Long time, no hear...

[Tomcat]

Very cool! I still want to see B.B. King in concert. It's hard to believe he's 80 years old, but he's still going strong.

We saw him there last year, great show. They have a stage set up where the snow tubing is and you sit on the slope, or they have folding chairs in the front.
Moody Blues this weekend at Wolftrap

 

[RoseRed]

The loveliness of Paris
Seems someshow sadly gay.
The glory that was Rome
Is of another day.

I've been terribly alone
And forgotten in Manhattan
I'm going home
To my city by the bay.

I left my heart
In San Francisco
High on the hill

It calls to me.
To be where little cables cars
Climb halfaway to the stars!
The morning fog may chill the air.

I don't care!
My love waits there in San Francisco

Above the blue and windy sea.
When I come home to you

San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me!

I left my heart
...

 

[jazz lady]

Moody Blues this weekend at Wolftrap

I left my heart
In San Francisco
High on the hill.

I'd love to go to Wolf Trap more often, but I can't afford it. I was at Wolf Trap a couple of weekends ago to see Tony Bennett. He's still going strong at 77.

 

[jazz lady]

peter gabriel...posted before but the song just keeps running through my mind...

You could have a steam train
If you’d just lay down your tracks
You could have an aeroplane flying
If you bring your blue sky back

All you do is call me
I’ll be anything you need

You could have a big dipper
Going up and down, all around the bends
You could have a bumper car, bumping
This amusement never ends

I want to be your sledgehammer
Why don’t you call my name
Oh let me be your sledgehammer
This will be my testimony
Show me round your fruitcage
’cos I will be your honey bee
Open up your fruitcage
Where the fruit is as sweet as can be

I want to be your sledgehammer
Why don’t you call my name
You’d better call the sledgehammer
Put your mind at rest
I’m going to be-the sledgehammer
This can be my testimony
I’m your sledgehammer
Let there be no doubt about it

Sledge sledge sledgehammer

I’ve kicked the habit
Shed my skin
This is the new stuff
I go dancing in, we go dancing in
Oh won’t you show for me
And I will show for you
Show for me, I will show for you
Yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I do mean you
Only you
You’ve been coming through
Going to build that power
Build, build up that power, hey
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
Going to feel that power, build in you
Come on, come on, help me do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
I’ve been feeding the rhythm
It’s what we’re doing, doing
All day and night

 

[cattitude]

Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.
Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
when all the bird are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I whish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stars we could reach
were just starfishs on the beach

 

[kwillia]

I love that song, Catt... but don't tell no one, 'kay...

 

[Kyle]

Well, there once was a feller named Willard McVane
And he only had just one thought on his brain
Every evening about midnight he'd sneak off alone
And call the same lady on a pay telephone

'It's me again, Margaret...
(Evil laughter)
Hello, is this Margaret?
You don't know me, Margaret, but I know you.'

Well, this upset the lady and it gave her the blues
So she called up the police, said 'What shall I do?'
The chief of detectives came round to her home
And eavesdropped upon them on her upstairs phone

'It's me again, Margaret...
(Evil laughter)
Hello, is this Margaret?
Margaret, I know it's you, Margaret
Are you naked?
(More evil laughter)'

Well, they called up Ma Bell and they traced him on down
To a funky old phone booth on the outskirts of town
It was there that the vice squad with their field glasses read
The lips of that amorous man as he said

'It's me again, Margaret...
(Evil laughter)
Hello? Is this...is this Margaret?
(Evil laughter)
I know it's you, Margaret
I bet you can't guess what I'm doing...'

Well, they cuffed him and dragged him to the station downtown
And they allowed him one phone call 'fore the jailer came round
He wet his chapped lips and he cleared his young throat
Then he dialed the telephone and softly he spoke

'It's me again, Margaret...
(Evil laughter)
They got me, Margaret
You ain't going to miss me, Margaret, I know that
But I'll miss you
(More evil laughter)
And when I get out, Margaret
I'm going to come over there with an egg beater
And a live chicken, and some peach preserves!
We'll have a good old time, Margaret!

 

[Agee]

And when I get out, Margaret

I'm going to come over there with an egg beater

And a live chicken, and some peach preserves!

We'll have a good old time, Margaret!

Yee-Hah!



Is there an actual tune, that goes with this diddy?

 

[Agee]

I love that song, Catt... but don't tell no one, 'kay...

That song pegs the Gay Meter!

 

[jazz lady]

That song pegs the Gay Meter!

I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels that way! It ranks right up there with "Honey" and "You Light Up My Life."

 

[jazz lady]

nitty gritty dirt band...

I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say?
My mind was drifting off on martinique bay.
It’s not that I’m not interested, you see;
Augusta, georgia is just no place to be.

I think jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We’ll split the difference, go to coconut grove.

Keep on talking, mama, I can hear
Your voice, it tickles down inside of my ear.
I feel a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.

I think jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We’ll split the difference, go to coconut grove.

Voila! an american dream.
Well, we can travel girl, without any means.
When it’s as easy as closing your eyes
And dream jamaica is a big neon sign.

Just keep talking, mama, I like that sound.
It goes so easy with that rain falling down.
I think a tropical vacation this year,
Might be the answer to this hillbilly fear.

Voila! an american dream.
Yeah, we can travel, girl, without any means.
When it’s as easy as closing your eyes
And dream jamaica is a big neon sign.

