Elton John, HONKY CAT

When I look back, boy, I must have been green
Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream
Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign
Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind

They said, get back, HONKY cat
Better get back to the woods
But, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, oh, change is gonna do me good
You better get back, HONKY cat
Living in the city ain't where it's at
It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
It's like trying to drink whisky, oh, from a bottle of wine

Well, I read some books and I read some magazines
About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans
And all the fools back home, well, said I was a fool
They said, oh, "Believe in the Lord" is the golden rule

They said, get back, HONKY cat
Better get back to the woods
But I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, ooh, oh, change is gonna do me good
(Ooh, baby)
They said, get back, HONKY cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, oh, oh, change is gonna do me good

They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm
Living in the city, boy, is, is gonna break your heart
But how can you stay when your heart says no
Ha, how can you stop when your feet say go

You better get back, HONKY cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, ooh, oh, the change is gonna do me good
You better get back, HONKY cat
Living in the city ain't where it's at
It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
It's like trying to drink whisky, oh, from a bottle of wine

Oh yeah, get back, HONKY cat
Get back, HONKY cat, get back, whoo
Get back, HONKY cat
Get back, HONKY cat, get back, whoo
Oh, get back, HONKY cat, get back
Get back, HONKY cat, whoo
Oh yeah, redneck ways and
Whoo

Elvis, BURNING LOVE

Lord Almighty, I feel my temperature risin', mmm
Higher, higher, it's burning through to my soul
Girl, girl, girl, girl, you're gonna set me on fire
My brain is flamin', I don't know which way to go, yeah
Your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
You light my mornin' sky with burning love, mmm
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, I feel my temperature risin', mm
Help me, I'm flamin', I must be a 109, mmm
Burnin', burnin', burnin' and nothing can cool me, yeah
I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
And you light my mornin' sky with burning love
It's comin' closer, the flames are now lickin' my body, mm
Won't you help me? I feel like I'm slippin' away
It's hard to breathe, and my chest is a-heavin', mmm, hmm
Lord, have mercy, I'm burning a HOLE where I lay, yeah
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky with burning love
With burning love (a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah)
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love (ah)
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love (ah)
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah (ah)
A hunk, a hunk of burning love, ah, ah (ah)
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

Crowded House, DON'T DREAM IT'S OVER

There is freedom within
There is freedom without
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
There's a battle ahead
Many battles are lost
But you'll never see the end of the road
While you're traveling with me

Hey now, hey now
Don't dream it's over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won't win

Now I'm towing my car
There's a HOLE in the roof
My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof
In the paper today
Tales of war and of waste
But you turn right over to the T.V. page

Hey now, hey now
Don't dream it's over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won't win

Now I'm walking again
To the beat of a drum
And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart
Only shadows ahead
Barely clearing the roof
Get to know the feeling of liberation and release

Hey now, hey now
Don't dream it's over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
You know they won't win

Don't let them win
Hey now, hey now

Hey now, hey now

Hey now, hey now
Don't let them win

They come, they come
Don't let them win

Hey now, hey now (yeah)

Hey now, hey now

And that was my pick!

The word for Thursday, March 27, HOLE

Several things I’ve noticed while being in Florida;

• so much traffic
• people are in a hurry
• so many folks speed
• many folks disregard the traffic signal (red stop light) and just blow through lights

Michael Buble, I’VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKIN

I've got you under my SKIN.
I've got you deep in the heart of me.
You're so deep in my heart
That you're really a part
Of me.
And I've got you under my SKIN.

I've tried so not to give in.
You know I said to myself
This affair ain't gonna go so well,
But why should I try to resist,
When, baby, I know so well
That I've got you way under my SKIN.

I would sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near.
In spite of a warning voice comes in the night
And repeats in my ear,

"Don't you know, you fool,
You never can win.
Use your mentality,
Step up to reality."

But each time I do,
Just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin.
'Cause I've got you,
you're under my SKIN

I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near.
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats—how it yells in these ears,

"Don't you know, you fool,
No chance to win!
Why not use your mentality?
Wake up, step up to reality."

But each time I do,
Just the thought of you
Makes me stop just before I begin.
Because I've got you under my SKIN.
And I love you under my SKIN

The Temptations, BEAUTY IS ONLY SKIN DEEP

So in love, sad as could be
'Cause a pretty face got the best of me.
Suddenly, you came into my life
And gave it meaning and pure delight.
Now, good looks, I've learned to do without.
'Cause now I know it's love that really counts.

