Motor Of Love Love
I cant get over your love
No matter how hard life seems,
Theres a light in my dreams
Thanks to you.
My friends keep asking me why
Theres such a smile on my face,
Theres a home at my place,
Thanks to you.
I dont want anything from you,
Turn on your motor of love.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
I cant get over your love
No matter how lost I feel,
I know my love is real,
Thanks to you.
You simply reached out your hand
And touched me deep in my soul,
I came in out of the cold,
Thanks to you.
I wont steal anything from you,
You give me more than enough.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
There was a time
When I was down and counted out,
Well I remember I felt so bad
I nearly threw away,
Nearly threw away the keys.
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
Motor of love, motor of love.
Heavenly father look down from above,
I cant get over your powerful
Motor of love.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Motor Of Love
I Can't Get Over Your Love
No Matter How Hard Life Seems,
There's A Light In My Dreams
Thanks To You.
My Friends Keep Asking Me Why
There's Such A Smile On My Face,
There's A Home At My Place,
Thanks To You.
I Don't Want Anything From You,
Turn On Your Motor Of Love.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
I Can't Get Over Your Love
No Matter How Lost I Feel,
I Know My Love Is Real,
Thanks To You.
You Simply Reached Out Your Hand
And Touched Me Deep In My Soul,
I Came In Out Of The Cold,
Thanks To You.
I Won't Steal Anything From You,
You Give Me More Than Enough.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
There Was A Time
When I Was Down And Counted Out,
Well I Remember I Felt So Bad
I Nearly Threw Away,
Nearly Threw Away The Keys.
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
Motor Of Love, Motor Of Love.
Heavenly Father Look Down From Above,
I Can't Get Over Your Powerful
Motor Of Love.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Ride Away
Orbison/dees
Two wheels a turnin
One girl a yearnin
Big motor burnin the road
Ill ride the highway
Im going my way
Ill leave a story untold
Pretty girls behind me but pretty girls are everywhere
Big motor wind up, ride away from here
Ride away
She wont approve of things I do or what I am
And I dont really give a ...... I understand
But shell never see that Ill never be
Any one but me
She thinks she needs me, she cries for me
But I know shes lying, crying for others to see
What can I say, Ill just ride away
Big motor run run (background) ride ride away
Ride on away from big motor run run
Heart-ache and misery
Im bound to wander
Way over yonder
Someone be waitin just for me
True love to cling to, I need a dream to share
Someone to know me, someone to show me they care
Ride away, ride away
>from tears and sorrow
Like theres no tomorrow
Tonight Ill ride away
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Keep My Motor Running
Randy bachman
Ive been loving you since you were sweet 16
Good lookin woman jerry lee ever seen
Cmon girl you got my heart a really jamming
Go ahead and keep my mother humping motor running
Lets go why dont you put it on the floor
Woman you really got me humming keep my motor running
I got fuel injections jerry lees got front wheels
Ive got completed systems on this time
Youll really love the feel
Satin sheets crawl up and down my lovely bed
If you lift the pillow you can lay your lovely head
Lets go, whooooo, put it on the floor
Really got me humming, keep my motor running
Oh go rock and roll baby
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Let me go, I got mother humping on the floor
Yeah, you really got ol killer humming
Why dont you keep my motor running
Transcribed by barrie (do you know the missing words? ? ? )
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Motor
Maurice white, lestley r. pierce & frankie blue
Cool down, dont heat up that way
Every time we start it up
Then shell say
Dont take love so seriously
Its just what you see
I dont want to push her hard
Circumstances making me play the part
Its more than just a game to me
Chorus:
When it feels right, dont stop the motor
Baby keep it on
Lets work it all night, dont stop the
Motor when its running strong
Sparks fly, we create a flame
One more time, baby give your love again
Two hearts, forever be the same
Chorus
Bridge:
My love is right for you tonite
I see the fire deep in your eyes
Got my key, you believe
Just one spark and we will come alive
Chorus
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Mechanix
Imagine you were at my station
And you brought your motor to me
Your a burner yeah a real motor car
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just wont do ya know luckily for you
Whoever thought youd be better
At turning a screw than me
I do it for my life
Made my drive shaft crank
Made my pistons bulge
Made my ball bearing melt from the heat
We were shifting hard when we took off
Put tonight all four on the floor
When we hit top end you know it feels to slow
Im giving you my room service
And ya know its more than enough
Oh one more time ya know Im in love
Solo-mustaine
song performed by by Megadeth
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Send It To Me
(allee willis / lauren wood)
Somebody got a magic touch
Somebody just cant get enough
Your pictures hanging in my car
I love you for just who you are
And dont you know I want you? , maybe
Baby
Get your motor running
Cant you hear me coming?
