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How's about this one...

Shoulda seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom,

When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.

They said: "Well, pardon us son, she ain't no kid."

"That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig."

I said: "I know it dad, ain't she cool, that's the kind I dig."

Fancy

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Confederate Railroad- "Bill's (honey tonk pickin', line dance kickin', razorback stickin', barbeque chicken) Laundromat Bar and Grill."

Something of the above me lady?

Givin' thee self away my lady in the other chart room.

Ya makes it easy for a pyrate of me sort . . . B)

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"We are 21st Century people who play a game of dress-up and who spend a lot of time pissing and moaning about the rules of the game and whether other people are playing fair."

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Ok, I'll tell now...

It's Confederat Railroad's Trashy Women...

they sing...

"I like 'em sweet, I like 'em with a heart of gold.

Yeah an' I like 'em brassy, I like 'em brazen and bold.

Well, they say that opposites attract, well, I don't agree

I want a woman just as tacky as me.

Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side."

;)

Fancy

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She makes his coffee, she makes his bed

She does the laundry, she keeps him fed

When she was twenty-one she wore her mother's lace

She said "forever" with a smile upon her face

She does the car-pool, she PTAs

Doctors and dentists, she drives all day

When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three

And every Christmas card showed a perfect family

Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design

Spit and polish till it shines. (song title)

Everything is so benign, safest place you'll ever find

God forbid you change your mind. (song title)

She packs his suitcase, she sits and waits

With no expression upon her face

When she was thirty-six she met him at their door

She said I'm sorry, I don't love you anymore....

Fancy

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Ok, I'll tell now...

It's Confederat Railroad's Trashy Women...

they sing...

"I like 'em sweet, I like 'em with a heart of gold.

Yeah an' I like 'em brassy, I like 'em brazen and bold.

Well, they say that opposites attract, well, I don't agree

I want a woman just as tacky as me.

Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.

Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side,

When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.

Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge,

Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused.

An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side."

:D

Reminds me of me college room mate. More of a dog than I was, to be sure.

And the last lyrics are from Mary Chapin Carpenter's "He Thinks He'll Keep Her". Sad song, that. Wife as indentured servant? I may be stuck in the 17th Century, but I don't subscribe to such backward thinking. My view of a wife is a partner who's there, side by side with me, cutlass and pistol at the ready.

But I digress... :D

Here's some lyrics for you...

I'll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.

I'll get home early from work if you say that you love me.

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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I want you to want me

I need you to need me

I'd love you to love me

I'm beggin you to beg me.... !!!!

Cheap Trick

I :D you.

I :D you, too, my darling. More that I can possibly say.

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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Look into my eyes and you’ll see I’m the only one.

You’ve captured my love, stolen my heart,

Changed my life.

Every time you make a move you destroy my mind.

And the way you touch,

I lose control and shiver deep inside

(song title)

You can reduce me to tears with a single sigh.

Ev’ry breath that you take,

Any sound that you make is a whisper in my ear.

I could give up all my life for just one kiss.

I would surely die if you dismiss me from your love.

(song title)

Fancy

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Baby, I’m a man, and maybe I’m a lonely man

Who’s in the middle of something

That he doesn’t really understand.

Baby, I’m a man, and maybe you’re the only woman

Who could ever help me,

Baby, won’t you help me understand...

Yo ho ho! Or does nobody actually say that?

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Baby I'm Amazed

I was in the movie Wings Over America I stand next to the KGB Chicken (this big rubber faced San Diego Mascot) while I was bouncing the concert in the San Diego Sports Arena (truly a top ten concert for me!

chew on this puppy

It is a speciel one, it's never seen the sun

It only comes out when the moon is on the run

And all the stars are gleaming

It's growing in the street right up through the concrete

But soft and sweet and dreamin'

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.

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It is a speciel one, it's never seen the sun

It only comes out when the moon is on the run

And all the stars are gleaming

It's growing in the street right up through the concrete

But soft and sweet and dreamin'

Ok Ok Time to move on! That was "Spanish Harlem"

Enjoy!

"That's where I fell in love,

where the stars above - came out to play

And now as I wander - my thoughts never stray"

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a knife in your back.

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Diego, yer pullin' out the oldies... I had ta cheat :ph34r: to figger this one out...

in the meantime... here's another...

You wink,

I laugh

'cause we know

A little hug

leads to a foot rub

Then a hot tub

Then a French kiss on a bear rug

Do you like it

Do you like it

How about this

Wanna try it?

Oh, oh, oh

Fancy

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Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head

Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head

There’s other things for me besides your (song title)

You a mean o’ mama,

you got fire in your eyes

Lightening in your fingertips

Know how to make my fever rise

You a hoochy coochy woman

You just the devil in disguise

Gonna take all my bad luck and hitch it to the rising sun

I wanna take all my bad luck and hitch it to the rising sun

I’ll be back in Alabama before the day is done

Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head

Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head

There’s other things for me besides you New York City woman

Inside your (song title)

Fancy

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