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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 23 | |
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I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl   
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Whoa!!!
Dear diary.......I think I printed that out too many times!!  
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Okay, you got your girl.
wheres mine? |
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man that brings back a lot of memories
 
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Okay, you got your girl. wheres mine?
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I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl
Excuse me Miss ... This is the wrong forum Lyrics go the other way
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man that brings back a lot of memories
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<<<---hands every one umbrellas and donuts.......
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Dear diary.......I can sing in the diary if I wanna!!!
 Heya Romeo!!
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man that brings back a lot of memories
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<<<---hands every one umbrellas and donuts.......
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WAz Up Girl?
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I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl
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The eastern world;
It is explodin'. Violence flarin'; Bullets loadin'. You're old enough to kill, But not for votin'. You don't believe in war, But what's that gun you're totin'? And even the Jordan River Has bodies floatin', But ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction And don't you understand What I'm tryin' to say And can't you feel the fears That I'm feelin' today? If the button is pushed, There's no runnin' away. There'll be no one to save With the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy. It's bound to scare you, boy And ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction But think of all the hate There is in red China. Then take a look around To Selma, Alabama. You may leave here For four days in space, But when you return It's the same old place. The poundin' of the drums, The pride and disgrace. You can bury your dead, But don't leave a trace. Hate your next door neighbor, But don't forget to say grace And tell me Over and over and over and over again, my friend, You don't believe We're on the eve of destruction. Ah, no, no, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction.
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The eastern world; It is explodin'. Violence flarin'; Bullets loadin'. You're old enough to kill, But not for votin'. You don't believe in war, But what's that gun you're totin'? And even the Jordan River Has bodies floatin', But ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction And don't you understand What I'm tryin' to say And can't you feel the fears That I'm feelin' today? If the button is pushed, There's no runnin' away. There'll be no one to save With the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy. It's bound to scare you, boy And ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction But think of all the hate There is in red China. Then take a look around To Selma, Alabama. You may leave here For four days in space, But when you return It's the same old place. The poundin' of the drums, The pride and disgrace. You can bury your dead, But don't leave a trace. Hate your next door neighbor, But don't forget to say grace And tell me Over and over and over and over again, my friend, You don't believe We're on the eve of destruction. Ah, no, no, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction.
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Mirror Mirror........on the wall.........
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The eastern world; It is explodin'. Violence flarin'; Bullets loadin'. You're old enough to kill, But not for votin'. You don't believe in war, But what's that gun you're totin'? And even the Jordan River Has bodies floatin', But ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction And don't you understand What I'm tryin' to say And can't you feel the fears That I'm feelin' today? If the button is pushed, There's no runnin' away. There'll be no one to save With the world in a grave. Take a look around you, boy. It's bound to scare you, boy And ya tell me Over and over and over again, my friend, Ah, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction But think of all the hate There is in red China. Then take a look around To Selma, Alabama. You may leave here For four days in space, But when you return It's the same old place. The poundin' of the drums, The pride and disgrace. You can bury your dead, But don't leave a trace. Hate your next door neighbor, But don't forget to say grace And tell me Over and over and over and over again, my friend, You don't believe We're on the eve of destruction. Ah, no, no, you don't believe We're on the eve of destruction.
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I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside I've got the month of May I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got so much honey The bees envy me I've got a sweeter song Than the birds in the tree Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way My girl My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Yeah Yeah I don't need no money Fortune or fame I've got all the riches Baby One man can claim Well I guess you say What can make me feel this way It's my girl Talkin' 'bout my girl I've got sunshine on a cloudy day With my girl, I even got the month of May My girl Talkin' 'bout my girl Talkin' 'bout Talkin' 'bout My girl My Girl
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Holy sh*t!!!!
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