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The girl-next-door image is a sort of joke; for years, I couldn't get any roles other than as somebody dark.

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Girl Next Door

well she fixes up her shirt,
no she wouldnt go for you
and she mixes up her albums
cause she doesnt like that order you do
and she loves a second way,
hey, your first way is permanently through
and shell never want to go to the movie,
the same one that you do
and if this love is superstitious then everything we did is on call
and if this love is gonna make it then maybe i should turn it up
and the girl next door is cryin
i dunno what i want to do
nextdoor shes cryin
let me go, let me go for you
well i watched as she moves from the bedroom to the living room floor
and ill knock on her door and tell her what ive been waiting for
and shell smack me upside the head, its a crazy scene
save your best for your own, thats how i want it to be
and if this love is superstitious then everything we did is on call
and if this love is gonna make it then maybe i should turn it up
well the girl next door is cryin
i dunno what i want to do
next door shes cryin
let me go, let me go for you
i dont want a new love
you, i dont want a new love...

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Girl Next Door Went Awalking

(words & music by thomas wayne)
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
The girl next door went awalking
She knew it wasnt right
She came home at half past ten
Late every night
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
She didnt know love was so grand
She never took love second hand
But to my surprise
She thought that love was paradise
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
The girl next door went awalking
She knew it wasnt right
She came home at half past ten
Late every night
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
She didnt know love was so grand
She never took love second hand
But to my surprise
She thought that love was paradise
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
Now the two are married
Settled down for life
She walks by hand in hand
Late every night
The girl next door went awalking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted to get married
Settle down for life
Settle down for life
Settle down for life
Settle down for life

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The Dead Next Door

Watch the sky
For a reason why
Im safe here
Sunday it was part
Monday it was none
Monday was none
For the dead next door
One pair of silent terror reins
And were the dead next door
The heat of the day fades away
Fades into the night
The heat of the day
Offering a wedding
Suffering away
For the dead next door
You see
One error, silent terror
And were the dead next door
In animal land
And dark is in command
One thing you should know
Dont hear that knocking
Dont eat out of their hand
Dont stumble, die
You say
Dont stumble, cry
They see you and me
You and me
With the dead next door
You and me
With the dead next door
You and me
With the dead next door

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The Junkie Next Door

Heroin - just sniff it up.
It's the new 'in' thing to do.
Don't have to feel anything.
It will feel for you.

It's easy to find,
a quick trip to the badlands
will score the fix.
Then the junkie next door
is back to the suburbs
to get her kicks.

It's the best lover ever,
the faithful friend,
but it turns against you
in the end.

Why does she do it?
To turn off the feelings.
Replace the pain with the haze.
Looking for something,
life doesn't matter
a long string of meaningless days.

Why can't she stop using?
She knows that it hurts her.
Still the drug keeps calling her back,
she wants to fight it..
guilt and shame plague her,
she struggles to find the right track.

'Prevention is the key' says Society
'Help your children see,
success is living in Reality.'

Till then...
another shivering skeleton
wanders the city maze.
Her vacant eyes no longer see
the former life
that's lost to her now.
She's dying to be free.

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Im The Girl

Ive got a memory
A thousand years old
And I know secrets
Ive never been told
And Ive got jewels
I havent found
And theyll return me
To the ground
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
And Im a siren
Ill wreck you on my shores
And Im godiva
Ill call you back for more
And Im medusa
And Im your favourite doll
And Im a georgia okeefe
Hanging on your wall
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
Im joan of arc
Im the girl next door
Im the mother and the daughter
Of the mother and the daughter before
And I remember being born just sound and light
And sound and light and light
And I remember the first time, skin on skin in the arms
In the arms of the night
Well how many times have we looked up into the starry skies
And how many times have we felt the passion rise
Every ruby-lipped girl baby, old lady, squaw junkie, girl after girl after girl
Every muse, whore, good witch, princess, back arching, year after year after year
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
Im the girl, Im the girl, Im the girl
You know me
Im joan of arc
Im the girl next door
Im the mother and the daughter
Of the mother and the daughter
The mother and the daughter
Of the mother and the daughter
The mother and the daughter
Of the mother and the daughter
Before.

