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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand? Hey Joe, I said, where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Oh I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man, yeah

My sisters and I Have one wish before we die And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession Tea in the Sahara with you Tea in the Sahara with you

Just an old fashioned love song Coming down in three part harmony Just an old fashioned love song One I'm sure they wrote for you and me

You got me runnin', goin' out of my mind You got me thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time Don't bring me down No, no, no, no, no Ooh-ooh-hoo I'll tell you once more before I get off the floor Don't bring me down

Well, I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date My boss says, no dice, son, you gotta work late Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Down around the corner Half a mile from here You see them long trains runnin' And you watch them disappear Without love Where would you be now? Without love

We can only grow the way the wind blows On a bare and weathered shore We can only bow to the here and now In our elemental war

Well the midnight headlights blind you on a rainy night Steep grade up ahead, slow me down, makin' no time, But I got to keep rollin' Those windshield wipers slappin' out a tempo, Keepin' perfect rhythm with the song on the radio, But I got to keep rollin' Ooh, I'm drivin' my life away, lookin' for a better way for me Ooh, I'm drivin' my life away, lookin' for a sunny day

I'm in love with my car Got a feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy-racer rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Welcome to the Grand illusion Come on in and see what's happening Pay the price, get your tickets for the show The stage is set, the band starts playing Suddenly your heart is pounding Wishing secretly you were a star

Winter is here again, oh lord Haven't been home in a year or more I hope she holds on a little longer Sent a letter on a long summer day Made of silver, not of clay I've been runnin' down this dusty road Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin' I don't know where I'll be tomorrow Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin'

Watched the first couple episodes of Reacher on Amazon Prime. If you have read any of the Reacher books by Lee Child (and there are a ton of them), the series does a pretty good job of capturing the overall feel/vibe of the character...loner, complicated past, always comes out on top, etc. If you know the books, then you know that while the Tom Cruise movies were decent entertainment, the character he was playing was NOT the Jack Reacher. Cruise is 5' 6" with heals and maybe 150 lbs. Reacher is 6'5", 240lbs and a menacing dude. This series, for the most part, at least gets that part right. I was hoping the actor would be a bit more brooding and weathered and a little less handsome and chiselled, but after 2 episodes it's working for me. One note - if you are a fan of the books, then you know that the stories often rely on wild leaps of faith, impossible coincidences, and a general suspension of logic, all of which are present in the series. It makes Jack Ryan look positively by-the-book. But it works! The books are well-written, pulpy fun, and so far so is the series.

don't worry be happy now don't worry be happy don't worry be happy don't worry be happy don't worry be happy ain't got no place to lay your head, somebody came and took your bed, don't worry, be happy

Oh what a beautiful morning, Oh what a beautiful day, I've got a wonderful feeling, Everything's going my way.

One of these nights One of these crazy old nights We're gonna find out pretty mama What turns on your lights The full moon is calling The fever is high And the wicked wind whispers and moans You got your demons you got desires Well I got a few of my own

1. You've been a fan since - 1970 when I moved to the Buffalo area as a young 6 year old 2. Your first Bills memory - First Bills game in person. 1972 vs the 49ers at the Rockpile. I recall having endzone seats, that it was raining, and that the Bills won 3. One of your favorite Bills memories - Two, actually. The Comeback Game - I actually missed the first half for some BS family lunch nonsense, was driving home listening on the radio when the Oilers scored on the pick 6 early in the 3rd quarter, then got home and turned on the TV to watch to comeback. Second was this season - first game seeing them live in Orchard Park since 1974 (the year before we moved away), and enjoyed it with my daughter. 4. Your favorite player of all time and your favorite player currently - All time - Andre Reed, Current - Josh Allen (ask me again in a few years and he may be my all time favorite too) 5. Some of you guys have some awesome forum names. What does your forum name say about you? - My forum name is an unimaginative bore, chosen in a hurry when creating my login. So I guess it says that I too am an unimaginative bore.

How are ya fixed for moonlight? How are ya fixed for stars? How are you fixed for kissin'? While we listen to soft guitars?

Ah, the Combine. The last and definitive word on NFL potential.

If I've been hard on you I never chose to be I never wanted no one else I tried my best to be somebody you'd be close to Hand in hand like lovers are supposed to

Where's all my soul sistas? Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge Struttin' her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?" Oh, uh-huh

Can't you see what this crazy life is doin' to me? Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life? Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life?

Is this the world we created? We made it on our own Is this the world we devastated Right to the bone? If there's a God in the sky, looking down What can he think of what we've done To the world that he created?

Gypsies, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down

Can you imagine when this race is won? Turn our golden the faces into the sun Praising our leaders, we're getting in tune The music's played by the, the madman Forever young I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever? Forever, and ever

Give a little bit Give a little bit of your love to me Give a little bit I'll give a little bit of my love to you There's so much that we need to share So send a smile and show you care