And send it to me
Put it in a letter
If thatll make it better
And send it to me, haa
Stick it in a bottle
Its always getting hotter
And send it to me, haa
Nothing gonna stop it
So shoot it like a rocket
And send it to me
I sit behind a desk all day
And dream of you to get away
I got no money in the bank
I dont need much, got you to thank
And dont you know I want you? , maybe
Baby
Oh, get your motor running
Cant you hear me coming?
And send it to me, ah
Put it in a letter
If thatll make it better
And send it to me, haa
Stick it in a bottle
Its always getting hotter
Send it to me, haa
Nothing gonna stop it
So shoot it like a rocket
And send it to me, ahh
Deep in the night, I turn around
And wish you were here with me
I grab the sheets and make up a fantasy
Cant you see
That youre the one that I love?
Get your motor running
Cant you hear me coming?
And send it to me, ooh, oh, oh
Stick it in a bottle
Aint nothing gonna stop it
So shoot it like a rocket
Baby, send it to me
Ahh, oh
Get your motor running
Cant you hear me coming?
And sent it to me, ah, ho
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Hildebrand
Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason
"Oh murder! What was that, Papa!"
"My child, It was a Motor-Car,
A most Ingenious Toy!
Designed to Captivate and Charm
Much rather than to rouse Alarm
In any English Boy.
"What would your Great Grandfather who
Was Aide-de-Camp to General Brue,
And lost a leg at Waterloo,
And Quatre-Bras and Ligny too!
And died at Trafalgar!-
What would he have remarked to hear
His Young Descendant shriek with fear,
Because he happened to be near
A Harmless Motor-Car!
But do not fret about it! Come!
We'll off to Town
And purchase some!"
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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King Electric
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
I was cutting a dash down bleecker street
The sewer was a-staiming underneath my feet
I looked down macdougal bout half a block
Said to myself thats where you come from
I got a vision right there and then in my minds eye
You in your finery, strolling by
Hands on your hip and your guitar case
Sound of the future blowing in your face
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
I stepped down the stairs, ventured through the door
Sound nearly knocked me clean to singapore
Black man child waltzing cross the stage
Squeezing guitar, singing purple haze
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
I remember back home, many moons ago
I had a front-room band, you should have heard us blow
We were rough as a dog, loud as sin
With a lead guitar player, name of davy flynn
He could play with his teeth, upside of his head
He could make that thing ring like a-raising that dead
You were his idol, you were his man
I didnt get it then davy, now I understand
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
cos you were just to early, I was just too late
You were just too fine, you were just too great
You were just too real, you were just too true
This world wasnt beautiful enough for you
King electric, motor on
The king is dead, the king is gone
The king is in us, let his song
Play on!
Keep your electric eye on me, babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
Keep your electric eye on me, babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
song performed by by Waterboys
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In some units it may suppress the motor discharge altogether, in some it may merely slow the motor discharge thus lessening the wave frequency of the contraction and so the tension.
quote by Charles Scott Sherrington
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The Lady of the Motor Car
The Lady of the Motor-car she stareth straight ahead;
Her face is like the stone, my friend, her face is like the dead;
Her face is like the stone, my friend, because she is “well-bred”—
Because her heart is dead, my friend, as all her life was dead.
