Blame It On the Bossa Nova
Eydie Gorme
(Written by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil)
I was at a dance when he caught my eye
Standin' all alone lookin' sad and shy
We began to dance, swaying' to and fro
And soon I knew I'd never let him go
Blame it on the bossa nova with its magic spell
Blame it on the bossa nova that he did so well
Oh, it all began with just one little dance
But then it ended up a big romance
Blame it on the bossa nova
The dance of love
(Now was it the moon?)
No, no, the bossa nova
(Or the stars above?)
No, no, the bossa nova
(Now was it the tune?)
Yeah, yeah, the bossa nova
(The dance of love)
Now I'm glad to say I'm his bride to be
And we're gonna raise a family
And when our kids ask how it came about
I'm gonna say to them without a doubt
Blame it on the bossa nova with its magic spell
Blame it on the bossa nova that he did so well
Oh, it all began with just one little dance
But then it ended up a big romance
Blame it on the bossa nova
The dance of love
(Now was it the moon?)
No, no, the bossa nova
(Or the stars above?)
No, no, the bossa nova
(Now was it the tune? )
Yeah, yeah, the bossa nova
(The dance of love)
(Now was it the moon?)
No, no, the bossa nova
(Or the stars above ?)
FADE
No, no, the bossa nova
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Ursa Falcone
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08-17-2005 04:35
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Kimberly Casanova
Meh.
Join date: 24 May 2004
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08-17-2005 04:54
Lyrics: 7 o'clock in the morning and the rays from the sun wake me I'm stretching and yawning in a bed that don’t belong to me Then a voice yells “good morning darling” from the bathroom Then she comes out and kisses me and to my surprise she isn’t you Now I've got this dumb look on my face like “what have I done”? How could I be so stupid to have been laid in to the morning sun Must have lost the track of time, oh what was on my mind? From the club went to her home, didn’t plan to stay that long Here I am quickly trying to put on my clothes Searching for my car keys trying to get on up out the door Then she stretched her hands in front of me Said “you can’t go this way” Looked at her like she was crazy Said “woman move out my way” I Said “I got a wife at home” She said “please don’t go out there” “Lady I’ve got to get home” She said her husband was coming from the stairs “?? quiet, hurry up and get in the closet” She said “don’t you make a sound or some ____ is going down I Said “why don’t I just go out the window” “yes, except for one thing, we’re on the 5th floor” Think, think… “quick put me in the closet” And now I'm in this darkest closet trying to figure out Just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass out this house And he walks in and yells “I’m home” She says “honey I'm in the room” He walks in there with a smile on his face saying “honey I've been missing you” She hops all over him and says “I've cooked and ran your bathwater” I'm telling you now this girl is so good she deserves an Oscar The girl’s in the bed he starts snatching her clothes off I'm in the closet like man, what the f_ck is going on? You’re not going to believe it but things get deeper as the story goes on Next thing you know a call comes through on my cell phone I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate But from the way he acted I could tell it was too late He hopped up and said “there’s a mystery going on and I'm going to solve it” And I'm like “God please don’t let this man open his closet” He walks in the bathroom and looks behind the door She says “baby come back to bed” He says “say no more” He pulls back the shower curtain while she’s biting her nails Then he walks back to the room. Right now I'm sweating like hell Checks under the bed (bed) then under the dresser (dresser) He looks at the closet (closet) I pull out my berretta (berretta) He walks up to the closet (closet) He’s close up to the closet (closet) Now he’s at the closet (closet) Now he’s opening the closet (closet, closet, closet) Lyrics : R Kelly - Trapped In The Closet ---> (Chapter 1 of 5) <--- If that's not bad enough, read the other 4 chapters. _____________________
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Blayze Raine
Renegade
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08-17-2005 05:18
If that's not bad enough, read the other 4 chapters. Please don't make me. lol I can't think of a song with worse lyrics than that right now, except his one about keeping his woman in the kitchen or some crap like that. |
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Kimberly Casanova
Meh.
