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I was playing a Fender Telecaster when I first joined.

quote by Lindsey Buckingham
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Playing With The Boys

Id say it was the right time
To walk away
When dreaming takes you nowhere
Its time to play
Bodies working overtime
Your money dont matter
The clock keeps ticking
When someones on your mind
Im moving in slow motion
Feels so good
Its a strange anticipation
Knock, knock, knocking on wood
Bodies working overtime
Man against man
And all that ever matters
Is baby whos ahead in the game
Funny but its always the same
Playing, playing with the boys
Playing, playing with the boys
After chasing sunsets
One of lifes simple joys
Is playing with the boys
Said it was the wrong thing
For me to do
I said its just a boys game
Girls play too
My heart is working overtime
In this kind of game
People get hurt
Im afraid that someone is me
If you want to find me, Ill be
Playing, playing with the boys
Staying, playing with the boys
After chasing sunsets
One of lifes simple joys
I dont want to be the moth around your fire
I dont want to be obsessed by my desire
Im ready, Im leaving
Ive seen enough
...with the boys
Ive seen enough
You play too rough
Playing, playing with the boys
Ill be staying, playing with the boys
After chasing sunsets
One of lifes simple joys
Is playing with the boys
Playing with the boys
Playing
Playing

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song performed by Kenny Loggins
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Wasted Youth

Wasted youth
Wasted youth
I remember everything!
I remember everything little thing, as if it happened yesterday
I was barely seventeen, and I once killed a boy with a fender guitar
I dont remember if it was a telecaster or a stratocaster
But I do remember that it had a heart of chrome, and a voice like a horny angel
I dont remember if it was a telecaster or a stratocaster
But I do remember that it wasnt at all easy
It required the perfect combanation of the right power chords
And the percise angel from which to strike!
The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
And the blood was zoot, dark and rich, like wild berrys
The blood of the guitar was chuck berry red
The guitar bled for about a week afterwords
But it rung out beautifly
And I was able to play notes that I had never even heard before
So I took my guitar
And I smashed it aganist the wall
I smashed it aganist the floor
I smashed it aganist the body of a varisty cheerleader
Smashed it aganist the hood of a car
Smasned it aganist a 1981 harley-davaidson
The harley howled in pain
The guitar howled in heat
And I ran up the stairs to my parents bedroom
Mommy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
Slowly I opened the door
Creeping in the shadows right up to the foot of their bed
I raised the guitar high above my head
And just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the center of the bed
My father woke up, screaming stop!
Wait a minute. stop it boy. what do you think your doing?
Thats no way to treat an expensive musical instrument
And I said, God damn it daddy,
You know I love you, but youve got a hell of a lot to learn about rock n roll

song performed by Meat Loaf
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Siamese Twins

I find you in my arms, this is how it begins
and we are so close, like Siamese twins.
Though you're separate from me, and we're often apart
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
You don't look like me it's true and I don't look like you
as we lead separate lives our secret still survives
Only we know our special affection,
only we know our secret connection.
Now you're back in my arms, at the end of the day
and like Siamese twins, with each other we'll stay.
Though you're separate from me, and we're often apart
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Joined at the heart.
Still nobody can see, that we're joined at the heart.

song performed by Don McLean
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Michael Rose
English 101
'Fender Bender' Short Response
September 29,2009

The short story, 'Fender Bender, ' by Ramon 'Tiangus' Perez,

portrays the prejudiced state in which the contemporary society in

America regards illegally immigrated peoples. The anecdotal

experience which Perez divulges furthermore demonstrates an inter-

cultural conflict between Mexican immigrants: those who have become

Americanized and those who have clung onto the the cultural

idiosyncrosies of Mexico. In the short story, this conflict is catalyzed

over language-preference divergencies between a 'Chicano' cop and

a Mexican semaritan. On the other hand, however, the role which is

carried out by the 'Anglo-saxon' male, who is involved in the fender

bender with Perez, semphores a present-day change which is taking

place in those outlooks held by the base, Caucasian population within

America; the 'Anglo-saxon' insists against those legal complications

with which the 'Chicano' cop desires to have pass upon Perez.

Ultimately, the corruption of the system succeeds, however; the cop

forces Perez to lock his car keys within the vehicle, and proceed to

walk away from the vehicle, into the distance and down the block.

