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 Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:06 am
Lean Rimes "How Do I Live"
How do I get through one night without you
If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be
Oh I, I need you in my arms
Need you to hold
You're my world, my heart, my soul
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I
How do I
Oh, how do I live
Without you, there'd be no sun in my sky
There would be no love in my life
There'd be no world left for me
And I, oh Baby, I don't know what I would do
I'd be lost if I lost you
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything real in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I
How do I
Oh, how do I live
Please tell me baby
How do I go on
If you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything
I need you with me
Baby don't you know that you're everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I
How do I
Oh, how do I live
how do I live without you
how do I live without you baby
how do I live…
(although it's kinda a tie with "God Must Have Spent a Little More Time On You" sweatdrop )
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 5:59 pm
Hinder - Lips Of An Angel
Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girls in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it so hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 2:20 pm
i love "fancy" by Reba McEntire:
well, i remember it all very well, lookin back
it was the summer i turned 18
we lived in a one-room rundown shack
on the outskirts of New Orleans
we didn't have money for food or rent
to say the least, we were hard pressed
but momma spent every last penny we had
to buy me a dancin dress
well, momma washed and combed and curled my hair
and then she painted my eyes and lips
and i stepped into a satin dancin dress
that had a slit on the side clean up to my hip
it was red with velvet trimmin' and it fit me good
standin back from the lookin glass, there stood a woman
where a half-grown kid had stood
she said, "here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down
here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down."
well, momma dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck and then she kissed my cheek
and i saw the tears wellin up in her troubled eyes as she started to speak
she looked at our pitiful shack and then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
she said, "your pa's runned off, i'm really sick, and the baby's gonna starve to death"
she handed me a heart-shaped locket that said,
"to thine own self be true"
and then i shivered as i watched a roach crawl across the toe of my high-heeled shoe
it sounded like somebody else that was talkin
askin, "momma, what do i do?"
she said, "just be nice to the gentlemen, fancy, and they'll be nice to you."
she said, "here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down
here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down.
lord, forgive me for what i do,
but if you want out, well, then it's up to you
now, don't me down, hon, your momma's gonna help you uptown"
well, that was the last time i saw my momma and i've left that rickety shack
the welfare people came and took the baby, momma died and i aint' been back
but the wheels of fate had started to turn
and for me, there was no way out
it wasn't very long till i knew exactly what my momma'd been talkin about
well, i knew what i had to do
and i've made myself this solemn vow
i's gonna be a lady someday, thought i didn't know when or how
but i can't stay spendin the rest of my life with my head hung down in shame
i mighta been born just plain white trash, but fancy was-a my name
she said, "here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down
here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down."
well, it wasn't very long after that a benevolent man took me in off the streets
and one week later i was pourin his tea in a five-room hotel suite
i charmed a king, a congressman, and an occasional aristocrat
and then i got me a georgia mansion and an elegant new york townhouse flat
and i ain't done bad
now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hippocrits that call me bad
and criticize momma for turnin me out no matter how little we had
and though i ain't had to worry bout nothin for nigh on 15 years
i can still hear the desperation in my poor momma's voice ringin in my ears
she said, "here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down
here's your one chance, fancy, don't let me down.
lord, forgive me for what i do,
but if you want out, well, then it's up to you
now, don't me down, hon, your momma's gonna help you uptown"
oh, and i guess she did.
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