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name this tune!
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i figured we can have some fun with this
you can post a lyric and see who can guess the name of the song and the artist
i'll go first
"she's flashing me thigh, wind blowing through her hair
baby, we can take it there
but first i gotta make my rounds
baby slow down, my crib's on the other side of town
but from the look in her eyes, she was hypnotized
rubbed her hands on my chest and started gettin' undressed"
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I can name that tune in.....5 notes....
(Could It Be)
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Originally posted by gorickey:
I can name that tune in.....5 notes....
(Could It Be)
ding! ding! ding! we have a winner!
(what a great song!)
who's next?
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Sounds like stereotypical "gangsta rap" singing about all their fantasies which were never realised until they became rich. Poor deprived children.
"Glorious euphoria is my must
erotic shock is a function of lust
temporarily blind, dimensions to discover
in time
each into the other
uncontrollable notes
from her snow-white throat
fill a space
in which two bodies float
operatic by voice
a fanatic by choice
aromatic is the flower
she must be moist"
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Originally posted by Cipher13:
Sounds like stereotypical "gangsta rap" singing about all their fantasies which were never realised until they became rich. Poor deprived children.
"Glorious euphoria is my must
erotic shock is a function of lust
temporarily blind, dimensions to discover
in time
each into the other
uncontrollable notes
from her snow-white throat
fill a space
in which two bodies float
operatic by voice
a fanatic by choice
aromatic is the flower
she must be moist"
Blood Sugar Sex Magik?
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flat on my back
in a lonely sprawl
i stare at the ceiling
'cause i can not fall
asleep tonight
no not at all
head lights flash
across my bedroom wall
crying eyes open
'cause i can not fall
in love with you
no not at all...
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Originally posted by catsank:
flat on my back
in a lonely sprawl
i stare at the ceiling
'cause i can not fall
asleep tonight
no not at all
head lights flash
across my bedroom wall
crying eyes open
'cause i can not fall
in love with you
no not at all...
Red
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Originally posted by gorickey:
Red
but who sings it??
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Originally posted by gorickey:
Blood Sugar Sex Magik?
Booyah.
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o.k. here's another
"i 2 way her , she dont hit me back
something's funny
so i call her mothers house, ask her had she seen my baby
drove my six around lookin' for my missing lady"
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Originally posted by suprz:
but who sings it??
Red Hot Chili Peppers....
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Artist and title:
Called my mom from a payphone, I said "I'm down to my last."
She said "I sent you to college, now go call your dad."
And the waitress that he married, well she hung up the phone.
You know she never did like me, but I can stand on my own.
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Originally posted by kdogg73:
Artist and title:
Called my mom from a payphone, I said "I'm down to my last."
She said "I sent you to college, now go call your dad."
And the waitress that he married, well she hung up the phone.
You know she never did like me, but I can stand on my own.
"euro girl trash"
cracker
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Originally posted by suprz:
"euro girl trash"
cracker
Heh... Eurotrash Girl. Close enough. Here's a harder one.
Artist and title:
A hierarhcy
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut
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Originally posted by kdogg73:
Heh... Eurotrash Girl. Close enough. Here's a harder one.
Artist and title:
A hierarhcy
Spread out on the nightstand
The spirit of team
Salvation is another chance
A sore loser
Yelling with my mouth shut
i know it's by "faith no more", but i cant remember the title
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Oh, ye pharoahs
Let us walk
'Cross the sparin' desert
In search of truth
And pointy boots
And maybe a few snack crackers.
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Tell me! How was I suppose to know we were both related?
Believe me! If I knew she was my cousin we never would have dated.
What to do now?
Should I go ahead and propose?
Get hitched and have kids with eleven toes
And move to Alabama where that kind of thing is tolerated.
... no no no
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Originally posted by Stogieman:
Tell me! How was I suppose to know we were both related?
Believe me! If I knew she was my cousin we never would have dated.
What to do now?
Should I go ahead and propose?
Get hitched and have kids with eleven toes
And move to Alabama where that kind of thing is tolerated.
... no no no
A Complicated Song by Al Yankovic
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Originally posted by G Barnett:
Oh, ye pharoahs
Let us walk
'Cross the sparin' desert
In search of truth
And pointy boots
And maybe a few snack crackers.
