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Girls Just Want To Have Fun

I come home in the morning light
my mother says when you gonna live your life right
oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
and girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun

the phone rings in the middle of the night
my father yells what you gonna do with your life
oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
but girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have -

that's all they really want
some fun
when the working day is done
girls - they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun

some boys take a beautiful girl
and hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
oh girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have -

that's all they really want
some fun
when the working day is done
girls - they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun

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Girls Just Want To Have Lunch

[parody of girls just want to have fun by cyndi lauper]
I know to keep a woman satisfied.
When I whip out my diners card their eyes get so wide.
Theyre always in the mood for something to munch.
Ah girls, they wanna have lunch.
Ah, girls just wanna have...
Thats all they really want,
Some lunch.
Dont ask em to dinner
Or breakfast or brunch,
cause girls, they wanna have lunch.
Ah, girls just wanna have lunch.
Girls they want, wanna have lunch, girls, wanna have...

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Some People Just Want the Attention

You're too snooty,
For me to want your booty.
Scented fresh?
I could care less.
Your attitude is not perfumed!
And I quickly distanced myself from it...
When your presence filled the entire room.

You're too self assured!
And nothing is wrong with that.
But I can not imagine you,
Butt naked with me in the sack!
I am not that submissive.
Although I'm known to be attracted,
To domineering folks who trap.
Being hunted and captured...
With sweat pouring down my back.

Yes,
I'm prone to fantasize.
But reality snaps me away from that!

If you softened your eyes,
And licked your lips.
Sat quietly and portrayed...
There was 'something' in your life you missed.
If you spoke in a whisper instead of shouting in a bark...
And pretended I had 'command'
You could have me AND my heart!
But...
You just want to tease!
As if I am here to notice it.

You're too snooty,
For me to want your booty.
Even if you approached me...
I'd teach you a lesson or two!

'You!
Yes...
YOU!
When you are through...
I'm over here! '

Some people just want the attention,
All to themselves!
I thank God I'm not like that!

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I just want peace

I just want peace
All i want is peace
Why i can't have peace
everywhere i go is nothing
but drama and negative
I want peace in my life
I am tied of living life
having to deal with drama
and negative
Why when people see me
doing good and happy
they come right through and mess it
all up...
I just want peace
I see the only way im get
peace is when im dead
I don't want no more drama
and negative in my life
I want peace why can someybody
tell me why i can't have peace in
my life..
I just want peace that's all i want.
Pain
Enough
Angry
Cant
End my life with angry and drama

I want to die in peace not
unhappy and feel with drama and
angry

I just want peace

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Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls just want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...

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Girl Just wanna Have Fun

I come home
In the morning light
My mother says
When you gonna live
Your life right
Oh mother dear
We're not
The fortunate ones
And girls
They wanna have fun
Oh girls
Just wanna have fun

The phone rings
In the middle of the night
My father yells
What you gonna do
With your life
Oh, daddy dear you know
You're still number one
But girls
They wanna have fun
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Oh girls just wanna have

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls
They wanna have fun
Oh girls
Just wanna have fun

Some boys
Take a beautiful girl
And hide her away
From the rest of the world
I want to be the one
To walk in the sun
Oh girls they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls
They want to have fun
Oh girls
Just want to have fun
They wanna have fun
They wanna have fun

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The Will Of Our Great People

For centuries now our nations,
Have defended against attack,
Woe betide our aggressors,
When we start fighting back.

The Japanese in forty one,
Attacked your naval fleet,
They thought that this would bring you down,
They thought you could be beat.

But you rose up from the ashes,
To the Battle of Midway,
You sent them home to think again,
My God, they were made to pay.

The Germans bombed Britain ruthlessly,
They thought we would give in,
But we fought on and won the day,
It was a battle we knew we'd win.

Together with our world allies,
We eventually won the day,
Evil died and goodness thrived,
There was no other way.