Perez is rescued by a meager hanger on a a street corner.

poem by Michael Timothy Rose
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People Everywhere: Social Music (Original 11 03 2009)

PEOPLE EVERYWHERE: SOCIAL MUSIC
Original 11 03 3009

People everywhere over here over there people
In poor bread lines people in pony drawn carriages
People on a chariot with a rumble seat people on a
Climb on a mountain steep people on a dime on a
Corner on Wall Street –street people -people everywhere
Everywhere there’s a drummer. Where you going?
Everywhere you go you go with a beat you go with
Where the music is… where the music is “social man
What’s jazz? ” People everywhere just social that’s all
New Orleans people social all the way up river to
Kansas City on up to Chicago don’t make no difference
If your name is Santiago Obama Bergson Rothschild
Bush just social People -Montrose New York City
People social all the way to Rio Paris Johannesburg
Brazil Belize over all the bridges –London Suez
Toronto Montreal people in a dim café -social
People in church every weekday and everyday
Everywhere there’s a temple play -Joe’s Place
People social man -music social don’t make no
Difference where you get together whoever is playing
Just playing so you keep on playing with everybody
Playing -people play social music man –man or
Woman don’t understand just don’t stop playing
People everywhere want to be there to see it -up here
You playing social music -understand -just don’t
Stop playing -people everywhere get hungry lose
Patience -people everywhere not playing social music
When you stop playing social music people every-
Where stop –trying to figure out why everybody
Stop playing social music -nothing social about
Playing a whole lot of music -nothing truly social
In a lot of music -the next thing you know a short
Spell and before long you got wars breaking out
Stop playing and its hell -that’s not social any more.

Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.

poem by Lee B. Mack
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Playing For Time

Travel down the road of heartache
Hear an echo in my mind
Ive played with fire
Burned my fingers
Now Im gonna take my time
You dont have to shout about it
Cant you see it obvious
Feel (? ) its getting close to comfort
Why you makin such a fuss?
Take your time with
What youre doin
And youll see the skies appear
Seen and heard it all before her
Now you understand my fear
Cant you see the time will tell us
How its gonna always be
You can wrap me
Around your finger
And I aint no mystery
Playing for time
Thats all I can do
Im playing for time
Before I fall in love with you
You can push me every which way
Hey I got no place to fall
Guess youre gonna rue your bullshit
When your backs against the wall
Louder now thats what the games go(? ? ? ? )
And I bought the devil now(? ? ? )
You can get to dream about it
I wont need one anyhow
Playing for time
Thats all I can do
Playing for time
Before I fall in love
Playing for time
Thats all I wanna do
Playing for time
Before I fall in love
Oh, you dont have to shout about it
Cant you see it obvious
Feel its getting close for comfort
Why you making such a fuss?
Travel down the road of heartache
Hear an echo my mind
Played with fire, burned my fingers
Now Im gonna take my time
Playing for time
Before I fall in love with you
Playing for time

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song performed by Uriah Heep
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Russian Roulette

Take it or leave it Ive heard it been said
All this spring fevers just way over my head
Stealing my moments, taking up all my time
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
Its none of my business baby just whats going on
Im not going to wait till somebody throw me a bone
Im way out on a limb now, and nothing seems to rhyme
Its playing russian roulette with my mind
I think that youve caught on, that youve been used and all
Im going down new orleans, Ive got to see dr. john
Got my mojo working everything will be fine
Stop playing russian roulette with my mind
Its not easy baby when everything starts getting out of control
Hang on your hat now, hang on to your soul
Dont worry baby, I wanna throw you the line
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Too many hustlers, Ive been here before
None of them really know just who that you are
Everything gets contracted and space gets confined
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette
Theyre playing russian roulette with your mind

song performed by Van Morrison
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Shadow Games

(first verse)
Long ago in the ancient past
I remember a life when we first met
In a dark shadow realm under a big full moon
There and then I could tell
You try to break my will
But now watch as I rise to a whole new height
And my mad battle cry will be heard all night
(chorus)
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and
No I wont be beat again
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and
All this time Ive prayed my friend
(second verse)
So now you know after time has passed
You can never be sure youre always the best
Cause Im back from the shadows coming after you
On the brightest day
Of your darkest hour
So now watch as I rise to a whole new height
And my mad battle cry will be heard all night
(chorus)
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and
No I wont be beat again
You keep on playing (You keep on playing)
Those dark shadow games and
All this time Ive prayed my friend
(third verse)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
You destroyed the future with your past
Forgot the lesson of the test
You never understood the blessed
Too bad today will be your last
So now watch as I rise to a whole new height
And my mad battle cry will be heard all night
(chorus)
You keep on playing (You keep on playing)
Those dark shadow games and
No I wont be beat again
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and
All this time Ive prayed my friend
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and
No I wont be beat again
You keep on playing
Those dark shadow games and

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song performed by Yu-Gi-Oh
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Pharsalia - Book II: The Flight Of Pompeius

This was made plain the anger of the gods;
The universe gave signs Nature reversed
In monstrous tumult fraught with prodigies
Her laws, and prescient spake the coming guilt.