The Lady of the Motor-car she speaketh like a man,
Because her girlhood never was, nor womanhood began.
She says, “To the Aus-traliah, John!” and “Home” when she hath been.
And to the husband at her side she says, “Whhat doo you mean?”
The Lady of the Motor-car her very soul is dead,
Because she never helped herself nor had to work for bread;
The Lady of the Motor-car sits in her sitting-room,
Her stony face has never changed though all the land is gloom.
Her motor-car hath gone to hell—the hell that man hath made;
She sitteth in her sitting-room, and she is not afraid;
Nor fear of life or death, or worse, could change her well-bred mien;
She knits socks in a stony way, and says, “Whhat doo they mean?”
The lady in her carriage sits, with cushions turning green—
And once it was a mourning-coach, and once it held a queen.
Behind a coachman and a horse too old to go to war,
She driveth to her “four o’clocks” and to her sick and poor.
And when the enemy bombards and walls begin to fall,
The Lady of the Motor-car shall stand above you all;
Amongst the strong and silent brave, and those who pray or shriek,
She’ll nurse the wounded from the grave and pacify the weak.
And if the enemy prevails, with death on every side,
The Lady of the Car shall die as heroines have died,
But if the victory remains, she’ll be what she hath been,
And, sitting in her motor-car, shall say: “
Whhat doo you mean?
”
poem by Henry Lawson
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La La I Love You
If you wanna make me happy
Here's all you gotta do
Just take me where you're going
And I'll take care of you
'Cause I've got this need that's growin'
To keep you satisfied
And if you keep your green light showin'
Then you can take me for a ride
'Cause I la la la la la la love you
And I la la la la la la care
And I really want you with me baby, everywhere
Well I like the way you're movin'
And I like the way you go
Well I like the way you let your
Locomotion show
'Cause my drivin' wheel is drivin'
And my pistons are workin' good
And if your motor gives you some trouble, baby
I'll take a look underneath your hood
'Cause I la la la la la la love you
And I la la la la la la care
And I really want you with me baby, everywhere
Well, I know you like your transportation
With a motor and a rubber wheel
But when you move you cause a transformation
In this lover and the way I feel
So if you wanna make me happy
Here's all you gotta do
Just let me ride your box car
And I'll hobo with you
'Cause all I got is on my shoulders
I'm walkin' on my travellin' shoes
And before I get much older
I'm gonna kick these lovesick blues
And I la la la la la la love you
And I la la la la la la care
And I really want you with me baby, everywhere
song performed by by Don McLean
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Waterfalls
Don't Go Jumping Waterfalls
Please Keep To The Lake
People Who Jump Waterfalls
Sometimes Cam Make Mistakes
And I Need Love, Yeah I Need Love
Like A Second Needs An Hour
Like A Raindrop Needs A Shower
Yeah I Need Love Every Minute Of The Day
And It Wouldn't Be The Same
If You Ever Should Decide To Go Away
And I Need Love, Yeah I Need Love
Like A Castle Needs A Tower
Like A Garden Needs A Flower
Yeah I Need Love Every Minute Of The Day
And It Wouldn't Be The Same
If You Ever Should Decide To Go Away
Don't Go Chasing Polar Bears
In The Great Unknown
Some Big Friendly Polar Bear
Might Want To Take You Home
And I Need Love, Yeah I Need Love
Like A Second Needs An Hour
Like A Raindrop Needs A Shower
Yeah I Need Love Every Minute Of The Day
And It Wouldn't Be The Same
If You Ever Should Decide To Go Away
Don't Run After Motor Cars
Please Stay On The Side
Someone's Glossy Motor Car
Might Take You For A Ride
And I Need Love, Yeah I Need Love
Like A Castle Needs A Tower
Like A Garden Needs A Flower
Yeah I Need Love, Said I Need Love
Like A Raindrop Needs A Shower
Like A Second Needs An Hour
Every Minute Of The Day
And It Wouldn't Be The Same
If You Ever Should Decide To Go Away
Don't Go Jumping Waterfalls
Please Keep To The Lake
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Never Run My Motor Down
(andre cymone/gardne cole)
They say that moss wont grow
On a rolling stone
You cant catch a rising star
So I keep on running
Doesnt matter what people say
As long as Im happy
Jump up turn around
Faster than the speed of sound
Follow me all over town
Never run my motor down
They say its hard to hit
On a moving target
Thats why I always quit
Before its even started
Live my life the way I see
cause my time is for me
Jump up turn around
Faster than the speed of sound
Follow me all over town
Never run my motor down
Maybe one day
All my hopes and dreams will come true
But until they do...
