Being dubbed as a hunk sort of annoys me. It gives me a yucky feeling.
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Burning Love
(words & music by linde)
Lord almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
Its burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I dont know which way to go
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, Im flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love
Its coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please wont you help me
I feel like Im slipping away
Its hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord almighty,
Im burning a hole where I lay
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
Im just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Big Hunk O' Love (Alternate Take)
Hey baby, I ain't askin' much of you
No no no no no no no no baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
Don't be a stingy little mama
You're 'bout to starve me half to death
Well you can spare a kiss or two and
Still have plenty left, no no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
You're just a natural born beehive
Filled with honey to the top
Well I ain't greedy baby
All I want is all you got, no no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
I got wishbone in my pocket
I got a rabbit's foot 'round my wrist
You know I'd have all the things these lucky charms could bring
If you'd give me just one sweet kiss, no no no no no no no
Baby, I ain't askin' much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Big Hunk O Love
(words & music by aaron schroeder and sid wyche)
Hey baby, I aint askin much of you
No no no no no no no no baby, I aint askin much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o love will do
Dont be a stingy little mama
Youre bout to starve me half to death
Well you can spare a kiss or two and
Still have plenty left, no no no
Baby, I aint askin much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o love will do
Youre just a natural born beehive
Filled with honey to the top
Well I aint greedy baby
All I want is all you got, no no no
Baby, I aint askin much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o love will do
I got wishbone in my pocket
I got a rabbits foot round my wrist
You know Id have all the things these lucky charms could bring
If youd give me just one sweet kiss, no no no no no no no
Baby, I aint askin much of you
Just a big-a big-a hunk o love will do
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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That Certain Feeling
That certain feeling
The first time I met you
I hit the ceiling
I could not forget you
You were completely sweet
Oh, what could I do?
I wanted phrases
To sing his praises
That certain feeling
The one that they all know
No use concealing
Ive got what they call love
Now were together
Lets find out whether
Youre feeling, that feeling too
(bridge)
I felt it happen
Just as you came in view
Grew sort of dizzy
Thought gee, who is he?
That certain feeling
Im here to confess it
Is so appealing
No words can express it
I can not hide it
I must confide it
Im feeling that feeling, too.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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My Sweet Hunk Otrash
James p. johnson / flournoy e. miller
You dont act up too much
Aint got that glamour touch
Youre trifling lazy
Aint worth a cigarette ash
Look out here mamma
Look out here
You carry me too fast
Youre just my good for nothin
My sweet hunk o trash
My, my how you sound
Youre very short on looks
Dumb, when it comes to books
Look out, baby
Watch it, honey
And you stay full of corn
Just like a succotash
What you want me to do in my idle moments
Youre just a good-for-nothin
But my sweet hunk o trash
Let me get a word in there honey, you running your mouth
You said Ive worried you for years
Im just a barfly moochin beers
While you sweat over a hot stove slinging hash
Work my fingers right down to the elbows
Yes I may be good-for-nothin
But Im still your sweet hunk o trash
First to admit it baby
You said I spread my love all around
And with the chicks all over town
But, how can I when you keep me broke
So I cant spend no cash
Yes I may be good-for-nothin
But Im still your sweet hunk o trash
Listen hear pops,
You know you lie about your youth
I dont lie baby
Im just careless with the truth, thats all
How careless can you be
Oh, no
With all your chicks
You try to make a flash
Now baby
It aint like that, no
But youre still my good-for-nothin
My sweet hunk o trash
Now when you stay out very late
It sure makes me mad to wait how come, baby?
Cus, you come home too tired
To raise just one eyelash
Watch it baby
Watch it
Youre just good-for-nothin
But youre my sweet hunk o trash
Yes indeed!
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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But m like this since yesterday
I dn know i have some sort of feeling different
M not bore
M not sad
M not so happy
M not excited about anything
Not even in love
But m like this since yesterday
I came 2 know abt something
I became very sad
And then I felt happy for him
I dn know i have some sort of feeling different
My friend told me he is in love
He is just my frnd
But then after that I dont know i have some sort of feeling different
M not bore
M not sad
M not so happy
M not excited about anything
Not even in love
But m like this since yesterday
poem by shilpa Poetess
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Mowing Over More Woes
Leave me with my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub feeling lucky.
