TSM Karaoke Bar

Giuseppe Zangara · October 1, 2003

It's a White Stripes song. Is there something I'm missing here?

Cuban Linx · October 1, 2003

*stumbles on stage*

*clears throat*

BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT YOUR WIFE

YOUR WIFE'S SO FUCKING POSSESSIVE

SHE COMPLAINS WHEN YOU'RE WITH FRIENDS

SHE'S ALWAYS A WHINING CUNT

YOU CAVE IN CUZ YOU'RE A FAG

BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT YOUR WIFE

IF SHE DOESN'T DO THE DISHES OR GET YOU ANOTHER BEER

THEN PUNCH HER IN THE FACE, AND THROW HER DOWN THE STAIRS

IF YOU DON'T BEAT THAT CUNT, SHE'LL WALK ALL OVER YOU

BEAT HER EVERY DAY, IT'S LOTS OF FUN TOO

BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT BEAT YOUR WIFE

JHawk · October 1, 2003

First off, allow to me say that Choken isn't my type. Since I'm straight and all that. Anyway, it's time to sing.

This is a song for the ladies.

But fellas listen closely.

You don't always have to fuck her hard

In fact sometimes that's not right to do

Sometimes you've got to make some love

And fuckin give her some smooches too

Sometimes ya got to squeeze

Sometimes you've got to say please

Sometime you've got to say hey

I'm gonna Fuck you softly

I'm gonna screw you gently

I'm gonna hump you sweetly

I'm gonna ball you discreetly

And then you say hey I bought you flowers

And then you say wait a minute sally

I think I got somethin in my teeth

Could you get it out for me

That's fuckin teamwork

Whats your favorite posish?

That's cool with me

Its not my favorite

But I'll do it for you

Whats your favorite dish?

I'm not gonna cook it

But I'll order it from Zanzibar

And then I'm gonna love you completely

And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly

And then I'll fucking bone you completely

But then I'm gonna fuck you hard

Hard

Steviekick · October 1, 2003

::Grabs the mic and trips over the cable, sits on a chair, and sings lounge style::

Jump back, what's that sound ?

Here she comes, full blast and top down.

Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue.

Model citizen zero discipline

Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'l lose her in the turn.

I'll get her!

Chorus:

Panama, Panama

Ain't nothin' like it, her shiny machine.

Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean.

Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue,

Got an on-ramp comin' through my bedroom.

Don't you know she's coming home with me?

You'll lose her in the turn.

I'll get her!

Chorus

Yeah, we're runnin' a little bit hot tonight.

I can barely see the road from the heat comin' off of it.

Ah, you reach down, between my legs,

ease the seat back.

She's blinding, I'm flying,

Right behind the rear-view mirror now.

Got the feeling, power steering,

Pistons popping, ain't no stopping now!

Youth N Asia · October 1, 2003

This one's for my dog Wesley Willis, who ain't here with us anymore

Do something about your long filthy hair

It looks like a rat's nest

Do something about your mullet

Get out the hair clippers, jerk

Cut the mullet

Get the rat's nest off your head

Get that crazy-ass mullet off your skull

Take your ass to the barber shop

Tell the barber you're sick of looking like an asshole

Cut the mullet

The mullet is the reason why people hate you

They are sick of looking at your nappy wheat sack

No body wants to look at you with that mullet on your head

Why don't you cut that mullet, you numbskull?

Cut the mullet

Rock over London

Rock over Chicago

Sure White, it's the sure super store!

Cuban Linx · October 1, 2003

Here's one for the ladies.

No escape from your fate

Destined to be mine

Every night I wait to see

In the night, watching

Stalking your every move

I know when you're alone

All alone

Tied tight to the bed

Legs spread open

Bruised flesh, lacerations

Skin stained with blood

I'm the only one you love

I feel her heart beating

My knife deep inside

Her crotch is bleeding

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

Stick it in

Rip the skin

Carve and twist

Torn flesh

From behind

I cut her crotch

In her ass

I stuck my cock

Killing as I cum

JHawk · October 1, 2003

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace

When I stand here taking every breath with you, oh

You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me, when all I can do is watch you leave

Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain, and even shared the tears

You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space

And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face

Take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space

And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry

There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why

You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space

And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face

Take a look at me now, cause there's just an empty space

But to wait for you, well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face

Take a good look at me now, cause I'll still be standing here

And you coming back to me is against all odds

That's the chance I've got to take, oh, oh

Just take a look at me now

justsoyouknow · October 1, 2003

This thread lost all entertainment purposes.

BASTARDS!

Youth N Asia · October 1, 2003

Don't make me bust this one out...

STAND BACK!

TSA09 · October 1, 2003

Let's go (112, 112 ..)

