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some good lyrics in there:

 

spinal tap: big bottom yes!

 

ST - you cant bring me down

 

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From four till late

I was wringin my hands and cryin

From four till late

I was wringin my hands and cryin

I believe to my soul

that your daddy's Gulfport bound

From Memphis to Norfolk

is a thirty six hour ride

From Memphis to Norfolk

is a thirty six hour ride

A mans like a prisoner

and he's never satisfied

A woman is like a dresser

some man is always ramblin through its drawers

A woman is like a dresser

some man is always ramblin through its drawers

It cause so many men

wear an apron overhaul

From four until late

she get with a no good bunch and clown

From four until late

she get with a no good bunch and clown

Now, she won't do nothin

but tear a good mans reputation down

When I leave this town,

I'm 'onna bid you fare...farewell

When I leave this town,

I'm 'onna bid you fare...farewell

And when I return again

you'll have a great long story to tell

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Originally posted by baja85

Yes I'm a new world samurai, and a redneck nonetheless

Yes I'm a new world samurai, and I can read your mind.


CLUTCH

 

 

Condoleeza's rice is nice but I prefer a-roni

 

And that man on the TV who speaks to the dead, you know that man's a phony

 

Everybody move to Canada, smoke lotsa pot everybody move to Canada, RIGHT NOW!!

 

Here's how we do it....

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I like big butts and I can not lie

You other brothers can't deny

That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist

And a round thing in your face

You get sprung, wanna pull out your tongue

'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed

Deep in the jeans she's wearing

I'm hooked and I can't stop staring

Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha

And take your picture

My homeboys tried to warn me

But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny

Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin

You say you wanna get in my Benz?

Well, use me, use me

'Cause you ain't that average groupy

I've seen them dancin'

The hell with romancin'

She's sweat, wet,

Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette

I'm tired of magazines

Sayin' flat butts are the thing

Take the average black man and ask him that

She gotta pack much back

So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)

Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)

Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)

Shake that healthy butt!

Baby got back!

 

(LA face with Oakland booty)

Baby got back!

 

[sir Mix-a-Lot]

I like 'em round, and big

And when I'm throwin' a gig

I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal

Now here's my scandal

I wanna get you home

And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh

I ain't talkin' bout Playboy

'Cause silicone parts are made for toys

I want 'em real thick and juicy

So find that juicy double

Mix-a-Lot's in trouble

Beggin' for a piece of that bubble

So I'm lookin' at rock videos

Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes

You can have them bimbos

I'll keep my women like Flo Jo

A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya

I won't cuss or hit ya

But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *{censored}*

Til the break of dawn

Baby got it goin' on

A lot of simps won't like this song

'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it

And I'd rather stay and play

'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong

And I'm down to get the friction on

So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}

If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}

Then turn around! Stick it out!

Even white boys got to shout

Baby got back!

 

Baby got back!

Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'

to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she's 5'3".

 

[sir Mix-a-Lot]

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda

But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda

My anaconda don't want none

Unless you've got buns, hun

You can do side bends or sit-ups,

But please don't lose that butt

Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role

And tell you that the butt ain't gold

So they toss it and leave it

And I pull up quick to retrieve it

So Cosmo says you're fat

Well I ain't down with that!

'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'

And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'

To the beanpole dames in the magazines:

You ain't it, Miss Thing!

Give me a sista, I can't resist her

Red beans and rice didn't miss her

Some knucklehead tried to dis

'Cause his girls are on my list

He had game but he chose to hit 'em

And I pull up quick to get wit 'em

So ladies, if the butt is round,

And you want a triple X throw down,

Dial 1-900-MIXALOT

And kick them nasty thoughts

Baby got back!

 

(Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x]

 

 

 

 

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And here's the real ones. Don't really like Lennon, bu it's a great line:

 

"Life is just what happens to you,

While you're busy making other plans."

 

:thu:

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Fare you well, my honey, fare you well my only true one.

All the birds that were singing are flown, except you alone.

 

Going to leave this brokedown palace,

On my hand and knees, I will roll, roll, roll.

Make myself a bed in the waterside,

In my time, I will roll, roll roll.

 

In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside I will lay my head.

Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

 

River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy,

Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home.

It

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... I just want to know about,

the grooves behind your mind,

do I see a vacuum there,

or am I going blind.

is it just remains,

of vibrations,

echos long ago,

things like "love the world,"

and "let your fancy flow" ...

 

 

and

 

... and then one day you find,

10 years have got behind you,

noone told you when to run,

you missed the starting gun ...

 

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So I would not be so all alone- -

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EH-EVERYBODY MUST GET STONED! :cool:

 

 

 

 

Of course he wasn't actually talking about herb, but either way, herbal or bashing by "the man", it's a cool lyric.

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"Drinkin's always done when to suns up in the sky.

The sun is always up somewhere, it's my turn to buy.."

 

OR

 

"Drunk driven, is what i like to do

I like drunk driven with you."

 

OR

 

"It's only funny untill some gets hurt

and then it's just hilarious."

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and the road becomes my bride

I have stripped of all but pride

so in her I do confide

and she keeps me satisfied

gives me all I need

 

...and with dust in throat I crave

only knowledge will I save

to the game you stay a slave

rover wanderer

nomad vagabond

call me what you will

 

but I'll take my time anywhere

free to speak my mind anywhere

and I'll redefine anywhere

anywhere I may roam

where I lay my head is home

 

...and the earth becomes my throne

I adapt to the unknown

under wandering stars I've grown

by myself but not alone

I ask no one

 

...and my ties are severed clean

the less I have the more I gain

off the beaten path I reign

rover wanderer

nomad vagabond

call me what you will

 

but I'll take my time anywhere

I'm free to speak my mind anywhere

and I'll never mind anywhere

anywhere I may roam

where I lay my head is home

 

but i'll take my time anywhere

free to speak my mind

and I'll take my find anywhere

anywhere I may roam

where I lay my head is home

 

carved upon my stone

my body lie, but still I roam

wherever I may roam

 

 

 

This song does it for me!

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Lyrics to "Nutshell" by Alice In Chains.

"If I can't be my own, I'd feel better dead."

 

We chase misprinted lies

We face the path of time

And yet I fight

And yet I fight

This battle all alone

No one to cry to

No place to call home

 

Oooh...Oooh...

Oooh...Oooh...

 

My gift of self is raped

My privacy is raked

And yet I find

And yet I find

Repeating in my head

If I can't be my own

I'd feel better dead

 

Oooh...Oooh...

Oooh...Oooh...

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"Dear diary,

Mood: apathetic

My life is a spiral downward, and i couldn't get enough money to go to the blood red romance and suffocate me dry concert. It sucks cuz they play some of my favorite songs like "stab my heart because i love you" and "rip apart my soul" and of course "stab you, rip stab stab". And it doesn't help that i couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band can do some days"

I

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