06-03-2003, 09:03 PM
None of you will know this one, but....
I can hear the shouting
Under my pillow
It's a familar sound
When Dad comes home
It's 3 in the morning
I think he's been drinking
I get so scared
When Dad comes home
I wake from my distant dreams
to breaking glass and desparate screams
what did I do, what did I say
To make him act this way
Stop your crying, you little baby
I'll give you something to cry about
give you something to cry about
....
I can hear the shouting
Under my pillow
It's a familar sound
When Dad comes home
It's 3 in the morning
I think he's been drinking
I get so scared
When Dad comes home
I wake from my distant dreams
to breaking glass and desparate screams
what did I do, what did I say
To make him act this way
Stop your crying, you little baby
I'll give you something to cry about
give you something to cry about
....
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<center>Boy the way Glen Miller played,
songs that made the hit parade,
guys like us we had it made,
those were the days,
and you know where you were then,
girls were girls and men were men,
mister we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again,
didn't need no welfare states
everybody pulled his weight,
gee our old Lasalle ran great,
those were the days!</center>
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<center>Boy the way Glen Miller played,
songs that made the hit parade,
guys like us we had it made,
those were the days,
and you know where you were then,
girls were girls and men were men,
mister we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again,
didn't need no welfare states
everybody pulled his weight,
gee our old Lasalle ran great,
those were the days!</center>