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Hello, Ma Baby (a.k.a. Telephone Rag) - Words and Music by Ida Emerson & Joseph E. Howard
Hello, Hello, Hello,
Hello, Hello, Hello,
I've got a little baby, but she's out of sight,
I talk to her across the telephone.
I've never seen my honey but she's mine all right,
So take my tip and leave this gal alone.
Every single morning you will hear me yell,
"Hey Central! Fix me up along the line."
He connects me with ma honey, then I rings the bell,
And this is what I say to baby mine,
Hello! ma baby, Hello! Ma honey, Hello! ma ragtime gal.
Send me a kiss by wire, baby my heart's on fire!
If you refuse me, Honey, you'll lose me, then you'll be left alone;
Oh baby, telephone and tell me I'm your own.
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello there.
This morning through the phone she said her name was Bess,
And now I kind of know where I am at.
I'm satisfied because I've got my babe's address
Here pasted in the lining of my hat.
I am mighty scared, 'cause if the wires get crossed,
'Twill separate me from ma baby mine,
Then some other man will win her, and my game is lost,
And so each day I shout along the line,
Hello, hello, hello.
Hello, hello, hello.
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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05-27-2008, 09:55 PM
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Seeing that ^^^ all I can visualize is Michigan J. Frog doing his thing. 
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05-27-2008, 09:58 PM
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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05-29-2008, 10:38 AM
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Oh, the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
(Chorus)
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart, then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame
Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking 'bout the things that might have been
It's a dirty rotten shame
People walking up to ya
Singing, "Glory Hallelujah"
And they try to sock it to ya
In the name of the Lord
They're gonna teach you how to meditate,
Read your horoscope, cheat your fate,
And furthermore, to hell with hate
Come on and get on board
Look around tell me what you see
What's happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause you've given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity
And you don't give a da-da-da-da-da
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play
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No good deed ever goes unpunished
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05-30-2008, 07:53 PM
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♦*♥Moderatrix♥*♦
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My dear sweet Alice said it best~
Well we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin all that noise
'Cause they found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces
No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks
Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes
School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces
No more pencils
No more books
No more teacher's dirty looks
Out for summer
Out till fall
We might not go back at all
School's out forever
School's out for summer
School's out with fever
School's out completely
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05-30-2008, 09:43 PM
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Turn it up!
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Quote:
Well we got no class
And we got no principles
And we got no innocence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes
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Best.
Rock.
Lyric.
Ever.
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No good deed ever goes unpunished
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06-04-2008, 03:27 PM
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Summer in the City - The Lovin' Spoonful
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city
Cool town, evening in the city
Dressing so fine and looking so pretty
Cool cat, looking for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
Till I'm wheezing like a bus stop
Running up the stairs, gonna meet you on the rooftop
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city
Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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06-04-2008, 04:09 PM
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What Your Soul Sings - Massive Attack
Don't be afraid
Open your mouth and say
Say what your soul sings to you
Your mind can never change
Unless you ask it to
Lovingly re-arrange
The thoughts that make you blue
The things that bring you down
Only do harm to you
So make your choice joy
The joy belongs to you
And when you do
You'll find the one you love is you
You'll find you love you
Don't be ashamed
To open your heart and pray
Say what your soul sings
To you
So no longer pretend
That you can't feel it near
That tickle on your head
That tingle in your ear
Oh ask it anything
Because it loves you dear
It's your most precious king
If only you could hear
And when you do
You'll find the one you need is you
You'll find you love you
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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06-09-2008, 09:19 PM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Location: New England
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The Beatles...
There are places i'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more
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06-10-2008, 09:58 AM
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pixie of the wood
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i am a man of constant sorrow
i've seen trouble all my day
i bid farewell to old kentucky
the place where i was born and raised
(the place where he was born and raised)
for six long years i've been in trouble
no pleasure here on earth i found
for in this world i'm bound to ramble
i have no friends to help me now
(he has no friends to help him now)
it's fare thee well my old blue lover
i never expect to see you again
for i'm bound to ride that northern railroad
perhaps i'll die upon this train
(perhaps he'll die upon this train)
you can bury me in some deep valley
for many years where i may lay
and you may learn to love another
while i am sleeping in my grave
(while he is sleeping in his grave}
maybe your friends think i'm just a stranger
my face you'll never see no more
but there is one promise that is given
i'll meet you on god's golden shore.
(he'll meet you on god's golden shore)
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06-10-2008, 06:48 PM
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Vivre à la baie - 1755
J’sais point quoi-ce qu’en est, v’là que j’m'ennuie à soir
J’rêve à la baie, mais j’ai du ch’min à faire!
J’veux m’en aller, vivre à la baie
Dans l’fond des bois, c’est là que j’veux m’installer
J’y resterai, le restant d’ma vie
Yoù s’qu’il fait beau, à la baie Sainte-Marie.
Des fois ça m’prends d’partir à l’aventure,
Si j’avais l’choix, tu l’sais, j’m’en irais pour sûr!
J’veux m’en aller, vivre à la baie
Dans l’fond des bois, c’est là que j’veux m’installer
J’y resterai, le restant d’ma vie
Yoù s’qu’il fait beau, à la baie Sainte-Marie.
