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To: goldworldnet who wrote (377)	1/28/2005 2:18:43 AM
From: sandintoes	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 32267

Band On The Run Paul McCartney & Wings Stuck inside these four walls Sent inside forever Never seeing no one Nice again like you Mama you, Mama you If I ever get out of here Thought of giving it all away To a registered charity All I need is a pint a day If I ever get out of here (If we ever get out of here) Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash As we fell into the sun And the first one said to the second one there I hope you're having fun Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and Sailor Sam Were searching every one For the band on the run, band on the run Band on the run, band on the run Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh Seeing no one else had come And a bell was ringing in the village square For the rabbits on the run Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and Sailor Sam Were searching every one For the band on the run, band on the run Yeah, the band on the run, band on the run Band on the run, band on the run Well, the night was falling as the desert world Began to settle down In the town they're searching for us everywhere But we never will be found Band on the run, band on the run And the county judge, who held a grudge Will search forever more For the band on the run, band on the run Band on the run, band on the run

To: goldworldnet who wrote (377)	3/20/2006 6:50:10 AM
From: goldworldnet	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 32267

Linda Ronstadt » Different Drum written by Michael Nesmith You and I travel to the beat of a different drum Oh can't you tell by the way I run Every time you make eyes at me Wo-oh You cry and moan and say it will work out But honey child I've got my doubts You can't see the forest for the trees Oh don't get me wrong It's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person place or thing To try and pull the reins in on me So good-bye I'll be leaving I see no sense in this crying and grieving We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me Oh don't get me wrong It's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person place or thing To try and pull the reins in on me So good-bye I'll be leaving I see no sense in this crying and grieving We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me * * *