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Spare Me A Little Of Your Love
Written by christine mcvie.
Why not lie here in my arms
And listen to the night
You must know you have certain charm
And I feel the time is right
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Now I know that I feel much more
Oh in every single way
And its not the same as before
It gets stronger everyday
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Now I know how the sun must feel
Every time it shines
And now I know this is real
And I want you to be mine
So spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little (just a little bit)
Spare me a little of your love (of your love)
Just a little bit
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Spare Me A Little Of Your Love
Why not lie here
In-a my arms
And just listen to the night.
You must know that you have
Certain charms,
And I feel,
And I feel the time is right.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
And I know that i
Feel much more
In-a
Every single way,
[ended / and its ? ] not the same
As before, it gets
Stronger [stronger],
Stronger every day.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Now I know how the
Sun must feel
Every time it shines,
And I know that
This is real and i
Want you to be mine.
So, spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
Come on, spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
One more time,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little,
Spare me a little of your love.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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No Time to Spare for God?
The precious time, God gave to us,
We find is not enough at all!
But we have time for everything,
Except to spare for God!
We have much time for sin and vice;
We have the time for things in vain;
We have the time for earthly joys,
Except to spare for God!
We find the time for worldly chores;
We find the time traditions seek;
We find the time for futile things,
Except to spare for God!
We have the time for fun and games;
We have the time for future plans;
We find the time for traveling,
Except to spare for God!
Yet, God gave us enough of time
For earthly wants, and divine needs;
The Lenten time is meant for God;
Give most to soul and God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-28-2010
poem by John Celes
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Guess What? ...Don't Care! ! !
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
You are
Crazy
And I am
A lady
All the
Cool things
You break
I clean
When will
You be
Respectful
To me
I'll make
One last
Prediction
You'll pass
You stink
I know
You'll be
Down low
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
Guess what (Guess what)
Don't care (Don't care)
I'm right (I'm right)
You'll spare (You'll spare)
All this
Time I
Am trying
To tell
You that
I don't
Care what
You think
All the
Time I
Am right
You die
Joking
You look
Like you
Could use
A day too
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
1234 GUESS WHAT? ? ?
I DON'T CARE! ! !
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Anything You Can Spare
If you have any left of her kisses
When youre through with your latest affair
Dont let them just waste, I know how they taste
Ill take anything you can spare
And if you have a few idle moments
If youre lonely and nobodys there
Ill gladly fill in til you find a new friend
Ill take anything you can spare
Yes, ill even take some heartaches from you
Though ive already more than my share
I love you all the time, so baby keep me in mind
Ill take anything you can spare
song performed by by George Strait
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My parents told me I would become a doctor and then in my spare time I would become a concert pianist. So, both my day job and my spare time were sort of taken care of.
The Beggars Lament
Spare some change Mr
You know Im down and out
Spare some change
You know I need it
Spare some change Mr
Im down on my luck
Spare some change
Well F**k you ya auld C**t
Spare some change Mrs
Spare me your change
I promise I, ll get steaming drunk
D ya think its my fault
Im down and out
D ya think its his fault
He chats up queers
D ya think its his fault
He drinks all those beers
If you think its our fault
Just remember this shout
F**k you ya auld C**t Im down but not out
poem by Kevin Campbell
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Never permit a dichotomy to rule your life, a dichotomy in which you hate what you do so you can have pleasure in your spare time. Look for a situation in which your work will give you as much happiness as your spare time.
quote by Pablo Picasso
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Spare Change
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
Shaking the few pieces of worthless metal in my can
In order to get a passer-by's attention
But they pay no mind to me
They act as if I was some kind of transparent figure
As if I was not even human
But a sickly animal
And those who look either shake their heads
Or go into a fit of laughter
I despise them for their ignorance
I loathe them for their lack of compassion
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
Holding a brown, battered sign
But once again they ignore me
If all the world's a stage and I'm just an actor
How did I get stuck playing the beggar
Why was I born an Untouchable
Each day I stand here
Each day they pass me
Like I was a statue or sign
But when faith seems lost
A saint comes along and adds a n ounce of hope to my Pandora's Box
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out,
This time speaking with a voice louder than a male opera singer's
Yet the people are still oblivious of me
The naive children point and laugh at me
The drunks beat me
The businessmen look at me with stone faces
And with a cold heart, disregard me
The gangs bang on me
And the women, who are the worst of all
Just stare and shake their heads
'Spare change, spare change, ' I call out
But again no one listens
So I decide to pack up for the day
For no wants to help a bum
But as I head for the nearest shelter I wonder
Can anyone spare change?
poem by Garrett Bradley
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Hollywood Holiday
I rode my motorcycle through a watermelon patch
Right on the california freeway
I took my holy Bible on my blessed boogie woogie drive
Cause I know I know I know
Where I go oh lord theyre gonna bless me jive
Poor you poor me
Poor everybody who buy to be
Poor me poor you
Poor everybody who die to do
I parked my motorcycle on hollywood and vine
And sang till my red blood turned boiling blue
I took my sole survival and bore my cross on a string
Cause I know I know I know
What I dear I bear my charm to king
Poor you poor me
Poor everybody who buy to be
Poor me poor you
Poor everybody who die to do
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Lovey-Dovey
Must we face such fog and nonsense?
