The Last Honeydew
On the way home from work
I buy the last honeydew
in the window at Meyers.
Tonight the wife
will cut it in half
and with elbow bent
scoop the pulp
like ice cream
from its golden shell.
She will savor its juices
as I do the cherries
on the sundaes of her breasts.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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I Love Rocky Road
I hear those ice cream bells and I start to drool
Keep a couple quarts in my locker at school
Yah, but chocolates gettin old
Vanilla just leaves me cold
Theres just one flavor good enough for me, yah me
Dont gimme no crummy taste spoon
I know what I need
Baby, I love rocky road
So werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
I love rocky road
So have another triple scoop with me, ow
They tell me ice cream junkies are all the same
All the soda jerkers know my name
When their supple is gone
Then Ill be movin on
But Ill be back on monday afternoon, youll see
Another truck loads comin in for me, all for me
Im singin
I love rocky road
So werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
I love rocky road
So have another triple scoop with me, ow
(oh, make it talk)
When Im all alone, I just grab myself a cone
And if I get fat and loose my teeth thats fine with me
Just lock me in the freezer and throw away the key
Sing it
I love rocky road
So werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
I love rocky road
So have another triple scoop with me
I love rocky road
So werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
I love rocky road
So have another triple scoop with
*i love rocky road
*so werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
*i love rocky road
*so have another triple scoop with
*i love rocky road
*so werent you gonna buy half a gallon, baby
*i love rocky road
*so have another triple scoop with me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Silvers Home Tonight
Funny how she still remembers
Those words of love that got him nowhere
Even though she knows hes calling
She never finds the way to show her feelings
She doesnt mind the hours shes keeping
Hes waking when shes sleeping
For him it means so much to hear her voice
Shes home tonight
Silvers home tonight
And in the morning light
Shell feel much better
Home tonight, shell stay home tonight
Shell be sleeping light
Till he calls her again
Even though they didnt know it
Standing in the shadow love was waiting
Shed been his friend for such a long time
But never told the boy her heart was breaking
Silver had no way of knowing
That secretly his love was growing
And now hes coming back to stay
Shes home tonight
Silvers home tonight
And in the morning light
Theyre gonna be together
Home tonight, silvers home tonight
She can hear him saying Ill never leave you again
She could only wait
Till the time was right
It was never too late
Shes home tonight
Silvers home tonight
And in the morning light
Theyre gonna be together
Home tonight
Silvers home tonight
She can hear him saying Ill never leave you again
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Day In Day Out
in the morning you work
the work is dull till you see her
with hair as golden as the sun
a face that only compairs to the gods
the day gose quickly and you go home
though you only think of her
the worker known as the boss
you see her in the dark and
in the light but you are sleeping
next to your wife
the next day you go to work
though you find know one
that has a face that more
gorgeous as a god
or hair as golden as the sun
insted you find that the goddess
with the hair as golden as the sun
the face that makes even the god jelouse
never egsisted but in your mind
though when you get home
your eye go as wide as tho sun
when you see the face that make god jelouse
is the one that you married shes your wife
so you see her every night with flower in hand
for the ladie with the golden hair
poem by Daniel Thompson
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Wonder Where My Baby Is Tonight
Well I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder where my babys gone
Hope shell do no wrong
Lookin for my baby, shes not around
I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder what on earths my babys doin
If shes not at home theres trouble brewin
If she really loves me shell believe in what I say
Tryin hard to find out where my baby is tonight
If shes not at home Id better go
Well I only know I wanna see my baby
Went to call for her but she is gone right out of sight
Looking for my baby
Shes not around
I wonder where my baby is tonight
Well I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder where my baby is tonight
I wonder where my babys gone
Hope shell do no wrong
Lookin for my baby, shes not around
I wonder where my baby is tonight
I hope that everythings gonna be all right
Well I wonder where my baby is tonight
song performed by by Kinks
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Tonight
Its all on my shoulders
And it was gettin harder to bear
Each day I was gettin older
And I was startin to show the wear
Tonight Im gonna get it all
Gonna lay my work on the shelf?
Tonight, tonight, Im comin home to you
Tonight, tonight, Im comin home to you it was a hard run this time momma
And it aint ever gonna get easier
Im searchin through my memories
And I cant remember of a year?
