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King Shit *board owner* | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:08 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01  | Ok, here's a little challenge. I want to see if this place can come up with 50 songs, a song for each state. The only rule is that the name of the state has to be in the title. Try not to do repeats of states until we've gotten all of them covered. Tough I know... Here goes: Bruce Springsteen Well my mother rolled over and died in Michigan My dog got hit by a truck and I cried in Michigan I got drunk and puked up my guts in Michigan But I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright And man I'm riding here tonight in Michigan I ran a race and came in dead last in Michigan Yeah, I shot myself in the ass in Michigan I was lookin' for someplace to feel free But they busted my for just being me In Michigan But alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright And baby I'm riding high tonight in Michigan I ran into a little bad luck in Michigan I met a woman ??? Baby I'm running late but you got here one hell of a state In Michigan Oh Michigan  Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
| adolescentmasturbator | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:18 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | I am Governor Jerry Brown My aura smiles And never frowns Soon I will be president… Carter power will soon go away I will be Führer one day I will command all of you Your kids will meditate in school California Über Alles Über Alles California Zen fascists will control you 100% natural You will jog for the master race And always wear the happy face Close your eyes, can't happen here Big Bro' on white horse is near The hippies won't come back you say Mellow out or you will pay California Über Alles Über Alles California Now it is 1984 Knock knock at your front door It's the suede/denim secret police They have come for your uncool niece Come quietly to the camp You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp Don't you worry, it's only a shower For your clothes here's a pretty flower… DIE on organic poison gas Serpent's egg's already hatched You will croak, you little clown When you mess with President Brown California Über Alles Über Alles California  Resident Board Socialist Email me here or IM me at stickysituation2 or pinkorag Webmaster of the Undergound Unofficial I Hate WhackBagKid Message Board I currently have brought no one into the International | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:20 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Here's an easy one: New York, New York Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it - New York, New York These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York I want to wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap These little town blues, are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere It's up to you - New York, New York New York, New York I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps To find I'm a number one, head of the list, Cream of the crop at the top of the heap. These little town blues, are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere It's up to you - New York, New York  and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock thats blinking eights This message was edited by CriticsLoveSnatch on 9-23-01 @ 5:21 PM | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:20 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | -Lynyrd Skynyrd Big wheels keep on turnin', carry me home to see my kin. Singin' songs about the south land. I miss ole 'Bamee once again and I think it's a sin, yes. Well I heard Mr. Young sing about her. Well, I heard ol' Neil put 'er down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember, a southernman don't need him around anyhow! Sweet Home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama, Lord, I'm comin' home to you In Birmingham they love the gov 'nor, boo, boo, boo, Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me, Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth Sweet Home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama, yeah. Lord, I'm comin' home to you. Here I come. Alabama! Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers, and they've been known to pick a song or two. (Yes they do) Lord they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feelin' blue, 'n' now how 'bout you? Sweet Home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue. Sweet Home Alabama, Lord, I'm comin' home to you! Sweet Home Alabama, (oh sweet home!) Where the skies are so blue. (and the gov-'nor's true.) Sweet Home Alabama, (oh yeah.) Lord, I'm comin' home to you! (Oo, Oo, yeah, Yeah!) Montgomery's got the answer  "I know every one of you, I know the sea of torment, doubt, despair and unbelief." -Walt Whitman USA This message was edited by FeelMyFunBags on 9-23-01 @ 5:22 PM | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:23 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Now this is a fun game. EDIT-Shit, funbags beat me to it. Lynyrd Skynrd Big wheels keep on turning, carry me home to see my kin singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember a southern man don't need him around anyhow. Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers and they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, they pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you.  This message was edited by The Sleeper on 9-23-01 @ 5:25 PM | ||||
