You think? I bet it has a lot to do with the open border, murder by illegal aliens and woke bullshit. |
Bet we do little shit.
You libtards fight dirty you fucking lose. Dumb shit. |
Pour Some Sugar On Me ~ DEF LEPPARD
only registered users can see external links Love is like a (bomb) (Bomb) (Bomb) Love is like a (bomb) (I'm hot) Love is like a bomb baby c'mon get it on Livin' like a lover with a radar phone Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp Demolition woman, can I be your man? (Your man) Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light Television lover, baby, go all night Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Little miss ah INNOCENT sugar me, yeah, yeah So c'mon, take a bottle, shake it up Break the bubble, break it up Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Ooh I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet, yeah Listen, red light, yellow light, green-a-light go Crazy little woman in a one man show Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up (loosen up) loosen up You gotta squeeze a little, tease a little please a little more Easy operator come a knockin' on my door Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah, yeah Give a little more, take a bottle, shake it up Break the bubble, break it up Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon and fire me up Pour your sugar on me Oh, I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet From my head to my feet yeah You got the peaches, I got the cream Sweet to taste, saccharine Cause I'm hot, (say what), sticky sweet From my head, (my head) to my feet Do you take sugar? One lump or two? Take a bottle (take a bottle) Shake it up (shake it up) Break the bubble (break it up) Break it up (break it up) Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour some sugar on me C'mon fire me up Pour your sugar on me Ooh I can't get enough Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour some sugar on me Get it, come get it Pour your sugar on me, oh Pour some sugar on me yeah, sugar me |
Amy's Back In Austin ~ LITTLE TEXAS
only registered users can see external links We left Texas on a windy night In a beat-up Chevy van We loaded it up with our INNOCENT dreams And all the love we had We didn't know then how hard it was Livin' on our own I'd find her cryin' late at night Talkin' to the folks back home I wonder what went wrong And where is she now I'd love to know I bet Amy's back in Austin Workin' at the LaZona Rosa Cafe I remember the night we lost it And the day she went away Was it the angry words or did she miss her momma I don't know but it don't feel right I bet Amy's back in Austin And I'm missin' her tonight Workin' ten hours in a West Coast sun Can make the days so long And watchin' the moon crashin' into the ocean Alone sure gets old I remember how sweet it was Where is she now I need to know I bet Amy's back in Austin Workin' at the LaZona Rosa Cafe I remember the night we lost it And the day she went away Was it the angry words or did she miss her momma I don't know but it don't feel right I bet Amy's back in Austin And I'm missin' her tonight Could this desert wind Carry me back again With my heart in my hand Baby, baby I'm missin' you Was it the angry words or did she miss her momma I don't know but it don't feel right I bet Amy's back in Austin And I'm missin' her missin' her tonight Oh I bet Amy's back in Austin I bet Amy's back in Austin I bet Amy's back in Austin I bet Amy's back in Austin I bet Amy's back in Austin I bet Amy's back in Austin |
You talk ignorance here. You fucking tell me what 'woke' means. Many would like to know. Also can you define a girl. Why in hell would you allow a cock in a female bathroom or dressing room? You like to throw a lot of ridiculous shit against the wall and hope it sticks. You are getting pathetic.
