If life gives you limes, make margaritas.
quote by Jimmy Buffett
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Balada Amarilla IV
Sobre el cielo
de las margaritas ando.
Yo imagino esta tarde
que soy santo.
Me pusieron la luna
en las manos.
Yo la puse otra vez
en los espacios
y el Señor me premió
con la rosa y el halo.
Sobre el cielo
de las margaritas ando.
Y ahora voy
por este campo
a librar a las niñas
de galanes malos
y dar monedas de oro
a todos los muchachos.
Sobre el cielo
de las margaritas ando.
poem by Federico García Lorca
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All The Good Ones Are Gone
(dean dillon/bob mcdill)
(track 2 - time 3:16)
Shell turn thirty-four this weekend
Shell go out with her girlfriends
Theyll drink some margaritas, cut up and carry on
Therell be guys and therell be come ons
Shell probably get hit on
But she thinks all the good ones are gone
Shes got friends down at the office
And she cant help but notice
That when the day is over
How they all hurry home
Every day theres guys she works with
And even some she flirts with
But it seems like all the good ones are gone
And her mama called this mornin
Said Im worried about my baby
I wish you had a family of your own
She said mom its not that easy
You make it sound so simple
But you cant take the first man that comes along
Once she had someone who loved her
Back when she was younger
Now she wonders if she held out
A little bit too long
Back then there were so many
Now there just arent any
It seems like all the good ones are gone
And her mama called this mornin
Said Im worried about my baby
I wish you had a family of your own
She said mom its not that easy
You make it sound so simple
But you cant take the first man that comes along
Shell turn thirty-four this weekend
Shell go out with her girlfriends
Theyll drink some margaritas, cut up and carry on
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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about Eddie...
ed, you are 51,
and back to corporate life, and
i say, that is better now,
that go self-employed,
on a business that
sometimes fail,
i mean, with corporate lives,
busy like a salesman, hopping
from one place to another,
sleeping in different motels
with your pen and ledger
and sending reports through
your laptops,
the sin of self-pity and
idleness cannot be there
that is what i mean,
i do not mean those naked
ladies dancing on poles
those margaritas and
bloody mary 's,
the sin of uselessness,
the way others have quit
marking boundaries and
forgetting about maps
and directions.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reconciliation Day...
rock the world
leave the past
dance with the
hot bodies of the
present, drink
margaritas, and
forget bloody
Mary, think of the
future as your child
running to be
embraces by
your strong hands.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whiskey Girl
Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans?
Tight on the top with a belly button ring
A little tatoo somewhere in between
She only shows to me
Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight
So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right
And when bar tender says for the lady
what's it gonna be?
I tell him man...
Chorus:
She ain't into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in tequilla
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey Girl
She's my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough
Baby got a '69 mustang
four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring
I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go
Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care
Blue bandana tied all up in her hair
Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radio
Chorus
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in tequilla
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey Girl
oh, She's my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough
Yeah, I like 'em rough
I like 'em rough
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Pereunt Et Imputantur
(After Martial)
Bernard, if to you and me
Fortune all at once should give
Years to spend secure and free,
With the choice of how to live,
Tell me, what should we proclaim
Life deserving of the name?
Winning some one else's case?
Saving some one else's seat?
Hearing with a solemn face
People of importance bleat?
No, I think we should not still
Waste our time at others' will.
Summer noons beneath the limes,
Summer rides at evening cool,
Winter's tales and home-made rhymes,
Figures on the frozen pool---
These would we for labours take,
And of these our business make.
Ah! but neither you nor I
Dare in earnest venture so;
Still we let the good days die
And to swell the reckoning go.
What are those that know the way,
Yet to walk therein delay?
poem by Sir Henry Newbolt
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Pereunt Et Imputantur
(After Martial)
Bernard, if to you and me
Fortune all at once should give
Years to spend secure and free,
With the choice of how to live,
Tell me, what should we proclaim
Life deserving of the name?
Winning some one else's case?
Saving some one else's seat?
Hearing with a solemn face
People of importance bleat?
No, I think we should not still
Waste our time at others' will.
Summer noons beneath the limes,
Summer rides at evening cool,
Winter's tales and home-made rhymes,
Figures on the frozen pool---
These would we for labours take,
And of these our business make.
Ah! but neither you nor I
Dare in earnest venture so;
Still we let the good days die
And to swell the reckoning go.
What are those that know the way,
Yet to walk therein delay?
poem by Sir Henry Newbolt
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Daisies
Coming upon
a meadow
daisies
growing
everywhere.
Pausing
for a
moment
he placed
a flower
in her
hair.
Spanish
Venida
a un
meadow
margaritas
creciente.
en todo el mundo
pausor
para un
momento
coloca
unaflor
en el pelo.
poem by Heather Burns
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If you put down a list of jobs, doctor, lawyer, janitor, teacher or movie star, everybody would pick the movie star. And why? So you could lie around the pool, drink margaritas and send money to your parents. So that's what I did.
quote by Steve Guttenberg
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Life Is A Gift
Life is a mystery, let's make it a history.