| The Sleeper Being a Minor is a Threat to my Social Life PoseUr i ahve 2 threads at teh top, i feel like maynard | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 5:33 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Ill try again... Tennessee Verse One: Speech Lord I've really been real stressed Down and out, losin ground Although I am black and proud Problems got me pessimistic Brothers and sisters keep messin up Why does it have to be so dman tuff? I don't know where I can go To let these ghosts out of my skull My grandmas past, my brothers gone I never at once felt so alone I know you're supposed to be my steering wheel Not just my spare tire (home) But lord I ask you (home) To be my guiding force and truth (home) For some strange reason it had to be (home) He guided me to Tennessee (home) Chorus Take me to another place Take me to another land Make me forget all that hurts me Let me understand your plan Verse Two Lord it's obvious we got a relationship Talkin to each other every night and day Although you're superior over me We talk to each other in a friendship way Then outta nowhere you tell me to break Outta the country and into more country Past Dyesburg into Ripley Where the ghost of childhood haunts me Wlak the roads my forefathers walked Climbed the trees my forefathers hung from Ask those trees for all their wisdom They tell me my ears are so young (home) Go back to from whence you came (home) My family tree my family name (home) For some strange reason it ahd to be (home) He guided me to Tennessee (home) Chorus Verse Three Now I see the importance of history Why people be in the mess that they be Many journeys to freedom made in vain By brothers on the corner playin ghetto games I ask you lord why you enlightened me Without the enlightment of all my folks He said cuz I set myself on a quest for truth And he was there to quench my thirst But I am still thirsty... The lord allowed me to drink some more He said what I am searchin for are The answers to all which are in front of me The ultimate truth started to get blurry For some strange reason it had to be It was all a dream about Tennessee Chorus | ||||
| kindredbabe | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 6:31 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 01 | Welll since CA is already done.... By the Time I Get to Arizona Public Enemy I'm countin' down to the day deservin' Fittin' for a king I'm waitin' for the time when I can Get to Arizona 'Cause my money's spent on The goddamn rent Neither party is mine not the Jackass or the elephant 20.000 nig niggy nigas in the corner Of the cell block but they come From California Population none in the desert and sun Wit' a gun cracker Runnin' things under his thumb Starin' hard at the postcards Isn't it odd and unique? Seein' people smile wild in the heat 120 degree 'Cause I wanna be free What's a smilin' fact When the whole state's racist Why want a holiday F--k it 'cause I wanna So what if I celebrate it standin' on a corner I ain't drinkin' no 40 I B thinkin' time wit' a nine Until we get some land Call me the trigger man Looki lookin' for the governor Huh he ain't lovin' ya But here to trouble ya He's rubbin' ya wrong Get the point come along An he can get to the joint I urinated on the state While I was kickin' this song Yeah, he appear to be fair The cracker over there He try to keep it yesteryear The good ol' days The same ol' ways That kept us dyin' Yes, you me myself and I'ndeed What he need is a nosebleed Read between the lines Then you see the lie Politically planned But understand that's all she wrote When we see the real side That hide behind the vote They can't understand why he the man I'm singin' 'bout a king They don't like it When I decide to mike it Wait I'm waitin' for the date For the man who demands respect 'Cause he was great c'mon I'm on the one mission To get a politician To honor or he's a gonner By the time I get to Arizona I got 25 days to do it If a wall in the sky Just watch me go thru it 'Cause I gotta do what I gotta do PE number one Gets the job done When it's done and over Was because I drove'er Thru all the static Not stick but automatic That's the way it is He gotta get his Talin' MLK Gonna find a way Make the state pay Lookin' for the day Hard as it seems This ain't no damn dream Gotta know what I mean It's team against team Catch the light beam So I pray I pray everyday I do and praise jah the maker Lookin' for culture I got but not here From jah maker Pushin' and shakin' the structure Bringin' down the babylon Hearin' the sucker That make it hard for the brown The hard Boulova I need now More than ever now Who's sittin' on my freedah' Opressor people beater Piece of the pick We picked a piece Of land that we deservin' now Reparation a piece of the nation And damn he got the nerve Another niga they say and classify We want too much My peep plus the whole nine is mine Don't think I even double dutch Here's a brother my attitude hit 'em Hang 'em high Blowin' up the 90s started tickin' 86 When the blind get a mind Better start and earn while we sing it Now There will be the day we know those down and who will go  | ||||
| kindredbabe | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 6:41 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 01 | Stop In Nevada Billy Joel He always found it hard to take her She wouldn't listen to advice And though he never tried to make her She often thought it would be nice Oh, and now she's headin' out to California It's been a long time comin' But she's feelin' like a woman tonight And she left a little letter, Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye. Goodbye. She tried for years to be a good wife It never quite got off the ground And all those stories of the good life Convinced her not to hang around Oh, and now she's headin' out to California And she doesn't know what's comin' But she sure knows what she's leavin' behind And she left a little letter, Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada. Goodbye. Goodbye. And though she finds it hard to leave him She knows it would be worse to stay He wouldn't understand the reasons That make a woman run away Oh, and now she's headin' out to California With some money in her pocket, She's a rocket on the Fourth of July And she left a little letter, Said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada. Goodbye. Goodbye. | ||||
