Because I'm on the runway with some of the best models in the industry.
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Next Plane To London
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Told her I was gonna be a star
But to do it I would have to go far away
But Ill come back someday
And take her away
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Said that over here I wasnt in
Down in hollywood I couldnt find a friend
Who would help me get in
Or listen to me
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Maybe over there Ill get a start
Only hope by leaving I dont break her heart
The more important part
Than any record on the chart
Next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
Whoa-whoa
song performed by They Might Be Giants
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The Race Industry
The coconuts have got the jobs.
The race industry is a growth industry.
We despairing, they careering.
We want more peace they want more police.
The Uncle Toms are getting paid.
The race industry is a growth industry.
We say sisters and brothers don't fear.
They will do anything for the Mayor.
The coconuts have got the jobs.
The race industry is a growth industry.
They're looking for victims and poets to rent.
They represent me without my consent.
The Uncle Toms are getting paid.
The race industry is a growth industry.
In suits they dither in fear of anarchy.
They take our sufferings and earn a salary.
Steal our souls and make their documentaries.
Inform daily on our community.
Without Black suffering they'd have no jobs.
Without our dead they'd have no office.
Without our tears they'd have no drink.
If they stopped sucking we could get justice.
The coconuts are getting paid.
Men, women and Brixton are being betrayed.
poem by Benjamin Zephaniah
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Schmacher's Fashion Show At Breakers Hotel
Chuck Schumacher owns Schumacher Chevrolet
I photographed Chuck's family for Palm Beach Today.
Year was 2005 in the early spring
photos were taken at Breaker's Hotel with a lot of bling.
Photos for Schumacher's Fashion show
where of models dressed from head to toe.
Designer dresses and frilly hats
models dressed in colorful spring wear, shorts and pants.
Photos shot of models on center stage
models strutting down long runway.
My first photo shoot that I did participate
Shiny Sheet follows me make no mistake.
Schumacher grandparents and grandchildren
pose side by side
they are very gracious with happy smiles.
Photographs turn out really great
they are published the very next day.
Sensational first fashion photo shoot
glamorous fundraiser and very exciting to boot!
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 15,2012
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The Castle Of Indolence
The castle hight of Indolence,
And its false luxury;
Where for a little time, alas!
We lived right jollily.
O mortal man, who livest here by toil,
Do not complain of this thy hard estate;
That like an emmet thou must ever moil,
Is a sad sentence of an ancient date:
And, certes, there is for it reason great;
For, though sometimes it makes thee weep and wail,
And curse thy star, and early drudge and late;
Withouten that would come a heavier bale,
Loose life, unruly passions, and diseases pale.
In lowly dale, fast by a river's side,
With woody hill o'er hill encompass'd round,
A most enchanting wizard did abide,
Than whom a fiend more fell is no where found.
It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground;
And there a season atween June and May,
Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrown'd,
A listless climate made, where, sooth to say,
No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Was nought around but images of rest:
Sleep-soothing groves, and quiet lawns between;
And flowery beds that slumbrous influence kest,
From poppies breathed; and beds of pleasant green,
Where never yet was creeping creature seen.
Meantime, unnumber'd glittering streamlets play'd,
And hurled every where their waters sheen;
That, as they bicker'd through the sunny glade,
Though restless still themselves, a lulling murmur made.
Join'd to the prattle of the purling rills
Were heard the lowing herds along the vale,
And flocks loud bleating from the distant hills,
And vacant shepherds piping in the dale:
And, now and then, sweet Philomel would wail,
Or stock-doves plain amid the forest deep,
That drowsy rustled to the sighing gale;
And still a coil the grasshopper did keep;
Yet all these sounds yblent inclined all to sleep.
Full in the passage of the vale, above,
A sable, silent, solemn forest stood;
Where nought but shadowy forms was seen to move,
As Idless fancied in her dreaming mood:
And up the hills, on either side, a wood
Of blackening pines, aye waving to and fro,
Sent forth a sleepy horror through the blood;
And where this valley winded out, below,
The murmuring main was heard, and scarcely heard, to flow.
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poem by James Thomson
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Crushed By The Wheels Of Industry (Extended Dance Mix)
Breaking in the future just before the week is up
They can do it but it's going to take some money
Have what you desire if and when you see the fact
They will lead us to the land of milk and honey
Work all day or work all night it's all the same
If you want the pay
Some drive tankers
Some are bankers
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Destination for the nation now!