Just now we have the terror groups,
Committing cowardly acts,
I think it's time we furnished them,
With some grass root basic facts.

Your murderous ways kill innocents,
Then you say you feel such pride,
Believe me when you meet your God,
There'll be no place to hide.

The main mistake you cowards make,
Is to underrate our will,
You are jealous of our comradeship,
To you that's a bitter pill.

When you commit your evil deeds,
It's Satan who is your mentor,
For when it comes to judgement day,
It's his Hell that you will enter.

If you face the facts presented,
Then you must surely know,
Your evil will never triumph,
While our spirit will forever grow.

This bond we have is so unique,
In brotherhood we are seated,
Aas defenders of democracy,
We will never be defeated.

The moral of this story is,
Better than you have tried,
But like the scum before you,
Every one of them has died.

You may bomb our planes and buildings,
Bring down our tallest steeple,
But there's one thing you will never destroy,

'' The Will Of Our Great People ''

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You Just Want Me to Preach

Our 'children' are killing each other.
Society and the 'church' has allowed this.
Not spirituality with a consciousness.
Who buys into conflicts to have that condone?
And talk about the 'Devil'?
When only devilment is known.
As if a practice to be shown.

And people talk about themselves,
In despicable tones.
Even sitting next to one another...
To 'worship' and be entertained,
Under stadium domes.

And those who profess they know God...
Say so.
And that is overblown.

If folks can not see this,
They are blind to everything else.
They are caught up in image,
And not substance.
And blatant decadence is the evidence.

They are into pretense and nonsense!
And most definitely into themselves.

Sharing grief is their reality.
Ignoring their own soldiers they put to war,
Is their 'thing'.
Having 'bling' is their commander!

And anyone who claims to pray for peace,
And receives none...
They are going through the motions,
Of looking to impress.
And 'that' should be addressed.
To lift them out of their own created mess.

Instead of trying to correct,
An accepted physicality of things.
And a host of inanimated objects to posses.
With a sadness delivered.
And the madness that it brings!

Please!

You just want me to preach.
And I ain't in the mood to do it.
I just offer my opinions unsolicited.
I don't have to be ordained,
To say the same thing from a pulpit!
To convince what God wants.
And observe those in denial,
Objecting to a reality in disbelief.
As if to ignore it will bring them relief.

Please!

You just want me to preach.
And I ain't in the mood to do it.
Especially when an unconscious mindset,
Has been drugged to be numbed...
Deluded and succumbed.
And totally out of reach.

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I Don't Want To Have My Eyes Glazed Over Nacreously

I don't want to have my eyes glazed over nacreously
if I were a grain of sand, a diamond in the rough,
living in a pearly world. Cataracts in the eye,
flowers in the sky. I don't want to live in a spiritual trance
blissed out like the first crescent of the moon
smiling down upon everything as if I weren't
attached to any particular atmosphere and all
the waters of life were frozen like tears in a jewelled locket
I kiss once in awhile in a rush of gushing devotion.

I love the mystic details of the concrete specifics of the world.
The stylus of the birds that can write with their beaks and feet
like cuneiform on the skin of an apple,
and wormholes that burrow even deeper
into the sweetness of the flesh, neolithic barrow tombs
aligned with the vernal equinox, and that soft blue talc
as if the dew had turned to powder that clings to the autumn grapes.
I like the spelling errors fate makes
on the staves of our foreheads where it writes
the picture-music of our destinies in such a way
that everything that's written there, over the course of time,
our eyes will live long enough to see.

I don't want to turn my spirit into a cosmic perfumery
and extract my essence from the ambergris of my presence.
I don't want to transform whale vomit into an alluring fragrance
that isn't naturally its own. Or suggest to certain flowers
they gargle the rain like mouthwash, or smear
the eyelids of the rose with a snailtrack of stars.
What did the Zen master say? The stone is lustrous,
but there's nothing inside. The ore is different
but from it comes gold. Why hide the bruises and scars,
sunspots like black eyes, or the pitted complexion of the moon
from the third eye of Galileo's telescope trying futilely
to show a Vatican cardinal the mutability of the firmament?
Things are rough out there, and happenstance is neither fair
nor unjust. Things pass into their return like the earth
going around the sun in a five billion year old roulette wheel,
and every asteroid might dream it could grow up to be
the cornerstone of a planet, and then come down
on the dinosaurs like an avalanche without sin
that threw the first rock at Mary Magdalene.

