

And you'll sing "Vita bella"

Vita bell-vita bella

Hearts will play

tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay

Like a gay tarantella

Lucky fella

When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool

That's amore (that's amore)

When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love

When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreaming, signore

'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore

Amore

That's amore

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Thank you Laurie for the dedication and vote of confidence that you would get on the back of my bike! Here is another one for that day!

I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine

On a cloud of sound I drift in the night

Any place it goes is right

Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here

Well, you don't know what we can find

Why don't you come with me little girl

On a magic carpet ride

You don't know what we can see

Why don't you tell your dreams to me

Fantasy will set you free

Close your eyes girl

Look inside girl

Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin's lamp

And so I wished that I could stay

Before the thing could answer me

Well, someone came and took the lamp away

I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found

Well, you don't know what we can find

Why don't you come with me little girl

On a magic carpet ride

Well, you don't know what we can see

Why don't you tell your dreams to me

Fantasy will set you free

Close your eyes girl

Look inside girl

Let the sound take you away

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Marc - this one's all for you, babe! My sister's ringtone for my nephew (the Tucson cop) is this tune. :grin:

(hope I edited all the bad words out) :crazy:

Ridin' Dirty

They see me rollin'

They hatin'

Patrollin'

And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

My music so loud;

I'm swangin'.

They hopin'

That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Police think they can see me lean;

I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen.

For me to see me ride by, they can see the glean

And my shine on the deck and the TV screen.

Ride with a new chick, she like "Hold up."

Next to the Playstation controller

There's a full clip in my pistola;

send a jacker into a coma.

Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone;

Just tryin' to make you horny, ain't tryin' to have no babies.

Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies.

Law's on patrol; you know they hate me.

Music turned all the way up and to the maximum;

I can speak for some n****s tryin' to jack for some.

But we packin' somethin' that we have

And, um, will have a n**** locked up in the maximum

Security cell. I'm grippin' oak.

Music loud and I'm tippin' slow.

Twins steady twistin' like hit this dough;

Police Pull up from behind and im sittin low.

Windows down, gotta stop pollution.

CDs change; niggas like "Who is that producin'?"

This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin'

Got warrants in every city except Houston

But I still ain't losin'.

They see me rollin';

They hatin'.

Patrollin'

And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

My music so loud;

I'm swangin'.

They hopin'

That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

I been drinkin' and smokin'; holdin' *******

'Cause a brother can't focus.

I gotta get to home 'fore the po-po's scope

This big ol Excursion

Swervin',

All up in the curve, man.

Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey

And the gin again

Is in again;

We in the wind.

Doin' a hundred while I come from the block

And rollin another one up;

We livin' like we ain't givin' a *******.

I got a revolver in my right hand;

40 oz on my lap, freezing my balls

Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all.

Comin' up pretty deep, me and my do-jo.

I gotta get to backstreets;

Wanted by the six-pounds

And I got heat.

shots to the block;

We creep-creep. Pop-pop.

Hope cops don't see me;

On a low key.

With no regard for the law,

We dodge 'em like f***-'em-all.

But I won't get caught up

And brought up

On charges for none of y'all.

Keep a gun in car

And a blunt to spark,

But, well, if you want,

Nigga,poppin'you dark.

Ready or not, we gon' bust shots off in the air

Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire.

They see me rollin';

They hatin'.

Patrollin'

And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

My music so loud;

I'm swangin'.

They hopin'

That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Do what you thinkin' so,

I tried to let you go.

Turn on my blinker light

And then I swang it slow.

And they upset for sure

'Cause they think they know

That they catchin me with plenty of the drinkin' drough.

So they get behind me,

Tryin' to check my tags.

Look at my rearview and they smilin',

Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong; keep tryin'

steady denyin' it's racial profilin'.

Houston, TX, you can check my tags;

Pull me over, try to check my slab.

Glove compartment, gotta get my cash

'Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast.

And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them,

Givin' a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude.

When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty

Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood.

I'ma laugh at you

And then I have to cruise.

You're a number two

On some old DJ Screw.

You can't arrest me plus you can't sue.

This a message to the law; tells 'em "We hate you."

I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known.

Tippin' down; I'm sittin' crooked on my chrome.

Bookin' my phone; findin' a chick I wanna bone.

Like they couldn't stop me I'mma bout to pull up at your home

And it's on.

They see me rollin';

They hatin'.

Patrollin'

And tryin. to catch me ridin. dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

My music so loud;

I'm swangin'.

They hopin'

That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

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For our intrepid Italian travelers ~

Rosemary Clooney - Mambo Italiano

A girl went back to Napoli

Because she missed the scenery

The native dances and the charming songs

But wait a minute, something's wrong

Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano!

Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano

Go, go, go you mixed up sicialiano

All you calabraise-a do the mambo like a crazy with a

Hey mambo, don't wanna tarantella

Hey mambo, no more a mozzarella

Hey mambo! Mambo italiano!

Try an enchilada with da fish a bac a lab and then a

Hey goombah, I love a how you dance a rhumbah

But take a some advice paisano

Learn how to mambo

If you gonna be a square

You ain't a gonna go nowhere

Hey mambo! mambo italiano!

Hey mambo! mambo italiano!

Go, go, Joe, shake like a Giovanno

Hello kess-a-deetch-a you getta happy in the feets a

When you mambo italiano

Shake-a Baby shake-a cause i love a when you take a me

Mama say "stop-a or I'm gonna go to papa"

And a hey ja drool you don't a have to go to school

Just make-a wid da beat bambino

It's a like a vino

Kid you good a lookin' but you don't a-know what's cookin' till you

Hey mambo, Mambo italiano

Hey mambo, Mambo italiano

Ho, ho, ho, you mixed up Siciliano

it's a so delish a ev'rybody come copisha

How to mambo italianoooooo!

'Ats nice!

UNH!

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