How seemed it just to thee, Olympus' king,
That suffering mortals at thy doom should know
By omens dire the massacre to come?
Or did the primal parent of the world
When first the flames gave way and yielding left
Matter unformed to his subduing hand,
And realms unbalanced, fix by stern decree'
Unalterable laws to bind the whole
(Himself, too, bound by law), so that for aye
All Nature moves within its fated bounds?
Or, is Chance sovereign over all, and we
The sport of Fortune and her turning wheel?
Whate'er be truth, keep thou the future veiled
From mortal vision, and amid their fears
May men still hope.

Thus known how great the woes
The world should suffer, from the truth divine,
A solemn fast was called, the courts were closed,
All men in private garb; no purple hem
Adorned the togas of the chiefs of Rome;
No plaints were uttered, and a voiceless grief
Lay deep in every bosom: as when death
Knocks at some door but enters not as yet,
Before the mother calls the name aloud
Or bids her grieving maidens beat the breast,
While still she marks the glazing eye, and soothes
The stiffening limbs and gazes on the face,
In nameless dread, not sorrow, and in awe
Of death approaching: and with mind distraught
Clings to the dying in a last embrace.

The matrons laid aside their wonted garb:
Crowds filled the temples -- on the unpitying stones
Some dashed their bosoms; others bathed with tears
The statues of the gods; some tore their hair
Upon the holy threshold, and with shrieks
And vows unceasing called upon the names
Of those whom mortals supplicate. Nor all
Lay in the Thunderer's fane: at every shrine
Some prayers are offered which refused shall bring
Reproach on heaven. One whose livid arms
Were dark with blows, whose cheeks with tears bedewed
And riven, cried, 'Beat, mothers, beat the breast,
Tear now the lock; while doubtful in the scales

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poem by Marcus Annaeus Lucanus
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In early '57, I bought a Fender Telecaster.

quote by Johnny Rivers
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Playing With Uranium

In for an evening, of lite entertainment
and who would believe you, could worry the neighbor
Come on over to my place, playing with uranium
If it blows up in your face, see you on the other side
Come on over to my place, playing with uranium
Reinvent the human race, you just got the invitation
We go undiscovered, cause people are careless
One way or another, they'll never forget us
Come on over to my place, playing with uranium
If it blows up in your face, see you on the other side
Come on over to my place, playing with uranium
Reinvent the human race, you just got the invitation
Playing with uranium, playing with uranium
Never be the same again
Cause they're playing with uranium,
Playing with uranium, playing with uranium

song performed by Duran Duran
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Join The Gang

Let me introduce you to the gang
Johnny plays the sitar, hes an existentialist
Once he had a name, now he plays our game
You wont feel so good now that youve joined the gang
Molly is the model in the ads
Crazy clothes and acid full of soul and crazy hip
Someone switched her on, then her beam went wrong
Cause she cant switch off now that shes joined the gang
Arthur is a singer with a band
Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage
Look at arthur rave, all the kids are paid
They want to see the croaking man who joined the gang
You wont be alone, weve all got beery grins
Its a big illusion but at least youre in
At least youre in
This clubs called the webb, its this months pick
Next month we shall find a place where prices arent so stiff
15 bob a coke, fraid thats past a joke
This is how to spend now that youve joined the gang
This is what to do now that youre here
Sit round doing nothing all together very fast
Psychedelic stars, throwing down cigars
Theyre picking up the joints now that theyve joined the gang

song performed by David Bowie
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Cymon And Iphigenia. From Boccace

Old as I am, for lady's love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once inflamed my soul, and still inspires my wit.
If love be folly, the severe divine;
Has felt that folly, though he censures mine;
Pollutes the pleasures of a chaste embrace,
Acts what I write, and propagates in grace,
With riotous excess, a priestly race.
Suppose him free, and that I forge the offence,
He showed the way, perverting first my sense:
In malice witty, and with venom fraught,
He makes me speak the things I never thought.
Compute the gains of his ungoverned zeal;
Ill suits his cloth the praise of railing well.
The world will think that what we loosely write,
Though now arraigned, he read with some delight;
Because he seems to chew the end again,
When his broad comment makes the text too plain,
And teaches more in one explaining page
Than all the double meanings of the stage.