Do you not remember defund the police and cumala agreed with it? Do you not remember that both biden and cumala supported men in womens restroom and dressing room. Damn, I would have worn a dress to high school to get in womens dressing room. Too bad that bullshit did not exist then. |
Under Pressure ~ QUEEN (DAVID BOWIE & FREDDIE MERCURY)
only registered users can see external links Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you no man ask for Under pressure that brings a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets Um ba ba be Um ba ba be De day da Ee day da, that's okay It's the terror of knowing What the world is about Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow gets me higher Pressure on people people on streets Day day de mm hm Da da da ba ba Okay Chippin' around - kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours Ee do ba be Ee da ba ba ba Um bo bo Be lap People on streets - ee da de da de People on streets - ee da de da de da de da It's the terror of knowing What this world is about Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow - gets me higher higher high Pressure on people people on streets Turned away from it all like a blind man Sat on a FENCE but it don't work Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn Why why why? Love love love love love Insanity laughs under pressure we're breaking Can't we give ourselves one more chance Why can't we give love that one more chance Why can't we give love give love give love give love Give love give love give love give love give love 'Cause love's such an old fashioned word And love dares you to care for The people on the (People on streets) edge of the night And loves (People on streets) dares you to change our way of Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is ourselves Under pressure Under pressure Pressure |
Signs ~ TESLA
only registered users can see external links And the sign says long hair freaky people need not apply So I put my hair under my hat and I went in to ask him why He said you look like a fine outstanding young man I think you'll do So I took off my hat I said imagine that huh me working for you Signs signs Everywhere there's signs Fucking up the scenery Breaking my mind Do this, don't do that Can't you read the sign And the sign says anybody caught trespassing will be shot on sight So I jumped the FENCE and I yelled at the house, hey! what gives you the right To put up a fence and keep me out or to keep mother nature in If god was here he'd tell it to your face man you're some kind of sinner Signs signs Everywhere there's signs Fucking up the scenery Breaking my mind Do this, don't do that Can't you read the sign Oh say now mister can't you read You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat You can't watch no you can't eat you ain't supposed to be here And the sign says you got to have a membership card to get inside, huh And the sign says everybody welcome come in kneel down and pray But then they passed around a plate at the end of it all And I didn't have a penny to pay So I got me a pen and paper and I made up my own fucking sign I said thank you lord for thinking about me I'm alive and doing fine Signs signs Everywhere there's signs Fucking up the scenery Breaking my mind Do this, don't do that Can't you read the sign Signs signs Everywhere there's signs Fucking up the scenery Breaking my mind Do this, don't do that Can't you read the sign |
He might even move to Hawaii, some libtards thinks that is out of the country. |
YOU THINK? May you all should abandoned the woke bullshit too. Closing the border would also be a good start. Stop defunding the police and helping the criminals would also be another good start. |
Miami, My Amy ~ KEITH WHITLEY
only registered users can see external links Everybody talks about the California 'quakes But the first time I ever felt the earth shake Was in Miami When Amy touched me, oh it shook me I told her I loved her and I wanted to stay But she said "Be sure, and I'll call you in L.A." Even in the taxi I could hear my telephone ring Calling me from Miami, my Amy What took you so long? I thought you'd never call Miami, my Amy Miami, my Amy loves me after all Now Amy just called and said "Please come back" I said "I'm on my way, I ain't even unpacked" "I want you, I love you", that's all she had to say Goodbye L.A. Now once again I'm Miami-bound Can't wait 'til this plane touches down 'Cause I know my Amy will be waitin' At that Miami gate, I can't wait Miami, my Amy What took you so long? I thought you'd never call Miami, my Amy Miami, my Amy loves me after all Miami, my Amy loves me after all |
Cowboy Logic ~ MICHAEL MARTIN MURPHY
only registered users can see external links There's a great American hero, we all look up to When the times are hard and the chips are down He knows just what to do Now a cowboy's got a set of rules that he lives by day to day If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it Before if burns a hole down in them jeans It it's a load, truck it, if it's a punch, duck it If she's a lady, treat her like a queen That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything If it's a job, do it, put your back in to it. 'Cause a little bit of dirt's gonna wash off in the rain If it's a horse, ride it, if it hurts, hide it Dust yourself off and get back on again That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything An old cowboy and a young buckaroo were workin', ridin' fence The old hand was testin' the kid on his skill and common sense He said, "Son, if you seen three men in a pick-up truck Dressed alike from boot to hat Could you tell which one was the real cowboy just from where he sat?" The kid scratched his head awhile and then he said "Well, there ain't no way to know" The old hand grinned and then he said "Kid, you've still got a ways to go The real cowboy's the one in the middle He ain't there just by fate 'Cause first he don't have to drive And then he don't have to mess with the gate" That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything He's got a simple solution to just about anything |
