Anonymous wrote:"Into the Night" for all you 16 yr old questioners
She's just 16 years old
Leave her alone, they say
Separated by fools
Who don't know what love is yet
But I want you to know
If I could fly
I'd pick you up
I'd take you into the night
And show you a love
Like you've never seen, ever seen
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
It's like having a dream
Where nobody has a heart, noboby baby
It's like having it all
And watching it fall apart
And I would wait 'til the end
Of time for you
And do it again, it's true, baby
I can't measure my love
There's nothing to compare it to
But I want you to know
If I could fly
I'd pick you up
I'd take you into the night
And show you a love
Oh, if I could fly
I'd pick you up
And into the night, take you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Come on, help me out
Oh, oh, oh
If I could fly
I'd pick you up
I'd take you into the night
And show you, show you a love
If I could fly
I'd pick you up
And into the night
(Into the night)
Anonymous wrote:I mean, have you listened to some of today's popular music?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I mean, have you listened to some of today's popular music?
Clearly we have not since we are all quoting old music.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I went up to this girl, she said, "Hi, my name is Sheena"
I thought she'd be good to go with a little Funky Cold Medina
She said, "I'd like a drink," I said, "Ehm, I'll go get it"
And then a couple sips she cold licked her lips, and I knew that she was with it
So I took her to my crib, and everything went well as planned
But when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a man
So I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer wiener
You must be sure that your girl is pure for the Funky Cold Medina
I mean, that's just funny.
Anonymous wrote:I mean, have you listened to some of today's popular music?
Anonymous wrote:George Michael's Father Figure is a tad creepy.
I will be your father figure
(Oh baby)
Put your tiny hand in mine
(I'd love to)
I will be your preacher teacher
(Be your daddy)
Anything you have in mind
(It would make me)
I will be your father figure
(Very happy)
I have had enough of crime
(Please let me)
I will be the one who loves you
'Til the end of time
That's all I wanted
But sometimes love can be mistaken
For a crime
That's all I wanted
Just to see my baby's
Blue eyes shine
This time I think that my lover
Understands me
If we have faith in each other
Then we can be
Strong, baby
Anonymous wrote:Homecoming Queen has got a gun - Julie Brown
“Debbie's smiling and waving her gun
Picking off cheerleaders one by one”
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Into the Night. How did it fly back then even?
“She’s just 16 years old, leave her alone, they say” and that leads into lyrics about implied kidnapping and underage predatory sex.
Yes, this was the first song I thought of when I saw the thread title. Someone posted the entire thing earlier. <shudder>
Anonymous wrote:I went up to this girl, she said, "Hi, my name is Sheena"
I thought she'd be good to go with a little Funky Cold Medina
She said, "I'd like a drink," I said, "Ehm, I'll go get it"
And then a couple sips she cold licked her lips, and I knew that she was with it
So I took her to my crib, and everything went well as planned
But when she got undressed, it was a big old mess, Sheena was a man
So I threw him out, I don't fool around with no Oscar Meyer wiener
You must be sure that your girl is pure for the Funky Cold Medina
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:
Lola
Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said little boy won't you come home with me
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola
La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me
Well that's the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola
La-la-la-la Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola
La-la-la-la Lola
What’s wrong with this? Seems unobjectionable.