PastaJoe

This magic moment, so different and so new But like any other until I kissed you And then it happened It took me by surprise I knew that you felt it too by the look in your eyes

Here we lie all alone am I dreaming? Your heart's smooth my soul is unbelieving Now you see the me and I'm feeling, I'm feeling I feel your hands, your lips, the heat of your body Whisper your love to me say that you love me Please just love me down and never leave me, I'm a dreamer

I heard the batter has to be ready with 8 seconds left. That’s dumb, just let the pitcher pitch whenever he wants within the time regardless of if the batter is ready. Call it a strike if it’s over the plate.

He waited until the top prospects were signed so he’d have a better chance of coming back.

I don't care what they may know I don't care where they may go I don't care what they may know Jesus is just alright, oh yeah

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine Quiet thoughts come floating down And settle softly to the ground Like golden autumn leaves around my feet I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories Sweet memories

Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power, but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The music's for the sad man

Rise up this mornin', Smiled with the risin' sun, Three little birds Pitch by my doorstep Singin' sweet songs Of melodies pure and true, Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:") Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right." Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing, 'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"

Girl, we've been meant for this Since we were born No problems now (the coast is clear) It's just the calm before the storm This must be just like livin' in paradise And I don't want to go home

Hey baby, they're playing our song The one we used to hear when We used to get along Hey baby, they're playing our song Let's get back together That's where we belong

I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood I can make you dance, can make you sing I can make you dance, I can make you sing If you want me too

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called Gitche Gumee The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead When the skies of November turn gloomy With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early

Don't get me wrong If I'm looking kind of dazzled I see neon lights Whenever you walk by Don't get me wrong If you say hello and I take a ride Upon a sea where the mystic moon Is playing havoc with the tide Don't get me wrong

Oh, my darling, knock three time On the ceiling if you want me Twice on the pipe If the answer is no Oh, my sweetness Means you'll meet me in the hallway Oh-oh, twice on the pipe Means you ain't gonna show

Call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road Well now, they call me the breeze I keep blowin' down the road I ain't got me nobody I don't carry me no load

Saw the Bills play Lynn Dickey and the Packers at Milwaukee County Stadium in the early 80s. Cold and rainy day. The grass baseball field was a mud pit. The Bills fumbled on their first two possessions that led to Packers TDs. A one sided game that was miserable to sit through.

Since you been gone, since you been gone I'm out of my head, can't take it Could I be wrong but since you been gone You've cast a spell, so break it Doo doo doo, doodoo doo doo, doodoo doo doo, doo doo doo doo Ever since you been gone

I'll remember you Your voice as soft as the warm summer breeze Your sweet laughter, mornings after Ever after, I'll remember you

My girl, she was the world to me She's gone, away across the street My girl, is just a memory She been so long away A-gone gone gone she been gone so long She been gone gone gone so long

I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mind I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh and on across Caroline We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabam' Well, that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham

No no no no, I don't smoke it no more I'm tired of waking up on the floor No, thank you, please, It only makes me sneeze And then it makes it hard to find the door

Going to the city, got you on my mind, Country sure is pretty, I'll leave it all behind, This is my decision, I'm coming home to stay this time 'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city, Fool for the city, I'm a fool for the city

Woke up, fell out of bed Dragged a comb across my head Found my way downstairs and drank a cup And looking up, I noticed I was late Found my coat and grabbed my hat Made the bus in seconds flat Found my way upstairs and had a smoke And somebody spoke and I went into a dream

I was a freshman at CBA Syracuse when Earl Belcher was a senior. He went on to be the 2nd highest basketball scorer in St Bonaventure history, and was drafted in the NBA. Walt Patulski and Marty Domres played football there but before my time. I was at Marquette University when Glenn Doc Rivers played there. He went on to a long career as an NBA player and is still a coach. I missed Al McGuire and the national championship by 2 years.

This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me And I'm stuck here on the ground as cold and drunk as I can be You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So, I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain