Put A Quarter In The Jukebox
Man 1:
She said she'd always love me
She said she'd never leave me
Then I wake up this morning
She's gone without a warning
Man 2:
I know what you've been through, pal
My woman left me, too, pal
I'm drinking to what used to be
Here's a toast the drink's on me
Both:
What this joint needs is some music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
It feels just like a dream
We were such a winning team
Oh, I'm sure it's true that love is blind
Cause leaving never crossed my mind
Man 2:
Another round on me, pal
I feel the same you see, pal
It's hard to face this endless day
I've got to drink the hurt away
Both:
Hey this joint needs some more music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
What'll I do with the nights now that she's gone
Man 2:
And what'll I do when the nights go on and on and
Both:
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Put a quarter in the jukebox
Both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
(repeat/fade)
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Ive Got A Quarter In My Pocket
(jake kelly/billy yates)
Ive got a quarter in my pocket
Wont you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone
So I can come crawling home to you
Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Im leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone
Gonna flip it in the air
Gonna watch it fly
If its heads I might love again
If its tails Ill cry
Ive got a quarter in my pocket
Wont you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone
So I can come crawling home to you
Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Im leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone
Here I am again
On the same ol stool
With the same ol question
And the mind of a fool
Ive got a quarter in my pocket
Wont you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone
So I can come crawling home to you
Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Im leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone
Well Ive got a quarter in my pocket
And I really hate being alone
song performed by by Gary Allan
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Here's A Quarter (Call Someone Who Cares)
You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared
And you say you'd be happy if you could just come back home
Well here's a quarter, call someone who cares
CHORUS:
Call someone who'll listen and might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lines
Here's a quarter, call someone who cares
I thought what we had could never turn bad
So your leavin' caught me unaware
But the fact is you've run, girl that can't be undone
So here's a quarter, call someone who cares
REPEAT CHORUS
Yeah here's a quarter, call someone who cares
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Dont Rock The Jukebox
(alan jackson/roger murrah/keith stegall)
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Before you drop that quarter
Keep one thing in mind
You got a heartbroke hillbilly
Standing here in line
Ive been down and lonely
Ever since she left
Before you punch that number
May I make one request
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
I aint got nothing
Against rock and roll
But when your hearts been broken
You need a song thats slow
There aint nothing like a steel guitar
To drown a memory
Before you spend your money baby
Play a song for me
Dont rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some jones
Cause my heart aint ready
For the rolling stones
I dont feel like rocking
Since my babys gone
So dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Dont rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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The End
This is the end
My only friend, the end
This is the end
My only friend, the end
I'll offer you some
I'll offer you sexualism and a masculine man
You can rephrase my friend (alt: you can deface my grave, my friend)
The killer woke up in Belgium
And he poured a lot of syrup on his waffles
And he walked on down the hall
And he said, all I want is to have some hasbrowns and some grits
And then he walked on down the hall
And then he said, listen I got a quarter in my pocket
And I see that waffle house jukebox
And I'm gonna walk up to the coinslot
And then there's a direst line between my pupil and that cionslot
And I lift that quarter out of my pocket
And I said, I wanna hear the waffle house theme
So I walk up to the jukebox, and I said
Come on in
I believe I will, I believe I will
At the waffle house
I got a six pack and nothin' to do
song performed by by Nirvana
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Last Quarter
I'm in the last quarter, but am i sad?
You bet i'm not because i've had
A lot of ups and just a few downs,
Mostly smiles and occasionally frowns.
If i had to do it over again,
Would i carefully think and better plan?
Maybe i would, but i still couldn't know
Which curve balls life might throw.
For me the last quarter's just like the first.
It's the present i love and the future i thirst.
And the past is just that for me.
It taught me a lot, but it's a memory.
In this last quarter i have no sorrow.
I treasure today and can't wait for tomorrow.
Then when time passes this quarter i'm in,
I'll rest in peace knowing love did win!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Ant Music
cool music
Well I'm standin' here, looking at you.
What do I see?
I'm lookin' straight through. It's so sad
when you're young, too be told.
But, you're havin' fun so un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Oooh, that musics lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic..
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh )
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh..)
Ooooh, when i'm standin here, what do I see?
