PastaJoe

I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation And the only explanation I can find Is the love that I've found, ever since you've been around Your love's put me at the top of the world

So now I come to you With open arms Nothing to hide Believe what I say So here I am With open arms Hoping you'll see What your love means to me Open arms

Woke up this morning, what did I see? A big black cloud hanging over me I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead The news was so bad that I fell out of bed There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike Got to be a Superman to survive Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills I'm such a wreck but I'm staying alive

I don't care ha! about your past I just want ho! our love to last Dee I don't care darlin' about your faults huh I just want to satisfy your pulse Oh When you kiss me When you mess me Hold my hand Make me understand I break out, in a cold sweat

Get on your feet Get up and make it happen Get on your feet Stand up and take some action Get on your feet Don't stop before it's over Get on your feet The weight is off your shoulder

Let the good times roll Let them knock you around Let the good times roll Let them make you a clown Let them leave you up in the air Let them brush your rock and roll hair Let the good times roll Let the good times roll-oll Let the (good times roll)

Flyin' me back to Memphis Gotta find my Daisy Jane Well the summer's gone And I hope she's feelin' the same

So hard to find my way Now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day My, how you have grown Cast my memory back there, Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout it Making love in the green grass Behind the stadium with you My brown-eyed girl You, my brown-eyed girl

Outta sight, buy your kicks from the man in the white Feels all right, powder pleasure in your nose tonight See the men paint their faces and cry (Like some girls) Like some girl, it makes you wonder why City life, sure its cool, but it cuts like a knife, it's your life So forget all that you see It's not reality, it's just a fantasy Can't you see what this crazy life is doin' to me? Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life?

Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich man's world Aha All the things I could do If I had a little money It's a rich man's world

Don’t like that, bad snap in wet weather could screw up FG.

Wondering if the rain is going to mean more tries on 4th down for both teams instead of kicking FGs from beyond 30 yards.

I wake up every mornin', I stumble out of bed Stretchin' and yawnin', another day ahead It seems to last forever and time goes slowly by Till babe and me's together, then it starts to fly

To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow And to run where the brave dare not go

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign Life is demanding without understanding I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign No one's gonna drag you up To get into the light where you belong But where do you belong?

And it will probably stay in his hands.

Home from college for the summer I worked as a Pinkerton security guard. Had to wear the whole uniform including a badge and hat. But they didn’t have pants long enough so mine were 2 inches too short. My mom let out the cuffs but they still looked bad. Assignments included crowd control at outdoor concerts to sitting in my dad’s car guarding an abandoned building all night so it wasn’t vandalized. Another summer I was a security guard at Magnavox covering 3 buildings from 10pm to 8am four times a week. I had to carry a clock with me, and at various stations throughout the buildings there were keys I’d turn in the clock to record that I was there to prove I was patrolling.

Meeting you with a view to a kill Face to faces, secret places, feel the chill

No more speed, I'm almost there Gotta keep cool, now gotta take care Last car to pass, here I go And the line of cars go down real slow, woah And the radio played that forgotten song Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong" And the newsman sang his same song Oh, one more radar lover gone

Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream, see her waters rise Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies Find me in my field of grass, Mother Nature's son Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun

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So far away Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore? It would be so fine to see your face at my door Doesn't help to know You're just time away

They actually have some nice restaurants there. And the buffet was really good but I haven’t been there since the pandemic. Plus they have the Caesar’s sports book to watch games.