Join date: 24 May 2004
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08-17-2005 06:07
Please don't make me. lol I can't think of a song with worse lyrics than that right now, except his one about keeping his woman in the kitchen or some crap like that. There isn't any lyrics worse than that. _____________________
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Euterpe Roo
The millionth monkey
Join date: 24 Jan 2005
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08-17-2005 06:50
Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein wrote this little ditty. It is part of the musical Flower Drum Song. The first time I heard it, while watching the 1961 film version, my ears nearly fell off of the sides of my head. This song would literally bring on nausea. It was not until Phranc, the New York-based punk/folk singer, did her own version that the barfing stopped.
Song: I Enjoy Being a Girl I'm a girl, and by me that's only great! I am proud that my silhouette is curvy, That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait With my hips kind of swivelly and swervy. I adore being dressed in something frilly When my date comes to get me at my place. Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy, Like a filly who is ready for the race! When I have a brand new hairdo With my eyelashes all in curl, I float as the clouds on air do, I enjoy being a girl! When men say I'm cute and funny And my teeth aren't teeth, but pearl, I just lap it up like honey I enjoy being a girl! I flip when a fellow sends me flowers, I drool over dresses made of lace, I talk on the telephone for hours With a pound and a half of cream upon my face! I'm strictly a female female And my future I hope will be In the home of a brave and free male Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me. When men say I'm sweet as candy As around in a dance we whirl, It goes to my head like brandy, I enjoy being a girl! When someone with eyes that smoulder Says he loves ev'ry silken curl That falls on my iv'ry shoulder, I enjoy being a girl! When I hear the compliment'ry whistle That greets my bikini by the sea, I turn and I glower and I bristle, But I happy to know the whistle's meant for me! I'm strictly a female female And my future I hope will be In the home of a brave and free male Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me _____________________
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Arcadia Codesmith
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08-17-2005 07:09
As a general rule, I like everything Paul McCartney ever did. Even if I don't like it, I can tolerate it. So I refuse to believe that he wrote the following. I think Linda wrote it (may she rest in peace). Where's the Pepto Bismol when you need it?
Cook of the House Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too, Cook of the house, I’m the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best ’cause I’m the cook of the house, Cook of the house. The salad’s in the bowl, The rice is on the stove. Green beans in the colander and where the res is heaven only knows. Cinnamon, garlic, salt, pepper, corn-bread, curry powder, coffee too, Cook of the house, I’m the cook of the house. No, matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best. ’cause I’m the cook of the house, Cook of the house. Where the rest is heaven only knows. Matter where I serve my guests, They seem to like the kitchen best ’cause I’m the cook of the house. Cook of the house, Cook of the house, I’m the cook of the house. _____________________
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Dianne Mechanique
Back from the Dead
Join date: 28 Mar 2005
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08-17-2005 07:41
The classic "bad song" ....
Although you have to see it performed to appreciate it fully.  "Springtime for Hitler" by Mel Brooks Germany was having trouble, what a sad, sad story Needed a new leader to restore its former glory Where oh where was he? Where could that man be? We looked around, and then we found, the man for you and me, And now it's ... Springtime for Hitler and Germany, Deutschland is happy and gay. We're marching to a faster pace, Look out, here comes the master race. Springtime for Hitler and Germany, Winter for Poland and France. Springtime for Hitler and Germany, Come on, Germans, go into your dance ... I was born in Dusseldorf, and that is why they call me Rolf. Don't be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party. Springtime for Hitler and Germany (Gun fires twice) Goose-step's the new step today (Machine gun fires) Bombs falling from the skies again, (Bomb falls and explodes) Deutschland is on the rise again Springtime for Hitler and Germany U-boats are sailing once more [woman's voice]: "Well! Talk about bad taste!" Springtime for Hitler and Germany Means ... that ... soon we'll be going ... We've got to be going ... You know we'll be going to ... WAR! _____________________
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Cletus Hatfield
Knows SL is pretend
Join date: 24 Oct 2004
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08-17-2005 08:00
I've seen some pretty awful lyrics, written by various SL residents, in the WA. I won't name names, but if you know who you are, you should be ashamed of yourselves.
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Zarah Dawn
Adorned Owner & SL Model
Join date: 3 Feb 2004
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UGHHHH I hate this song LOL
08-17-2005 08:02
Put another log on the fire
Put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. And go out to the car and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday? Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat? Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday? Well, a man can't love a woman more than that. Ain't I always nice to your kid sister? Don't I take her driving every night? So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet, And you know it ain't feminine to fight. So, put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. _____________________
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Anya Dmytryk
i <3 woxy!
