Dariush Debian Diary

***ing(?) Alabama and the coloni-al end,
hot day old orange juice, some vodka on a night stand,
there's chevy nova, with a seat burned out at the back,
from wind-blown cigarette (which just stumped in in the wind?)
Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek,
side-tracked by a scent of a woman,
(could've been an actor on a movie screen?)
stayed at alabama, (just a dream of a dream?)
he played footbal against WS-(?league), should've seen him running down the field
I grow old, I grow old, with a bottom of my trousers rolled,

it's a love song, for bobby long
it's a love song, for bobby long

he was a handsome man, he had a (cheero-chick-kit?) bone
fair hair boy, where did he go wrong,
chose a roadless travel, made all the difference,
(nice chest and critizied?) he don't make no sense
(brook n'?) called him crazy, he said bobby long was nothing but a drunk,
but all the thoughts in his head was way passed anything they (?don't funk)

it's a love song, for bobby long
it's a love song, for bobby long

but don't get me wrong, bobby long was not good,
he'd drag you down if he know he could
well he would,
drag you down,
(road I ride down will be the?) the day for me
won't come along
road I ride is gonna set me free
come take me home

he was a friend of my papa's
he used to drink and tell lies
(prays flannaby o'connel?) smoke cigarettes and (fa fa fa?)
so here I am at a colonial end
me and (?katie long) my pretty girl-friend
he charmes her with a poem, then he brakes down and cries
smile a crooked smile, with his broken chick-bone (smile/sad?)
tell about his life, now he's 63,
he looks me in the eyes, he says come and go with me
walk on water
walk on water
but you know you drown themselves (?around)
god and a devil,
god and a devil,
god and a devil (along side his mind?)

love song, for bobby long
love song, for bobby long

50 CENT (f/ Snoop Dogg, G-Unit) LYRICS P.I.M.P. (G-Unit Remix) [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P [50 Cent] Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her I spit a little G man and my game got her A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga tryin' to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid Look baby, this is simple you can't see You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [Bridge: Snoop Dogg] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P Doggy style in ya mouth for the 2003 And y'all know I'm from the DPG F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P We internationally known and locally respected (And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me [Snoop Dogg] Yeah bitch I got my Now and Later gators on I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side I'm down with that nigga Fifty like I down with blue Fuck cuz, nah nigga motherfuck you G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down I got my niggaz in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around I got some butter pecan, Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down That's waitin' on me to return So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word They love it when I get to crippin' And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin' [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [Lloyd Banks] You need to switch over and ride with a star It'll get you far I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb Got some tricks, but I ain't one I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run I let em' do as they please, as long as they get my cheese Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees I keep em' on they knees, take a look under my sleeve I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP [Young Buc] We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty) We drive old school white walls with mink clothes I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy Man cough up your love, or you're girl comin' with me When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know That money make the world go round, so lets get mo' Its time to show these playas how it should be done You got pimp protection, you're mic could be one, G-UNIT [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] [50 Cent speaking] In Hollywood, they say there no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness like ho b'ness They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH [ www.LyricsTop.com ]

Artist: Lustra Lyrics
Song: 
Scotty Doesn't Know Lyrics

Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me 
Do it in my van every Sunday.
She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go
Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know!

Oh Scotty doesn't know!
So Don't Tell Scotty!
Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty doesn't know!
So Don't Tell Scotty!

Fiona says she's out shopping,
But she's under me 
and I'm not stopping...

Because Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty doesn't know! (X3)
So don't tell Scooty!
Scotty doesn't know!

I can't believe he's so trusting,
While I'm right behind you thrusting.
Fiona's got him on the phone,
And she's trying not to moan.
It's a three-way call and he knows nothing! nothing...

Scotty doesn't know!(X3)
So don't tell Scotty!
because Scotty doesn't know!
(Scotty doesn't know!X2)

We'll put on a show!
Everyone will go!
Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty doesn't know!

the parking lot?
Why not? It's so fun when you're on top!
It's full on in the snow
If it's a hunk(?) because Scotty doesn't know!

We did it on his birthday...

Scotty doesn't know!(X4)

Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty won't know!
Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty's gotta know!
Gotta tell Scotty!
Gotta tell him myself!
Scotty doesn't know! (X10)


[Chant] Scotty doesn't know! 
[Chant] Scotty's gotta go!

