She's a Heartbreaker
She used to drive a beat up pickup
Down around San Antone
Stealin' the heart of every guy in town
Includin' the one I own
But this sweet young thing of seventeen
Would sting you with the lovesick blues
Just a blonde haired blue eyed picture of sin
Lookin' for someone to use
She's a lover 'n fighter
song performed by by ZZ Top from Tejas
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Shes A Heartbreaker
She used to drive a beat up pickup
Down around san antone
Stealin the heart of every guy in town
Includin the one I own
But this sweet young thing of seventeen
Would sting you with the lovesick blues
Just a blonde haired blue eyed picture of sin
Lookin for someone to use
Shes a lover n fighter, shes a wild bull rider
And Im wonderin why she left me such a long time ago
Shes a heartbreaker, shes a love taker
She can break a heart and take all the love she needs
Well I heard she got down in beaumont
And she wound up in el paso
She was tuff as a boot and thin as a rail
And she could step to the cotton eyed joe
If you run across this flagrant fuzzy
Slip in and get her while you can
Cause before too long shell be good as gone
And runnin with another man
Shes a lover n fighter, shes a wild bull rider
And Im wonderin why she left me such a long time ago
Shes a heartbreaker, shes a love taker
She can break a heart and take all the love she needs
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Im A Lover Not A Fighter
Well I met a pretty girl, as pretty as can be
I thought she was my baby till she introduced to me
A great big tall fella, about six foot tall
I shivered and I shook, couldnt do any more
cause Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
And Im really built for speed
Built for speed
Well, some people think Im lazy but theres one thing they dont know
cause when Im in the mood I can go caddy[? ] go
cause Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
And Im really built for speed
Built for speed
Built for speed
Whoa yeah
Well I can roar like a lion, I can sting like a bee
But some times I think, baby, Ive got rabbit blood in me
cause Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
Yes, Im a lover not a fighter
And Im really built for speed
Built for speed
Built for speed
Whoa yeah
song performed by by Kinks
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Too Young For The Blues
Such a bad thing to run away from my mother
Right into the arms of a lover
I should walk away from you in my brand new shoes
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
I'm a baby, and your kiss is so tender
I'm a big fool if I ever surrender
I'll come back some day when I learn the rules
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
Soon enough the blues will come and break my heart
So I'll make my getaway before the teardrops start
It's a hard game and I'm just a beginner
Why play if the blues is the winner
If I stick around I know I'll lose
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
Soon enough the blues will come and break my heart
So I'll make my getaway before the teardrops start
It's a hard game and I'm just a beginner
Why play if the blues is the winner
If I stick around I know I'll lose
Because I'm just too young, too young for the blues
Just too young, too young for the blues.
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Satellite Blues
(young - young)
She makes the place a jumpin
The way she moves around
She like a rump and rollin
Thats when she get it out
And when she start a rockin
She bring me to the boil
She like to give it out some
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
A picture clear for watchin
The dish is runnin hot
The box is set for pumpin
She gonna take the lot
The way she get the butt in
Shes gettin set to ball
I like to chew it up some
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues), yeah yeah
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
Cant get nothin on the dial
The frigin thing gone wild
All I gets the dumbed down news
New satellite blues
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
I got the satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
This things nothing but a load of crap
Im gonna send it right back
You can stick it where it hurts...
Mac!
I got the satellite blues
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Manami
I am Sorry. I am sorry those are the only words I can put to effort I am sorry I was not there to tell you good night, I am sorry that I wasn't there for your recitals. I am sorry I was not there to brush your hair, or get you ready for prom, I am sorry that I was not at you graduation that balmy June day. I am sorry that I was not at your wedding, to your dark haired handsome husband now that I look back and wish I could brush your blonde hair or to see your smiling face but, only in my dreams no more will I see the face of my young. I am sorry that I am your mother and for not being there when you need me the most so forgive me my sweet brown eyed blonde hair and with light tanned skin. Manami. I am Sorry.
