Wednesday, 11 November 2009


I don't like to fear
I don't like to play
You know
I never feel
games...
I don't like to fear
You know
You know I never feel
games...

It all comes to you
my life turns off
and you over there
to stay on the floor
follen and sick
still over there...
my life turns off
and you didn't know

All thought for you
my life turns off
and you over there
waiting to be...
Like a slow drip...
dripping in my brain

Mary

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Saturday, 7 November 2009


I'm so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long

Just. .

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman

From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman

[INSTRUMENTAL]

So don't you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman

For this is the beginning of forever and ever

Its time to move over... ...

Erika
 
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Friday, 2 October 2009


People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Street are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Street are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name

When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange


Erika

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Wednesday, 30 September 2009


Sometimes a wind blows
and you and I
float in love
and kiss forever in a darkness
and the mysteries of love come clear
and dance in light
in you, in me
and show that we are love

Mary

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Monday, 21 September 2009


It doesn't have to be this complicated or is it just me?

I cherish you it's true, and this love I value
if it's not meant to be, I'll blow to destiny and settle for friends
looking to the left, turning to the right
my life is full of no regrets, I'll settle, I'll settle for friends

Friends, I'll settle for friends
all I want is to be your friend
friends, we can be friends
all I want is to be your friend

You tell me you're not ready but I'm precious
you don't want to start something you can't finish
sometimes we're blinded by desire
what you want, not what you need
then it's too late to make ends meet

Friends, we can be friends
all I want is to be your friend
friends, I'll settle for friends
all I want is to be your friend

Friends, I'll settle for friends
all I want is to be your friend
friends, we can be friends
all I want is to be your friend
your friend, your friend
your friend, your friend
your friend
your friend

Mary

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Sunday, 20 September 2009


The tax mans taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I cant sail my yacht,
Hes taken everything Ive got,
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

My girlfriends run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now Im sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Jorjethe

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Friday, 18 September 2009


Hit it!
This ain't no disco
It ain't no country club either
This is LA!

"All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die,"
Says the man next to me out of nowhere
It's apropos
Of nothing
He says his name's William but I'm sure,
He's Bill or Billy or Mac or Buddy
And he's plain ugly to me
And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole
life
We are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday
In a bar that faces a giant car wash
The good people of the world are washing their cars
On their lunch break, hosing and scrubbing
As best they can in skirts in suits

They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks
Back to the phone company, the record store too
Well, they're nothing like Billy and me, cause

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I'm not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard

I like a good beer buzz early in the morning
And Billy likes to peel the labels
From his bottles of Bud
He shreds them on the bar
Then he lights every match in an oversized pack
Letting each one burn down to his thick fingers
before blowing and cursing them out
And he's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on
the floor

And a happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously close to one another
The bartender looks up from his want ads

Chorus

Otherwise the bar is ours,
The day and the night and the car wash too
The matches and the Buds and the clean and dirty
cars
The sun and the moon but

Erika

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