'Cause I know that...
(Beauty's only SKIN deep, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
I know that...
Beauty's only SKIN deep, yes indeed.

Now you speak your words warm and sincere.
And let's me know that your love is near.
A pretty face you may not possess
But what I like about you is your tenderness.
A pretty face maybe some guys taste
But I'll take lovin' in it's place.

'Cause I know that...
(Beauty's only SKIN deep, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
And you know that...
Beauty's only SKIN deep, oh baby, oh yeah.
(Oh yeah, Oh yeah)

(Beauty's only SKIN deep, yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Ooo
(Beauty's only SKIN deep, oh yeah.)
Yes it is.

My friends ask, what do I see in you
But it goes deeper than the eye can view.
You have a pleasin' personality
And that's an ever lovin' rare quality.
Now show me a girl, a girl that's fine
And I'll choose the one with true lovin' every time.

I know that...
(Beauty's only SKIN deep, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I believe that...
Beau- know that beauty's only SKIN deep.

So if you're lookin' for a lover. (Oh yeah)
Don't judge a book by it's cover. (Oh yeah)
She may be fine on the outside (Oh yeah)
But so untrue on the inside. (Oh yeah)
Ooo

Herman’s Hermits, MRS BROWN YOU’VE GOT A LOVELY DAUGHTER

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are somethin' RARE
But it's sad, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine
She wants to return those things I bought her
Tell her she can keep them just the same
Things have changed, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine
Walkin' about, even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out, makes a bloke, feel so proud
If she finds that I've been 'round to see you ('round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' fine (feelin' fine)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees, but it's no good to pine
Walkin' about, even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud
If she finds that I've been 'round to see you ('round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' (feelin' fine)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees, but it's no good to pine
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely...

Buddy Holly & The Crickets, PEGGY SUE

If you knew Peggy Sue
Then you'd know why I feel blue without Peggy
My Peggy Sue
Oh well, I love you gal, yes, I love you Peggy Sue
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue
Oh how my heart yearns for you
Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue
Oh well, I love you gal, yes, I love you Peggy Sue
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Peggy Sue
Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue
Oh well, I love you gal and I need you Peggy Sue
I love you Peggy Sue
With a love so RARE and true
Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue
Well I love you gal, I want you Peggy Sue
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Peggy Sue
Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue
Oh well, I love you gal yes I need you Peggy Sue
I love you Peggy Sue
With a love so RARE and true
Oh Peggy, my Peggy Sue
Oh well I love you gal, and I want you Peggy Sue
Oh well, I love you gal and I want you Peggy Sue

The word for Tuesday, March 25, RARE

Kid Rock, ROCK N ROLL JESUS

Turn me up in the headphones
Been alotta cheap talk but I rock still
From the streets of Shanghai back to Knoxville
Sittin' high on a mountain top holdin' shop spreadin' the good news
Been alotta false prophets and quick hits
And a lot of unAmerican bullshit
But the time has come to settle and the devil's gonna make u choose
And just like a cold wind blowin' can u feel me comin' for u
Just like a freight train rollin' packed tight full of rhythm and blues
Testify
It's a Rock revival
Don't need a suit
Ya don't need a bible
Get up and dance
I'm gonna set you free yeah
Testify
It's all sex, drugs, rock n roll
A soul sensation that you can't control
And you can see I practice what I preach
I'm your rock n roll Jesus
Yes I am
Been alotta bling bling but it ain't real
And alotta new kings but I won't kneel
Sittin' high on a mountain top, holdin' shop singin' the RAW dog blues
Like in old Mississippi's dirty cotton fields
Or in Detroit City's unforgotten wheels
It's the same song spinning but the same song's always been true
And I'm gonna take my roll cuz I ain't got nothin' to lose
And I'm gonna save your soul if it's really what you want me to do
Get on your knees
I'm your rock n roll Jesus

The Who, SLIP KID

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm runnin' in the rain
Gonna run till my feet are RAW
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
And I'm a soldier at thirteen
Slip kid, slip kid, realization
There's no easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
It's a hard, hard world
I left my doctor's prescription bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free
Slip kid, slip kid
Keep away old man, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed
I'm not affected by your blackmail
You won't blackmail me
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm runnin' in the rain
Gonna run till my feet are raw
Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble
Slip over here and set me free
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
You're slidin' down the hill like me
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free

Uh, he got brake checked.......

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The word for Monday, March 24, RAW

It wasn’t me!

