I was messing around with the harmonica... but I was 13 before I got a real good note out of it.
quote by Muddy Waters
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Fingertips Part 1 & 2
Fingertips Part 1 & 2 6:24 Trk 2
(Clarence Paul and Henry 'Hank' Cosby)
Little Stevie Wonder (Steveland
Fingertips Part 2 -Pop Chart #1 June 22, 1963
Recorded: Live at The Regal Theatre Chicago
Tamla (Motown) Records #54080
Album: Stevie Wonder Early Classics
Spectrum CD 544211-2
Part 1: (bongo drum background)
'Yeah'
'Yeah'
Spoken:
Ladies and gentlemen, now I'm going to do a song
taken from my album, 'The Jazz Soul of Little Stevie'
The name of the song is called, umm, 'Fingertips'.
Now, I want ya to clap yo' hand, come on.
Come on!
Yeah!
Stomp yo' feet
Jump up and down, do anything that you wanna do!
Yeah!
Yeah!
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Ev'rybody say, 'Yeah'
(Yeah, yeah!)
Say, yeah!
(Yeah!)
Say, yeah
(Yeah!)
Yeah?
(Yeah!)
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
(instrumental & harmonica)
Just a little bit-a so-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-oul
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Clap your hands, just a little bit louder
Clap your hands, just a little bit louder
(harmonica & instrumental)
Stevie sings:
I know that ev'rybody had, yeah
Ev'rybody have a good time
So, if you want me to
If you want me to
I'm gonna swing a-song
Yeah, just-a one mo' time
Be sure I'll come back
Just-a one more time
Will I come back
So, good-bye
(harmonica)
Announcer spoken:
How about it?
Let's hear it for him, huh?
Little Stevie Wonder
Take a bow, Stevie
(instrumental)
(harmonica)
(piano)
Unk crowd woman: 'Yeah!, Harry, get down!'
Band member: (What key? What key?)
Other band member: (Been tellin' you)
Band member: (You been tellin' me, what?)
(instrumental)
(drums)
Stevie: Hey!
Come on!
Well, good-bye, good-bye
A-good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
I'm gonna go, yeah
I'm gonna go, yeah
Let's just swing it one more time!
(instrumental and harmonica to end)
Announcer:
'How 'bout it?'
'Go ahead an shake this up for me real good'
'Stevie Wonder.'
~
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Over The Top
Music :matthias jabs
Lyrics:matthias jabs
Down in the city
Where the girls look pretty
Some just like a miracle
Theyre so attractive
So hyperactive
But theyre cool and they talk cynical
Give me a chance
I dont want romance
Dont be so serious (oh nooo)
Lets get some action
Some real satisfaction
Youre so mysteroius
I cant wait any longer
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around
Down in the city
Where the girls are pretty
Some just like a miracle
Oooh, Im on the road
Get out of control
Im losing my mind
Its time to get wild
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around.
song performed by by Scorpions
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That’s Kids Just Messing Around
That’s Kids Just Messing Around
By: Adam J. Rubenstein
September 1009
State your name
State your claim
Tell me, from which you’ve came.
Manifest yourself
Never hide in vein
Set forth and shine
Now is the time
Stay on a righteous path
Never step on broken glass
Bite the tongue instead of l`as-shing out
Ask the kids what their day was about
Encourage, acknowledge, stand and be proud
Don’t beat,
Give em heat,
When they’re just messing around
It’s all in good fun;
It was done,
When we were young
They’re supposed to tear up the town
That’s kids, just messing around.
poem by Adam Rubenstein
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Stop
You think you're lovely, I know that you're wrong.
God made me ugly, so don't string me along.
Give me the good stuff, I'll leave you the rest,
Send me the good stuff and I'll put you to the test,
I'm going to.....
Stop messing around, cos what have you found
On the dirty ground.
You think I'm stupid and I know that you're right,
Or else why would I lie here in this big hollow night.
Did god make it easy, so easy on you,
Were you sent here to please me, well it won't
Get you through, cos I'm going to
Stop messing around, cos what have I found
On the dirty ground.
