<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922</id><updated>2012-01-24T23:33:34.801-05:00</updated><category term='Beatles'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='rolling stones'/><category term='trippy'/><category term='90s'/><category term='Zeppelin'/><category term='break-up'/><category term='50s'/><category term='80s'/><category term='toking'/><category term='faith'/><category term='betrayal'/><category term='angry'/><category term='raunchy'/><category term='country'/><category term='feminist indulgence'/><category term='60s'/><category term='disco'/><category term='mary winkler'/><category term='70s'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='hip hop'/><category term='blues'/><category term='driving'/><category term='love'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='nasty'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the Moment</title><subtitle type='html'>There's a song for every mood.  I'm very moody so I post lyrics whenever I feel so inspired.  I've added pictures to some.  All the pictures are my own creations.  I can't guarantee the accuracy of these lyrics.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>399</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8446308320134638074</id><published>2009-03-05T09:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:26:10.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>"Day 'N' Nite" by Kid Cudi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3P6f2Rp5CA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3P6f2Rp5CA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;I toss and turn, I keep stressin' my mind, mind.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;I look for peace, but see I don't attain.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;What I need for keeps this silly game we play. Play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;Madness to magnet keeps attracting me, me.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;I try to run but see I'm not that fast.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm first but surely finish last.&lt;br /&gt;Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone through the day 'n' nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;(at, at, at nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone, some things will never change.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;(at, at, at nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold the phone.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner, Mr. Solo Doe Low.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;He's on the move, can't seem to shake the shade.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;Within his dreams he see's the life he made.&lt;br /&gt;Made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is deep.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;A silent sleeper you won't hear a peep, peep.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;The girl he wants don't seem to want him too.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;It seems the feelings that she had are through.&lt;br /&gt;Through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone through the day 'n' nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite. (at, at, at nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone, some things will never change. (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his&lt;br /&gt;(yeah) mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;(at, at, yeah at nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow Mo.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;When the tempo slows up and creates that new, new.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;He seems alive though he is feelin' blue.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shinin', man he's super cool.&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lonely nites.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;They fade away, he slips into his white Nik's. (what, what)&lt;br /&gt;He smokes a clip and then he's on the way.&lt;br /&gt;(what, what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To free his mind in search of,&lt;br /&gt;To free his mind in search of,&lt;br /&gt;To free his mind in search of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone through the day 'n' nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;(at, at, at nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 'N' Nite.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone, some things will never change.&lt;br /&gt;The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite.&lt;br /&gt;(at, at, at nite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8446308320134638074?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8446308320134638074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8446308320134638074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8446308320134638074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8446308320134638074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-n-nite-by-kid-cudi.html' title='&quot;Day &apos;N&apos; Nite&quot; by Kid Cudi'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7763053394696741731</id><published>2009-01-26T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:01:17.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>"Smack That" by Akon with Eminem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SX4hMp9heoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H4wwRFZyS14/s1600-h/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SX4hMp9heoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H4wwRFZyS14/s320/fire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295706713140329090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Akon:]&lt;br /&gt;Shady&lt;br /&gt;Convict&lt;br /&gt;Upfront&lt;br /&gt;Akon&lt;br /&gt;Slim Shady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the one, because she be that lady! Hey!&lt;br /&gt;I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you jump in my Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo&lt;br /&gt;And possibly bend you over look back and watch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (2X):]&lt;br /&gt;Smack that all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Smack that give me some more&lt;br /&gt;Smack that 'till you get sore&lt;br /&gt;Smack that oh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upfront style ready to attack now&lt;br /&gt;Pull in the parking lot slow with the lac down&lt;br /&gt;Convicts got the whole thing packed now&lt;br /&gt;Step in the club now and wardrobe intact now!&lt;br /&gt;I feel it down and cracked now (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;I see it dull and backed now&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna call her, then I pull the mack down&lt;br /&gt;Money no problem, pocket full of that now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you jump in my Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo&lt;br /&gt;And possibly bend you over look back and watch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (2x)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh...Looks like another club banger&lt;br /&gt;They better hang on when they throw this thing on&lt;br /&gt;Get a little drink on&lt;br /&gt;They gonna flip for this Akon shit&lt;br /&gt;You can bank on it!&lt;br /&gt;Pedicure, manicure kitty-cat claws&lt;br /&gt;The way she climbs up and down them poles&lt;br /&gt;Looking like one of them putty-cat dolls&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold my woodie back through my draws&lt;br /&gt;Steps upstage didn't think I saw&lt;br /&gt;Creeps up behind me and she's like "You're!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm like ya I know lets cut to the chase&lt;br /&gt;No time to waste back to my place&lt;br /&gt;Plus from the club to the crib it's like a mile away&lt;br /&gt;Or more like a palace, shall I say&lt;br /&gt;Plus I got pal if your gal is game&lt;br /&gt;In fact he is the one singing the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;"Akon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Akon:]&lt;br /&gt;I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you jump in my Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo&lt;br /&gt;And possibly bend you over look back and watch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem is rollin', d and em rollin' bo&lt;br /&gt;And all marvelous them rolling&lt;br /&gt;Women just holding big booty rolling'&lt;br /&gt;Soon I'll be on Eminem throwing "D!"&lt;br /&gt;Hitting no less than "Three!"&lt;br /&gt;Block wheel style like "Whee!"&lt;br /&gt;Girl I can tell you want me because lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you jump in my Lamborghini Gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo&lt;br /&gt;And possibly bend you over look back and watch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7763053394696741731?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7763053394696741731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7763053394696741731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7763053394696741731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7763053394696741731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/01/smack-that-by-eminem-with-akon.html' title='&quot;Smack That&quot; by Akon with Eminem'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SX4hMp9heoI/AAAAAAAAAuU/H4wwRFZyS14/s72-c/fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6104475537981969984</id><published>2008-12-12T18:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:30:26.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50s'/><title type='text'>"Cold, Cold Heart" by Hank Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3PuW-TJ6ww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3PuW-TJ6ww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I try so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream&lt;br /&gt;Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme&lt;br /&gt;A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue&lt;br /&gt;And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;In anger unkind words are said that make the teardrops start&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry&lt;br /&gt;You know you need and want my love, yet you're afraid to try&lt;br /&gt;Why do you run and hide from life, to try it just ain't smart&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6104475537981969984?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6104475537981969984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6104475537981969984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6104475537981969984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6104475537981969984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/12/cold-cold-heart-by-hank-williams.html' title='&quot;Cold, Cold Heart&quot; by Hank Williams'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8711381775158445334</id><published>2008-12-04T17:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:12:01.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Hot N Cold" by Katy Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I just &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dO5uCKw4nl0"&gt;heard this&lt;/a&gt; on the radio this afternoon (I think I know who she's talking about):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You change your mind &lt;br /&gt;Like a girl changes clothes &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, PMS &lt;br /&gt;Like a bitch &lt;br /&gt;I would know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you always think &lt;br /&gt;Always speak &lt;br /&gt;Crypticly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know &lt;br /&gt;That you're no good for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white &lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up &lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, You don't really want to stay, no &lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o &lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be &lt;br /&gt;Just like twins &lt;br /&gt;So in sync &lt;br /&gt;The same energy &lt;br /&gt;Now's a dead battery &lt;br /&gt;Used to laugh 'bout nothing &lt;br /&gt;Now your plain boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know that &lt;br /&gt;You're not gonna change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white &lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up &lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, You don't really want to stay, no &lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o &lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone call the doctor &lt;br /&gt;Got a case of a love bi-polar &lt;br /&gt;Stuck on a roller coaster &lt;br /&gt;Can't get off this ride &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You change your mind &lt;br /&gt;Like a girl changes clothes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white &lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up &lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down &lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right &lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white &lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up &lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you don't really want to stay, no &lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o &lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold &lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no &lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out &lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8711381775158445334?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8711381775158445334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8711381775158445334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8711381775158445334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8711381775158445334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/12/hot-n-cold-by-katy-perry.html' title='&quot;Hot N Cold&quot; by Katy Perry'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8073862056547051666</id><published>2008-11-29T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T12:14:38.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Wild Wild Life" by Talking Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Quintessential 80s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfgDbg3Wwfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfgDbg3Wwfo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm wearin'&lt;br /&gt;Fur pyjamas&lt;br /&gt;I ride a&lt;br /&gt;Hot Potata'&lt;br /&gt;It's tickling my fancy&lt;br /&gt;Speak up, I can't hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here on this mountaintop&lt;br /&gt;Woahoho&lt;br /&gt;I got some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;I got some news to tell ya&lt;br /&gt;Woahoho&lt;br /&gt;About some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the doctor in charge&lt;br /&gt;Woahoho&lt;br /&gt;She's got some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that the way you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Ho, ha!&lt;br /&gt;Living wild, wild life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrestle, with your conscience&lt;br /&gt;You wrestle, with your partner&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' on a window sill, but he&lt;br /&gt;Spends time behind closed doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Mr. Businessman&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho ho&lt;br /&gt;He bought some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the stock exchange&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho ho&lt;br /&gt;He got some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Break it up when he opens the door&lt;br /&gt;Whoahoho&lt;br /&gt;He's doin' wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;I know that's the way you like it&lt;br /&gt;Wo ho&lt;br /&gt;Living wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind?&lt;br /&gt;Piece of cake!&lt;br /&gt;Thought control!&lt;br /&gt;You get on board anytime you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like sittin' on pins and needles&lt;br /&gt;Things fall apart, it's scientific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;Woah ho ah&lt;br /&gt;Getting wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Checkin' in, a checkin' out!&lt;br /&gt;Uh, huh!&lt;br /&gt;I got a wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Spending all of my money and time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho ho&lt;br /&gt;Done too much wild, wild&lt;br /&gt;We wanna go, where we go, where we go&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho ho!&lt;br /&gt;I doing wild, wild&lt;br /&gt;I know it, that's how we start&lt;br /&gt;Uh, huh&lt;br /&gt;Got some wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture, here in the daylight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho!&lt;br /&gt;And it's a wild, wild life&lt;br /&gt;You've grown so tall, you've grown so fast&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho ho&lt;br /&gt;Wild, wild&lt;br /&gt;I know that's the way you like it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ho!&lt;br /&gt;Living wild wild wild wild, life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8073862056547051666?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8073862056547051666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8073862056547051666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8073862056547051666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8073862056547051666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/11/wild-wild-life-by-talking-heads.html' title='&quot;Wild Wild Life&quot; by Talking Heads'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2315102145655532750</id><published>2008-11-04T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:06:48.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Mad Season" by Matchbox 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5QX1W1pd3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m5QX1W1pd3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I feel stupid, but I know it won't last for long&lt;br /&gt;I've been guessing, and I coulda been guessin' wrong&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me now&lt;br /&gt;I kinda thought that you should somehow&lt;br /&gt;Does that whole mad season got ya down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel stupid, but it's something that comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;I've been changin' - I think it's funny how no one knows&lt;br /&gt;We don't talk about the little things that we do without&lt;br /&gt;When that whole mad season comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why you gotta stand there&lt;br /&gt;Looking like the answer now?&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me you'd come around&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can cope?&lt;br /&gt;You figured me out - that I'm lost and I'm hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding and broken, though I've never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I come undone &lt;br /&gt;In this mad season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stupid, but I think I been catchin' on&lt;br /&gt;I feel ugly, but I know I still turn you on&lt;br /&gt;You've grown colder now, torn apart, angry, turned around&lt;br /&gt;Will that whole mad season knock you down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna help me out?&lt;br /&gt;We need to be together now&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can cope?&lt;br /&gt;You figured me out - that I'm lost and I'm hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding and broken, though I've never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I come undone &lt;br /&gt;In this mad season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what you want?&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tryin' to live my life on my own&lt;br /&gt;But I won't, no,&lt;br /&gt;At times I do believe I am strong&lt;br /&gt;So someone tell me why, why, why&lt;br /&gt;Do I, I, I feel stupid&lt;br /&gt;And I come undone&lt;br /&gt;And I come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can cope?