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2001-02-11 - 04:55:32 ok well im in a rock and a hard place i'v asked everyone at my school if the would like to get together! i have a girlfriend but i never see her im sad and depressed! i have not tasted love or someone else for that matter in 4 months and i dont think i can go any longer! i cant even get any from my self! and steve im glad that you behind me 100% but i hope its what i think you mean!lol! Jerisa what are you doing saturday? call me ok well im so horny but cant take of it because im depressed and my dogs not here! j/k lol 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 Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and 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 singin' Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rolling 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 nd while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin 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 singin' Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast Landed flat on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While 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 singin' 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 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 singin' 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 the joker Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice 'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby, don't worry 'Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home 'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one 'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run Wooo Wooooo You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I really love your peaches, wannna shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time 'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run 'Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one Wooo Woooo People keep talking about me, baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama 'Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I'll show you a good time The Devil Went Down To Georgia The Charlie Daniels Band The devil went down to Georgia He was lookin' for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'Cause he was way behind And he was willin' to make a deal When he came upon this young man Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot And the devil jumped Up on a hickory stump And said boy let me tell you what Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy But give the devil his due I'll bet a fiddle of gold Against your soul 'Cause I think I'm better than you The boy said my name's Johnny And it might be a sin But I'll take your bet And you're gonna regret 'Cause I'm the best there's ever been The devil opened up his case And he said I'll start this show And fire flew from his fingertips As he rosined up his bow Then he pulled the bow across the strings And it made a [sic] evil hiss And a band of demons joined in And it sounded something like this When the devil finished Johnny said well you're pretty good old son Just sit right in that chair right there And let me show you how it's done He played Fire on the Mountain Run boys, run The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in a bread pan picken' out dough Granny does your dog bite No child, no The devil bowed his head Because he knew that he'd been beat And he laid that golden fiddle On the ground and Johnny's feet Johnny said, Devil just come on back If you ever wanna try again I done told you once you son of a bitch I'm the best there's ever been And he played Fire on the Mountain Run boys, run The devil's in the House of the Rising Sun Chicken in a bread pan picken' out dough Granny does your dog bite No child, no sorry got bored so well talk to you latter!
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