Bad Boy baby

Def Jam..

Collaboration

(Guess who's back)

Hey yo Slim, you ready?

Talk to 'em

I wanna show you how I feel (yeah)

Don't hold back, here's my love

Baby you're the one for me (I wanna know)

How can we get down tonight

No more game lets spend some time

Baby won't you give it to me

Just give it to me baby

You don't know what you do to me

The way you touch baby

(Girl I'm tired of playing games are you ready)

I love it when you're on top of it, so spread it

(Won't you just give it to me, girl we can do this)

Hot and wet

Girl you make me wanna sweat

When you touch me like that

Girl you know I wanna give it to you

Second verse, come on

Baby now it's getting late

Don't start now, I can wait

To show you belong to me (show her, c'mon, let's go)

Know how I like it, take your time, close your eyes

Let me show you what real love should be

Girl you don't know, (come on) baby

Hot and wet

Girl you make me wanna sweat

When you touch me like that

Girl you know I wanna give it to you

You ready?

Yeah, hey ya'll I don't think their ready

Tell 'em what time it is

Now baby you done work, if you work it

Tweak it, twerk it (yeah)

I feel like your every imperfection is perfect (woo)

Luda, yeah what you heard is true

I make you do things, you ain't even know you can do (don't hurt 'em now)

Got 'em weak in the knees cause my back is strong

And you wonder why your girls wanna tag along (uh huh)

Cause them birds is jealous, my words embellished

Plus they heard that I kiss every curve and crevice (yeah, let's go)

I'm too hot to handle, I rock your mantle

When I play 112 and light 16 candles (come on)

Deep sea fishin in your favorite position (can you handle that, yeah)

Everytime you moan I pay close attention (uh huh)

Flip ‘em like a pancake (uh), show me somethin (that's right)

Or we can break in your vibratin tongue ring (come on)

Let's mountain climb ‘til we reach the peak (touch, yeah)

The technique will make you sweat, but don't sweat the technique (that's right)

Hot and wet

Girl you make me wanna sweat

When you touch me like that

Girl you know I wanna give it to you

Let's go, c'mon

Yeah, c'mon

Girl just keep it hot and wet (are you ready)

Girl I'm gonna make a sweat

Keep it real close to me

Let it drip all over me (I love the way you give it to me, baby)

You know just what I like (ohh)

Touch it, love it, freak it all night

I'm gettin it off me (you touch me like)

But baby you gotta keep it

(you know I wanna give it to you)

You ready? Let's go

C'mon, yeah

Let's go, yeah

C'mon

Hot and wet

Girl you make me wanna sweat

When you touch me like that

Girl you know I wanna give it to you

justsoyouknow · October 1, 2003

:::Throws tomato at TSA:::

Adam · October 1, 2003

"Welcome to the real world", she said to me

Condescendingly

"Take a seat, take your life

Plot it out in black and white"

Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings

And the drama queens

I'd like to think the best of me

Is still hiding up my sleeve

They love to tell you "stay inside the lines"

But something's better On the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school

I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs

I just found out there's no such thing

as the real world

Just a lie you've got to rise above

So the good boys and girls take

the so called right track

Faded white hats

Grabbing credits, maybe transfers

They read all the books but they can't

Find the answers

And all of our parents

They're getting older

I wonder if they've wished for anything better

While in their memories

Tiny tragedies

They love to tell you Stay inside the lines

But something's better

On the other side

I wanna run through the halls of my high school

I wanna scream at the

Top of my lungs

I just found out there's no such thing

aas the real world

Just a lie you got to rise above

I am invincible as long as I'm alive

I wanna run through the halls of my high school

I wanna scream at the top of my lungs

I just found out there's no such thing

Aas the real world

Just a lie you've got to rise above

I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion

I'm gonna bust down the double doors

And when I stand on these tables before you

You will know what all this time was for.

YEAH!!! JOHN MAYER!!!!

MarvinisaLunatic · October 1, 2003

Time Appropriate Song..

She says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat

She's always worried about things like that

She says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault

And she only sleeps when it's raining

And she screams and her voice is straining

Chorus:

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

She's got a little bit of something

God it's better than nothing

And in her color portrait world she believes that she got it all

She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to

And she only sleeps when its raining

And she screams and her voice is straining

Chorus:

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to

And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days and days

She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway

But outside it's stopped raining

Chorus:

She says baby

It's 3 am I must be lonely

When she says baby

Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes

Says the rain's gonna wash away I believe it

Perfxion · October 1, 2003

::MX gets on the stage for a double header::

Yeah I wanna dedicate this to everybody that love hip hop music

Cause without hip hop music I wouldn't be here today

Preacher's son, yeah

Imagine if Biggie and Pac never got shot

And they both still were rulers of hip hop

And Puffy and Suge was roomates from college

And Big L never got found in the alley

Nas and Jay-Z they were still homies

Squash the beef with Ja Rule and 50

Benzino shook hands with Eminem

And on the same record I heard Eve, Fox and Kim

And sometimes when I dream, that's when I wake up

I kinda hoped that The Fugees didn't break up

And when they walked into the studio I prayed they didn't spray

Cause I miss that scratch from Jam Master Jay (Whoa oh oh!!!)