&lt;br /&gt;You figured me out - that I'm lost and I'm hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding and broken though I've never spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can cope?&lt;br /&gt;You figured me out - I'm a child and I'm hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding and broken though I've never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I come undone&lt;br /&gt;I come undone in this mad season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this mad season&lt;br /&gt;It's been a mad season&lt;br /&gt;Been a mad season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2315102145655532750?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2315102145655532750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2315102145655532750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2315102145655532750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2315102145655532750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-season-by-matchbox-20.html' title='&quot;Mad Season&quot; by Matchbox 20'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1137314784304500909</id><published>2008-10-08T17:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:22:58.929-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"One" by U2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gqFQ6rrz6M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5gqFQ6rrz6M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is it getting better?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now?&lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you?&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead?&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much?&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot?&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;See we&lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love is a higher law&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you've got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters &lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One...&lt;br /&gt;One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extended version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can You hear us coming Lord&lt;br /&gt;Can You hear us call&lt;br /&gt;Feel us knocking&lt;br /&gt;We're knocking at Your door&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1137314784304500909?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1137314784304500909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1137314784304500909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1137314784304500909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1137314784304500909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-by-u2.html' title='&quot;One&quot; by U2'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6198521769582085998</id><published>2008-09-06T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:59:04.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Head Games" by Foreigner</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From their 1979 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Head_Games"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt; by the same name; it's an old song and dance:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daylight, alright&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Been a long night and something ain't right&lt;br /&gt;You won't show, you won't show how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time ever seems right&lt;br /&gt;To talk about the reasons why you and I fight&lt;br /&gt;It's high time to draw the line&lt;br /&gt;Put an end to this game before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head games, it's you and me baby&lt;br /&gt;Head games, and I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Head games, I don't wanna play the...&lt;br /&gt;Head games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I daydream for hours it seems&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinkin' of you, yeah, thinkin' of you&lt;br /&gt;These daydreams, what do they mean?&lt;br /&gt;They keep haunting me, are they warning me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight turns into night&lt;br /&gt;We try and find the answer but it's nowhere in sight&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same and you know who's to blame&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm sayin', still we keep on playin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head games, that's all I get from you&lt;br /&gt;Head games, and I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Head games, don't wanna play the...&lt;br /&gt;Head games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So near, so far away&lt;br /&gt;We pass each other by 'cause we don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;It's so clear, I'm sorry to say&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna win you gotta learn how to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head games, always you and me, baby&lt;br /&gt;Head games, 'till I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;Head games, instead of makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Head games, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head games, always you and me, baby&lt;br /&gt;Head games, 'till I can't take it anymore, no more&lt;br /&gt;Head games, instead of makin' love, we play&lt;br /&gt;Head games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head games, in the first degree&lt;br /&gt;Head games, yeah, always you and me&lt;br /&gt;Head games, why do you do it baby?&lt;br /&gt;Head games &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6198521769582085998?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6198521769582085998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6198521769582085998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6198521769582085998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6198521769582085998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/09/head-games-by-foreigner.html' title='&quot;Head Games&quot; by Foreigner'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2792024032822205850</id><published>2008-08-28T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:10:48.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover" by Sophie B. Hawkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;That old dog has chained you up alright&lt;br /&gt;Give you everything you need &lt;br /&gt;To live inside a twisted cage&lt;br /&gt;Sleep beside an empty rage&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream I was your hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wish I was your lover&lt;br /&gt;I'd rock you till the daylight comes&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you are smiling and warm&lt;br /&gt;I am everything&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be your mother I will&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do such things to ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monkey can't stand to see you black and blue&lt;br /&gt;I give you something sweet each time you &lt;br /&gt;Come inside my jungle book&lt;br /&gt;What, is it just too good&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you'll stay &lt;br /&gt;'Cause then you go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wish I was your lover&lt;br /&gt;I'll rock you till the daylight comes&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you are smiling and warm&lt;br /&gt;I am everything&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll be your mother I will&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do such things to ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, for me there is no other&lt;br /&gt;You're the only shoe that fits&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine I'll grow out of it&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was your girl believe me&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn on the Rolling Stones &lt;br /&gt;We could groove along and feel much better&lt;br /&gt;Let me in&lt;br /&gt;I could do it forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Give me an hour to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Walk through heaven's door, I'm sure &lt;br /&gt;We don't need no doctor to feel much better&lt;br /&gt;Let me in&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever and ever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the mountainside with peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;And I lay by the ocean making love to her &lt;br /&gt;with visions clear&lt;br /&gt;Walked for days with no one near&lt;br /&gt;And I return as chained and bound to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;br /&gt;I'll rock you till the daylight comes&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you are smiling and warm&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;br /&gt;Open up gonna come inside&lt;br /&gt;Gonna fill you up&lt;br /&gt;Make you cry&lt;br /&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2792024032822205850?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2792024032822205850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2792024032822205850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2792024032822205850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2792024032822205850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-i-wish-i-was-your-lover-by-sophie.html' title='&quot;Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover&quot; by Sophie B. Hawkins'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-110693749734574696</id><published>2008-08-27T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:03:56.021-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Hot Blooded" by Foreigner</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well I'm hot blooded, check it and see&lt;br /&gt;I got a fever of a hundred and three&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, do you do more than dance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to read my mind&lt;br /&gt;To know what I have in mind&lt;br /&gt;Honey you oughta know&lt;br /&gt;Now you move so fine&lt;br /&gt;Let me lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what you're doin' after the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm hot blooded, check it and see&lt;br /&gt;I got a fever of a hundred and three&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, do you do more than dance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot blooded, hot blooded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it feels alright&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can stay all night&lt;br /&gt;Shall I leave you my key?&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl, some kind of sign&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are you hot mama? You sure look that way to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you old enough? Will you be ready when I call you bluff?&lt;br /&gt;Is my timing right? Did you save your love for me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fever burning inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, do you do more than dance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?&lt;br /&gt;Woah, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm hot blooded, check it and see&lt;br /&gt;I got a fever of a hundred and three&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, do you do more than dance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, every night&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, you're looking so tight&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you child&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, you're making me sing&lt;br /&gt;Hot blooded, for your (hot blooded) sweet sweet thing&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear what I said? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;originally posted 1-28-05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-110693749734574696?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/110693749734574696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=110693749734574696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/110693749734574696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/110693749734574696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2005/01/hot-blooded-by-foreigner.html' title='&quot;Hot Blooded&quot; by Foreigner'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-9041186725216167969</id><published>2008-08-22T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:55:10.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Time Won't Let Me" by the Outsiders</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Even though you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait forever&lt;br /&gt;To know if you'll be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me...ee...ee...ee&lt;br /&gt;Wait that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I've waited too long&lt;br /&gt;To love you, to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me...ee...ee...ee &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh...ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Even though you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait forever&lt;br /&gt;To know if you'll be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me (oh, no)&lt;br /&gt;Time won't let me...ee...ee...ee&lt;br /&gt;Wait that long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't let me wait that long &lt;br /&gt;It won't let me wait that long&lt;br /&gt;[Fade]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-9041186725216167969?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/9041186725216167969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=9041186725216167969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9041186725216167969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9041186725216167969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-wont-let-me-by-outsiders.html' title='&quot;Time Won&apos;t Let Me&quot; by the Outsiders'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1964512991316807652</id><published>2008-08-22T07:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:16:04.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Ironic" by Alanis Morissette</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's just a little too ironic (and a little bit tragic) don't you think?:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An old man turned ninety-eight&lt;br /&gt;He won the lottery and died the next day&lt;br /&gt;It's a black fly in your Chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;It's a death row pardon two minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it ironic... don't you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like rain on your wedding day&lt;br /&gt;It's a free ride when you've already paid&lt;br /&gt;It's the good advice that you just didn't take&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought... it figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly&lt;br /&gt;He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye&lt;br /&gt;He waited his whole damn life to take that flight&lt;br /&gt;And as the plane crashed down he thought&lt;br /&gt;"Well isn't this nice..."&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it ironic... don't you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like rain on your wedding day&lt;br /&gt;It's a free ride when you've already paid&lt;br /&gt;It's the good advice that you just didn't take&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought... it figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you&lt;br /&gt;When you think everything's okay and everything's going right&lt;br /&gt;And life has a funny way of helping you out when&lt;br /&gt;You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up&lt;br /&gt;In your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A traffic jam when you're already late&lt;br /&gt;A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break&lt;br /&gt;It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife&lt;br /&gt;It's meeting the man of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And then meeting his beautiful wife&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it ironic...don't you think&lt;br /&gt;A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like rain on your wedding day&lt;br /&gt;It's a free ride when you've already paid&lt;br /&gt;It's the good advice that you just didn't take&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought... it figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you&lt;br /&gt;Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out&lt;br /&gt;Helping you out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1964512991316807652?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1964512991316807652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1964512991316807652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1964512991316807652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1964512991316807652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/08/ironic-by-alanis-morissette.html' title='&quot;Ironic&quot; by Alanis Morissette'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1763238349087499701</id><published>2008-08-14T14:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:17:28.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Don't Dream It's Over" by Crowded House</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZZfuCJ970w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZZfuCJ970w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is freedom within, there is freedom without&lt;br /&gt;Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup&lt;br /&gt;There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never see the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;While you're travelling with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;Don't dream it's over&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in&lt;br /&gt;They come, they come&lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us&lt;br /&gt;We know they won't win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof&lt;br /&gt;My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof&lt;br /&gt;In the paper today tales of war and of waste&lt;br /&gt;But you turn right over to the T.V. page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;Don't dream it's over&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in&lt;br /&gt;They come, they come&lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us&lt;br /&gt;We know they won't win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum&lt;br /&gt;And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof&lt;br /&gt;Get to know the feeling of liberation and release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;Don't dream it's over&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, hey now&lt;br /&gt;When the world comes in&lt;br /&gt;They come, they come&lt;br /&gt;To build a wall between us&lt;br /&gt;We know they won't win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now, hey now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now, hey now)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1763238349087499701?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1763238349087499701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1763238349087499701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1763238349087499701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1763238349087499701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-dream-its-over-by-crowded-house.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t Dream It&apos;s Over&quot; by Crowded House'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5455025646451666000</id><published>2008-08-06T13:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:25:26.