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I'm glad I started so young, because you are really able to endure so much at that age.
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This is the time it all starts, I'm telling you. Like, 16, I mean, forget it. You could just get beat up, you could go through these grueling schedules.
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I think that celebrities should never underestimate their power. I mean just to draw attention, because then people get involved on a personal level.
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The ideal situation would be to bypass all of the drama and mayhem and just get the music right to the people. I'm confident that we'll eventually figure it out.
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What I love about how my career has gone up to this point is that I've always, always put my head down on my pillow at night, and I've been able to say that I've done, honestly, what I've felt like I wanted to do. And that's really all you can hope for in everything you do.
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One of my favorite songs from the album is a song called 'For Better or Worse,' and it's basically about unconditional love, which is, I'd say, an ongoing theme in my personal life.
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This business is about working. It's really not about glamour. For me, the most glamorous thing about it is to b able to get on stage and perform my music for people. That's the privilege. And that's what all the work leads up to, and that's why it's worth it to me.
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I think any parent that makes their kid sit at a piano against their will and practice, they're going to have a kid that's not going to want to play the piano.
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I'm kind of a quirky dresser usually. Like today, I'm actually pretty put together, but I dress kind of off sometimes, but that's just part of my personality.
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So Close To Forever
SO CLOSE TO FOREVER
performed by: Debbie Gibson
written by: Deborah Gibson
Verse 1:
Jealousies
Misconceptions
Opinions
Outside advice
Fears of getting hurt again
Doubt in your eyes
Why do we listen?
Why do we care?
We almost made it there
Chorus:
We came so close to forever
Now what's done is done
There'll be no resurrection
How can life break its promises
I even made this promise to myself
So close but never there again
Verse 2:
Once a king
Now a prince
One step lower
On the list
It's not plain and simple innocence
'Cause we've been through more now
And it's left its scars somehow
CHORUS
Oh, oh, oh now what's done is done
hmmm...
It's close so close but never there again
oh, oh, oh
song performed by by Debbie Gibson

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I did, like, a couple of sexier videos, because all of a sudden I went, 'Wow, I have a body. I have this side of me that I haven't shown yet.' And I started kind of playing around with that side of things.
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Come Home
COME HOME (WONDER YEARS)
performed by: Debbie Gibson
written by : Deborah Gibson
Well that phone doesn't ring when you want it to
And it isn't your dream on the line
It's just dad telling mom to have dinner without him
'Cause he won't be coming home on time
Well there's always that dance to escape to
But that doesn't always work out
You don't have a date; you're not going alone
Isn't it nice to know you can still come home?
Well you don't have too many friends to speak of
But a best one is all that you need - oh
Growing up so strong but you're not made of stone
Isn't it nice to come home?
In the real world you're not always welcome
And love's not forgive and forget
It's a cruel world without understanding
And little one it's not over yet
Well you never can trust a strange
So he may as well give up his fight - oh
Your best friend's waiting in the living room
So go on and kiss them good night
song performed by by Debbie Gibson

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Tag, You're It
Let's assume
That he's the groom
And he's been waiting
To consummate all night
And you're the bride
You're locked tight
Inside the bathroom
And you're overcome with freight
Now here's the chiller
He's the killer
You've discovered
You're trapped, alone, you're scared
We cut to you, we move in close
You're catatonic
You get a close up there
And in this shot
Here's what we got
He breaks the door down
And tears your nightgown lace
You see a can, it's aerosol
You grab the hair spray
And light it in his face
There's a very hungry man in the cellar
Oh, waiting
Or is he in the attic closet
Waiting
Debbie? I like this game.
Debbie?
Debbie? Debbie? Debbie?
He blindly grabs you
Tries to stab you
But you're quicker
You over act right here
You see a cat, a ball of yarn
A knitting needle
His vision's still not clear
He's stumbling 'round
Don't make a sound
And then he grabs you
"Hide and seek, my dear?"
He shifts his glance
You see your chance
You grab the needle and you
You plunge it in his ear
There's a very hungry man in the cellar
Oh, waiting
Or is he in the attic closet
Waiting
There's a very hungry man in the cellar
Oh, waiting
Or is he in the attic closet
Waiting
And just like the scene
In "Halloween"
You think it's all over
And you're gazing into space
But you got to make sure
You hear something, you start to turn
And you're standing there frozen
Staring him face to face
And he looks at you and says
"Tag, you're it, Sweetie
Bye, Debbie. Debbie, Debbie, Debbie.
Goodbye, Debbie...
song performed by by Alice Cooper

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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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I Dreamed.
I dreamed a dream and in that dream,
I dreamed that I had dreamed a dream,
Of hope and fairytales come true,
I dreamed a dream and thought of truth,
I dreamed a dream of life and love,
Of fate and angels and God above,
I dreamed a dream of good wishes and friends,
I dreamed a dream I dreaded to end,
But then I woke into my dream,
I dreamed I woke in a world obscene,
I dreamed a dream of violence and hate,
And once again I dreamed of fate,
I dreamed a dream of terror and fear,
I dreamed that each word went unheard,
And so children never spoke a word,
I dreamed a dream of demons and beasts,
I dreamed a dream that ended at last,
I woke in my bed and wondered if,
I dreamed a dream of dreams or if,
I dreamed a dream of truth that night,
And if so I wondered which was truth,
And which was merely a dream.
poem by Emma Wright

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Syrup Sponge
Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!
Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;
Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?
Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -
Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!
And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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Make Believe
Ive been lost
Since shes gone
The piano
Shes really on
I dont want you to
Marry me
Make believe
Youre debbie g
Come look down on
Who you are
She is love
With a voice
And a shape thats my guitar
I dont want you
You want me
Make believe
Youre debbie g
Make believe
Youre debbie g
Make believe
Youre debbie g
song performed by by Pixies

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Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries,
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please,
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Try
Performed by: debbie gibson.
Written by: deborah gibson.
Verse 1:
Yes I know youre strong
Ive seen all you can take
But its wrong -
Even strong men get weak
Even steel can break.....
Even steel can break
I know you know
Your weakest points, baby
But you never wanna change
You can never be more than just satisfied
If you stay within safe range
Chorus:
Try
Why dont we try a little harder
Let the good outnumber the bad
Cry
Must i,
Must I cry any longer?
Can we try anymore?
Am I worth it -
After all weve shared.....
Verse 2:
Yes, you make people laugh
But soon.....
Every clown must go home
To his empty room
Youre not truly happy
Playing the fool
But cant you see
The fool is you?
If you dont.....
Chorus
After all
Bridge:
We know these things cant take away
The pain cant be denied
For every man who ever rose and flew
There was a man who cried
Even preachers must pray
Even salesman buy
Do whats right for you
Darlin, all you can do is try.....
Must i,
Must I cry any longer?
Can we try anymore?
Am I worth it anymore?
Why dont we try a little harder?
To let the good outnumber the bad
Must i,
Must I cry any longer?
Can we try anymore?
Can we try again?
Try again.....
song performed by by Debbie Gibson

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Some food
Some food is
Medicine...
Medicine is some food...
Some food is poison...
Some food is Tenson...
Some food is Fear...
Some food is lovely...
Some food is Bland...
Some food is sweety...
Some food is spicy...
Some food is nothing...
Food is not only food
A good eatable medicine...
At only some food...
Some food...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar

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