Shots go off, mother's cry

Death since rise, homicide

Black on black crime needs to stop

Y'all can't blame it on hip hop

Cause what we say is what we see

What we see is reality

The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow

Soon they won't live to see tomorrow

Imagine if Big Pun was still alive

I could see Fat Joe screamin Terror Squad

Imagine if there were still four survivors still in Destiny's Child

And TLC never lost they Left Eye

Imagine Refugees never needin a passport

And John Forte never at Newark Airport

Million Man March, man, that was a start

Now I need a million more to meet me at Central Park

When the revolution start y'all 'gon have to play this

Imagine Slick Rick not gettin deported (Whoa oh oh!)

Shots go off, mother's cry

Death since rise, homicide

Black on black crime needs to stop

Y'all can't blame it on hip hop

Cause what we say is what we see

What we see is reality

The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow

Soon they won't live to see tomorrow

In the club never though Shyne shot the gun

But in the limosine JLO had to run

Paparazzi snappin shots through the mirror

That's when I saw a smile from Princess Diana

Back and forth and forth and back

Like Miss Aaliyah man do I miss her

The war goes on with The ROC and The Lox

Murder INC, G- Unit it's a fight to the top

Stop! We lost too many soldiers like Freaky Tah

While they get the cover of a magazine who got to die

Shots go off, mother's cry

Death since rise, homicide

Black on black crime needs to stop

Y'all can't blame it on hip hop

Cause what we say is what we see

What we see is reality

The ghetto's the ghetto you got them livin in sorrow

Soon they won't live to see tomorrow

Yeah, peace be with y'all

::MX gets the DJ ready:: Now I want all the ladies to get up and work it. We gonna get this party crunked. Its a little crunk, but it is going to get little more...

Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum

3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time

Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low

To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)

To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)

To all you bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)

Shortie crunk so fresh so clean

can she fuck that question been harassing me in the mind

this bitch is fine

I done came to the club about 50th 11 times

now can I play with yo panty line

the club owner said I need to calm down

security guard go to sweating me now

We got drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now

She getting crunk in the club I mine she work it

Then I like to see the female twerking

taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked

ATL. Hoe don't disrespect it

Pa pop yo pussy like this

cause yin yang twins in this bitch

Lil Jon and the East side boys wit me

and we all like to see Ass and tities

Now bring yo ass over here hoe

and let me see you get low if you want this Thug

Now take it to the floor (to the floor) and if yo ass wanta act you can keep

yo ass where you at

3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time

Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low

To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)

To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)

To all these bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)

Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you

Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you

Let me see you get low you scared you, scared you

Drop dat ass to the floor you scared you, scared you

Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)

Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)

Turn dat ass (EH!) shake it fast ya (EH!)

Pop dat ass (EH!) to the left and the right ya (EH!)

Now back, back, back it up (Ahhh!)

a back,(Ahhh!) back, back it up (Ahhh!)

Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, yeaaaa

Now stop ( O) then wiggle wit, wiggle wit it

3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time

Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low

To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)

To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)

To all these bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)

Now give me my doe back and go get ya friend

Stupid bitch standing there while I'm drinking my hen

Steady looking at me Still asking questions

Times up nigga pass me another contestant

Hoe move to the left if you ain't bout 50th

Done talk through 3 or 4 songs already

looking at a nigga with yo palm all out

bitch I ain't even seen you dance

Twerk something baby work something baby

Pop yo pussy on the pole do yo thang baby

Slide down dat bitch

wit yo little bit then stop

Get back on the floor catch yo balance then drop

Now bring it back up clap yo ass like hands

I just wanna see yo ass drity dance

ying yang we done again

And put it on the map like annnnn

3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you suck it to me one mo time

Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low

To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)

To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)

To all these bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)

Got dam (Got dam) ya y'all twreking a little bit ladies

But ya got to twrek alittle bit harder then dat

now right now I need all the ladies dat know they look good tonite

(where my sexy ladies) we want y'all to do this shit like this

Bend over to the front touch toes

back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

Bend over to the front touch toes

back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

Bend over to the front touch toes

back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

Bend over to the front touch toes

back dat ass up and down and get low (get low)

