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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Dec 23, 2003 2:42:40 GMT -5
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Post by spursfan on Dec 23, 2003 3:31:01 GMT -5
Well, I listen to alot of spanish music, rock or pop on mtv espanol..
I know there is a song about sayng I dont want to see your monkey face anymore or "cara de chango"
There is a song about 10 lizards and how they are die except for 1, its an animated video, its funny cause one dies of stress, one dies "en los states" the states, one got eaten in a burger, one got flushed in the toilet, one got weed whacked..etc..
and there is a song called perveso by someome Ferro, its dance hip hop and one line he says he is a chronic bastard or "bastardo chronico"...
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Jan 31, 2004 4:28:16 GMT -5
Only You - Ceasar's Palace
Baby, you´ve got ears just like Dumbo It´s so sweet Your knees knock together when you´re walking down the street Your eyes never look in the same direction at the same time I don´t think you´re the smartest girl on the block But i don´t mind
Only you can reach my heart Only you and no one else
Everytime we go out people stop and they talk about us And they don´t understand what we got we got true love baby We´ve synchronized our heartbeats, YEAH And we´ve got the same size in shoes - YES we do!!
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Jul 13, 2004 10:50:10 GMT -5
sucky.... but fun...
Ding Dong Song - Gunther Levi
oh, you touch my tralala, mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la la. Oh, you touch my tralala la la la la la la la, la la la la la la. mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la.
Deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some love. de-de-de-deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some (ping)
You tease me, oh please me, i want you to be my lovetoy, come near me, don't fear me, i just can't get enough of you boy.
Oh, you touch my tralala. la la la.. mmm, my ding ding dong, oh you touch my tralala, mmm, my ding ding dong. la la la...
Deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some love.
you tease me, oh please me, i want you to be my lovetoy. come near me, don't fear me, i just can't get enough of you boy.
Oh, you touch my tralala. la la la... mmm, my ding ding dong. la la la.. oh, you touch my tralala. la la la.. mmm, my ding ding dong.
(ding ding dong) mmm, my ding ding dong 2x
oh, you touch my tralala. lalala... mmm, my ding ding dong. oh ,you touch my tralala (ding ding dong) oh, you touch my tralala. mmm, my ding dong dong.
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Post by Misanthropic Philanthropist on Jul 21, 2004 7:36:51 GMT -5
sucky.... but fun...
Ding Dong Song - Gunther Levi
oh, you touch my tralala, mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la la. Oh, you touch my tralala la la la la la la la, la la la la la la. mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la.
Deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some love. de-de-de-deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some (ping)
You tease me, oh please me, i want you to be my lovetoy, come near me, don't fear me, i just can't get enough of you boy.
Oh, you touch my tralala. la la la.. mmm, my ding ding dong, oh you touch my tralala, mmm, my ding ding dong. la la la...
Deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some love.
you tease me, oh please me, i want you to be my lovetoy. come near me, don't fear me, i just can't get enough of you boy.
Oh, you touch my tralala. la la la... mmm, my ding ding dong. la la la.. oh, you touch my tralala. la la la.. mmm, my ding ding dong.
(ding ding dong) mmm, my ding ding dong 2x
oh, you touch my tralala. lalala... mmm, my ding ding dong. oh ,you touch my tralala (ding ding dong) oh, you touch my tralala. mmm, my ding dong dong.
GUNTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Jul 21, 2004 13:42:44 GMT -5
GUNTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ha ha ha
YOU HAVE HEARD THE DING DONG SONG ?
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Post by Misanthropic Philanthropist on Jul 21, 2004 14:31:34 GMT -5
i've heard the "you touched my tralala" part.
it's great, funnier than hell.
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Jul 21, 2004 14:36:34 GMT -5
i've heard the "you touched my tralala" part. it's great, funnier than hell. yeah... sort of
now he has this "Teeny Weeny String Bikini" song going
it sucks
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Oct 4, 2004 13:12:16 GMT -5
... slightly wicked...
