I don’t know what is in these but 5 and a good night sleep, oof. Miracle Workers.
Lyric
Ah! Leah! Here we go again!
Ah! Leah! Is it ever gonna end?
Ah! Leah! Here we go again!
Ah! Leah!
-Donnie Iris, Ah! Leah!
I don’t know what is in these but 5 and a good night sleep, oof. Miracle Workers.
Lyric
Ah! Leah! Here we go again!
Ah! Leah! Is it ever gonna end?
Ah! Leah! Here we go again!
Ah! Leah!
-Donnie Iris, Ah! Leah!
Dock in the water. Doesn’t go in without a cost. Hyped up on Bayer Back & Body and Aleve.
Lyric
T’ain’t no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring
T’ain’t no big thing
The toll of the bell
Aggravated – spare for days
I troll downtown the red light place
Jump up bubble up – what’s in store
Love is the drug and I need to score
-Roxy Music, Love Is The Drug
Tried this on for size today:
FirstĀ ever AMA Supercross at Gillette. I’ve been involved in a few “First Ever’s” and it’s really nice to be a little bit on the leading edge.
Lyric
Moto Psycho (going nowhere)
Everybody is a
Moto Psycho move it or lose it baby
Moto Psycho (going nowhere)
100 Miles an hour
Moto Psycho I’m a Moto Psycho
Moto Psycho
-Megadeth, Moto Psycho
I had already posted yesterday before the news of Prince’s death.
Lyric
I guess I should of known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn’t last
See you’re the kinda person
That believes in makin’ out once
Love ’em and leave ’em fast
I guess I must be dumb
‘Cause you had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used
But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say what have I got to lose?
And honey I say
Little red Corvette
Baby you’re much too fast
Little red Corvette
You need a love that’s gonna last
I guess I should of closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
‘Cause I felt a little ill
When I saw all the pictures
Of the jockeys that were there before me
Believe it or not
I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class
But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say, Baby, have you got enough gas?
Oh yeah
Little red Corvette
Baby you’re much to fast, yes you are
Little red Corvette
You need to find a love that’s gonna last, ah huh
A body like yours (A body like yours)
Oughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail)
‘Cause it’s on the verge of bein’ obscene
(‘Cause it’s on the verge of bein’ obscene)
Move over baby (Move over baby)
Gimme the keys (Gimme the keys)
I’m gonna try to tame your little red love machine
(I’m gonna try to tame your little red love machine)
Little red Corvette
Baby you’re much to fast
Little red Corvette
You need to find a love that’s gonna last
Little red Corvette
Honey you got to slow down (Got to slow down)
Little red Corvette
‘Cause if you don’t you gonna run your
Little red Corvette right in the ground
Right down to the ground (Honey you got to slow down) you, you, you got to
Slow down (Little red Corvette) you’re movin’ much too fast
(Too fast) you need to find a love that’s gonna last
Girl, you got an ass like I never seen
And the ride,
I say the ride is so smooth
You must be a limousine
Baby you’re much to fast
Little red Corvette
You need a love, you need a love that’s
That’s gonna last
(Little red Corvette)
Babe you got to slow down (you got to slow down)
Little red Corvette
‘Cause if you don’t, ’cause if you don’t,
You gonna run your body right into the ground (Right into the ground)
Right into the ground (Right into the ground)
Right into the ground (Right into the ground)
Little red Corvette
-Prince, Little Red Corvette
I do not agree with what you have to say, but I’ll defend to the death your right to say it. – Evelyn Beatrice Hall
Lyric
Word up everybody say
When you hear the call you’ve got to get it underway
Word up it’s the code word
No matter where you say it you know that you’ll be heard
-Cameo, Word Up!