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Whenever, Wherever" by Shakira</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lucky you were born that far away so&lt;br /&gt;We could both make fun of distance&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that I love a foreign land for&lt;br /&gt;The lucky fact of your existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would climb the Andes solely&lt;br /&gt;To count the freckles on your body&lt;br /&gt;Never could imagine there were only&lt;br /&gt;Ten Million ways to love somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ro lo le lo le, Le ro lo le lo le&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, wherever&lt;br /&gt;We're meant to be together&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there and you'll be near&lt;br /&gt;And that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereover, hereunder&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have to wonder&lt;br /&gt;We can always play by ear&lt;br /&gt;But that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that my lips not only mumble&lt;br /&gt;They spill kisses like a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that my breasts are small and humble&lt;br /&gt;So you don't confuse them with mountains&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I have strong legs like my mother&lt;br /&gt;To run for cover when I need it&lt;br /&gt;And these two eyes that for no other&lt;br /&gt;The day you leave will cry a river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ro le le lo le, Le ro le le lo le&lt;br /&gt;At your feet&lt;br /&gt;I'm at your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, wherever&lt;br /&gt;We're meant to be together&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there and you'll be near&lt;br /&gt;And that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereover, hereunder&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have to wonder&lt;br /&gt;We can always play by ear&lt;br /&gt;But that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ro le le lo le, Le ro le le lo le&lt;br /&gt;Think out loud&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ro lo le lo le lo le&lt;br /&gt;Tell me one more time&lt;br /&gt;That you'll live&lt;br /&gt;Lost in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever, wherever&lt;br /&gt;We're meant to be together&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there and you'll be near&lt;br /&gt;And that's the deal my dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereover, hereunder&lt;br /&gt;You've got me head over heels&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to fear&lt;br /&gt;If you really feel the way I feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5455025646451666000?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5455025646451666000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5455025646451666000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5455025646451666000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5455025646451666000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/08/whenever-wherever-by-shakira.html' title='&quot;Whenever, Wherever&quot; by Shakira'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4171172242211419580</id><published>2008-07-27T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:42:09.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Feel Like Makin' Love" by Bad Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Baby, when I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I think about love.&lt;br /&gt;Darlin', I don't live without you &lt;br /&gt;And your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had those golden dreams of my yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I would wrap you &lt;br /&gt;In the heaven&lt;br /&gt;And feel it dyin' (dyin', dyin') all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like makin'&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love &lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I think about you &lt;br /&gt;I think about love.&lt;br /&gt;Darlin', if I live without you&lt;br /&gt;I live without love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;And they were shinin' &lt;br /&gt;I would give you both night and day&lt;br /&gt;Love satisfyin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like makin'&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love &lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I had those golden dreams of my yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I would wrap you &lt;br /&gt;In the heaven&lt;br /&gt;And feel it dyin (dyin, dyin) all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like makin'&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love&lt;br /&gt;Feel like makin' love to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4171172242211419580?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4171172242211419580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4171172242211419580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4171172242211419580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4171172242211419580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/07/feel-like-makin-love-by-bad-company.html' title='&quot;Feel Like Makin&apos; Love&quot; by Bad Company'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3920279425352448994</id><published>2008-07-08T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:48:08.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Cherish" by The Association</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3JAMrf4Oxw"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherish is the word I use to describe&lt;br /&gt;All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I could mold you&lt;br /&gt;Into someone who could cherish me as much as I cherish you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perish is the word that more than applies&lt;br /&gt;To the hope in my heart each time I realize&lt;br /&gt;That I am not gonna be the one to share your dreams&lt;br /&gt;That I am not gonna be the one to share your schemes&lt;br /&gt;That I am not gonna be the one to share what seems to be&lt;br /&gt;The life that you could cherish as much as I do yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm beginning to think that man has never found&lt;br /&gt;The words that could make you want me&lt;br /&gt;That have the right amount of letters, just the right sound&lt;br /&gt;That could make you hear, make you see&lt;br /&gt;That you are driving me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could say I need you, but then you'd realize&lt;br /&gt;That I want you, just like a thousand other guys&lt;br /&gt;Who'd say they loved you with all the rest of their lies&lt;br /&gt;When all they wanted was to touch your face, your hands&lt;br /&gt;And gaze into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish is the word I use to describe&lt;br /&gt;All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how many times I've wished that I could mold you&lt;br /&gt;Into someone who could cherish me as much as I cherish you&lt;br /&gt;And I do cherish you&lt;br /&gt;And I do cherish you&lt;br /&gt;Cherish is the word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3920279425352448994?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3920279425352448994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3920279425352448994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3920279425352448994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3920279425352448994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/07/cherish-by-association.html' title='&quot;Cherish&quot; by The Association'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4963574935481758071</id><published>2008-06-30T12:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:51:55.767-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Tell Her About It" by Billy Joel</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Very wise advice:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen boy I don't want to see you&lt;br /&gt;Let a good thing slip away&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't like watching anybody&lt;br /&gt;Make the same mistakes I made&lt;br /&gt;She's a real nice girl and she's always there for you&lt;br /&gt;But a nice girl wouldn't tell you what you should do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen boy I'm sure that you think&lt;br /&gt;You got it all under control&lt;br /&gt;You don't want somebody telling you&lt;br /&gt;The way to stay in someone's soul&lt;br /&gt;You're a big boy now and you'll never let her go&lt;br /&gt;But that's just the kind of thing she ought to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, tell her everything you feel&lt;br /&gt;Give her every reason to accept that you're for real&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, tell her all your crazy dreams&lt;br /&gt;Let her know you need her, let her know how much she means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen boy, it's not automatically a certain guarantee&lt;br /&gt;To insure yourself, you've got to provide&lt;br /&gt;Communication constantly&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you're always insecure&lt;br /&gt;And there's only one good way to reassure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, let her know how much you care&lt;br /&gt;When she can't be with you, tell her you wish you were there&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, everyday before you leave&lt;br /&gt;Pay her some attention, give her something to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now and then, she'll get to worrying&lt;br /&gt;Just because you haven't spoken for so long&lt;br /&gt;Though you may not have done anything&lt;br /&gt;Will that be a consolation when she's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen boy, it's good information&lt;br /&gt;From a man who's made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Just a word or two that she gets from you&lt;br /&gt;Could be the difference that it makes&lt;br /&gt;She's a trusting soul, she's put her trust in you&lt;br /&gt;But a girl like that won't tell you what you should do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, tell her everything you feel&lt;br /&gt;Give her every reason to accept that you're for real&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it, tell her all your crazy dreams&lt;br /&gt;Let her know you need her, let her know how much she means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;Tell her how you feel right now&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;The girl don't want to wait too long&lt;br /&gt;You got to tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;Tell her now and you won't go wrong&lt;br /&gt;You got to tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;Before it gets too late&lt;br /&gt;You got to tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;You know the girl don't want to wait&lt;br /&gt;You got to tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;You got to tell, tell, tell her about it&lt;br /&gt;Tell her about it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4963574935481758071?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4963574935481758071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4963574935481758071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4963574935481758071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4963574935481758071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/06/tell-her-about-it-by-billy-joel.html' title='&quot;Tell Her About It&quot; by Billy Joel'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5931394675037253771</id><published>2008-06-15T16:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:19:45.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hemorrhage (In My Hands)" by Fuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Memories are just where you laid them &lt;br /&gt;Drag the waters till the depths give up their dead &lt;br /&gt;What did you expect to find &lt;br /&gt;Was there something you left behind &lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember anything I said when I said &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't fall away &lt;br /&gt;And leave me to myself &lt;br /&gt;Don't fall away &lt;br /&gt;And leave love bleeding in my hands &lt;br /&gt;In my hands again &lt;br /&gt;And leave love bleeding in my hands &lt;br /&gt;In my hands &lt;br /&gt;Love lies bleeding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now I feel contagious &lt;br /&gt;Am I the only place that you've left to go &lt;br /&gt;She cries her life is like &lt;br /&gt;Some movie black and white &lt;br /&gt;Dead actors faking lines &lt;br /&gt;Over and over and over again she cries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall away &lt;br /&gt;And leave me to myself &lt;br /&gt;Don't fall away &lt;br /&gt;And leave love bleeding in my hands &lt;br /&gt;In my hands again &lt;br /&gt;And leave love bleeding in my hands &lt;br /&gt;In my hands &lt;br /&gt;Love lies bleeding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted &lt;br /&gt;You turned away &lt;br /&gt;You don't remember &lt;br /&gt;But i do &lt;br /&gt;You never even tried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5931394675037253771?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5931394675037253771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5931394675037253771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5931394675037253771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5931394675037253771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/06/hemorrhage-in-my-hands-by-fuel.html' title='&quot;Hemorrhage (In My Hands)&quot; by Fuel'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5243299276016500920</id><published>2008-06-15T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:13:52.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wasting My Time" by Default</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well I don't want to see you waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've already gone too far away&lt;br /&gt;I still can't keep the day from ending&lt;br /&gt;No more messed up reasons for me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHOURUS]&lt;br /&gt;Well this is not for real&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to feel&lt;br /&gt;I just hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop the feeling&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the call&lt;br /&gt;And take it all again&lt;br /&gt;Woah again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months went by with us pretending&lt;br /&gt;When did our light turn from green to red&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance and left you standing&lt;br /&gt;Lost the will to do this once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Well this is not for real&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to feel&lt;br /&gt;I just hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop the feeling&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the call&lt;br /&gt;And take it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time again&lt;br /&gt;Woah again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you waiting&lt;br /&gt;Lonesome, lonely&lt;br /&gt;See you waiting&lt;br /&gt;I see you waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Well this is not for real&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to feel&lt;br /&gt;I just hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop the feeling&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the call&lt;br /&gt;And take it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my ...&lt;br /&gt;Well this is not for real&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to feel&lt;br /&gt;I just hit the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop the feeling&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the call&lt;br /&gt;And take it all again&lt;br /&gt;Woah again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5243299276016500920?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5243299276016500920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5243299276016500920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5243299276016500920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5243299276016500920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/06/wasting-my-time-by-default.html' title='&quot;Wasting My Time&quot; by Default'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-631674166858731499</id><published>2008-06-10T19:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T19:48:41.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Heaven Is a Place on Earth" by Belinda Carlisle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth,&lt;br /&gt;They say in heaven love comes first&lt;br /&gt;We'll make heaven a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night falls down&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;And you come around&lt;br /&gt;And the world's alive&lt;br /&gt;With the sound of kids&lt;br /&gt;On the street outside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;You pull me close and we start to move&lt;br /&gt;And we're spinning with the stars above&lt;br /&gt;And you lift me up in a wave of love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth,&lt;br /&gt;They say in heaven love comes first&lt;br /&gt;We'll make heaven a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel alone&lt;br /&gt;I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;And you bring me home&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;And it carries me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world we're just beginning&lt;br /&gt;To understand the miracle of living&lt;br /&gt;Baby I was afraid before&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not afraid anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;They say in heaven love comes first&lt;br /&gt;We'll make heaven a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, heaven, heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world we're just beginning&lt;br /&gt;To understand the miracle of living&lt;br /&gt;Baby I was afraid before&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not afraid anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;They say in heaven love comes first&lt;br /&gt;We'll make heaven a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;br /&gt;Ooh heaven is a place on earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-631674166858731499?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/631674166858731499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=631674166858731499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/631674166858731499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/631674166858731499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/06/heaven-is-place-on-earth-by-belinda.html' title='&quot;Heaven Is a Place on Earth&quot; by Belinda Carlisle'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1256866301581103871</id><published>2008-05-16T14:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:25:18.