La baie Sainte-Marie, c’est mon p’tit coin d’pays
Ç’en vaut la peine de l’voir, allons-y!
J’veux m’en aller, vivre à la baie
Dans l’fond des bois, c’est là que j’veux m’installer
J’y resterai, le restant d’ma vie
Yoù s’qu’il fait beau, à la baie Sainte-Marie.
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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06-11-2008, 09:45 AM
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I Will
Who knows how long I've loved you
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime
If you want me to, I will
For if I ever saw you
I didn't catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same
Love you forever and forever
Love you with all my heart
Love you whenever we're together
Love you when we're apart
And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air
Sing it loud so I can hear you
Make it easy to be near you
For the things you do endear you to me
Ah, You know I will
I will...
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06-15-2008, 10:17 AM
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La Boucane dans la cabane - André Clavier
Y a un de mes chums qui part tous les matins
Pour le bureau avec sa grosse auto
Jusqu'à la porte sa femme vient l'embrasser
Ça parait bien surtout dans le quartier
Y a toujours la belle voiture de l'année
Sa secrétaire lui fait son petit café
Y a des meetings jusqu'à huit heures du soir
Mais quand y revient chez eux c'est la même chose qu'ailleurs
Y a de la boucane dans cabane pis des fois y a de la chicane
Ben souvent y en a qui se tannent
Y a de la boucane dans cabane y a ben des ménages en panne
C'est pas du vin qu'y boivent c'est du coke en cannes
Je connais un homme qui est toujours en voyages
Autour du monde avec tous ses bagages
Y faut toujours qu'y nous conte ses aventures
Son dernier club qu'y a fait aux Îles Mout-Mout
Y est toujours plus bronzé d'une fois à l'autre
Y parle de femmes pis de pêche en haute mer
Mais quand y revient c'est toujours la même chose
C'est pas plus rose pour lui que pour nous autres
Y a de la boucane dans cabane pis des fois y a de la chicane
Ben souvent y en a qui se tannent
Y a de la boucane dans cabane y a ben des ménages en panne
C'est pas du vin qu'y boivent c'est du coke en cannes
Eh! ben nous autres on fait de la musique
C'est pas payant mais c'est parce qu'on aime ça
Mais y a une chose qu'on a pis qu'y s'ont pas
C'est la même chose dans clubs ou ben chez-nous
Y'a de la boucane dans cabane pis des fois y a de la chicane
Ben souvent y en a qui se tannent
Y a de la boucane dans cabane y a ben des ménages en panne
C'est pas du vin qu'y boivent c'est du coke en cannes
Y a de la boucane dans cabane pis des fois y a de la chicane
Ben souvent y en a qui se tannent
Y a de la boucane dans cabane y a ben des ménages en panne
C'est pas du vin qu'y boivent c'est du coke en cannes
Y a de la boucane dans cabane pis des fois y a de la chicane
Ben souvent y en a qui se tannent
Y a de la boucane dans cabane y a ben des ménages en panne
C'est pas du vin qu'y boivent c'est du coke en cannes
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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06-15-2008, 10:58 AM
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Marie Caissie - Traditionnel
C'est Marie Caissie Bi Bi Biten
Qu'est allée veiller Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Elle est allée veiller Bi Bi Biten
Chez Henery Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Au mitan d'la soirée Bi Bi Biten
C'est mis t'à neiger Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Voulut s'en aller Bi Bi Biten
De chez Henery Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Derrière la bouillée Bi Bi Biten
Elle s'est embourbée Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Elle a crié Fayelle Bi Bi Biten
Emmenez-moi des pelles Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Elle a crié Fayelle Bi Bi Biten
Emmenez-moi des pelles Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Ils ont couru vers elle Bi Bi Biten
Avec toutes leurs pelles Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Ils l'ont pris par les jambes Bi Bi Biten
Y'avait pas grand viande Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Mais y'avait des glaçons Bi Bi Biten
Au boute des talons Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Ils l'ont mise au lit Bi Bi Biten
Trois jours et trois nuits Bi Bi Biten Alaway
Elle n'ira plus veiller Bi Bi Biten
Chez Henery Bi Bi Biten Alaway
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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06-24-2008, 05:05 PM
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Shake It - Metro Station
(Let's Drop!)
(Yeah)
(Come On)
I'll take you home if you don't leave me at the front door (front door)
Your body's cold, but girl we're getting so warm
And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside (get inside)
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
[Pre Chorus:]
Now if she does it like this will you do it like that
Now if she touches like this, will you touch her right back
Now if she moves like this, will you move it like that (come on)
[Chorus:]
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, uh shake it
Your lips tremble but your eyes are in a straight stare (straight stare)
your on the bed but your clothes are laying right there
And I was thinking of places that I could hide
Tonight you're falling in love (let me go now)
The feelings stirring me up (here we go now)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
I saw you dancing and I couldn't get you off my mind
(I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time)
I was thinking of ways that you would stay and be mine
(You're body's shaking, turn me on, so I can turn out the lights)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus] (2x)
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Si à travers nos veines coule encore le sang...
Si dans les jeux d'enfants on entend encore l'accent...
Si nous sentons encore l'espoir de nos grands-parents...
Si dans les voiles du large souffle encore le vent...
Y'a jamais eu de Grand Dérangement.
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