…tell the people what she wore!
…the highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive…
…Well, she was just seventeen; you know what I mean…
…we don’t want your stinkin’ war!
Post 1234, everybody!
…tell the people what she wore!
…the highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive…
…Well, she was just seventeen; you know what I mean…
…we don’t want your stinkin’ war!
Post 1234, everybody!
… c’mon baby, say you love me, five, six, seven times…
Eins, zwei, drei, vier, hep dein stein und trink dein beir!
…She’s so fine, there’s no telling where the money went…
…They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can’t kill the beast…
…Everything all the time…
… can I have a little more? 5, 6, 7 , 8, 9, 10 I love you.
1,2,3,4, cretins wanna hop some more
4,5,6,7 all good cretins go to heaven
and it’s 1,2,3, what are we fightin’ for
don’t ask me, I don’t giva damn
next stop is Viet Nam
. . . 5, 6. Road runner, road runner . . .
two, three, four, five…
Movin’ along with this posting jive.
Is this on? Ok, after 4:
4!
We’ve got 4 already but now we’re steady and then they went 1, 2, 3, 4
Can I put in something like this is American Music?
1, 2, 3, 4
Do you like American Music?
…five, six, seven, eight,
Schlameezl, schlamazl,
Schots and Brothers incorporated!
[hijack]
Someone else on this board listens to the Violent Femmes but me? Whoah…I’m not alone![/hijack]
Four, shalt thou not count,
Neither count thou two,
Excepting that thou then proceed to three.
Five, is right out!
Oh whoops…doesn’t quite work for this thread…sorry.
Let’s have a thumb war.
I will always win, or you won’t be my friend.
HUGS!
Sqrl
the number of the counting shall be three…
God, I love that movie…
…get your woman on the floor. Gotta gotta get up, get down, gotta gotta get up, get down.
BBC 1, BBC 2, BBC 3, BBC 4, BBC 5, BBC 6, BBC 7
(I just watched Austin Powers on cable.)
I take one one one cause you left me and
two two two for my family and
3 3 3 for my heartache and
4 4 4 for my headaches and
5 5 5 for my lonely and
6 6 6 for my sorrow and
7 7 for no tomorrow and
8 8 I forget what 8 was for and
9 9 9 for a lost god and
10 10 10 10 for everything
everything everything everything
…can I have a little bit more?
5, 6, 7-8-9-10 I love you!
– John, Paul, George and Ringo
Rub a dub dub three men in a tub
There’s a woman who’s sure
And who do you think they be?
All that glitters is gold
The butcher the baker the candlestick maker
And she’s buying the stairway to
THROW 'EM OUT THE WINDOW!
The window, the window,
throw 'em out the window-
The butcher the baker the candlestick maker
And she’s buying the stairway to
THROW 'EM OUT THE WINDOW!
Feast on that, you!
2,4,6,8 motorway
Add and subtract,
As a matter of fact,
Now that you’re gone I still want you back
Remembering, remembering my love…
1 ,2 ,3 ,4 I can’t get enough of your love
4,3,2,1 This is Major Tom to ground control…
5,4,3,2,1 Five four three two one. Aha it was the Manfreds
1,2 buckle my shoe 3,4 (erm I don’t remember)
And it’s one, two, three, What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn, Next stop is Vietnam;
And it’s five, six, seven, Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why, Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.