Back then, I didn't have a big organization around me. I was just a kid with a guitar, traveling around. My responsibility basically was to the art, and I had extra time on my hands. There is no extra time now. There isn't enough time.
quote by Joni Mitchell
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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
poem by Grace Mdemu
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Xxxtra
omake
special feature
extended edition
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
double cheese
free recharge
exclusive gift
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
riders
first class service
profit plus
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
long guarantee
high bonus
'buy 1 get 2' price
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Claim To Fame
Talk-talk, yak-yak
Watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
Making it upon your back
No space, no rent
The moneys gone, its all been spent now
Tell me bout your claim to fame
Now aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Wet lips, dry now
Ready for that old hand out, now
Aint that some claim to fame
Spaced out, spaced in
The heads round, the squares flat
Aint that some claim to fame
Now tell me aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something, something bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
Something bout your claim to fame
Yeah now
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
About a, about a, something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
bout a, bout a, something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Anything To Be Happy
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you run that extra distance
Would you spend that extra hour
Would you show that extra effort
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you feel that extra pain
Would you spend that extra cash
Would you drive that extra mile
What would you do for a touch of happiness
People would do anything to be happy
It is something they need
They do the “extras”
When it is all quite simple
Happiness comes from the inside
poem by Paul Celano
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A Sunday Prayer 12
Dear Lord as I pray to you today
for help for all of us everywhere
to get through another day.
There are some in this world,
who need an extra blessing from you.
Their quality of life is not what it should be.
They are look on by some
as burden to our society.
They are pointed at with fingers,
by those showing little or no respect.
It is for these individuals that I want
you to give an extra blessing today.
Those among us who cannot
for whatever reason defend themselves.
Some have suffered terrible injuries
by either life or accident.
They need extra care from you
to see their lives through.
So as I finish this prayer
for Sunday my Lord.
Could you give them
a little extra of your time?
poem by David Harris
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Me And My Guitar
Me and my guitar
Always in the same mood
I am mostly flesh and bones
And he is mostly wood
Never does grow impatient
For the changes I don't know, no
If he can't go to heaven
Maybe, I don't want to go, Lord
Picture me in the key of E
Call me Uncle John
Any fool can easily see
That we go back a long time
Feel something like fine to me
There's no such thing as the wrong time
He hops up on my knee
Singing, get down pops
It's song time
Every now and then I'm a lonely man
It's nice to know that I've got a friend
Puts his power right in my hand
All l've got to do is the best I can
If I can
Got a dog named David
Got a bird named Dinah
Got a birthmark on my thigh
In the shape of Mainland China
Got a somewhat southern accent
'Cause I come from Carolina
And if you want to find us
We'll be walking right behind you
I hear horns
I hear voices
I hear strings
Seems I was born
With too many choices
Now what am I going to do
With all these extra things
As they serve to confuse me, really
It's me and my guitar
Essentially me and my guitar
Oh maybe a few friends fall by for tea
A little bit of who do you love
But pay no attention
To the man behind the curtain
It's me and my guitar
Having fun, boogie, woogie, uh-huh
Me and my guitar
song performed by by James Taylor
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Travelin' Man
The man i loved ran a salesman route
Selling goods from house to house
Now i knew my mama would never stand
For me stepping out with no traveling man
Mama bought things that he was a'selling
But mama didn't know and i sure wasn't telling
That behind her back i was making plans
To meet somewhere with that traveling man
Oh the traveling man was a good bit older
But a girl needs arms to hold her
Mama didn't know 'cause i didn't told her
But mama wouldn't understand
Me stepping out with a traveling man
Mama didn't allow me a'going courting
And i'd tell lies that i reckon i oughtn't
Oh but she'd a'give me the back a' her hand
If she'd a'seen me with that traveling man
So i tell my mama that i reckon i oughta
Go to the spring and fetch us some water
What mama didn't know is i had a plan
To meet down there with that traveling man
Now i make plans to run away
With that traveling man on a saturday
Well saturday's here and here i stand
And there goes my mama with that traveling man
Oh that traveling man was a two-time lover
He took my love then he took my mother
But i didn't know 'cause mama didn't told me and i don't understand
My mama running off with my traveling man
Mama, you know you oughtn't a'done that
You just like my daddy
He run off before i ever knowed him
You done run-off with my traveling man
And i really don't think i ever knowed you either
Oh there goes my mama with my traveling man
And i'm really gonna miss that traveling man
Mm-hm
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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It's not how much you do, it's how often you do it. It simply doesn't matter if you make some monumental effort at any given time. You have it in your to give that extra little bit. You know that you could add that finishing touch. You know you can take that extra step.
