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I have been trying for weeks to post a video of this new Christmas song. Then I figured I needed to just post a link to it.
It's Frosty Ain't Got No Snow Balls.

http://www.myspace.com/music/player?sid=60999489&ac=now

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Quite apropos as Chance started this thread and with the current bans in place....

You never enjoy your life
Livin' inside the box
You're so afraid of taking chances
How are you going to reach the top?

Rules and regulations
Force you to play it safe
Get rid of all the hesitation
It's time for you to seize the day
 
Somehow this sounded a lot more hardcore when I was stoned.

 
I'm convinced this Canadian Dyke is the reincarnation of this Southern Diva

 
OH MY GOD RICKY IS SOOOOO STRAIGHT!!!!!!


:rotflmao:
 
Yeah Sausy, you got that right!

I love some Shania Twain:


You and I know that I've got the eye liner. I was going to ask where I could get one of those shirts, but instead I'd rather know where to get a hot back up singer. ;)
 
Check it - uncanny.


I remember that my Grandma had one of those "upright record players."

She had every Patsy Cline song on 45.

I had to load that record player each time the record ran out, while she was rubbing red lipstick on her cheeks for rouge on a Saturday Night, on her way out to go "honky tonkin."

A Charmed Life to be sure! :luv:

Which reminds me of another one of my Favorite Bands, Third Eye Blind:


I'm packed and I'm holding
I'm smiling, she's living
She's golden, she lives for me
She says she lives for me ovation, she got her own motivation
She comes 'round and she goes down on me
And I make her smile
It's like a drug for you
Do ever what you want to do
Coming over you
Keep on smiling, what we go through
One stop to the rhythm that divides you
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse
Chop another line like a coda with a curse
Come on like a freak show takes the stage
We give them the games we play
She said
"I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life
Baby, baby
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Goodbye..."
Doot (x24)
The sky was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it through my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal meth
Will lift you up until you break
It won't stop, I won't come down
I keep stock
With a tick tock rhythm
A bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit that I was given
Then I bumped again
Then I bumped again, she said
How do I get back there to
The place where I fell asleep inside you
How do I get myself back to
The place where you said
"I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life
Baby, baby
I want something else
I'm not listening when you say
Goodbye..."
I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling
An earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords could make me cry
When I'm with you I feel like I could die
And that would be all right
All right
And when the plane came in
She said she was crashing
The velvet it rips
In the city we're tripped
On the urge to feel alive
But now I'm struggling to survive
Those days you were wearing
That velvet dress
You're the priestess, I must confess
Those little red panties
They pass the test
Slides up around the belly
Face down on the matress
One, and you hold me
And we're broken
Still it's all that I want to do
Just a little now
I feel myself heavy on the ground
I'm scared I'm not coming down
No no
And I won't run for my life
She's got her jaws just locked now in a smile
But nothing is all right
All right
I want something else
To get me through this
Life...baby, baby
I want something else
Not listening when you say
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...
Doo (x24)

The sky was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it through my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
In the place we used to sta-a-a-a-rt
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I learned how to write, and became a Gay Serial Dater! :lol:
 
The more I hear the more I love. Zac Brown. Toes.
If you watch, the fiddle player strums his fiddle more.

 
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