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Rocket Queen" by Guns N Roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If I say I don't need anyone&lt;br /&gt;I can say these things to you &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can turn on any one &lt;br /&gt;Just like I turned on you &lt;br /&gt;I've got a tongue like a razor &lt;br /&gt;A sweet switchblade knife &lt;br /&gt;And I can do you favors &lt;br /&gt;But then you'll do whatever I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am &lt;br /&gt;And you're a Rocket Queen &lt;br /&gt;I might be a little young &lt;br /&gt;But honey I ain't naive &lt;br /&gt;Here I am &lt;br /&gt;And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;I might be too much &lt;br /&gt;But honey you're a bit obscene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen everything imaginable &lt;br /&gt;Pass before these eyes &lt;br /&gt;I've had everything that's tangible &lt;br /&gt;Honey you'd be surprised &lt;br /&gt;I'm a sexual innuendo &lt;br /&gt;In this burned out paradise&lt;br /&gt;If you turn me on to anything &lt;br /&gt;You better turn me on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am &lt;br /&gt;And you're a Rocket Queen &lt;br /&gt;I might be a little young &lt;br /&gt;But honey I ain't naive &lt;br /&gt;Here I am &lt;br /&gt;And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;I might be too much &lt;br /&gt;But honey you're a bit obscene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing &lt;br /&gt;Standing on your own &lt;br /&gt;It's such a lonely place for you &lt;br /&gt;For you to be &lt;br /&gt;If you need a shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Or if you need a friend &lt;br /&gt;I'll be here standing &lt;br /&gt;Until the bitter end &lt;br /&gt;No one needs the sorrow &lt;br /&gt;No one needs the pain &lt;br /&gt;I hate to see you &lt;br /&gt;Walking out there &lt;br /&gt;Out in the rain &lt;br /&gt;So don't chastise me&lt;br /&gt;Or think I, I mean you harm &lt;br /&gt;Of those that take you &lt;br /&gt;Leave you strung out&lt;br /&gt;Much too far &lt;br /&gt;Baby-yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever leave me &lt;br /&gt;Say you'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted &lt;br /&gt;Was for you &lt;br /&gt;To know that I care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1i2MUsebcO4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1i2MUsebcO4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1256866301581103871?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1256866301581103871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1256866301581103871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1256866301581103871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1256866301581103871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/05/rocket-queen-by-guns-n-roses.html' title='&quot;Rocket Queen&quot; by Guns N Roses'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8912265291310524311</id><published>2008-05-13T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T13:40:03.005-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Basket Case" by Green Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Because sometimes my mind plays tricks on me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8Y3qDDODT0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W8Y3qDDODT0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have the time&lt;br /&gt;To listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;About nothing and everything&lt;br /&gt;All at once&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm just stoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a shrink&lt;br /&gt;To analyze my dreams&lt;br /&gt;She says it's lack of sex&lt;br /&gt;That's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I went to a whore&lt;br /&gt;Who said my life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So quit my whining 'cause&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yuh, yuh, ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasping to control&lt;br /&gt;So I better hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm just stoned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8912265291310524311?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8912265291310524311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8912265291310524311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8912265291310524311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8912265291310524311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/05/basket-case-by-green-day.html' title='&quot;Basket Case&quot; by Green Day'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6230738283606800398</id><published>2008-05-09T18:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:49:16.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A nice heavy metal love song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2qIiJTsxp0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2qIiJTsxp0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So close, no matter how far &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart &lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are &lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never opened myself this way &lt;br /&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way &lt;br /&gt;All these words I don't just say &lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust I seek and I find in you &lt;br /&gt;Every day for us something new &lt;br /&gt;Open mind for a different view &lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they do &lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they know &lt;br /&gt;But I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close, no matter how far &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart &lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are &lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they do &lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they know &lt;br /&gt;But I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never opened myself this way &lt;br /&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way &lt;br /&gt;All these words I don't just say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust I seek and I find in you &lt;br /&gt;Every day for us, something new &lt;br /&gt;Open mind for a different view &lt;br /&gt;And nothing else matters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they say &lt;br /&gt;Never cared for games they play &lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they do &lt;br /&gt;Never cared for what they know &lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close, no matter how far &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart &lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are &lt;br /&gt;No, nothing else matters &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6230738283606800398?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6230738283606800398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6230738283606800398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6230738283606800398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6230738283606800398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing-else-matters-by-metallica.html' title='&quot;Nothing Else Matters&quot; by Metallica'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5519888086423601920</id><published>2008-04-22T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:51:38.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Hallelujah" by Leonard Cohen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's a cold and broken Hallelujah:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-bqfb4KQKU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-bqfb4KQKU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've heard there was a secret chord&lt;br /&gt;That David played, and it pleased the Lord&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really care for music, do you?&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this&lt;br /&gt;The fourth, the fifth&lt;br /&gt;The minor fall, the major lift&lt;br /&gt;The baffled king composing Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith was strong but you needed proof&lt;br /&gt;You saw her bathing on the roof&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you&lt;br /&gt;She tied you&lt;br /&gt;To a kitchen chair&lt;br /&gt;She broke your throne,&lt;br /&gt;She cut your hair&lt;br /&gt;And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;I know this room, I've walked this floor&lt;br /&gt;I used to live alone before I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your flag on the marble arch&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a victory march&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time you'd let me know&lt;br /&gt;What's real and going on below&lt;br /&gt;But now you never show it to me do you?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I moved in you?&lt;br /&gt;The holy dark was moving too&lt;br /&gt;And every breath we drew was hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's a God above&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever learned from love&lt;br /&gt;Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you&lt;br /&gt;It's not a cry you can hear at night&lt;br /&gt;It's not somebody who's seen the light&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Hallelujah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5519888086423601920?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5519888086423601920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5519888086423601920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5519888086423601920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5519888086423601920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/04/hallelujah-by-leonard-cohen.html' title='&quot;Hallelujah&quot; by Leonard Cohen'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2987235633132978221</id><published>2008-04-21T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T10:49:43.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mary winkler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"All Apologies" by Nirvana</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://viciousmomma.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-song-for-mary-winkler.html"&gt;Sorry&lt;/a&gt; is the hardest &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/blue/sorryseemstobethehardestword.html"&gt;word&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What else should I be?&lt;br /&gt;All apologies&lt;br /&gt;What else should I say?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is gay&lt;br /&gt;What else should I write?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the right&lt;br /&gt;What else should I be?&lt;br /&gt;All Apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the sun I feel as one&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;Married &lt;br /&gt;Buried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was like you&lt;br /&gt;Easily amused&lt;br /&gt;Find my nest of salt&lt;br /&gt;Everything is my fault&lt;br /&gt;I'll take all the blame&lt;br /&gt;Aqua seafoam shame&lt;br /&gt;Sunburn with freezer burn&lt;br /&gt;Choking on the ashes of her enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the sun I feel as one&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the sun&lt;br /&gt;Married&lt;br /&gt;Buried&lt;br /&gt;Married&lt;br /&gt;Buried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all is all we are (x20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2987235633132978221?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2987235633132978221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2987235633132978221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2987235633132978221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2987235633132978221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-apologies-by-nirvana.html' title='&quot;All Apologies&quot; by Nirvana'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6256240138568628196</id><published>2008-04-18T10:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:08:45.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"I'm On Fire" by Bruce Springsteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey little girl is your daddy home,&lt;br /&gt;Did he go away and leave you all alone?&lt;br /&gt;I got a bad desire&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now baby is he good to you,&lt;br /&gt;Can he do to you the things that I do?&lt;br /&gt;I can take you higher&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby&lt;br /&gt;Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley&lt;br /&gt;Through the middle of my skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet&lt;br /&gt;And a freight train running through the&lt;br /&gt;Middle of my head&lt;br /&gt;Only you can cool my desire&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6256240138568628196?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6256240138568628196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6256240138568628196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6256240138568628196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6256240138568628196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-on-fire-by-bruce-springsteen.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m On Fire&quot; by Bruce Springsteen'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7106809003272941254</id><published>2008-04-01T13:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:36:59.609-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50s'/><title type='text'>"The Great Pretender" by the Platters</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For my Daddy, 6/8/37 - 4/1/08:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ao1KEE8cpik&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ao1KEE8cpik&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes, I'm the great pretender&lt;br /&gt;Pretending that I'm doing well&lt;br /&gt;My need is such; I pretend too much&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely but no one can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm the great pretender&lt;br /&gt;A drift in a world of my own&lt;br /&gt;I play the game;, but to my real shame&lt;br /&gt;You've left me to dream all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too real is this feeling of make believe&lt;br /&gt;Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I'm the great pretender&lt;br /&gt;Just laughing and gay like a clown&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be what I'm not; you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my heart like a crown&lt;br /&gt;Pretending that you're still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too real is this feeling of make believe&lt;br /&gt;Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm the great pretender&lt;br /&gt;Just laughing and gay like a clown&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be what I'm not you see&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my heart like a crown&lt;br /&gt;Pretending that you're still around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7106809003272941254?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7106809003272941254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7106809003272941254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7106809003272941254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7106809003272941254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-pretender-by-platters.html' title='&quot;The Great Pretender&quot; by the Platters'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2975992965954240575</id><published>2008-03-21T16:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:07:48.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;An always uplifting childhood favorite:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where it began,&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to knowin'&lt;br /&gt;But then I know it's growing strong&lt;br /&gt;Was in the spring&lt;br /&gt;And spring became the summer&lt;br /&gt;Who'd have believed you'd come along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands touchin' hands&lt;br /&gt;Reachin' out, touchin' me touchin' you&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Good times never seemed so good&lt;br /&gt;I've been inclined&lt;br /&gt;To believe they never would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I look at the night&lt;br /&gt;And it don't seem so lonely&lt;br /&gt;We fill it up with only two&lt;br /&gt;And when I hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Hurtin' runs off my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;How can I hurt when I'm holding you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One touchin' one&lt;br /&gt;Reachin' out, touchin' me touchin' you&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Good times never seemed so good&lt;br /&gt;I've been inclined,&lt;br /&gt;To believe they never would&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt;Good times never seemed so good&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt;I believe they never could&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Caroline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2975992965954240575?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2975992965954240575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2975992965954240575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2975992965954240575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2975992965954240575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-caroline-by-neil-diamond.html' title='&quot;Sweet Caroline&quot; by Neil Diamond'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-31252574196811037</id><published>2008-03-10T15:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:15:31.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Fire and Rain" by James Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone &lt;br /&gt;Susanne, the plans they made put an end to you &lt;br /&gt;I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song &lt;br /&gt;I just can't remember who to send it to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen fire and I've seen rain &lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end &lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend &lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you look down upon me, Jesus &lt;br /&gt;You've got to help me make a stand &lt;br /&gt;You've just got to see me through another day &lt;br /&gt;My body's aching and my time is at hand &lt;br /&gt;And I won't make it any other way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain &lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end &lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend &lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been walking my mind to an easy time my back turned towards the sun &lt;br /&gt;Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around &lt;br /&gt;Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things &lt;br /&gt;to come &lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain &lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end &lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend &lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd see you one more time again &lt;br /&gt;There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now &lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you fire and rain, now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-31252574196811037?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/31252574196811037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=31252574196811037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/31252574196811037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/31252574196811037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/03/fire-and-rain-by-james-taylor.html' title='&quot;Fire and Rain&quot; by James Taylor'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5903620571176762083</id><published>2008-03-06T15:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:08:48.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Don't Answer Me" by Alan Parsons Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If you believe in the power magic,&lt;br /&gt;I can change your mind&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to believe in someone,&lt;br /&gt;Turn and look behind&lt;br /&gt;When we were living in a dream world,&lt;br /&gt;Clouds got in the way&lt;br /&gt;We gave it up in a moment of madness&lt;br /&gt;And threw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, don't break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me win&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, stay on your island&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide from everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can you change the things we've said and done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in the power of magic,&lt;br /&gt;It's all a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;So if you need to believe in someone,&lt;br /&gt;Just pretend it's me&lt;br /&gt;It ain't enough that we meet as strangers&lt;br /&gt;I can't set you free&lt;br /&gt;So will you turn your back forever on what you mean to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, don't break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me win&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, stay on your island&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide from everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can you change the things we've said and done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5903620571176762083?