I’m Mandy Fly Me
(I’m Your) Hoochie Coochie Man
I’m a rolling stone, all alone and lost, for a life of sin, I have paid the cost.
ahem… see post #2 in this thread.
I have fallen down and I can’t reach my beer.
I’m tired, it’s raining, and I am not a waterlily.
I can keep singing this song all night. I’m not proud.
Or tired.
I’m not going back that far. I believe you. :smack:
I’m done.
I’m an axe grinder, pile driver
Mama says that I never, never mind her
I am desolate and sick of an old passion.
So crank up the volume and get me a real drink, OK?
I wanna rock and roll all night. And party every day.
I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel.
I’m a voodoo child.
Howdee! I’m just so proud to be here!
They call me Trinity.
…and, Is Trinity Still Your Name?
( those films made me laugh so hard I cried. )
Honey, I’m just old and in the way.
I want to live
I want to grow
I want to see
I want to know
I want to share what I can give
I want to be
I want to live
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.
(EG) I’m just a fart in the air conditioning.
(DH)I’m a fly in the ointment, a pain in the ass.