I confess. I had to do a web search for this one. But how obscure can you get?
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Day is gone I'm on my back
Staring up at the ceiling
I take a drink sit back relax
Smoke my mind makes me feel
Better for a short time
What I want is what I've not got
What I need is all around me
Reaching searching never stop
And I'll say
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mrs. jaded
loved a man whose passion
had faded away!
so she waited
for the day when the fire returned
but it never came
what she said to me:
love's like the seasons, remember
love's promised spring and summer
will melt away with December
....see for yourself
mr. vision
saw the future then found religion sacred
glitter-free salvation
took the patience of saints
so he cursed the time he wasted away
what he said was:
faith's like the flowing waters
a fierce and raging river
will calm and still in like weather
think for yourself, speak for yourself, see if
it's true
if it's true
just like the seasons, untender
life burns in spring and summer
but fades away like these embers
the world�s elusive, remember
where love's the leaf
faith, the river
what's born as flame dies in ember
see for yourself!
edit: How's that for obscure?
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Originally posted by kdogg73:
Day is gone I'm on my back
Staring up at the ceiling
I take a drink sit back relax
Smoke my mind makes me feel
Better for a short time
What I want is what I've not got
What I need is all around me
Reaching searching never stop
And I'll say
dmb i think
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We need less Democrats and Republicans, and more people that think for themselves.
infinite expanse
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Could you imagine what it would be like to be blind
Pre-conception of a different world in mind
Do we want to our world to be one of a kind
**** conformity and free your state of mind
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Originally posted by gadster:
There's a lady who ...
knows, all that glitters is gold.......
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Originally posted by kdogg73:
I confess. I had to do a web search for this one. But how obscure can you get?
But, you didn't post the name of the song.
G Barnett
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Ok, less obscure this time.
Born for trouble
Poised for action
Ready to spring
On a moment's notice
Nerves like a trigger
Waiting to be pulled
Covered in sweat
It ain't nice....
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Originally posted by G Barnett:
Ok, less obscure this time.
Born for trouble
Poised for action
Ready to spring
On a moment's notice
Nerves like a trigger
Waiting to be pulled
Covered in sweat
It ain't nice....
oingo boingo...."sweat"
(not as good as "dead mans party" IMHO)
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Originally posted by suprz:
knows, all that glitters is gold.......
and she's buying a stairway to heaven...
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"only love
can make it rain
the way the beach is kissed by the sea"
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Well... this one's easy, at least for Europeans (one of this summer's "international" catchy tunes):
J� sei namorar
J� sei beijar de l�ngua
Agora, s� me resta sonhar
J� sei onde ir
J� sei onde ficar
Agora, s� me falta sair
N�o tenho paci�ncia pra televis�o
Eu n�o sou audi�ncia para a solid�o
Eu sou de ningu�m
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo me quer bem
Eu sou de ningu�m
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo � meu tamb�m
J� sei namorar
J� sei chutar a bola
Agora, s� me falta ganhar
N�o tenho juiz
Se voc� quer a vida em jogo
Eu quero � ser feliz
N�o tenho paci�ncia pra televis�o
Eu n�o sou audi�ncia para a solid�o
Eu sou de ningu�m
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo me quer bem
Eu sou de ningu�m
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo � meu tamb�m
T� te querendo como ningu�m
T� te querendo como Deus quiser
T� te querendo como eu te quero
T� te querendo como se quer
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Originally posted by Agasthya:
and she's buying a stairway to heaven...
And when she gets there she knows...
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"if the stores are all closed......"
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Aww come on, at lease ONE pers[o]n on this board should be able to get the song I posted.
I'll give you a hint.
They also did "Wencarla". That's all.
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Originally posted by suprz:
"if the stores are all closed......"
"With a word she can get what she came for.."
Oh yes, a song!
"I was a child, who ran full of laughter.
I was a child, who lived for today.
My eyes full of sunshine, my heart full of smiles..."
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"And after we are through, ten years in making it to be the most of glorious debuts."
