Bob Carlisle, BUTTERFLY KISSES

There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus
And I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For BUTTERFLY kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride"
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve a hug every morning
And BUTTERFLY kisses at night
Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama
A little more everyday
One part woman
The other part girl
To perfume and make-up
From ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world
But I remember
BUTTERFLY kisses after bedtime prayer
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, but if you don't mind"
"I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And BUTTERFLY kisses at night
All the precious time
Ooh
Like the wind, the years go by
Precious BUTTERFLY
Spread your wings and fly
She'll change her name today
She'll make a promise
And I'll give her away
Standing in the bride-room
Just staring at her
She asked me what I'm thinking
And I said, "I'm not sure"
"I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl"
And she leaned over
Gave me BUTTERFLY kisses with her mama there
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk me down the aisle, Daddy, it's just about time"
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy?"
"Daddy, don't cry"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
To deserve her love every morning
And BUTTERFLY kisses
I couldn't ask God for more
Man, this is what love is
I know I gotta let her go
But I'll always remember
Every hug in the morning
And BUTTERFLY kisses

Al Jolson, CAROLINA IN THE MORNING

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
When a morning glory twined around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Rolling with my girly where the dew is pearly early in the morning
BUTTERFLIES all flutter up, and kiss each little buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day, I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
"Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning"
When a morning glory twined around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Rolling with my girly where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up, and kiss each little buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin's lamp only a day, I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
"Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning"

James Gang, SEEMS TO ME

Taking my time
Choosin' my line
Trying to DECIDE what to do
Looks like my stop
Don't wanna get off
Got myself hung up on you
Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away
Places I've known
Things that I'm growin'
Don't taste the same without you
I got myself in
The worst mess I've been
And I find myself startin' to doubt you
Seems to me
Talk all night here comes the mornin'
Seems to me
You just forget what we said and greet the day
Seems to me
You don't wanna talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away
I've got to cool myself down
Stomping around
Thinkin' some words I can't name ya
Meet ya half way
I got nothing to say
Still I don't s'pose I can blame ya
Seems to me
You don't want to talk about it
Seems to me
You just turn your pretty head and walk away
Walk away

The Lovin' Spoonful, DID YOU EVER HAVE TO MAKE UP YOUR MIND

Did you ever have to make up your mind?
And pick up on one and leave the other behind?
It's not often easy and not often kind.
Did you ever have to make up your mind?

Did you ever have to finally DECIDE?
And say yes to one and let the other one ride?
There's so many changes and tears you must hide.
Did you ever have to finally DECIDE?

Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes, cute as a bunny,
With hair down to here, and plenty of money,
And just when you think she's that one in the world,
Your heart gets stolen by some mousy little girl,

And then you know you'd better make up your mind.
And pick up on one and leave the other behind.
It's not often easy and not often kind.
Did you ever have to make up your mind?

Sometimes you really dig a girl the moment you kiss her,
And then you get distracted by her older sister.
When in walks her father and takes you in line,
And says, "Better go on home, son, and make up your mind."

And then you bet you'd better finally DECIDE.
And say yes to one and let the other one ride.
There's so many changes and tears you must hide.
Did you ever have to finally DECIDE?

The Who, WON'T GET FOOLED AGAIN

We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgement of all wrong
They DECIDE and the shotgun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
A change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain't changed
'Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again, no, no
I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half-alive
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do you?
Yeah
There's nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are effaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight
I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again, no, no
Yeah
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

I love this song! 👍

The word for Thursday, December 19, DECIDE

Tommy James and the Shondells, CRYSTAL BLUE PERSUASION

Look over yonder
What do you see?
The sun is a-rising
Most definitely
A new day is coming (ooh, ooh)
People are changing
Ain't it beautiful? (Ooh, ooh)
Crystal blue PERSUASION
Better get ready to see the light
Love, love is the answer (ooh, ooh)
And that's all right
So don't you give up now (ooh, ooh)
So easy to find
Just look to your soul (your soul)
And open your mind
Crystal blue PERSUASION, hmm, hmm
It's a new vibration
Crystal blue PERSUASION
Crystal
Blue PERSUASION
Maybe tomorrow
When he looks down
On every green field (ooh, ooh)
And every town
All of his children
And every nation
There'll be peace and good brotherhood
Crystal blue PERSUASION, yeah
Crystal blue PERSUASION, aah-aah
Crystal blue PERSUASION, aah-aah
(Crystal blue PERSUASION, aah-aah)

The Doors, THE CRYSTAL SHIP

Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss
The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again
Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly
The CRYSTAL ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line

The word for Tuesday, December 17, CRYSTAL

Chicago, OLD DAYS

Old days
Good times I remember
Fun days
Filled with simple pleasure
Drive-in movies
Comic books and blue jeans
Howdy Doody
Baseball cards and birthdays
Take me back
To the world gone away
Memories
Seem like yesterday
Oh, old days
Good times I remember
Gold days
Days I'll always TREASURE
Funny faces
Full of love and laughter
Funny places
Summer nights and streetcars
Take me back
To the world gone away
Our good memories
Seem like yesterday
Old days (on my mind and in my heart to stay)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (darkened dreams of good times gone away)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (days of love and feeling fancy free)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (days of magic still so close to me)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (on my mind and in my heart to stay)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (darkened dreams of good times gone away)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (days of love and feeling fancy free)
Ah, ah, ah
Old days (days of magic still so close to me)
Ah, ah, ah

The Beatles, P.S. I LOVE YOU

As I write this letter
Send my love to you
Remember that I'll always
Be in love with you

TREASURE these few words till we're together
Keep all my love forever
P.S. I love you
You, you, you

I'll be coming home again to you, love
And till the day I do, love
P.S. I love you
You, you, you

As I write this letter
Send my love to you
Remember that I'll always
Be in love with you

TREASURE these few words till we're together
Keep all my love forever
P.S. I love you
You, you, you

As I write this letter (Oh)
Send my love to you (You know I want you to)
Remember that I'll always (Yeah)
Be in love with you

I'll be coming home again to you, love
And till the day I do, love
P.S. I love you
You, you, you
You, you, you
I love you

Jim Croce, TIME IN A BOTTLE

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a TREASURE and then
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

The word for Monday, December 16, TREASURE

Louis Armstrong, OH WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN

Sisters and brothers
This is Reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you
My text this evening is "When the Saints Go MARCHING In"
Here come Brother Hicken Bottom down the aisle with his trombone
Blue it, boy
Oh, when the saints (when the saints)
Go MARCHING in (MARCHING in)
Now, when the saints go MARCHING in (MARCHING in)
Yes, I want to be in that number
When the saints go MARCHING in
Blue it, Brother Holmes
Now, when the saints (when the saints)
Go MARCHING in (MARCHING in)
Oh, when the saints go MARCHING in (MARCHING in)
Yes, I want to be in that number
When the saints go MARCHING in

Don McLean, AMERICAN PIE

A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

So bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lennin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a MARCHING tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die

The Rolling Stones, STREET FIGHTING MAN

Everywhere I hear the sound
Of MARCHING, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy
Well, now what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
'Cause in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for street fighting man, no
Hey, think the time is right
For a palace revolution
'Cause where I live the game to play
Is compromise solution
Well, now what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
'Cause in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for street fighting man, no
Get down
Hey, said my name is called Disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king
I'll rail at all his servants
Well, now what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock and roll band?
'Cause in sleepy London Town
There's just no place for street fighting man, no

Neil Sedaka, CALENDAR GIRL

I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl
I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Each and every day of the year
(January) You start the year off fine
(February) You're my little valentine
(March) I'm gonna MARCH you down the aisle
(April) You're the Easter Bunny when you smile
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(May) Maybe if I ask your dad and mom
(June) They'll let me take you to the Junior Prom
(July) Like a firecracker all aglow
(August) When you're on the beach you steal the show
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calendar girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year
(Every day of the year)
(September) Light the candles at your Sweet Sixteen
(October) Romeo and Juliet on Halloween
(November) I'll give thanks that you belong to me
(December) You're the present 'neath my Christmas tree
Yeah, yeah, my heart's in a whirl
I love, I love, I love my little calender girl
Every day (every day), every day (every day) of the year (every day of the year)
I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl
I love, I love, I love my calender girl
Yeah, sweet calender girl

I made assumptions that you conveniently failed to confirm or refute, very strange. Is it possible that your post is pure fantasy?

George Michael, FAITH

Well, I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body
I know not everybody has got a body like you
But I gotta think twice before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play because I played them too

Oh, but I need some time off from that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
Oh, when that love comes down without devotion
Well it takes a strong man, baby
But I'm showin' you the door

'Cause I gotta' have FAITH
I gotta have FAITH
Because I gotta have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH
I got to have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH

Baby, I know you're askin' me to stay
Say, "Please, please, please don't go away"
You say I'm givin' you the blues
Maybe (Huh) you mean every word you say
Can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules

Before this river becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh, baby, I reconsider my foolish notion
Well, I need someone to hold me
But I'll wait for somethin' more