3,6,9 standing real fine move it to you sing it to me one mo time

Get low, Get low, Get Low, Get Low

To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall)

To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS)

To all these bitches crawl (crawl)

To all skee skee motherfucker (motherfucker!) all skee skee got dam (Got dam)

Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum

Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum---Brrrrrrrmmmmm

Brrr dum dum dum---dum da da da da dum

October 1, 2003

:Absolutely belts it out:

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman

Giving all your love to just one man

You'll have bad times

And he'll have good times

Doing things that you don't understand

But if you love him you'll forgive him

Even though he's hard to understand

And if you love him

Oh be proud of him

'Cause after all he's just a man

Stand by your man

Give him two arms to cling to

And something warm to come to

When nights are cold and lonely

Stand by your man

And tell the world you love him

Keep giving all the love you can

Stand by your man

And show the world you love him

Keep giving all the love you can

Stand by your man

godthedog · October 1, 2003

this one is for nanks.

Duck and Sally inside

They're cooking for the down five

Who're staring at Miss Rayon

Who's busy licking up her big man

I'm searching for my mainline

I said I couldn't hit it sideways

Ah, it's just like Sister Ray says

Rosy and Miss Rayon

They're busy waiting for her booster

Who just got back from Carolina

She said she didn't like the weather

They're busy waiting for her Sailor

Who said he's just as big as ever

He's just here from Alabama

He wants to know a way to earn a dollar

I'm searching for my mainline

I couldn't hit it sideways

Ah, just like Sister Ray said

Cecil's got his new piece

He cocks and shoots between three and four

He aims it at the Sailor

Shoots him down dead on the floor

Oh, you shouldn't do that

Don't you know you'll stain the carpet

And by the way man, have you got a dollar

Oh no man, I haven't got the time time

Too busy sucking on a ding dong

She's too busy sucking on my ding dong

Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said

I'm searching for my mainline

I said I couldn't hit it sideways

I couldn't hit it sideways

Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray says

Now, who's that knocking

Who's that knocking on my chamber dooe

Now could it be the police

They've come to take me for a ride ride

Oh, but I haven't got the time time

Too busy sucking on my ding dong

She's too busy sucking on my ding dong

Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said

I'm searching on my line

I couldn't hit it sideways

Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....

Sister Ray says.

Giuseppe Zangara · October 1, 2003

This thread lost all entertainment purposes.

BASTARDS!

It's just people posting song lyrics. I don't see how it was entertaining to begin with. It's not like anyone's reading these things.

JangoFett4Hire · October 1, 2003

I'm sending this shit out to Youth N Asia

The tires are the things on your car

That make contact with the road

The car is the thing on the road

That takes you back to your abode

The tires are the things on your car

That make contact with the road

Bummed is what you are

When you go out to your car and it's been towed

I woke up one morning in November

And I realized I love you

It's not your headlights in front

Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you

It's the way you cling to the road

When the wind tries to shove you

I'd never go riding away

And come back home without you

October 1, 2003

:Boo walks in:

*Ahem*

Illegals

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I come for visit, get treated regal,

So I stay, who care I illegal?

I cross border, poor and broke,

Take bus, see employment folk.

Nice man treat me good in there,

Say I need to see welfare.

Welfare say, "You come no more,

We send cash right to your door."

Welfare checks, they make you wealthy,

Medicaid it keep you healthy!

By and by, I got plenty money,

Thanks to you, American dummy.

Write to friends in motherland,

Tell them come as fast as you can.

They come in rags and Chebby trucks,

I buy big house with welfare bucks.

They come here, we live together,

More welfare checks, it gets better!

Fourteen families they moving in,

But neighbor's patience wearing thin.

Finally, white guy moves away,

Now I buy his house, and then I say,

"Find! more aliens for house to rent."

And in the yard I put a tent.

Send for family (they just trash),

But they, too, draw the welfare cash!

Everything is mucho good,

And soon we own the neighborhood.

We have hobby--it's called breeding,

Welfare pay for baby feeding.

Kids need dentist? Wife need pills?

We get free! We got no bills!

American crazy! He pay all year,

To keep welfare running here.

We think America darn good place!

Too darn good for the white man race.

If they no like us, they can go,

Got lots of room in Mexico.

:runs:

Zack Malibu · October 1, 2003

::Wakes up. Drinks. You know what I'm gonna do?...

I'm gonna STRUT~!::

Hit it!

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,

I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.

Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around

since I was born.

And now it's all right. It's OK.

And you may look the other way.

We can try to understand

the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,

you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',

and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Well now, I get low and I get high,

and if I can't get either, I really try.

Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.

I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.

You know it's all right. It's OK.

I'll live to see another day.

We can try to understand

the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,

you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',

and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.