Chorus:
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels of industry
Crushed by the wheels
Work now!
Call me in the morning just before the breakfast show
We'll watch TV and analyse the weather
Before we go to work we'll have planned the day ahead
We'll while away the working day together
Work all day or work all night it's all the same
If you want to play
Some are nurses
Some steal purses
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Liberation for the nation now!
Chorus
There's a party going on
That's going to change the way we live
But how do we know we've even been invited
Now the invitation's waiting
And the table is reserved
So just play it cool and don't get excited
Work or day or work all night it's all the same
Will we ever change
It's vocation or vacation
Some are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Syncopation for the nation now!
Chorus
song performed by Heaven 17
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Freaks Of The Industry
*this is a cover of a digital underground song*
Yeah, suburban noize, those kottonmouth kings
Freaks come out at night, the freaks come out...
Well... were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g
Now they say that first do it means do it, time to freak, saint dog gets to it
Not a heavy weight, but Ill go twelve rounds with a jab of the stick
Im going lick for lick, so give me the helmet, Ill be the stunt man
Just relax, and I wont front like arena, I mean to get the cream of the crop
And Ill be taking it slow, never missing a spot, yes caress your back n chest
Youre kissing on my nose ring, Ill whisper in your ear
Saint dog kottonmouth king, oh big st thats what youll be screaming and creaming
But its not a wet dream its the real, the freaky dog, dog nasty,
Never letting a kitty cat get past me, without picking it up, petting it
Teasing it, taking 3 home and pleasing it
Were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g
Say youre g-in, nobody else is seeing
And the freak that your withs in front of you, bending over naked
As shes leaning on the dresser, boo-yeah, youre looking at her from the rear
She looks just like rebecca, not rebecca with the singing career
But the x rated video queen, ya know what I mean?
All right heres the scene, youre lying on your back
With your head on the edge of the bed
The bootys 2 feet from your head, should you
A. take the time to find a condom, b. walk right over and you pound em
C. tell her that you want her love, well the answer is d. all of the above
So youre freakin, the furnitures squeakin, shes tweaking,
Saying that shes weak in the knees, cheek for cheek, and pound for pound
Im taxing it and waxing it and working it around
Till the booty starts making that clapping sound
Which is cool but your friends are chillin in the other room
The clap is getting louder, you dont want them to clown you
In this situation, what do you do?
A. plainly simply back up off her
B. you hit it just a little bit softer
C. you take it out and put it in her butt
Well this for daddy x yo, yo listen up
I put a towel on the floor by the 2 inch gap under the door
And now ya cant see me anymore, to the lock to the top,
But they cant listen, therell be no barging in, therell be no dissin
Get back to the mission, broke out the whip cream and the cherry
I go through all the 5 positions, my head under her leg under my arm under her toe
She says I like it when you scream, daddy let yourself go,
I hit it, slid it, lick it, quit it, after the ride I put my clothes on I walk outside,
And before anybody has a chance to speak I say yo Im daddy x
I guess Im just a freak
Were the freaks of the industry, suburban noize, kottonmouth kings
The freaks of the industry, and when ya see us back stage be prepared to g
song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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“LIVES” are Priceless
Believe it, humans cost money, they’re profits, and lives aren’t
important:
“It costs to be born, ”
“It costs to live, ”
“It costs to die.”
In the agriculture industry, money comes before being fed.
In the fashion industry, money comes before being clothed.
In the real estate industry, money comes before being sheltered.
In the business industry, money comes before doing without needs.
In the health industry, money comes before saving lives.
In the funeral industry, money comes before burying a life.
Money is the main human sacrifice and those celebrities are the public example; the dramas and appraisers surrounding their lives are preyed upon by tabloids that make earnings about their publicity:
Their charity work, it’s worth bronze.
Their childhood, it’s worth silver.
Adultery exposure, nude images, drugs, DUI, etc. it’s worth gold.
Death or prison sentence, a pandemonium, that’s worth platinum!