Yes I gotta have FAITH
Ooh, I gotta have FAITH
Because I gotta have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH
I gotta have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH

I'll just have to wait
Because I've got to have FAITH
I gotta have FAITH
I've got to, got to, got to have FAITH

Before this river becomes an ocean
Before you throw my heart back on the floor
Oh, oh, baby, I reconsider my foolish notion
Well, I need someone to hold me
But I'll wait for somethin' more

'Cause I gotta' have FAITH
Ooh, I gotta have FAITH
Because I gotta have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH
I gotta have FAITH, FAITH, FAITH

Your profile states you are 63 years old.....May I assume that your friend is of a similar age? Heck, if your friend has a "nice smart" 30-something daughter that shows interest in having a physical relationship with you and you're interested in pursuing a physical relationship with her, go ahead. I'm sure there are other incidentals that you failed to mention so be prepared for it to cause hiccups in your friendship.

Wow! Those cheap bastards! Can you imagine the cut or profit that JC Penney made on each of those $30.00+ fruit cakes or tins of cookies which you sold which you received only 25cents on! My guess is that it became a contest between you and the other workers to see who would excel. But it's still UNBELIEVABLE that you only earned one, thin quarter! Merry fricken Christmas!

Fruit cakes are rather firm but I attribute that to all that firm, candied fruit.

You remember that spiel from years ago, do you happen to remember the cost of "Delicious brandied spiced fruit cake, packed in a festive holiday tin."? Fruit cake is a tough sale and it's difficult to understand why they only paid a $0.25 commission on each sale.

Hmmmmm......

So when you return home from taking Marcy to work you drink begin your coffee and cigarettes morning routine? Tell me you're skillset includes making a pot of oatmeal, pouring yourself a bowl of Cap'n Crunch or scrambling an egg, or two! Even peanut butter on toast is a better alternative to what you're having, Mr dgraff.....

Blue Cheer, SUMMERTIME BLUES

Well, I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar
Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date
My boss says, no dice, son, you gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES
Well, my mom an papa told me, son, you gotta make some money
If you want to use the car to go ridin' next sunday
Well I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES
Ow
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacation
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nation
Well I called my congressman and he said quote
"I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES
Well, I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES
Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES
No, there ain't no cure for the summertime BLUES

Elton John, I GUESS THAT'S WHY THEY CALL IT THE BLUES

Don't wish it away
Don't look at it like it's forever
Between you and me I could honestly say
That things can only get better

And while I'm away
Dust out the demons inside
And it won't be long before you and me run
To the place in our hearts where we hide

And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES

Just stare into space
Picture my face in your hands
Live for each second without hesitation
And never forget I'm your man

Wait on me girl
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever I simply love you
More than I love life itself

And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES

Wait on me girl
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever I simply love you
More than I love life itself

And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES

And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
Laughing like children, living like lovers
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
Laughing like children, living like lovers
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES
And I guess that's why they call it the BLUES

That's not the breakfast of champions!

You seem like a man that enjoys eating and appreciates a good meal. Why just coffee and cigarettes for breakfast?

The Steve Miller Band, ABRACADABRA

I heat up, I can't cool down
You got me spinnin'
'Round and 'round
'Round and 'round and 'round it goes
Where it stops nobody knows

Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin' flame
Burnin' flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

You make me hot, you make me sigh
You make me laugh, you make me cry
Keep me burnin' for your love
With the touch of a velvet glove

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

I feel the magic in your caress
I feel magic when I touch your dress
SILK and satin, leather and lace
Black panties with an angel's face

I see magic in your eyes
I hear the magic in your sighs
Just when I think I'm gonna get away
I hear those words that you always say

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin' flame
Burnin' flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher

I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round
I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round
I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round

Well, I was home for almost 6 months and I definitely noticed the weeds when I returned. Like I said, I'm all for pulling the weeds out HOWEVER the success of this removal is contingent upon the root being removed.

I would prefer an organic approach IF the results were permanent.

I've got an extra fruit cake that I would be happy to send your way, Cody. Just let me know.

Sounds like you're eating GOOD! Do you eat a hearty breakfast, too? Hey, dgraff, since retiring have gained any weight?

I was in Publix this morning and bought two 1-lb Claxton fruit cakes. DM me with your address and I will mail one to you.

Thank you. The weeds/plant life growing pavers are so unsightly. I spent a good deal of money on my place in Florida last year and those weeds truly make me sad.....

