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Boogies

Beefsteak charlie says to porky the pig
"i can see the party lights
Someone's throwin' a bash and it sure looks big
Down at the slaughterhouse tonight."
Say, let's get together and hit the buffet
You might as well stuff yourself,
They'll only throw it away
Old colonel sanders says to elsie the cow
"golly, baby you're the one
Two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce,
Pickle, cheese, onions on a sesame seed bun."
Say, we just got time for a roll in the hay
Might as well stuff yourself
They've come to take you away
I know where you're going, i can tell
Don't go looking for me down in hamburger hell
Don't misunderstand me, i wish you well
Don't go looking for me down in hamburger hell

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Rot Stuff

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'
Waitin' for this funeral to end
Dug up about a thousand graves lately
My tastes are what some might call
A little more then just off the wall

Lookin' for some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have some rot stuff
Gotta have your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need rot stuff
I want some rot stuff

Lookin' for a lover who's 6 feet under
Don' t want another night on my own
Wanna share my fetish with a cold blooded lover
Wanna bring a dead man back home

Gotta have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have something cold
Gotta have something rotting under me tonight
I need rot stuff
Cold rot
Lookin' for cold rot

Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot

How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Gimme a little rot stuff this evenin'
Rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need something cold and rotting
Lookin' for some rot stuff
Wanna make love to a dead man tonight

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out
No more listening to this funeral march can I do
Won't waste another night or moment on my own
I've dug up about a hundred graves baby
I'm bound to find somebody as horny as I am tonight

Gonna have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby this evenin'
Need something cold and rotting under me baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight

Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot

How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight

Rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby tonight (yeah)
Wanna have your rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
How about some rot stuff this evenin'

poem by Ramona Thompson
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Kentucky Fried Blues

I got no time to eat
I got no time to sleep
I got a truck full of stuff
Shouldve been there last week
Ive been livin in truck stops
My body feels used
Got the hamburger thats right, yeah
The kentucky fried blues
Flyin high in my cab
Got my foot on the gas
Got to get there tonight
Showin nothin but a pass
Tired of livin in truck stops, have mercy
My body feels used
Got the hamburger, thats right, yeah
Kentucky fried blues
Even in the fast lane
Seems to slow down my brain
Got one hell of a deadline
Riggers do not complain
Tired of livin in truck stops
Lord my body feels used
Got the hamburger thats right yeah, yeah, yeah
Kentucky fried blues.
Words and music by dan mccafferty, manny charlton, pete agnew
And darrell sweet
(copyright 1977 mtb music,inc. for u.s.a. and canada)
(copyright 1977 nazsongs/panache music ltd. for the rest of the world)
International copyright secured
All rights reserved.

song performed by by Nazareth
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For our first date, I made Ryan Hamburger Helper, which is basically what I grew up on. I make my own version of it now, with macaroni and cheese and hamburger meat. And the kids - it's their favorite dinner.

quote by Reese Witherspoon
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Mr. Big Toe Goes To The Window

Mr. Big Toe, Mr. Big Toe wouldn’t you know,
drives up to the take out window.
He orders a burger with Hamburger Help hand by his side,
they were driving around town having a fun time.
Then Mr. Big Toe gets really stuffed,
now he is in a big grumpy gruff.
He tells Mrs. Hamburger Helper to get out of his truck.
Mrs.Hamburger Helper say’s _______ off!
They realize they were not meant to be,
Hamburger Helper hand doesn’t smell that pretty.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Redevelopment Zones

They have turned certain regions,
Into redevelopment zones!
And that's the only 'interests' they have!
To destroy and rebuild...
To fill their pockets.
Creating industries to produce inferior products,
And call this achieving success and advancement!