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5903620571176762083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5903620571176762083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5903620571176762083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5903620571176762083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-answer-me-by-alan-parsons-project.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t Answer Me&quot; by Alan Parsons Project'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3052422426507107932</id><published>2008-03-05T17:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:44:22.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Ordinary World" by Duran Duran</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My mom really loved this song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Came in from a rainy Thursday&lt;br /&gt;On the avenue&lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard you talking softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the lights, the TV&lt;br /&gt;And the radio&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't escape the ghost of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to it all?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some are saying&lt;br /&gt;Where is the life that I recognize?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion or coincidence&lt;br /&gt;Once prompted you to say&lt;br /&gt;"Pride will tear us both apart"&lt;br /&gt;Well now pride's gone out the window&lt;br /&gt;Cross the rooftops&lt;br /&gt;Run away&lt;br /&gt;Left me in the vacuum of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some'd say&lt;br /&gt;Where is my friend when I need you most?&lt;br /&gt;Gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers in the roadside&lt;br /&gt;Tell of suffering and greed&lt;br /&gt;Here today, forgot tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, here besides the news&lt;br /&gt;Of holy war and holy need&lt;br /&gt;Ours is just a little sorrowed talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't cry for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way&lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;Any one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive&lt;br /&gt;Any one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world&lt;br /&gt;Every one&lt;br /&gt;Is my world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3052422426507107932?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3052422426507107932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3052422426507107932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3052422426507107932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3052422426507107932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/03/ordinary-world-by-duran-duran.html' title='&quot;Ordinary World&quot; by Duran Duran'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5994770896009386617</id><published>2008-02-29T09:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:15:58.608-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>"It'll Be Okay" by Limp Bizkit</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For Lost Mortals, despite everything, it'll be okay:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEu5QxYtemE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEu5QxYtemE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just read your letter, &lt;br /&gt;It says that you'll be gone for awhile. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think t'was getting better, &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just a fool strung-out &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What to do? &lt;br /&gt;Life is through &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna kill myself for you. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wonder, just how sympatic you'll be? &lt;br /&gt;You've come to take me under, &lt;br /&gt;And I've forgotten all about me &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What to do? &lt;br /&gt;Life is through. &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna kill myself for you. &lt;br /&gt;So tell me why &lt;br /&gt;You say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;And tell me why &lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUCKING UP MY WHOLE LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' up my whole life, &lt;br /&gt;So I'm on my way, &lt;br /&gt;I leave today, &lt;br /&gt;If I get away, &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay. &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking out a window, &lt;br /&gt;Into a world that's taken you from me &lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling so disgusted, &lt;br /&gt;How pathetic can I possibly be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? &lt;br /&gt;Life is through. &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna kill myself for you. &lt;br /&gt;So tell me why &lt;br /&gt;You say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;And tell me why &lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUCKIN' UP MY WHOLE LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' up my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm on my way, &lt;br /&gt;I leave today, &lt;br /&gt;If I get away, &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a better place you can take me, &lt;br /&gt;Better life you can give me. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever place I can start all over. &lt;br /&gt;And I would never need what you gave me. &lt;br /&gt;Never need you to save me. &lt;br /&gt;And never feel like this life is over. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If there's a better place you can take me, &lt;br /&gt;Better life you can give me &lt;br /&gt;Whatever place I can start all over &lt;br /&gt;And I would never need what you gave me &lt;br /&gt;Never need you to save me &lt;br /&gt;And never feel like this life is over &lt;br /&gt;Feel like this life is over. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So I'm on my way, &lt;br /&gt;I leave today, &lt;br /&gt;If I get away, &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay. &lt;br /&gt;It'll be okay. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5994770896009386617?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5994770896009386617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5994770896009386617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5994770896009386617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5994770896009386617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/itll-be-okay-by-limp-bizkit.html' title='&quot;It&apos;ll Be Okay&quot; by Limp Bizkit'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2384509400378208015</id><published>2008-02-25T14:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:22:16.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>"Back On the Chain Gang" by the Pretenders</title><content type='html'>An "acoustic" version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9txBYBwLTew&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9txBYBwLTew&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found a picture of you, oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What hijacked my world that night&lt;br /&gt;To a place in the past&lt;br /&gt;We've been cast out of? oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back in the fight&lt;br /&gt;We're back on the train&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back on the chain gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A circumstance beyond our control, oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;The phone, the tv and the news of the world&lt;br /&gt;Got in the house like a pigeon from hell, oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Threw sand in our eyes and descended like flies&lt;br /&gt;Put us back on the train&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back on the chain gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powers that be&lt;br /&gt;That force us to live like we do&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;When I see what they've done to you&lt;br /&gt;But I'll die as I stand here today&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;They'll fall to ruin one day&lt;br /&gt;For making us part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a picture of you, oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Those were the happiest days of my life&lt;br /&gt;Like a break in the battle was your part, oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;In the wretched life of a lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back on the train&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back on the chain gang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For notes on the meanings of the song and its symbolism see &lt;a href="http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=1262"&gt;Songfacts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2384509400378208015?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2384509400378208015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2384509400378208015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2384509400378208015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2384509400378208015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-on-chain-gang-by-pretenders.html' title='&quot;Back On the Chain Gang&quot; by the Pretenders'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3031641925106216487</id><published>2008-02-23T09:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:21:09.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>"Boiler" by Limp Bizkit</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The nightmare of &lt;a href="http://viciousmomma.blogspot.com/2006/02/many-meanings-of-p-m-s.html"&gt;PMS&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looks like I'm gonna do everything myself&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use some help but hell,&lt;br /&gt;You want something done right, you gotta do it yourself&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is up and down but my life's been (what?) 'til now &lt;br /&gt;I crawled up your butt somehow and that's when things got turned around&lt;br /&gt;I used to be alive&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel pathetic and now I get it&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done you just leave it alone and don't regret it&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, some things turn into dumb things&lt;br /&gt;And that's when you put your foot down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? (like you)&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go and hurt somebody like me? (like me)&lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that? (like that)&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know that I'm never coming back (never coming back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm gonna do everything myself (everything myself)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use some help but hell,&lt;br /&gt;If you want something done right, you just do it yourself (got it?)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is up and down but my life's been (what?)&lt;br /&gt;Til now (got it) I crawled up your butt somehow (got it)&lt;br /&gt;And that's when shit got turned around (got it)&lt;br /&gt;I used to be alive, I'm so pathetic but now I get it, what's done is done&lt;br /&gt;I know you, just leave it alone and don't regret it&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes some things turn into dumb things&lt;br /&gt;And that's when you put your foot down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to meet somebody like you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to hurt somebody like me?&lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that?&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know that I'm never comin' back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to meet somebody like you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to hurt somebody like me?&lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that?&lt;br /&gt;Hope you know that I'm never comin' back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on you is done, giving to you is done&lt;br /&gt;No more eating, no sleeping, no living, it's all just more giving to you and I'm done&lt;br /&gt;Depending on you is done, giving to you is done&lt;br /&gt;No more reaching, no sleeping, no living, it's all just more giving to you and I'm done&lt;br /&gt;The hiding from you is done, the lying from you is done&lt;br /&gt;No more eating, no more sleeping, no living, it's all just more giving to you and I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to meet somebody like you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to hurt somebody like me?&lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that I'm never coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to meet somebody like you?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to hurt somebody like me?&lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that I'm never coming back&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3031641925106216487?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3031641925106216487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3031641925106216487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3031641925106216487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3031641925106216487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/boiler-by-limp-bizkit.html' title='&quot;Boiler&quot; by Limp Bizkit'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3454672046945183191</id><published>2008-02-20T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:12:31.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Goodbye To You" by Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAKyHhuw1HA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAKyHhuw1HA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those times I waited for you seem so long ago&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you far too much to ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;You know you never got by "I feel it too"&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I never could stand to lose&lt;br /&gt;It's such a pity to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have loved someone like the one I see in you?&lt;br /&gt;I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too&lt;br /&gt;These last few weeks of holding on&lt;br /&gt;The days are dull, the nights are long&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's better to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby it's over now&lt;br /&gt;No need to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same&lt;br /&gt;My love for you's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;And my heart, and my heart&lt;br /&gt;And my heart can't stand the strain&lt;br /&gt;And my love, and my love&lt;br /&gt;And my love won't stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And my heart, and my heart&lt;br /&gt;And my heart can't stand the strain&lt;br /&gt;And my love, and my love&lt;br /&gt;And my love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, could I have loved someone like the one I see in you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I remember the good times baby now, and the bad times too&lt;br /&gt;These last few weeks of holding on&lt;br /&gt;The days are dull, the nights are long&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's better to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye baby&lt;br /&gt;So long darling&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3454672046945183191?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3454672046945183191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3454672046945183191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3454672046945183191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3454672046945183191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/goodbye-to-you-by-scandal.html' title='&quot;Goodbye To You&quot; by Scandal'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2176144763778133485</id><published>2008-02-12T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:37:15.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>"My Favorite Mistake" by Sheryl Crow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I woke up and called this morning&lt;br /&gt;The tone of your voice was a warning&lt;br /&gt;That you don't care for me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up the bed we sleep in&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the clock when you creep in&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 a.m. and I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when you go&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect ending&lt;br /&gt;To the bad day I was just beginning&lt;br /&gt;When you go all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are sorry for me&lt;br /&gt;They watch you pretend to adore me&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no fool to this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here comes your secret lover&lt;br /&gt;She'd be unlike any other&lt;br /&gt;Until your guilt goes up in flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when you go&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect ending&lt;br /&gt;To the bad day I'd gotten used to spending&lt;br /&gt;When you go all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe nothin' lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;Even when you stay together&lt;br /&gt;I don't need forever after&lt;br /&gt;It's your laughter won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holding on this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, could you tell&lt;br /&gt;You were the only one&lt;br /&gt;That I ever loved&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me walking by?&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2176144763778133485?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2176144763778133485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2176144763778133485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2176144763778133485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2176144763778133485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-favorite-mistake-by-sheryl-crow.html' title='&quot;My Favorite Mistake&quot; by Sheryl Crow'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-9110211236785295738</id><published>2008-02-04T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T09:29:17.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><title type='text'>"Sorry" by Buckcherry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh I had a lot to say &lt;br /&gt;Was thinking all my time away&lt;br /&gt;I missed you and things weren't the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything inside &lt;br /&gt;It never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you cry &lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm blue, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can't take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, &lt;br /&gt;I love all you're sounds, &lt;br /&gt;And baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm to blame &lt;br /&gt;It's harder to get through the days&lt;br /&gt;You get older and blame turns to shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything inside &lt;br /&gt;It never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you cry &lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm blue, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can't take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, &lt;br /&gt;I love all you're sounds, &lt;br /&gt;And baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I think about how we came all this way&lt;br /&gt;The sleepless nights and the tears you cried &lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm bad, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm blue, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about all things I said to you&lt;br /&gt;And I know I can't take it back&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, &lt;br /&gt;I love all you're sounds, &lt;br /&gt;And baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanted to say &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-9110211236785295738?