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Originally posted by kdogg73:
Day is gone I'm on my back
Staring up at the ceiling
I take a drink sit back relax
Smoke my mind makes me feel
Better for a short time
What I want is what I've not got
What I need is all around me
Reaching searching never stop
And I'll say
DMB "Jimi Thing"
Try this:
Must be time for a second chance
I can't escape this basement flat
Writers cramp and claustrophobia
Must be time for a better place
My sink leaks and the rats have won the race
Over and over
What, can I do
There must be some solution
Must be time for a new idea
Pack up my things and get away from here
They're never gonna trace me
People upstairs make so much noise
Drive me mad with their electrical toys
Louder and louder
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"there's a sign on the wall, but she wants to be sure"
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I don't intend to offend
I just offend with my intent
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inscrutable impenetrable impregnable inconceivable
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Originally posted by suprz:
oingo boingo...."sweat"
(not as good as "dead mans party" IMHO)
Oingo Boingo were KOOL.
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Originally posted by Sven G:
Well... this one's easy, at least for Europeans (one of this summer's "international" catchy tunes):
J� sei namorar [...]
Answering myself: it's exactly J� sei namorar (might require VLC to listen to it), by the Brazilian trio Tribalistas...
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Originally posted by G Barnett:
But, you didn't post the name of the song.
Camel Walk by Southern Culture On The Skids
Is that it?
My turn. Try this one on for size. Entire song:
Oh, tonight began with anything.
Shaft of a light. A warm breath and a scream.
Ah, yeah.
Oh, tamper if you like between the doors.
Oh yeah. Huh. Huh.
Oh, can't expect to go out, to go out with anything, anything more.
Oh reach the door. A breath and a...
Oh reach the door. And a la la la la yeah.
Life ain't what it's worth.
A breath and a... Oh reach the door.
All these reaching hands out grabbing things. Grabbing me.
Day in day out accumulating. Ah yeah.
Whoa. I suggest you step out on your porch.
Oh yeah. Huh. huh. Huh huh, yeah.
Run away my son. See it all. Oh see the world.
Oh reach the door. A breath and a...
Oh reach the door. Oha and a la la la la yeah.
Life ain't what it's worth.
A breath and a... Oh reach the door.
Come. Here it comes. There it goes. When it comes.
Where it goes. Where it comes.
Can't see through the faith. Woah.
Ooh. Come. Here it comes. There it goes.
Grasp what you can.
Don't you know there's something inside your head, yeah.
Oh, if I knew where it was I would take you there but there's much more
Than this.
Ooh. Whoa, much more than this. Woh see the world. Much more than...
Oh, much more than. Why?
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Okee dokee here goes....
We are cannibals
Prehistoric animals
everybody happy when the dead come home
Big black nemisis
carthenogensis
no one move a muscle when the dead come home
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Ewwww, don't touch it. Here,
poke at it with this stick.
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Nemesis (The Dancing Years) by Sriekback
BUT....
You got the words slightly wrong...
Chorus
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home
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Any takers...
You were the first girl at school to get breasts and Martin said that
you were the best. Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was a mess.
I had to watch them try and get you undressed.
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Originally posted by as2:
Any takers...
You were the first girl at school to get breasts and Martin said that
you were the best. Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was a mess.
I had to watch them try and get you undressed.
Pulp - Disco 2000
I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You've got your hair combed back
and his, sunglasses on baby...
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Originally posted by ZackS:
I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You've got your hair combed back
and his, sunglasses on baby...
Boys of Summer - D. Henley
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Originally posted by suprz:
"there's a sign on the wall, but she wants to be sure"
"And you know sometimes words have two meanings"
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She said, God made her a sinner
Just to keep those fat men, thinner
As they tumble down in heaps
Before her feet.
They hang around in groups
Like battle weary troops,
One can often see them
Queue right down the street.
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You can't eat all those hamburgers, you hear me you ridiculous man?
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Originally posted by Patrick:
"And you know sometimes words have two meanings"
"in a tree by the brook, there's a song bird who sings"
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Originally posted by qnxde:
She said, God made her a sinner
Just to keep those fat men, thinner
As they tumble down in heaps
Before her feet.
They hang around in groups
Like battle weary troops,
One can often see them
Queue right down the street.
Chris De Burgh - Patricia the Stripper
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