The Trammps, DISCO INFERNO

To my surprise, one hundred stories high
People getting loose y'all, getting down on the roof
Folks are screaming, out of control
It was so entertaining when the boogie started to explode
I heard somebody say
DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
(Burnin')
I couldn't get enough, so I had to self-destruct
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody going strong, and that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say
DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down y'all
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
That makes me know
There's a party somewhere
Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
(Burnin')
I couldn't get enough, so I had to self-destruct
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody going strong, and that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say
disco inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
When my spark gets hot
when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
(Just can't stop) when my spark gets hot
disco inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn)
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) DISCO inferno

Gloria Gaynor, I WILL SURVIVE

At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Thinking I could live without you by my side
And after spending nights
Thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
Now you're back
From outer space
And I find you here
With that sad look upon your face
I should've changed that stupid lock
Or made you leave your key
If I'd've known for a second
You'd be back to bother me
Go on, go, walk out the door
Turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
You're the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
Think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down and die?
No, not I, I WILL survive
Long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got my life to live
And all my love to give and
I WILL survive
I, I, I WILL survive
It took all my strength not to fall apart
Trying with all my might to mend my broken heart
I spent so many nights feeling sorry for myself
How I cried
But now I hold my head up high
And you see me, somebody new
I'm not that lonely little person
Still in love with you
Now you come droppin' in
Expectin' me to be free
Now I'm saving my lovin'
For someone who's loving me
Go on and go, walk out the door
Turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
You're the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
Thinkin' I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die?
No, not I, I WILL survive
Long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got my life to live, and all my love to give
And I WILL survive
I, I WILL survive
Go on, go, walk out the door
Turn around now
You're not welcome anymore
You're the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
Think I'd crumble?
You think I'd lay down and die?
No, not I, I WILLsurvive
Long as I know how to love
I know I'll stay alive
I've got my life to live
And all my love to give and
I WILL survive
I, I, I WILL survive

Traffic, LOW SPARK OF HIGH -HEELED BOYS

If you see something that looks like a star
And it's shooting up out of the ground
And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
And you just can't escape from the sound
Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you
We were children once, playing with toys
And that thing that you're hearing is only the sound of
The low SPARK of high-heeled boys
The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, was
The low SPARK of high-heeled boys
If you had just a minute to breathe
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance
Or something sim'lar as this
Don't worry too much It'll happen to you
As sure as your sorrows are joys
And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of
The low SPARK of high-heeled boys
The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, was
The low SPARK of high-heeled boys (high heeled boys)
If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything, including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys
And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound of
The low SPARK of high-heeled boys (heeled boys)

I was having problems with my Android that apparently a new battery was unable to resolve. I HAD to replace it and changed to an Apple…… It’s been 24 hours and I HATE it!

Billy Joel, DON’T ASK ME WHY

All the waiters in your grand cafй
Leave their tables when you blink, ohh
Every dog must have his everyday
Every drunk must have his drink
Don't wait for answers
Just take your chances
Don't ask me why
All your life, you had to stand in line
Still you're standing on your feet, ohh
All your choices made you change your mind
Now your CALENDAR’S complete
Don't wait for answers
Just take your chances
Don't ask me why
Mmh, you can say the human heart
Is only make believe
I am only fighting fire with fire
But you are still a victim
Of the accidents you leave
As sure as I'm a victim of desire
All the servants in your new hotel
Throw their roses at your feet, ohh
Fool them all but baby I can tell
You're no stranger to the street
Don't ask for favors
Don't talk to strangers
Don't ask me why
Yesterday you were an only child
Now your ghosts have gone away, ohh
You can kill them in the classic style
Now you, parlez-vous franзais
Don't look for answers
You took your chances
Don't ask me why
Don't ask me why

The word for Thursday, March 20, CALENDAR

Is menopausal Freddy having unexplainable “hot flashes “ AGAIN? Don’t dwell on it or allow it to bother you, he’s fucked up and he’s not worth expending energy on. He blacklisted me some time ago. I reciprocated and I couldn’t be happier!

Hecky NO!

I will probably remain in Florida for another 6 weeks, or so…..

The word for Tuesday, March 18, COOK

Bump

That song popped into my head when I was visiting my friend in the hospital. I was fixated upon and stared at the "panel" of the elevator I was in and noticed it was an "Otis Elevator"*. That's when I remembered The Doors tune.