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/9110211236785295738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=9110211236785295738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9110211236785295738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9110211236785295738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-by-buckcherry.html' title='&quot;Sorry&quot; by Buckcherry'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3180218535227729905</id><published>2008-01-30T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:04:43.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Stop Draggin' My Heart Around" by Stevie Nicks and Tom Petty</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Baby you come knocking on my front door&lt;br /&gt;Same old line you used to use before&lt;br /&gt;I said ya...well... what am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what I was getting into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you had a little trouble in town&lt;br /&gt;Now you're keeping some demons down&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my heart around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think about what you've wanted&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to think about what you've lost&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't have to be the big get even&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't have to be anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you really want to tell me good-bye&lt;br /&gt;I know you really want to be your own girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you could never look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you buckle with the weight of the words&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my heart around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's people running 'round loose in the world&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;Than make a meal of some bright-eyed kid&lt;br /&gt;You need someone looking after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you really want to tell me good-bye&lt;br /&gt;I know you really want to be your own girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you could never look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you buckle with the weight of the words&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my...&lt;br /&gt;Stop draggin' my heart around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3180218535227729905?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3180218535227729905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3180218535227729905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3180218535227729905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3180218535227729905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/01/stop-draggin-my-heart-around-by-stevie.html' title='&quot;Stop Draggin&apos; My Heart Around&quot; by Stevie Nicks and Tom Petty'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6494563218211459429</id><published>2008-01-23T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:48:57.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>"You've Got To Hide Your Love Away" by the Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here I stand head in hand&lt;br /&gt;Turn my face to the wall&lt;br /&gt;If she's gone I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' two-foot small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere people stare&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day&lt;br /&gt;I can see them laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;And I hear them say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you've got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;Hey you've got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I even try&lt;br /&gt;I can never win&lt;br /&gt;Hearing them, seeing them&lt;br /&gt;In the state I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she say to me&lt;br /&gt;Love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;Gather round all you clowns&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you've got to hide your love away&lt;br /&gt;Hey you've got to hide your love away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6494563218211459429?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6494563218211459429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6494563218211459429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6494563218211459429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6494563218211459429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/01/youve-got-to-hide-your-love-away-by.html' title='&quot;You&apos;ve Got To Hide Your Love Away&quot; by the Beatles'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7836688928630560681</id><published>2008-01-09T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:30:44.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Magic Man" by Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cold late night so long ago&lt;br /&gt;When I was not so strong you know&lt;br /&gt;A pretty man came to me&lt;br /&gt;Never seen eyes so blue&lt;br /&gt;I could not run away&lt;br /&gt;It seemed we'd seen each other in a dream&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like he knew me&lt;br /&gt;He looked right through me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on home, girl, he said with a smile&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to love me yet&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high awhile&lt;br /&gt;But try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Try try try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I'm a magic man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter nights we sang in tune&lt;br /&gt;Played inside the months of moon&lt;br /&gt;Never think of never&lt;br /&gt;Let this spell last forever&lt;br /&gt;Summer love passed to fall&lt;br /&gt;Tried to realize it all&lt;br /&gt;Mama says she's worried&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on home, girl mama cried on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Too soon to lose my baby yet, my girl should be at home&lt;br /&gt;But try to understand, try to understand&lt;br /&gt;Try try try to understand&lt;br /&gt;He's a magic man, mama&lt;br /&gt;He's a magic man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on home, girl, he said with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I cast my spell of love on you, a woman from a child&lt;br /&gt;But try to understand, try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I'm a magic man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7836688928630560681?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7836688928630560681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7836688928630560681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7836688928630560681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7836688928630560681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/01/magic-man-by-heart.html' title='&quot;Magic Man&quot; by Heart'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5397056237934793327</id><published>2008-01-08T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:40:21.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"With You" by Chris Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A sweet &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OqumjziPTzk"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you boo,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo (hey)&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Little mama,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you a stunna&lt;br /&gt;Hot lil figure,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you a winner&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;You're a class all your own&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, little cutie&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;I swear the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so glad that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;You are one of a kind and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean to me&lt;br /&gt;What I mean to you and&lt;br /&gt;Together baby,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing we won't do&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No..one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I..know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of their life who feel&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ]&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Girl!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want nobody else,&lt;br /&gt;Without you there's no one left then,&lt;br /&gt;You're like Jordans on Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have you and I cannot wait now,&lt;br /&gt;Hey! little shawty,&lt;br /&gt;Say you care for me,&lt;br /&gt;You know I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be true,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I won't lie,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I would try,&lt;br /&gt;To be your everything yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I got you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you're my all.&lt;br /&gt;And.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No..one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of their life who feel&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ]&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Heh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;Will never try to deny,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you are my whole light,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you ever let me go,&lt;br /&gt;I would die..&lt;br /&gt;So I won't front,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need another woman,&lt;br /&gt;I just need your all and nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Cos' if I got that,&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be straight&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're the best part of my day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you boo,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta see you boo&lt;br /&gt;And the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Ooohh.. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;They need it boo,&lt;br /&gt;They gotta see their boo,&lt;br /&gt;Said the hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Hearts all over the world tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;And girl,&lt;br /&gt;No one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;You make me fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;And now I know I can't be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;With the love of their life who feel&lt;br /&gt;What I feel when I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ]&lt;br /&gt;Girl..&lt;br /&gt;With you [ x5 ]&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5397056237934793327?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5397056237934793327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5397056237934793327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5397056237934793327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5397056237934793327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/01/with-you-by-chris-brown.html' title='&quot;With You&quot; by Chris Brown'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7447242928178863444</id><published>2008-01-07T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:23:40.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raunchy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>"Low" by Flo Rida</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDAaevTq51I"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; makes me want to install a &lt;a href="http://www.lasvegasstripperpoles.com/home.php?cat=250"&gt;pole&lt;/a&gt; in my basement:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uhmmm&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to her&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk to her&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)&lt;br /&gt;Boots with the fur (With the fur)&lt;br /&gt;The whole club was lookin at her&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them baggy sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)&lt;br /&gt;and she turned and gave that big booty a slap (hey)&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't never seen nuthin that'll make me go,&lt;br /&gt;This crazy all night spendin my dough&lt;br /&gt;Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go&lt;br /&gt;Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show&lt;br /&gt;So sexual, she was flexible&lt;br /&gt;Professional, drinkin X and ooo&lt;br /&gt;Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Did I think I seen Shawty get low&lt;br /&gt;Ain't the same when it's up that close&lt;br /&gt;Make it rain, I'm makin it snow&lt;br /&gt;Work the pole, I got the bank roll&lt;br /&gt;Imma say that I prefer them no clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm into that, I love women exposed&lt;br /&gt;She threw it back at me, I gave her more&lt;br /&gt;Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had them&lt;br /&gt;Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)&lt;br /&gt;Boots with the fur (With the fur)&lt;br /&gt;The whole club was lookin at her&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them baggy sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)&lt;br /&gt;She turned around and gave that big booty a slap&lt;br /&gt;(Ayy)&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;Shawty what I gotta do to get you home&lt;br /&gt;My jeans full of gwap&lt;br /&gt;And they ready for Shones&lt;br /&gt;Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown&lt;br /&gt;Patrone on the rocks that'll make you moan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One stack (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Two stacks (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Three stacks (come on, now that's three grand)&lt;br /&gt;What you think I'm playin baby girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola&lt;br /&gt;Got me like a Soldier&lt;br /&gt;She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her&lt;br /&gt;So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover&lt;br /&gt;Shawty was hot like a toaster&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I had to fold her,&lt;br /&gt;Like a pornography poster&lt;br /&gt;She showed her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)&lt;br /&gt;Boots with the fur (With the fur)&lt;br /&gt;The whole club was lookin at her&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them baggy sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)&lt;br /&gt;She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (Ayy)&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Shawty&lt;br /&gt;Yea she was worth the money&lt;br /&gt;Her mama took my cash,&lt;br /&gt;and I ain't want it back,&lt;br /&gt;The way she bit that rag,&lt;br /&gt;got her them paper stacks,&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo Above her crack,&lt;br /&gt;I had to handle that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin&lt;br /&gt;They be want it two in the mornin&lt;br /&gt;I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't stop, made it drop&lt;br /&gt;Shawty did that pop and lock,&lt;br /&gt;Had to break her off that gwap&lt;br /&gt;Gah it was fly just like my glock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Bottom Jeans (Jeans)&lt;br /&gt;Boots with the fur (With the fur)&lt;br /&gt;The whole club was lookin at her&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them baggy sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;And the Reeboks with the straps (With the straps)&lt;br /&gt;She turned around and gave that big booty a slap (Ayy)&lt;br /&gt;She hit the floor (She hit the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got low low low low low low low low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7447242928178863444?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4752664885126158623</id><published>2008-01-06T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:27:27.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Secret" by Madonna</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Things haven't been the same&lt;br /&gt;Since you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;You found a way to touch my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I'm never, ever, ever gonna let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies in your own hand&lt;br /&gt;It took me much too long to understand&lt;br /&gt;How it could be&lt;br /&gt;Until you shared your secret with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm &lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over me&lt;br /&gt;My baby's got a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me back the paradise&lt;br /&gt;That I thought I lost for good&lt;br /&gt;You helped me find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;It took me by surprise that you understood&lt;br /&gt;You knew all along&lt;br /&gt;What I never wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Until I learned to love myself&lt;br /&gt;I was never ever lovin' anybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies in your own hand&lt;br /&gt;It took me much too long to understand&lt;br /&gt;How it could be&lt;br /&gt;Until you shared your secret with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm &lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;Something's comin' over me&lt;br /&gt;My baby's got a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm, my baby's got a secret&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm, my baby's got a secret&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm, my baby's got a secret for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm mmm, mmm mmm, mmm mmm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4752664885126158623?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4752664885126158623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4752664885126158623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4752664885126158623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4752664885126158623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2008/01/secret-by-madonna.html' title='&quot;Secret&quot; by Madonna'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5504783693593475189</id><published>2007-12-29T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T15:51:51.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Roll With the Changes" by REO Speedwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As soon as you are able&lt;br /&gt;Woman, I am willing&lt;br /&gt;To make the break that we&lt;br /&gt;Are on the brink of&lt;br /&gt;My cup is on the table&lt;br /&gt;Our love is spilling&lt;br /&gt;Waiting here for you to&lt;br /&gt;Take and drink of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're tired of the&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;Turn some pages&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here when you are ready&lt;br /&gt;To roll with the changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it had to happen&lt;br /&gt;Felt the tables turnin'&lt;br /&gt;Got me through my darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;I heard the thunder clappin'&lt;br /&gt;Felt the desert burnin'&lt;br /&gt;Until you poured on me&lt;br /&gt;Like a sweet sunshower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're tired of the&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;Turn some pages&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here when you are ready&lt;br /&gt;To roll with the changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're tired of the&lt;br /&gt;Same old story&lt;br /&gt;Turn some pages&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here when you are ready&lt;br /&gt;To roll with the changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you've got to&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rollin'&lt;br /&gt;You got to learn to roll with the changes&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rollin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rollin'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5504783693593475189?