Join date: 13 Jul 2005
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08-17-2005 08:15
ok, i have to preface this by saying I LOVE MORRISSEY. and totally agree with the message of this song. but this one line is just plain silly. it either makes me want to cringe or giggle.
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ZsuZsanna Raven
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Join date: 19 Dec 2004
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08-17-2005 08:36
I absolutely hate this song... The music station we are allowed to listen to at work plays this song about 289374623874 times a day.
Night Ranger Sister Christian Sister Christian, oh the time has come And you know that you're the only one to say, OK Where you goin', what you looking for You know those boys don't want to play no more with you It's true You're motorin' What's your price for flight In finding Mister Right You'll be all right tonight Babe, you know you're growing up so fast And momma's worrying that you won't last to say, let's play Sister Christian, there's so much in life Don't you give it up before your time is due It's true. It's true, yeah! You're motorin' What's your price for flight You've got him in your sights And driving through the night Sister Christian, oh the time has come And you know that you're the only one to say, OK But you're motorin' Yeah, motorin' _____________________
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Willow Zander
Having Blahgasms
Join date: 22 May 2004
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08-17-2005 08:42
Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE
Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE _____________________
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Liona Clio
Angel in Disguise
Join date: 30 Aug 2004
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08-17-2005 08:56
Yay! Isn't it a catchy tune, Willow? It's like ya can't get it out of yer head!
 Here are the full lyrics, for all you happy-go-lucky masochists out there: Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana phone Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana phone I've got this feeling so appealing for us to get together and sing - SING! Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana phone Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding Donana phone It grows in bunches I've got my hunches Its the best beats the rest cellular modular interactivodular Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana phone Ping pong ping pong ping pong ping Ponana phone Its no baloney It aint a phony My cellular Bananular phone Don't need quarters don't need dimes to call a friend of mine dont need computer or tv to have a real good time I'll call for pizza I'll call my cat I'll call the whitehouse, have a chat I'll place a call around the world Operator get me beijing jing jing jing Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Banana phone Ying yang ying yang ying yang ying Yanana phone It's a real live mama and papa phone a brother and sister and a dogaphone a grandpa phone and a grandma phone too - oh yeah my cellular bananular phone Banana phone ring... ring... ring... Its a phone with appeal (a peel) Banana phone ring... ring... ring... Now you can have your phone and eat it too Banana phone ring... ring... ring... This song drives me .... bananas Banana phone ring... ring... ring... Bo ba do ba do do doob _____________________
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Gabe Lippmann
"Phone's ringing, Dude."
Join date: 14 Jun 2004
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08-17-2005 09:30
Heard this driving in to work this morning. Felt like blowing my brains out.
"Mas Tequila" Sammy Hagar All right now, here we go ... Now we're gonna tell you a little story About the way we like to party - take ya on a trip! HIT IT! That's right I'm goin' way down south where the big blue agave grow, Takin' a weekend trip down to Baja, Mexico! Where you can drink the water, but don't ya eat the ice, Take your vitamin "T" with salt 'n lemon slice ... I say, One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila- Two shots...Hey! que veneno- Three shots...Arriba! Mas Tequila! Hey! Hey! She did a mean macarena to the funky cold medina Behind a body shot and three margaritas. She'll drink it straight from the bottle, terra cotta jug, From a boda bag coppin' a major buzz. I say, One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila- Two shots...Hey! que veneno- Three shots...Arriba! Mas Tequila! Hey! Hey! Uno mas, bartender...one more...mas tequila! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Yo can drink the water, but don't ya eat the ice; Take your vitamin "T" with salt 'n lemon slice! I say, One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila- Two shots...Hey! que veneno- Three shots...Arriba! Mas Tequila! Hey! Hey! One shot...Hey! more tequila! Two shots...Hey! que veneno! Three shots...Ay yi yi yi yi ... Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Mas Tequila! No mas, no mas .... _____________________
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Anya Dmytryk
i <3 woxy!