Coming into this world you’re paying a price, but what will happen if people can’t afford to buy anymore? Nah, that wouldn’t happen—it’s always will or a way, and even with the different birth control life can’t be eliminated.
poem by Francee Bouvenir
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Everybody makes mistakes, including role models, so you should just learn and grow from it. Even the best role models do screw up and learn from their mistakes, and I think it is just completely unrealistic to say that role models are perfect.
quote by Kate Bosworth
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The Modern Generation
The modern generation
Is coming all the way
To colonize the old one to get it's accommodation
It's encouraging many people
To welcome it's arrival
But once it's welcomed
There is no survival
It's taking away many people especially teenagers
With very simple measures
It's attracting the south pole and the north pole
By giving them someone to go for
And that's why people are dying in fours;
A girl, a boy, and a pair of two models
The models of the two
The models who showed the two what to do in their clue
At different times they were born
But at the same time they are gone
Take a look at the boys of today on the way
They pull the short down as if the shorts overweigh
They wear huge hats which are so wide
And turn them around to balance the head on the other side
Isn't it too heavy to crash the brain
Isn't it too heavy to use up the digested grain
Ah! Your parent s must have been tired of feeding you advise
They must have been tired of being kind and nice
They are just waiting for the time when the white clouds will become grey
And rain will fell from their eyes on this day
They will just worry and burry you in a day
And forget about you because you made them loose their hope
They are tired of having commas
This time they have a full stop
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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A Saying We Hear Often
A saying we hear often like father like son
It is only human when all is said and done
That the boy models himself on the behaviour of dad
More often than not for the good than the bad.
Though few so few ever grow into a sage
Good values by people learned at a young age
In behaviour the son the dad does imitate
One might say from life we get what we create.
The son mostly models himself on the father what more proof does one need
That by good or bad example one only can lead
Though on some occasions this has been proved wrong
The bond between father and son mostly strong.
I'm not into human psychology so don't ask me why
Like father like son in most cases apply
Without a good father the child in life may not succeed
Good role models in their life every young person need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Just One of Today's Thoughts
It's funny how we go through our life with all its hardships, tests, & disappointments. But we must realize that these things are just 'molding' tools. We're being molded by a Higher Power to become the people that He would have us to be.
WOMEN who are: positive, productive, & nurturing
independent, yet submissive
intelligent, yet willing to be educated
Women who are ROLE MODELS...
MOTHERS...
WIVES...
And God-Fearing Phenomenal WOMEN!
MEN who are: that protective provider
uplifting & positive
(and appreciative of women)
Men who are ROLE MODELS...
FATHERS...
HUSBANDS...
And God-Fearing Manly MEN!
And CHILDREN who are: individuals, yet adolescent
educated & respectful
(respected!)
Children who are ROLE MODELS...
PRODUCTIVE,
POSITIVE,
& PARTICULAR
God-Fearing Determined CHILDREN!
Thank You God! !
poem by April Mack
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The Four Seasons : Autumn
Crown'd with the sickle and the wheaten sheaf,
While Autumn, nodding o'er the yellow plain,
Comes jovial on; the Doric reed once more,
Well pleased, I tune. Whate'er the wintry frost
Nitrous prepared; the various blossom'd Spring
Put in white promise forth; and Summer-suns
Concocted strong, rush boundless now to view,
Full, perfect all, and swell my glorious theme.
Onslow! the Muse, ambitious of thy name,
To grace, inspire, and dignify her song,
Would from the public voice thy gentle ear
A while engage. Thy noble cares she knows,
The patriot virtues that distend thy thought,
Spread on thy front, and in thy bosom glow;
While listening senates hang upon thy tongue,
Devolving through the maze of eloquence
A roll of periods, sweeter than her song.
But she too pants for public virtue, she,
Though weak of power, yet strong in ardent will,
Whene'er her country rushes on her heart,
Assumes a bolder note, and fondly tries
To mix the patriot's with the poet's flame.
When the bright Virgin gives the beauteous days,
And Libra weighs in equal scales the year;
From Heaven's high cope the fierce effulgence shook
Of parting Summer, a serener blue,
With golden light enliven'd, wide invests
The happy world. Attemper'd suns arise,
Sweet-beam'd, and shedding oft through lucid clouds
A pleasing calm; while broad, and brown, below
Extensive harvests hang the heavy head.
Rich, silent, deep, they stand; for not a gale
Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain:
A calm of plenty! till the ruffled air
Falls from its poise, and gives the breeze to blow.
Rent is the fleecy mantle of the sky;
The clouds fly different; and the sudden sun
By fits effulgent gilds the illumined field,
And black by fits the shadows sweep along.