What needs he paraphrase on what we mean?
We were at worst but wanton; he's obscene.
I nor my fellows nor my self excuse;
But Love's the subject of the comic Muse;
Nor can we write without, nor would you
A tale of only dry instruction view.
Nor love is always of a vicious kind,
But oft to virtuous acts inflames the mind,
Awakes the sleepy vigour of the soul,
And, brushing o'er, adds motion to the pool.
Love, studious how to please, improves our parts
With polished manners, and adorns with arts.
Love first invented verse, and formed the rhyme,
The motion measured, harmonized the chime;
To liberal acts enlarged the narrow-souled,
Softened the fierce, and made the coward bold;
The world, when waste, he peopled with increase,
And warring nations reconciled in peace.
Ormond, the first, and all the fair may find,
In this one legend to their fame designed,
When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind.
In that sweet isle, where Venus keeps her court,
And every grace, and all the loves, resort;
Where either sex is formed of softer earth,
And takes the bent of pleasure from their birth;
There lived a Cyprian lord, above the rest
Wise, wealthy, with a numerous issue blest.

But, as no gift of fortune is sincere,

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poem by John Dryden
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Playing With Girls

Highball women that are hot to touch
Legs do the talkin spellin out lust
See the sugar daddies with a sweet tooth and a smile
See whats hangin off him like a wantn child
Thats where youll find me standing proud
Chorus:
Playing with girls gonna get you hot
Playing with guns gonna get you shot
Playing with fire gonna heat you up
Playing with me youre gonna get the lot
Bring on the showgirls and the debutantes
Late-night waitress in a restaurant
Headin for the clubs and bars with the flashin lights
Lookin for the good-time girls in their black nylon tights
Over the barrel bottoms-up
Repeat chorus
Oooh river run dry
Yeah playing with fire
Oooh wild sweet child
Playing with girls
Playing with girls
I like a tall girl, but Ill take em small
I want em all up front I like em all
I wanna see em strut their stuff
Lose their social grace
You play your cards right and youll deal yourself an ace
Thats where youll find me standing proud
Playing with girls

song performed by AC-DC
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World In Motion (Subbuteo Mix)

ENGLAND NEW ORDER - 'WORLD IN MOTION'
=====================================
Express yourself
Create the space
You know you can win
Don't give up the chase
Beat the man
Take him on
You never give up
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
You can't be wrong
When somethings good
Its never gone
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I can't believe its true
Now is the time
Let everyone see
You never give up
Thats how it should be
Don't get caught
Make your own play
Express yourself
Don't give it away
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
You can't be wrong
When somethings good
Its never wrong
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I can't believe its true
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I can't believe its true
You've got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line

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World In Motion

Express yourself
Create the space
You know you can win
Dont give up the chase
Beat the man
Take him on
You never give up
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
You cant be wrong
When somethings good
Its never gone
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I cant believe its true
Now is the time
Let everyone see
You never give up
Thats how it should be
Dont get caught
Make your own play
Express yourself
Dont give it away
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
Its one on one
Express yourself
You cant be wrong
When somethings good
Its never wrong
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I cant believe its true
Loves got the world in motion
And I know what we can do
Loves got the world in motion
And I cant believe its true
Youve got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line
Theyll always hit you and hurt you
Defend and attack

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Suddenly

She said it wasnt my fault
She said we gave it our all
And she walked away
I never saw the girls I spoke to, no
But tell me is there something I can do
Leave another message on the telephone
And youre parked outside with your headlights on
[chorus:]
Suddenly Im standing at your door
And the steps dont feel like they did before
The radios playing loud but its not our song
Suddenly hes all alone with you
Hes looking in your eyes like I wanted to
I knock four times and pretend youre not at home
Suddenly Im all alone
Suddenly Im all alone
She said it wasnt the same (she said it wasnt the same)
You said our lifes been so plain
Then she walked away
Want to make things brand new
Tell me is there something I can do, whoa
Leave another message on the telephone
And youre parked outside with your headlights on
[chorus:]
Suddenly Im standing at your door
And the steps dont feel like they did before
The radios playing loud but its not our song
Suddenly hes all alone with you
Hes looking in your eyes like I wanted to
I knock four times and pretend youre not at home
Suddenly Im all alone
Suddenly Im all alone...
Suddenly Im all alone...
The radios playing...the radios playing...
Suddenly Im all alone...
The radios playing loud but its not our song
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Suddenly Im standing at the door
And the steps dont feel like they did before
The radios playing loud but its not our song
Suddenly Im all alone with her
Shes everything that I wish you were
You knock four times and pretend Im not at home
Suddenly Im standing at the door
And the steps dont feel like they did before
The radios playing loud but its not our song (but its not our song)
Suddenly Im all alone with her
Shes everything that I wish you were
You knock four times and pretend Im not at home
Suddenly Im standing at your door