You're going to stop messing around, cos what
have you found on the dirty ground.
Are we going to stop, are we going to stop,
Are we going to stop?
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Real Good Man
Girl youve never known no one like me
Up there in your high society
They might tell you Im no good
Girl they need to understand
Just who I am
I may be a real bad boy
But baby Im a real good man
I may drink too much and play too loud
Hang out with a rough and rowdy crowd
That dont mean I dont respect
My mama or my uncle sam
Yes sir, yes maam
I may be a real bad boy
But baby Im a real good man
I might have a reckless streak
At least a country-mile wild
If youre gonna run with me
Its gonna be a wild ride
When it comes to loving you
Ive got velvet hands
Ill show you how a real bad boy
Can be a real good man
I take all the good times I can get
Im too young for growing up just yet
Aint much I can promise you
cept to do the best I can
Ill be damned
I may be a real bad boy
But baby Im a real good man
I may be a real bad boy
Oh but baby Im a real good man
Yes I am
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Real Good Looking Boy
When I think back to the
first time in my childhood
When I saw that face
I thought right then,
'That's a real good looking boy.'
I saw myself in the mirror
in profile
for the first time
I thought,
'Hey! That's a real good looking boy'
And I felt then
that I moved
With all those lucky bucks and angels
High in the theatre
In the sky
So I went to my mother
I said,
'Hey mom - take look at me'
Have you ever seen a teen
Fly so high?
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
She said,
'Son, well, you know,
you're ugly boy.
You don't really look like him.
In this long line
There's been some
real strange genes
You've got 'em all
You've got 'em all
With some extras thrown in
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
But I - I give in
Falling in love, in love with you
Now I'm here with you little darling
And you say, 'You're beautiful as you are'
And I've managed somehow to survive
You arrived in my life like a fragrance
And helped me find a way to laugh
And I know now so-called beauty lies
God gave him a face
Then he gave me something above
God gave me grace
Then he gave me your sweet, sweet, sweet love
You make me feel like a real good looking boy
I feel like a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
song performed by by Who
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Bad Rain
Dont come around here no more,
Bringing me all of your bad rain.
Cant you see Ive got troubles of my own.
I aint got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
Why in the world cant you just leave that stuff alone?
There was a time we had a good thing going on,
You and I both know the reason why it all went wrong.
Tried to stick by you, help you see it through,
But you used me all up, now youre on your own.
So, dont come around here no more,
Bringing me all of your bad rain.
Cant you see Ive got troubles of my own.
I aint got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
Why in the world cant you just leave that stuff alone?
Well I tried and tried again, to be good to you,
But you wont a hear a word and I dont know what its coming to.
Comes a time when you just have to turn and, walk away,
Theres nothing left to do, nothing left to say.
So, dont come around here no more,
Bringing me all of your bad rain.
Cant you see Ive got troubles of my own.
I aint got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
Why in the world cant you just leave that stuff alone?
I aint someone to be preaching to nobody else,
Aint going to try and pretend to be living that clean myself.
Cant stand by and watch you throw your life away,
But theres nothing left to do, nothing left to say.
So, dont come around here no more,
Bringing me all of your bad rain.
Cant you see Ive got troubles of my own.
I aint got time to be messing with all of your bad rain,
Why in the world cant you just leave that stuff alone?
Why in the world cant you just leave that stuff alone?