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I do have the girl-next-door image.

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Miss So Fat (For My Next Door Neighbour)

Coming now of age
And growing in a form so strange

The beautiless girl next door
Only eats junks and fatty foods the more

Though everyone know her as Pat
I call her miss so fat

She's so robust, you'd fear she would burst
And day by day she grew worse

Her feature doubtlessly I hate
She could not even go through the small gate----

She then grows so weak
And before long she grew sick,

That she had to the clinic be admitted
But her health, it got dilapidated-----

And the doctors, they say, so much tried
But it wasn't enough to save my neighbour for after long she died.

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The Girl Next Door

White girl living in the big city
In a big apartment house
She's living with her boyfriend now
She drives off every day for school and work
She washes dishes now
And watches tv on the pull out couch

But every day's the same x2
And every day's the same x5

White girl moved back to the suburbs
And she finally found a man
Who knows how to take care of her
She bought the perfect little house
And the lawn's well manicured
And she'd never missed a day of work

And every day's the same x7

White girl couldn't go on knowing
She was just here wasting her time
She drowned in the lake last night
They found her bloated body floating
But she still walks around
Performing all her daily chores
She still don't know what life's about
She still don't know what life's about

Cause every day's the same
And every day's the same x6

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The Boy Next Door

There's a boy who lives next door;
And this boy is just as bad
As a boy can be; and poor!
He's so poor it makes me sad
When I see him. Out at knee;
And no shoes; and, more than that,
Hardly any shirt or hat.
He's as poor as Poverty.

II.

But I like him; yes, I do.
He can play 'most any game,
And tell fairy stories, too;
Funny stories, just the same
As my father does. And he
Told me one about a frog,
Living near a lake or bog,
Frog that married a bumblebee.

III.

And another of Jumping Joan
And Hink Minx, the old witch that
Sits before the fire alone
Frying fat for her black cat.
And of Craney Crow; her dog
And her chicken. But the best,
One I like more than the rest,
'S that one of the bee and frog.

IV.

Well, the bumblebee would sing
All day long; and all the night
Sang the old frog; till the thing,
So folks said, was done in spite,
Just to keep the flowers awake:
One a rose, a brier-rose;
And the other, one of those
Lilies that grow in a lake.

V.

All day long the bee would prod
At the rose and buzz and keep
Shaking it; it couldn't nod,
Much less ever go to sleep:
Humming to it, 'Don't you hear?
I'm so happy! Can't you be
Just a little neighborly?
Ain't my froggie just a dear?'

VI.

And the frog all night would sing
To the water-lily; while
On the pad he'd sit or cling,
On his face an ear-wide smile,
Croaking, 'Listen! have you heard
All about my bouncing bee?
Don't you wish that you were she?
I'm as happy as a bird!'

VII.

Then the water-lily'd yawn,
And the rose would bat its eyes:
One would say, 'It's nearly dawn.
Better sleep. So I advise.'
And the other, 'Jumping Jim!
That old frog's a wonder! made
Just for you. Can't I persuade
You to sing your songs to him?'

VIII.

Finally it got so bad
That the rose and lily agreed
They would fix them. Both were mad
And just dying to be freed
From this tuneful tyranny.
So the rose just took a thorn,
When the bee dropped in one morn,
Stabbed her; killed her dead, you see.

IX.

That night by the yellow moon,
Sitting on the lily-pad,
Tuning up his old bassoon,
Did n't that old frog feel sad
When the lily told him! Cried
Fit to break one's heart; and, plunk!
In he plunged right there and sunk:
Drowned, committed suicide.

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When The Geriatric Drunk Next Door

When the geriatric drunk next door who was
raising chihuahuas to make a living,
but couldn't part with one them when it came time to sell
came over one day in my childhood,
shaking like an aspen leaf in the fall,
going through withdrawal, to ask if he could borrow
a few bucks, I watched my mother give him five
of the last ten she had to raise four kids
for half of the rest of the month before
the next welfare check arrived, and say,
Here. Don't hurt yourself. Something to ease the pain.
Though she didn't drink and he'd been drinking too long
to turn the herd that had trampled him around.