I don't want to disperse every breath I take and exhale
aurorally like veils, as lovely as they are, over the face of the sky
as if it had something indecent to hide like snow on a dungheap.
I don't think the dung needs to be dressed up like a festering virgin
that needs to be purified. Snowflakes on a slow methane furnace
I think the dung and the snow go the way of all flesh
though some walk, some run, some flow, some evaporate
and some are just inflammably combustible, but all
know their own way back to their roots as well as anyone.
Never known a river that needed a guru
to find its own way back to the sea, or a cloud
that was ever unhappy about the way it was shaped by the wind.

I wash my hands, and I'm bathed in the waters of Jordan.
I open my eyes, and God says fiat lux, let there be light.
I walk over to the window and look down on the morning street
and Muhammad makes that my quibla, my direction of prayer,
and under the eaves there's a mourning dove
singing the shahada like a muezzin to its young.
I put my clothes on, slowly rising to consciousness
until my thirteenth year and I'm wearing my tallit and tefillin
at my own bar mitzvah, listening for the Aliyah
to call me up and recite the Torah. I admire the stamina
of the petunias still brimming over the rims of the whiskey barrels
municipally placed between the parking meters
in a biting autumn wind, and the Buddha hands
Ananda a flower and smiles as if I could understand him.
I rescue a fly from drowning in a toilet bowl
with a piece of kleenex like something it can cling to
because I think one day that could be me
praying for a lifeboat, and Beelzebub commends me
for my lack of discrimination, and Lucifer's intrigued
while Jesus befriends me because my compassion isn't fastidious.

What's so unspiritual about mundanity as it is?
Samsara is nirvana. Delusion the door to enlightenment.
Every chore, a religious ritual, a do, a path in a participatory world.
Every farmer in the Perth Restaurant at their daily coffee clutch
a sage as wise as the rocks and stumps he's cleared
like a backhoe from his fields laid out like scripture
covered in mustard, goldenrod, vetch and purple loosestrife.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. You want to touch the soul,
it's not out there out of palpable reach, it's
the starmud between your fingers and your toes,
under your nails, the sweetmeat of your brain
in a black walnut shell, the very stuff your hands are made of.
And this is more of a mystery than looking for it anywhere else.

The black-eyed Susans, the New England asters,
the last of the wildflowers aren't just things to look at
but seers in themselves the stars consult like oracles
of what's to come, and when you look at the maple trees aflame
who needs anymore martyrs or heretics than that,
and sometimes you can even see Raphael throwing his paintings
in the Bonfire of the Vanities while Savanarola rails like the wind
against the Medici he's trying to drive out of Florence
or the Taliban trying to purge what's she's reading
out of a young girl's eyes with the formic acids
of stinging nettles and ant heaps clinging to the Koran
like a no trespassing sign at all the crossroads of life
where the Sufis whirl like galaxies into rapturous extinction
and Allah sends no more rasuls like prophets with books
and forgoes the words for the grammar of natural things
as signs of the Friend within and without
and everything's a metaphor of the tauhid and unity
of the worlds within worlds in light upon light.

Work is as much a form of worship when you see it right
as the Hindus do, as love is. So when you're feeding the cats
or putting out oats for the horses, this is the mysticism of action
beyond the contemplative, actualizing the abstract
in an act of devotion such that for every roofing nail
a carpenter drives into a rafter, a temple is built in the heart,
and hundreds of loveletters are released for free
like doves and flamingoes or sidereal swans and eagles,
Japanese plum blossoms into the sky that writes back like the moon.