(speech)
Depuis la Grand Cataclysme, les Arkadiens vivaient blottis au centre de
la Terre. Ils avaient tout oublié de leur passé, ainsi l'avaient voulu leurs
anc?tres. Jusqu'au jour o? leur soleil, le Shagma, tomba malade. Alors
les enfants d'Arkadia os?rent entrer dans le musée interdit. Ils y
retrouv?rent quelques traces du passé mais aucun plan du Shagma.
Alors les enfants cré?rent puis envoy?rent vers la surface de la terre
leur messag?re : Arkana.

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Lyric Raphael
Carla Bruni
Quatre consonnes et trois voyelles
C'est le prénom de Raphaël
Je le murmure ? mon oreille
Et chaque lettre m'émerveille
C'est le tréma qui m'ensorcelle
Dans le prénom de Raphaël
Comme il se m?le au a au e,
Comme il les entre-m?le au l
Raphaël ? l'air d'un ange
Mais c'est un diable de l'amour
Du bout des hanches
Et de son regard de velours
Quand il se penche
Quand il se penche mes nuits sont blanches
Et pour toujours
Hmm

J'aime les notes au go?t de miel
Dans le prénom de Raphaël
Je les murmure ? mon réveil
Entre les plumes du sommeil
Et pour que la journée soit belle
Je me parfume Raphaël
Peau de chagrin pâtre éternel
Archange étrange d'un autre ciel
Pas de délice pas d'étincelle
Pas de malice sans Raphaël
Les jours sans lui deviennent ennui
Et mes nuits s'ennuient de plus belle
Pas d'inquiétude pas de prélude
Pas de promesse ? l'éternel
Juste le monde dans notre lit
Juste nos vies en arc en ciel
Raphaël a l'aire d'un sage
Et ses paroles sont de velours
De sa voix grave
Et de son regard sans détour
Quand il raconte
Quand il invente je peux l'écouter
Nuit et jour
Hmm

Quatre consonnes et trois voyelle
C'est le prénom de Raphaël
Je lui murmure ? son oreille
Ca le fait rire comme un soleil

Some people call me the space cowboy Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak with the prophecies of love People talk about me baby Say I'm doing you wrong, doing you wrong Don't you worry baby don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home Cos I'm a pitcher, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight talker I get my loving on the run Your the cutest thing that I ever did see Really like your peaches, wanna shake your tree Lovy dovy, lovy dovy, lovy dovy all the time O wee baby I wanna show you a good time Cos I'm a pitcher, I'm a grinner I'm a lover and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight talker I get my loving on the run

Brand/Artist Sniff N The Tears Album Miscellaneous Song Title Drivers Seat

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 *   transcribed by Frantic Freddy, on request   *
 *    corrections and extensions are welcome     *
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         SNIFF 'N THE TEARS  -  DRIVER'S SEAT

	 Doing alright, a little jiving on a Saturday night
	 And come what may, gonna dance the day away

	 Jenny was sweet, show a smile for the people she needs
	 I'm trouble, let's drive, I don't know the way you came alive

	 News is blue (the news is blue), has its own way to get to you
	 What can I do (what can I do), when I remember my time with you

	 Pick up your feet, got to move to the trick of the beat
	 There is no lead, just take your place in the driver's seat

	 Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah

	 Doing alright, a little jiving on a Saturday night
	 And come what may, gonna dance the day away

	 Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah

	 Jenny was sweet, there is no lead
	 Pick up your feet, pick up, pick up
	 Pick up your feet, gonna dance the day away

	 Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
	 Driver's seat, oohoo, driver's seat, yeah
	 Driver's seat 

Vertical Horizon Title: You're A God Album: Everything You Want

I've got to be honest
I think you know
We're covered in lies and that's OK
There's somewhere beyond this I know
But I hope I can find the words to say

Never again no
No never again

Chorus
'Cause you're a god
And I am not
And I just thought
That you would know
You're a god
And I am not
And I just thought
I'd let you go

But I've been unable
To put you down
I'm still learning things I ought to know by now
It's under the table so
I need something more to show somehow

Never again no
No never again

Chorus

I've got to be honest
I think you know
We're covered in lies and that's OK
There's somewhere beyond this I know
But I hope I can find the words to say
Never again no
No never again

Brand/Artist Nek Album Lei, Gli Amici E Tutto Il Resto Song Title Laura Non C'e

 Laura non c'e', e' andata via
 Laura non e' piu' cosa mia
 e te che sei qua e mi chiedi perche'
 l'amo se niente piu' mi da'
 mi manca da spezzare il fiato
 fa male e non lo sa
 che non mi e' mai passata

 Laura non c'e', capisco che
 e' stupido cercarla in te
 Io sto da schifo credi e non lo vorrei
 stare con te pensanro
 a lei
 stasera voglio stare acceso
 andiamocene di la'
 a forza di pensare ho fuso.

 Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso, se vuoi
 pero' non e' lo stesso tra di noi
 da solo non mi basto stai con me
 solo e' strano che al suo posto ci sei te, ci sei te.

 Laura dov'e', mi manca sai
 magari c'e' un altro accanto a lei
 giuro non ci ho pensato mai
 che succedesse proprio a noi
 lei si muove dentro un altro abbraccio
 su di un corpo che non e' piu' il mio
 e io cosi' non ce la faccio.

 Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso, se vuoi
 pero' non e' lo stesso tra di noi
 da solo non mi basto stai con me
 solo e' strano che al suo posto ci sei te, ci sei te.

 Forse e' difficile cosi' ma non so che cosa fare
 Credo che sia logico, per quanto io provi a scappare lei c'e'.

 Non vorrei che tu fossi un emergenza
 ma tra bene e amore c'e'
 solo Laura e la mia coscienza.
 Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso oh no
 pero' non e' lo stesso ora so
 c'e' ancora il suo riflesso tra me e te
 mi dispiace ma non posso Laura c'e'.
 Se vuoi ci amiamo adesso oh no
 mi casca il mondo addosso ora so
 c'e' acora il suo riflesso tra me e te
 mi dispiace ma non posso Laura c'e'

			      Adesso credo nei miracoli
			      In questa notte di tequila boom boom
			      Sei cosa sexy cosa, sexy thing, ?.. ormai
			      Ti ho messo gli occhi addosso?.. e lo sai

			      Che devi avere un caos dentro di te
			      x far fiorire una stella che balla
			      Inferno e paradiso dentro di te
			      La luna e' un sole guarda come brilla

			      Baby the night is on fire
			      Siamo fiamme nel cielo
			      Lampi in mezzo al buio?? what you say

			      Balla, balla morena
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Under the moonlight
			      Under the moonlight

			      Vai chica vai cocca che mi sa cocca
			      Che questa sera qualche cosa ti tocca
			      Ho un cuore d'oro sai il cuore di un santo
			      x cosi' poco me la merito tanto

			      Baby the night is on fire
			      Siamo fiamme nel cielo
			      Scandalo nel buio?? what you say


			      Balla, balla morena
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Under the moonlight

			      Balla, under the moonlight
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Balla morena??.. yeah yeah yeah
			      You got me hurtin so bad, so bad
			      I got to have it, so bad

			      What you say

			      Balla, balla morena
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Under the moonlight

			      E dalla, under the moonlight
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Daila morena
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Sotto questa luna piena
			      Sotto questa luna piena

			      Under the moonlight

Blues Traveler Title: Run-around Album: Four

	    Once upon a midnight dearie
	    I woke with something in my head
	    I couldn't escape the memory
	    Of a phone call and of what you said
	    Like a game show contestant with a parting gift
	    I could not believe my eyes
	    When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend
	    Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
	    Yeah humor me and tell me lies
	    And I'll lie too and say I don't mind
	    And as we seek so shall we find
	    And when you're feeling open I'll still be here
	    But not without a certain degree of fear
	    Of what will be with you and me
	    I still can see things hopefully

	    But you
	    Why you wanna give me a run-around
	    Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
	    When all it does is slow me down

	    And shake me and my confidence
	    About a great many things
	    But I've been there I can see it cower
	    Like a nervous magician waiting in the wings
	    Of a bad play where the heroes are right
	    And nobody thinks or expects too much
	    And Hollywood's calling for the movie rights
	    Singing hey babe let's keep in touch
	    Hey baby let's keep in touch
	    But I want more than a touch I want you to reach me
	    And show me all the things no one else can see
	    So what you feel becomes mine as well
	    And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell
	    What's yours and mine the fishing's fine
	    And it doesn't have to rhyme so don't feed me a line

	    But you
	    Why you wanna give me a run-around
	    Is it a sure-fire wa to speed things up
	    When all it does is slow me down