poem by Raine Uchiha
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The Street Only Knew Your Name
Your street, rich street or poor
You should always be sure of your street
There's a place in your heart,
When you know from the start
And you can't be complete without a street
Keep movin' on, just like a train
Sometimes you gotta look back to the street again
Would you prefer all those castles in spain
Or a view of the street from your window pane
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name, precious name
There was walter and joy, kate and roy
All hung around the corner lamplight
Get together sing some songs
Like boppin' the blues - you make me feel alright
That was long before fortune and fame
No such thing as a star when you've played that game
Everyone knew who everyone was
There was no preference in the street no, no
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name
And you walked around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
And you walk around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
Blue suede shoes, it was the blue suede shoes
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Home In San Antone
Havent got a worry
Havent got a care
I havent got a thing to call my own
Though Im out of money
Im a millionaire
I still have my home in san antone
When I greet my neighbor with a hi yall
Im wealthy as a king upon a throne
You can have your mansion or your cottage small
Ill just take my home in san antone
Traveling around the country
On my merry way
Ive been to crowds and felt I was alone
But when I feel like braggin
I just up and say
Im a native son of san antone
Theres a sweet somebody by the alamo
Someday shes going to be my very own
And well buy a high chair in a year or so
For our little home in san antone
song performed by by George Strait
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Stealin
Words and music by queen
Thats the way I am
Does everybody want to know
This is the way I lead my life - you know
Wheelin and dealin
And a little bit of stealin
You know thats the way I grew up
Thats the only life I know
Thats the way my mother taught me
There you go
Stealin
I gave you the key to my home
I left you alone in charge of my heart
Hey stealin
You got me wheelin and dealin
You play with my feelin
Right from the start
Cant afford to pay my rent
I had to use my common sense
To get some money I owe - oho
This guy said look in my head
Make some easy bread
Stealin is the only way that I know
Stealin yeah only way that I know
Yeah I like stealin baby stealin
I gave you both my own on my own
Left you alone
Now youll be stealin stealin stealin
All my heart
Youre my babys heart
Uh uh
Baby let em bleed
Youre in charge of my heart
You are in charge of my heart
You are in charge
You are in charge
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Yes you are in charge of my heart
I gave you the key
And turned on the bed
I gave you the key
Come on I said what have I got
What have I got
Yes
I, I got the key out of my heart
Now get that key out of my heart
? ? ? of my heart
Come on
song performed by by Queen
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Satellite Blues
She makes the place a jumpin'
The way she moves around
She like a rump and rollin'
That's when she get it out
And when she start a rockin'
She bring me to the boil
She like to give it out some
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
A picture clear for watchin'
The dish is runnin' hot
The box is set for pumpin'
She gonna take the lot
The way she get the butt in
She's gettin' set to ball
I like to chew it up some
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
Can't get nothin' on the dial
The frigin' thing gone wild
All I get's the dumbed down news
New satellite blues
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
I got the satellite blues (new satellite blues)
New satellite blues (new satellite blues)
This thing's nothing but a load of crap
I'm gonna send it right back
You can stick it where it hurts...
Mac!
I got the satellite blues
song performed by by AC/DC from Stiff Upper Lip
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Funfair Love
Life is no game so,
Catch them young and ride them to victory.
From sunrise to sunset is the status of the young ones,
Like this young lady who is in love.
Life is no game so,
Play it well when you find your lover;
Like a groove little thing that sounds so sweet.
It is like a funfair love on my lover's lane,
And you've got me and i've got you;
All in this sweet paradise of love together.
Life is no game so,
Catch them young and ride them to victory.
Like a walk through Kingstown to Trench Town in Jamaica,
My love is real for you and yours is sweeter than the candy.
Every move i make is for you,
Every step i take is for you,
From coast to coast is your little thing which sounds so sweet;
Like a funfair love on a lover's lane!
You are so sweet my young lady,
And you have all that it takes on this love;
Like the sweet juice from the apple.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Picture Of A Little Boy
I have a lovely picture
Set in a golden frame;
A picture of a little boy,
I do not know his name.
He's sitting by a waggon,
Upon an old car-tyre;
To know just what he's thinking
Would be my heart's desire.
He seems so small and helpless,
And troubled in his mind;
But one, more cute than he,
I doubt that you could ever find.
His hair is blonde and beautiful,
His eyes the deepest blue;
He sits there like 'The thinker'
Debating what to do.
I love this little picture
That's hanging on my wall;
This picture of a little boy
So young and very small;
He looks a perfect mixture
Of two boys that I once knew;
Just sitting in time's window,
And I am looking through.
Written Oct 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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Find My Fortune
Backwoods killer from a river town
A mixed up kid that let his hair hang down
High school rebel, hes always been bad
And his poor old mans still wondring bout the lad
But hes gone, gone away to find his fortune.
Theres a long-haired lady lookin for a home
With her young son, hed left them both alone
And his black-haired lovers got a broken heart
cause her lonely boy just wont play the part
cause hes gone, gone away to find his fortune.
And its been a long, long way
From that little town to l.a.
And I cant turn around
Ladies, Im gone, gone away to find my fortune.
