PastaJoe

So true, funny how it seems Always in time, but never in line for dreams Head over heels when toe to toe This is the sound of my soul This is the sound

Conjunction Junction, what's your function? Hooking up words and phrases and clauses. Conjunction Junction, how's that function? I got three favorite cars That get most of my job done. Conjunction Junction, what's their function? I got "and", "but", and "or", They'll get you pretty far.

I’ve been to NYC a few times. The last couple we drove to Poughkeepsie and took the train into the city and stayed at a hotel on Times Square. I like walking around and exploring. Central Park, the museums, Bronx Zoo, Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, Intrepid aircraft carrier, 9/11 memorial, Steven Colbert show, and just sitting in Times Square people watching. We went to the library by Bryant Park and we’re able to look up ancestry records. I found an ancestor with my same name going back to 1700’s Poland. There’s always something new to find every time we go.

I'm looking at myself reflections of my mind It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind So gently swaying through the fairyland of love If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of Tuesday afternoon Tuesday afternoon

Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world

She's a very special girl (the kind of girl you want around) From her head down to her toenails (down to her feet, yeah) And she'll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriends In a limousine (long and black and shiny, now) Three's not a crowd to her, she said (ménage à trois, oh my God) "Room 714, I'll be waiting" When I get there she's got incense, wine and candles It's such a freaky scene

Strollin' in the park, watching winter turn to spring Walkin' in the dark, seein' lovers do their thing, ooh That's the time I feel like making love to you That's the time I feel like making dreams come true, oh baby

It's my life It's now or never But I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said, "I did it my way" I just want to live while I'm alive It's my life

So many nights I'd sit by my window Waiting for someone to sing me his song So many dreams I kept deep inside me Alone in the dark, but now you've come along And you light up my life You give me hope to carry on You light up my days And fill my nights with song

My wife drove through that area the day before. Fortunately got home before the weather hit.

Cop's on the corner, look he's starting to write Well, I don't need no ticket so I screamed out of sight Drove so fast that my eyes can't see Look in the mirror, is he still following me? Let it roll down the highway Let it roll down the highway Roll, roll

I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station I don't care where it goes Gonna climb me a mountain, the highest mountain Jump off, nobody gonna know Can't you see oh can't you see What that woman, she been doin' to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman lord been doin' to me

I don't feel you anymore You darken my door Whatever you're looking for Hey, don't come around here no more

Red lips hair and fingernails I hear your a mean old jezabel Lets go up stairs and read my tarot cards Stay with me Stay with me For tonight you better stay with me

Sometimes I feel I've got to run away I've got to get away From the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share seems to go nowhere And I've lost my life For I toss and turn, I can't sleep at night

I'm not content to be with you in the day time Girl, I want to be with you all of the time The only time I feel alright is by your side Girl, I want to be with you all of the time All day and all of the night All day and all of the night

I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a bad yen And I had quite a ball When I was young

My dog bit me on the leg today My cat clawed my eyes (Nice guy) Ma's been thrown out of the social circle And dad has to hide I went to church incognito When everybody rose, the Reverend Smith He, he recognized me And punched me in the nose, he said No more Mister Nice Guy No more Mister Clean No more Mister Nice Guy He said you're sick, you're obscene

A place where there's just loneliness Where dim lights bring forgetfulness Where broken dreams and mem'ries meet Where's this place called lonely street?

If I could fly I'd pick you up I'd take you into the night And show you a love Like you've never seen, ever seen

I have to believe that Rock didn’t know it’s a medical issue. I don’t think he’d joke about it if he did. I didn’t know, I just thought she had it short for a movie role.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine

I had a job in the great north woods Working as a cook for a spell But I never did like it all that much And one day the axe just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I's lucky for to be employed Working for a while on a fishing boat Right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone The past was close behind I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind and I just grew Tangled up in blue

A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life Somewhere, a queen is weeping Somewhere, a king has no wife And the wind, it cries, "Mary"

Maybe someday, saved by zero I'll be more together Stretched by fewer thoughts that leave me Chasing after my dreams, disown me, loaded with danger So maybe I'll win (saved by zero) Maybe I'll win (saved by zero)