I don't want to lose you

glamorilla

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this good thing,
that I got
'Cause if I do I will
surely, surely lose a lot
'Cause your love is better,
than any love I know
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening
You better knock, knock - on wood,
baby uuh, uh-uh-uh, baby uuh, uh-uh-uh

I'm not superstitious about ya,
but I can't take no chance
I got me spinnin', baby,
you know I'm in a trance
'Cause your love is better,
than any love I know
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening
You better knock, knock, knock - on wood,
baby uuh, uh-uh-uh, baby uuh, uh-uh-uh

Babe, you better knock-knock-knock on wood
Babe, you better knock
Uh, Baby

It's no secret about it,
that woman is my loving cup
'cause she sees to it,
that I get enough
Just one touch from here,
you know it means so much
It's like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening
You better knock, knock - on wood,
baby uuh, uh-uh-uh, baby uuh, uh-uh-uh
 
the bronski beat~hit that perfect beat

Searching for some company
feel the rhythm
dance with me.
Them beat boy blues seem out of place

Now they want the party pace
party pace.
Dance
dance on the floor; dance
dance
feel some more

Dance
dance
feel the heat; hit that perfect beat boy

Hit that perfect beat beat boy.

I've got that feeling
that beat boy feeling

Soon I've got that feeling
that perfect beat

I've got that feeling
that perfect feeling

That perfect feeling all over me.

Beat boy
beat boy
hit that perfect beat boy

Beat boy
beat boy
hit that perfect beat boy

Come
come close to me
I want this to be
That perfect feeling all over me.
Come
come close to me
I want this to be
That beat boy feeling all over me.
Too close for comfort
too close for joy

Boys in the back room
their house destroy.
Touch and kiss a stranger if all else fails

Hiding from the danger that's been sent from hell.

I've got that feeling
that beat boy feeling

Beat boy
beat boy
hit that perfect beat boy

I've got that feeling
that perfect feeling

That perfect feeling all over me.

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Unwell

Dedicated to the friends I"ve lost along the way....

All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something

Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be...me

I'm talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away

[Chorus]

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Yeah, how I used to be
How I used to be
Well, I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell
 
the smiths~london

Smoke
Lingers 'round your fingers
Train
Heave on - to Euston
Do you think you've made
The right decision this time ?
Oh ...

You left
Your tired family grieving
And you think they're sad because you're leaving
But did you see the jealousy in the eyes
Of the ones who had to stay behind ?
And do you think you've made
The right decision this time ?


You left
Your girlfriend on the platform
With this really ragged notion that you'll return
But she knows
That when he goes
He really goes
And do you think you've made
The right decision this time ?
 
filter~trip like i do

I've got the understanding of a four year old
I've got the piece of mind of a killer's soul
I've got the rationale of a New York cop
I've got the patience of a chopping block

I've got the accumen of a seasoned pro
I've got the legacy of a billion souls
I've got the world down my back, but I don't seem to care
I've got the comprehension of a world unaware

Can't you trip like I do?

Laid out on my back, I can't sleep 'cause I'm slumming
Eyes in my teeth, I can't see 'cause I'm eating
Head full of noise, I can't think 'cause it's crushing
Back on my feet, like a freight train I'm cumming
 
livin joy~dreamer

Love, Life and Laughter
Is all I beleive
my saviour is pure now
because my loneley heart would bleed
I never learned how to hold love
And stay strong to love
Now I close my eyes now
And I'm dreaming right where I belong
Oh Oh Oh

Here we lie all alone, am I dreaming
Your heart's smooth, my soul's unbelieving
Now you see the me and I'm a-feeling
I'm a-feeling
I feel your hands, your lips, the heat of your body
Whisper you love me (Say you love me)
Please love me, darling never leave me

I'm a dreamer
 
Oh nice!

Is that a showing that's current?

The funny thing was, a fellow Litster and I were talking about the same thing. How I'd like to get into that but how would the grand kids explain "Granny shoots gay porn?" Even if it weren't porn, just beautiful art work?
 
tool~stinkfist

Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
but I would not want you in any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I said I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breath, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not want me any other way.

