one to remember....!!

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
Gonna grab some afternoon delight
My motto's always been 'when it's right, it's right'
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night?
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day
And we know the night is always gonna be there any way

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Started out this morning feeling so polite
I always though a fish could not be caught who wouldn't bite
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
A little afternoon delight
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Please be waiting for me, baby, when I come around
We could make a lot of lovin' 'for the sun goes down

Thinkin' of you's workin' up my appetite
Looking forward to a little afternoon delight
Rubbin' sticks and stones together makes the sparks ingite
And the thought of lovin' you is getting so exciting
Sky rockets in flight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight
Afternoon delight

Afternoon delight!

wow
keep it commimg

well.... somehow I cant get over it....love 70's.. too many good memories to just drop and forget.. sounds naiv and weak but I still love it..and yeah...I love melanie too,
hell there is a lot of those artists here..lol
still hanging with donna summer/diana ross/MFSB/manfred mann/blue oyster cults and etc...
🙂

and ofcourse...my beloved....Iam seriously cant forget her...she is my HERO the one and the only i know.... bob dylan got this first....but no one up until today give that song a soul...but her:

Artist: Joan Baez

How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they are forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
How many years must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind


If you ask me...they have to make something like MUSIC OSCAR and gave it all to her....for all these years...you know...she is a HERO...and thats it

the man.... himself...🙂

Artist: Gilbert O sullivan
Song: alone agin (naturaly)


In a little while from now
If I?m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it?s like when you?re shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that?s tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally

To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to well wouldn?t do
The role I was about to play
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much, as a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me to doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me in my hour of need
I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally

It seems to me that there are more hearts
broken in the world that can?t be mended
Left unattended
What do we do? What do we do?

Alone again, naturally
Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears

And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn?t understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally



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song :Clair

Clair, the moment I met you I swear
I felt as if something somewhere
Had happened to me
Which I couldn't see

And then
The moment I met you again
I knew in my heart we were friends
It had to be so
It couldn't be no

But try as hard as I might do I don't know why
You get to me in a way I can't describe
Words mean so little when you look up and smile
I don't care what people say,
To me you're more than a child
Oh! Clair, Clair

Clair, if ever a moment so rare
Was captured for all to compare
That moment is you
It's all that you do

But why in spite of our age difference do I cry
Each time I leave you I feel I could die
Nothing means more to me than hearing you say
I'm going to marry you
Will you marry me Uncle Ray?
Oh! Clair, Clair

Clair, I've told you before
Don't you dare
Get back into bed
Can't you see that it's late
No you can't have a drink
Oh! all right then but wait just a bit
While I, in an effort to baby sit,
Catch of my breath what there is left of it.
You can be murder at this hour of the day
But in the morning this hour
Will seem a lifetime away
Oh! Clair, Clair

i really love clair....🙂

WoW.... thanx..same to you man..🙂
Unfortunately I dont have much of a music re-collections from early 80's, because I was engaged in millitary service and been in war stuff... also those I remember... brings me back nasty bad memories and feelings "that I still try to push myself to forget it..!!" so I am not very much of 80's fan.(think of it..I was in another star system and galaxy for those years)..🙂
Sure the 80's had a great music too..wished I could experience it in better way and share the memories (good) with you..
Anyway... for changing the subject.... the huey and lewis you've mention it reminding me something else... (the American psycho movie)and the bateman's fisrt imaginary revange.LOL
I love that film...🙂

AH yes but one must remember
the words of the prophet are writen on the subway wall in tennamann hall. amid the sounds of silence.

Both Brits and american soliders wrote all over europe during wwII.

Hello darkness, my old friend. (One of the best opening lines ever)

Is Kilroy the guy with the nose, peeking out over a wall?

I haven't heard any of these songs (I don't think), with the exception of the "Afternoon Delight" and "Song Sung Blue". I have to admit that I like "Afternoon Delight". lol. When I was little and didn't actually know what the song was really about, I liked the sound effect after "sky rockets in flight" ("zooooom!)..."afternoon deli-i-ight". And I still like it. And I like the end of it..."a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.....AFTERNOON DELIGHT!" lol.

