Temperatures Heat Up Slow
Temperatures heat up slow.
Some boil to explode.
Steaming to show outside...
What can no longer hide.
Temperatures heat up slow.
some refuse to let go!
Until it's hard to keep...
A heat that has been released.
It's difficult to find the time to explain it.
Words aren't there to say what's going on.
Some people make it their business,
To stir up arguments.
And leaving behind them created conflicts.
Temperatures heat up slow.
With a click.
Some boil to explode.
With many clicks.
Steaming to show outside...
Flying fists.
What can no longer hide,
Loud brawled rifts!
And it's hard to find time to explain this!
Or sit in calmness to cool rowdy rows.
Some folks will agitate this,
As if it's a gift.
To then give to others...
To glow in what has been bestowed.
To behold what is done,
That gets old.
And this has left many cold.
Some people make it their business,
To stir up these riffs.
And leaving behind them created conflicts.
With all conflicts growing old!
Much too old to bestow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love & Heat
Heat has a strange affect on the human mind
Sensations are felt strongly and often undefined
It appears that temperatures are rising from within
To match the sweltering heat outside like a twin
It feels like a fever crawling slowly through veins
Spreading all over until no cool spot remains
Some people feel a rage when driving or agitation
But to me the heat feels like a welcome sedation
It appears as my senses are running in a low gear
And everything is fuzzy and I'm unsure and unclear
The heat surrounds me with a steaming outer shell
It paralyzes my reactions and invades every cell
When the humidity rises and temperatures are high
The wind feels like heat waves or a blazing drive-by
The hot breeze invades my pores and heats my heart
I can sense the blood pumping not needing a kick start
Running down my collarbone I feel a wet salty trail
And I am helpless against the reactions you prevail
In the heat of the day I like to come together real slow
Your touch silencing my thoughts and my mind I let go
When our bodies collide surrounded by vapor and steam
Making love in slow motion I perceive like a great dream
The ceiling fan cuts through thick layers of scorching heat
But our bodies are breathing together and are complete
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Heat Wave
Were having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The temperatures rising,
It isnt surprising,
She certainly can can-can.
She started a heat wave
By letting her seat wave
In such a way that
The customers say that
She certainly can can-can.
Gee, her anatomy
Makes the mercury
Jump to ninety-three.
Were having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The way that she moves
That thermometer proves
That she certainly can can-can.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Heat Wave
Were having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The temperatures rising,
It isnt surprising,
She certainly can can-can.
She started a heat wave
By letting her seat wave
In such a way that
The customers say that
She certainly can can-can.
Gee, her anatomy
Makes the mercury
Jump to ninety-three.
Were having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The way that she moves
That thermometer proves
That she certainly can can-can.
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Don't Want To Be Hindered
It was better when I wasn't your poppa,
Or that old man you would see.
It would be better if we didn't lay naked...
And enjoy our company!
But,
I don't want to be hindered...
About my abilities.
And,
I might need just a little time...
To strike up a little bit of heat!
I like the turning up the heat too.
I like the doing what it is we do.
I like the feeling of the tender touches.
And I like it slow before I stir it up,
But...
I don't want to be hindered,
About my abilities.
And,
I might need just a little time...
To strike up a little bit of heat!
It was better when I wasn't your poppa,
Or that old man you would see.
It would be better if we didn't lay naked...
And enjoy our company!
But,
I don't want to be hindered...
About my abilities.
I like the turning up the heat too.
I like the doing what it is we do.
I like the feeling of the tender touches.
And I like it slow before I stir it up,
But...
I like the turning up the heat too.
I like the doing what it is we do.
I like the feeling of the tender touches.
And I like it slow before I stir it up,
But...
I don't want to be hindered,
About my abilities.
I don't want to be hindered.
Don't want to be hindered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intro
From the national weather service.....
There is a severe heat advisory in effect all over the world,
Right now, temperatures are at 98 and rising.
Please use extreme caution so as not to be overwhelmed by this heat.
Further information will be announced as it becomes available.
song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Intro (From 98 Degrees And Rising)
From The National Weather Service...
