repo_4 Posted May 28, 2012 Share Posted May 28, 2012 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=loIUe0iCHBE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
grego Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 love the morrissey/smiths posts (november spawned a monster and hairdresser on fire are classics), and the world party post. Both Sides Now Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds * that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As ev'ry fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all ================================ also, i've always loved pink floyds (roger waters, really) the final cut. i'm in the minority with my opinion on this album, but i cant help it. i really like it. through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes i can barely define the shape of this moment in time and far from flying high in clear blue skies i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide if you negotiate the minefield in the drive and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall dial the combination. open the priesthole and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall there's a kid who had a big hallucination making love to girls in magazines he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith could anybody love him or is it just a crazy dream and if i show you my dark side will you still hold me tonight and if i open my heart to you and show you my weak side what would you do would you sell your story to rolling stone would you take the children away and leave me alone and smile in reassurance as you whisper down the phone would you send me packing or would you take me home thought i oughta bare my naked feelings thought i oughta tear the curtain down i held the blade in trembling hands prepared to make it but just then the phone rang i never had the nerve to make the final cut Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twa Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Waylon The only two things in life that make it worth livin' Is guitars that tune good and firm feelin' women .. I've always been crazy and the trouble that it's put me through I've been busted for things that I did, and I didn't do I can't say I’m proud of all of the things that I’ve done But I can say I’ve never intentionally hurt anyone I've always been different with one foot over the line Winding up somewhere one step ahead or behind It ain't been so easy but I guess I shouldn't complain I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane Beautiful lady are you sure that you understand The chances your taking loving a free living man Are you really sure you really want what you see Be careful of something that's just what you want it to be I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane Nobody knows if it's something to bless or to blame So far I ain't found a rhyme or a reason to change I've always been crazy but it's kept me from going insane ... I don’t look the way the average cowboy singer looks. I’ll admit I’ve taken things I never shoulda took. You can read a different story in a lot of different books. But even then you won’t really know, How it was a long time ago. Women have been my trouble since I found out they weren’t men. In spite of that I stopped and took a wife now and then. They built their fences high but they couldn’t hold me in. I was born with a fire down below, And I learned to fly a long time ago. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Some 70s pop lyrical brilliance :thumbsup: Moonlight Feels Right - Starbuck The wind blew some luck in my direction I caught it in my hands today I finally made a tricky French connection You winked and gave me your OK I'll take you on a trip beside the ocean And drop the top at Chesapeake Bay Ain't nothin' like the sky to dose a potion The moon'll send you on your way Moonlight feels right Moonlight feels right If You Could Read My Mind - Gordon Lightfoot If you could read my mind, love What a tale my thoughts could tell Just like an old time movie 'Bout a ghost from a wishing well In a castle dark or a fortress strong With chains upon my feet You know that ghost is me And I will never be set free As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see If I could read your mind, love, What a tale your thoughts could tell Just like a paperback novel The kind the drugstores sell Then you reached the part where the heartaches come The hero would be me But heroes often fail And you won't read that book again Because the ending's just too hard to take Livin' For The City - Stevie Wonder A boy is born in hard time Mississippi Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty His parents give him love and affection To keep him strong moving in the right direction Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha! His father works some days for fourteen hours And you can bet he barely makes a dollar His mother goes to scrub the floor for many And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny Living just enough, just enough for the city...yeah His sister's black but she is sho 'nuff pretty Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy To walk to school she's got to get up early Her clothes are old but never are they dirty Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many His patience's long but soon he won't have any To find a job is like a haystack needle Cause where he lives they don't use colored people Living just enough, just enough for the city... Family Affair - Sly & The Family Stone One child grows up to be Somebody that just loves to learn And another child grows up to be Somebody you'd just love to burn Mom loves the both of them You see it's in the blood Both kids are good to Mom 'Blood's thicker than mud' It's a family affair it's a family affair Newlywed a year ago But you're still checking each other out Nobody wants to blow Nobody wants to be left out You can't leave, 'cause your heart is there But you can't stay, 'cause you been somewhere else You can't cry, 'cause you'll look broke down But you're cryin' anyway 'cause you're all broke down It's a family affair Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
grego Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 If You Could Read My Mind - Gordon Lightfoot oh, thats a great one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