| QuickStop I won the last OA.com Sig contest & all I got was this cheesey status... Who is driving? Oh my God! Bear is Driving! How can that be?!? G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Kickflip b/s Tailslide Strike Team | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 6:57 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01 | God I hate this band and the song isnt about the state, but... Meet Virginia She doesn't own a dress, her hair is always a mess If you catch her stealin, she won't confess She's beautiful She never compromises, loves babies and surprises Wears hi-heels when she exercises Ain't that beautiful Meet Virginia Well she wants to be the Queen Then she thinks about her scene Pulls her hair back as she screams I don't really wanna be the queen Her daddy wrestles alligators, Mama works on carburetors Her brother is a fine mediator for the President Well here she is again on the phone Just like me hates to be alone We just like to sit at home, and rip on the President Meet Virginia Well she wants to live her life Then she thinks about her life Pulls her hair back as she screams I don't really wanna live this life She only drinks coffee at Midnight, when the moment is not right, her timing is quite-unusual you see her confidence is tragic, but her intuition magic and the shape of her body - unusual Meet Virginia-I can't wait to Meet Virginia-Yea  I am Chuck's wasted time. My grandmother always said, "Why buy the cow, when you can get the sex for free." | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 6:57 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Run past the heather and down to the old road Start turning the grain into the ground Roll a new leaf over In the middle of the night there's an old man Treading around in the gathered rain Hey mister if you want to walk on water Would you drop a line my way Chorus: Omaha Somewhere in middle America Get right to the heart of matters It's the heart that matters more I think you'd better turn your ticket in And leave your money right at the door Start threading the needle Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room Start turning the wool across the wire Roll the new life over In the middle of the night there's an old man Threading his toes through a bucket of rain Hey mister if you want to walk on water You're only going to walk all over me [Chorus] Start running the banner down Drop past the color come up through the summer rain Start turning the girl into the ground Roll a new life over In the middle of the night there's a young man Rolling around in the earth and rain Hey mister if you're going to walk on water, you know You're only going to walk all over me [Chorus]  I've Adopted Jacob | ||||
| Ken'sPen [Sarcasm] Doesn't Live Up To The Hype [/Sarcasm] I should have stayed OVER THERE | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:01 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01 | And this year's geography merit award goes to....... | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:01 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | Last I checked Omaha was a city not a state... It does however reside in the state of Nebraska... Nebraska Bruce Springsteen I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor neck back You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled They wanted to know why I did what I did Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste Am I just a victim of, a victim of my lost faith | ||||
| QuickStop I won the last OA.com Sig contest & all I got was this cheesey status... Who is driving? Oh my God! Bear is Driving! How can that be?!? G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Kickflip b/s Tailslide Strike Team | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:02 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 01 | quote: psst...Omaha isnt a state, its a city EDIT: EVERYONE beat me to it I am Chuck's wasted time. My grandmother always said, "Why buy the cow, when you can get the sex for free." This message was edited by QuickStop on 9-23-01 @ 7:04 PM | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:08 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | ..........double post......... I've Adopted Jacob This message was edited by PatCooper on 9-23-01 @ 7:12 PM | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:08 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | quote: LMFAO........Your right!!!!!!I guess i should have payed closer attention in school.And it's funny cause i was gonna post Nebraska but i dont like that song.lol. I've Adopted Jacob | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:23 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Early this morning I drove in the rain Out to the airport to get on the plane Hey Honololu, we're going to happy Hawaii Alice has been there, she said it was fun Swimming and surfing, enjoying the sun Hey Honololu, we're going to happy Hawaii After all I've had to go through I'm making no plans (making no plans oh-ooh) But I, but I believe love gives me a second chance Guess I've been working a little too hard Need a vacation, I'll send you a card From Honololu, a greeting from happy Hawaii It's so exciting, why should I pretend In a few hours the plane will descend Hey Honololu, we're going to happy Hawaii I can imagine the beach and the sand Walking with