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#1426
October 15th, 2007, 10:12 PM
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Miss Independent
Kelly Clarkson Miss Independent Miss self-sufficient Miss keep your distance, mm Miss unafraid Miss out of my way Miss don't let a man interfere, no Miss on her own Miss almost grown Miss never let a man help her off her throne So, by keeping her heart protected She never ever feel rejected Little Miss apprehensive Said ooh, she fell in love CHORUS: What is the feeling taking over Thinking no one could open the door Surprise, it's time To feel what's real What happened to Miss Independence No longer need to be defensive Goodbye, old you When love, is true Miss guarded heart Miss play it smart Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no But she miscalculated She didn't want to end up jaded And this Miss decided not to miss out on true love So, by changing her misconceptions She went in a new direction And found inside she felt a connection She fell in love CHORUS When Miss Independent walked away No time for love that came her way She looked in the mirror and thought today What happened to miss no longer afraid It took some time for her to see How beautiful love could truly be No more talk of why cant that be me I'm so glad I finally see CHORUS Miss Independent
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#1427
November 4th, 2007, 03:35 AM
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The Walk
Sawyer Brown Down our long dusty driveway I didn't wan't to go But I set with tears In my eyes wondering Daddy took me by the hand Looked out at the school bus and his little man and said, "Don't worry boy It will be all right" Chorus 'Cause I took this walk your walking now Boy, I've been In your shoes You can't hold back the hands of time It's just something you've got to do So dry eyes I understand just what your going through Cause I took this walk with my old man Boy, I've been In your shoes Down our long dusty driveway I set my mind to go I was eighteen and wild and free and wondering Daddy took me by the hand Look at the world and his grown man and said, "Don't worry boy It will be all right" Chorus Down our long and dusty driveway This time we both would go He had old and gray And his mind was wandering Daddy took me by the hand Said, "I know where were going and I understand Don't worry boy it will be all right" Chorus
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#1428
November 6th, 2007, 01:00 PM
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Stone In Love - Journey
Those crazy nights, I do remember in my youth I do recall, those were the best times, most of all In the heat with a blue jean girl Burnin love comes once in a lifetime She found me singing by the rail road track Took me home, we danced by moonlight Those summer nights are callin, Stone in love Cant help myself Im fallin Stone in love Old dusty roads, led to the river Runnin slow She pulled me down, and in clover Wed go round In the heat with a blue jean girl Burnin love comes once in a lifetime Oo the memories never fade away Golden girl, Ill keep you forever.
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#1429
November 26th, 2007, 06:47 AM
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Two Sparrows In A Hurricane
Tanya Tucker (Mark Alan Springer) She's fifteen and he's barely driving a car She's got his ring and he's got the keys to her heart It's just matter of time They'll spread their wings and fly Like two sparrows in a hurricane Trying to find their way With a head full of dreams And faith that can move anything They've heard it's all uphill But all they know is how they feel The world says they'll never make it, love says they will There's a baby crying and one more on the way There's a wolf at the door with a big stack of bills They can't pay The clouds are dark and the wind is high But they can see the other side Like two sparrows in a hurricane Trying to find their way With a head full of dreams And faith that can move anything They've heard it's all uphill But all they know is how they feel The world says they'll never make it, love says they will She's eighty-three and he's barely driving a car She's got his ring and he's got the key to her heart It's just a matter of time They'll spread their wings and fly Like two sparrows in a hurricane Trying to find their way With a head full of dreams And faith that can move anything They've heard it's all uphill But all they know is how they feel The world says they'll never make it, love says they will
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#1430
December 11th, 2007, 04:27 PM
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Garth Brooks
Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)" This ol' highway's getting longer Seems there ain't no end in sight To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night I called the house but no one answered For the last two weeks no one's been home I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see What's kept the woman holding on this long And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold I'm much too young to feel this damn old All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old The competition's getting younger Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze Seem to be the only friends I've left at all And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold I'm much too young to feel this damn old All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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#1431
December 11th, 2007, 04:31 PM
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Title: Honky Tonk Badonkadonk Lyrics
Trace Atkins Turn it up some Alright boys, this is her favorite song You know that right So, if we play it good and loud She might get up and dance again Ooh, she put her beer down Here she comes Here she comes Left left left right left Whoo Husslers shootin' eightball Throwin' darts at the wall Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall Here she comes, Lord help us all Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault It's so hard not to stare At that honky tonk badonkadonk Keepin' perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing along Got it goin' on Like Donkey Kong And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law Get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on That honky tonk badonkadonk (Aww son) Now Honey, you can't blame her For what her mama gave her You ain't gotta hate her For workin' that money-maker Band shuts down at two But we're hangin' out till three We hate to see her go But love to watch her leave With that honky tonk badonkadonk Keepin' perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing along Got it goin' on Like Donkey Kong And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law Get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on With that honky tonk badonkadonk (Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey) We don't care bout the drinkin' Barely listen to the band Our hands, they start a shakin' When she gets the urge to dance Drivin' everybody crazy You think you fell in love Boys, you better keep your distance You can look but you can't touch That honkey tonk badonkadonk Keepin' perfect rhythm Make ya wanna swing along Got it goin' on Like Donkey Kong And whoo-wee Shut my mouth, slap your grandma There outta be a law Get the Sheriff on the phone Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on That honky tonk badonkadonk That honky tonk badonkadonk Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk (That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey It's for the badonkadonk)
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#1432
December 11th, 2007, 05:36 PM
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Warlock
Lady In A Rock'n' Roll Hell" Take me down I'm ready for another ride underground I need your love Baby to take me down Snake in the grass A 'good good girl I am the queen of the night I need a man of action Ready to set me free Take me down Where solar fires shake the ground Take me down To solid walls of sound I'm a lady in a rock'n'roll hell I'm a lady under a spell I'm a lady in a rock 'n' roll hell A lady ! Rockin' angel under a spell Music and lights My kiss is fire and ice My body and soul Are chains for eternity I need a man A rock of steel No 'blue jean baby' at my chariot wheel I need a man of action Ready to set me free Take me down Where solar fires shake the ground Take me down To solid walls of sound
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#1433
January 12th, 2008, 02:21 AM
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Ain't No Sunshine
Artist: Bill Withers Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away. Wonder this time where she's gone, Wonder if she's gone to stay Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away. And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone, But ain't no sunshine when she's gone, only darkness everyday. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, And this house just ain't no home anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away. Anytime she goes away.