spjunkies Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Please don't kill me, but another Smith Classic that I just thought of... Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head And as I climb into an empty bed Oh well, enough said I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go, mother Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head See, the sea wants to take me The knife wants to slit me Do you think you can help me? Sad veiled bride, please be happy Handsome groom, give her room Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly Although she needs you more than she loves you And I know it's over Still I cling I don't know where else I can go It's over, it's over, it's over I know it's over And it never really began But in my heart it was so real And you even spoke to me and said: "If you're so funny Then why are you on your own tonight? And if you're so clever Then why are you on your own tonight? If you're so very entertaining Then why are you on your own tonight? If you're so very good looking Why do you sleep alone tonight? I know because tonight is just like any other night That's why you're on your own tonight With your triumphs and your charms While they are in each other's arms" It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes strength to be gentle and kind It's over, over, over It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes guts to be gentle and kind It's over, over, over Love is natural and real But not for you, my love Not tonight my love Love is natural and real But not for such as you and I, my love Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sQPZ9dD9v8&feature=related Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gracelander Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 The Flying Burrito Brothers, "Hot Burrito #1", Gram Parsons was a genius. This is a pretty song that i've always loved. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tHoNZp7POA Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Going Commando Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 I studied poetry in school, I'm a snob. Song lyrics almost always fall short of the kind of lyrical quality of good poetry because they're contrived to fit into rhythms and rhyming structures for the music, plus they're usually narrative or at least themed. Also most musicians are musicians first, have no formal training in creative writing, and their poetry is very amateur. But some musicians have a real poetic voice within their song lyrics that's impressive. Songs are funny too. The content of the lyrics is typically much less important than the way they're sung. Joanna Newsom for one. She's got a strong creative writing background and her songwriting is really superior. You're good with just about anything off of Have One on Me. But "Does Not Suffice" and "Go Long" are especially brilliant. Does Not Suffice is one of the most moving breakup songs I've ever heard. I also love Annie Clark's songs. The whole package is good, she's a fantastic singer and guitar player, but her lyrics can really impress and move me in particular. Strange Mercy was a great album, the title track is amazing. "Year of the Tiger" is good too. It's really really hard to tell a coherent narrative in a song and have it be strong but she manages it pretty well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zoony Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Secured under the weight of watchful eyes, Lulled to sleep under clear expansive skies. Somewhere in these prying hearts Conflicting histories tear us apart And we hope we don't get what we deserve, Hide behind the targets in front of all the people we serve. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chachie Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 the The - Love Is Stronger Than Death Lovelovelove Lovelovelove Me & my friend were walking In the cold light of mourning. Tears may blind the eyes but the soul is not deceived In this world even winter aint what it seems. Here come the blue skies here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. Lovelovelove is stronger than death. Lovelovelove is stronger than death. In our lives we hunger for those we cannot touch. All the thoughts unuttered & all the feelings unexpressed Play upon our hearts like the mist upon our breath. But, awoken by grief, our spirits speak How could you believe that the life within the seed That grew arms that reached And a heart that beat. And lips that smiled And eyes that cried. Could ever die? Here come the blue skies here comes springtime. When the rivers run high & the tears run dry. When everything that dies. Shall rise. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Shy - Prince After a look much louder than words she said "I passed my initiation A friend of mine, he got killed and in retaliation I shot the boy Twice in the head No regrets, no sorrow I'm goin' back tomorrow 2 make sure he's dead" Do What You Have To Do - Sarah McLachlan What ravages of spirit Conjured this tempestuous rage Created you a monster Broken by the rules of love And fate has lead you through it You do what you have to do And fate has led you through it You do what you have to do And I have the sense to recognize that I don't know how to let you go Every moment marked With apparitions of your soul I'm ever swiftly moving Trying to escape this desire The yearning to be near you I do what I have to do The yearning to be near you I do what I have to do But I have the sense to recognize That I don't know how to let you go I don't know how To let you go A glowing ember Burning hot Burning slow Deep within I'm shaken by the violence Of existing for only you I know I can't be with you I do what I have to do I know I can't be with you I do what I have to do And I have sense to recognize but I don't know how to let you go I don't know how to let you go I don't know how to let you go Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Sinister Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
B.Lloyd Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Hard in the Paint -- Waka Flocka Flame Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
