you reallygot me.
now someone do something by the who.
i'm aware the correct answer was lola. i think
(now someone do something by the who.
i'm aware the correct answer was lola. i think
stouffer,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:07,
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okie dokeI know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you've played
And never see you when deliberately you put things in my way
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away
I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say
That you still want me
Well, that's as may be
But you gotta stand trial
Because all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
The Eiffel Tower and the Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days
You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right through the haze
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
and miles and miles and miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
(I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you've played
And never see you when deliberately you put things in my way
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away
I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say
That you still want me
Well, that's as may be
But you gotta stand trial
Because all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
Oh yeah
The Eiffel Tower and the Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days
You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right through the haze
Well, here's a poke at you
You're gonna choke on it too
You're gonna lose that smile
Beacuse all the while
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
and miles and miles and miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
I can see for miles and miles
zog why change it now?,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:11,
archived)
aaaaahha classic. probabably my second favourite who song behind 'baba o'reilly'
( stouffer,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:14,
archived)
butwhat about "Love, Rain O'er Me"? or whatever the actual song title is.
I love that one. end of quadrophenia, I believe.
(I love that one. end of quadrophenia, I believe.
zog why change it now?,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:18,
archived)
it's scary howmuch i love johnny cash
/this was meant to go down there
(/this was meant to go down there
cwethan,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:20,
archived)
dammit, theyhad too many good tunes to start drawing up a league table. i was silly to even attempt such a thing.
( stouffer,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:22,
archived)
no,"A Man Named Sue".
but ok:
I'm not content to be with you in the daytime
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
I believe that you and me last forever
Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
Oh, come on...
I believe that you and me last forever
Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night time
All day and all of the night
alternatively:
Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on Skid Row
A drunken lag in some Salvation Army Mission.
It's such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.
Barley wine pink gin,
He'll drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappeared.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosie's gone and found another sucker
She's gonna turn him on to drink
She's gonna lead him to the brink
And when his money's gone,
She'll leave him in the gutter,
It's such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.
(but ok:
I'm not content to be with you in the daytime
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
I believe that you and me last forever
Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night
Oh, come on...
I believe that you and me last forever
Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never
The only time I feel alright is by your side
Girl I want to be with you all of the time
All day and all of the night
All day and all of the night time
All day and all of the night
alternatively:
Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wife's fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on Skid Row
A drunken lag in some Salvation Army Mission.
It's such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.
Barley wine pink gin,
He'll drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappeared.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosie's gone and found another sucker
She's gonna turn him on to drink
She's gonna lead him to the brink
And when his money's gone,
She'll leave him in the gutter,
It's such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.
zog why change it now?,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:08,
archived)
oh yeah.sorry.
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
(My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
zog why change it now?,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:13,
archived)
I was thinking more along the lines of I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola, see oh el-aye co-la .......
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice, she said Lola, el-oh el-aye Lo-la ........
la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine, oh my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I'm not dumb, but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man, oh my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
La-la la-la Lo-la
Well we drank champagne and danced all night under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said: "Dear boy, won't you come home with me ?"
Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
But when I looked in her eyes, well, I almost fell for my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
La-la la-la Lo-la, Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la, la-la la-la Lo-la
I pushed her away, I walked to the door, I fell to the floor,
I got down on my knees - then I looked at her and she at me.
Well, that's the way, that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls,
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I left home just a week before and I'd never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said "Pretty boy, I'm gonna make you a man !"
Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man,
But I know what I am, and I'm glad I'm a man and so is Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
La-la la-la Lo-la, la-la la-la Lo-la
(Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola, see oh el-aye co-la .......
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice, she said Lola, el-oh el-aye Lo-la ........
la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine, oh my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I'm not dumb, but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man, oh my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
La-la la-la Lo-la
Well we drank champagne and danced all night under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said: "Dear boy, won't you come home with me ?"
Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
But when I looked in her eyes, well, I almost fell for my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
La-la la-la Lo-la, Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la, la-la la-la Lo-la
I pushed her away, I walked to the door, I fell to the floor,
I got down on my knees - then I looked at her and she at me.
Well, that's the way, that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls,
It's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world except my Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la
Well, I left home just a week before and I'd never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said "Pretty boy, I'm gonna make you a man !"
Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man,
But I know what I am, and I'm glad I'm a man and so is Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la,
La-la la-la Lo-la, la-la la-la Lo-la
gracielou,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:14,
archived)
I'm embarrassed thatthat didn't occur to me.
( zog why change it now?,
Tue 29 Apr 2003, 23:21,
archived)