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Steve Ray

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here i sit...
no shit
i am sick of it
sick of it all
i will not fall
you all
for i am strong
it wont be long
for those who stray
YOU betray
for you have no hold
as to be so bold

i sip my glass
as you can kiss my ass

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as sung by the CARPENTERS

Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I’d like to quit

Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around, nothing to do but frown

Rainy days and mondays always get me down
What I’ve got they used to call the blues

Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don’t belong

Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and mondays always get me down

Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
It’s nice to know somebody loves me

Funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
To run and find the one who loves me

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thank you Russell Edson... great poem

The house grows sick in its dining room and begins to vomit.
Father cries, the dining room is vomiting.
No wonder, the way you eat, it's enough to make anybody sick,
says his wife.
What shall we do? What shall we do? he cries.
Call the Vomit Doctor of course.
Yes, but all he does is vomit, sighs father.
If you were a vomit doctor you'd vomit too.
But isn't there enough vomit? sighs father.
There is never enough vomit.
Do I make everybody that sick, sighs father.
No no, everybody is born sick.
Born sick? cries father.
Of course, haven't you noticed how everybody eventually
dies? she says.
Is the dining room dying...?
... The way you eat, it's enough to make anyone sick,
she screams.
So I do make everybody that sick...
Excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick, she says.

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Steve Miller sings

I heat up, I can’t cool down
You got me spinnin’
’round and ’round
’round and ’round and ’round it goes
Where it stops nobody knows

Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burnin’ flame
Burnin’ flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher

Abra-abra-cadabra
I want to reach out and grab ya
Abra-abra-cadabra
Abracadabra

You make me hot, you make me sigh
You make me laugh, you make me cry
Keep me burnin’ for your love
With the touch of a velvet glove

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