PastaJoe

And whatever happened To Tuesday and so slow? Going down the old mine with a Transistor radio Standing in the sunlight laughing Hiding 'hind a rainbow's wall Slipping and sliding All along the waterfall with you My brown-eyed girl You, my brown-eyed girl Do you remember when we used to sing? Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da Just like that Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-da

Old man, look at my life Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two

Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music 'til her brew was done Dark lady played black magic 'til the clock struck on the 12 She told me more about me than I knew myself

My dad was a CPO in the Naval Air Reserve. Served over 30 years until he reached retirement. I think he enjoyed getting a weekend away from the family every month, and the two weeks annual active duty. Was a crew chief maintaining P3 Orion anti-sub planes.

Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow This land fed a nation this land made me so proud And son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow

It’s on Sirius XM channel 803.

Well, I've got a brand new pair of roller skates You got a brand new key I think that we should get together And try them on to see

I called it. 😡

Will we get a penalty in the end zone? 😬

Spencer Brown in medical tent.

So you’re saying they’re going to play bad. 🤔

Ugh, a national game and they’re wearing their red pajamas. 🤢

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)

A lady that I know just came from Columbia She smiled because I did not understand Then she held out some marijuana ha-ha She said it was the best in all the land And I said: No no no no, I don't smoke it no more I'm tired of waking up on the floor No, thank you, please, It only makes me sneeze And then it makes it hard to find the door

So you think your schooling is phoney I guess it's hard not to agree You say, "It all depends on money And who is in your family tree" Right (right), you're bloody well right You got a bloody right to say Right, you're bloody well right You know, you got a right to say

In the middle of the road you see the darndest things Like fat guys driving 'round in jeeps through the city Wearing big diamond rings and silk suits Past corrugated tin shacks full up with kids And man, I don't mean a Hampstead nursery But when you own a big chunk of the bloody Third World The babies just come with the scenery

Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home My baby, just-a wrote me a letter

Some girls give me money, some girls buy me clothes Some girls give me jewelry, that I never thought I'd own Some girls give me diamonds, some girls, heart attacks Some girls I give all my bread to, I don't ever want it back

Slapshot; my dad took me to see it when I was a young teen. After the nude scenes he said to me, “Don’t tell your mom”.

Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music, white boy Lay down that boogie And play that funky music 'til you die

Don't go breaking my heart I couldn't if I tried Honey if I get restless Baby you're not that kind Don't go breaking my heart You take the weight off of me Honey when you knock on my door Ooh, I gave you my key

Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come Won't you come

All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Well, uh, outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl, hey

Obviously the offense is going to have to win the game, which may be the case all season.

Yours was the kiss that awoke my heart There lingers still, though we're far apart That taste of honey Tasting much sweeter than wine