There is a severe heat advisory in the world
temperatures are at 98 Degrees and rising.
Please use extreme caution so
as not to be overwhelmed by this heat.
Further information will be announced
as it be comes available.
song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Presto
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
If I could wave my magic wand...
I am made from the dust of the stars
And the oceans flow in my veins
Here I hide in the heart of the city
Like a stranger coming out of the rain
The evening plane rises up from the runway
Over constellations of light
I look down into a million houses
And wonder what youre doing tonight
If I could wave my magic wand
Id make everything all right
Im not one to believe in magic
But I sometimes have a second-sight
Im not one with a sense of proportion
When my heart still changes overnight
I had a dream of a winter garden
A midnight rendezvous
Silver, blue, and frozen silence
What a fool I was for you
I had a dream of the open water
I was swimming away out to sea
So deep I could never touch bottom
What a fool I used to be
If I could wave my magic wand
Id set everybody free
Im not one to believe in magic
Though my memory has a second-sight
Im not one to go pointing my finger
When I radiate more heat than light
Dont ask me
Im just improvising
My illusion of careless flight
Cant you see
My temperatures rising
I radiate more heat than light
Dont ask me
Im just sympathizing
My illusions a harmless flight
Cant you see
My temperatures rising
I radiate more heat than light
song performed by by Rush
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Heat Of Summer, Heated Love.
Summer's heat can swelter and melt...
As summer's heat may simmer as weld.
Some summer's heat can burn as long...
This summer's heat can impel a song.
Summer's heat can cook and bake...
Summer's heat of life can take.
Boil and broil a heart so hot...
A summer's heat can break that romanceful knot.
This heat of summer can smoulder and rot.
Anger's heat, heats up my libido's furnace...
This love of summer can invoke to heart, a loving furnish.
Love of summer brings to mind, a resurgance of love...
Summer's sun may bathe one and all with heat fro' above.
Summer's heat can bring to beaches and swimming pools...
Visions of women in bikinied thongs, these things my eyes do love.
poem by Michael Gale
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Born Under Punches
Take a look at these hands.
Take a look at these hands.
The hand speaks. the hand of a government man.
Well Im a tumbler. born under punches.
Im so thin.
All I want is to breathe Im too thin
Wont you breathe with me?
Find a little space, so we can move in-between in-between it
And keep on step ahead, of yourself.
Dont you miss it, dont you miss it.
Some a you people just about missed it!
Last time to make plans!
Well Im a tumbler...
Im a government man.
Never seen anything like that before
Falling bodies tuble cross the floor well Im a tumbler!
When you get to where you wanna be thank you! thank you!
When you get to where you wanna be dont even mention it!
Take a look at these hands. theyre passing in-between us.
Take a look at these hands
Take a look at these hands. you dont have to mention it.
No thanks. Im a government man.
And the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...
And the heat goes on...where the hand has been...and the heat goes
On...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes
On...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes
On...where the hand has been...and the heat goes on...and the heat
Goes on...
Im not a drowning man!
And Im not a burning building! (Im a tumbler!)
Drowning cannot hurt a man!
Fire cannot hurt a man. (not the government man.)
All I want is to breathe thank you. thank you
Wont you breathe with me?
Find a little space...so we move in-between Im so thin
And keep one step ahead of yourself. Im catching up with myself
All I want it to breathe
Wont you breathe with me hands of a government man
Find a little space so we move in-between
And keep one step ahead of yourself. dont you miss it! dont you
Miss it!
And the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...
And the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...
And the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes on...
Where the hands has been...and the heat goes on...and the heat goes
On...and the heat goes on...
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Hot! Like a Heat Hot Drops
Hot!
Like a heat hot.
These past few days,
In the first week of July 2010...
With humidity high.
Sweltering the air and wetting the skin.
Not a part of the body remains dry outside.
And usually it is the month of August,
That simmers in New England...
With an egg on rocks to fry.
Hot!
Like a heat hot drops,
Moisture undenied.