She didn't judge. She didn't try to give advice.
She didn't belittle the man in the way she gave.
She didn't count how much the giving took off her plate.
She wasn't indulging her progressive, liberal, altruism.
She wasn't breaking loaves and fishes on a hillside
or trying to win a popular election.
She just gave like the sea, the earth, the sky,
like fire gives heat and light, all in one easy action
of a heart that has suffered enough on its own to know
we're all in the same lifeboat on the moon
white-water rafting through the rapids of a waterclock.
And that has been my religion ever since.

Though I've never said anything to her about it.
How much I loved her in that moment
of compassionate tenderness, how she pulled
one thread out of the straitjacket of despair in his eyes,
and rewove it not on a loom like the moon but a harp
into a flying carpet of joy so another human
in as much of a mess in her own way as he was
could gain some altitude for a little while above the misery,
and hang on to at least one single wavelength of threadbare radiance
that could still fall on the shit everybody was living in
and turn it into a flower. Indelible,
the understanding in their eyes when he
looked at her incredulously for a moment
and she knew exactly what he meant
as she laughed at herself with a soft, wry smile
as if she'd just seen the sacred fool behind her best sentiment.

That was the whole of enlightenment to me.
The beginning of a spontaneous discipline
and still is, though it's sometimes bitter to practise,
when your giving is mistaken for having been taken
and you lament how many people can't tell the difference
between a theft and a gift anymore. How they deprive themselves
of so many jewels of inestimable value,
and that human touch that can pour the heart like gold
from the darkest of ores, the deepest of mines,
or bring meteors to shed hot tears like diamonds upon impact.
Or oxygen and the bases of protein.
Though it be a nuclear winter outside.
Though the bride was left standing at the altar
and there was no one there to lift the veils of Isis
to see the stars in the eyes of the Queen of Heaven even at nadir
like a chance someone wasn't willing to take.

Though common sense dictate a rational sacrifice,
and Ayn Rand and the Union of Spiritual Snakeoil Salesmen
preach that you've got to learn to love yourself first
as if you had a self to nurture that wasn't rooted
like a mirage in a desert in an hourglass that poured
through your fingers like water when you tried to grasp
the delusion of the flower. Though all the mystics
try to annihilate what doesn't exist to see God as she really is
as they come before her like busy, busy bees
with money in their pockets and honey in their hives
and all their martyrdom proves to be just another mode of suicide.

You can give a piece of garbage you've picked
out of a dumpster like the bruised fruits of the earth,
and when you give it to someone you can eat
from the Tree of Life with impunity without having to choose
between the serpent and the apple, the evil and the good,
or the knowledge you must suffer to be understood
as a human, who can gain altitude by erring on the side
of someone else's plight without even wearing wings,
to the wonderment of the angels and demons alike,
and occasionally, like me, your angry, eldest son,
who didn't know until that one moment whether
he should approach the world like a fist
with teethmarks on the knuckles, or
an open palm with lifelines thrown out to another
like billions of umbilical cords woven like a strong rope
into a mother who didn't need to build an ark to be a lifeboat.
Who could see lucidly through a glass darkly
the veils of her own nebulosity breaking out of the fog
like the search lanterns of the stars
out of the most ancient mystery of love
hidden in her heart without the aid of a teacher or telescope.

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The Nagging Wife

The Nagging Wife


She nagged and nagged till the husband couldn't take it no longer
He packed his bags and left his wife
Now hes living with the girl next door
If you want to keep your husband nag no more you know the score
He came back she was worse than his wife
All he wants is a quiet life

By David Stuart Jones

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Comely Cute Girl

Want a comely cute girl
Precious like pearl
Fair skinned milky
Body soft slim and silky
Cheeks pink and rosy
Smiling face and cozy
I want to write my love story
That will be history
History of love mystery
I do know dreams never come true
But shouldn't we look through
To find someone
Someone who is in our dream
Or the girl next door
Just try and try
Don't wait and cry
There is someone for everyone
Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'
=====©SNS==17 June 2003==@Patna=====

