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Post by LLady on Jan 25, 2006 7:36:52 GMT 10
Love American Style
Love, Love, Love
Love, American Style, Truer than the Red, White and Blue. Love, American Style, That's me and you.
And on a star spangled night my love, (My love come to me). You can rest you head on my shoulder. Out by the dawn's early light, my love I will defend your right to try.
Love, American Style, That's me and you.
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Post by LLady on Jan 25, 2006 7:38:18 GMT 10
That Girl!
Diamonds, Daisies, Snowflakes, That Girl Chestnuts, Rainbows, Springtime... Is That Girl She's tinsel on a tree... She's everything that every girl should be!
Sable, Popcorn, White Wine, That Girl Gingham, Bluebirds, Broadway... Is That Girl She's mine alone, but luckily for you... If you find a girl to love, Only one girl to love, Then she'll be That Girl too... That Girl!
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Post by LLady on Jan 25, 2006 7:40:18 GMT 10
Angie (theme)
Let the time flow, Let the love grow, Let the rain shower, Let the rose flower.
Love it seeks, Love it finds, Love it conquers, Love it binds.
We come to each other from different worlds. Drawn to each other by the love inside of us. We give to each other our different worlds. As long as we can do it, life's is going to breeze right through it.
Let the time flow, Let the love grow, Let the rain shower, Let the rose flower.
Love it seeks, Love it finds, Love it conquers, Love it binds.
Love it seeks, Love it finds, Love it conquers, Love it binds.
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Post by LLady on Jan 25, 2006 7:41:29 GMT 10
Maude
Lady Godiva was a freedom rider She didnt' care if the whole world looked. Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her She was a sister who really cooked.
Isadora was the first bra burner And you're glad she showed up. (Oh yeah) And when the country was falling apart Betsy Ross got it all sewed up.
And then there's Maude. And then there's Maude. And then there's Maude. And then there's Maude. And then there's Maude. And then there's Maude. And then there's
That old compromisin', enterprisin', anything but tranquilizing, Right on Maude.
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Post by LLady on Jan 25, 2006 7:42:17 GMT 10
Nanny and the Professor
Soft and sweet Wise and wonderful Oooh our mystical, magical nanny.
Since the day that nanny came to stay with us Fantastic things keep happening. Is there really magic in the things she does Or is love the only magic thing that nanny brings
You know our nanny showed us you can make the impossible happen. Nanny told us have a little faith and lots of love
Phoebe Figalilly is a silly name And so many silly things keep happening What is this magic thing about nanny Is it Love? Or is it Magic?
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Post by LLady on Feb 10, 2006 4:12:52 GMT 10
Barbara Streisand - The Way We Were
Memories Like the corners of my mind Misty watercolor memories Of the way we were Scattered pictures Of the smiles we left behind Smiles we gave to one another For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then Or has time rewritten every line If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me - would we? could we?
Memories May be beautiful and yet What?s too painful to remember We simply choose to forget
So it is the laughter We will remember Whenever we remember The way we were
So it is the laughter We will remember Whenever we remember The way we were
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Post by LLady on Feb 10, 2006 4:14:00 GMT 10
Barbara Streisand - Evergreen
Love soft as an easy chair Love fresh as the morning air One love that is shared by two I have found with you
Like a rose under the april snow I was always certain love would grow Love ageless and evergreen Seldom seen by two
You and I will make each night a first Every day a beginning Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed They warm and excite us, cause we have the brightest love
Two lives that shine as one Morning glory and midnight sun Time we?ve learned to sail above Time won?t change the meaning of one love Ageless and ever evergreen
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Post by LLady on Feb 10, 2006 4:17:11 GMT 10
DON'T RAIN ON MY PARADE
Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade Don't tell me not to fly, I simply got to If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade I'll march my band out, I'll beat my drum And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir I guess I didn't make it But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection A freckle on the nose of life's complexion The Cinderella or the shine apple of its eye I gotta fly once, I gotta try once, Only can die once, right, sir? Ooh, life is juicy, juicy and you see, I gotta have my bite, sir. Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer" I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade,
I'm gonna live and live NOW! Get what I want, I know how! One roll for the whole shebang! One throw that bell will go clang, Eye on the target and wham, One shot, one gun shot and bam! Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am ...
I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum, And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir, At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer" I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!
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Post by LLady on Feb 10, 2006 4:20:36 GMT 10
If My Friends Could See Me Now Lyrics
Tonight at eight you shoulda seen A chauffeur pull up in a rented limousine! My neighbors burned! They like to die! When I tell them who is gettin' in and goin' out is I! If they could see me now, That little gang of mine, I'm eating fancy chow And drinking fancy wine. I'd like those stumble bums to see for a fact The kind of top drawer, first rate chums I attract. All I can say is "Wow-ee! Looka where I am. Tonight I landed, pow! Right in a pot of jam. What a set up! Holy cow! They'd never believe it, If my friends could see me now! If they could see me now, My little dusty group, Traipsin' 'round this million dollar chicken coop. I'd hear those thrift shop cats say: "Brother, get her! Draped on a bed spread made from three kinds of fur." All I can say is, "Wow! Wait till the riff an' raff See just exactly how He sign this autograph." What a build up! Holy cow! They'd never believe it, If my friends could see me now! If they could see me now Alone with Mister V., Who's waiting on me like he was a maƮtre d' I'd hear my buddies saying: "Crazy, what gives? Tonight she's living like The other half lives!" To think the highest brow, Which I must say is he, Should pick the lowest brow, Which there's no doubt is me! What a step up! Holy cow! They'd never believe it, If my friends could see me now! What a step up! Holy cow! They'd never believe it... They'd never believe it, If my friends could see me now
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Post by LLady on Apr 3, 2006 2:28:22 GMT 10
Somewhere Out There
Somewhere out there, beneath the pale moonlight, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight.
Somewhere out there, someone's saying a prayer, that we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there.
And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star.
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky.
Somewhere out there, if love can see us through, then we'll be together, somewhere out there, out where dreams come true.
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Post by LLady on Apr 11, 2006 6:41:53 GMT 10
Someday Out Of The Blue Music by Elton John and Patrick Leonard Lyrics by Tim Rice
Some day out of the blue In a crowded street or a deserted square I'll turn and I'll see you As if our love were new Some day we can start again, some day soon
Here comes the night Here come the memories Lost in your arms Down in the foreign fields Not so long ago Seems like eternity Those sweet afternoons Still capture me
I still believe I still put faith in us We had it all and watched it slip away Where are we now Not where we want to be Those hot afternoons Still follow me
Some day out of the blue Maybe years from now Or tomorrow night I'll turn and I'll see you As if we always knew Some day we would live again, some day soon
I still believe I still put faith in us
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Post by smudger on Apr 11, 2006 7:27:37 GMT 10
THE WHO lyrics - "Behind Blue Eyes" www.OldieLyrics.comNo one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what it's like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free When my fist clenches, crack it open Before I use it and lose my cool When I smile, tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool If I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat If I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes
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