And, yes, there are times when I go mad in my isolation cell
and fling my inkpot at the wall like Luther at the Devil,
and want to get out of here so badly I set my desk afire
and let it drift like a Viking funeral ship all the way to the bottom
and the next thing you know coral's trying to grow
a Gothic cathedral out of it, complete with angels and gargoyles,
virgins and saints, and grief turned fluid once more
is flowing like a river of stone back to the sky again
as all the masons and their families that laid the heritage field stones
dance around it like fish in the Great Barrier Reef
as the cardinals stand around in their bifurcated, goose-necked,
bi-valved barnacle hats astonished by what metaphors can achieve
polyp by polyp, dropp by dropp in a limestone cave, star by star
in an expanding universe, or cell by cell in the body of a human
when imagination is free to work in tandem with the random
like genetic mutations on helical stairwells of dna
sliding down the bannisters as if even evolution
were a game of spiral snakes and ladders with oxymoronic rungs
and if you're lucid and want make things clear as starmud
you have to resort to speaking in tongues.

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Sometimes I just want to be

Sometimes I just want to be, simply want share delight, free space, joy of naturally being, no **** heads in sight, just the pureness of life uninterrupted for a while by the bombardment of manipulative people pushing the **** of their or some companies' agenda on me.

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I just want to die

I just want to get away
From this mad evil world.
Only I cant
Each time I try
Some one is there to save me.
They wont let me forfill my wish.
Im in emotional pain
And cant live any longer.

Why must people save me?
Is it not clear enough?
Please just let me go.
Its all I want to do

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Joy

Joy
Is smile on my face
Is happiness in people or having time of their life
Don't let anyone get in your life
You have the power to go any where you want
You can do anything you desire
Noone is going say I can't go or do that
This is my life and my decision
I just want to have fun
I'm young and there things I want to do
Its time for some fun
I'm excited that I can't tell you how I feel
Time is flying by so fast
I'm breathing in nice air and looking at how great life I'm having
Im looking in the open dooor and oppurtunities is making me feel
Joy

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Today You Guys Are Just Going To Have To Wait

At times I feel,
I provoke the ghosts...
Of my ancestors.
Especially when I know,
I am not at my best!
And rest I'd rather get.
Than to impress with those gifts,
From which I did get,
As a result of my ancestors blood and sweat.

Never did I wish,
To sit...
In the taking for granted,
Of those I represent and miss.

But I do admit,
A feeling I provoke...
The wishes of my ancestors.
Those ghosts within me that make visits.
Awaiting impatiently to do...
Not what I want.
But what they insist!

'Today you guys are just going to have to wait,
And sit.
I am tired.
I need rest.
And rest I am going to get! '

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Just Now, I Have Fallen In Love

Just now, I have fallen in love,
In love with my pure life!
Pure life which has deep faith,
Deep faith on my friends...
My friends, saved me while I,
While I was sinking, fighting,
Fighting with my weeping soul.
My weeping soul, who gave up hope,
Hope to live, to survive,
To survive against the odd days,
The odd days, moments, were eating away,
Eating away my innocent self.
My innocent self is now singing,
Singing the song of victory,
Victory over the abysmal fiend.
Fiend is defeated, let me thank my,
Friends, for giving me shade, shade
Shade of the cool great tree!
Let me, give them the bouquet of
Respect, love and affection!