Parallax, I get the day after tomorrow off so I'm planning to add to our story then. It's strange, you seem so much more active on the boards, popping here and there, when I'm not around. I worry that I stifle you. lol...(yeah okay, possibly fishing a tiny bit...but I really do worry) 😛

your lovelyness would stifle anyone. I can see you setting there in your staian dress, in a room where you do what you don't confess.

James Tate, I am changing your handle to "Romeo". 🙂 I do enjoy your random song lyrics; they're always coming on at the most appropriate times. 😛

As a side note, I'm happy about the fact that I have finally taught myself the proper way to play the intro to "Sounds of Silence" on the guitar. Sounds just like the real thing (except not as perfect, of course), it's so haunting.

Parallax, thank you for reassuring me. I must have been having a WSM (Weird Scorpio Moment). 🙂 Actually, I shouldn't have used the word "stifle", it wasn't that, that I meant really. That sounds much worse than what I was thinking. What I meant was that I was afraid I was "hoarding" you, in a sense. Does that make sense? I didn't want you to feel that you were being hoarded. lol...And now that I'm over the worrying, I'm realizing how stupid it all sounds.

Ahhh, now then, getting back to normalcy...

I like your niece's little phrase, oh boy could that be applied to so many things...but speaking of songs that are made of cheese, I keep hearing this terrible old song on the oldies radio station I like to frequent, and it's something like..."If I can't have you, I don't want nobody baby, if I can't have you, oh, no...no...nobody." Yeah, I get the general idea and certainly understand where she's coming from, but it's very Gloria Estefan and it's very annoying. It's got no true substance, I don't feel.

I wish my place of work had a "Legal". 😛 It sounds very official. And office-y. Yeah, my next job is going to be an office job. If I have one more !@# $ % &* guy tell me that the leather pants he just tried on were "way too small but just in the crotch", I'm going to freak out. The other girls are always giving me a hard time about the fact that I always seem to get the weirdos. Speaking of weirdos...creepy scorpio guy at work got busted for possession/selling marijuana, and didn't show up to work for awhile (he doesn't work at my place, he works at a stand right outside my place)...so I thought he'd been fired or went to jail, but as it turns out, he just got some tickets so he's back now. Luckily, this girl he's seeing, who works next *door* to where I do, seems to be a somewhat good deterrent to him being obnoxious with me. He still does little things though, like just being too close to me when he comes in to my work, and touching my hair and little "mini-creepy" things like that. I just give him deathly looks when he's bothering me, and he laughs. I think the deathly looks don't have an effect on other scorpios. lol. Not funny, but you know what I mean? His manager is out of the country right now but will be back soon...if I have to, I will speak with him about all of it. He's a decent guy, a Virgo. 🙂 Also apparently he recently told the somewhat creepy scorpio guy to "grow the ---- up". Wise words. The scorpio guy flew in there to tell me this, he was mad about it, and I merely smiled. I didn't want to inflame him even more by agreeing with his boss, but I wanted him to know that I didn't disagree. 🙂

I have never seen the movie Ruby in Paradise, but Ashley Judd is one of my favorite actresses, and the fact that you think I could relate to it is enough for me to rent it. Have you seen it, or just saw it in the video store? (And thanks for the recommendation.)

Now I'm going to look up the word "satori", because I'm not sure what that means. I've heard it before, though, I think. 😛

Just to clarify:

are you saying that Gloria Estefan is better, worse, or the same as Yvonne Elliman?

I would go with worse, but then, there is one particular song she does that a very tiny part of me likes. But I can't remember which one and I can't even remember what it's about.

Oh hey, I almost forgot, I would like your opinion on what I should do about creepy situation number 2...

I went to take the trash out at work the other day, and I'm out there in the alley where the trash compactor is, loading a bunch of things into it and this janitor guy who is probably in his mid sixties or so comes out there, I sort of "know him", only because he likes to come in to the shop where I work to talk mainly to my assistant manager, he's kind of friends with her (she's worked there a long time and so has he). I've never particularly liked him; his jokes always border on icky and I don't think that's real appropriate for such an older man to speak that way to us, but whatever, I can ignore a lot. Nothing ever got out of hand with me until the other day.