These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
With a nitpick, sticky, pricking fit,
That can make one go ballistic quick.
Time alone at home is wanted.
So I disconnect the phone.
Just to sit in quietness,
Away from lip flipped arguments.
To relax and feel free...
To sip,
On a cup of tea!
These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
But when I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Enjoying my time,
Relaxed...
With a cup of tea!
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.
When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense,
To keep a mowing over more woes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Your Dearest Friends
We, your dearest friends
Are having dinner without you
We're witty and we use it to be vicious
In just another minute
We'll laughing about you
To the untrained eye
It wouldn't look suspicious
We, your dearest friends
Don't really care if you have needs
Your hopes and dreams
Are trivial by your standards
We make fun of how you sing
And then we imitate your speech
And the stupid things
You say we like to slander
But we won't reel you out too far
'Cause after all, we need you for
Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here in faithlessness
To undermine your happiness
Toying with your paranoia
Everything you do annoys us
It annoys us
We remember how
You bought us all those gifts
You liked to make us think
You were so generous
Be careful in the future
Of everything you say and do
'Cause it can and will be used
Against you by us
We your dearest friends
Judge you "guilty
Here and now
Of thinking you're a star
When it's all over
Nobody wants you
And we the least of all
It's been a long time since
You had those famous lovers
But we won't reel you out too far
'Cause after all, we need you for
Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here
In faithlessness
To undermine your happiness
Toying with your paranoia
Everything you do annoys us
(it annoys the hell out of us)
It's not the straw
No, it's the final straw you'll say
Finally you've grown a sturdy backbone
There'll be no invitation to
Your rocky coast this year
Your queenly voice will
Ice us down the telephone
You'll never guess who's joining us
For brandy later on
That's right, it's your bete noir from hell
That's who
Are you worried we might spill the beans
Are you worried we might tell
About your little visit to the bin when
you were cuckoo?
But we won't reel you out too far
'Cause after all, we need you for
Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here in faithlessness
To undermine your happiness
Toying with your paranoia
Everything you do annoys us
It annoys us
Toying with your paranoia
You have an unforgiveable personality
Unforgettable, yes
We were so happy once in the Garden of
the Finzi-Continis
Oh, yes we were
Never more, never more
Here comes the waiter
We'll just put it on your house charge
You'll never know the difference
Never notice
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Yucky!
How can you
Smooch a guy
Who rims you?
It’s so yucky!
I can never do.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Feeling your absence
Why sometimes i feel tense,
seems as somethings keep its fence
around me n my mind,
that moment not able to do anything,
behave in very confusing n strange manner,
what happened, me not getting anything,
my mind in some sort of panic,
but then it comes to my conscious damn ironic
me in confusion,
due to some sort of illusion,
but even after knowing the reason,
dun find any solution in my vision,
its the same feeling keeping me still,
feeling ur absence,
lacking ur comments, voice,
ur care,
my life full with irony
slowly losing each symphony...
poem by Shashi Prakash
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The Ballad Of Kent Marlow
You did a really rotten thing
And let scout take all the blame
You wrecked his reputation
And left that poor boy in shame
Yeah, but now I think its time
To show who really did the crime
Kent marlow, youre a dirty, lyin, worthless hunk of slime
Kent marlow, youre a dirty, cheatin
Lyin, no good, lousy, stinkin
Back stabbin, scum suckin, worthless hunk of slime
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Onomatopoeia
Onomatopoeia every time I see ya
My senses tell me hubba
And I just cant disagree
I get a feeling in my heart that I cant describe
Its sort of lub, dub, lub, dub
A sound in my head that I cant describe
Its sort of zoom, zip, hiccup, drip
Ding, dong, crunch, crack, bark, meow, whinnie, quack
Onomatopoeia in proximity ya
Rearrange my brain in a strange cacophony
I get a feeling somewhere that I cant describe
Its sort of uh, uh, uh, uh
A sound in my head that I cant describe
Its sort of whack, whir, wheeze, whine
Sputter, splat, squirt, scrape
Clink, clank, clunk, clatter
Crash, bang, beep, buzz
Ring, rip, roar, retch
Twang, toot, tinkle, thud
Pop, plop, plunk, pow
Snort, snuk, sniff, smack
Screech, splash, squish, squeek
Jingle, rattle, squeel, boing
Honk, hoot, hack, belch
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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This Feeling
I've never understood,
the truth of the heart,
I've never known,
this feeling I have.