But tonight Im gonna get it all
Gonna lay my work on the shelf
Tonight, tonight, Im comin home to you (2x)
(solo)
Tonight, tonight, Im comin home to you (4x)
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Half Of Me
half of me is darkness
half of me is light
half of me is a shadow
half of me is my body
one hand is above the other
elbow to elbow that is what levels me
i ponder upon these
one body pulled by two horses in opposite directions
i ponder upon a way
to tame this wildness
this anarchy of my senses
these desires not properly canalized
on Eros overflowing
on a confusion of my mind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Day In Day Out
in the morning you work
the work is dull till you see her
with hair as golden as the sun
a face that only compares to the gods
the day goes quickly and you go home
though you only think her
the worker known as the boss
you see her in the dark and
in the light but you are sleeping
next to your wife
the next day you go to work
though you find know one
that has a face that more
gorgeous as a god
or hair as golden as the sun
poem by Aaron Dacey
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The Rolling Cones
You hear their siren song in the air,
before you ever see the truck.
If it is “The Rolling Cones”
then my friend, you are in luck.
Where Mister Softee use to be
an old bald man down on his luck,
“The Rolling Cones” have sweet young things
Make sexy sundaes in a cup.
These ice cream ladies sell the wares
while wearing frilly bustiers.
Men of a certain age all troupe
to wave their dollars for two scoops.
Curves and ice cream swirls can be
Sexy, yes, but not obscene,
It’s a profitable duopoly.
They use hot babes to sell ice cream.
To differentiate their trucks
From the topless coffee vendor “Cups”
They needed a name all their own
That’s why they’re called “The Rolling Cones”
poem by John F. McCullagh
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She Don't Want Nobody Near
She don't want nobody near
But you can't get away from that
They appear and disappear
And they all get a string attached
Pretty soon they've got you hanging on the line
Pretty soon they're singing one by one, the same old rhyme
They say, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
She don't want nobody home
Cause it's a little too crowded then
But she don't want to be alone
So they just keep pouring in
Pretty soon they've got her headed for the door
She comes home to find that they're not hanging 'round no more
She says, "I'm alright, you just can't get home tonight"
Don't you wonder what she looks like in the light?
She says "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
Pretty white-washed lies,
endless alibis
and reasons that need cleaning every night
Half a world away
You can't wash away the stain of the deceiving
And the things that you cannot believe
And well, she don't want no one around
Cause she don't want anybody to see
What she looks like when she's down
Cause that's a really sad place to be
Pretty soon she gets them crawling up the walls
Then she wonders why they beg her please to never call
She says "I'm ok, it's alright, hey look who's on TV tonight"
She says, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight"
Don't you wonder why it's dark outside at night?
She says, "I'm alright, I just can't get home tonight
song performed by by Counting Crows
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La Gloria
Oh suzi youre shaking your red hair
Disco diva y flamenco chico
You know the eyesll all be fixing on you tonight
La bonita a la vista de un marinero
The men in the casa de rosa
They have a penchant for living
Shell be dancing till the coca wears off tonight
Whos a bad girl tonight
Tonight shell be having fun
The likes of which well never know
Tonight shell be having fun
See her go
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Woah estamos en la gloria
Oh suzi youre shaking youre red dress
Viva tango to revive the bull
Shell be dancing, shell be clicking her heels tonight
If you see her estrellita, shell make you king for a day
Ole to the cabaretera
Shell sing all your troubles away
Looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Pata tendida!
Si no la bandida
She go rattattatta
!ariba ariba ariba andale!
Kiss all them working day blues away
Till the light of day
Estamos en la gloria
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Woah estamos en la gloria
song performed by by Erasure
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Take The Lid Off The Pot
Just take the lid off the pot
Savor all the flavor
Take the lid off the pot
Savor all the flavor
Take the lid off the pot
And savor all the flavor
That's inside of the pot
To then taste what that pot has got
It's been long in simming
With select ingredients
Mouths drool and this is seen
With a stirring up the scent
Eyes are watering with dreams
Now's the time to dip in and get eating
To stop the teasing that was meant
Take the lid off the pot
Savor all the flavor
Take the lid off the pot
Savor all the flavor
Take the lid off the pot
And savor all the flavor
That's inside of the pot.
To then taste what that pot has got
Delicious is the stew
To satisfy those licking lips
Deliciously it soothes
For those who sit and wish
With a wanting more of it!
Just take that lid off the pot
To savor all the flavor
Take the lid off the pot
Savor all the flavor
Take that lid off the pot
And savor all the flavor
That's inside of the pot
To then taste what that pot has got.
'What's the matter? '
There's none left!
'What are you saying?
What do you mean? '
It's gone
All of it
So
Take those memories you've got
And reminisce those wishes
That was inside that pot
There is not even a drop!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spend The Night (Ce Soir)
Spend the night
With me tonight
C'est soir tonight
Spend the night
with me tonight
tonight tonight
Why go home to an empty bed?
Why try to fight those passions in your head?
