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*blows a kiss to Kramor* ;)
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Post by Gwalchmai »

*sniff* That was so beautiful, Loner. Here, take my towel. It's all I got. ;)

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I have to go now. Have a great night, everyone!
:)

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That there; exactly the kinda diversion we coulda used.
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:eek: :o

*Loner is amazed. Now men are throwing their towels at her. This newfound attention is overwhelming. She orders a vintage cabernet fomr the bar and returns to the piano.*

*ahem...*

I could cry salty tears
Where have I been all these years?
Little wow
tell me now
How long has this been going on?

There were chills up my spine
and some thrills I...can't define ;)
Listen sweet
I repeat
How long has this been going on?

Oh, I feel that I could melt
Into heaven I'm hurled
I know how Columbus felt'finding another world

Kiss me once
Then once more
What a dunce I was before
What a break
For heaven's sake
How long has this been going on?..

*piano solo*

Let me dream that it's true...
Kiss me twice
Then once more
That makes thrice
Let's make it four ;)
What a break
For heaven's sake
How long has this
been go-ing
on...?
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See ya Gwalchmai.
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Throws money at Loner. :D
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Towels...money...

*she downs the cabernet and tries for roses:*

"There's a saying old says that love is blind
Still we're often told seek and ye shall find
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had
in mind
Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret
I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me
where is the shepherd
for this lost lamb...

There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he
turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could
always be good
To one who'd watch over me

Thought he may not be the man some
girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries
the key

Won't you tell him please
to put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh, how I need
Someone to watch
over
me
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Now throwing roses.
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*ahem*

He seems lone and silent
thoughts remain without an answer
Afraid and univited
he slowly drifts away
Moved by desire and fear
Breaking delicate wings
Lifting shadows
Off a dream once broken
She can turn a drop of water
into an ocean
As the rain is pouring down
Tears of sorrow wash his mind
Drifting with the current
This stream of life flows on
he seems alone and silent
waiting on his hands and knees
The chill of winter's darkness sits quietly
Moved by desire and fear
he takes a few stepa away
Lifting shadows
off a Dream once broken
she can turn a drop of water
into an ocean
And she listens openly
He pours his soul into the water
reflecting the mystery
She carries him away
and the winds die slowly
Lifting shadows
off a dream once broken
She can turn a drop of water
into an ocean
Lifting shadows off a dream
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SPAM :D :D
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*applauding loudly for Kramor* :D
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Darn :mad: I missed the entertainment *again* :rolleyes:
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Howdy Miss Georgi. :D
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Double SPAM :D :D
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Georgi -- I can sing "I Got It Bad" if you want...
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Hi Weasel ;)

Hi Kramor ;)

Hi Loner ;) Go ahead if you want :D
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:D

The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The Good Book says go seek and ye shall find
Well I have sought and my, what a climb it is
My life is just like the weather, it changes with the hours
When he's near I'm fair and warm but
when he's gone I'm cloudy with showers
In emotion like the ocean, it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man
like I love him

Never treats me sweet and gentle
the way he should
I got it bad, and that ain't good.
My poor heart is sentimental
Not made of wood
I got it bad, and that ain't good.

But when the weekend's over
and Monday rolls around
I end up like I start out
just cryin' my li'l heart out

He don't love me like I love him
No, nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good

*piano solo*

Lord above me, make him love me
the way he should.
Like a lonely weeping willow lost in a wood
The things I tell my pillow no woman should ;)
I got it bad, bad
So bad and that ain't
good

Awww...gimme a beer, so I can cry into it ;)
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It must be blues night ;)

*sits down and adjusts the height of the pianostool so she can reach the pedals :D *

Love me and leave me and let me be lonely
You won't believe me but I love you only
I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody else

You might find the night time the right time for kissin'
Night time is my time for just reminiscin'
Regretting instead of forgetting with somebody else

There'll be no one unless that someone is you
I intend to be independently blue
I want your love, don't wanna borrow
Have it today to give back tomorrow
Your love is my love, there's no love for nobody else

*piano solo*

There'll be no one unless that someone is you
I intend to be independently blue
I want your love, don't wanna borrow
Have it today to give back tomorrow
Your love is my love, there's no love for nobody else

;)
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WAAAAAAAHH!! *cries into half & half*
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Post by Georgi »

Hmmm, maybe blues night is a bit too depressing? :rolleyes:

Good luck tomorrow Loner ;)

*looks around, sees bar empty, and sulks cos she didn't get any rapturous applause :D *

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Hi Georgi :)
Hi Loner :)
Hi Kramor :)


Lurkers Hi as well :D


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