Don't mind me, I just wanted this thread to go to two pages.

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Thread monger.

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"And Wirthling isn't worth the paper he isn't printed on."

Oh yeah?!? Well, you just gave me a good excuse to extend it further!

Ha!

Incidentally, here is a lovely little song by Aussie indy folksy acoustic rocker girl Deborah Conway. It's... nice! This one is from Bitch Epic, easily her greatest album. Get it, please, for your own sake.

Today I Am A Daisy
by Deborah Conway

Today I am a daisy
Tomorrow I will be the chain holding up your heart
Today I am a waitress but tomorrow I could be an astronaut
Flying to the moon, playing amongst the stars
Seeing the galaxy from inside a jar
Today I am a sea-shell
Tomorrow I will be the ocean roaring in your ear
Today I am your daughter
Tomorrow I will make your disappointments disappear
And you will come fly with me
We will play leap-frog through the years
And life will be elegant
We can chase away the tears
Goodbye goodbye
Today will be tomorrow
Goodbye goodbye
Tomorrow's almost here
Goodbye goodbye
Today will be tomorrow
Goodbye goodbye
Something might be clear
Today I am a daisy
Tomorrow I will be Vincent's sunflowers,
Claude's lilies, anything I want
Today I am a waitress but tomorrow well I might be an astronaut
I will be bathed in love
I will be soaking in tenderness
And you will be standing there

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This is great, I just downloaded it today.

Airhead
Thomas Dolby
buy her all the right clothes and pretty jewels to wear
My friends say she's a dumb blonde but they don't know she dyes her hair
She thinks the fighting in Central America's easily solved
But what to wear to Bel Air premieres is a problem she could never resolve

She's an AIRHEAD.
Stungun and mace, Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space"
She's an AIRHEAD.
Thousands in trust, cusp aquarius - get serious.
She's an AIRHEAD.
Tinted contacts don't change the fact that black is black.
She's an AIRHEAD.
And while I'm impressed with the length of those legs,
she's not an intellectual giant...

She'd like to model, or maybe act, or start a magazine
Before she signs any big contracts, she better learn to read
But in her dreams she's the queen of the fashion regime

You ask me do I love you, does the Pope live in the woods? Quod
Erat Demonstrandum, baby. ("Ooh, you speak french!!")

She's an AIRHEAD.
Stungun and mace, Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space"
She's an AIRHEAD.
Thousands in trust, cusp aquarius - get serious.
She's an AIRHEAD.
Tinted contacts don't change the fact that black is black.
She's an AIRHEAD.
And while I'm impressed with the size of that chest,
she's not an intellectual giant...

Sweet and low and oh-so, little Ms. Dora Jarre
Safe sex and fishnets and could you walk me to my car - pa!
She's losing faith in a world that is out of control
So she's gonna nix politics, she's taking up volleyball
Volleyball!! Why?

Cause she's an AIRHEAD.
Stungun and mace, Kharmann Ghia plates say "Lost in Space"
She's an AIRHEAD.
Thousands in trust, cusp aquarius - get serious.
She's an AIRHEAD.
and now the time's come for the end of my song
don't get me wrong

If she's an airhead, it has to be said
It was men made her that way
It was us made her that way
It was us made her that way!

Oh airhead.

Another great one is "She blinded me with science"

Drive
Bic Runga

I know it's late now I know I ought to go
Ride in your car now but please don't drop me home
My head's so heavy, could this be all a dream?
Promise me maybes and say things you don't mean
Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Keep my heart turning on axles around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo
Let

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just drive

Debatable as to whether this is her best song (from the "Drive" album), but nevertheless, it's a good one.

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Skeeter Valentine = hot.

Am I the thread nazi or what? It seems like every time I post something, the thread just stops.

Or is it because you're ultra afraid of my kisses blowing powers?

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Skeeter Valentine = hot.

Hrm...

I Can't Quit Her
(Al Kooper, I. Levine)

I can't quit her
She's got a hold on me
She got her hand on my soul
I can't quit her
'cause I see her face everywhere I go
In the city streets, in the country fields
In the back of my mind
I know it can't be real
For a woman to possess
all the tenderness she had
But the hands of time
keep tickin' on my back
'cause it's been so long
since I had her back beside me,
Yeah, I know

I can't quit her
'cause on my darkest night
she comes on like a light
I can't quite her
Try as I may, with all my might
She had a woman's touch
And a young girls eyes,
and in seconds flat I was pros'lytized
turned around,
and made to feel sweet love
But the hands of time
Keep tickin' on my back
'cause it's been so long
since I had her back beside me

True love is somethin'
ev'ry young boy knows about
and he fights his whole soul all the best to find some
I was a young boy
'till I held her in my arms
now I find that I'm strung out behind some

I can't quit her
She got her hand on me
she got a hold on my soul
'cause I your face everywhere I go
I can't quit her, woo ooo yeah
I know
You know I see your face
Everywhere I go!
I need her...I need the little girl

(Backwards Guitar Solo)
(Horns until fade)