And whenever visiting these transformed sites...
We are quick to notice where to obtain a soft drink,
And a good hamburger!
'Hold the pickle and the lettuce! '
This is the peace and democracy
They eliminate cultures to spread!
'With mayo and cheese, please! '
These are the reasons they must uphold,
And enforce their will...
Upon those with savage graces!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Luv Your Stuff

(myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/socan - ascap
Everytime I get restless, I see my hand knockin on your door
And everytime Im in a fix baby, I start actin like I need you more
Well Ive been lookin for someone to talk to
And Ive been searchin for a better way
And Ive been runnin all over town, girl
Ive been lookin each and every way, yeah
But you got somethin special
And Im bein on the level with you
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), mmm, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), at five oclock in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), still cant get enough
(great stuff, luv your stuff)
Livin like a fool in flames
You know that I been usin you, girl
And Im the one to blame
But babe, I got my cupboards all stocked and ready
What you get girl, is what you see
And youve been lookin inside my head now
And you got your arms wrapped around me, mmm
I got no thing for our candy
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), send the bill in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), get busy
I got no sense of reason, I know I gotta make a deal
Its all comin down to somethin baby, its tellin me I got to get real, huh
I got my senses in a tuft, Im all mixed up, my temperatures starting to rise
And I cant seem to stay away from you, girl, I think its more than we realized, yeah
Wont you look what its doin
Its your lovin girl, that gets me down
You got that thing that moves me, yeah
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff), Ill pay the price in the morning
(great stuff, luv your stuff), ooh, I luv your stuff
(great stuff, luv your stuff)

song performed by by April Wine
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What The Hell Do You Want

(tsk..why you gotta act like that?)
When I say that I love you, you ask me what I want
When I try to care for you woh-o hoa, you say I'm tryin' to front
When I'm tryin' to listen to you oh ho baby, you take it as a joke
And when I try to give you good advice yeah yeah, you swear that I don't know
So what the hell do you want? Uhn, Baby?
What the hell do you want, from me?
What the hell do you want, I need to know
What the hell do you want, baby
What the hell do you want from me
Baby, tell me,
What the hell do you want from me yeaah
Listen here, Baby,
I need to know right know
Tell me how
When I try to make love to you, oh yeah yeah yeah, you tell me not tonight
And when I wanna touch you, oh ho baby, you say that now is not the time
And when I wanna hold you, oh ouuh, you tell me you need space
But you just said I wasn't affectionate enough
That's what you told me yesterday
So what the hell do you want? Uhn, Baby?
What the hell do you want, from me?
What the hell do you want, I need to know
What the hell do you want, baby
What the hell do you want from me
I don't know what else to do yeah,
What the hell do you want frome me baby,yes
Listen
You tyin' to decieve me, you're tryin' to mislead me, yes yes
You didn't appreciate what I was doin'
Thank god I'm just gonna keep movin'
You can't hurt me no more yeah so I'm walking out that door
You can't hurt me no more so I'm walking out that door

song performed by by 112
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Million Dollar Bash (1)

by Bob Dylan
Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel in the gorge
And Turtle, that friend of theirs
With his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
With his cheese in the cash
They're all gonna be there
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Ev'rybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The harder they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there
She told him a yarn
Then along came Jones
Emptied the trash
Ev'rybody went down
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I'm hittin' it too hard
My stones won't take
I get up in the mornin'
But it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But we're all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
Punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
Then I made it over
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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The White Stuff

The white stuff, the white stuff
The first one was a sweet one
Second one was a blast
Soon I finished off the bag, ate em up real fast
You can see em in my teeth
Tell it when I talk
Had so many my pancreas just went into shock
I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
Its the most delicious thing I know
Ive had a zillion or two
In my life, theyre so right
My teeth are all rotted clear through
But who cares? what else am I supposed to do?
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oreo
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, the white stuff
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oreo
Whats in the middle? the white stuff
The first time that I tried it
Got a big sugar buzz
Nothing gets me high as that sandwhich cookie does
But I love the filling most
I rub it on my roast
Mix it in with my coffee and spread it on my toast
I love the white stuff, baby
In the middle of an oreo
I love the white stuff, baby
Take some with me everywhere I go
Might get a pimple or two
Well, so what? its all right
Now twinkies and ding dongs wont do
All I need... you know what it is
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oreo
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, the white stuff
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oreo
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, the white stuff
Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oreo
Whats in the middle? the white stuff