*Otis - "world's leading company for elevator and escalator manufacturing, installation and service. We move 2.4 billion people a day"

Tom Jones, GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME


The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.

Down the road I look and there runs Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the GREEN, GREEN grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the GREEN, GREEN, grass of home.

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry,
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on.

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the GREEN, GREEN grass of home.

Then I awake and look around me
At four grey walls that surround me,
And I realize: yes, I was only dreaming.

For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre.
On and on, we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I'll touch the GREEN, GREEN grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the GREEN, GREEN grass of home.

The word for Monday, March 17, GREEN

The Doors, RUNNIN' BLUE

Poor OTIS dead and gone
Left me here to sing his song
Pretty little girl with the red dress on
Poor OTIS dead and gone

Yeah, back down, turn around slowly
Try it again, remembering when
It was easy, try it again
Much too easy, remembering when

All right, look at my shoes
Not quite the walkin' blues
Don't fight, too much to lose
Can't fight the runnin' blues
Well, I've got the runnin' blues
Runnin' away, back to L.A
Got to find the dock of the bay
Maybe find it back in L.A

Runnin' scared
Runnin' blue
Goin' so fast
What'll I do

Well, I've got the runnin' blues
Runnin' away, back to L.A
Got to find the dock of the bay
Maybe find it back in L.A

All right, look at my shoes
Not quite the walkin' blues
Don't fight, too much to lose
Can't fight the runnin' blues

All right, look at my shoes
Not quite the walkin' blues
Don't fight, too much to lose
Can't fight the runnin' blues

Chuck Berry, GO, JOHNNY GO! (JOHNNY B GOODE)

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy named of JOHNNY B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go JOHNNY Go
Go Go
JOHNNY B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Or sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.
The People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
His mother told him someday you will be a man,
And you would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying JOHNNY B. Goode tonight.

Elton John, DANIEL

DANIEL is traveling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
And I can see DANIEL waving goodbye
Oh it looks like DANIEL, must be the clouds in my eyes
They say Spain is pretty though I've never been
And DANIEL says it's the best place that he's ever seen
He should know, he's been there enough
Oh I miss DANIEL, oh I miss him so much, oh
DANIEL my brother you are older than me
Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heal?
Your eyes have died but you see more than I
DANIEL you're a star in the face of the sky
Oh DANIEL my brother you are older than me
Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heal?
Your eyes have died but you see more than I
DANIEL you're a star in the face of the sky
DANIEL is traveling tonight on a plane
And I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
And I can see DANIEL waving goodbye
Oh it looks like DANIEL, it must be the clouds in my eyes
Oh God it looks like DANIEL, must be the clouds in my eyes

Moody Blues, NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN

Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through
They can't understand
Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot DEFEND
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end
And I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I've always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you

The word for Thursday, March 13, DEFEND

The Band, UP ON CRIPPLE CREEK

When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I SPRING a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go
She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show
The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one
When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I SPRING a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half
She tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh
Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see
That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I SPRING a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box
She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk"
Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I SPRING a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold
And this living on the road is getting pretty old
So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in
But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted to go and see my Bessie again

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I SPRING a leak she mends me
I don't have to speak, she defends me
A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

Rod Stewart, YOU'RE IN MY HEART

I didn't know what day it was
When you walked into the room
I said hello unnoticed
You said goodbye too soon
Breezing through the clientele
Spinning yarns that were so lyrical
I really must confess right here
The ATTRACTION was purely physical
I took all those habits of yours
That in the beginning were hard to accept
Your fashion sense, Beardsley prints
I put down to experience
The big bossed lady with the Dutch accent
Who tried to change my point of view
Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed
But my heart cried out for you
You're in my heart, you're in my soul
You'll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you're my best friend
You're in my soul
My love for you is immeasurable
My respect for you immense
You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness
You're beauty and elegance
You're a rhapsody, a comedy
You're a symphony and a play
You're every love song ever written
But honey what do you see in me
You're in my heart, you're in my soul
You'll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you're my best friend
You're in my soul
You're an essay in glamor
Please pardon the grammar
But you're every schoolboy's dream
You're Celtic, United, but baby I've decided
You're the best team I've ever seen
And there have been many affairs
Many times I've thought to leave
But I bite my lip and turn around
'Cause you're the warmest thing I've ever found
You're in my heart, you're in my soul
You'll be my breath should I grow old
You are my lover, you're my best friend
You're in my soul

Black on black aggression formed at an early age....