song performed by by Tiffany
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The Motor Car
The motor car is sullen, like a thing that should not be;
The motor car is master of Smart Society.
’Twas born of sweated genius and collared by a clown;
’Twas planned by Retribution to ride its riders down.
And straight for Caesar’s Column,
It runs to Caesar’s Column,
Last section, Caesar’s Column
To ride its riders down!
The motor car is shame-struck, for greed and misery,
For mad and hopeless self-lust, and the sins that need not be.
The motor car is vicious, for its conscience makes it so,
It aye would smash the victims while it runs the riders low.
And straight for Caesar’s Column,
Its goal is Caesar’s Column,
It longs for Caesar’s Column
To lay its riders low.
The motor car is maddened like a horse that’s had a fright,
The shameful day behind it and the Coming of the Night!
It flees across the country and it flees back to the town
And straight for Caesar’s Column to run its riders down.
And straight for Caesar’s Column,
What ho! for Caesar’s Column!
Hurrah! for Caesar’s Column!
To seal its riders down.
The motor car is reckless like a gambler losing fast;
The motor car’s in terror of the Future—and the Past;
The motor car is worn out and has passed Sin’s boundary by,
And is bound for Caesar’s Column where to pile its riders high.
It’s bound for Caesar’s Column
And marked for Caesar’s Column,
And doomed for Caesar’s Column
To pile its riders high.
The motor car is brainless, and scornful of all tears,
Its dust is in our faces, its giggle in our ears,
Its harsh laugh is the last laugh of the last lost soul alone,
’Tis nearing Caesar’s Column to set self-damned in stone.
Change here for Caesar’s Column!
All out for Caesar’s Column!
Past Hope—and Caesar’s Column
To lodge self-damned in stone.
I don’t know how ’twill happen, or when ’twill come to pass,
But folk shall yet pass sanely by river, tree and grass;
By homesteads and farm wagons, they’ll ride each pleasant mile,
And back from Caesar’s Column where the world went mad awhile.
And back from Caesar’s Column
With lessons from the Column;
Grown sane at Caesar’s Column
To save the world awhile.
poem by Henry Lawson
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The Woman At The Gate
"Where is your little boy to-day?"
I asked her at the gate.
"I used to see him at his play,
And often I would wait:
He was so beautiful, so bright,
I watched him with delight.
"He had a tiny motor-car
And it was painted red;
He wound it up; it ran so far,
So merrily it sped.
I think he told me that it was
A gift from Santa Claus."
The woman said: "It ran so far
He followed it with joy.
Then came a real motor-car,--
He sought to save his toy . . .
My little boy is far away
Where angel children play.
"His father perished in the War;
Now I am all alone,
And death is all I'm longing for . . ."