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I Just Want To Be The One In Your Life

Some people shoot for the stars
Dream upon dream
They long to go far
Chasing their rainbow so high
Wish upon wish
They'll reach for the sky
But I got one little dream
And baby that's all I want
Girl it's up to you
You can make my dreams come true
[Chorus:]
I just want to be the one in your life
For ever, for always
I just want to be the one in your life
For ever , for always
I don't need cheers from the crowd
To make me feel big
To make me feel proud
Darlin just a little touch of your hand
Is all that I need
To feel like a man
And I keep hoping each day
I'll woun't dream my life away
Girl you hold the key
To make my dream a reality
[Chorus 2x]

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I just want one more day with you

I'm so sad and depressed
Is all I want to do is rest
I go to sleep at night
But my dreams I just can't fight

I think of you lying in that bed(chest)
And wonder if there is anything I could have said
I wish you were still here
But I know that you are still near
but I feel your hot breathing is my face,

I love you more than you know
I just wish you didn't have to go
I say to you stay with me stay with me
I just want one more day with you
And I know thats what you would have wanted too

I miss you more and more each and everyday
There is so much more we had to say
I know I will see you again
But my life is just started to begin.

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Dance Party

Come on everyone
Let's go
It' time for a
Dance Party
Turn that music up loud as loud you want
I wanna dance all night until my feet get tired
I don't want this night to end
This is time of my life to get away
From my problems and people I don't want to see
I just want to have fun
Its best way to make me feel so relief
Keep party going
Dance Party
Yeaaaaa
Let get crazy and have great time
Don't stop the music
Bust your move
Don't stop the music
Show people the side
You never show before
They be amazed
Have fun and eat with your friends
Don't be shy
What is point if you go there if you don't have fun
You might make new friends
I want DJ to play my songs
So I can dance all night until my feet get tired
Come on everyone dance
Dance party

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I Just Want to Say 'Hello' Then Step

You may claim not to know my name.
But I remember,
You're the same 'old' you.
And if our love had remained...
You would take away my memory too.

But I,
Am not...
Gonna play those stale games again!
I just want to say 'hello'
Then step!
I don't want to start,
Anything I'll later regret!

You claim not to be a part,
Of a past that broke your heart!

Well,
I feel the same as you do.
I am not going to bring up,
All the things we both have gone through.

But I,
Am not...
Gonna play those stale games again.
I just want to say 'hello' then step!
I don't want to start anything,
I'll later regret.

No I,
Am not...
Gonna play those games again.
I just want to say 'hello',
Then step!
I don't want to start anything upon the scene,
I'll later regret...
To undo!

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I Just Want You Around

I just want you around
I just want you around
I just want you around
I just want you around
Thought that I had lost you
I can hardly make a sound
When I thought I couldn't hold you
Knew the world had let me down
Should have took the time to tell you
You keep my feet on the ground
I hope that you can hear me
Cause I know its not profound
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
When I thought I was without you
I got used to being down
It was my fault I used to doubt you
But that aint me next time around
Please believe me when I tell you
Cause all my words are bound
This is my cross now let me bare it
I was lost but now I'm found-found-found
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
Took this love for granted
Kept my feelings underground
Should have watered what I planted
Should have known what I have found
I'm not used to being lonely
I don't like the way it sounds
You're the only one I know-yeah
Who don't turn my upside-down
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
Yeah I want you around
I just need you around .......

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I Just Want To Dance With You

I dont want to be the kind to hesitate,
Be too shy, wait too late
I dont care what they say other lovers do,
I just want to dance with you.
I gotta feeling that you have a heart like mine,
So let it show, let it shine.
If we have a chance to make one heart of two,
I just want to dance with you.
I want to dance with you, twirl you all around the floor
Thats what they intended dancin for,
I just want to dance with you.
I want to dance with you, hold you in my arms once more,
Thats what they invented dancin for,
I just want to dance with you.
I caught you lookin at me when I looked at you,
Yes I did, aint that true?
You wont get embarrassed by the things I do,
I just want to dance with you.
Oh the boys are playin softly and the girls are too,
So am I and so are you.
If this was a movie, wed be right on cue,
I just want to dance with you.
I want to dance with you, twirl you all around the floor
Thats what they intended dancin for,
I just want to dance with you.
I want to dance with you, hold you in my arms once more,
Thats what they invented dancin for,
I just want to dance with you.
I just want to dance with you,
I just want to dance with you,
I just want to dance with you.

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