I'm not sorry you're in love, but spare me,
Spare us all, the gush of souls alloyed
And singing angels. Also, spare us,
When it's over, pits of hell and thunder
Crashing. You'll get by, and, being young,
Are sure to find somebody else whose
Eyes (and hands) will deeply probe,
And, in the process, I'm afraid,
Precipitate more fog.
poem by Lawrence Beck
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Brother, Can You Spare A Dime
Once I built a railroad...made it run
Made it race against time
Once I built a railroad...now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime
Once I built a tower...to the sun
Bricks...rivet...and lime
Once I built a tower...now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime
Once in cocky suits
Gee, we looked swell
Full of that Yankee Doodle-dom
Half a million boots..they went
slogging through Hell
And I..I was a kid with a drum
Say, don't you remember..
They called me Al
It was Al all the time
Say, don't you remember
I'm your pal
Buddy, can you spare a dime.....
song performed by by Tom Jones
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A Dialogue-Anthem
Alas, poor Death! Where is thy glory?
Where is thy famous force, thy ancient sting?
Alas, poor mortal, void of story!
Go spell and read how I have killed thy King.
Poor Death! And who was hurt thereby?
Thy curse being laid on Him makes thee accurst.
Let losers talk, yet thou shalt die;
These arms shall crush thee.
Spare not, do thy worst.
I shall be one day better than before;
Thou so much worse, that thou shalt be no more.
poem by George Herbert
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Bohemian Rhapsody
Mama just killed a man, Put a gun against his head,
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me.
Any way the wind blows.
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Immolated
Children of my happier prime,
When One yet lived with me, and threw
Her rainbow over life and time,
Even Hope, my bride, and mother to you!
O, nurtured in sweet pastoral air,
And fed on flowers and light and dew
Of morning meadows -spare, ah, spare
Reproach; spare, and upbraid me not
That, yielding scarce to reckless mood,
But jealous of your future lot,
I sealed you in a fate subdued.
Have I not saved you from the dread
Theft, and ignoring which need be
The triumph of the insincere
Unanimous Mediocrity?
Rest, therefore, free from all despite,
Snugged in the arms of comfortable night.
poem by Herman Melville
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Helicon
Hesiod on Helicon
to the Muses, that dawn
the sky a pink sheet
behind a saffron sun
mountains running all around.
'Hi girls, what's up'?
Tipping her cup
ventured the tallest one
'We know how to look a mint
'even though we're poor as sin'.
mountains running all around.
'Say, do you have the time'?
'Hey. can you spare a dime'?
poem by Robert Dickerson
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Bohemian Polka
Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
cause Im easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me
To me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now hes dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didnt mean to make you cry
If Im not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Bodys aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - Ive got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I dont want to die
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a mam
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very, very frightening me
Galileo, galileo
Galileo, galileo
Galileo figaro - magnifico... hey! hey! hey!
Im just a poor boy, nobody loves me
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! no, we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, no, no, no no no no no!
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me
For me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby - cant do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me anyway the wind blows - hey!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Poor Little Girl
Poor Little Girl
Nobody cares what she does
She only lives what she was
In her mind reliving thoughts of yesterday
‘til she finds she knows her way she’ll have to play poor little girl
Poor little girl
Why can’t she love what she’s seen
People don’t want her to’ve been
Wasting time and living in her yesterday
‘til she finds she knows her way she’ll have to play poor little girl
Poor little girl
Her heart will shoulder
Who she’s intended to be
She may never know her
Until she has set herself free
Harboring the darkest nights of yesterday
So until she finds her way she’ll have to play poor little girl
Poor little girl
She’s so important to me
I admit I use to be
Runnin’ never knowin’ of my destiny
Blessings in disguise today that end that play
Poor little girl,
Poor little girl
Poor little girl
Little girl’s me
Copyright 1969, Will Fiala
poem by Will Fiala
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I Go For Simplicity My Friend
i go for simplicity my friend
because i am poor
i do not go for sophistication
because i am poor
i do not complicate matters
because i am poor
i do not want you to misunderstand
because i am poor
i do not want you to think some more
because i am poor
i do not want to convince you
because i am poor
i do not want you to be with our side
because we are poor
i want all things in their simplified forms
because we cannot afford
any other form of convolutions
we cannot afford another revolution
it will be expensive
and we have no more years to give
to pay for the sponsors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Poor Baby
Orbison/c & r price
Glittery eyes; witchy smiles
A good time is all you are after
Skin tight thighs; little white lies
Put you in the center of the laughter
But your reign of queen is over
Your fortress has been broken down
You're still the center of the laughter
But your role has changed to the clown
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Someone broke your heart in two
Ooh poor baby
Who would have thought it could happen to you
Poor baby
A pretty face; sweet talkin' ways
Got you a part of the action
A come-over-touch, glances and such
You always had to be the main attraction
Now you're the one who's crying
You lost at your own lonely game
You're still the center of attraction
But now i'm gone, you've got yourself to blame
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Do what you said you'd never do
Ooh poor baby
You let someone get much too close to you
Poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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