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Squeeze Box

Mamas got a squeeze box
Mamas got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
He never gets no rest
cause shes playing all night
cause shes playing all night
And the musics all right
And the musics all right
Mamas got a squeeze box
Mamas got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
Daddy never sleeps at night
Well the kids dont eat
Well the kids dont eat
And the dog cant sleep
And the dog cant sleep
Theres no escape from the music
Theres no escape from the music
In the whole damn street
In the whole damn street
cause shes playing all night
cause shes playing all night
And the musics all right
And the musics all right
Mamas got a squeeze box
Mamas got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
Daddy never sleeps at night
She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out
Shes playing all night
Shes playing all night
And the musics all tight
And the musics all tight
Mamas got a squeeze box
Mamas got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
Daddy never sleeps at night
She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me
She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do
Come on and tease me like you do
Im so in love with you
Im so in love with you
Mamas got a squeeze box
Mamas got a squeeze box

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The Anger Behind The Swing Of This Axe

With every swing of this well worn axe.
I'm thinking of you.
The anger burns right through.
Images flash across my brain.
It's like I'm watching the most hated reruns on television.
And no matter what I do they just keep playing.

I wish I never meant you.
I wish for something sweet instead of something so bitter.
I've been told the taste will fade.
Well I'm still waiting.

With every swing of this well worn axe.
I'm thinking of you.
The anger burns right through.
Images flash across my brain.
It's like I'm watching the most hated reruns on television.
And no matter what I do they just keep playing.

I wish I never meant you.
I wish for something sweet instead of something so bitter.
I've been told the taste will fade.
Well I'm still waiting..

I did everything right and it still went so wrong.
Perfection in the moment and now its gone.
If I only knew what I know now.
I would have ran for the hills.
Never looked back.
Like a ghost completely disappeared.
Across the hemisphere.
Above the highest atmosphere.
Mind you they are limitation I grant you.
But still I don't think it's that far of an exaggeration.

With every swing of this well worn axe.
I'm thinking of you.
The anger burns right through.
Images flash across my brain.
It's like I'm watching the most hated reruns on television.
And no matter what I do they just keep playing.

I wish I never meant you.
I wish for something sweet instead of something so bitter.
I've been told the taste will fade.
Well I'm still waiting.

With every swing of this well worn axe.
I'm thinking of you.
The anger burns right through.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Keep That Beat Just Heated

You keep that conga beat strickly in the rhythm.
You keep that conga beat heat, rhythmically.
And keep that beat just heated as it flows around the room.
And keep that beat just heated.
Keep it and just heated.
Keep it as it's needed.

You keep that conga beat heat, rhythmically.
And keep that beat just heated as it flows around the room.
And keep that beat just heated.
Keep it and just heated.
Keep it as it's needed to stir up a good mood.

Give me some cello,
With the flute and bassist playing.
You keep that conga beat heat,
Rhythmically.

Add some violins and French horns too.
With the build up of some trumpets,
And a sax player's groove.

You keep that conga beat strickly in the rhythm.
You keep that conga beat heat, rhythmically.
And keep that beat just heated as it flows around the room.
And keep that beat just heated.
Keep it and just heated.
Keep it as it's needed.

Give me some cello,
With the flute and bassist playing.
You keep that conga beat heat,
Rhythmically.
You keep that conga beat...
Strickly in the rhythm.
You keep that conga beat heat, rhythmically.

Give me some cello,
With the flute and bassist playing.
You keep that conga beat heat,
Rhythmically.
You keep that conga beat...
Strickly in the rhythm.
You keep that conga beat heat, rhythmically.

Give me some cello,
With the flute and bassist playing.
Add some violins and French horns too.
With the build up of some trumpets,
And a sax player's groove.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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