PastaJoe

I’ll be rooting for Baltimore next week. I love seeing Rodgers choke.

Raindrops keep falling on my head But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red Crying's not for me 'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining Because I'm free Nothing's worrying me

Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed With the echoes from the amplifiers ringin' in your head You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said Here I am, on a road again There I am, up on the stage Here I go, playing star again There I go, turn the page

Doctor, doctor, give me the news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you

Cuddle up baby Cuddle up tight Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night

Well, we all have a face That we hide away forever And we take them out And show ourselves When everyone has gone Some are satin, some are steel Some are silk, and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on

Those times I waited for you seem so long ago I wanted you far too much to ever let you go You know you never got my "I feel it too's" And I guess I never could stand to lose It's such a pity to say Goodbye to you Goodbye to you

I'll say goodbye to love No one ever cared if I should live or die Time and time again the chance for love has passed me by And all I know of love Is how to live without it I just can't seem to find it

I think back, your love was like a sun Don't remember no dark days, I just remember the warm warm fun Further on down the road baby, you will accompany me If we fools in life, oh woman a happy fool I'd rather be

He's free as the breeze He's always at ease He lives in the jungle And hangs by his knees As he swings through trees Without a trapeeze In his BVD's Ah, hoo

Deep in the jungle where the mighty tiger lies Bill and his elephants were taken by surprise So Captain Marvel zapped him right between the eyes All the children sing Hey, Bungalow Bill What did you kill, Bungalow Bill? Hey, Bungalow Bill What did you kill, Bungalow Bill?

All I got to say is that I must be dreaming, can't be real You're not here with me, see, but I can feel you near to me (near) I caress you, let you taste a, just so blissful listen I would give you anything, baby, just make my dream come true Oh, baby, you give me butterflies

2 games is ridiculous. I could see a large fine, but the real guilty party is the Lions management for not having proper security. And the heckler should be banned.

But it was only fantasy The wall was too high, as you can see No matter how he tried, he could not break free And the worms ate into his brain