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DON'T TURN AROUND. I DONT WANT YOU SEEING ME CRYING.
Mnementh:
Only Threatis understood this thread :-(.
I don't care what my teachers say
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
Everyone is gonna dress like me, wait and see
When I'm a Supermodel
And my hair will shine like the sea
And everyone will wanna look just like me, me
Cause I'm young and I'm hip and so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I wish that I was like Tori Spelling
With a car like hers and a dad like hers
And I would show them how, how it was done
That'd be fun, that'd be fun
And I'd write my school report
on why I love my jeans, why I love my jeans
And open my locker door
It's the coolest thing that you've ever seen
Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
(I didn't eat yesterday, and I'm not gonna eat today,
and I'm not gonna eat tomorrow - cause I'm gonna be a Supermodel)
So beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm gonna be a Supermodel ....
Maui:
What is it like, lets post lyrics to crappy songs? lol
sp2:
Well the wind was whipping hard,
through the drawn and dusty fields
the heat came off the rolling hills in waves
and somewhere in the distance,
an explosion from the sands
as one more of his kind goes to their grave
(fight!) The Robot Gods have spoken
(fight!) The plasma guns a-smokin'
(fight!) There must be combat 'till the ancient curse of Krog is broken
(kill!) He's Planet Danger spawn and
(kill!) He puts his arm back on and
Oh...
And so he fights,
And they come from far and wide,
to watch him fight the Robots
singin' "Fiddly-Diddly-DIE!"
And it's laser cannon, River Shannon
one two three four five,
he's fifty fuckin' five and one
and Astar's still Alive
He's still alive!
That's fifty feet of solid steel
and eyes of flashing blue
there's a shamrock on his favourite plasma gun
With a bowl of Whiskey Lucky Charms
he staggers to the field
and the crowd goes up beneath the blazing sun
(fight!) The Robot Gods have spoken
(fight!) The plasma guns a-smokin'
(fight!) There must be combat 'till the ancient curse of Krog is broken
(kill!) He's Planet Danger spawn and
(kill!) He puts his arm back on and
Oh...
And so he fights,
And they come from wide and far
to watch him fight the Robots
Singin' "Whiskey in the Jar"
And it's laser cannon, River Shannon
one two three four five,
he's fifty fuckin' five and one
and Astar's still Alive
He's still alive!
Now heroes come, and heroes go,
and this one's not the first,
and if he wasn't there, you wouldn't know his name
And the only time he took a fall,
'twas Astar to be seen
There was a bottle of Whiskey in it, just the same
(fight!) The Robot Gods have spoken
(fight!) The plasma guns a-smokin'
(fight!) There must be combat 'till the ancient curse of Krog is broken
(kill!) He's Planet Danger spawn and
(kill!) He puts his arm back on and
Oh...
And so he fights,
And they come from far and wide,
to watch him fight the Robots
singin' "Fiddly-Diddly-DIE!"
And it's laser cannon, River Shannon
one two three four five,
he's fifty fuckin' five and one
and Astar's still Alive
He's still alive!
KharBevNor:
Going back with google.
Um.
I don't listen to Nelly, or Enya, and I don't think I've heard of Ace of Base.
How the hell are you expecting people to get this?
sp2:
I'm gonna keep posting Siobhan lyrics.
Well friend I’ve got a problem and I’m sure yours is the same
I’m hangin’ bloody sober and I’ve ten bucks to my name
So let us to the liquor store, we’ll pass those bottles by
For my holy grail is made of cardboard
So grab yourself a coffee mug and share my box of wine
Come gather ‘round and drink it like it’s $19.99
The grapes are so much sweeter when they’re two weeks off the vine
And you’ve never had so much fun with a dry box!
So when the springtime comes around, we’ll amble to the park
We’ll loiter ‘round a picnic bench and wait ‘till it gets dark
And if a copper comes around and asks me for a glass
I’ll take a swig and tell him he can KISS MY RUDDY BUM!
So grab yourself a coffee mug and share my box of wine
Come gather ‘round and drink it like it’s $19.99
The grapes are so much sweeter when they’re two weeks off the vine
And you’ve never had so much fun with a dry box!
This song is a tribute to that polyhedron fair
To the lads and lasses far and wide from Laos to Leicester Square
Who know the joys of lapping up the juices of the box
And wiping your chin off when you’re finished!
So grab yourself a coffee mug and share my box of wine
Come gather ‘round and drink it like it’s $19.99
The grapes are so much sweeter when they’re two weeks off the vine
And you’ve never had so much fun with a dry box!
(No you'll never) Have so much fun with a dry box!
(I said you'll never) Have so much fun with a dry box! (BOX!)
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