Life is gem; let's play it as a game.
Life is fuss, let's live it in hush.
Life is a journey, let's not forget the felonies.
Life is divine, let's come in front, so as to shine.
Life is a fear; let's not face it with tear.
Life is long, let's make it prolong.
Life is a lesson; let's make with it, some relation.
Life is dream, let's do not scream.
Life is a gift; let's not waste it like treats.
Life is precious, let's not be so serious.
Life is a glitter, let's face it with twitter.
Life is a glory, let's deal it with bravery.
Life is a race, let's live it with grace.
Life is rose, let's make it a prose.
Life is a gel; let's not make it a hell.
Life is tutor; let's make it a future.
Life is an ice, let's break the shackles and rise.
Life has faces, let's make it without races (free from discriminations) .
Life is a gamble, let's not make any fumble.
My Favorite Quote - 'Don't be serious just be sincere in life'
poem by Kishor Pathak
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And we will call it Britain
Crisp green the stems of daffodils
That brave in spring cold sun
Soft tender green the hawthorn buds
Unfurled with winter done
Bright green the fresh leaves on the limes
That verdant branches lace
Dark green the lily’s slender shoot
That moist earth, piercing breaks
But greenest of all that is green
An island Earth did make
And we will call it Britain
Natures green estate
poem by Egal Bohen
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Cambridge in the Long
Where drowsy sound of college-chimes
Across the air is blown,
And drowsy fragrance of the limes,
I lie and dream alone.
A dazzling radiance reigns o'er all--
O'er gardens densely green,
O'er old grey bridges and the small,
Slow flood which slides between.
This is the place; it is not strange,
But known of old and dear.--
What went I forth to seek? The change
Is mine; why am I here?
Alas, in vain I turned away,
I fled the town in vain;
The strenuous life of yesterday
Calleth me back again.
And was it peace I came to seek?
Yet here, where memories throng,
Ev'n here, I know the past is weak,
I know the present strong.
This drowsy fragrance, silent heat,
Suit not my present mind,
Whose eager thought goes out to meet
The life it left behind.
Spirit with sky to change; such hope,
An idle one we know;
Unship the oars, make loose the rope,
Push off the boat and go. . .
Ah, would what binds me could have been
Thus loosened at a touch!
This pain of living is too keen,
Of loving, is too much.
Merry Christmas From The Family
Mom got drunk and Dad got drunk
At our Christmas party
We were drinkin' champagne punch
And homemade eggnog
Little sister brought her new boyfriend
He was a Mexican
We didn't know what to think of him
'Til he sang Feliz Navidad
Feliz Navidad
Brother Ken brought his kids with him
The three from his first wife Lynn
And the two identical twins
From his second wife MaryNell
Of course he brought his new wife Kaye
Who talks all about AA
Chain smokin' while the stereo plays
Noel, Noel, The first Noel
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Fran and Rita drove from Harlingen
I can't remember how I'm kin to them
But when they tried to plug their motorhome in
They blew our Christmas lights
Cousin David knew just what went wrong
So we all waited on our front lawn
He threw the breaker and the lights came on
And we sang Silent Night
Oh Silent Night
Carve the turkey turn the ball game on
Mix margaritas when the eggnog's gone
Send somebody to the Quik-Pak store
We need some ice and an extension cord
A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite
A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Carve the turkey turn the ballgame on
Make Bloody Marys cause we all want one
Send somebody to the Stop 'n Go
We need some celery and a can of fake snow
A bag of lemons and some Dite Sprite
A box of tampons and some Salem Lights
Hallelujah everybody say cheese
Merry Christmas from the family
Feliz Navidad
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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Margaret Has A Milking-Pail
Margaret has a milking-pail,
And she rises early;
Thomas has a threshing-flail,
And he's up betimes.
Sometimes crossing through the grass
Where the dew lies pearly,
They say ‘Good morrow’ as they pass
By the leafy limes.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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We Make A Life
We make a life by what we give
never thinking of what we may receive.
We make a life by helping others
never thinking of the help we might receive in times of need.
We make a life by looking forwards
never dwelling on the mistakes of the past.
We make a life by being positive
never taking the negative view.
We make a life by loving others
never letting hate dwell in our hearts.
We make a life filled with contentment
and long friendships too.
We make a life we love to live
as each day as it passes through.
1 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Storm
Within the pale blue haze above,
Some pitchy shreds took size and form,
And, like a madman's wrath or love,
From nothing rose a sudden storm.
The blossom'd limes, which seem'd to exhale
Her breath, were swept with one strong sweep,
And up the dusty road the hail
Came like a flock of hasty sheep,
Driving me under a cottage-porch,
Whence I could see the distant Spire,
Which, in the darkness, seem'd a torch
Touch'd with the sun's retreating fire.