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The word for Tuesday, March 11, ATTRACT

Rolling Stones, SATISFACTION

I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no
When I'm drivin' in my car
And the man comes on the radio
He's tellin' me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to drive my imagination
I can't get no, oh no, no, no
Hey, hey, hey, that's what I say
I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no
When I'm watchin' my TV
And a man comes on and tells me
How white my shirts can be
But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarettes as me
I can't get no, oh no, no, no
Hey, hey, hey, that's what I say
I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no girl REACTION
'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no
When I'm ridin' 'round the world
And I'm doin' this and I'm signing that
And I'm tryin' to make some girl
Who tells me baby better come back, maybe next week
'Cause you see I'm on a losing streak
I can't get no, oh no, no, no
Hey, hey, hey, that's what I say
I can't get no, I can't get no
I can't get no satisfaction, no satisfaction
No satisfaction, no satisfaction
I can't get no

The word for Monday, March 10, REACTION

Where was everyone? No ScottsCock, no Dougal, no tecsan, no willd !!! What in the world is going on?

Queen, BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just KILLED a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Queen, KILLER QUEEN

She keeps her Moлt et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
"Let them eat cake, " she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Khrushchev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can't decline
Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice
She's a KILLER Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Geisha Minah
Then again incidentally
If you're that way inclined
Perfume came naturally from Paris (naturally)
For cars she couldn't care less
Fastidious and precise
She's a KILLER Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild
She's out to get you
She's a KILLER Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime
Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try

I am curious as to who is behind these videos.

For sure, agreed!

My opinion is that we are better off NOT THINKING ABOUT WHAT GOES ON BEHIND CLOSED DOORS in restaurants. Also my opinion, that kinda deviant crap doesn't just happen at Arby's and/or fast food type restaurants. Lucky for you that you and/or your missus enjoy cooking!

Roberta Flack, KILLING ME SOFTLY WITH HIS SONG

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me (softly)

He was strumming my pain
Yeah, he was singing my life
KILLING me softly with his song
KILLING me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
KILLING me softly
With his song

Yeah, I've read several articles regarding their deaths in which she died first and he followed days later. According to what I've read, Gene Hackman had a pacemaker and the examiners/doctors are able to pinpoint when the pacemaker's last activity transpired. With Gene having advanced alzheimers it kinda makes sense that he wouldn't necessarily have the awareness to what had happened.

J. Geils Band, FIRST I LOOK AT THE PURSE

Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some fellas look at the clothes
I don't care if her eyes are red
I don't care if her nose is long
I don't care if she's underfed
I don't care if her clothes are worn
First I look at the purse!
Some fellas like the smiles they wear
Some fellas like the legs that's all
Some fellas like the style of their hair
Want their waist to be small.
I don't care if their legs are THIN
I don't care if their teeth are big
I don't care if their hair's a wig
Why waste time lookin' at the waistline?
First I look at the purse!
A woman can be fat as can be,
kisses sweet as honey
But that don't mean a thing to me
If you ain't got no money
If the purse is fat....that's where it's at.
Some fellas like the way they walk
The way they swing and sway
Some fellas like the way they talk
Dig the things they say.
I don't care if they wobble like a...
or talk with a lisp
I still think I'm a good lover
if the dollar bills are crisp
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!
I don't care if you got yourself a wrap
all I want is your pretty green cash
Bought me a suit, bought me a car
Want me to look like a hollywood star
Money, (Money!) I want money (Money!)
Baby, ain't no "why", baby (Money!)
I need money!
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!
First I look at the purse!

The Drifters, ON BROADWAY

They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway (on Broadway)
They say there's always magic in the air (on Broadway)
But when you're walkin' down that street
And you ain't had enough to eat
The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere (on Broadway)
They say the girls are something else on Broadway (on Broadway)
But looking at them just gives me the blues (on Broadway)
'Cause how ya gonna make some time
When all you got is one THIN dime?
And one THIN dime won't even shine your shoes (on Broadway)
Ha! They say that I won't last too long on Broadway (on Broadway)
I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home, they all say (on Broadway)
But oh! They're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm a star on Broadway (on Broadway)
Oh, they're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm a star on Broadway (on Broadway)
On Broadway (on Broadway)
I'm gonna make it, yeah (on Broadway)
I'll be a big, big, big man (on Broadway)
I'll have my name in lights (on Broadway)
Everybody, everybody's gonna know me, yes (on Broadway)
All up and down Broadway (on Broadway)
Ohhhhh yeah! (on Broadway)