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The Legend Of Johnny And Sarah

Johnny was just a kid I knew
maybe he didn't have a clue
but he's gone
you know it's just a shame
and she's the one to blame
Sarah, not just the girl next door
she's well known, I don't go there no more
but Johnny
Johnny found out too late
and now she's the one to blame
now he's gone just as quick as he came
well now something had gotten into him
he shouldn't have been
where the whole town had been, in Sarah
she was his only one
poor Johnny she's everyone too
and sometimes I'll see her round town
she never grows old
she still gets around
and I know, I know her intent
and Sarah will ride again
oh yeah, she's gonna ride to the end

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In The Sticks

I said hey now baby
Ain't you the girl next door
Reet petite you must not eat
Bet you know the score
Friday night don't sit at home
Lets trek up the bend
Maybe if I'm lucky I'll even steal a kiss
Maybe even hold your hand, yeah
Something about you sweetheart
Well I just can't explain
You're not like all those city girls
I don't think so anyway
And I can't seel a wink at night
Hoping my dreams come true
You're gonna be a brand new kind of girl
When I get through with you
(In the sticks is where I lay)
Hey girl, I got love
(In the sticks is what I play)
Love enough for you
CHORUS
In the sticks
Well it's you and me baby
And I ain't no coutnry hick
But me and the city we just don't mix
Dancin' on a moonbeam
When I finally caught your name
Said you had to be going soon
And I said that that's a shame
Took you down to the willow pond
Where the cat tails grow real high
And in a few brief moments
We waived our child hood goodbye
CHORUS
Just don't mix
Go!
CHORUS (2x's)
Woah

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The Art Of Catering

The Art of Catering

There was a time I believed everything I read, even in Reader’s Digest.
one such story was about a French soldier in the world war one who,
in his breast pocket carried a notebook full of verses written for his
true love in Lyon, a daughter of a welder. His adulation saved his life.
It was not for me to reflect upon how a note book could stop a bullet.
I told mother I wanted to join the French foreign legion get wounded,
not too serious mind, all this to impress the girl next door she didn’t
like bookish boys who wore round black framed glasses. I threw my
glasses away and for two weeks couldnt read and tended to walk into
lampposts. I challenged the biggest bully in the school yard for a fight…
and got a bloody nose. I became a trainee cook and the girl next door
laughed till she cried. Back then cooking was not a big deal. Now that
no one, not even women know how to make an omelet cooks or chefs
are super stars and show their skills to adoring fans on TV.

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Good Girl Gone Bad

It aint love, but it aint so bad
She aint nothin like you ever had
Face of a woman, hands of a child, yeah
Been a long time comin, now shes goin wild
Well I know she aint the girl next door
She aint the girl she was before
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl - come on - show me the way
The girl cant help it, shes out of control
I gotta have her, shes so hot to hold, yeah
Shes gettin her way, but Im havin my fun
Steamin up the window with the radio on
She aint searchin, she knows the score, it aint love shes lookin for
But now shes gone too far, she found love in the back of my car
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl - come on - show me the way
Shes a good girl gone bad, the best love I ever had
Good girl - come on - take me away, oh, take me away, take me away
She aint searchin, she knows the score, it aint love shes lookin for
But now shes gone too far, I know
Shes a good girl gone bad, one kiss can drive me mad
Good girl, come on, show me the way
Shes a good girl gone bad, the best love I ever had
Good girl, come on, take me away

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Boy Next Door

Written and arranged by richard marx
Born at the end of a minnesota freeze
Eldest child of willy and louise
His little sister died at the age of four
The family posed, led by louise
Like right out of some kind of rockwell scene
But jake couldnt fake it anymore
Chorus:
Nobody heard the hammer fallin
Sensed that judgement day was callin
Nobody thought to fear the boy next door
Everybody loves to point their finger
They might as well have pulled the trigger
Nobody stopped to hear the boy next door
Willy later said he really shouldve known
The boy spent too much time on his own
And what was on his mind, God only knew
One by one the neighbors went away
A gruesome little game jake taught himself to play
His daddy always said, find something to do
Chorus
One less mistake to think about
Cause no one read the writing on the wall
So much for case 1239
Covered up, curled up in a ball
One little page in the history of crime
Lawyers made a fortune for their time
Seems an explanation was never found
And I hope this tale wont be misunderstood
Things aint the same in every neighborhood
But before you go to sleep tonight
Look around
Chorus