He comes out there and starts helping me load this trash into the compactor, I said thank you, everything's very friendly, he's joking around as usual, nothing out of the ordinary, and then a bee kind of tried to attack me (lol), and I was swatting at it and he laughed, and he said, "are you afraid of bees?" and I said, "yeah but not as much as I am of spiders." (lol)...and he said, "oh, you mean like that big one on your shoulder?" and I'm like..."oh, very funny, hahahahah..." (wasn't falling for it). And he takes his hand and kind of pretends to brush the imaginary spider off of my shoulder. Okay, I'm politely laughing at this point, not because it's funny but more because I didn't know what else to do. But it was a creepy brush. I hate to say that, but it was. But I was going to let that go, okay he's gross and borderline flirting, but whatever. But, then this I can't let go and it's been bothering me ever since it happened...I said something like, "yay, finally done with all the trash now", and he said, "yeah, high five" and puts his hand up for me to give him a high five. Ugh, fine, so I give him the high five and he freaking grabs my hand and sort of *massages* it, or something, it's hard to describe, sort of rubs it. It lasted way, way too long and he's staring at me the whole time, and I'm just frozen, didn't yank my hand away but definitely wanted to, and then I said, "well I have to go back to work now, see you later." and very quickly TRIED to rush back into the building. This was just not right, definitely made me sick to my stomach, I mean I know it could have been worse but it was so obviously wrong, you know? But it gets worse. This just makes me ill to even think about it... After I said I had to go back to work, he gets right next to me where I'm walking and puts his arm around me and rubs my shoulder, on the WHOLE WALK back toward the building. I wanted to just push his disgusting arm off of me, but I was sort of shocked, and couldn't bring myself to do that. And what bothered me even more is that the area where these trash compactors are is extremely secluded, even the security guards don't have it in plain view, it's behind the building in a sort of alley-way. So if it had been worse, you know...who's going to see that? I get this horrible feeling now everytime I hear the sound of their cleaning carts rolling through the mall, I won't even turn around to see who it is because once I make eye contact with him, I've been had. And what also makes this a bad situation is that my manager is friends with him, going back a long way. That would, without a doubt, "cause a problem" if I was to tell her about this or report him. I considered mentioning it to a security guard friend of mine the other day, but I didn't want him to think I was over-reacting.

I feel better a little by having gotten this off my chest now, though. Sorry it's such a long story...

Oh, and there's no way to get out of taking the trash out at my work, because the managers aren't allowed to leave the building for any reason at any time, unless there's two of them there at the same time. Taking huge amounts of trash out is a daily thing for me at work, often 5-6 times during a shift (especially now that we're "purging" a lot of "signage". Ugh, retail lingo. 🙂) Plus, it's one of my obligations as an associate to take it out every shift. 😢

You do attract the creeps, seems Like parallax and I always corspond with you.

Hey, I'm going to come back and respond to this later on, I have a bunch of errands and housework to do. But I did want to let you know that I have posted chapter 6 of our story on the soap opera board. I screwed up though and forgot to close an italics tag, so I edited and re-posted it. Just don't bother with even reading the first post, it's annoying because half of it is in italics. 🙂 My entry was shorter than usual, and that is because I kept adding things and then taking them out, so as not to steer the story too far away from where you were helping to take it. I thought, better to make it a bit shorter than to overwhelm it with too many different directions. I've got a lot of ideas and I'm trying to somewhat "keep it simple, stupid." Does that make sense? I love it everytime you write. You just inspire eight thousand more ideas. Honestly.

Alrighty, I'll be back later. 🙂

I am having a blast with it (you etc) 🙂

I'm so glad you're feeling the same. I don't know of a whole lot of people who collaborate so well. 😛

I completely understand about making decisions, trying to balance adding new things without making the story too scattered. I'm excited about anything you end up adding. I'll roll with anything.

Yeah, really should get on those errands now, but I'm so not in the mood for it...oh well, I need to buck up. 🙂

p.s....

thank you, for the "excellent" comment.