someone and holding his hand Hey Honololu, we're going to happy Hawaii After all I've had to go through I'm making no plans (making no plans oh-ooh) But I, but I believe love gives me a second chance, mmm I've got a feeling the dream will come true Somebody's waiting and I'll forget you Hey Honololu, we're going to happy Hawaii  I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:25 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | This is fun :) Up along the Ohio River Over on the old Kentucky shore Once dwelt a fair young maiden Now there's a crepe upon her door I walk down to the graveyard Down by the Church of God I looked upon the one I love That would soon be covered with sod The angels took my darlin' God needed the one I love I reached the old Kentucky shore too late I'll make my plans and meet her up above The last words that my darling spoke Was tell the one I love goodbye I'd like to see him before I go But I'll meet him in the sky I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:29 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Here's my chance to say thank you to a place where All my memories are fond and an essence of my heart Waiting there with open arms There's Melissa full of charm How I miss her so, she's such a sight of love down in Oh Virginia down the higway to 64 East way to Newport News There you'll find an open door in Oh Virginia all my friends are there to greet me Just a smile down 64 along the open road At the Patton Hotel I spent lots of time there That's where we decided this is where we wanted to be And down the road on Jefferson you'll find Steamer's close by If you see Mark and Steve Breen Tell 'em Jeff and I both said "hi" But we were younger then never knowing then That she would take us as her own And make us part of her life Highway to the sun we had so much fun I can't wait to get there and tell 'em that I miss my second home Oh Virginia down the way we'll be there in no time Oh Virginia just a ride down 64 Oh Virginia I can see those signs from here Oh Virginia 25 miles to Hampton Roads We got friends in Yorktown we got friends in Williamsburg We got friends in Newport News We want all of y'all from Portsmouth sing We got friends in Bluefield we got friends in Richmond We got friends in Hampton Roads And down by the beach let me hear everybody, yeah I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Jennitalia | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:32 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | The Devil Went Down to Georgia The devil went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind and he was willin' to make a deal. When he came across this young man sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot And the devil jumped up on a hickory stump and said, "Boy let me tell ya what. "I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too "And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you. "Now you play pretty good fiddle boy, but give the devil his due, I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you." The boy said, "My names Johnny, and it might be a sin, "But I'll take your bet - your gonna regret 'cause i'm the best that's ever been!" Johnny rosin up your bow an' play your fiddle hard 'Cause hell's broke loose in Georgia an' the devil deals the cards. And if you win you'll get this shiney fiddle made of gold, but if you lose the devil gets your soul! The devil opened up his case, and he said "I'll start this show," And fire flew from his finger tips as he rosined up his bow. And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss, Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this: [music] When the devil finished Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son, "But set right in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done!" (chorus) Fire On The Mountain, Run Boys Run! Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun, The Chicken in the Bread Pan Peckin' Out Dough, Granny Does Your Dog Bite, No Child, No! The devil bowed his head, 'cause he knew that he'd been beat, And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet. Johnny said, "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again, "I done told you once you son of a gun I'm the best there's ever been! And he played Fire On The Mountain, Run Boys Run! Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun, The Chicken in the Bread Pan Picken Out Dough, Granny Will Your Dog Bite, No Child, No!  | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:36 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Texas are you my friend, you live so close to the end Texas are you my friend, cause I'm afraid of you Hey Maine hey, you're a little too high for me And Fla you're just a little too low D.C. you could be the end of me I think I'm movin to Idaho I ain't afraid of you Oo, people on the outside lookin in Mother Nature shakes, what then what then Oo, people on the outside lookin through she'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do Oo, Oo Carolina Brother's you make me crawl under the covers I just can't get myself to go, oh no Hey Joe I see your name too, but there is nothin that they can do I think I'm movin to Idaho I ain't afraid of you Oo, people on the outside lookin in Mother Nature shakes, what then what then Oo, people on the outside lookin through she'll shake you to Idaho, that's what she'll do I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:37 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Everclear... Pennsylvania Is... jackson met a girl in a valley town they fell into a teenage love she'd grow to hate he's in prison now since he beat her down he got her pregnant and she made it go away hey hey hey hey pennsylvania I got a card today from a girl I