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On Top Of The World

Youre on top of the world
On top of the world and you cant
Get any higher-youre on top of the world
Youre on top of the world tonight
It wasnt easy- it was hard as hell
You didnt get luck in a wishin well
Never worked so hard- had so much pain
Wouldnt change for anything
Learned love from a movie screen
He was tough, she was wild at fifteen
Quit school and had no dreams
Wasnt going very far
Then he got religion and she got a god
Its on her back and its in his job
And it costs lots of money, honey- oh, no
Breakdown nearly every day
Shoulda known- couldnt get away
Got lucky with the girl next door
She was lonely and didnt care
She was young, she was dark, she was fair
Wrapped herself around you with her stare
Youd explode if she would touch you there
Touch you there- touch you there
Tonight, tonight-tonight-tonight
Youre on top of the world
On top of the world and you cant
Get any higher
Youre on top of the world
Youre on top of the world tonight
(can you hear me, can you see me) youre on top of the world tonight
(can you hear me, can you see me) youre on top of the world tonight
(can you hear me, can you see me) youre on top of the world tonight
(can you hear me, can you see me) youre on top of the world tonight

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So Much For The Afterglow

this is a song about susan
this is a song about the girl next door
this is a song about the everyday occurrences
that make me feel like letting go
yes i think we got a problem
so much for the afterglow

this is a song about susan
this is a song about the way things are
this is a song about the scary things
you see from the corner of your eyes
don't you wonder why?

we never talk about the future
we never talk about the past anymore
we never ask ourselves the questions
to the answers that nobody
even wants to know
i guess the honeymoon is over
so much for the afterglow

i remember we could talk about anything
i remember when we used to want to hangout
i remember we could talk about anything
i remember when we used to want to hangout
i remember we could talk about anything
i remember when we used to want to hangout
i remember when we used to want to hangout
i remember we could talk about anything
i remember i remember i remember

we never talk about the future
we never talk about the past anymore
we never ask ourselves the questions
to the answers that nobody needs to know

oh well oh well oh well
so much for the afterglow
oh well oh well oh well
so much for the afterglow
oh well oh well oh well oh well
yes i guess we need the drama

(so much for the afterglow)

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The Boomer's Lament (A Country Western Song)

By the order of the Marshall
We don't live here any more
Our stuff is on the lawn
and there's a padlock on our door.
Then, while I was distracted,
reading the decree
Thieves made off with my HDTV

I once worked as a loan officer
at Mega Billions bank
We made some bad decisions
as the staff and assets shrank.
I was escorted from my desk
the day I got the shank-
My Boss made bonus- he has
TARP to thank.

By the order of the Marshall
We don't live here any more
Our stuff is on the lawn
and there's a padlock on our door.
Then, while I was distracted,
reading the decree
Thieves made off with my HDTV.

My Kid is off in College
working hard for his degree
He'll graduate with a B.S.
in compared Anatomy.
When his student loans come due
He'd better not ask me
Twenty two and out is my decree.

By the order of the Marshall
We don't live here any more
Our stuff is on the lawn
and there's a padlock on our door.
Then, while I was distracted,
reading the decree,
Thieves made off with my HDTV.

I got our stuff in storage
and we're down at Motel Six
It's hard for us to sleep at night-
The girl next door turns tricks.
Our bank accounts yield nothing
and We're hostage to the VIX
I gave up my season tickets to the Knicks.

By the order of the Marshall
We don't live here any more
Our stuff is on the lawn
and there's a padlock on our door.
Then, while I was distracted,
reading the decree,
Thieves made off with my HDTV.

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