A big Nothing, threatening me.
It's so sad, when you're young to be told.
But you're havin' fun so un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Oooh, that music's lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh oh...)
Don't tread on an ant, he's done nothin' to you.
There might come a day
when he's treadin' on you.
Don't tread on ant you'll end up black and blue.
Oh, cut off his head, legs come lookin' for you. So;
Un-plug the jukebox.
And do us all a favor.
Hey ooohh
That, music's lost its taste, so try another flavor.
AntMusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
Antmusic...
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
AntMusic!
(oh, oh oh oh oh......)
AntMusic......
oh, un-plug the jukebox
and do us all a favor.
the music's lost its taste, so try another flavor...
AntMusic.
song performed by by Ok Go
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Melancholy Math of Life
First quarter is filled with doubts and fears.
Second quarter is infected with jabs and jeers.
Third quarter recoups these wasted years.
Last quarter reminisces lost smiles and cheers.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Talking All Night
Music by daryl hall, john oates
Lyrics by daryl hall, john oates
Aint it funny Im tied to the magic of your caress
Aint it lovely how we fit together
Girl youre the best
It seems like weve been talking forever
Words & wine
Weve been lost in time
Touching emotions I used to hide
Too deep inside
12:45 quarter to one
Were talking all night
1:45 quarter to two
Were talking all night
Heat of passion, hours and minutes dont mean so much
I know the language of love is a tender touch
Speak slowly, make the night last forever, spill the wine
So youll forget the time
Wont you break down & show me emotions you used to hide so deep inside
12:45 quarter to one
Were talking all night
1:45 quarter to two
Were talking all night
2:45 quarter to three
Were talking all night
3:45 quarter to four
Were talking all night
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Amarillo
(emmylou harris/rodney crowell)
My baby never was the cheatin kind
But it wasnt cause the ladies didnt try
Now everywhere we go
Theyre walkin round him slow
Givin him a flutter and a sigh
Now I got him past that redhead in atlanta
Lord I walked all over that black-eyed cajun queen
But outside of amarillo, he found his thrill, Ill tell you
Oh, I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine
Oh amarillo whatd you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he wont come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
If we only hadnt stopped in there for coffee
If someone hadnt played the window up above
Hed still be mine today
But he heard those fiddles play
One look and then I knew this must be love
Oh that pinball machine was in the corner
Well he saw the lights and he had to hear em ring
And he never was the same after he won his first free game
Oh I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine
Oh amarillo whatd you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he wont come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
Oh amarillo whatd you want my baby for
Oh amarillo now he wont come home no more
You done played a trick on me
Hooked him in the first degree
While he put another quarter
Push dolly and then porter
While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Juke Box Music
Theres a lady plays her favrite records
On the jukebox evry day.
All day long she plays the same old songs,
And she believes the things that they say.
Other ladies like to prance around
And flirt and dance the whole night through,
But she just sits and listens to here juke box records,
cause thats all that she wants to do.
She sings along with all the saddest songs,
And she believes the stories are real.
She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Its only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its only music,
Only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Seems to me shes in a fantasy.
Shes livin in a world of her own.
And we all agree that shes a mystery,
Because shed rather be all alone.
Evry guy will do his best to try
To put that music out of her head.
Forget all the songs,
And just dance to the music instead.
Its only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its only music,
Only juke box music,
Only juke box music.
Its all because of that music
That were slowly driftin apart.
But its only there to dance to,
So you shouldnt take it to heart.
Music, only juke box music.
Only music, only juke box music.
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
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Orpheus in Hell
When he first brought his music into hell
He was absurdly confident. Even over the noise of the
shapeless fires
And the jukebox groaning of the damned
Some of them would hear him. In the upper world
He had forced the stones to listen.
It wasn’t quite the same. And the people he remembered
Weren’t quite the same either. He began looking at faces
Wondering if all of hell were without music.
He tried an old song but pain
Was screaming on the jukebox and the bright fire
Was pelting away the faces and he heard a voice saying,
“Orpheus!”
He was at the entrance again
And a little three-headed dog was barking at him.
