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3.28.2003

Angie Baby
sung by Helen Reddy

YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE IN THE SONGS YOU HEAR
ON THE ROCK & ROLL RADIO
AND WHEN A YOUNG GIRL DOESN'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS
THAT'S A REALLY NICE PLACE TO GO
FOLKS HOPIN' YOU'D TURN OUT COOL
BUT THEY HAD TO TAKE YOU OUTA SCHOOL
YOU'RE A LITTLE TOUCHED YOU KNOW, ANGIE BABY

LOVERS APPEAR IN YOUR ROOM EACH NIGHT
AND THEY WHIRL YOU 'CROSS THE FLOOR
BUT THEY ALWAYS SEEM TO FADE AWAY
WHEN YOUR DADDY TAPS ON YOUR DOOR
"ANGIE GIRL, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?
TELL THE RADIO GOOD NIGHT."
ALL ALONE ONCE MORE, ANGIE BABY

ANGIE BABY, YOU'RE A SPECIAL LADY
LIVIN' IN A WORLD OF MAKE BELIEVE ... WELL, MAYBE


STOPPIN' AT HER HOUSE IS A NEIGHBOR BOY
WITH EVIL ON HIS MIND
'CAUSE HE'S BEEN PEEKIN' IN ANGIE'S ROOM
EVERY NIGHT THROUGH THE WINDOW BLIND
"I SEE YOUR FOLKS HAVE GONE AWAY,
WOULD YOU DANCE WITH ME TODAY?
I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO HAVE A GOOD TIME, ANGIE BABY"

WHEN HE WALKS IN HER ROOM, HE FEELS CONFUSED
LIKE HE WALKED INTO A PLAY
AND THE MUSIC'S SO LOUD IT SPINS HIM AROUND
'TIL HIS SOUL HAS LOST IT'S WAY
AND AS SHE TURNS THE VOLUME DOWN
HE'S GETTING SMALLER WITH THE SOUND
IT SEEMS TO PULL HIM OFF THE GROUND
TOWARD THE RADIO HE'S BOUND, NEVER TO BE FOUND

WELL THE HEADLINE READS THAT A BOY DISAPPEARED
AND EVERYONE THINKS HE DIED
'CEPT A CRAZY GIRL WITH A SECRET LOVER
WHO KEEPS HER SATISFIED
IT'S SO NICE TO BE INSANE, NO ONE ASKS YOU TO EXPLAIN
RADIO BY YOUR SIDE, ANGIE BABY

ANGIE BABY, YOU'RE A SPECIAL LADY
LIVIN' IN A WORLD OF MAKE BELIEVE ... WELL, MAYBE

ANGIE BABY, YOU'RE A SPECIAL LADY
LIVIN' IN A WORLD OF MAKE BELIEVE ... WELL, MAYBE

3.27.2003

Nathaniel Merriweather
Sex (I'm a)

Dan, I need you now
Ah... okay, Mike, okay... come on!/Can you make me come?

Feel the fire
Feel my love inside you so bright
There's a/the sound
And a/the smell of love on my mind
I'm a toy
Come and play with me, say work/the word now
Wrap your legs
Around me, ride me tonight

Sex... sex... sex... sex...

I'm a man - I'm a godess
I'm a man - I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a blue movie
I'm a man - I'm a bitch
I'm a man - I'm a geisha
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
I'm a man - and we'll make love together

Why does a man go to a hooker?
First of all, because
He quite often is not all that happy and sexual satisfied at home
His wife won't perform
All the activities that he has in mind
And, most of all, oral sex is a taboo
The woman would say: "What do you think I am?
A whore? I don't want to do that!"

Slip and slide
Anyway/In your wet you like to feel the blood/play flow
Not too fast
Don't be slow, my love's in your hands

I'm a man - I'm a boy
I'm a man - I'm your mother
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - Am I bi?
I'm a man - I'm your slave
I'm a man - I'm a little girl
I'm a man - and we'll make love together

Most man who come to a hooker, say
"My wife... ay, my wife... is she dead in bed?
She's frigid! Cold as a starfish!"
And I take off their pants and their underpants
There's nothing more ridiculous than a guy with his partysocks on
He dives into the bedroom
And he says: "Do me! Suck it!"

Skin to skin
Oh, oh... oh, honey, hold tight
Come inside
It's a passion play just for you
Let's get lost
In a magic place, all alone now
Yeah... Drink your fill
From my fountain of love, wet your lips

I'm a man - I'm a teaser
I'm a man - I'm a virgin
I'm a man - I'm a one night stand
I'm a man - I'm a drug
I'm a man - I'm your slave
I'm a man - I'm a dream to find/divine
I'm a man - and we'll make love together
I'm a man - I'm a godess
I'm a man - I'm a hooker
I'm a man - I'm a blue movie
I'm a man - I'm a slut
I'm a man - Well, I'm your babe
I'm a man - I'm a dream to find/divine
I'm a man - and we'll make love together

And we'll make love together (4x)

Oh, you fuckin' piece of shit...
Oh... fuck me... yes...
One little, two little, three little indians
Set a little fire... aah...
Suck, suck... suck, fuck... fuck!...
SUck it! SUck it! SUck it!!
No!...