We are going back to TRUMP. --------------------------------------- added after 24 hours He thinks moving to Key West is out of the country. |
Wow, your lover comes cheap. You sound like that piss ass freddy now. How childish. |
Every Breath You Take ~ THE POLICE
only registered users can see external links Every breath you take and every move you make Every bond you break, every step you take I'll be watchin' you Every single day and every word you say Every GAME you play, every night you stay I'll be watchin' you Oh, can't you see You belong to me How my poor heart aches With every step you take Every move you make and every vow you break Every smile you fake, every claim you stake I'll be watchin' you Since you've gone I been lost without a trace I dream at night, I can only see your face I look around but it's you I can't replace I feel so cold and I long for your embrace I keep cryin', baby, baby, please Oh, can't you see You belong to me How my poor heart aches With every step you take Every move you make and every vow you break Every smile you fake, every claim you stake I'll be watchin' you Every move you make, every step you take I'll be watchin' you I'll be watchin' you (Every breath you take, every move you make, every bond you break, every step you take) I'll be watchin' you (Every single day, every word you say, every game you play, every night you stay) I'll be watchin' you (Every move you make, every vow you break, every smile you fake, every claim you stake) I'll be watchin' you (Every single day, every word you say, every game you play, every night you stay) I'll be watchin' you (Every breath you take, every move you make, every bond you break, every step you take) I'll be watchin' you (Every single day, every word you say, every game you play, every night you stay) I'll be watchin' you (Every move you make, every vow you break, every smile you fake, every claim you stake) I'll be watchin' you (Every single day, every word you say, every game you play, every night you stay) I'll be watchin' you |
Unanswered Prayers ~ GARTH BROOKS
only registered users can see external links Just the other night a hometown football GAME My wife and I ran into my old high school flame And as I introduced them the past came back to me And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be She was the one that I'd wanted for all times And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then I'd never ask for anything again Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams And I could tell that time had changed me Inn her eyes too it seemed We tried to talk about the old days There wasn't much we could recall I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all And as she walked away and I looked at my wife And then and there I thankedd the good Lord For the gifts in my life Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered... Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers |
Guitars, Cadillacs ~ DWIGHT YOAKAM
only registered users can see external links Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another LESSON about a naive fool that came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Yes Lord, it's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
I Thought It Was You ~ DOUG STONE
only registered users can see external links I called your name out loud To a stranger yesterday When she turned around I said "I'm sorry" And just walked away From a distance She had that look And for a second or two I thought it was you Took a moment to catch my breath Try to brace myself Still don't have a clue On how to leave your memory behind After all this time I hear there's one special love in each life And I must look like a fool I thought it was you I still drive by your house Taking trips down memory lane We had our FUTURE worked out At least we did on that old porch swing Today in my rear view mirror I saw an old Malibu Girl I thought it was you Took a moment to catch my breath Try to brace myself Still don't have a clue On how to leave your memory behind After all this time I hear there's one special love in each life. And I must look like a fool I thought it was you Am I really a fool? I thought it was you I thought it was you Why couldn't it be you? |
Fly Like An Eagle ~ STEVE MILLER BAND
only registered users can see external links Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the FUTURE Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future I wanna fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Oh, Lord, through the revolution Feed the babies Who don't have enough to eat Shoe the children With no shoes on their feet House the people Livin' in the street Oh-oh, there's a solution I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Right through the revolution Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Do do, do-do, do do, do-do, do do, do-do Do do, do-do, do do, do-do, do do, do-do Do do, do-do, do do, do-do I want to fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me I want to fly like an eagle 'Til I'm free Right through the revolution Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Tick tock tick, do, do, do-do Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' Into the future |
Trump won twice now libtard. Biden cannot do that. Landslide in the last election, guess woke is just bullshit. |
Wow, it is not misspelled (my preference to spell it is that way). I wonder do you attack a girl for spelling her name sherri instead of sherry. The one I want has a copyright and TM. So I changed one letter. Besides it is how I spell it and have never changed it unlike some here. |
Crumblin' Down ~ JOHN MELLENCAMP