quote by Marilyn Moats Kennedy
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Me & My Guitar
Me and my guitar
Always in the same mood
I am mostly flesh and bones
And he is mostly wood
Never does grow impatient
For the changes I dont know, no
If he cant go to heaven
Maybe, I dont want to go, lord
Picture me in the key of e
Call me uncle john
Any fool can easily see
That we go back a long time
Feel something like fine to me
Theres no such thing as the wrong time
He hops up on my knee
Singing, get down pops
Its song time
Every now and then Im a lonely man
Its nice to know that Ive got a friend
Puts his power right in my hand
All lve got to do is the best I can
If I can
Got a dog named david
Got a bird named dinah
Got a birthmark on my thigh
In the shape of mainland china
Got a somewhat southern accent
cause I come from carolina
And if you want to find us
Well be walking right behind you
I hear horns
I hear voices
I hear strings
Seems I was born
With too many choices
Now what am I going to do
With all these extra things
As they serve to confuse me, really
Its me and my guitar
Essentially me and my guitar
Oh maybe a few friends fall by for tea
A little bit of who do you love
But pay no attention
To the man behind the curtain
Its me and my guitar
Having fun, boogie, woogie, uh-huh
Me and my guitar
song performed by by James Taylor
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Aussie Soccer Cliffhanger
Aussie blues again come true
for green and gold socceroos;
lightning kick of samurai blue
in extra time runs roos through.
Socceroos leave Qatar
without major silverware;
suffering from extra-time
heartbreak going down.
Leave Qatar bleak socceroos
minus major prize silverware;
suffering intense extra-time
heartbreak blues threadbare.
Defeated by fit Japan
in stunning AFC 1-0
Asian Cup final win
in Doha loss in Qatar.
Japan's Tadanari Lee scored
an edged extra-time winner
an unmarked substitute sent
a stunning pulsating left-foot
volley past too slow diving Mark
Schwarzer in action 109th minute
to hand proud country their fourth
title in victory feat showcase kick.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Extra Lovable
I wanna rap a little bit, oh!
Yeah!
Baby, U got somethin' that would make
A many hippie mighty proud
U got a dozen little sexy tricks
That doesn't seem that Miss U.S. would even allow
Never do U boast like the other girls
Who think they found a love 2 flaunt it (I never hear U brag)
And what I dig the most is that U keep it in your hand
Until I, until I, until I want it
CHORUS:
If ever honey U need someone 2 take a shower with girl
Call me up and scream
Extra lovable, honey don't U wanna, don't U wanna
Take a bath with me?
Listen..
Baby, U could turn my mama on
She's just as straight, just as straight as straight can be
Even though my daddy's gone
Come back just 2 haunt U, come back just 2 haunt U mystically
(Yes he will)
Baby, I know my rap is hard
Not as hard as what's behind door (dig it), door number pants
Baby, U're so sure, I'd love 2 see U dancin' naked
Ooh sugar, I wanna see U dance
CHORUS
Don't U wanna get, don't U wanna get off?
Baby, U got something that would make
A many hippie mighty proud (Then play it loud!)
U got a dozen little sexy tricks
That doesn't seem that Miss U.S., ooh, would even allow
Yeah, never do U boast like the other girls
Who think they found a love 2 flaunt it
(Oh, play with this love, yeah, let me tell ya)
What I dig the most is the way that U keep your sugar in your hand
Till I want it
If ever honey U need someone 2 take a shower with mama (There it is)
Call me up and scream
Extra lovable, honey don't U wanna, don't U wanna
Take a bath with me?
Ooh, sugar baby, U're so fine
What say U and me go 2 my place and make some time?
I'm not that popular yet, so if U want, I'm yours
"I don't want anyone 2 see what we're gonna do"
Think U better shut the door
(Ooh!)
Do U know what I'm talkin' about? (I say ooh ooh!)
If U know it, let me hear U say it baby (I say ooh!)
I can't hear U (Ooh ooh!)
Purple politicians, sing it (Ooh!)
Come on, 2 times, sing it (Ooh ooh!)
One time (Ooh!)
2 times (Ooh ooh!)