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5504783693593475189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5504783693593475189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5504783693593475189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5504783693593475189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/12/roll-with-changes-by-reo-speedwagon.html' title='&quot;Roll With the Changes&quot; by REO Speedwagon'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-84413223521591233</id><published>2007-12-24T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T08:25:17.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"No One" by Alicia Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is a great song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you close&lt;br /&gt;Where you can stay forever&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure&lt;br /&gt;That it will only get better&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;You you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain is pouring down&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;You will always be around&lt;br /&gt;This I know for certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;You you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people search the world&lt;br /&gt;To find something like what we have&lt;br /&gt;I know people will try&lt;br /&gt;Try to divide&lt;br /&gt;Something so real&lt;br /&gt;So 'til the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one no one no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-84413223521591233?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/84413223521591233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=84413223521591233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/84413223521591233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/84413223521591233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-one-by-alicia-keys.html' title='&quot;No One&quot; by Alicia Keys'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-641164227617292769</id><published>2007-12-19T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:28:25.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>"Here Comes the Sun" by the Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In a few days the sun will begin its return to increasing daylight:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;Sun, sun, sun, here it comes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting &lt;br /&gt;Little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun, here comes the sun, &lt;br /&gt;and I say it's all right &lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-641164227617292769?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/641164227617292769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=641164227617292769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/641164227617292769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/641164227617292769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/12/here-comes-sun-by-beatles.html' title='&quot;Here Comes the Sun&quot; by the Beatles'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5198646830973625613</id><published>2007-12-13T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T16:41:54.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Total Eclispe of the Heart" by Bonnie Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Because every now and then I fall apart:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit helpless and I'm lying like a child in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit angry and I know I've got to get out and cry&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And well only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, but every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wondrous as you&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround, every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing I just wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Turnaround bright eyes, every now and then I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you now tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I need you more than ever&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll only hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;We'll be holding on forever&lt;br /&gt;And well only be making it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause well never be wrong together&lt;br /&gt;We can take it to the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks&lt;br /&gt;I really need you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;Forever's gonna start tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5198646830973625613?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5198646830973625613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5198646830973625613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5198646830973625613'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Get Stoned" by Hinder</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just hear me out&lt;br /&gt;If it's not perfect I'll perfect it 'til my heart explodes&lt;br /&gt;I highly doubt&lt;br /&gt;I can make it through another of your episodes&lt;br /&gt;Lashing out&lt;br /&gt;One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right now&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;We could end up makin' love instead of misery&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right now&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;The break up is worth the make up sex you're givin' me&lt;br /&gt;Let's hash it out&lt;br /&gt;Cause your bitchin' and your yellin' don't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Don't count me out&lt;br /&gt;I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right now&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;We could end up makin' love instead of misery&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out (We could end up makin love instead of misery)&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright now&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;We could end up makin' love instead of misery&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;We could end up making love instead of misery&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me &lt;br /&gt;You wear me out&lt;br /&gt;(We could end up makin love instead of misery)&lt;br /&gt;But it's all right now&lt;br /&gt;(Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me)&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;br /&gt;Let's go home and get stoned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2852054862699475107?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2852054862699475107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2852054862699475107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2852054862699475107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2852054862699475107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/get-stoned-by-hinder.html' title='&quot;Get Stoned&quot; by Hinder'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3114517132831920917</id><published>2007-11-12T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:05:24.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>"Cry Me A River" by Justin Timberlake</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You were my sun&lt;br /&gt;You were my earth&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't know all the ways I loved you, no&lt;br /&gt;So you took a chance&lt;br /&gt;And made other plans&lt;br /&gt;But I bet you didn't think a thing would come crashing down, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to say what you did,&lt;br /&gt;I already know, I found out from him&lt;br /&gt;Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be&lt;br /&gt;And don't it make you sad about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me all alone?&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me you need me&lt;br /&gt;When you call me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Girl I refuse, you must have me confused&lt;br /&gt;With some other guy&lt;br /&gt;Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn&lt;br /&gt;To cry, cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that they say&lt;br /&gt;That some things are better left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like you only talked to him and you know it&lt;br /&gt;(don't act like you don't know it)&lt;br /&gt;All of these things people told me&lt;br /&gt;Keep messing with my head&lt;br /&gt;(messing with my head)&lt;br /&gt;You should've picked honesty&lt;br /&gt;Then you may not have blown it&lt;br /&gt;(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to say what you did,&lt;br /&gt;(don't have to say what you did)&lt;br /&gt;I already know, I found out from him&lt;br /&gt;(I already know, uh)&lt;br /&gt;Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be&lt;br /&gt;(no chance, you and me)&lt;br /&gt;And don't it make you sad about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me all alone?&lt;br /&gt;(all alone)&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me you need me&lt;br /&gt;When you call me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;(when you call me on the phone)&lt;br /&gt;Girl I refuse, you must have me confused&lt;br /&gt;With some other guy&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not like them baby)&lt;br /&gt;Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn&lt;br /&gt;(it's your turn)&lt;br /&gt;To cry, cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(baby go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;(oh)&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I be leaving&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;(oh)&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I be leaving&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;(oh)&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I be leaving&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;(oh)&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I be leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to say what you did,&lt;br /&gt;(don't have to say what you did)&lt;br /&gt;I already know, I found out from him&lt;br /&gt;(I already know, uh)&lt;br /&gt;Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be&lt;br /&gt;(no chance, you and me)&lt;br /&gt;And don't it make you sad about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(baby go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(you can go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(baby go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(go on and just)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(cause Ive already cried)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;(ain't gonna cry no more, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river, oh&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river&lt;br /&gt;(cry me, cry me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3114517132831920917?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3114517132831920917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3114517132831920917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3114517132831920917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3114517132831920917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/cry-me-river-by-justin-timberlake.html' title='&quot;Cry Me A River&quot; by Justin Timberlake'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8957434584513024861</id><published>2007-11-07T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:32:19.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Loves Me Like a Rock" by Paul Simon</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From 1973:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a little boy (when I was just a boy)&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil would call my name (when I was just a boy)&lt;br /&gt;I'd say now who do,&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you're fooling? (when I was just a boy)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a consecrated boy (when I was just a boy)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a singer in a Sunday choir&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my mama loves, she loves me&lt;br /&gt;She'd get down on her knees and hug me&lt;br /&gt;And she loved me like a rock&lt;br /&gt;She rocked me like the rock of ages&lt;br /&gt;And loved me&lt;br /&gt;She love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man)&lt;br /&gt;And the Devil would call my name (grown to be a man)&lt;br /&gt;I'd say now who do,&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you're fooling? (grown to be a man)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a consummated man (grown to be a man)&lt;br /&gt;I can snatch a little purity&lt;br /&gt;My mama loves me, she loves me&lt;br /&gt;She get down on her knees and hug me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she loves me like a rock&lt;br /&gt;She rocks me like the rock of ages&lt;br /&gt;And loves me&lt;br /&gt;She love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I was President (was the President)&lt;br /&gt;The minute Congress call my name (was the President)&lt;br /&gt;I'd say who do,&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you're fooling? (who do you think you're fooling)&lt;br /&gt;I've got the Presidential Seal (of the President)&lt;br /&gt;I'm up on the Presidential podium&lt;br /&gt;My mama loves me&lt;br /&gt;She loves me&lt;br /&gt;She get down on her knees and hug me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she loves me like a rock&lt;br /&gt;She rocks me like the rock of ages&lt;br /&gt;And loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade out:&lt;br /&gt;She love me, love me, love me, love me&lt;br /&gt;(loves me like a rock)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8957434584513024861?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8957434584513024861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8957434584513024861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8957434584513024861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8957434584513024861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/loves-me-like-rock-by-paul-simon.html' title='&quot;Loves Me Like a Rock&quot; by Paul Simon'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7331101407509087691</id><published>2007-11-07T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:55:48.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>"When Will I See You Again?" by the Three Degrees</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ooo, Aah, precious moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;When will we share precious moments?&lt;br /&gt;Will I have to wait forever?&lt;br /&gt;Or will I have to suffer (suffer) and cry the whole night through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;When will our hearts beat together?&lt;br /&gt;Are we in love or just friends?&lt;br /&gt;Is this my beginning &lt;br /&gt;Or is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, Ooh, precious moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we in love or just friends?&lt;br /&gt;Is this my beginning &lt;br /&gt;Or is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, sweet lover,&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;My sweet lover,&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on, hey hey&lt;br /&gt;When will I see you again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7331101407509087691?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7331101407509087691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7331101407509087691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7331101407509087691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7331101407509087691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-will-i-see-you-again-by-three.html' title='&quot;When Will I See You Again?&quot; by the Three Degrees'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-9140488347913058324</id><published>2007-11-05T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:32:03.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><title type='text'>"Shut Up And Drive" by Rihanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've been meaning to post these lyrics for a while:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been looking for a driver who's qualified&lt;br /&gt;So if you think that you're the one step into my ride&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fine-tuned supersonic speed machine&lt;br /&gt;With a sunroof top and a gangster lean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel me let me know, know, know&lt;br /&gt;Come on now what you waiting for, for, for&lt;br /&gt;My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode&lt;br /&gt;So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Got you where you wanna go if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Got a ride that smoother than a limosine&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?&lt;br /&gt;If you can baby boy then we can go all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm 0 to 60 in three point five&lt;br /&gt;Baby you got the keys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got class like a 57 Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Got all the drive but a whole lot of boom in the back&lt;br /&gt;You look like you can handle what's under my hood&lt;br /&gt;You keep saying that you will boy I wish you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel me let me know, know, know&lt;br /&gt;Come on now what you waiting for, for, for&lt;br /&gt;My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode&lt;br /&gt;So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Got you where you wanna go if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Got a ride that smoother than a limosine&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?&lt;br /&gt;If you can baby boy then we can go all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm 0 to 60 in three point five&lt;br /&gt;Baby you got the keys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos you play the game, got what I got (Get it Get it)&lt;br /&gt;Don't Stop &lt;br /&gt;It's a sure shot&lt;br /&gt;Aint no Ferrari huh boy I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I ain't even worried&lt;br /&gt;So step inside and ride&lt;br /&gt;(ride, ride, ride, ride, ride...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel me let me know, know, know&lt;br /&gt;Come on now what you waiting for, for, for&lt;br /&gt;My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode&lt;br /&gt;So start me up and watch me go, go, go, go&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Got you where you wanna go if you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Got a ride that smoother than a limosine&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the curves? Can you run all the lights?&lt;br /&gt;If you can baby boy then we can go all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm 0 to 60 in three point five&lt;br /&gt;Baby you got the keys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and drive&lt;br /&gt;(drive, drive, drive)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-9140488347913058324?