Cooling to dry has to be done inside.
Unless one is among the unfortunate.
With a crying done that goes undetected.
Since tears from the eyes go unrecognized.
Hot!
Like a heat hot,
Drops.
As temperatures soar.
Dripping a salty sweat from every known pore.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Heat In The City
Bumper to bumper traffic in the heat of the city
The air is thick and dusty full of smog and gritty
Dirty Yellow Cabs contributing to noisy confusion
While a hot dog stand on the corner sells profusion
The pavement is sticky reflecting the heat in waves
Throughout cars are swallowed by hot asphalt graves
Overcrowded busses spit out passengers one by one
While temperatures are rising with an unforgiving sun
Vegetables and fruits for sale covered in dirt and grime
On the sidewalks of the city bait flies in the mean time
People rushing downstairs to the Metro escaping the heat
Only realizing that it is just as bad and by far no retreat
A broken fire hydrant provides the illusion of cool relieve
But only street children bathe in the grey water taking leave
A lonely traffic cop damp with perspiration looks atrocious
Hot sweaty faces wait for his signal resentful and ferocious
Curriers on bikes with sunburns between cars are speeding
Steaming masses waiting for the light before proceeding
The smells of the hot city are overpowering and very strong
Torturing its inhabitants without sense of right and wrong
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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The Goods From Your Efforts
Rise to the occasion each time met.
No matter how brisk cool breezes blow.
Or temperatures heated to leave you wet.
Bring with it uncomfortable humidity.
To slow the affects of your expectations.
Do not let a breaking of sweat upset.
Or keep a goal that is set to let slip,
From its fixed position in your mind.
And eventually the goods from your efforts,
Will deliver to you prosperity in time.
Do not let a breaking of sweat upset.
Or temperatures heated to leave you wet,
To slow the affects of your expectations.
And eventually the goods from your efforts,
Will leave you cheering to erase every regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving Innocence
You created the fences.
And constructed the walls.
You put up all of your defenses,
While in the midst of conflicts...
And initiating those brawls.
In the past when you bullied it seemed much fun.
You undermined many and you saw some run.
You picked your enemies with a consciousness done.
And now you want to sit to complain about it.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
In the past when you bullied it seemed much fun.
You undermined many and you saw some run.
You picked your enemies with a consciousness done.
And now you want to sit to complain about it.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
You created the fences.
And constructed the walls.
You put up all of your defenses,
While in the midst of conflicts...
And those brawls.
In the past when you bullied it seemed much fun.
You undermined many and you saw some run.
You picked your enemies with a consciousness done.
And now you want to sit to complain about it.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
As if you were the innocent one in the mix.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
And nothing innocent about it you can convince.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
You caused the riffs and conflicts.
Giving innocence.
And nothing innocent about it you can convince.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dip It Low [Video Version]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Tripped With a Ticket
Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And-not-online,
With those of like minds.
Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And not trying to find,
The rhythm nor the rhyme.
But,
Who knew...
That a vision would take a big shift.
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And who knew...
Temperatures would rise to ball fists quick,
To throw hissy fits with a striking to hit.
Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where!
Who knew...
People unaware would actually care.
And who knew,
Those picky people would be paying the fare...
For everyone who thought they would be going nowhere.
And who knew,
Those picky people would be the ones prepared,
To shut lips up with a showing they cared.
Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And-not-online,
With those of like minds.
Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And not trying to find,
The rhythm nor the rhyme.
But,
Who knew...
That a vision would take a big shift.
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And who knew...
Temperatures would rise to ball fists quick,
To throw hissy fits with a striking to hit.
And those picky people would prevent all of it!