But it's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To breath, to feel, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
 
What made the day even more perfect is that when I got to the Waldorf and turned on the radio to start getting set up "Knock on Wood" was just starting to play. There's an old wives tale that says whenever lucky little cooincidental things happen it's your guardian angel looking out for you.
 
the sundays~love

picture myself as a thin white child
back to the day I was born on
they slapped me into line as it crossed my mind
I've felt better
I've felt worse

this is my life & it's all very well but
never again
as they say
"we've been robbed"
& don't you know that
this time

love
just love yourself like no one else
love
it's enough
they can say what they like but they still can't
take that

distance myself from the things I'd like but
everyone has something I need
don't let me wake up and find
all those others leaving me behind

if you don't have a clue about life
then I'm happy happy happy to say
neither have I although
I'm not going to shrug my shoulders & suck my thumb
this time
cos there's something I deserve

love
just love yourself like no one else
love
it's enough
they can say what they like but they still can't take that

picture my house in a postcard town
picture a bomb in the sky
history at the door who could ask for more?
I've felt better

so kill me with love
just love yourself like no one else
time's so scarce where I come from
let them say what they like cos they still can't
take your
love
 
the sundays~i feel

I feel fine...
Don't wake me up yet
O the young & the old they get everything
& it's my turn
I'm here, i'm someone to know
I'm calling the tune but

I'm losing the words
Laughingly i take the fevered applause
Of the people by the riverside
I'm walking, walking on water
God knows why
I'm losing the words
I am a man
Well nearly
Celebrate life, be good to yourself

Don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & i'd rather carry on
Give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what i'm made of

Wasting my breath when i say that

Don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & i'm tired of everyone
Here's hoping that you'll
Go now so long leave me alone

Give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what i'm made of
Wasting my breath when i say that
Love hates
A pair of hands
That's where i began
Just be good, good to yourself

I feel fine
Don't wake me up yet
Cos i feel tired
Don't be like that
We don't need to work any more now
Open that ground up and slip down
 
the smiths~hooligan

He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he said that he'd never, never do it again
And of course he won't (oh, not until the next time)

He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
And he swore that he'll never, never do it again
And of course he won't (oh, not until the next time)


Poor old man
He had an "accident" with a three-bar fire
But that's OK
Because he wasn't very happy anyway
Poor woman
Strangled in her very own bed as she read
But that's OK
Because she was old and she would have died anyway

don't blame

The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never, never, never, never, never do it again
(not until the next time)


Jury, you've heard every word
So before you decide
Would you look into those "Mother me" eyes
I love you for you, my love, you my love
You my love, you my love
Jury, you've heard every word
But before you decide
Would you look into those "Mother me" eyes
I love you for you my love, you my love
I love you just for you, my love
Don't blame


The sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And ...
"In the midst of life we are in death etc."
Don't forget the hooligan, hooligan
Because he'll never, never do it again
And ...
"In the midst of life we are in death etc."
 
the smiths~this charming man

Punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet ?

When in this charming car
This charming man


Why pamper life's complexity
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ?


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care"


Ah ! A jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said "it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care"
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...


Ah ! A jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things


New York version adds :

I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear


I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...


Ah ! A jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place
He said "return the ring"
He knows so much about these things[
 
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alison moyet~ode to boy

When he moves I watch him from behind
He turns and laughter flickers in his eyes
Intent and direct when he speaks, I watch his lips
And when he drives I love to watch his hand
White and smooth almost feminine, almost American, I have to watch him.
In his face age descends on youth, exaggeration on the truth
He caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot
And everything he seems to do reflects just another shade of blue
I saw him searching into you and ached a while
I watch his lips caress the glass,
His fingers stroke its stem and pass
To lift a cigarette at last, he dries his eyes
From a shadow by the stair
I watch as he weeps unaware
That I'm in awe of his despair, but I am there.
 
Wanna know a secret?

This thread always calms me down and makes me feel peaceful.

goodnight Glam.
 
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