A restless nature fed my crazy dreams
So I packed my bags in a big limousine
Laughed at the people who were laughin at me
Laughed and said Im gonna be what I be
And Im gone, gone away to find my fortune.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Cowboy Blues
(mike geiger/michael huffman/george mccorkle)
Well theres a lonesome feelin that comes over me
When I hear that highway moan
I know its where the good lord meant for me to be
A dreamin drifter far from home
I roam from town to town out on the interstate
Im always only passin through
I need my womans lovin shes so far away
Im singin the cowboy blues
Stranger dont you know Id like to be your friend
If I had the time to stay
But Im a tumbleweed a blowin in the wind
Ive got to catch another stage
I strap on my guitar just like a .45
I pray each night my aim is true
Im shootin for the heart a lookin in your eyes
Singin the cowboy blues
Sometimes I get to thinkin bout settlin down
Fade off into a memory
Every night that I step out to face the crowd
I know this is the life for me
I strap on my guitar just like a .45
I pray each night my aim is true
Im shootin for the heart a lookin in your eyes
Im singin the cowboy blues
Singin the cowboy blues
Singin the cowboy blues
song performed by by Gary Allan
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More Than A Woman (Bump 'n' Flex Club Mix)
Passion, Instant
Sweat Beads, Feel Me
Cupids Shot Me
My Heartbeats Racing
Tempt Me, Drive Me
Feels So Exciting
Thought of highly
Its Yours Entirely
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than Another
More Than A Woman
More Than Enough For You
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
Midnight Grindin
My Heartrates Climbin
You Go, I Go
Cause We Share Pillows
Chase Me, Beat Me
Theres Still No Separating
Morning Massages
With New Bones In Your Closet
Ill Be
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
I Said Ill Be
Ill Be More Than Enough For You
More Than A Woman
More Than Enough For You
Ill Be
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
Im Gonna Be
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
I Dont Think Your Ready
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
For This Thing
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
Youre Not Ready
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
This Thing, This Thing
I Dont Think Your Ready For This Thing
Constant Pleasure
No Scale Can Measure
Secret Treasures
Keeps On Getting Better
Do You Wanna Roll With Me?
We Can Go To Foreign Lands your Hand In My Hand
Do You Wanna Ride With Me?
We Can Be Like Bonnie & Clyde
Be By Your Side
Ill Be More Than A Lover
More Than A Woman
More Than Your Lover
Ill Be More Than Enough For You
More Than A Woman
More Than enough For You
(Ill Be More) More Than Your Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) Even more undercovers
(Ill Be More) More Than A Lover
(More) More Than A Woman
(More) More Than Enough For You
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Suicide Blonde
(a farriss & m hutchence)
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Was the colour of her hair
Like a cheap distraction
For a new affair
She knew it would finish
Before it began
Something tells me you lost the plan
Chorus
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
She stripped to the beat
But her clothes stay on
White light everywhere
But you cant see a thing
Such a squeeze
A mad sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there
Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery
Like rain across the land
Dont you see
The colour of deception
Turning your world around again
Chorus
song performed by by INXS
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Beat It
Written & composed by michael jackson.
1st verse
They told him dont you ever come around here
Dont wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fires in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
2nd verse
You better run, you better do what you can
Dont wanna see no blood, dont be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, better leave while you can
Dont wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
4th verse
You have to show them that youre really not scared
Youre playin with your life, this aint no truth or dare
Theyll kick you, then they beat you,
Then theyll tell you its fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Chorus
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or whos right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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San Antonio Rose
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the spirit album, and has also been released on the changes album.
Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old san antone
Where in dreams I live with a memory
Beneath the stars all alone
It was there I found beside the alamo
Enchantment strange as the blue up above
A moonlit pass that only she would know
Still hears my broken song of love
Moon in all your splendour
Hear only my heart
Call back my rose, rose of san antone
Lips so sweet and tender
Like petals falling apart
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart
For the moonlit pass by the alamo
And rose, my rose of san antone
Words and music by bob wills
song performed by by John Denver
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Real Man
Took my baby to a picture show
Found a seat in the back row
Sound came up lights went down
Rambo he was blowin em down
I dont need no gun in my fist baby
All I need is your sweet kiss
To get me feelin like a real man
Feelin like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
But you got me feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Me and my girl saturday night
Late movie on channel five
The girls were droppin theyre droppin like flies
To some smooth talkin cool walkin private eye
I aint got no nerves of steel
But all I got to know is if your love is real
To get me feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Well you can beat...
I aint no fighter thats easy to see
And as a lover I aint goin down in history
But when the lights go down and you pull me close
Well I look in your eyes and theres one thing I know
Baby Ill be tough enough
If I can find the guts to give you all my love
Then Ill be feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Well you can beat...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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My Front Porch Looking In
Oh yeah
Yeah oh yeah
The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes
Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up
With rays of glowing sun
Or watch the moon lay on the fences
Like that's where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me
It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view
From my front porch looking in
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
And the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in, yeah
I've traveled here and everywhere
Following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
Brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home
To the one he made for me
It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away
Like my front porch looking in
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
I see what beautiful is about
When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Oh, the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
Yeah
Oh, there's a carrot top who can barely walk
(From my front porch looking in)
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong, yeah
And the most beautiful girl
(Beautiful girl
From my front porch looking in)
Holding both of them
Oh, yeah
song performed by by Lonestar
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An Explanation
Look heah! 'Splain to me de reason
Why you said to Squire Lee,
Der wuz twelve ole chicken thieves
In dis heah town, includin' me.
Ef he tole you dat, my brudder,
He said sump'n dat warn't true;
W'at I said wuz dis, dat der wuz
Twelve, widout includin' you.
Oh! . . . !—
poem by James Weldon Johnson
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