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Don't you try and pretend It's my feeling we'll win in the end I won't harm you or touch your defenses Vanity and security, ah Don't you forget about me I'll be alone, dancing, you know it, baby Going to take you apart I'll put us back together at heart, baby

Early one morning, the sun was shining I was laying in bed Wondering if she'd changed it all If her hair was still red Her folks, they said, our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough And I was standing on the side of the road Rain falling on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through Tangled up in blue

How his naked ears were tortured By the sirens sweetly singing For the sparkling waves are calling you To touch their white laced lips And you see a girl’s brown body Dancing through the turquoise And her footprints make you follow Where the sky loves the sea And when your fingers find her She drowns you in her body Carving deep blue ripples In the tissues of your mind

I see the lonely road that leads so far away I see the distant lights that left behind the day But what I see is so much more than I can say And I see you in midnight blue

When OJ had his 2003 yard season I cut out and pasted in a notebook each week’s Bills stories from the Courier Express and Buffalo News. Will there be a moment of silence or an OJ patch on the jersey?

Good mornin', starshine The Earth says, "Hello" You twinkle above us We twinkle below Good mornin', starshine You lead us along My love and me as we singing Our early mornin' singin' song

This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup And ride that highway in the sky

Hey you out there on your own Sitting naked by the phone Would you touch me? Hey you with you ear against the wall Waiting for someone to call out Would you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? Open your heart, I'm coming home 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

Yeah, yeah, ah, yeah I live my life like there's no tomorrow And all I've got, I had to steal Least I don't need to beg or borrow Yes I'm livin' at a pace that kills Ooh, yeah (Ahh) Runnin' with the Devil (Ahh-hah, yeah) (Woo-hoo-oo) Runnin' with the Devil Yes I'm, yeah, hoo

She is insufferable with her constant yelling. Someone needs to explain to her what a microphone does.

It was nothing at all Like anything I had felt before And it was nothing at all Like I thought no it's so much more No one else has ever made Me feel this way When I asked you how you did it You just say It was nothing at all

Most of the match outcomes were predictable which made it underwhelming. It would have been much more interesting if Cody had lost.

I've been alive forever And I wrote the very first song I put the words and the melodies together I am music And I write the songs I write the songs that make the whole world sing I write the songs of love and special things I write the songs that make the young girls cry I write the songs, I write the songs

New York, New York, a helluva town. The Bronx is up, but the Battery's down. The people ride in a hole in the groun'. New York, New York, it's a helluva town!!

WITH THE 72ND PICK IN THE 2024 NFL DRAFT, THE NEW YORK JETS SELECT: Calen Bullock Safety USC With the Giants just taking the safety the Jets had targeted, it’s imperative to take another before a run starts. This fills a primary need for the Jets as they try to contain the Bills and Dolphins diverse potent offenses.

Walk along the river, sweet lullaby It just keep on flowing They don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no Don't fly mister blue bird I'm just walking down the road Early morning sunshine tell me all I need to know You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day Lord, you know it makes me high When you turn your love my way Turn your love my way, yeah

The Eastern world, it is explodin' Violence flarin', bullets loadin' You're old enough to kill but not for votin' You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'? And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin' But you tell me Over and over and over again, my friend How you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction

There's something happening here But what it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop Children, what's that sound? Everybody look, what's going down?

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection Send my credentials to the house of detention I got some friends inside The face in the mirror won't stop The girl in the window won't drop A feast of friends, alive she cried Waitin' for me Outside

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

Midnight creeps so slowly into hearts of men Who need more than they get Daylight deals a bad hand to a woman Who has laid too many bets The mirror stares you in the face and says "Baby, uh, uh, it don't work" You say your prayers though you don't care You dance and shake the hat Dance, Boogie Wonderland, hey, hey Dance, Boogie Wonderland

And this time I know it's for real The feelings that I feel I know if I put my mind to it I know that I really can do it I got my mind set on you (Set on you) I got my mind set on you (Set on you)

But they aren’t realistic picks. The Bills don’t have the draft capital to move that high.

That’s a stretch to think a rookie they can realistically pick will come in and immediately be impactful enough to garner similar coverage.

But many of those TDs to others were possible in part because Diggs drew the top cover guys to him.