Somebody help me, yeah. Stayin' alive.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,

I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.

Music loud and women warm,

I've been kicked around since I was born.

And now it's all right. It's OK.

And you may look the other way.

We can try to understand

the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,

you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',

and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.

I'm stayin' alive.

October 1, 2003

:Boo hears the Disco music:

*Stumbles in w/ Cowboy outfit on*

"Here's my version of the Garth Brooks hit "Friends in Low Places"

entitled "The Country Boy""

I've got Country roots

Should be wearing Cowboy Boots

And taking Cows to the Fair

Cause I just know

They'd be the best of show

I'd have the best cow, calf or steer

And you'd be surprised

The Shock in your eyes

Your Tears of Joy would fall like rain

And I'd thank you

For Putting up with all I put you through

And All the times I did complain

Cause I'm a Country Boy from my feet to my face

All the beers I down

And the Skirts I chase, They run away

But thats Okay

I'm not big on Social Places

I'd rather hang with familiar faces!

Cause I'm a Country Boy from my feet to my face

Well maybe I'm Wrong

But Girls don't belong

Dressing up as whores

That's not alright

Hope they see the light

Those girls are such a bore

Not to be mean

But they dress so obscence

I don't want anything to do with them

My Standards are High

Hard to Explain, Don't know where to begin...

Cause Country Boys like pretty faces

No Crooked Frowns

Just Country Lasses, They're Okay

You hear What I say?

I'm not big on Social places

I perfer hanging with familiar faces!

Oh cause I like Farming and NASCAR Racing

Well My Song is done

Hope it was fun

Time to sit down again

This Country Boy's tired

No Longer Inspired

So its time to let the applause rain!

*Awaits tomatos*

Youth N Asia · October 1, 2003

One for all the ladys of TSM

I never knew Girls existed like you,

But now that I do,

I'd really like to get to know you.

The Girl's too Young,

She don't need any better.

Its all coming back,

I can feel it.

The Girl's too Young,

She don't know any better.

Its all coming back,

I can feel it.

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

The Girl is Beautiful.

You're giving me moves and hints from all sides,

And when you hit like that you melt my eyes.

The Girl's too Young,

She don't need any better.

Its all coming back,

I can feel it.

The Girl's too Young,

She don't know any better.

Its all coming back

I can feel it.

And though I never know you,

I look at your face.

To tell you that I love you,

Don't know what to say.

I give everything I got to the Beautiful Girl,

The Only Thing I live for in the Whole Wide World.

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

The Girl is Beautiful.

I ain't got nothing to lose,

(Nothing to Lose).

gonna throw it away,

and talk to you.

(She looks Good) She looks Good,

(And it's True) And it's true.

The Girl is Beautiful,

She is Beautiful.

I ain't got nothing to lose,

(Nothing to Lose).

I'm only living one time,

And I want you.

(She looks Good) She looks Good,

(And it's True) And it's true.

The Girl is Beautiful,

She is Beautiful.

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

Na na na na na na na na

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

Na na na na na na na na

The Girl is Beautiful.

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

Na na na na na na na na

She is Beautiful,

(She is Beautiful).

Na na na na na na na na

I ain't got nothing to lose,

(Nothing to Lose).

gonna throw it away,

and talk to you.

(She looks Good) She looks Good,

(And it's True) And it's true.

The Girl is Beautiful,

She is Beautiful.

I ain't got nothing to lose,

(Nothing to Lose).

And i'll never forget

When I saw you.

(She looks Good) She looks Good,

(And it's True) And it's true.

The Girl is Beautiful,

She is Beautiful.

Perfxion · October 1, 2003

She aint that chick from the burbs thats a stranger to drama

She that uptown girl wit the cocky personna

When out my way to let her know that I want her

I told her I know for sure we belong together

and I wouldnt break her heart my intentions are better

And I shared the same dreams she had about chedda

When the D's came she was down to hold the BARETTA

I got a thing for baby girl

It's me and her against the world

You were my sun, you were my earth

but you didnt know all the ways I loved you, no

So you took a chance, made other plans

But I betcha didnt think that they would come crashin down, no

You don't have to say, What cha did

I already know, I found out from HIM

now theres just no chance

with you and me

there will never be

don't it make you sad about it

you told me you love me

Why did you leave me all alone

now you tell me you need me

When you call me on the phone

Girl I refuse

you must have me confused with some other guy

the bridges were burned

now its your turn,To cry

Cry me a river

Cry me a river er er

cry me a river

cry me a river er er

YA YA

You know that they say somethings are better left Unsaid

It wasnt like you only talked to him

And you know it

(Dont act like you don't know it)

all of these things people told me

keep messin with my head

shoulda been honesty

then you may not have thought it

You don't have to say, What cha did

I already know, I found out from HIM

now theres just no chance

with you and me

there will never be

done it make you sad about it

you told me you love me

Why did you leave me all alone (all alone)

now you tell me you need me

When you call me on the phone (call me on the phone)

