now have confirmed reports from an informed orange county minister that ethel is still an active communist It is this reporter's opinion that she also
, As vou can see for yourself. The way this clock over here Is behaving, Time is of affliction! Now this might be cause for alarm Among a portion of you
Tuesday last Could've been everything that I wanted You know that it was everything that I had I'm dripping dime size drops Now the glass it is empty
Ben Elton Premiere: Tuesday, September 26, 2000 COMPANY MEASURE YOUR LIFE IN FOOTBALL SEASONS FEEL THE PASSION AND FEEL THE HEAT. FOOTBALL IS THE ONLY
opera... WIVES: Funny thing, your name came up only last night... ROBERT: Harry...David...Kathy...I... GIRLFRIENDS: I shouldn't say this, but...
.: That's our song. "Oh What A Night" "Se Souir el La". French. Number one in Paris 2000. How'd that happen? You ask four guys, you get four different versions, but this is
crazy To go do things that way 'cause the kids will be in town and the jams are goin' down Gotta do things the natural way Tonight (tonight), tonight (
Love won't last 'til next installment Ten o' clock on Tuesday evening The world is going on outside The night is gaping open wide The wardrobe and the
Why can??° you sleep at night Maybe it??? the glare of the light Maybe it??? something you???l never know You heard the voice again last night You??®e fooling yourself, this
and this my sweet brother Numpsay BROTHER NUMPSAY! Groupies sound too choosy Take 'em to the show and talk all through the movies Says she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays
(feat. Mario) [Rhymefest] {"And everything's gonna work out fine"} I don't know man {"Ohhh Lord"} not the way things is lookin Look, let me tell y'all
About the way you move But this conversation is due Let it be known, if we're together I refuse to be your fool Trust me, the last thing you wanna do Is
) High steppin' Ya blankin off the blanks Cuz I'm a ?Rock star?Hate goin dove rock Nigga let me use your fuckin car All the way to sunday,monday,tuesday
Why can't you sleep at night Maybe it's the glare of the light Maybe it's something you'll never know You heard the voice again last night You're fooling yourself, this
Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five, Bra size forty-five Well I went out for a boogie, a week ago last Tuesday I was doing
much rage there is no way to digest. I grabbed a knife, I went to town, it was time to regress. Back to an eye for an eye, last breath for last breath
D's, all these is more reas' to either get big, or leave or let live We the best there is T.S., ain't nobody else We probably Dove; cause we all way on