was it some
thing i said

and it was working

i was just on hotmail

luck

bed

tierd

Long Beach Dub Allstars

sublime

pepper

slightly stoopid

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stawberry's and banna's are good

anyone like slightly stoopid or Peppeer

stone love with the number one sound
a 44 in the background

a platinum selector of the time
don't watch my size in this hall
while my backs against the wall
take a ride, competition take a ride
pull it operator try the other side
thought it was oh, so far from done
as they dance into the sun

some big up new style holding trophy cups
Rory select while my speakers erupt
the sounds sweeter with an echo chamber
don't you know that they are the danger
3 bottles of Cristal and it's agreed
the best could only come from the Don Wesley
close my eyes when i take a ride

fold up the bag in a yard style
don't worry bout that you see it's all natural
police chasing this bandilero
running down the road with my thick payroll
one stop was my music shop
when I heard this guitar screamin

some big up new style holding trophy cups
Rory select while my speakers erupt
the sounds sweeter with an echo chamber
don't you know that they are the danger
3 bottles of Cristal and it's agreed
the best could only come from the Don Wesley
close my eyes when i take a ride

take a ride everybody take a ride..

So Im back, to the velvet underground
Back to the floor, that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy... that I was

And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does
Well, lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
Ah, and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love

She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

And it all comes down to you

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
(she was just a wish)
(she was just a wish)
And it all comes down to you

Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

aww well thank you gypsy

FATTY??

Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows
No one cares, nobody knows.

I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again,
I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again.

Follow victor to the sacred place
This aint a dream, I cant escape
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something aint right.

I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again,
I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again.

The moon is full, the air is still,
All of the sudden I feel a chain,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.

I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again,
I dont want to be buried in a pet sematary
I dont want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, no
I dont want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, oh
I dont want to live my life again, oh, no, no, no
I dont want to live my life again, oh, oh

i think it's a great pic

revolting cocks do you think im sexy