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08-17-2005 10:39
Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring BANANA PHONE ??? what the hell song is that ??? is it one of those horrible, but catchy, ringtones? brits, and well, europeans in general, seem to have those in abundance. |
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Weedy Herbst
Too many parameters
Join date: 5 Aug 2004
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08-17-2005 12:01
It's Raffi
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Chandra Page
Build! Code. Sleep?
Join date: 7 Oct 2004
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08-17-2005 12:16
It's been stuck in my head all morning, and now it's my special gift to you:
Magical Trevor Everyone loves Magical Trevor 'Cause the tricks that he does are ever so clever Look at him now, disappearin' the cow Where is the cow? Hidden right now. Taking a bow, it's Magical Trevor Everybody seen that the trick is clever Look at him there with his leathery, leathery whip! It's made of magic, and with a little flip Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back Back, back, back from his magical journey Yeah! What did he see in the parallel dimension? He saw beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans. Oh, beans lots of beans lots of beans lots of beans. Yeah, yeah! _____________________
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Corialote Dougall
Awake & Dreaming
Join date: 26 Jul 2005
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08-17-2005 12:19
You said you didn't need her
You told her good-bye (good-bye) You sacrificed a good love To satisfy your pride Now you wished That you should have her (have her) And you feel like such a fool You let her walk away Now it just don't feel the same Gotta blame it on something Gotta blame it on something Blame it on the rain (rain) Blame it on the stars (stars) Whatever you do don't put the blame on you Blame it on the rain yeah yeah You can blame it on the rain Get Ooh, ooh (ooh) I can't, I can't. I can't, can't stand the rain I can't, I can't. I can't, can't stand the rain Yeah, yeah Should've told her you were sorry (sorry) huh Could of said you were wrong But no you couldn't do that. No, no You had to prove you were strong ooh If you hadn't been so blinded (blinded) She might still be there with you You want her back again But she just don't feel the same Gotta blame it on something Gotta blame it on something Blame it on the rain that was falling, falling Blame it on the stars that did shine at night Whatever you do don't put the blame on you Blame it on the rain yeah yeah You can blame it on the rain Cos the rain don't mind And the rain don't care You got to blame it on something (Blame it on the rain) (Blame it on the stars) Whatever you do don't put the blame on you Blame it on the rain yeah, yeah You can blame it on the rain Girl Ooh, ooh (ooh) Girl I can't, I can't. I can't, can't stand the rain I can't, I can't. I can't, can't stand the rain Get Girl (Whatever you do...) (Blame it on the rain yeah, yeah) x 3 You can blame it on the rain, blame it on the rain, blame it on the rain baby (Blame it on the rain yeah yeah) Blame it on the stars that did shine that night (Blame it on the rain yeah yeah) Blame it, blame it on the rain woo I'm walking I'm walking Walking in the rain Walking in the rain (Rain, rain) (Stars, stars) Whatever you do don't put the blame on you (Blame it on the rain) yeah yeah (Blame it on the rain) that keeps falling, falling (Blame it on the stars) that did shine that night Whatever you do don't put the blame on you Blame it on the rain yeah yeah Blame it on the rain (rain, rain) |
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Dianne Mechanique
Back from the Dead
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08-17-2005 12:21
??? what the hell song is that ??? is it one of those horrible, but catchy, ringtones? brits, and well, europeans in general, seem to have those in abundance. _____________________
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Anya Dmytryk
i <3 woxy!
