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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

Hang on, help is on its way I'll be there as fast as I can "Hang on", a tiny voice did say From somewhere deep inside the inner man

And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying Are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad world, mad world

I thought I was okay alone Wait for the postman and the telephone Lost in a world of my own I thought I could run alone Thought I could run through the night alone

Well I heard it on the street I heard you mighta found somebody new, yeah Well who is he baby, who is he And tell me what he means to you, oh yeah

She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman that I ever seen She had the sightless eyes, telling me no lies Knocking me out with those American thighs

Well, I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me They call me the workin' man

Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'

Time It needs time To win back your love again I will be there I will be there

I strip away the old debris That hides a shining car A brilliant red Barchetta From a better vanished time We fire up the willing engine Responding with a roar Tires spitting gravel I commit my weekly crime

Time won't flow, everyone knows When the pain fades away And dreams won't die, with tears in our eyes You've got to hold your head up high... Hold your head up high... Hold your head up high...

This diamond ring doesn't shine for me anymore And this diamond ring doesn't mean what it meant before So if you've got someone whose love is true Let it shine for you

And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills Oh those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of her skills

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite Looking forward to a little afternoon delight Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting Sky rockets in flight Afternoon delight Afternoon delight Afternoon delight