Girl I refuse

you must have me confused with some other guy (not like them baby)

the bridges were burned

now its your turn to cry

So

Cry me a river

Cry me a river er er

cry me a river

cry me a river er er

YA YA

Oh

The damage is done

So i guess i be leavin

Oh

The damage is done

So i guess i be leavin

Oh

The damage is done

So i guess i be leavin

You don't have to say, What cha did

I already know, I found out from HIM

now theres just no chance

with you and me

there will never be

don't it make you sad about it

So

Cry me a river

Cry me a river er er

cry me a river

cry me a river er er

cry me a river

cry me a river...........

Your smile make my day it's simple, your dimple

Your eyes, your lips, your thighs got me hypnotized

Communication is deep, I love it when we talk

Hate it when you leave but when you leave I love to watch you walk

You make a nigga forget about a life full of DRAMA

She got expensive taste she get it from her momma

Materialistic still a nigga wanna consistantly miss her

Touch what she don't, she smell like CHANEL

She feelin me and I can tell

With the right woman by my side I feel like I can't fail

I been around been up my attitude if fuck it now, she a rider

I'm in heaven when I am inside her

Workin up a sweat, kissin on her neck

Twirl play in the deck four bit correct

Have her drippin wet

She look in my eye and said she like but I know she love it

I just keep doin what I'm doin and think nothing of it

October 1, 2003

:Boo returns, with plane ticket stub from Chicago and some friends:

Chorus

We are the Bears Shufflin' Crew

Shufflin' on down, doin' it for you.

We're so bad we know we're good.

Blowin' your mind like we knew we would.

You know we're just struttin' for fun

Struttin' our stuff for everyone.

We're not here to start not trouble.

We're just here to do the Super Bowl Shuffle.

Walter Payton

Well, they call me Sweetness,

And I like to dance.

Runnin' the ball is like makin' romance.

We've had the goal since training camp

To give Chicago a Super Bowl Champ.

And we're not doin' this

Because we're greedy.

The Bears are doin' it to feed the needy.

We didn't come here to look for trouble,

We just came here to do

The Super Bowl Shuffle.

Willie Gault

This is Speedy Willie, and I'm world class.

I like runnin' but i love to get the pass.

I practice all day and dance all night,

I got to get ready for the Sunday fight.

Now I'm as smooth as a chocolate swirl,

I dance a little funky, so watch me girl.

There's not one here that does it like me,

My Super Bowl Shuffle will set you free.

Mike Singletary

I'm Samurai Mike I stop'em cold.

Part of the defense, big and bold,

I've been jammin' for quite a while,

Doin' what's right and settin' the style,

Give me a chance, I'll rock you good,

Nobody messin' in my neighborhood.

I didn't come here lookin' for trouble,

I just came to do The Super Bowl Shuffle

(Repeat Chorus)

Jim McMahon

I'm the punky QB, known as McMahon.

When I hit the turf, I've got no plan.

I just throw my body all over the field.

I can't dance, but I can throw the pill.

I motivate the cats, I like to tease.

I play so cool, I aim to please.

That's why you all got here on the double

To catch me doin' the Super Bowl Shuffle.

Otis Wilson

I'm mama's boy Otis, one of a kind.

The ladies all love me

For my body and my mind.

I'm slick on the floor as I can be

But ain't no sucker gonna get past me.

Some guys are jealous

Of my style and class,

That's why some end up on their -,

I didn't come here lookin' for trouble,

I just get down to The Super Bowl Shuffle.

Steve Fuller

They say Jimbo is our man.

If Jimmy can't do it, I sure can.

This is Steve, and it's no wonder

I run like lightnin', pass like thunder.

So bring on Atlanta, bring on Dallas,

This is for Mike and Papa Bear Halas.

I'm not here to feather his ruffle,

I just came here to do

The Super Bowl Shuffle.

Mike Richardson

I'm L.A. Mike, and I play it cool.

They don't sneak by me 'cause I'm no fool.

I fly on the field and get on down.

Everybody knows I don't mess around.

I can break'em, shake'em,

Any time of day.

I like to steal it and make 'em pay,

So please don't cry to beat my hustle

'Cause I'm just here to do

The Super Bowl Shuffle.

(Repeat Chorus)

Richard Dent

The sackman's comin', I'm your man Dent.

if the quarterback's slow,

He's gonna get bent.

We stop the run, we stop the pass,

I like to dump guys on their -.