Just think jamaican in the moonlight.
Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night.
We got no money, mama, but we can go;
We’ll split the difference, go to coconut grove.

 

[jazz lady]

more ngdb...

Lazy yellow moon comin’ up tonite,
Shinin’ thru the trees,
Crickets are singin’ and lightning bugs
Are floatin on the breeze
Baby get ready.....

Across the field where the creek turns back by the ole stump road
I’m gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows
Baby get ready.....ooooooooooo

You and me going fishing in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows.
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We’ll be fallin’ in love in the middle of the night
Just movin’ slow...

Stayin’ the whole night thru, feels so good to be with you...

Spring is almost over and the summer’s come
And the days are gettin’ long
Waited all winter for the time to be right, just to take you along
Baby get ready.....

And it don’t matter if we sit forever and the fish don’t bite
Jump in the river and cool ourselves from the heat of the night
Baby get ready.....ooooooooooo.

You and me going fishing in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows.
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We’ll be fallin’ in love in the middle of the night
Just movin’ slow...

You and me going fishin in the dark!

 

[jazz lady]

ngdb for kwillia

Wish that I was on ole rocky top,
Down in the tennessee hills.
Ain’t no smoggy smoke on rocky top,
Ain’t no telephone bills.

Once there was a girl on rocky top,
Half bear the other half cat.
Wild as a mink, sweet as soda pop,
I still dream about that.

Rocky top, you’ll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.

Once two strangers climbed on rocky top,
Lookin’ for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain’t come back from rocky top,
Guess they never will.

Corn won’t grow at all on rocky top,
Dirt’s too rocky by far.
That’s why all the folks on rocky top
Get their corn from a jar.

Rocky top, you’ll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.

Now I’ve had years of cramped up city life,
Trapped like a duck in a pen.
Now all I know is it’s a pity life
Can’t be simple again.

Rocky top, you’ll always be
Home sweet home to me.
Good ole rocky top,
Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.

Rocky top tennessee, rocky top tennessee.
Yeah rocky top tennesee eee eee eee.

Yee-ha!

 

[jazz lady]

Is there an actual tune, that goes with this diddy?

Ray Stevens. I can't believe you don't know this one.

 

[chaotic]

out of meetings, heading out to explore SoCal soon..

The moment I wake up
Before I put on my make up
I say a little prayer for you
While combing my hair now
And wond’ring what dress to wear now
I say a little prayer for you

Forever, forever you’ll stay in my hear
And I will love you
Forever, and ever we never will part
Oh, how I love you
Together, together, that’s how it must be.
To live without you
Would only mean heartache for me

I run for the bus now, dear
While riding I think of us dear
I say a little prayer for you
At work I just take time
And all through my coffee break time
I say a little prayer for you

Forever, forever you’ll stay in my hear
And I will love you
Forever, and ever we never will part
Oh, how I love you
Together, together, that’s how it must be.
To live without you
Would only mean heartache for me

My darling, believe me
For me there is no one but you
Please love me too
I’m in love with you
Answer my prayer
Say you love me too

 

[chaotic]

enough with the gay songs, (after this one)...

Do you know the way to san jose?
I’ve been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way.
Do you know the way to san jose?
I’m going back to find some peace of mind in san jose.

L.a. is a great big freeway.
Put a hundred down and buy a car.
In a week, maybe two, they’ll make you a star
Weeks turn into years. how quck they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas

Do you know the way to san jose?
They’ve got a lot of space. there’ll be a place where I can stay
I was born and raised in san jose
I’m going back to find some peace of mind in san jose.

Fame and fortune is a magnet.
It can pull you far away from home
With a dream in your heart you’re never alone.
Dreams turn into dust and blow away
And there you are without a friend
You pack your car and ride away

I’ve got lots of friends in san jose
Do you know the way to san jose?
Can’t wait to get back to san jose.

 

[kwillia]

Can we puuuleeeaze refrain from posting any and all 'jose' songs...

 

[chaotic]

Can we puuuleeeaze refrain from posting any and all 'jose' songs...

:madsearchforjosesongs:

I'm spent! I can't find any! Dang.

Did some rat bastid Jose do you wrong? Was he the yin to your yang? The salt to your pepper? The mustard to your, well you know. The bolt to your nut? the 120V to your 240V?

[I'm undergoing review meeting decompression. The hotel room is slowly filling with helium, and I am relaxing, and at the same time, speaking more like Mickey Mouse every minute. Soon I shall be rollerblading wearing a thong down on the boardwalk by the ocean, minus the rollerblades since I forgot 'em. And the thong showed up in the luggage after its escapade. I'll post a photo later.]

 

[kwillia]

:madsearchforjosesongs:

I'm spent! I can't find any! Dang.

Did some rat bastid Jose do you wrong? Was he the yin to your yang? The salt to your pepper? The mustard to your, well you know. The bolt to your nut? the 120V to your 240V?

[I'm undergoing review meeting decompression. The hotel room is slowly filling with helium, and I am relaxing, and at the same time, speaking more like Mickey Mouse every minute. Soon I shall be rollerblading wearing a thong down on the boardwalk by the ocean, minus the rollerblades since I forgot 'em. And the thong showed up in the luggage after its escapade. I'll post a photo later.]

Read your karma...

 

[chaotic]

Read your karma...

Holy crap!