	    Tra la la la la bomba dear this is the pilot speaking
	    And I've got some news for you
	    It seems my ship still stands no matter what you drop
	    And there ain't a whole lot that you can do
	    Oh sure the banner may be torn and the wind's gotten colder
	    Perhaps I've grown a little cynical
	    But I know no matter what the waitress brings
	    I shall drink it and always be full
	    Yeah I will drink it and always be full
	   

	    Oh I like coffee
	    And I like tea
	    I'd like to be able to enter a final plea
	    I still got this dream that you just can't shake
	    I love you to the point you can no longer take
	    Well all right okay
	    So be that way
	    I hope and pray
	    That there's something left to say

	    But you
	    Why you wanna give me a run-around
	    Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
	    When all it does is slow me down

	    But you
	    Why you wanna give me a run-around
	    Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
	    When all it does is slow me down

                        Fun girl
                        You tempted me
                        A feast of sparks
                        in the night is what I need
                        Oo, I'm a ready to roar
                        And I'm a ready for more
                        Well, I'm a ready to burn
                        Like the light until the dawn

                        Oh, I gotta see the fire in me
                        Turning into ecstasy
                        So stick around and settle down
                        Enjoy the mystery
                        A voice in the wilderness
                        There's somethin' in the air
                        A little love won't bring your precious self a secret flame

                        Fun girl
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Feels like fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Ring of fire

                        I left, so in between
                        You're stealing all of the fire, electric me
                        I'm staring into the sun
                        I'm staring into a gun
                        I'm staring at the sky
                        Turn it out and let it burn

                        Fun girl
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Feels like fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Ring of fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Oh! Feels like fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Ring of fire

                        Fun girl,
                        You tempted me
                        You broke me up
                        Like a knife so tenderly
                        Oh, I gotta see the fire in me
                        Burning up my ecstasy
                        A little love won't bring your precious self a secret flame.
                        Oh no
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Feels like fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        Ring of fire
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder.)
                        It feels like fire.
                        (I'm ready, ready for thunder)
                        Ring of fire
                        Yeah yeah yeah yeah
                        Oh

blondie: Ring Of Fire (Live)

                        Love is a burning flame.
                        It makes a fire of rain.
                        Bound by wild desire, I fell into a ring of fire.
                        Taste my love is sweet, when hearts like ours meet.
                        I fell for you like a child.
                        Oh, the fire went wild.
                        I fell into a burning ring of fire.
                        I went down down down, the flame it swept higher.
                        It burns burns burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.

	You got me in a corner
	You got me against the wall
	I got nowhere to go
	I got nowhere to fall

	Take back your insurance
	Baby nothin's guaranteed  
	Take back your acid rain
	Let your T.V. bleed

(Chorus)
	You're jammin' me, you're jammin' me,
	Quit jammin' me
	Baby you can keep me painted in a corner
	You can walk away, but it's not over

	Take back your angry slander
	Take back your pension plan
	Take bakc your ups and downs of your life
	In raisin-land

	Take back Vanessa Redgrave
	Take back Joe Piscopo
	Take back Eddie Murphy
	Give 'em all some place to go

(Chorus)
	Take back your iranian torture
	And the apple in young Steve's eye
	Yeah take back your losing streak
	Check your front wheel drive


	Take back Pasadena
	Take back El Salvador
	Take back that country club
	They're tryin' to build outside my door

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go 
I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh 
I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport 
put me on a plane 
Hurry hurry hurry 
before I go insane
I can't control my fingers 
I can't control my brain 
Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go 
I wanna be sedated 
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh 
I wanna be sedated 
Just put me in a wheelchair 
and put me on a plane 
Hurry hurry hurry before 
I go insane 
I can't control my fingers 
I can't control my brain 
Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go 
I wanna be sedated 
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o 
I wanna be sedated 
Just put me in a wheelchair 
get me to the show 
Hurry hurry hurry 
before I go loco 
I can't control my fingers 
I can't control my toes 
Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh 

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go 
I wanna be sedated 
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o 
I wanna be sedated 
Just put me in a wheelchair 
get me to the show 
Hurry hurry hurry 
before I go loco 
I can't control my fingers 
I can't control my toes 
Oh, no-oh-oh-oh-oh 

Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba 
I wanna be sedated 
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba 
I wanna be sedated 
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba 
I wanna be sedated 
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba 
I wanna be sedated