We love to play for the world's best fans,

You better start makin'

Your Super Bowl plans.

But don't get ready or go to any trouble

Unless you practice

The Super Bowl Shuffle.

Gary Fencik

It's Gary here, and I'm Mr.Clean.

They call me "hit man,"

Don't know what they mean.

They throw it long and watch me run,

I'm on my man, one-on-one.

Buddy's guys cover it down to the bone,

That's why they call us the 46 zone.

Come on everybody let's scream and yell,

We're goin' to do the Shuffle,

Then ring your bell.

William Perry

You're lookin' at the Fridge,

I'm the rookie.

I may be large, but I'm no dumb cookie.

You've seen me hit, you've seen me run,

When I kick and pass, we'll have more fun.

I can dance, you will see

The others, they all learn from me.

I don't come here lookin' for trouble,

I just came here to do

The Super Bowl Shuffle.

(Repeat Chorus)

October 1, 2003

::Brings in Dungeon members Axl Rose, Scott Keith, all five John Tentas, Bradshaw, and Frankenstein's Monster to help Michael Anthony sing with me::

One, two, one, two, three, four)

Come on, baby

Ow..

Wha-oh-a-wha-oh-wha-oh

Uh!

Oh, if you wanna push other guys

Baby, I could let it slide

You wanna jobber, you want a friend

Mama I can be both of them I got the tools, to satisfy-uh

Just walk away

If I fail to sell at all

Uh!

Come on Zacky, let Mario back in the OAOAST

I'm incomplete, huh!

That ain't no way to treat the broken-hearted

I need some sympathy!

I like to look at the long run

I like to take each step, one by one

Right on time, you will arrive

By keepin' the dream alive

It's alive

And it's kickin'

Inside of me

So come on Zacky, please

Come on Zacky, let Mario back in the OAOAST

Oh! I'm incomplete uh!

That ain't no way to treat one of your top draws

Ow! Come on and finish me!

(Guitar Solo)

(Zacky come on)

(Come on Zacky, you say yeah)

(Zacky come on)

(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, bay-yeah!)

Uh!

Now come on Zacky

Please

Oh Zacky, come on

(Come on Zacky, let Mario back in the OAOAST)

Ahh

(That ain't no way to treat one of your top draws)

Oh, oo-ow-oo-ow-oo-ow!

(Come on Zacky, let Mario back in the OAOAST)

Whoo! Gimmee. Ah!

(That ain't no way to treat one of your top draws)

Mmm, mmm-hmm

(Zacky come on)

Ah. Take each step Zack, one by one

(Zacky come on)

Yeah. Come on

(Zacky come on)

I got the tools. I'll satisfy ya

Come on Zacky

(Zacky come on)

Wow-oo-ow-oo-ow! Yeah

(Zacky come on)

So come on Zack

(Zacky come on)

So come on baby

(Zacky come on)

Yeah!

Uh, come on!

(Zacky come on)

Now, come on!

(Zacky come on)

Uh, come on!

King Cucaracha · October 1, 2003

*Sits down at bar, and clicks fingers to get Dames to come over...damn tool*

KC- Hey...beer me.

Dames- Err...I dunno. You don't look old enough, and I have a rep to hold up. Especially after last time...oh boy, last time was great...Mexico City...1989...ahem, anyway. Who are you anyway?

KC- KC...you know...KC...King Cucaracha...used to be Bischoff Is God...I posted that column in column corner about...

*Dames stares blankly...*

KC- Fuck it, just get me a beer would ya.

*Dames does so...stupid tool. A tomato flies over his head as he bends over to grab some ice...hell, it's not supposed to be good comedy.*

Dames- So...you not singing?

KC- Hell no, you think I'm that stupid...jebus Dames.

Dames- Jebus...

KC- ...just beer me.

*KC sips beer...and immediately gets drunk. Well...he's a lightweight. Get it...lightweight...SJL...ah, forget it. Anyway...KC runs on stage and grabs microphone...*

Sometimes I feel

Like I don't have a partner

Sometimes I feel

Like my only friend

Is the city I live in

The city of angels

Lonely as I am

Together we cry

I drive on her streets

cause she's my companion

I walk through her hills

cause she knows who I am

She sees my good deeds

And she kisses me windy

I never worry

Now that is a lie

I don't ever want to feel

Like I did that day

Take me to the place I love

Take me all the way

It's hard to believe

That there's nobody out there

It's hard to believe

That I'm all alone

At least I have her love

The city she loves me

Lonely as I am

Together we cry

I don't ever want to feel

Like I did that day

Take me to the place I love

Take me all that way

Under the bridge downtown

Is where I drew some blood

Under the bridge downtown

I could not get enough

Under the bridge downtown

Forgot about my love

Under the bridge downtown

I gave my life away

*collapses under a barage of tomatos, beer mats and cross related Shawn Michaels merchandise.*

JangoFett4Hire · October 1, 2003

(Steps up to the stage with a choir consisting of Bob Barron, Kotzenjudge, Spider Poet, Mole, One Bad Apple and Buffy Beast... Converge is there too!

