Serenading Michelle

Alphagene –
::putting down the crack pipe::
“Why don’t all of you go home and leave Michelle alone before I turn the hose on ya bastards!!!”

Being that Michelle is in Florida and I’m in Minnesota, and taking into account that I’m not a greedy guy…

We’ll sing in the sunshine.
You know we’ll laugh everyday.
We’ll sing in the sunshine.
Then I’ll be on my way.

Patches,
I’m dependin’ on ya, son,
to see the fam’ly thru
My son, it’s all left up to you…

(step aside gentlemen; I’m going to try my hand at melting her heart)

Lift up your head,
wash off your mascara;
here, take my Kleenex, wipe that lipstick away
Show me your face, clean as the morning
I know things were bad, but now they’re okay

Suddenly Daniel
is standing beside you
You don’t need no makeup,
don’t have to pretend.
Suddenly Daniel
is here to provide you
with sweet understanding;
Daniel’s your friend

I miss you
but I haven’t met you yet so special
but it hasn’t happened yet
you are gorgous
but I haven’t met you yet
I remember
but it hasn’t happened yet
and
if you believe in dreams
or what is more important
that a dream can come true
I will meet you

I was peaking
but it hasn’t happened yet
I haven’t been given
my best souvenir
yeah!
I miss you
but I haven’t met you yet
I know your habits
but wouldn’t recognize you yet
and if you believe in dreams
or what is more important
that a dream can come true
hoh! I, I, I, I miss you!

I’m s-so impatient!
I can’t stand the wait!
when will I get my cuddle?
who are you!?
I know by now that you’ll arrive
by the time
ah-I stop waiting


“Teaching without words and work without doing are understood by very few.”
-Tao Te Ching

Amatuers.

(blows into pitch pipe)

“On top of old SMOKEEEEEEEY
All covered in CHEEEEEEEESE
I lost my poor MEATBAAAALLL
When-”
(Pelted by tomatoes, tin cans, and cue balls, I cover my head and run)


The IQ of a group is equal to the IQ of the dumbest member divided by the number of people in the group.

Stop.
Collaborate, and LISTEN
Ice is back with a brand new invention.
Somethin’
Grabs ahold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
YO
I don’t know.
Turn out the lights,
and I glow
To the extreme I rock a mike like a vandal.
Jump on the stage, I wax a chump like a candle.
Dance.

::interlude::

Rollin’
In my five-point-oh
With my rag top down,
so my hair can blow
::mumble::
But the block was dead,
So I beat it to the next block.
A-ONE-A, Beachfront avenue.
Beautiful girls, wearin less than bikinis.
Rockman lovers, drivin lamborghinis.

::interlude::

Blame it on the rain, yeah yeah.
Blame it on the stars,
they didn’t shine that night.

::interlude::

My, my, my, music hits me,
so hard, makes me say,
OH my Lord, thank you,
for blessin me,
with a mind to rhyme and a too hot beat.

Can’t touch this.

::fin::

–Tim


We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first “lost generation” nor today’s lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak.

LOL! Rousseau, love your choice of song… :slight_smile:

Ahem…

You are too beautiful
Michelle, to be true…
And I am a fool for beauty;
Fooled by the feeling
That because I have found you,
I could have bound you too.

You are too beautiful
For one man alone
For one lucky fool to be with
When there are other men
With eyes of their own, to see with.

Love can’t stand sharing
Not if one really cares
Have you been comparing
My every kiss with theirs?

If, on the other hand, I’m faithful to you,
It’s not through a sense of duty…
You are too beautiful, and I am a fool
For beauty.


Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

Nothing like a classic:

http://www.mixed-up.com/lyrics/round/pretty-cha.html

(blushing)
She thinks I’m funny…(sigh)


The IQ of a group is equal to the IQ of the dumbest member divided by the number of people in the group.