know she used to live alone in philadelphia she had to leave the state for a choice she made she says she feels just like a hostage in her home hey hey hey hey pennsylvania you can close your eyes you can fall and die you can hope your laws will make it go away you can close your eyes but you can't make it go away I just got a call from my uncle mike he said he left his wife and he's not going back said she changed her mind about a desire child I asked him if he wants a placemat or a wife hey hey hey hey pennsylvania is wrong! I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Kim | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:39 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Ok...last one for a little while :) Louisiana 1927 (Randy Newman) What has happened down here, is the winds have changed Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain It rained real hard, and it rained for a real long time Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline The river rose all day, the river rose all night Some people got lost in the flood, some people got away alright The river had busted through clear down to Placker Mine Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline Louisiana, Louisiana They're trying to wash us away, they're trying to wash us away Oh Louisiana, Louisiana They're trying to wash us away, they're trying to wash us away President Coolidge come down, in a railroad train With his little fat man with a note pad in his hand President say "little fat man, oh isn't it a shame, What the river has done to this poor farmer's land" Oh Louisiana, Louisiana They're trying to wash us away, you're trying to wash us away Oh Louisiana, oh Louisiana They're trying to wash us away, oh Lord, they're trying to wash us away They're trying to wash us away, they're trying to wash us away I've adopted Skydiver -- Be Nice To Him!! | ||||
| Jennitalia | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 7:57 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Sep. 00 | California Girls Well East coast girls are hip I really dig those styles they wear And the Southern girls with the way they talk They knock me out when I'm down there The Mid-West farmer's daughters really make you feel alright And the Northern girls with the way they kiss They keep their boyfriends warm at night I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California girls The West coast has the sunshine And the girls all get so tanned I dig a french bikini on Hawaii island Dolls by a palm tree in the sand I been all around this great big world And I seen all kinds of girls Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the states Back to the cutest girls in the world I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California girls I wish they all could be California (Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the) I wish they all could be California (Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the) I wish they all could be California (Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the) I wish they all could be California (Girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the) "Like, Mother, it's my life ok...so if i want to live on a beach and walk around naked..." | ||||
| CriticsLoveSnatch i know better than to ask for a status from you mean ol' mods I shall call him mini-FTL | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 8:00 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | ok we're starting to repeat, lets try to avoid that. these are the ones we've got so far: Michigan California New York Alabama Tennessee Arizona Nevada Virginia Nebraska Hawaii Kentucky Georgia Idaho Pennsylvania Louisiana 15 down, 35 to go lol and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes by a clock thats blinking eights This message was edited by CriticsLoveSnatch on 9-23-01 @ 8:05 PM | ||||
| IkeaBoy P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal I will die a traitor's death | posted on 09-23-2001 @ 8:19 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Sep. 00 | let's kick it old school There's a yellow rose of Texas That I am going to see No other soldier knows her No soldier, only me. She cried so when I left her It like to broke my heart And if I ever find her We never more will part. She's the sweetest rose of color This soldier ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds They sparkle like the dew. You may talk about your dearest May And sing of Rosa Lee But the Yellow Rose of Texas Beats the belles of Tennessee. Oh, my heart is feeling weary And my head is hanging low I'm goin' back to Georgy To find my Uncle Joe. You may talk about your Beauregard And sing of Bobby Lee But the Gallant Hood of Texas He raised Hell in Tennessee. ============== The stars at night, are big and bright, deep in the heart of Texas, The prairie sky is wide and high, deep in the heart of Texas. The sage in bloom is like perfume, deep in the heart of Texas, Reminds me of, the one I love, deep in the heart of Texas. The coyotes wail, along the trail, deep in the heart of Texas, The rabbits rush, aroung the brush, deep in the heart of Texas. The cowboys cry, "Ki-yip-pee-yi," deep in the heart of Texas, The dogies bawl, and bawl and bawl, deep in the heart of Texas. ============== California here I come Right back where I started from Where bowers of flowers bloom in the Spring Each morning at dawning birdies sing and everything A sunkist miss says Don't be late! That's why I can hardly wait Open up that Golden Gate California Here I Come ==============  "I didn't realize how tragic it [the WTC attack] was until the celebrities told me"- Ron Bennington This message was edited by IkeaBoy on 9-23-01 @ 8:28 PM | ||||
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