So said with face of stone
That woman. "Curse their crazy cars
And cruel wars!"
poem by Robert William Service
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From A Moving Train
Written by gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Ive seen the ides of march
And Ive seen the fall of rome
Ive seen all kinds of stuff
But I never see my home
If my life-line is
These million miles of track
One thing I know by now
There is no turning back
From a moving train
From a moving train
From a moving train
From a moving train
If every venture was
A path to no avail
Id still be rolling down
This never ending trail
If we had a destination
In our sights
We would be helpless as
We passed it in the night
From a moving train (hear the engine running)
From a moving train (you can get on board)
From a moving train (hear the motor humming)
From a moving train (see, youve gotta see the light)
And if by chance you find a woman
That you might love along the way
You better hold her tight
Tell her everythings alright
Or she might jump along the way
From a moving train (hear the engine running)
From a moving train (you can get on board)
From a moving train (hear the motor humming)
From a moving train (see, youve gotta see the light)
From a moving train (hear the engine running)
From a moving train (you can get on board)
From a moving train (hear the motor humming)
From a moving train (see, youve gotta see the light)
song performed by by America
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I Like Canadians
By A Foreigner
I like Canadians.
They are so unlike Americans.
They go home at night.
Their cigarettes don't smell bad.
Their hats fit.
They really believe that they won the war.
They don't believe in Literature.
They think Art has been exaggerated.
But they are wonderful on ice skates.
A few of them are very rich.
But when they are rich they buy more horses
Than motor cars.
Chicago calls Toronto a puritan town.
But both boxing and horse-racing are illegal
In Chicago.
Nobody works on Sunday.
Nobody.
That doesn't make me mad.
There is only one Woodbine.
But were you ever at Blue Bonnets?
If you kill somebody with a motor car in Ontario
You are liable to go to jail.
So it isn't done.
There have been over 500 people killed by motor cars
In Chicago
So far this year.
It is hard to get rich in Canada.
But it is easy to make money.
There are too many tea rooms.
But, then, there are no cabarets.
If you tip a waiter a quarter
He says 'Thank you.'
Instead of calling the bouncer.
They let women stand up in the street cars.
Even if they are good-looking.
They are all in a hurry to get home to supper
And their radio sets.
They are a fine people.
I like them.
poem by Ernest Hemingway
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I read a statement in a newspaper
I read a statement in a newspaper
That Twentyman, the manufacturer,
Found it was cheaper to deliver goods
By horse and lorry than by motor-truck
Or motor-van. So he had sold his trucks
To purchase horses. He dismissed those men
Who had mechanics' minds to re-employ
Drivers of horses, friends of animals.
Then life grew stronger in me because life
Had triumphed in this case and would perhaps
Finally triumph over the machine.
Even such mean commercial victory
Being better than no victory at all.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Take The Keys To My Heart
Ive been out on this highway of heartache
Hopin that somewhere down the line
I could find someday who
Could rev me like you do
So grab onto my wheel
And Ill be fine
Take the keys to my heart
And drive me crazy
Ive been runnin on empty way too long
Honey you got the touch
That heats my motor up
Take the keys to my heart
And drive it home
I dont know where this road is gonna lead us
But what a beautiful night for a drive
Baby put your mind at ease
Drop the top and feel the breeze
Just follow all the signs to paradise
Take the keys to my heart
And drive me crazy
Ive been runnin on empty way too long
All that work under the hood
Sure has got it runnin good
Take the keys to my heart
And drive it home
Tonight weve gonna set these wheels on fire
And find out just how far this thing will go
Honey we dont need no map
cause where we are is where its at
Take the keys to my heart
And drive it home
Baby makes my motor yearn
I love to feel that rubber burn
Take the keys to my heart
And drive it home
Drive it home
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Its What You Value
Someones driving a 450
And his friends are so wild
Theyre still in their stick shifties
But they feel they have much more style
But Ive found . . .
Its all up to what you value
Down to where you are
It all swings on the pain youve gone through
Getting where you are
Its all up to what you value
In your motor car
It all rests on what its cost you
Getting where you are
Its what you value
Someones driving a 6-wheeler
Seems the world is all blurred
Knows hes in a show stealer
With a sound thats uncompared
And Ive found
Its all up to what you value
Down to where you are
It all swings on the pain youre gone through
Getting where you are
Its all up to what you value
In your motor car
It all rests on what it costs you
Getting where you are
Its what you value.
song performed by by George Harrison
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