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#1434
January 13th, 2008, 01:15 AM
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Turn Turn Turn
Artist: Byrds To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be born, a time to die. A time to plant, a time to reap. A time to kill, a time to heal. A time to laugh, a time to weep. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to build up, a time to break down. A time to dance, a time to mourn. A time to cast away stones. A time to gather stones together. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of war, a time of peace. A time you may embrace. A time to refrain from embracing. To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to gain, a time to lose. A time to rend, a time to sow. A time for love, a time for hate. A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
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#1435
January 13th, 2008, 01:23 AM
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Apologize
Artist: Timbaland I'm holding on your rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then you go and cut me down But wait... You tell me that you're sorry Didn't think I'd turn around and say... That it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat (But that's nothing new) Yeah yeah I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue And you say "Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you But I'm afraid... It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late Woahooo woah It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah I'm holding your rope Got me ten feet off the ground...
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#1437
September 18th, 2008, 08:48 PM
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I got my Cat Scratch Fever eight-track
My best friend's in a gun rack I'm a lowlife I owe everybody money I think racist jokes are funny I'm a lowlife I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out With your wife Cuz I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I got kids I never seen And their momma's seventeen I'm a lowlife I take strippers out to breakfast You can add that to my checklist I'm a lowlife Ahh the landlord called the rent is due I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo I Rock n Roll all night Cuz I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife Livin' the highlife I'm watchin' porno on the TV Wonderin' why she'd ever leave me I'm a lowlife The object of my affection Asked the police for protection I'm a lowlife The romance is gone, I'm doin' fine Me and your mom had a real good time Just last night Cuz I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I make black music for the white man Keep cocaine upon my nightstand I'm a lowlife Ain't never hung out in the Catskills But I've been to jail in Nashville I'm a lowlife I've got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out With your wife I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife I'm a lowlife Livin' the highlife 
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#1438
October 9th, 2008, 11:37 AM
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Mother's Little Helper
(Jagger/Richards) What a drag it is getting old "Kids are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say Mother needs something today to calm her down And though she's not really ill There's a little yellow pill She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day "Things are different today," I hear ev'ry mother say Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old "Men just aren't the same today" I hear ev'ry mother say They just don't appreciate that you get tired They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more What a drag it is getting old "Life's just much too hard today," I hear ev'ry mother say The pusuit of happiness just seems a bore And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day
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#1439
November 19th, 2008, 09:17 PM
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U and UR Hand
Pink Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Check it out Going out On the late night Looking tight Feeling nice It's a COCK fight I can tell I just know That it's going down Tonight At the door we don't wait cause we know them At the bar six shots just beginning That's when dick head put his hands on me But you see I'm not here for your entertainment You don't really want to mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over Before it began Keep your drink just give me the money It's just you and your hand tonight Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Midnight I'm drunk I don't give a ***k Wanna dance By myself Guess you're outta luck Don't touch Back up I'm not the one Buh bye Listen up it's just not happening You can say what you want to your boyfriends Just let me have my fun tonight Aiight I'm not here for your entertainment You don't really want to mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over Before it began Keep your drink just give me the money It's just you and your hand tonight Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh Break break Break it down In the corner with your boys you bet up five bucks To get at the girl that just walked in but she thinks you suck We didn't get all dressed up just for you to see So quit spilling your drinks on me yeah You know who you are High fivin, talkin SHIT, but you're going home alone arentcha? Cause I'm not here for your entertainment No You don't really want to mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second Just stop and take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over Know it's over Before it began Keep your drink just give me the money It's just you and your hand tonight It's just you and your hand I'm not here for your entertainment No no no You don't really want to mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second Just take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over Before it began Keep your drink just give me the money It's just you and your hand tonight Yeah oh
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#1440
December 18th, 2008, 02:21 AM
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SEASONS OF LOVE
Five hundrend twenty five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundrend twenty five thousand moments so dear Five hundrend twenty five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year In daylight, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee, In inches, in miles in laughter, in strife, In Five hundrend twenty five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure a year in the life (chorus) How about Love how about love how about love measure in love seasons of love seasons of love Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty five thousand journeys to plan Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes how do you measure the life of a woman or a man In truth that she learned or in times that he cried In the bridges he burned or the way that she died Its time now to sing out though the story never ends lets celebrate remember a year in the life of friends
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