A gaily chequer'd heart-expanding view,
Far as the circling eye can shoot around,
Unbounded tossing in a flood of corn.
These are thy blessings, Industry! rough power!
Whom labour still attends, and sweat, and pain;
Yet the kind source of every gentle art,
And all the soft civility of life:
Raiser of human kind! by Nature cast,
Naked, and helpless, out amid the woods
And wilds, to rude inclement elements;
With various seeds of art deep in the mind
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100 STD's 10,000 MTD's
There are STD's, sexually transmitted diseases.
and then there are MTD's, meat transmitted diseases.
The latter take a lot more lives.
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In Animal Flesh: Blood Sweat Tears as well as Carcinogens Cholesterol Colon Bacteria
Animal products kill more people annually in the US than
tobacco, alcohol, traffic accidents, war, domestic violence,
guns, and drugs combined. USAMRID wrote that consumption of pig flesh caused the world's most lethal pandemic in WW1,
euphemistically called flu. Anthrax
used to be called wool sorters'
disease. Smallpox used to be called
cow pox or kine pox because of
its origin in animal flesh.
.
WHAT'S IN A BURGER? BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS (AS WELL AS BIOTERRORISM)
POISONS IN ANIMAL AND FISH FLESH... A PARTIAL LIST
a partial list in alphabetical order
acidification diseases
addiction (to trioxypurines)
adrenalin (secreted by terrorized
animals before and during slaughter)
ANTIBIOTICS (too many to list) (crowded factory farm animals standing in their own feces are often infected)
BACTERIA
creiophilic bacteria survive
the freezing of animal flesh
thermophilic bacteria survive
the baking boiling and roasting
bacteriophages (viruses FDA allows to
be injected)
blood
colon bacteria.. euphemistically
called ecoli animals defecate
all over themselves in terror
John Harvey Kellogg MD studied
the exponential rate into the billions
BSE DISEASES, PRIONS IN SPECIES FROM GELATIN (JELLO ETC)
Mad Chicken
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poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Aauch the casting couch!
1
auuchh! the casting couch
on this couch the industry girls will slouch
ahh! to get work no doubt you will have to get on the couch
the industry girls they will weep
to get a role they will have to sleep
2
auuchh! the casting couch
this is a fact have no doubt
if you want to make it in this industry you will have to slouch on the couch
sona tho padey ga
tabhi ja kar tho tu hiroine banney ga
pehele tu director ki sunney ga tabh ja kar tu kuchh banney ga
3
auuchh! the casting couch
this is the way this industry functions
sonney key bina yanha kuch nahi hota
par soo kar bhi yanhan kabhi kabhi kuch nahi hota
4
auuchh! the casting couch
i am a young struggling actress
have no doubut i will not sleep on no couch
mujey actress banana hei tho banao
nahi tho tum bhaad mein jaao
5
auuchh! the casting couch
directors, producers all stand in the line
pounceing over me like wolves pouncing on a lamb
weather i make it or not they don't give a damn
i refuse to be a part of this sham
6
auuch! the casting couch
jab ladki degi tabhi tho ja kar uski casting hogi
darling henione banna hei tho sona tho padega
nahi tho que mein khada rehna padey ga
7
auuch! the casting couch............................................ .......................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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So to get back to being intimidated, yes, you get intimidated when you're on the runway with Naomi Campbell, who is the best runway model in the world.
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Takeoffs And Landings
On this coldest of January nights
We drive out past the runway and watch the planes go flying by
The runway lights are the deepest blue like the colors of your eyes
So close them tight and kiss me one last time
If you could go anywhere right now
Where would you go?
And would you miss me when you get there?
No place that I would rather be
Please don't let me go falling from the sky
The "fasten seatbelt" sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldn't seem so far from here
Passport, customs, carry on, remember
To shut off all of your electronic devices
Fell asleep on Tuesday woke up Monday afternoon
I slept right through your International Date Line
If you could go anywhere right now
Where would you go?
And would you miss me when you get there?
No place that I would rather be
Please don't let me go falling from the sky
The "fasten seatbelt" sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldn't seem so far from here
Please don't let me go falling from the sky
The "fasten seatbelt" sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldn't seem so far from here
song performed by Ataris
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Takeoffs & Landings
On this coldest of january nights
We drive out past the runway and watch the planes go flying by
The runway lights are the deepest blue like the colors of your eyes
So close them tight and kiss me one last time
If you could go anywhere right now
Where would you go?