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Million Dollar Bash

Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel in the gorge
And turtle, that friend of theirs
With his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
With his cheese in the cash
Theyre all gonna be there
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Its that million dollar bash
Evrybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The harder they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Dont forget to flash
Were all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Its that million dollar bash
Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly nelly was there
She told him a yarn
Then along came jones
Emptied the trash
Evrybody went down
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Its that million dollar bash
Well, Im hittin it too hard
My stones wont take
I get up in the mornin
But its too early to wake
First its hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But were all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Its that million dollar bash
Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
Punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
Then I made it over
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Its that million dollar bash

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Harrisburg

The empire rings
The umpires not laughing
The presidents resented,
The ambassadors a night club
You cannot get it out
Its stuff you cannot taste or see
Its stuff you cannot smell
Its stuff thats twenty times as hot
As the hottest stuff in hell
Harrisburg, oh harrisburg
The plant is melting down
The people out in harrisburg
Are getting out of town
And when the stuff gets in
You cannot get it out
The company said it would not blow
The government said it might
Harrisburg, oh harrisburg
I wonder who was right
Who can leave it behind,
The curtains are drawn
Theres something I must say to you
You cannot get it out
(moginie/kevans)

song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Rock & Roll Hell

Been under fire sixteen years, just waitin for his time to come
He fought the lies, fought back the tears, cant wait to hear that starting gun
There aint nobody gonna step on his dreams
So he held his hands high and screamed
Chorus:
Get me out of this rock and roll hell, take me far away
Get me out of this rock and roll hell
Get me out of this rock and roll hell, I need to get away
Get me out of this rock and roll hell
Hes on the edge, he can feel it in his heart
This time the pressures really on
Hes gonna fight it, might even steal a guitar
This time tomorrow hell be gone
There aint nobody gonna tell him what to do
Think hes a little like me and you
Chorus
Hes on the run, wont stand for second place, but his turn may never come
Hes not a victim, you can see it in his face
But he cant see what hes become
Well, he wants it bad, but he wants no charity
He seems to think its his destiny
Get me out of this rock and roll hell, I need to get away
Get me out of this rock and roll hell
Chorus repeats out

song performed by by Kiss
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The Right Stuff

I was standing at 7:15 waiting for my babys car
Just then out stepped the driver of a limousine
And asked if I was going far
I said Ive got my mind made up
I dont wanna leave him baby cause its clear to me
That its just to tough to find another lover like mine
With the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Just friday bout a week ago
This fellow called me on the phone
And said i live in paris, dont you want to go
I know you must be all alone
Well, itll take more than a fancy trip
Or a chauffeured limousine
Cause I aint never seen no one
Who could give me love like this
The other fellows dont compare
To the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Sing
Hes the only to give me that lovin
Cause next to him there is no other one
Hes very sexy and oh so sweet
And he knocks me off my feet
Say it
I need the right stuff
I got to have the right stuff
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Written by salas/jones

song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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The Old Stuff

Oh I said a little prayer tonight
Before I came on stage
As I came walkin past the drivers and the locals on the union wage
I asked the dear lord up in heaven
Let me treat the music right
Then I prayed that detroit
Goes wild tonight.
Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van
Playin music never sleepin and workin on a neon tan
We played the barn down in sanford florida
For bev roberts out in camden park
We plugged it in up east at bull run and the place went dark.
Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the hard workin boys in the crew
It was one big party
But the business called it payin our dues
Back when the old stuff was new.
Oh the stories we could tell
If it werent for the code of the road
About the buckboard, bear creek, cowboys, and the grizzly rose
You know the weather turned bad in scottsdale
A tornado nearly stole the show
We just danced in the rain and listened to the thunder roll.
Back when the old stuff was new
Hats off to the k.c. opry and ella gurus
It was one big party
Uncle joe you know we owe it to you
Back when the old stuff was new.
No rules young fools comin from the old school
Takin on the world alone
Next date cant wait tearin up the interstate
Every place we played was home
Balls out no doubt this is what its all about
Beggin for a place to play
Swingin with our old friends
Prayin that it never ends
Wouldnt trade a single day.
Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the hard workin boys in the crew
It was one big party
But the papers called it payin our dues
Back when the old stuff was new.
Hey its still one big party
You can call it whatever you choose
You make me feel like the old stuff is new

