PastaJoe
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Sometimes I feel I've got to run away I've got to get away From the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share seems to go nowhere And I've lost my light For I toss and turn, I can't sleep at night
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Well, when I was a young man and never been kissed I got to thinkin' it over how much I had missed So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then, and then Oh, Lord, well I kissed her again Because she had kisses sweeter than wine She had, mm-mm, kisses sweeter than wine
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Her hair is Harlow gold Her lips a sweet surprise Her hands are never cold She's got Bette Davis eyes She'll turn her music on you You won't have to think twice She's pure as New York snow She got Bette Davis eyes
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Hey you, out there in the cold Getting lonely, getting old Can you feel me? Hey you, standing in the aisles With itchy feet and fading smiles Can you feel me? Hey you, don't help them to bury the light Don't give in without a fight
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Another wasted season because Beane wouldn’t pay the asking price to get a quality replacement for Milano.
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You’re right, they had a meeting beforehand to plan it. It’s a conspiracy. 😒
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Because they don’t have anyone better.
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I’m sure it has nothing to do with the bad play. 🙄
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I don't know how to love him What to do, how to move him I've been changed, yes really changed In these past few days When I've seen myself I seem like someone else
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I heard your mother, now she's going out the door Did she go to work or just go to the store? All those things she said, I told you to ignore Oh, why can't we talk again? Oh, why can't we talk again? Oh, why can't we talk again? Don't leave me hanging on the telephone Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
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I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen And I had quite a ball When I was young
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Further on up the road You're gonna hurt someone like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Baby, you just wait and see
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No time left for you On my way to better things (No time left for you) I'll find myself some wings (No time left for you) Distant roads are calling me (No time left for you) Mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da
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To really love a woman To understand her, you gotta know her deep inside Hear every thought, see every dream And give her wings when she wants to fly Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms You know you really love a woman
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Week 9, Bills v. Bengals - Predict the Score
PastaJoe replied to Freddie's Dead's topic in The Stadium Wall
Bengals 26 Bills 23 -
What's the name of the game? Does it mean anything to you? What's the name of the game? Can you feel it the way I do? Tell me please, 'cause I have to know I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow
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To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow And to run where the brave dare not go To right the unrightable wrong And to love pure and chaste from afar To try when your arms are too weary To reach the unreachable star
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He take the thunder from the mountain He take a lightning from the sky He bring a strong man to his begging knee He make the young girl's mama cry You got to hidey-hide You got to jump and run You got to hidey-hidey-hide The old man is down the road
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Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (ooh, bop-bop-bop-bop)
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Realize, I don't want to be a miser Confide with sly, you'll be the wiser Young blood is the lovin' upriser How come everybody wanna keep it like the Kaiser? Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now Give it away, give it away, give it away, now I can't tell, if I'm a king pin or a pauper
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I am the eye in the sky Looking at you I can read your mind I am the maker of rules Dealing with fools I can cheat you blind And I don't need to see any more to know that I can read your mind (looking at you) I can read your mind (looking at you) I can read your mind (looking at you) I can read your mind
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Now, Amos Moses was a Cajun He lived by hisself in the swamp He hunted alligator for living He'd just knock them in the head with a stump
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I want to run, I want to hide I wanna tear down the walls that hold me inside I wanna reach out and touch the flame Where the streets have no name
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When the lights go down in the city And the sun shines on the bay Ooh, I wanna be there, yeah, in my city Oh, whoa, oh Oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh
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Welcome back Your dreams were your ticket out Welcome back To that same old place that you laughed about