[Jango]

1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!

Inter-national, underground

Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)

Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans

You can't stop a train

Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared

I'll be there, but when I leave there

Better be a household name

Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain

So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet

In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat

Hits somersaults without the net

But this'll be the year that we won't forget

One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be

Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses

Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail

Too low to dig, I might just touch hell

HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell

Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail

A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby mñma

Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers

Stack of question with no answers

Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS

Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days

Get back home, things are wrong

We're not really able to spend all alone

before he left, (?), to a ball of power

Thousands of thousands miles per hour

Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe,

believe there's always more, ahhhhh!

[ TSM Chorus: 2X]

[Jango] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang

[TSM Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!

[Jango] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!

Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

[TSM Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!

[Jango] Yeah! Uhh-huh

[Converge]

Uno, dos, tres, it's on

Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?

Like that there boi and will still stay street

Big things happen every time we meet

Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin to geek

Outkast bumpin' up and down the street

Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga deep

Seventy-five emcee's freestylin' to the beat

Cause we get krunk, stay drunk, at the club

Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub

Should have held back, but you throwed the punch

'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch

No D to-the U to-the G for you

Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo

Got a little baby girl four year, Jordan

Never turn my back on my kids for them

Should have hit it (hit it) quit it (quit it) rag (rag) top (top)

Before you read up, get a laptop

Make a business for yourself, boy, set some goals

Make a fair diamond out of dusty coals

Record number four, but we on a roll

Hold up, slow up, stop, control

Like Janet, planets, Stankonia is only

A movin' like floor commin' straight to Florida

Lock all your windows then block the quarters

Pullin' off on bell 'cause a whippins in order

Like a three piece fist, 'fore I cut your daughter

Yo quiero Taco Bell, then I hit the border

Penny pap rappers tryin' to get the five

I'm a microphone fiend tryin' to stay alive

When you come to ATL boi you better not hide

cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride, hah!

[Chorus: 2X]

[Jango] Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!

[Jango] Yeah! Ha ha yeah!

Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something

[Choir] Bombs over Baghdad!

[Jango] Yeah! Uhh-huh

[TSM Choir]

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah

[Jango and Converge]

Bob your head. Rag top.

[TSM Choir: 23X]

Bible music. Electric revival.

October 1, 2003

Hey zack, if you don't answer me, I'll butcher up the saved By The Bell theme song.

::Gary Cherone and Fred Durst come out with tape around their mouths::

I'll do it Zack!

Zorin Industries · October 1, 2003

Oh oh

Wee-ell-Now!

Relax don't do it

When you want to go to it

Relax don't do it

When you want to come

Relax don't do it

When you want to come

Relax don't do it

When you want to to go to it

Relax don't do it

When you want to come

Relax don't do it

When you want to suck to it

Relax don't do it

When you want to come

Come-oh oh oh

But shoot it in the right direction

Make making it your intention-ooh yeah

Live those dreams

Scheme those schemes

Got to hit me

Hit me

Hit me with those laser beams

I'm coming

I'm coming-yeah

Relax don't do it

When you want to go to it

Relax don't do it

When you want to come

Relax don't do it

When you want to suck to it

Relax don't do it (love)

When you want to come

Come-huh

Get it up

The scene of love

Oh feel it

Relax

Higher higher

Hey-

Pray

CanadianChick · October 1, 2003

::CUE: City of Angels, by The Distillers::

Its going down tonight in this town

Cause they stare and growl

They all stare and growl

I take a scar everytime i cry

Cause it aint my style no it aint my style

Going down to the gravel head to the barrel

Take this life and end this struggle

Los Angeles come scam me please

Emptiness never sleeps at Cliftons 6 am

With your bag lady friend and your mind descending

Stripped of the right to be a human in control

Its warmer in hell so down we go

They say this is the city

The city of angels

All i see is dead wings

Its a ghost town rabid underworld

Dionysian night vitriolic twilight

A mirage comes up it never ends

Once you get burnt youre never the same

Left behind erased from time

Aint no decency in being boxed up alive

Look around aint no R.I.P. signs here

We dont rest in peace

We just disappear

So here we are Los Angeles

No angels singing in your valley of unease

I watch the sun roll down the pacific

Over hookered sunset strip

Theres a black moon tonight

Aint shining down on the western neon lights

They say this is the city

The city of angels

All i see is nothing

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