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 Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 2:37 pm
The way it works is each person adds a random line from a song. The song can be anything: something on the radio, a comercial jingle, twinkle twinkle... I don't care. Then the next person coppies that line and adds another.
After ten lines all together, a new verse can start! I'll copy and paste each completed verse here.
Example:
Fred:
Twinkle Twinkle little star
John:
Twinkle Twinkle little star
Don't try to fix me I'm not broken
Sally:
Twinkle Twinkle little star
Don't try to fix me I'm not broken
I tried so hard and got so far
etc. Get it? Got it? Good.
First lyric is mine:
You know I've always been a dreamer
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:20 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love heart
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 10:07 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:08 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:26 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 1:48 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:24 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 7:01 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 8:58 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 12:35 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 6:25 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
You're my everything, you make me feel so alive
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 9:59 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
You're my everything, you make me feel so alive
A wish upon a star that's coming true.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 12:43 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
You're my everything, you make me feel so alive
A wish upon a star that's coming true.
moshi ima kanashi mi afrueru nara[it's a japanese song]
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 8:01 am
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
You're my everything, you make me feel so alive
A wish upon a star that's coming true.
moshi ima kanashi mi afrueru nara
Simpson, Homer Simpson
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 3:55 pm
You know I've always been a dreamer
You've got to believe, in the power of love
Possibly sprout wings, and eat banana-like-things
And give out glomps and hugs.
I wish I could could quit you
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
I'm just a hunk a hunk of burnin' love
but what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore
Something about your scars makes me laugh and wonder why
I'm such a sick and twisted freak, but I'll love you till I die
You're my everything, you make me feel so alive
A wish upon a star that's coming true.
moshi ima kanashi mi afrueru nara
Simpson, Homer Simpson
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts
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