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Post by stygian on Jan 15, 2004 4:58:25 GMT -5
I love this song
Bif Naked Stolen Sidewalk lyrics I'm a junkie. I'm a whore. That's what you always called me. I am raw, An open sore. I ache to remind me...
I'm a weakling, You are strong. Pick me up from where I lay. Here on a stolen sidewalk. Baby, don't make me beg...
I'm religious once again. We all are before we die... And I am so sick to death. Wasted tears I cry. And who said love would always mend, And fill the emptiness again. Should light a single candle... Make a prayer in my name.
I'm a weakling, You are strong. Pick me up from where I lay. Here on a stolen sidewalk. Baby, don't make me beg. I am not right, You're not wrong. I can't last another day. Here on a stolen sidewalk. Baby, don't make me beg...
The closest thing I found to heaven, Is sitting here, talking to you... I'm the queen of western paradise, Don't you know, Nothing left for me to do.
I'm a weakling, You are strong. Pick me up from where I lay. Here on a stolen sidewalk. Baby, don't make me beg. I am not right, You're not wrong. I can't last another day. Here on a stolen sidewalk. Baby, don't make me beg...
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Post by neo on Jan 15, 2004 6:48:40 GMT -5
you made me d-l it.. i like..
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Post by stygian on Jan 15, 2004 11:05:42 GMT -5
You like it?
I'm glad I'm not alone.
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Post by strangest on Jan 15, 2004 16:56:51 GMT -5
It's gorgeous.
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Post by stygian on Jan 15, 2004 19:27:08 GMT -5
I know this is naughty but if anyone of you with msn messenger wants to hear this song... I will share this one.
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Post by strangest on Jan 15, 2004 21:01:19 GMT -5
I tried buying the CD this morning. No one has it. But the guy in HMV knew who I was straight away. Maybe I should ask for a job? He is the manager too. Hmm...
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Post by stygian on Jan 15, 2004 22:09:25 GMT -5
I'll share the other songs with you late and you can burn your own. I love the whole cd
I hope you will too.
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Post by strangest on Jan 16, 2004 18:50:04 GMT -5
Love it love it love it love it love it! It's so good!
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Post by strangest on Jan 17, 2004 1:06:07 GMT -5
I love this song.
Suck my mouth. Suck my pain away. Helplessness, I am hard to stain. Potentially inappropriate...
I am naked, Before you. Look at me. You came for me. I pray to you. You are in me...
You are my religion. You are my religion. I'm loving you. You're loving me. You are my religion. You are my religion. I'm touching you. You're touching me...
Intoxicated with your breath. My eyes close, I am a mess. Starving and cold and I need your love...
You keep me real. You lift me up. Prayer soft, I am in love. Devotee of your immortal love.
Brutal truth. It is profound. Can you hear the sound, Of my breath?
You are my religion. You are my religion. I'm loving you. You're loving me. You are my religion. You are my religion. I'm touching you. You're touching me.
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Post by stygian on Jan 21, 2004 16:11:31 GMT -5
I think the whole album is great
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Post by stygian on Jan 21, 2004 16:12:07 GMT -5
This song has a fun bounce to it
Bif Naked Tango Shoes lyrics When we're together, I am alone. Dawdle down the street, shuffle my feet, Don't wanna go home. There's an antique store. I go inside. All I got on me, Is only twenty bucks and my pride. (That's when I see them!)
My new tango shoes, They are my treasure! They are so cool! My new tango shoes, They are my ticket! My tools! My new tango shoes, Are gonna help me dance away from you! My new tango shoes!
Like Cinderella, I am transformed. Suddenly I'm taller You're smaller I am reborn! With new courage, I go downtown. To see you sitting at a table, Girls all around. (and they see my... )
My new tango shoes, They are my treasure! They are so cool! My new tango shoes, They are my ticket! My tools! My new tango shoes, Are gonna help me dance away from you! My new tango shoes!
... see my sexy metamorphosis Right before your angry eyes... I stick a red rose in between my lips, Turn on my heel, Dance out of your life!
You told me you love me. That was untrue. Now that we're over, This dance is for you.
My new tango shoes, They are my treasure! They are so cool! My new tango shoes, They are my ticket! My tools! My new tango shoes, Are gonna help me dance away from you! My new tango shoes!
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Post by strangest on Jan 21, 2004 18:18:24 GMT -5
That song is so fun in the car!
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Post by the6 on Jan 22, 2004 21:03:17 GMT -5
I tried buying the CD this morning. No one has it. But the guy in HMV knew who I was straight away. Maybe I should ask for a job? He is the manager too. Hmm... You really should!! I know a few Bif Naked songs since she's Canadian. I really love Moment of weakness I love myself today Spacemen and many other I can't recall... She's a really great artist!!
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Post by strangest on Jan 22, 2004 21:41:26 GMT -5
I can't buy bif in aussie. It sucks,
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Post by magdelina on Jan 27, 2004 10:05:16 GMT -5
Bif Naked ROCKS!!
The song that started it all for me was "Lucky". I still love that one.
It was a monday, when my lover told me, "never pay the reaper with love only. " What could i say to you, except, "i love you. " And "i'd give my life for yours. "
I know we are: we are the lucky ones. I know we are: we are the lucky ones. I know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
The first time we made love, i: i wasn't sober. (and you told me you loved me over and over!) How could i ever love another, when i miss you every day:
Remember the time we made love in the roses? (and you took my picture in all sorts of poses!) How could i ever get over you, when i'd give my life for yours.
I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
My dear, It's time to say i thank god for you. I thank god for you in each and every single way. And, i know... i know... i know... i know...
It's time to let you know. time to let you know. Time to let you know. time to sit here and say:
I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are... we are the lucky ones. I know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear. We are the lucky ones, dear...
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