A voice, so sweet that even her voice,
I thought, could scarcely be more sweet,
As thus I stay'd against my choice,
Did mine attracted hearing greet;
And presently I turn'd my head
Where the kind music seem'd to be,
And where, to an old blind man, she read
The words that teach the blind to see.
She did not mark me; swift I went,
Thro' the fierce shower's whistle and smoke,
To her home, and thence her woman sent
Back with umbrella, shoes and cloak.
The storm soon pass'd; the sun's quick glare
Lay quench'd in vapour fleecy, fray'd;
And all the moist, delicious air
Was fill'd with shine that cast no shade;
And, when she came, forth the sun gleam'd,
And clash'd the trembling Minster chimes;
And the breath with which she thank'd me seem'd
Brought thither from the blossom'd limes.
poem by Coventry Patmore
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Three Nights In Rio (feat. Carlos Santana)
(feat. Carlos Santana)
You knew we had to come back like this, right man
It's too hot in New York man, yeah
It's too hot in New York man, give me
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade
When I was young they called me Robin Hood
Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor
Went back home, mama whooped on my ass
Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that
Meanwhile next door neighbors jumpin'
Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'
Later that day we was out on the porch
And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in
Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses
No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dinero
Means I work hard and have a warm day
Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach
I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet
It's too hot in New York I had to get away
So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade
I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spiderman
I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium
I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe
Before I had the fame I was servin' the fries
So who better to know about a nine-to-five
Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes
Now my daddy, he can rest in peace
From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go
Three nights in Rio De Jan
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Same Mistake Twice
Its one thing to make the
Same mistake twice
Another thing to make it
All of your life
Its one thing to make the
Same mistake twice
Another thing to make it
All of your life
The more you strengthen your denial
The more you turn to your desire
Na na na na
Appetite fight youll beat it yet
Na na na na
By hook or by crook on that I would bet
Just hang on in there
Its one thing to make the
Same mistake twice
Another thing to make it
All of your life
Lost in a barrel of wine and whining
Snared in a trap of your own designing
Dont be so sure
Nobody knows when it will end
Dont be so sure
Wouldnt I speak up if Im a true friend
Just hang on in there
Its one thing to make the
Same mistake twice
Another thing to make it
All of your
Life, your life
Another detail just goes by
Fallen into the abyss that has become your life
Its one thing to make the
Same mistake twice
Another thing to make it
All of your life
All of your life
song performed by by 311
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Life is.....
Life is a chance
Make use out of it
Life is beautiful
Admire it
Life is happiness
Enjoy it
Life is a dream
Make it reality
Life is a challenge
Take it
Life is a responsibility
Do it
Life is a game
Play with it
Life is a promise
Keep it
Life is sadness
Overcome it
Life is a song
Sing it
Life is a tragedy
Face it
Life is an adventure
Go through it
Life is a luck
Take it
Life is so precious
Preserve it
Life is life
So
STRIVE FOR IT
poem by Sarah Ally
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Sense Working Overtime
HH
H
HHHH ey hey, the clouds are whey, there's straw for the donkeys
H H and the innocents can all sleep safely all sleep
H H safely. my, my sun is pie there's fodder for the
HH cannons and the guilty ones can all sleep safely
all sleep safely. and all the world is football shaped, it's
just for me to kick in space and I can see, hear, smell, touch,
taste - and I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working
overtime trying to take this all in, I've got one, two, three,
four, five senses working overtime trying to taste the difference
'tween the lemons and limes the pain and the pleasure and
the church bells softly chime.. . .
hey hey, night fights day, there's food for the thinkers and the
innocents can all live slowly all live slowly my, my the
sky will cry jewels for the thirsty and the guilty one's can
all die slowly all die slowly. and all the world is
biscuit - shaped, it's just for me to feed my face and I can
see,hear, smell, touch, taste- and I've got one, two,three, four,
five sense working overtime trying to take this all in, I've got
one, two, three, four, five senses working overtime trying to taste
the difference 'tween the lemons and limes the pain and the
pleasure and the church bells softly chime.. . .
and birds might fall from black skies and bullies might give
you black eyes and busses might skid on black ice but
to me it's very very beautiful (england's glory!) beautiful
(a striking beauty!) and all the world is football - shaped,
it's just for me to kick in space and I can see, hear, smell,
touch, taste - and I've got one, two, three, four, five senses
working overtime trying to take this all in,I've got one,two,three,
four, five senses working overtime try to tell the difference
'tween the goods and crimes, dirt or treasure and there's
one, two, three, four,five senses working overtime trying to take
this all in, I've got one, two, three, four, five senses working
overtime trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemons and limes
the pain and the pleasure and the church bells softly chime.. .
andy-lead and backing vocals, acoustic guitar. colin-fretless bass
backing vocals. dave - electric 12-string guitar, percussion ----
terry - drums, drum synthesizer composed by a. partridge
song performed by by Xtc
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