I'll try that now - although I've done like 17 freebie searches and NOTHING.
I was hoping to find one that would collect info like Schools attended and old addresses and then a person would search - but they all cost 60-200 bucks
Why am I standing on a cloud
Every time you're around
And my sadness disappears
Every time you are near
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Walking down a crowded avenue
Other faces seem like nothing next to you
And I can't hear the traffic rushing by
Just the pounding of my heart and that's why
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
You're an angel
You're an angel, baby
You're an angel
You must be an angel
Now I believe that dreams come true
'Cause you came when I wished for you
This just can't be coincidence
The only way that this makes sense is that
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
Oooh you're an angel
In disguise, I can see it in your eyes
You're an angel
You're an angel, baby
You're an angel
You must be an angel, baby
I just wasn't gonna post "Where life begins" now you can try and top that one....
Where Life Begins
Warm inside, yeah
I'd like to direct your attention
To something that needs directing to
A lot of people talk about
Dining in and eating out
I guess that's what this song's about
I know this is not a dining room conversation
And you don't have to listen if you don't have the time
But let me remind you in case you don't already know
Dining out can happen down below
Everybody's talkin' 'bout
Wanting that and needing this
I'd just like to know
If you want to learn a different kind of kiss
So won't you go down where it's warm inside
Go down where I cannot hide
Go down where all life begins
Go down that's where my love is
Now what could be better than a home cooked meal
How you want to eat it depends on how you feel
You can eat all you want and you don't get fat
Now where else can you go for a meal like that
It's not fair to be selfish or stingy
Every girl should experience eating out
Sometimes when I come home from a hard day at work
I swear it's all I can think about
Everybody's talkin' 'bout
Wanting that and needing this
I'd just like to know
If you want to learn a different way to kiss
So won't you go down where it's warm inside
Go down where I cannot hide
Go down where all life begins
Go down that's where my love is
Colonel Sanders says it best
"Finger lickin' good"
Let's put what you've learned to the test
Can you make a fire without using wood
Are you still hungry; aren't you glad we came
I'm glad you brought your raincoat
I think it's beginning to rain
Everybody's talkin' 'bout
Wanting that and needing this
I'd just like to know
If you want to learn a different way to kiss
So won't you go down where it's warm inside
Go down where I cannot hide
Go down where all life begins
Go down that's where my love is
So won't you go down where it's warm inside
Go down where I cannot hide
Go down where all life begins
Go down that's where my love is
That's where my love is
Come inside
That's where all life begins
It's warm inside
Not really. Most of their info comes from public records anyway. I could probably find enough of a trail myself that would at least lead me to his parents again, but I am carless at the moment.
here ya go my Angel love..... edited to the licky version
gauranteed to make you and (or maybe )
"What's your Fantasy", Ludacris
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now
give it to me now, give it to me now
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
give it to me now, give it to me now
give it to me now, give it to me now
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know what's your fan-ta-sy
I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line
while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree
And if you like in the club we can do it
in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P.
Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries on top
Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock
We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the show stop
or how 'bout on the beach with black sand
lick up your thigh then call me the Pac <wo>Man
Table top or just give me a lap dance
The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands
That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom or in back of a classroom
how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know what's your fan-ta-sy
I wanna get you in the bath tub
with the candle lit you give it up till they go out
or we can do it on stage of the Ludacris concert
we can do it in the pouring rain
runnin the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a <sister> beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white house
tryna make them turn the lights out
champaign with my campaign let me do the damn thing
what's my name, what's my name, what's my name
a sauna, jacuzzi
in the back row at the movie
You can scratch my back and rule me
You can push me or just pull me
on hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the silk sheets uh
eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
I wanna li li li lick you from your head to your toes
and I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
I wanna ah ah you make it so good I don't wanna leave
but I got to kn kn kn know what's your fan-ta-sy
I wanna get you in the back seat windows up
that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert
Rip the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurt
in the garden all in the dir
Roll around Georgia Brown that's the way I like it twerk
Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid
In the sun or up in the shade
on the top of my escalade
on the ocean or in the boat
Factories or on hundred spoke
what 'bout in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt
whips and chains, handcuffs, smack a little bootie up with my belt
scream help play my game
dracula man I'll get my fangs horse back I'll get my reigns
School teacher let me get my grades