E-Dog Night Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Women think I'm tasty But they're always trying to waste me Make me burn the candle right down Baby, baby I don't need your jewel in my crown 'Cause all of you women Is low down gamblers Cheatin' like I don't know how Baby, I'm going crazy Got the fever in the funkhouse now This low down ****in' Got my po' feet a-itchin; Don't you know the deuce is still wild Baby, I can't stay You got to roll me And call me the Tumblin' Dice --- Always in a hurry Never stop to worry Don't see the time passing by Honey, got no money I'm all 6's and 7's and 9's Say now baby I'm the rank outsider You can be my partner in crime Baby, I can't stay You got to roll me And call me the Tumblin' Dice --- Oh, my my my I'm the lone crap shooter Playing the field every night Baby, I can't stay You got to roll me And call me the Tumblin' Dice Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sticksboi05 Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 For anyone living the struggle this is your anthem. Richard Ashcroft is so underrated. Like many other 90's Brit bands, lives partially in the shadow of Oasis. But The Verve's biggest hit is also a masterpiece lyrically just as it is musically (don't care if it was a ripped sample, the way the strings were used was creative). Seriously if this song comes on and you don't get sucked into it, you have no soul, well, at least, you might as well not. Bittersweet Symphony. Cause it's a bitter sweet symphony this life... Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down... You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeah. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next... I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no,no,no Well I've never prayed, But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah. I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah. I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now. But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no Have you ever been down? I can't change, I can't change... Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life. Trying to make ends meet, trying to find somebody then you die. You know I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change but I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next. ///I can't change my mold, no,no,no,no,no/// (It's just sex and violence melody and silence) (It's just sex and violence melody and silence) (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (It justs sex and violence melody and silence) (I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down) (Been down) (Ever been down) Best song out of the Britpop era along with Common People and Live Forever. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Corcaigh Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Dead Kennedys - We've got a bigger problem now ... for the Dallas Cowboys reference alone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Califan007 The Constipated Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Istanbul (Not Constantinople) - The Four Lads Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night Every gal in Constantinople Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul (Istanbul) Istanbul (Istanbul) Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drtdrums Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 I really hope this post convinces one person to listen to this band; their singer/lyricist, Mark Salomon, is also an amazing writer of prose. They are one of the greatest hidden gems of the musical universe as far as I'm concerned. Somehow stumbled my way home, stood inside the doorway Staring blind through rooms I knew were missing more than the paintings on the walls It's hard to call this home, I'm more that just alone Have I been passed by and left behind again I feel it pulling me It's heavy No desire to wonder why the answers have so long escaped me But the arms are open wide to rivers underneath the surface Follow with the tide ease into the cooler water Farewell and all goodbyes to the shoreline I'll see you when I see you Silhouette against the stone romantic standing at the edge Of mystery now a tragedy left to count as mortals long grown cold The story goes untold and no one ever knows It just disappears beneath the fears He killed And I feel them pulling me Heavy No desire to wonder why the answers have so long escaped me But the arms are open wide to rivers underneath the surface Follow with the tide ease into the cooler water Farewell and all goodbyes to the shoreline Remember when we Did you see them Don't forget this moment ever We belong this is home I've missed you so For now and always I cannot recall My life before this I feel it pulling me It's heavy No desire to wonder why the answers have so long escaped me But the arms are open wide to rivers underneath the surface Follow with the tide, outside ease into the cooler water Farewell and all goodbyes to the shoreline I'll see you when I see you I'll see you when I see you To prove it's not a fluke: You slipped from my arms, I knew you had to go Such a heavy heart, who could hope to hold And I know where you're going, and that's the hardest part No matter where tonight ends, you won't escape your broken heart Stay a while Helpless for the words, and it tightens up the air It's not what you deserve, it's not for lack of care Inside of me is screaming out, I'm praying for my prayers Distracting and unworthy of each and every burning tear Seems insincere Do I see God in all of this, maybe all along It's just that we're so small, and simply not as strong Strong like wings of silver, and feathers made of gold To carry heavy hearts, to cover all our helpless souls To cover all of us Under wings of Gold and Silver sometimes we have to hide For shelter from this bitter winter at least tonight If it were mine to give I'd give you your own time Turn it back or forward whatever you decide ____________________________________ Oh, heck, one more. This one is just incredible: Sleepless eyes open wide before Heaven I stand again If there's no winning this war tonight I was wondering If you could steady my spinning head And trusting gets harder now I wish you were here beside me My failures my fears and doubts have been haunting me I'm just not who I thought I'd be Freefall weightless and terrified On I go crossing over from living to so alive And purified I know weeping is cast for the night And joy... Thought I was a good man and fell short of my standards Now what am I left with All or nothing And my first taste of freedom Freefall weightless and terrified On I go crossing over from living to so alive And purified I know weeping is cast for the night And joy... If I fall down If I fail you When I fall down When I fail you I hope to find you there I hope to find you there I know I'll find you there I've always found you there When I fall down, down Freefall weightless and terrified On I go crossing over from living to so alive And purified I know weeping is cast for the night But joy comes in the morning Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burgold Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Constantinople reminded me of how impressed I was the first time I heard the Star Wars version of Bye, Bye American Pie by Wierd Al. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