But,
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And do the best they could to get the folks to quit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Burning Heat
Burning in my heart- burning in my soul
Gotta have it more and more- hot and overloaded
Starving for some fun tonight- always dressed to kill
Dont tell me what I need- I need the thrill indeed
Dont stop me now
Ill run you over- bastard
Get out of my way
I feel mighty great
Burning heat- gets me- burning heat
Burning heat- breaks me- burning heat
Cant you see it coming- stronger than a bull
Get yourself going- youre too easy to beat
Dont forget Im strong- powerful and straight
I can take you on cause I am hard to break
Dont stop me now
Ill run you over- bastard
Get out of my way
I feel mighty great
Burning heat- gets me- burning heat
Burning heat- breaks me- burning heat
Burning heat- gets me- burning heat
Burning heat- breaks me- burning heat
Burning heat- leads me- burning heat
Burning heat- feeds me- burning heat
Burning in my heart- burning in my soul
Gotta have it more and more- hot and overloaded
Burning heat- gets me- burning heat
Burning heat- breaks me- burning heat
Burning heat- leads me- burning heat
Burning heat- feeds me- burning heat
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Carrie Ann
Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Time stands still, baby when I touch you
I cant believe the way Im feelin
Please dont speak, its taken me all this time
To find the strength just to say
That I never knew what love was til I met you
Never thought that I could act this way
But Im still afraid to show how much I need you
Tell me, what makes a man like me this way
Carrie ann, dont ask me why
Baby I work so hard just to hide my emotions
Carrie ann, words cant explain
The way that I feel in my heart
Lovers hearts never quite beat in time
They never find that perfect rhythm
You know I let you down many times
But this I promise to you
That Ill never lead you through doors of deception
I wont bind you to a chain of lies
Though I know my love for you wont be perfection
What I give to you will last all time
Carrie ann, dont ask me why
Baby I work so hard just to hide my emotions
Carrie ann, my words cant explain
The way that I feel in my heart
Take a little time to realize
Ill love you faithfully
Just take a little time and youll see
That baby its me
Carrie ann, dont ask me why
Baby I work so hard just to hide my emotions
Carrie ann, my words cant explain
The way that I feel in my heart
song performed by by Styx
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The Heat Goes On
You walk tall, got your head in the clouds
You talk soft, but youre thinking aloud
And you know, exactly what you want
You box shy, youre hard to get
You got the face that I cant forget
And I know, I know the heat goes on
I know that the heat goes on
I know that the heat goes on
You play tight, youre nobodys fool
Youre not cold, but I know that youre cool
Look at you, I know the heat goes on
Now tell me, with your hand on youre heart
That you knew, you were right from the start
And youre sure, you felt it all along
You know that the heat goes on
You know that the heat goes on
Times to decide, times that Ive lied
Problems will never be solved
Which way is wrong, which could be right?
This heat will always go on
You walk tall, got your head in the clouds
You talk soft, but youre thinking aloud
And you know, exactly what you want
You box shy, youre hard to get
You got the face that Ill never forget
You and I know, we know the heat goes on
song performed by by Asia
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Dip It Low
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talking when I make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When it's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And your thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hair
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Slow Folks
Slow folks...
Seem to stir up all the troubles.
And they poke up...
To mope around hope.
The slow folks...
Would like to borrow buttered biscuits,
And then lick 'em...
Like their crackin' on dope!
Those slow folks...
Can getchu outta line!
Those slow folks...
I've seen that all the time!
Those slow folks...
Will get quick in your face.
But you gotta say,
Hell no!
I'm not that joke you want provoked.
Slow folks...
Seem to stir up all the troubles.
And they poke up...
To mope around hope.
Oh,
Slow folks...
Seem to stir up all the troubles.
And they poke up...
To mope around hope.
The slow folks...
Would like to borrow buttered biscuits,
And then lick 'em...
Like their crackin' on dope!
Those slow folks...
Will get quick in your face.
But you gotta say,
Hell no!
I'm not that joke you want provoked.
By those slow folks...
A butt end of a joke.
By those slow folks.
Provoked or demoted,
By those slow folks.
Or turn into a joke!
By those slow folks.
They can getchu outta line!
Those slow folks...
I've seen that all the time!
Those slow folks...
Will get quick in your face.
But you gotta say,
Hell no!
I'm not that joke you want provoked.
Those slow folks...
Seem to stir up all the troubles.
And they poke up...
To mope around hope.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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