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To: goldworldnet who wrote (1446)	3/22/2006 1:05:17 AM
From: ManyMoose	Respond to of 32276

The Carpenters - All You Get From Love Is A Love Song hotlyrics.net Like sailin' on a sailin' ship to nowhere Love took over my heart like an ocean breeze As seagulls fly I knew that I was losin' Love was washed away with the driftin' tide () Oh, it's a dirty old shame When all you get from love is a love song That's got you layin' up nights just waitin' for the music to start It's such a dirty old shame when you get to take the blame for a love song Because the best love songs are written with a broken heart And now the tears in my eyes are ever blinding The future that lies before me I cannot see Although tomorrow I know the sun is rising Lighting up the world for everyone, but not for me Repeat () three times

To: goldworldnet who wrote (1446)	4/24/2006 11:57:59 PM
From: goldworldnet	Respond to of 32276

Dusty Springfield » Son of a Preacher Man Billy-Ray was a Preacher's son, And when his daddy would visit he'd come along, When they gathered round and started talking, That's when Billy would take me walking, Through the back yard we'd go walking, Then he'd look into my eyes, Lord knows to my surprise: The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man, Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was. Being good isn't always easy, No matter how hard I tried, When he started sweet talking to me, he'd come tell me everything is alright, he'd kiss and tell me everything is alright, Can I get away again tonight?. The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man, Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was. How well I remember, The look that was in his eyes, Stealing kisses from me on the sly, Taking time to make time, Telling me that he's all mine, Learning from each others knowing, Looking to see how much we'd grown. The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man, Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was. * * *