fair andy quoth the police in their 80s hit, “message in a bottle.” to continue, if i may….
“more loneliness than
any man can bear
rescue me before i fall into despair-oh
i’ll send an SOS to the world
i’ll send an SOS to the world
i hope that someone gets my…
i hope that someone gets my…
i hope that someone gets my…
message in a bottle.”
(yes, i’m officially a dork)
ah, my favorite stalker song ever.
“since you’ve gone I’ve been lost without a trace
i dream at night i can only see your face
i look around but it’s you i can’t replace
i keep callin baby, baby please …”
*runs away, giggling*
i’m a freak. a very antsy freak who has no access to her own website or email.
okay, i’m still still a freak. so how about the lyrics i thought of first when you wrote “help!”
“help!
i need somebody
help!
not just anybody
help!
you know i need someone…
help!
when i was younger
so much younger than today
i never needed anybody’s help in any way.
but now those days are gone
i’m not so self-assured
and now i find i’ve changed my mind
and opened up the doors”
Travelling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said…
“Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover”
just a castaway
an island lost at sea oh
another lonely day
no one here but me oh
praytell, what is that thou doth croon, fair andy?
fair andy quoth the police in their 80s hit, “message in a bottle.” to continue, if i may….
“more loneliness than
any man can bear
rescue me before i fall into despair-oh
i’ll send an SOS to the world
i’ll send an SOS to the world
i hope that someone gets my…
i hope that someone gets my…
i hope that someone gets my…
message in a bottle.”
(yes, i’m officially a dork)
sting is dreamy.
i miss my smackeral.
dammit. now i’ll be singing ‘every breath you take’ all night. *sigh*
ah, my favorite stalker song ever.
“since you’ve gone I’ve been lost without a trace
i dream at night i can only see your face
i look around but it’s you i can’t replace
i keep callin baby, baby please …”
*runs away, giggling*
i’m a freak. a very antsy freak who has no access to her own website or email.
*runs from all the terrible, terrible Sting music*
it’s not scary, dammit!
okay, i’m still still a freak. so how about the lyrics i thought of first when you wrote “help!”
“help!
i need somebody
help!
not just anybody
help!
you know i need someone…
help!
when i was younger
so much younger than today
i never needed anybody’s help in any way.
but now those days are gone
i’m not so self-assured
and now i find i’ve changed my mind
and opened up the doors”
and a dork. :)
but those are exactly the reasons why we love her!
amen.
If you’ll be my bodyguard,
I can be your long lost pal…
I can call you betty, and betty when you call me you can call me al…
yeah!!
*envisioning chevy chase with that damn trombone*
Travelling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said…
“Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover”
i love you all!