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08-17-2005 12:28
apparently not...but now i suspect it's coming. hee hee
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Anna Engel
Engelein
Join date: 13 Sep 2004
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08-18-2005 02:05
Being German, I live in abundance of bad lyrics
The classic: "Live is life" by Opus Nanananana Nanananana (all together now) Nanananana Nanananana Life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Labadab dab dab life (nanananana) Liiiiiiiife (nanananana) When we all give the power We all give the best Every minute of an hour Don't think about the rest And you all get the power You all get the best When everyone gets everything And every song everybody sings Life is life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Labadab dab dab life (nanananana) Life is life, when we all feel the power Life is life, come on stand up and dance Life is life, when the feelings of the people Life is life, is the feeling of the band When we all give the power We all give the best Every minute of an hour Don't think about the rest Then you all get the power You all get the best When everyone gives everything And every song everybody sings Life is life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Labadab dab dab life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Life (nanananana) (nanananana) (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) Labadab dab dab life (nanananana) Life is life (nanananana) And you call when it's over You call it should last Every minute of the future is a memory of the past Cause we all gave the power We all gave the best And everyone Gave everything And every song everybody sang Life is life  |
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Anna Engel
Engelein
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08-18-2005 02:08
OK, you can actually pick any song by Modern Talking, but this one is particularly painful:
I wanna share my dreams Wanna share with you On the wings of love Like Dreamers do Touch your heart - You've the grip of broken heart Oh we are daytime friends and nightime fools Wanna play this game you break the rules Tears of love are frozen tears [chorus:] Geronimo's Cadillac Is making all girls too mad Geronimo has a heart - Oh it's a drag Geronimo's Cadillac oh making all girls too sad Geronimo has a heart - Oh it's a drag Geronimo's Cadillac It's tossing oh in your head It's tossing and turning It's burning - It makes you mad Geronimo's Cadillac Oh baby I'll hold you back It's tossing and turning It's burning - It makes you sad I'm looking through the eyes The eyes of love Made a fool of me - Can't get enough Touch my heart - Boulevard of broken dream Another time for love - Other place to be Don't let him take your love Your love from me Tears of love are frozen tears   |
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Anna Engel
Engelein
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08-18-2005 02:11
As I said, I don't think we Germans have any serious competition when it comes to bad lyrics.
This one, however, came close: friday night it's party time feeling ready looking fine, viene diego rumbeando, with the magic in his eyes checking every girl in sight, grooving like he does the mambo he's the man alli en la disco, playing sexy felling hotter, he's the king bailando et ritmo ragatanga, and the dj that he knows well, on the spot always around twelve, plays the mix that diego mezcla con la salsa, y la baila and he dances y la canta [Chorus:] asereje ja de je de jebe tu de jebere seibiunouva, majavi an de bugui an de buididipi, asereje ja de je de jebe tu de jebere seibiunouva, majavi an de bugui an de buididipi many think its brujeria, how he comes and disappears, every move will hypnotize you, some will call it chuleria, others say that its the real, rastafari afrogitano he's the man alli en la disco, playing sexy felling hotter, he's the king bailando et ritmo ragatanga, and the dj that he knows well, on the spot always around twelve, plays the mix that diego mezcla con la salsa, y la baila and he dances y la canta (Las Ketchup - The Ketchup Song) |
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Ursa Falcone
Rocket Scientist
Join date: 26 Mar 2004
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08-18-2005 05:43
OMG those all suck so baaad -- Great JOB! here is another of my favotire all time really awful songs!!
Wives and Lovers Hey, little girl, Comb your hair, fix your make-up. Soon he will open the door. Don't think because There's a ring on your finger, You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers, too. Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you. I'm warning you. Day after day, There are girls at the office, And men will always be men. Don't send him off With your hair still in curlers. You may not see him again. For wives should always be lovers, too. Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you. He's almost here. Hey, little girl Better wear something pretty, something you'd wear to go to the city. And dim all the lights, Pour the wine, start the music. Time to get ready for love. Oh, time to get ready, Time to get ready, Time to get ready For love. _____________________
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Ilianexsi Sojourner
Chick with Horns
Join date: 11 Jul 2004
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08-18-2005 08:06
Well, I can think of a lot of horrible songs, but this one came to mind first. Every time I hear this I just want to smash my head against the nearest wall until it stops playing.
Michael Martin Murphey Wildfire She comes down from Yellow Mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With a whirlwind by her side On a cold Nebraska night Oh, they say she died one winter When there came a killing frost And the pony she named Wildfire Busted down its stall In a blizzard he was lost She ran calling Wildfire [x3] By the dark of the moon I planted But there came an early snow There's been a hoot-owl howling by my window now For six nights in a row She's coming for me, I know And on Wildfire we're both gonna go We'll be riding Wildfire [x3] On Wildfire we're gonna ride Gonna leave sodbustin' behind Get these hard times right on out of our minds Riding Wildfire _____________________
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