Yep, that's the error message I received;

Connect failed: too many connections

At approximately 10:30pm (22:30 EST) last night/yesterday, I tried to access the site and received an error message. I don't recall the message verbatim, it was similar to;

Connect error; too many connections open

The word for Thursday, December 12, SILK

I had a paver stone patio laid last year and there are unsightly weeds growing through a small area. This area represents about 15% of the patio area. I'm all for pulling the weeds however the pavers are so tight that I wind up just breaking off the top of the growth. Any ideas I can do or use to kill the growth? Thank you.

Do you know why bodyguards keep their hands in this unusual and awkward position?

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Smokey Robinson & The Miracles, TRACKS OF MY TEARS

People say I'm the life of the party
'Cause I tell a joke or two
Although I might be laughing loud and hearty
Deep inside I'm blue
So take a good look at my face
You see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears
I need you (Need you)
I need you (Need you)
If you see me with another girl
Acting like I'm having fun
Uh now she may be cute but she's a SUBSTITUTE
Because, girl, you're the permanent one
Well, take a good look at my face
You see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears
Outside I'm masquerading
Inside my hope is fading
Just a clown since you put me down
My smile is my make up
I wear since my break-up with you
Baby, baby take a good look at my face
You see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears
Baby, baby, baby take a good look at my face
You know my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears

Ha! I am going for a mani and pedi tomorrow and it's right next door to a Publix! Thank you!

The Rolling Stones, START ME UP

If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop

I've been running hot
You got me ticking gonna blow my top
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
Never stop, never stop, never stop

You make a grown man cry
You make a grown man cry
You make a grown man cry
Spread out the oil, the gasoline
I walk SMOOTH, ride in a mean, mean machine

Start it up
If you start it up
Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got to, you got to
I can't compete with the riders in the other heats

If you rough it up
If you like it I can slide it up, slide it up, slide it up, slide it up

Don't make a grown man cry
Don't make a grown man cry
Don't make a grown man cry
My eyes dilate, my lips go green
My hands are greasy
She's a mean, mean machine

Start it up
Start me up
Give it all you got
You got to never, never, never stop

Slide it up
Baby up just slide it up
Start it up, start it up, start it up
Never, never, never

You make a grown man cry
You make a grown man cry
You make a grown man cry
Ride like the wind at double speed
I'll take you places that you've never, never seen

If you start it up
Love the day and we will never stop, never stop, never stop, never stop
Tough me up
Never stop, never stop

You, you, you make a grown man cry
You, you make a dead man cum
You, you make a dead man cum

Super tune!

Before I forget, I went to Walmart today and specifically looked for a Claxton fruit cake and the Walmart in LaBelle was completely out of stock!

Rob Thomas and Santana, SMOOTH

Man, it's a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
Well, I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My muсequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa
You're my reason for reason
The step in my groove
And if you said this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Because you're so SMOOTH
And it's just like the ocean under the moon
Oh, it's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so SMOOTH, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
But I'll tell you one thing
If you would leave it'd be a crying shame
In every breath and every word
I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio
You hear my rhythm on your radio
You feel the turning of the world, so soft and slow
It's turning you round and round
And if you said this life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Because you're so SMOOTH
Well, and it's just like the ocean under the moon
Well, it's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so SMOOTH, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
Well, and it's just like the ocean under the moon
Oh, it's the same as the emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so SMOOTH, yeah
Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it
Or else forget about it
Or else forget about it
Oh, let's don't forget about it
Give me your heart, make it real
Let's don't forget about it (hey)
Let's don't forget about it (now, oh, now, oh)
Let's don't forget about it (now, now, now, oh)
Let's don't forget about it (hey, now, now, oh)
Let's don't forget about it (hey, hey, hey)

Suspect arrested in the murder of the UnitedHealthcare CEO. Can someone please explain how a handgun and silencer can be made by a 3D printer? Thank you.

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The word for Tuesday, December 10, SMOOTH

The nearest Arby's to me in Florida is located in either Moore Haven OR Lehigh Acres, both which are 25+ miles away. When I go to Arby's, I really enjoy their gyro sandwich. YUM!

Admit it, you just like to eat and you appreciate your domestically skilled little lady and her home cookin'! If I Google'd the saying; "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" , MY GUESS is that I would find a picture of you with a content smile on your face!

And all this time I thought you were 100% carnivore!

Any particular Christmas cookie that you like best? This time of year evokes so many memories. My mother would start baking "Christmas cookies" right around Thanksgiving time. Although my mother probably baked 6 different types, my favorite were these wonderfully plain but very rich shortbread cookies. My preference were the cookies that were cooked a bit longer. Then there were these little round yummies that I believe were called Russian Tea Balls. They looked like mini snowballs, rolled in confectionery sugar when removed from the oven and just two bites.....