Later he would remember all those dead voices
And call them Eurydice.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Jukebox In My Mind
Dave gibson/ronnie rogers, 3:39
Chorus:
In the corner of my mind stands a jukebox
Its playing all my favorite memories
One by one they take me back
To the days when you were mine
And I cant stop this jukebox in my mind
I dont need no quarters
Dont need any dimes
You filled it up forever
When you said goodbye
Heaven knows I love old melodies
They were meant to ease the pain
But the kind thats playing on my mind
Are driving me insane
Repeat chorus
Song by song those melodies
Were meant to ease the pain
But the kind thats playing on my mind
Are driving me insane
Repeat chorus
Tag
No I cant stop this jukebox in my mind
Repeat chorus
(c) 1990 maypop music (a division of wilcountry, inc.) (bmi). all rights reserved.
song performed by by Alabama
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Cant Froget About You
Words and music by teddy gentry
The walls of my mind are closin in.
Cant get away.
Your memry wont end.
Chorus:
Cant forget about you. cant forget about you.
Cant forget about you. cant forget about you.
Breakin my mind in threee quarter time makin me blue.
Cant forget about you. cant forget about you.
I never stop hearin the music after the song is through.
I still see your eyes, your warm, gentle smile.
It was all worthwhile, each moment we knew.
Chorus
song performed by by Alabama
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Please Mr. Please
(welch/rostill)
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when yours are through
I got good kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here i am just missing you again
Please, mr., please, don't play b-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, mr., please, if you know what i mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If i had a dime for every time i held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear i'd be the richest girl in nashville
Maybe even in the state of tennessee
But i guess i'd better get myself together
'cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said "i'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, mr., please, don't play b-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, mr., please, if you know what i mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Water – Quarter
If you don’t have water
Use a Quarter to buy the water
Drink more water to earn a Quarter
Save a Quarter to drink more water
Water & Quarter both are precious
Don’t waste water,
Don’t waste a Quarter
-o-
poem by Bhavani Polimetla
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No Quarter
Close the door, put out the light.
No, they wont be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and dont you know?
The winds of thor are blowing cold.
Theyre wearing steel thats bright and true
They carry news that must get through, oooh
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, they hold no quarter.
Walking side by side with death
The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot thats slow
The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through
To build a dream for me and you
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, they ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
They ask no quarter.
Yeah! without quarter, quarter, yeah!
The dogs of doom are howling more!
I hear the dogs of doom are howling more!
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Please, Mister, Please
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when your's are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missing you again
Please, Mister, please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mister, please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear I'd be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I'd better get myself together
'Cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said "I'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, Mister, please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mister, please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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I have my own religion. I'm sort of one-quarter Baptist, one-quarter Catholic, one-quarter Jewish.
quote by Tom T. Hall
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Please Lady Please
Please lady please, do play our song
again, it isn’t over yet,
though I sometimes done you wrong,
those moments, lady, please forget.
I wanna hear our song again,
although you don’t feel close to me;
I’m not like all the other men
from whom you’ve vowed that you’d be free.
I wanna hold you one more time,
and play our song so you’ll recall
the times that you declared that I’m
the man for who you’d always fall.
Country music, old and new,
can never sound as good as tunes
we’ve sung together, me and you,
dawn, day and night, and afternoons.
Please lady, play our song, don’t think
about the bad things I have done;
remember how when we’re in sync
there’s more than two of us––we’re one.
Inspired by Olivia Newton John’s “Please Mister Please”:
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else's songs when your's are through
I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missing you again
Please, Mister, please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mister, please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you're far away, you've been so close to me
I could swear I'd be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
But I guess I'd better get myself together
'Cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behind
Just a note that said 'I'm sorry' by your picture
And a song that's weighing heavy on my mind
Please, Mister, please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please, Mister, please, if you know what I mean
I don't ever wanna hear that song again
3/30/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Can't Forget About You
The walls of my mind are closin' in.
Can't get away.
Your mem'ry won't end.
Chorus:
Can't forget about you. Can't forget about you.
Can't forget about you. Can't forget about you.
Breakin' my mind in threee quarter time makin' me blue.
Can't forget about you. Can't forget about you.
I never stop hearin' the music after the song is through.
I still see your eyes, your warm, gentle smile.
It was all worthwhile, each moment we knew.
Chorus
song performed by by Alabama
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