We're two hearts on fire
Fueled by a simple touch
With love and desire we both need so much
You're the girl
only girl
so right for me
You're the girl
golden girl
Spend the night
With me tonight
C'est soir tonight
Spend the night
With me tonight
Tonight tonight
Listen,
I'm not out just for an easy lay
I really love you in a special way
Unlock the door girl
We can throw away the key
I want more of you
And girl here's all of me
You're the girl
Only girl
So right for me
You're the girl
Golden girl
Spend the night
With me tonight
C'est soir tonight
Spend the night
With me tonight
Tonight tonight
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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It's So Nice To Be Home
Isn't it nice to be home again
Sitting around the fire with family and friends
Isn't it nice to be home again
It's so nice to be home
My little daughter's sleeping
And the boy is all right
My wife is so lovely
I'll love her tonight
Looking out the window at a new moon’s light
It's so nice to be home
I took old Blue out hunting on a Saturday
We didn't get home until the middle of May
A freaky winter storm went and blocked our way
Old Blue he kept me thinking and a talking 'bout you
And when Blue got down
I’d talk about Bobby and Sue
Together we did what we had to do
To get back home to you
It's so nice to be home.
poem by Steven Sabathie
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Green Green Grass Of Home
The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
And down the road I look and there runs Mary
Her golden lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they've all come to meet me
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the
Green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I'd walk with my sweet Mary
Her golden lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yesm they've all come
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the
Green, green grass of home.
Then I awake and look around me
At the gray walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm in arm, we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the
Green, green grass of home...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Getting To Know You Well
Turn back another page
Reading the words she sent today
Feeling my capsize
Gazing at photographs of you
Hearing the baby cry
Then watching his mother try to soothe
Living the terminal lies
Hoping my dreams come true tonight
Getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
Just wish I could break your shell
I'm getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
I think we might be okay
Chewing on ice cream cones
Seeing the sun shine down to you
Out in a rowing boat
Seeing the seagull spy for food
Pulling the daisy chains
Losing myself again with you
Wish it could stay like this
Cause yesterday went away too soon
Getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
Just wish I could break your shell
I'm getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
I think we might be okay
Getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
Just wish I could break that shell
I'm getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
I think we might be okay
Trying hard to find a reason
With every step I take I'm sinking
I wish that I could say I'm coming
With every breath I'm choking
Waking up late today
Sleeping in clothes that stick to you
Hearing the plane fly by
Staring at paper clouds and hills
Getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
Just wish I could break your shell
I'm getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
I think we might be okay
Getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
Just wish I could break that shell
I'm getting to know you well (Getting to know you well)
I think we might be okay
song performed by by Feeder
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On A Seven-Day Diary
Oh I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and talked and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and watched a show and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate steak and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and fucked and went to sleep.
Then it was Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!
Love must be the reason for the week!
We went shopping! I saw clouds!
The children explained everything!
I could talk about the main thing!
What did I drink on Saturday night
that lost the first, best half of Sunday?
The last half wasn't worth this 'word.'
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and went to sleep,
refreshed but tired by the weekend.
poem by Alan Dugan
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Like A Prostitute
Why are you dressed up like a prostitute towards me tonight?
For your feet were never at home when i visited;
And what i heard was that,
All the men around played with your breasts.
You seduced them with your smooth words and,
You are almost naked in your clothes tonight;
But i will walk away alone through the thick forest and,
Through the dark forest to save my name tonight!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Too Much Thinking
you are like a window
half-open
still in a crisis of whether
to close
or open
or perhaps simply sifting
what wind
shall be allowed to enter
always indecisive
as to what really must be done
tonight
perhaps i am thinking that
much
about you
underestimating that all you wanted
to have
in this sophisticated minding
is just the soft light of the moon
on that window
that is always half-open
and that really
there is nothing much to it
to debate upon
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Used To Say That To Me
Lets take a rest
Your kisses take my breath
You are the best
Its never been like this
Chorus:
She used to say that to me
Over and over so sweet
Shell tell you shell never leave
She used to say that to me
It thrills you so
When she whispers soft and low
Please hold me tight
I need your love tonight
Repeat Chorus
Im yours, she sighs
And she means it at the time
But someday shell go
If youre wonderin how I know
She used to say that to me
Over and over so sweet
Shell tell you shell never leave
She used to say that
She used to say that to me
Over and over so sweet
Shell tell you shell never leave
She used to say that to me
She used to say that to me
song performed by by George Strait
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Gypsy's Wife
And where, where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight
I've heard all the wild reports, they can't be right
But whose head is this she's dancing with on the threshing floor
whose darkness deepens in her arms a little more
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Ah the silver knives are flashing in the tired old cafe
A ghost climbs on the table in a bridal negligee
She says, "My body is the light, my body is the way"
I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride's bouquet
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?...
Too early for the rainbow, too early for the dove
These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood
And there is no man or woman who can't be touched
But you who come between them will be judged
And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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