You're My Favourite - Ceasars Palace
Of all the extras your're my favourite standing when no one else is around there's always you
And I don't care that you're older than my mother cause I don't wanna hangout with those teenage freaks
Your're always my second choice easily amused my friend
You're not that nice but i'm not really bothered When i feel likely I just look at you And I just want somebody I can presto When i have no better things to do
Yor're always my second choice easily amused my friend
Of all the extras your're my favourite standing When i feel likely I just look at you
And I don't care that you're older than my mother cause I don't wanna hangout with those teenage freaks
You're always my second choice easilys amused my friend
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Post by S*P*A*Z*T*A*S*T*I*C*A*L on Oct 4, 2004 15:07:01 GMT -5
"Everything's Okay"
can't tell you everything's gonna be okay i wish i could and make your problems go away you always dis me on your phone, but i don't even care you sit on your sofa, watch tv while i stare
i knew you couldn't make me go away we'll beat your boss up and say fat guy get the fuck out of my house now you go out with all your friends, and you'll hang out at the mall we'll go play pinball, and hopefully you will let me drive your car
now don't think that your money's gone i'll save some with you when i have some we can hang out cheap and eat ramen friendship first should be your motto
can't tell you everything's gonna be okay i wish i could and make your problems go away
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Post by S*P*A*Z*T*A*S*T*I*C*A*L on Nov 11, 2004 12:19:16 GMT -5
Doublejointed
You're about as cool as a marching band When you make that noise with your mouth and your hands. But I can't talk; I can't even blow bubbles. The chewing gum sticks to my stubble.
You pop your back, and you roll your tongue. You tell me that when you were very young You could put both your feet behind your head, And you could hold your breath 'till your eyeballs bled.
:Chorus: When you turn your arms around And make the insides of your elbows pointed, It makes me squirm, but it makes me proud. I love you 'cause you're double jointed.
I thought of endless propositions For making love in bizarre positions (like designated hitter), But what I found even more thrilling Was how you whistled while your tongue was trilling.
And I was enamoured beyond all doubt When you spit in the air and caught it in your mouth, And I knew that Cupid's arrow had hit When you made that fart noise with your armpit.
chorus
Suitcase
I'm looking for a value to try & beat the crunch. I hit the worn out avenue & I stop to eat my lunch. I've seen this meat grow moldy. I've seen this bread grow stale. I've heard a hollow echo when I try to check my mail. So I leave my head out the window & my hat on the trail.
:Chorus: I have no broken arrows to track down my despair. I'm gonna leave that trash behind me, Leave my suitcase in the air. They want to bring me up & they want to tie me down. They want to lock me up & they want to knock me down.
We're cooking up a storm to try & beat the rain. I punch a wall -- a brick wall -- & I hardly feel the pain. I've seen this house grow weary. I've seen this well run dry. I've seen a blurry demon when I try to shut my eyes. So I'll leave my neck in the oven While some fruitcake wears my ties.
chorus
They want to bring me up & they want to tie me down. They want to lock me up & they want to knock me down. They want to wake me up & they want to take me down. They want to shake me up & they want to break me down. Down down down down down down down.
El Gordo
If you ever go down to San Juanita You'd better beware of this man. He's the roughest toughest gut spittin' cactus rapin' hombre This side of the Rio Grande. They say that down in the town of La Quinta He killed eight women six babies and a mule. He disemboweled the posse and he tinkled on their graves, And he gathered their organs in a pool.
:Chorus: Well, the legend of El Gordo is old and sweet Proud and Sacred is his name. From the wax in his ears to the hairs on his feet, He's wretched and he's grimy just the same.
He spent seven years in a Turkish prison. That's where he learned to spit and to stink. He carved his meals out of Pekinese poodles That he bashed with a bathroom sink. He's got small vermin living in his armpits. He's got snails in betweeen his toes. I heard that he once killed a buffalo herd With a large wad of snot from his nose.
chorus
I only met him once, and it was just a brief show He was corkin' a mess o' cattle he had stole. I asked very kindly if he happened to have the time, And he did something nasty with a mole.
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Parking Garage
I want to work (oh wo wo wo) In a parking garage. That's where I will go. I want to work, and that's what I'll do In a parking garage (ooh hoo hoo hoo). It's got six or seven floors and an elevator It closes at nine, but I would stay later Cos I dig the curves, and I dig the ramps And the mystical light of the parking lamps. I'll put a bed in the office, and that's where I'll lodge. I want to live in a parking garage.
I want to live (oh wo wo wo) In a parking garage. That's where I will go. I want to live, and that's what I'll do In a parking garage (ooh hoo hoo hoo).
There's a place for you there just like in my heart When you go downtown or to the shopping mart. If you come every day, you'll get a special rate And on Friday night we can go on a date. We can cruise up and down. We can drive real slow. When we get to the roof, I'll turn the lights down low, And we can make love in the back of a Dodge: You'll rock my world in a parking garage.
I want to love (oh wo wo wo) In a parking garage. That's where I will go. I want to love, and that's what I'll do In a parking garage (ooh hoo hoo hoo).
We can change the colors of the bulbs in the lights, And turn the tunes up when it gets late at night, Fill the walls up with murals, perhaps a collage: I'll have a disco in my parking garage.
I want to dance (oh wo wo wo) In a parking garage. That's where I will go. I want to dance, and that's what I'll do In a parking garage (ooh hoo hoo hoo).