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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He keeps his beef between the two buns,
Away from the hungry eyes of nuns,
Hamburger is his pride,
He's fully satisfied,
His blood is thick, but his heart still runs.

quote by by Marius Alexandru (4 April 2021)
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Roll Of The Dice

Well Ive been a losin gambler
Just throwin snake eyes
Love aint got me downhearted
I know up around the corner lies
My fools paradise
In just another roll of the dice
All my elevens and sevens been comin up
Sixes and nines
But since I fell for you baby
Been comin on changin times
Theyre just waitin over the rise
Just another roll of the dice
Ive stumbled and I know I made my mistakes
But tonight Im gonna be playin for all of the stakes
Well its never too late so come on girl
The tables are waiting
You and me and lady luck well tonight
Well be celebrating
Drinkin champagne on ice
In just another roll of the dice
High-rollers lay down your bets and Ill raise em
Well I know the odds aint in my favor
Maybe Im just a clown throwin down
Looking to come up busted
Im a thief in the house of love
And I cant be trusted
Well Ill be making my heist
In just another roll of the dice
Move on up
Come on seven
Roll me baby
In this fools heaven

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Lay Me Down

(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris)
Hes warmer than the radiator
Sweeter than caramel
The way he weaves his madness
And it puts me in a spell
He twists me round his finger
And I enjoy it so
Hold me in his tender arms
And never let me go
Hell never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
Chorus:
Do, down, lay me down (x4)
Theres never complication
Hell never compromise
His kisses never ending
And they send me to the sky
Hes understanding
And hell never let me down
He fills me up with passion
And hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Always be, he will always be around
Do, down, lay me down (x2)
You hear what I say
Do, down, lay me down (x3)
Hell never let me down
Do, down, lay me down
Do you know what it means to me
Do, down, lay me down
And hes everything, oh baby
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be, hell always be around

song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Rock and roll is the hamburger that ate the world.

quote by Peter York
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Burning Hell

Women got legs, men got pants
I got the picnic, you got the ants,
Put it in the fire heaven knows
Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
Women dont fret, boys dont bet
Let me see your silhouette in hell
Women above me take my love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Its a burning hell
Its a burning hell
Baby, baby, baby, Im hell
Its a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave
Baby, Ill put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
Im gonna leave you burning for more
Burn in the country, burn downtown
All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell
Its a burning hell
Youll burn in hell
Its a big, burning, giant, colossal matter
Hell
Oh baby, Im hell
Burn, burn, burn!

song performed by by REM
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Something Special

Stealing coins from the poor box
Im robbing the blind, but you wont
Understand, Im a wanted man
Got no choice in the matter
Im mad as a hatter
But she makes me do
Things I shouldnt do
My baby wants the best of everything
I cant refuse her when she starts to sing
Bring me something special
And Ill take you to heaven tonight
Going down to the street and
Ill pick on a pocket with a
Healthy wad, from some wealthy sod
Looking tough with a shooter
Ill stick up the bank
And take out, all that cash
Ill be, such a smash
My baby needs the best of everything
Lifes little luxuries to make her sing
Bring me something special and ill
Take you to heaven tonight
Look at her face and I wont need to explain
This is the stuff dreams are made of
Step in my shoes and you will feel no pain
Shes got the power to knock your socks off
My baby gets the best of everything
Its risky business but it makes her sing
Bring me something special
And ill, take you to heaven tonight
Bring me something special
And ill, take you to heaven tonight (2x)

song performed by by 10 Cc
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