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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:19 am
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Post a part of a song or whole song and whoever posts after you if you didn't finish will post the rest of the lyrics or the next couple of lines.
EXMAPLE:
Pete "Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy?" Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentleman
Joe And maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 10:20 am
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 2:28 pm
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 8:58 am
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 2:50 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 12:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 6:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 5:34 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 7:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 2:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 5:34 pm
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"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound But don't get the wrong idea We're gonna shoot you We're gonna shoot you And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet That could change just how this goes" And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat But don't get the wrong idea We're gonna shoot you We're gonna shoot you
Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers
Show me, show me, show me a starry-eyed kid I, I, I will break his jaw I won't, I won't, I won't let him get his hopes up No-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh And I will save him from himself Here's a picture with a no-note "Don't turn out like me" It's only for your own good No-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 6:02 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 6:06 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 6:30 am
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moshxmaster Last night I saw a movie and I thought about many movies I've seen at your house Excuse me if I'm rude But I'd rather that we just strike from the ones I'd see again without you Leaning on my shoulder, distracting me from the plotline You have to finish the song that's already there before you can start a new one.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 4:04 am
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moshxmaster And haven't you heard the word on the street is I lost it called it quits Get it into the sun Out from behind the gossip Oh, oh, oh, oh This story's getting old. The home wrecker with a heart of gold. Keep you locked up in the trunk of my mind, k-k-keep talking, keep this alive. This story's getting old. The home wrecker with a heart of gold. Keep you locked up in the trunk of my mind, no-ow, ow-ow, ow-ow.
(This is my favorite part of the song. whee )
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