I want to live I want to love I want to dance... In my parking garage.
I want to work in a parking garage.
Punk Rock Loser
I don't like Led Zeppelin anymore. I'm gonna take down the posters that I hung on my door When I was sixteen & I had long hair. So don't make fun of me you punk rock loser no more.
I don't smoke marijuana anymore 'Cos I could lose my job & my health insurance And I couldn't get by without my health insurance. So don't make fun of me you punk rock loser no more.
Oh, you punk rock loser.
I don't like to talk to showgirls anymore 'Cos they've given me too many STD's the nights before & now I haven't got any health insurance 'Cos I got caught smoking marijuana at work & next I'm gonna sing Stairway to Heaven But don't make fun of me you punk rock loser no more. (No more.) (Guitar solo!!) You punk rock loser. (Does anybody remember laughter?) Don't make fun of me!
Alternative Lifestyle
I live an alternative lifestyle. I live in outer space. & I'm as free as a naked asteroid, But I really should clean up the place. I'd light the coals in your eyes, But I'm not your kind of guy. I
Live an alternative lifestyle.
I live an alternative lifestyle, But I ain't no crazy hippy, man! I'm a stone-age space-freak punk-rock heavy metal mountain man & I'm playing in this primitive space age band. I'd fill the holes in your eyes. But I'm not your kind of guy. I
Live an alternative lifestyle.
We're cruising toward each other on a spatial plane. We're geometrical outlaws. We don't feel any pain. We don't feel any pain, no, we don't feel any pain.
Those of us who grew up in the space age. We don't know what it's like to be naive. We keep in touch with our feminine sides, though, Every Hallowe'en & New Year's Eve. I'd smoke the bowls in your eyes. But I'm not your kind of guy. I
Live an alternative lifestyle.
We're cruising away from each other on the astral plane. We're hypothetical outlaws. We'd do it all again. We'd do it all again, we'd do it all again.
Onion Man
I was broken down in Georgia, waving down a savior When soon down the road came a girl named Vidalia. She fed me, she healed me, she fixed my carburetor. She said 'good bye' & I said 'I'll see you later.' She said, 'Don't hold your sweet baby breath.' Well, come on Vidalia. You're scaring me to death.
Vidalia, Vidalia. Be my onion woman. Vidalia, Vidalia. I want to be your onion man.
I've been looking up, lookin down, lookin low & high. I guess I should've known a girl like you would make me cry. Wanna get ya in my pickup truck & make ya understand. I want to take ya home tonight & be your onion man. I want to inhale your sweet baby breath Then peel off your layers until there's nothing left.
Vidalia, Vidalia. Be my onion woman. Vidalia, Vidalia. I want to be your onion man.
Write The Songs
I'm my own biggest fan. I get my best ideas in the can. I have no morals. I have no hope. I cleanse myself with nihilistic soap. I'll bet on a horse only if he is Trojan. & I'll jump naked in the December ocean. & when I'm sad, I write the songs.
I'm talking to the trees & looking like a cool August breeze. There is no Spring in my disease Or no world as far as I can see. I'll be your swan if you will be my Leda. You can eat my words if there's nothing else to feed ya. When I'm sad, I write the songs.
I'll write the manifesto to your revolution dream. I'll be the pesto in your pizza supreme. I might call you Bubbles 'til it makes you scream. I'll suck the nectar from your nectarine, baby.
I'm a candle short of wick. I'll always find a way to talk about my dick. But right now, I'm drunk & I am broke. There is no punch line when I tell a joke. I'll bet on a horse only if he is Trojan. & I'll jump naked in the December ocean. When I'm sad -- Lord, when I feel bad, I write the songs.
These songs are all by the band PopCanon
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Post by Kamikaze Parrot on Nov 11, 2004 12:32:04 GMT -5
"Everything's Okay" can't tell you everything's gonna be okay i wish i could and make your problems go away you always dis me on your phone, but i don't even care you sit on your sofa, watch tv while i stare i knew you couldn't make me go away we'll beat your boss up and say fat guy get the fuck out of my house now you go out with all your friends, and you'll hang out at the mall we'll go play pinball, and hopefully you will let me drive your car now don't think that your money's gone i'll save some with you when i have some we can hang out cheap and eat ramen friendship first should be your motto can't tell you everything's gonna be okay i wish i could and make your problems go away neat lyrics love
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Post by S*P*A*Z*T*A*S*T*I*C*A*L on Nov 11, 2004 12:35:29 GMT -5
neat lyrics love
Thanx Sanna
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Post by 56combatboots on Aug 7, 2006 9:36:20 GMT -5
whatever song that mocks britney spears's oops i did it again song.
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