only registered users can see external links Some people ain't no damn good You can't trust 'em, you can't love em No good deed goes unpunished And I don't mind being their whipping boy I've had that pleasure for years and years No, no I never was a sinner-tell me what else can I do Second best is what you get-till you learn to bend this rules Time respects no person-what you lift up must fall They're waiting outside-to claim my crumblin' walls Saw my picture in the paper Read the news around my face And now some people Don't want to treat me the same When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy That I'm uneducated and my opinion means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems-ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble you've been having for years Don't CONFUSE the problem with the issue, girl, 'Cause it's perfectly clear Just a human desire to have you come near Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me, you can break me But you better stand clear When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down |
I hope you win that one. Cumala fucked up, she should have picked shapiro, I know it would not have help much, but better than tampon tim. |
Trump/Vance will shake up DC. There was a reason they tried so hared to keep them out. The libtards look like morons for sure. The libtards have an intelligence level of a turd. |
Flick Of The Switch ~ AC/DC
only registered users can see external links Well there's a love gone down on mine Suicidal voltage line She sends signals outta distress She devil, she evil She got you reelin' on a rockin' machine With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch she can satisfy She gonna blow you all sky high Flash the eye, electrify A power FORCE you should feel She devil, she evil She got you screaming on a lightnin' machine (Give you pain, blow your brain) Flick the switch, flick the switch With a flick of the switch, she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch, she can satisfy With a flick of the switch, razed to the ground With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch, she gonna give you pain With a flick of the switch, she gonna blow your brain, blow your brain She gonna put the light out on - you |
Somewhere Down In Texas ~ GEORGE STRAIT
only registered users can see external links I been on the road now dang near all my life: An' I do love to sing a song. I can say I've worked hard, put in my time: Now it's time to go home. And catch up on my chores: Watch the sunset from my porch. I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me, Drinkin' in that great wide-open: soakin' up the summer BREEZE. Kickin' back an' settled in with my family. I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me. That's where I got started, where I was born an' bred: It's the fire inside of me. I couldn't have imagined this Texas highway led, Far beyond my wildest dreams. But I'll turn out the lights tonight, An' say goodnight, but not goodbye. I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me, Drinkin' in that great wide-open: soakin' up the summer breeze. Kickin' back an' settled in with my family. I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me. I made so many friends, Hope we meet someday again: Till then: I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me, Drinkin' in that great wide-open: soakin' up the summer breeze. Kickin' back an' settled in with my family. I'll be somewhere down in Texas if you're lookin' for me. |
The Puerto Ricans are where cockroaches come from. Thanks guys. We can package them as consumable and sell them back. |
Libtards want to do away with the electoral college and go with the popular vote. Imagine that bs. Trump WON both. |
Highway To Hell ~ AC/DC
only registered users can see external links Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell No stop signs, speed LIMIT Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me around Hey Satan, paid my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey mama, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land, whoo! I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell Don't stop me I'm on the highway to hell On the highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell On the highway Yeah, highway to hell I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell Highway to hell And I'm going down All the way Whoa! I'm on the highway to hell |
Two Of A Kind, Workin' On A Full House ~ GARTH BROOKS
only registered users can see external links Yes, she's my lady luck, hey, I'm her wild-card man Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand We live out in the country Hey, she's my little queen of the South Yeah, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house She wakes me every mornin' with a smile and a kiss Her strong country lovin' is hard to resist She's my easy lovin' woman, I'm her hard workin' man, no doubt Yeah, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house Yea, a pickup truck is her limousine And her favorite dress is her faded blue jeans She loves me tender when the goin' gets tough Sometimes we fight just so we can make up Lord, I need that little woman like the crops need the rain She's my honeycomb and I'm her sugar cane We really fit together if you know what I'm talkin' about Yeah, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house This time I found a keeper, I made up my mind Lord the perfect combination is her heart and mine The sky's the LIMIT, no hill is too steep We're playin' for fun, but we're playin' for keeps So draw the curtain, honey, turn the lights down low We'll find some country music on the radio I'm yours and you're mine Hey, that's what it's all about Yeah, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house Lordy, mama, we'll be two of a kind Workin' on a full house |