3.21.2003

Joni Mitchell
from the album Blue
song All I Want

I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Traveling, traveling, traveling
Looking for something, what can it be
Oh I hate you some, I hate you some
I love you some
Oh I love you when I forget about me
I want to be strong I want to laugh along
I want to belong to the living
Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive
I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive
Do you want - do you want - do you want
To dance with me baby
Do you want to take a chance
On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby
Well, come on

All I really really want our love to do
Is to bring out the best in me and in you too
All I really really want our love to do
Is to bring out the best in me and in you
I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you
I want to renew you again and again
Applause, applause - life is our cause
When I think of your kisses
My mind see-saws
Do you see - do you see - do you see
How you hurt me baby
So I hurt you too
Then we both get so blue

I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Looking for the key to set me free
Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling
It's the unraveling
And it undoes all the joy that could be
I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun
I want to be the one that you want to see
I want to knit you a sweater
Want to write you a love letter
I want to make you feel better
I want to make you feel free
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm,
Want to make you feel free
I want to make you feel free

3.17.2003

umm, yes.

it's me. cammie. yes it's me hiding behind the song lyrics. well, i was such an extrovert there for awhile. whew. what a ride. the highs. my natural highs. mania is not so fun. no it's not fun like coke-a-cola or caffeine. nope. it's a drag. i was manic for many many months after the break-up--after i had to change my dream of marrying chris ernst. yup.

reality is going good. single life is good. i take pilates lessons with a friend. i'm dating. dating is nice. it was hard to get into the swing of it while being manic. yeah... i'm writing and it's satisfying with potential for monetary rewards.

umm, yeah... well so. i'm going to hide behind the song lyrics again. thank-you all for writing me. oh! one little thing. do me a favour. just one little favour. the next book you read, make it an old fashioned girl by alcott. and let's talk about it sometime.

god bless.
cammie

ps. satan loves you.

3.16.2003

Band Hooverphonic
Song Inhaler  
                                                                     
Water falling down a hundred meters
Coloured by the sun
In rainbow colors
Paul is driving me around
Through fields of light
Blinded by the sun
Fight the clouds
Be an inhaler
Have no doubts

Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another...

Water falling down a hundred meters
Coloured by the sun
In rainbow colors
Paul is driving me around
Through fields of light
Blinded by the sun
Fight the clouds
Be an inhaler
Have no doubts

Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another...

As I was saying, stereo is full of surprises
A new stereophonic sound spectacular
A new stereophonic sound spectacular

We’re able to tell, in an instant, where a particular sound is coming from
A new stereophonic sound spectacular X5
As I was saying, stereo is full of surprises


3.14.2003

the Obvious Child
by Paul Simon
from the Rhythm of the Saints

I'm accustomed to a smooth ride
Or maybe I'm a dog who's lost its bite
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don't expect to sleep through the night
Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie
But I say why
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?

And in remembering a road sign
I am remembering a girl when I was young
And we said These songs are true
These days are ours
These tears are free
And hey
The cross is in the ballpark
The cross is in the ballpark

We had a lot of fun
We had a lot of money
We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny
Sonny gets married and moves away
Sonny has a baby and bills to pay
Sonny gets sunnier
Day by day by day by day

I've been waking up at sunrise
I've been following the light across my room
I watch the night receive the room of my day
Some people say the sky is just the sky
But I say
Why deny the obvious child?
Why deny the obvious child?

Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down from the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hand through his thinning brown hair

Well I'm accustomed to a smoother ride
Maybe I'm a dog that's lost his bite
I don't expect to be treated like a fool no more
I don't expect to sleep the night
Some people say a lie is just a lie
But I say the cross is in the ballpark
Why deny the obvious child?

3.09.2003

bonnie 'prince' billy
may it always be
from the album ease down the road

I’ve been with you for a fairly long time / may I call you, may I call you, may I call you mine? and you, unknown, have been with with me/ may it always, may it always, may it always be // please don’t leave my side / remember I love you / none of what I have done wrong / was really done against you / if you love me, and I’m weak / then weaker you must love me more / to re-enforce what’s also strong / and all the love we have in store // by example you show me livings all right / stay here with me, stay here with me, stay here with me tonight / and come with me when I go into the bedroom / and we’ll play bride, and we’ll play bride, and we’ll play bride and groom // if you had not been born you know / what would I, what would I be then? I would not have strength to grow / and be counted and be counted among men / / please don’t leave my side I love you / none of what I have done wrong / was done wrong against you / if you love me, and I’m weak / then weaker you must love me more / to re-enforce what’s also strong / and all the love we have in store / / in the morning we’ll wrestle / and ruin our stomach with coffee / won’t we be, won’t we be, won’t we be happy / and we will rise in anger, love. and ardor / shining shining sparkling shining / shimmering in love’s armor

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