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Gun Crazy
kicking in the Christ Kiss crude as it is talk is cheap like a local jezebel got her face wounds Vigilante style highwayman lick a shallow grave play harmonica harmonica, harmonica speaking horseflesh singing horse - flesh find young blood Now is now! this is the end hey my friend to take what you have given your garden your Eden now my eyes burn dry with the usual who's who is this thing called life? fascination slug pile never band some fat ass pregnant bitch dancing her pinhole jelly veins to some jungle bell daddy sleaze looking for a stinking piece like it RAW AND SOFT like it RAW AND SOFT a substitute oyster house all you can stomach but who can eat at a time like...five fingered apostle lose a slipping gun spin and turn a tombstone blue feeling like a Jesus clone in a solid whorehouse we all play the game cause time is money, money wastes my time my time is dirt, dirt is my carnival Now is now! psyched-out and mean mutilation peace machine pussycat in trash make a real love machine sitting like a ziegfield crow classic textbook case basket-head sidewalk time has come again
song performed by by White Zombie
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Magdalene
kicking in the christ Kiss crude as it is talk is cheap like a local jezebel got her face wounds Vigilante style highwayman lick a shallow grave play harmonica harmonica harmonica speaking horseflesh singing horse - flesh find youngblood Now is now! this is the end hey my friend to take what you have given your garden your eden now my eyes burn dry whithe the usual who's who is this thing called life? fascination slugpile neverband some fat ass pregnant bitch dancing her pinhole jelly veins to some jungle bell daddy sleeze looking for a stin king peice like it RAW AND SOFT like it RAW AND SOFT a substitute oyster house all you can stomach but who can eat at a time like... five fingered apostle lose a slipping gun spin and turn a tombstone blue feeling like a jesus clone in a solid whorehouse we all play the game cause time is money money wastes my time my time is dirt dirt is my carnival Now is now! psyched-out and mean mutilation peace machine pussycat in trash make a real love machine sitting like a ziegfield crow classic textbook case basket-head sidewalk time has come again
song performed by by White Zombie
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Kick
Kicking in the christ kiss crude as it is talk is cheap like a local jezebel got her face wounds vigilante style highwayman lick a shallow grave play harmonica harmonica harmonica speaking horse
Singing horse - flesh find youngblood now is now! this is the end hey my friend to take what you have given your garden your eden now my eyes burn dry whithe the usual whos who is this thing called life? fascination slugpile neverband some fat ass pregnant bitch dancing her pinhole jelly veins to some jungle bell daddy sleeze looking for a stin king peice like it raw and soft like it raw and soft a substitute oyster house all you can stomach but who can eat at a time like... five fingered apostle lose a slipping gun spin and turn a tombstone blue feeling like a jesus clone in a solid whorehouse we all play the game cause time is money money wastes my time my time is dirt dirt is my carnival now is now! psyched-out and mean mutilation peace machine pussycat in trash make a real love machine sitting like a ziegfie
Ld crow classic textbook case basket-head sidewalk time has come again
song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Real Men...
real men...
dont threaten.
real men dont lie.
real men dont take
at the expense of others.
real men dont quit.
real men dont make excuses.
real men dont follow blindly.
real men dont abuse women.
real men are good fathers.
real men live by respect.
real men dont seek violence,
but dont back down.
real men get involved.
real men face their fears,
and their failures.
real men own their mistakes.
real men dont judge.
real men pray with the same hands
they wipe their buts with,
and know it!
real men forgive.
real men love at all costs.
real men stand for what they believe...
what the world needs now
is real men... (and women) !
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To me, nothing is more fascinating or theatrical than real life. These people are in dire situations, where something extreme has happened in their lives.
quote by Debra Messing
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You can alter movie singing so much because you go into the recording studio and, just technology for recording has gotten so good, you can hold out a note and they can combine a note from take 2 and a note from take 8.
quote by Anne Hathaway
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Dont Mess Up A Good Thing
(o. sain)
Good thing, good thing, good thing
You been cheating on me, now, baby
You know I know its true
Aint nobody in this whole wide world
Gonna love you like I do
Dont you be no fool, dont you be no fool
Gonna keep on fooling round now, baby
Gonna mess up a good thing
Gonna mess up a good thing, all right
Well, I might of cheated just a little bit baby
Like many others do
But when I get my little old paycheck now
It goes right back to you
Dont you be no fool, dont you be no fool
cause if you keep on fooling around now, baby
Gonna mess up a good thing, youre going to mess up a good thing
They tell me you got a part-time lover
Whos living way cross town
It wont be but a little while, baby
Before you put me down
Dont you be no fool, dont you be no fool
Gonna keep on fooling round now, baby
Gonna mess up a good thing
Gonna mess up a good thing, all right
Let me tell you something
Now, dont you go sneaking across town,baby
To catch me doing wrong
Dont you know everybodys jealous, baby
cause we got a thing going on
Dont you be no fool, dont you be no fool
If you keep on fooling round now baby
Gonna mess up a good thing
Gonna mess up a good thing
Good thing [youre messing up a good thing]
Messing up a good thing
Good thing
Good thing
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Good Love
Check it out, kelly
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
Have I told you lately?