I know it's true,
this feeling I have,
but you will never know,
this feeling is for you.
It's sort of a good thing,
that you don't know,
because then I won't,
be broken once more.
The heart doesn't lie,
the heart is true,
you'll never know,
my heart beats for you.
They say that this feeling,
will stay with you forever,
I don't know if it's true,
I just know it's you.
Tell me why it's you,
I see in my dreams,
why it's you,
I feel a calling to.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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You can sort of be married, you can sort of be divorced, you can sort of be living together, but you can't sort of have a baby.
quote by David Shire
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I walk around feeling a sort of existential guilt all the time; and honestly for me this house is a way of feeling less guilty about the universe.
quote by Julia Louis Dreyfus
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Caked In Dust
Nit picking is your 'special' gift.
And you snicker when you wish to needle.
Knowing it annoys a bit.
I'm bottled up.
You don't seem to know when it's enough.
I wish I could adhesive tape,
The flow of the rushing stuff...
I would love to hush up.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling like I'm sinking in a tub.
Corrupted by the notion this is love.
But the love I felt is caked in dust...
And pains me in the gut.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
Bottled up.
Like a pin stuck through a beetle.
Bottled up!
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
And this sickens me to heave...
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
Bottled up.
Like a pin stuck through a beetle.
Bottled up!
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
And this sickens me to heave...
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
I'm bottled up.
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
And I know this gives you pleasing relief!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I suppose all of us - we have the old Protestant work ethic of feeling guilty when you're not working, and getting a buzz from feeling like you're really busy. That's the reason to sort of carry on.
quote by Jonny Greenwood
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Belinda Ate a Booger
Belinda ate a booger,
On our field trip to Kentucky,
I can't believe she did that,
It's just so very yucky!
I think it's really nasty,
I'd die if they all knew,
One time in the first grade...
I ate a booger too!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Feeling
Deep in my heart
I have this feeling...
Feeling to be good
Feeling to be kind
Feeling to be open
Noble, gentle, and humble...
Feeling to be helpful
Feeling to be truthful
Feeling to be respectful
Faithful, cheerful, and thoughtful...
Feeling to be friendly
Feeling to be sincere
Feeling to be polite
Considerate, obedient, and honest...
And a feeling to make
The world a happy nest.
Search your heart
And tap that feeling
The feeling of serenity
The feeling of tranquillity
The feeling of grace
The feeling of peace
The feeling of love
The feeling of life
The feeling that leads you
To the realm of light.
Nurture this feeling
Think and let it grow...
The feeling will rid
The world of its sorrow
And this feeling will bring
An all new tomorrow.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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Can't Stop
I Can't Stop [Controversy Music]
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I can't stop this feeling I got
I feel it right down to my toes
I can't stop this feeling I got
My body want you don't you know
I can't stop this feeling I got
It's running all down my leg
I can't stop this feeling I got
Why you wanna make me beg
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
You know I can't sleep at night
I can't stop you know I love you a lot
I never want you out of my sight
I can't stop this feeling I got
I get to shakin' all in my shoes
I can't stop this feeling I got
The doctor said there's nothing that he can do
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
My body wants you. I want you, want you
I can't stop this feeling I got
Baby, baby, baby. Yeah
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
No.
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
Feeling, feeling, feeling, ooh.
Huh, if that don't work
Yeah what
song performed by by Prince
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