And would you miss me when you get there?
No place that I would rather be
Please dont let me go falling from the sky
The fasten seatbelt sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldnt seem so far from here
Passport, customs, carry on, remember
To shut off all of your electronic devices
Fell asleep on tuesday woke up monday afternoon
I slept right through your international date line
If you could go anywhere right now
Where would you go?
And would you miss me when you get there?
No place that I would rather be
Please dont let me go falling from the sky
The fasten seatbelt sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldnt seem so far from here
Please dont let me go falling from the sky
The fasten seatbelt sign just needs to go out
If only you could be right here by my side
Home wouldnt seem so far from here
song performed by Ataris
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Vietnam
The runway rushed up at me, I felt the wheels touch down
Stood out on the blacktop, and took a taxi into town
Got off down on Main Street, to see what I recognized
All I seen was strange faces, watching a stranger passin' by
Vietnam, Vietnam, I don't man
Back in Vietnam
Went for my job back at the factory, down at the factory
The only thing I heard from the man at the desk
Is, "Son, understand if it was up to me"
'bout half the town's out of work
Ain't nothin' for you here
From the assembly line to the front-line
But I guess you didn't hear"
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Now don't you understand, you died in Vietnam
Drive down my neighborhood
See the flags out on the porch
So I went to see my old baby
Down at First and Grand
Her mama told me she ran off
With a singer in a rock 'n' roll band
????
I can see me passin' by
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Boy, don't you understand, you died in Vietnam
The runway rushed up at me, I felt the wheels hit down
I stood out on the blacktop, and took a taxi into town
Got off down on Main Street, to see what I could see
All I seen was strangers, watchin' a stranger pass by
And that stranger was me
Vietnam, Vietnam, oh-no man
Vietnam
Went to see my baby, down on First and Grand
To tell her I'd come home from away in Vietnam
Her mama came to the door and told me
Her mama told me she ran away
With a singer in a rock 'n' roll band
She said, "I'm sorry son, but we understand"
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Now don't you understand, you died in Vietnam
song performed by Bruce Springsteen
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She Moves On
I feel good
Its a fine day
The way the sun hits off the runway
A cloud shifts
The plane lifts
She moves on
But feel the bite
Whenever you believe that
Youll be lost and love will find you
When the road bends
And the song ends
She moves on
I know the reason i
Feel so blessed
My heart still splashes
Inside my chest, but she
She is like a top
She cannot stop
She moves on
A sympathetic stranger
Lights a candle in the middle of the night
Her voice cracks
She jumps back
But she moves on
She says ooh my storybook lover
You have underestimated my power
As you shortly will discover
The I fall to my knees
Shake a rattle at the skies
Im afraid that Ill be taken
Abandoned, forsaken
In her cold coffee eyes
She cant sleep now
The moon is red
She fights a fever
She burns in bed
She needs to talk so
We take a walk
Down in the maroon light
She says maybe these emotions are
As near to love as love will ever be
So I agree
Then the moon breaks
She takes the corner thats all she takes
She moves on
She says ooh my storybook lover
You have underestimated my power
As you shortly will discover
Then I fall to my knees
I grow weak, I go slack
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song performed by Paul Simon
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Supermodel
You better work.
CHORUS
You better work! [covergirl]
Work it girl! [give a twirl]
Do your thing . . . on the runway.
Work! [supermodel]
You better work it girl. [all the world]
Wet your lips and smile to the camera.
Work! [turn to the left]
Work! [now turn to the right]
Work! [sacher chanter] x2
VERSE 1
And it don't matter what you wear.
They're checking out your savoir fair
And it don't matta what you do.
Cause everything looks good on you.
*techno voice [supermodel]
CHORUS
I see your picture everywhere.
A million dollar fairytale.
And when you walk into the room
You had everybody's eyes on you.
*techno voice [supermodel]
Linda, work
Naomi [she is fierce]
Christi [foxy lady]
Cindy [I can feel it]
Claudia [set on the cover]
Nicki [work that runway sweetie]
I have one thing to say: sacher, chanter, chanter, chanter,
chanter, chanter, chanter." x2
Whoo
Repeat Verse 1
Repeat Chorus
You betta work, work, work - supermodel
You betta work, work, work.
song performed by Taylor Dayne
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