I wanna rap a little bit (One time, ooh!)
I said my daddy might be dead
But he'll know what is she (Anybody, 2 times, ooh ooh!)
Heaven knows I told him
She's bad as U could be (One time, ooh!)
Oh, yeah (2 times, say ooh ooh!)
(Ooh!)
Extra lovable, extra lovable
(U got it, 2 times, say ooh ooh!)
(Ooh!)
(2 times, say ooh ooh!)
Would anybody care 2 get naked?
Extra lovable {x3}
(Ooh!)
Extra lovable (Ooh ooh!)
Here we go, come on (Ooh!)
Extra lovable (2 times, ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable (Ooh!)
Extra lovable (2 times, ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable (One time, say ooh!)
Everybody (Ooh ooh!) (Extra lovable)
Lisa (Ooh!) (Can U feel it, baby?)
Bobby Z, say it (Ooh ooh!) (U got 2 say it loud)
Doctor (Ooh!)
Hey Dez, don't U like my band? (Ooh ooh!) (Gotta, gotta say it loud)
Everybody, Brownmark say (Ooh!) (Everybody else sing it)
Brownmark, Brownmark say (Ooh ooh!) (Extra lovable)
I can't hear U, say (Ooh!)
This ain't just about your body, baby
It's about your mind (Ooh ooh!)
Come on and take the drop, baby
And spare some time (Ooh!)
I'm on the verge of rape
I don't think U heard me (Ooh ooh!)
I'm on the verge of rape
I'm on the..
I'm sorry, but I'm just gonna have 2 rape U
Now are U going 2 get into the tub or do I have 2 drag U?
Don't make me drag U
I can be very cruel
Yeah!
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Oh, oh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove (Ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
(That's right) (Ooh ooh ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
(Wait a minute) (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do {fade out}
(Break Wendy, huh!) (Ooh!) (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
song performed by by Prince
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A Little Bit
And it will take a little bit of extra time
To make it shine, to make it shine
And it will take a little bit of extra care
To bring it where you think it's there
And there's no one else around
This is what I've found Anyone you see
Anyone you meet
Some one at your feet
Anyone could be that one
Anyone you know
Anywhere you go
Some one in a show
Could be that one
And it will take a little bit of all you've got
To get a shot, get a shot
And it will take a little bit of extra care
To bring it where you think it's there
And there's nowhere else to go
This is what I know
Anyone you see
Anyone you meet
Maybe down the street
Anyone could be that one
Everywhere you look
Pages of a book
All the years it took
Everything got you down
And it will take a little while to get back home
The road is long, the road is long
And it will take a little work to get it back
To mend the cracks, to bridge the gaps
Anyone you see
Could be the one
Anyone you meet
Could be that one
Some one at your feet
Could feel the same
Maybe you'd complete
Could share your name
Anywhere you look
Pages of a book
Everything she took
Never let it keep you down
Holding out for used
Broken up and bruised
Losable to lose
Anywhere you go
Anyone you know
Think it doesn't show
Everybody knows
Anyone you meet
Maybe down the street
(And it will take a little time to get back home)
Some one at you feet
song performed by by A-Ha
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Technically you need the extra dimensions. At first people didn't like them too much, but they've got a big benefit, which is that the ability of string theory to describe all the elementary particles and their forces along with gravity depends on using the extra dimensions.
quote by Edward Witten
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There Are Monsters Over There
How could one person allow his own people to be murdered
Extra security could have been sent when they in danger ordered
But that one person didn't care about the people he sent over there in danger
He didn't even have to think about it, this wouldn't be an election changer
Well guess what, it mattered to me and all of those who knew
They died doing what they did best, and he didn't care about this crew
They tried to secure themselves, but they were no match for these evil men
They are savages and hate us all and will try time and time again
I feel such rage over this because I know the truth, some others don't care
All I can do about it is consult God in prayer, with him all my pain I can share.