That I am grateful of my sweet baby
Youre everything a woman could want
No maybes cause I cant keep it inside
Keep giving, giving me good love yeah
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
Never thought one moment
That were together could be so happy
The kind of love thats only in dreams
Dont wanna wake up if I lose your touch
Keep giving, giving me good love yeah
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
Ive been looking
Trying to find
Something new
Thank God theres you
Heaven sent a love to me thats so good
Cause heaven sent a love
Thatll love me like no other
Uh, break it down
Kelly price, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, ya heard it right here baby
Good love
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love, yeah you do
Hey, you give good love baby
I cant believe oh
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
You give good love
A real good love
Baby I cant believe
You are my destiny
song performed by by Kelly Price
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I'm in too deep
i need to know this is real,
and that you are not just messing,
with my heat and soul,
i know you feel it too,
i like you,
just as much as you like me,
don't mess with my heart,
it will break into a million pieces,
if i were to find out,
you treated it as a game,
a game to prove you were the man,
it will hurt me deeply,
i'm not just any girl,
you can just throw away,
i am one of a kine,
i hope you can see,
before it's too late,
what we have is special,
it's real,
it would be a bad thing to watse,
just please,
be kind to my heart.
poem by Mona Martinez
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If You Feed It Good
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes.
And,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
I'm not gonna mock you anymore,
'Cause you're good to me.
You don't have to knock,
On that unlocked door.
No more...
I'll rock your needs
When we get it heated! .
Now,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Just feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Don't shout or scream,
To be mean and demean.
I'm not your enemy.
Nor do I owe a thing....
To ya!
You can pout with a frown,
Thinking it will bring me down.
To be around...
For your clown count!
To the ground.
But,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it real good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Just,
Feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
Like it should.
Feed it good.
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
Like it should.
Feed it good.
Yes,
Feed it real good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
And,
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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True Friend <3
A real friend is someone who walks in when everybody else walks out,
A real friend shares all the good times and helps you in the bad,
A real friend knows all about you but loves you anyway,
A real friend is like a star, you dont always see them, but you know they're always there,
A real friend is like a diamond, precious and rare,
A real friend can tell you things you don't want to tell yourself,
A real friend reaches for your hand, but touches your heart
A real friend is like a 4-leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have,
A real friend thinks you're a good egg even though you're half cracked,
A real friend is very difficult to find, hard to leave and impossible to forget
poem by Caoimhe Daly
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Good Life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art dealer's stew
good life
a shut up life
keep the breath
skin tight
good life
paint life
portrait hanging loose
good life
tune life
a melody
to choose
good life
food life
keep the stew up boil
good life
feel life
wrapped in arty's foil
good life
real life
still life do
good life
real life
an art of dealer's stew
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Suicide Kid
As she read the note aloud
Her voice clear and loud
'This is what she wrote
Her suicide note'
There were gasps all through the air
For everyone seemed to care
They said she was so great
But their compliments were too late
Her note read like this
'Nothing in my life is bliss
And no one sees the tears I cry
You will only care once i die
Perfection was only a minor concern
Love is what I yearn
This pain you say you now feel
Is probably not even real
As you sit there and moap or gloat
What you just read was my suicide note'
No words were spoken
No silence broken
No child whined
And no one shined
They were all put down to dirt
To see how much she hurt
This was her master plan
To hurt the common man
To feel the way she did
Little baby suicide kid
poem by Laura Kelly
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