grego Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Please don't kill me, but another Smith Classic that I just thought of... theres a light that never goes out.....its a classic. Take me out tonight Where there's music and there's people And they're young and alive Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one Anymore Take me out tonight Because I want to see people and I Want to see life Driving in your car Oh, please don't drop me home Because it's not my home, it's their Home, and I'm welcome no more And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine Take me out tonight Take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care And in the darkened underpass I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last (But then a strange fear gripped me and I Just couldn't ask) ] Take me out tonight Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one, da ...Oh, I haven't got one And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten-ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine Oh, There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out There Is A Light And It Never Goes Out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Koolblue13 Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 There's soooo many but for now I just want to echo Predicto's comments (I mean Bob Dylan, c'mon) and note previous mention of Simon & Garfunkel (numerous, but Sounds of Silence is always worth a nod), Knopfler's Romeo & Juliet, and McLachlan's Angel (go ahead and give me ****, I dare ya), Don Quixote by Gordon Lightfoot, Cohen's Suzanne, Shawn Colvin's Trouble, and of course, the incomparable In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida :pfft:. I love talented lyricists. Romeo and Juliet is possibly the most beautiful song ever written and has defined a couple of my favorite failed relationships. Also, if somebody had never heard of Rock and Roll, I would play them Sultans of Swing, which is rumored to be about the joint I use to work, John and Peters. ---------- Post added May-29th-2012 at 08:08 AM ---------- Dead Kennedys - We've got a bigger problem now ... for the Dallas Cowboys reference alone. Glad somebody picked up on that reference. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HogNose Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Procol Harum- A Whiter Shade of Pale We skipped the light fandango turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick but the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink the waiter brought a tray And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale She said, 'There is no reason and the truth is plain to see.' But I wandered through my playing cards and would not let her be one of sixteen vestal virgins who were leaving for the coast and although my eyes were open they might have just as well've been closed And so it was that later as the miller told his tale that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
greenspandan Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 Propagandhi - Iteration Donald wept through the proceedings. His tears soaked through the canvas that cloaked his twisted face and they stained his orange jumpsuit where with such rare distinction he once displayed the evidence of his outstanding contributions to the maintenance of a kingdom come. But those days are gone. He’s nothing more than a number on a docket thick with shareholders, engineers, PR firms, politicians: war-profiteers. How the **** did I end up here? This just isn’t fair. Ain’t no place for a millionaire. He searches for the words to stop this table in mid-turn, like “we are but old men” and “we only did what we were told,” but the laughter from the gallery drowns out these vestiges of a profession’s oldest defense. The court will direct the record to reflect compliments from the bench; you sir, are central casting’s crowning achievement. And for your outstanding performance in a comedic role, I’d like to dedicate the findings of the jury to the dead. But how can one man ever repay a debt so appalling? Can’t gouge 10,000 eyes from a single head so I think we should observe a sentence that will serve to satisfy both a sense of function and poetry: so you will spend the rest of your days drenched in sweat, with your face drawn in a rictus of terror as you remove another buried land mine fuse. Meanwhile, 100 yards back behind the sandbags, a legless foreman pulls the trigger on a red megaphone. Squelching feedback. Drunken laughter. Broken English. His dead daughter’s picture. Time and tide, no one can anticipate the inevitable waves of change. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TradeTheBeal! Posted May 29, 2012 Share Posted May 29, 2012 No love for Steel Panther? I want to tell you 'bout something fun So I wrote you this song If you've ever been to Disneyland You know the lines can be real long But I got a ride that the ****es love And you won't have to wait at all All you've got to do is ditch your boyfriend And give sexy Michael Starr a call I'll take your ass for a weenie ride Spread your cheeks and swallow your pride It's scary like a rollercoaster It will stretch you out so wide Gonna take your ass for a weenie ride Hold on tight 'cause I'm coming inside It's better than a ferris wheel or a water slide It's a weenie ride I want to sing about a thing That's funner than a swing And better than the Monkey bars You can take it on the couch Or your waterbed Or in the back of your Daddy's car And it's open all day Nighttime too Seven ****ing days a week It only shuts down intermittently So I can take a leak So put that snatch on a weenie ride Ride her face down or on your side You'll be amazed what you can fit in there When some leverage is applied Open your legs for a weenie ride You won't be the first to see it and cry Just bring the baby wipes and some astroglide It's a weenie ride Oh yeah Scream for me... Scream out in Ecstacy... Honey, won't you try the weenie ride You're never gonna be the same Baby, how you gonna get to Heaven If you can't take a little pain? Step right up for a weenie ride It's even more fun when you're gagged and tied Oops, I think I got a little DNA All over your backside Go on and tell your friends about the weenie ride You can charge admission, baby, I don't mind Even with a big old muff you won't get denied For the weenie ride Ooooooooh Weenie Weenie Weenie Weenie Weenie Weenie Weenie Ride (It's a weenie ride) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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