poem by Donna Nimmo
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S-e-x-x-y
Dressed only in clothes
From her head to her toes
This is the way
The talking part goes
S-e-x-x-y
More than enough
Around the clock with nobody else
S-e-x-x-y
There she is
Standing on the bed
Cookie in one hand, wig on her head
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
Unnoticed by few
Very very few
And that includes you
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Secret agent spy, come to see why
S-e-x-x-y
One finger nail
Across your back
Babys first gold tooth initials inscribed
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
You gotta understand
She wants to be your man
Shes got another plan
Notes
The infamous warren rigg microwave remix goes as follows:
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
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S-e-s-e-s-e-s-e-x-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
More than enough
Around the clock with nobody else
S-e-x-x-y
There she is
Standing on the bed
Cookie in one hand, wig on her head
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
Unnoticed by few
Very very few
And that includes you
One finger nail
Across your back
Babys first gold tooth initials inscribed
S-e-x-x-y
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Secret agent spy, come to see why
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y-y-y-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
You gotta understand
She wants to be your man
Shes got another plan
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
X-x-x-x-x-x
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
Unnoticed by few
Very very few
And that includes you
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
You gotta understand
She wants to be your man
Shes got another plan
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
S-e-x-x-y
X-x-x-x-x-x
S-e-x-x-y
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X-x-x-x-x-x
S-e-x-x-y
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S-e-x-x-y
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X-x-x-x-x-x
X-x-x-x-x-x
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind (x-x-x-x-x-x)
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind (x-x-x-x-x-x)
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind (x-x-x-x-x-x)
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Look inside your mind
S-e-x-x-y
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song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Youth Must Serve Life Apprenticeships Bound
Why is it children learn lesson many years slowly?
Why does crawling standing walking take so long to learn?
Why does speech acquisition require so many skills?
Next years are required sitting at slow growing desks?
Time in play ground changes but fleeting intervals?
Examinations listening writing skills determine rankings?
Those born with silver spoons in mouth get status rides?
Those born with plastic spoons get extra lessons to chew on?
Those entering extra education required careers earn excess?
So why be surprised true art tests with multiple hardships?
It hurts to not be able to be an artist to have a few extra luxuries?
Time trials test mantle hardship faith tests art lessons transcends?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Time, Baby... Just Time!
jail time, heroin time,
back alley shuffle time,
standing in the soup line time....
sleeping in old cars time,
day work, selling blood time,
lost your job, no work time,
lost your house, nowhere time....
get your school in prison time,
radical free thought time,
fighting against the man time...
bum a smoke, a cup of coffee time.
woman done gone, aint coming back time.
food stamps and unemployment time...
kick off your damn chains time.
forgive, and forgiven time...
stand up and fight time,
hands joining hands time...
time, baby... just time!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Loving all those mistakes
all the alls the extra s
mistake in tenses
how i so strangely love them
in all my poems
they make my poems
come alive
alive with a human touch
the missed s,
the extra f
a classic touch they give
to my poems
as if they are work of old
weather beaten
socrates' laws
on stones
the T turing into I
shakespeare's misspelt lady macbetf
dickens' forgotten ghot
wordsworth extra clouds
i love all the mispelt words
in a classic way
the rawness my poem run
over the computer
into a world that has
given up
up pen and ink
for the written words
the human touch
of old time poetry
that runs fluid as
the blood in my veins
i love all the human touch
in my poem
all the mispelt words
i love each missed s,
each extra f
i missed too
the pen and ink
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Better This Time
Last Time It Was A Secret,
Last Time Ended In Tears.
Last Time Wasn’t Official,
Last Time Didn’t Go So Great.
The Time Before That Was Even Worse,
The Time Before That I Was Depressed.
The Time Before That You Cheated Me,
The Time Before That You Didn’t Love Me.
This Time We Started Off Amazingly,
This Time There Is No Tension.
This Time It’s Official,
This Time You Asked.
This Time There Are No Secrets,
This Time We Want The World To Know.
This Time We Are Unbelievable Together,
This Time We Have Full Trust.
This Time You Spoke First,
This Time You Said “I Love You”
This Time I Have Your Heart,
This Time You Have Mine.
We Are Better This Time...
poem by Alexandra Bowden
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Extras
THE CROCUSES in the Square
Lend a winsome touch to the May;
The clouds are vanished away,
The weather is bland and fair;
Now peace seems everywhere.
Hark to the raucous, sullen cries:
“Extra! extra!”—tersely flies
The news, and a great hope mounts, or dies.
About the bulletin-boards
Dark knots of people surge;
Strained faces show, then merge
In the inconspicuous hordes
That yet are the Nation’s lords.
“Extra! extra! Big fight at sea!”
Was the luck with us? Is it victory?
Dear God, they died for you and me!
Meanwhile the crocuses down the street
With heaven’s own patience are calm and sweet.
poem by Richard Francis Burton
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