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/9140488347913058324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=9140488347913058324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9140488347913058324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/9140488347913058324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/shut-up-and-drive-by-rihanna.html' title='&quot;Shut Up And Drive&quot; by Rihanna'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5209930899167299828</id><published>2007-11-03T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:46:39.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"A Matter of Trust" by Billy Joel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some love is just a lie of the heart&lt;br /&gt;The cold remains of what began with a passionate start&lt;br /&gt;And they may not want it to end&lt;br /&gt;But it will, it's just a question of when&lt;br /&gt;I've lived long enough to have learned&lt;br /&gt;The closer you get to the fire the more you get burned&lt;br /&gt;But that won't happen to us&lt;br /&gt;Because it's always been a matter of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're an emotional girl&lt;br /&gt;It took a lot for you to not lose your faith in this world&lt;br /&gt;I can't offer you proof&lt;br /&gt;But you're going to face a moment of truth&lt;br /&gt;It's hard when you're always afraid&lt;br /&gt;You just recover when another belief is betrayed&lt;br /&gt;So break my heart if you must&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't go the distance&lt;br /&gt;With too much resistance&lt;br /&gt;I know you have doubts&lt;br /&gt;But for God's sake don't shut me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time you've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;You can take it, you can leave it&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you choose&lt;br /&gt;I won't hold back anything&lt;br /&gt;And I'll walk a way a fool or a king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some love is just a lie of the mind&lt;br /&gt;It's make believe until it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;And some might have learned to adjust&lt;br /&gt;But then it never was a matter of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're aware love&lt;br /&gt;We've both had our share of&lt;br /&gt;Believing too long&lt;br /&gt;When the whole situation was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some love is just a lie of the soul&lt;br /&gt;A constant battle for the ultimate state of control&lt;br /&gt;After you've heard lie upon lie&lt;br /&gt;There can hardly be a question of why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some love is just a lie of the heart&lt;br /&gt;The cold remains of what began with a passionate start&lt;br /&gt;But that can't happen to us&lt;br /&gt;Because it's always been a matter of trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5209930899167299828?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5209930899167299828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5209930899167299828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5209930899167299828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5209930899167299828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/11/matter-of-trust-by-billy-joel.html' title='&quot;A Matter of Trust&quot; by Billy Joel'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8811903236648421768</id><published>2007-10-30T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T09:30:58.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>"Piece of My Heart" by Janis Joplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I make you feel like you were the only man? &lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?&lt;br /&gt;Honey, you know I did&lt;br /&gt;And each time I tell myself that I, well I think I've had enough,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna show you, baby, that a woman can be tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to come on, come on, come on, come on, and&lt;br /&gt;Take it!&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart now, baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, break it!&lt;br /&gt;Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, have a&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know you got it if it makes you feel good,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out on the streets looking good,&lt;br /&gt;And baby deep down in your heart &lt;br /&gt;I guess you know that it ain't right,&lt;br /&gt;Never, never, never, never, never, never hear me when I cry at night,&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I cry all the time!&lt;br /&gt;And each time I tell myself that I, well I can't stand the pain,&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me in your arms, I'll sing it once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say come on, come on, come on, come on and &lt;br /&gt;Take it!&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, break it!&lt;br /&gt;Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, have a&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart now, baby,&lt;br /&gt;You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to come on, come on, come on, come on and &lt;br /&gt;Take it!&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart now, baby&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, break it!&lt;br /&gt;Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, c'mon now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, have a&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.&lt;br /&gt;You know you got it -whoahhhhh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it!&lt;br /&gt;Take another little piece of my heart now, baby,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, break it!&lt;br /&gt;Break another little bit of my heart, now darling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, have a&lt;br /&gt;Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, hey,&lt;br /&gt;You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8811903236648421768?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8811903236648421768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8811903236648421768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8811903236648421768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8811903236648421768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/10/piece-of-my-heart-by-janis-joplin.html' title='&quot;Piece of My Heart&quot; by Janis Joplin'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3726184162215272073</id><published>2007-10-18T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:01:56.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I love myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;I want you above me&lt;br /&gt;I search myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to find me&lt;br /&gt;I forget myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to remind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you &lt;br /&gt;I touch myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who makes me happy honey&lt;br /&gt;You're the sun who makes me shine&lt;br /&gt;When you're around I'm always laughing&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see you before me&lt;br /&gt;Think I would die&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ignore me&lt;br /&gt;A fool could see&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I adore you&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you &lt;br /&gt;I touch myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feelin' down&lt;br /&gt;I want you above me&lt;br /&gt;I search myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to find me&lt;br /&gt;I forget myself&lt;br /&gt;I want you to remind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you &lt;br /&gt;I touch myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;And when I think about you&lt;br /&gt;I touch myself&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, oooh, oooooh, aaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you &lt;br /&gt;I touch myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anybody else&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, oh no, oh no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3726184162215272073?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3726184162215272073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3726184162215272073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3726184162215272073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3726184162215272073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-touch-myself-by-divinyls.html' title='&quot;I Touch Myself&quot; by the Divinyls'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8098220533730150403</id><published>2007-10-15T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:57:27.365-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"When I See You Smile" by Bad English</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is such a nice 80s love ballad:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I'd ever make it through&lt;br /&gt;Through this world without having you&lt;br /&gt;I just wouldn't have a clue &lt;br /&gt;'Cause sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like this world's closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way of breaking free&lt;br /&gt;And then I see you reach for me &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;Wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;And then I see you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright &lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see it shining right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when I see you smile at me &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do&lt;br /&gt;What the touch of your hand can do&lt;br /&gt;It's like nothing that I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;br /&gt;And when the rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ask you baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;All I'll ever need &lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see it shining right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when I see you smile at me &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;Then one look at you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Hey everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's alright &lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I can do anything &lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see it shining right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I can do anything now&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Baby when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Smile at me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8098220533730150403?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8098220533730150403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8098220533730150403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8098220533730150403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8098220533730150403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-i-see-you-smile-by-bad-english.html' title='&quot;When I See You Smile&quot; by Bad English'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4751042306192113559</id><published>2007-10-05T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:54:08.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Everything's Alright" by Andrew Lloyd Webber</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;From the musical, "Jesus Christ Superstar":&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MAGDALENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to &lt;br /&gt;Problems that upset you, oh. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you know &lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine. &lt;br /&gt;And we want you to sleep well tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Let the world turn without you tonight. &lt;br /&gt;If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOSTLES' WIVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MAGDALENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and anoint you. &lt;br /&gt;Myrrh for your hot forehead, oh. &lt;br /&gt;Then you'll feel &lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine. &lt;br /&gt;And it's cool, and the ointment's sweet &lt;br /&gt;For the fire in your head and feet. &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, close your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And relax, think of nothing tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOSTLES' WIVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUDAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woman your fine ointment, brand new and expensive &lt;br /&gt;Should have been saved for the poor. &lt;br /&gt;Why has it been wasted? We could have raised maybe &lt;br /&gt;Three hundred silver pieces or more. &lt;br /&gt;People who are hungry, people who are starving &lt;br /&gt;They matter more than your feet and hair!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MAGDALENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to &lt;br /&gt;Problems that upset you, oh. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOSTLES' WIVES and MARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surely you're not saying we have the resources &lt;br /&gt;To save the poor from their lot? &lt;br /&gt;There will be poor always, pathetically struggling. &lt;br /&gt;Look at the good things you've got. &lt;br /&gt;Think while you still have me! &lt;br /&gt;Move while you still see me! &lt;br /&gt;You'll be lost, and you'll be sorry when I'm gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MAGDALENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you and anoint you. &lt;br /&gt;Myrrh for your hot forehead&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll feel &lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine. &lt;br /&gt;And it's cool and the ointment's sweet &lt;br /&gt;For the fire in your head and feet. &lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, close your eyes, and relax &lt;br /&gt;Think of nothing tonight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APOSTLES' WIVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY MAGDALENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close your eyes, close your eyes, and relax &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4751042306192113559?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4751042306192113559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4751042306192113559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4751042306192113559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4751042306192113559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/10/everythings-alright-by-andrew-lloyd.html' title='&quot;Everything&apos;s Alright&quot; by Andrew Lloyd Webber'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8427139801547922601</id><published>2007-09-25T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:03:57.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Ain't Even Done With The Night" by John Cougar Mellencamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well, our hearts beat like thunder&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why they don't explode&lt;br /&gt;You got your hands in my back pockets&lt;br /&gt;And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm the boy&lt;br /&gt;Who can make it all come true&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know&lt;br /&gt;If I know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that's all right, hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't even know&lt;br /&gt;If I'm doin' this right&lt;br /&gt;Well, all right, hold tight&lt;br /&gt;We can stay out all day&lt;br /&gt;We can run around all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, all night, all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to go home&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;No good come-ons&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know no cool lines&lt;br /&gt;I feel the heat of your frustration&lt;br /&gt;I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm the boy&lt;br /&gt;Who can make it all come true&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know&lt;br /&gt;If I know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that's all right, hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't even know&lt;br /&gt;If I'm doin' this right&lt;br /&gt;Well, all right, hold tight&lt;br /&gt;We can stay out all day&lt;br /&gt;We can run around all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, all night, all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to go home&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;Hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't even know&lt;br /&gt;If I'm doin' this right&lt;br /&gt;Well, all right, hold tight&lt;br /&gt;We can stay out all day&lt;br /&gt;We can run around all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, all night, all night&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to go home&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;No, no, ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;No, I ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;No, no, ain't even&lt;br /&gt;Ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;No, no, ain't even done with the night&lt;br /&gt;No, I ain't even done with the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8427139801547922601?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8427139801547922601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8427139801547922601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8427139801547922601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8427139801547922601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/aint-even-done-with-night-by-john.html' title='&quot;Ain&apos;t Even Done With The Night&quot; by John Cougar Mellencamp'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6503253346847191528</id><published>2007-09-20T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:33:36.610-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminist indulgence'/><title type='text'>"Bitch" by Meredith Brooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What woman doesn't love this song?  And I can't believe I haven't already posted it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the world today&lt;br /&gt;You're so good to me I know &lt;br /&gt;But I can't change&lt;br /&gt;Tried to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But you look at me like maybe&lt;br /&gt;I'm an angel underneath&lt;br /&gt;Innocent and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I cried&lt;br /&gt;Must have been relieved to see&lt;br /&gt;The softer side&lt;br /&gt;I can understand how you'd be so confused&lt;br /&gt;I don't envy you&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little bit of everything&lt;br /&gt;All rolled into one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child, I'm a mother&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner, I'm a saint&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm your hell, I'm your dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;You know you wouldn't want it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;This may mean&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to be a stronger man&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured that&lt;br /&gt;When I start to make you nervous&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to extremes&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will change&lt;br /&gt;And today won't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child, I'm a mother&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner, I'm a saint&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm your hell, I'm your dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;You know you wouldn't want it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think you got me figured out&lt;br /&gt;The season's already changing&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cool &lt;br /&gt;You do what you do&lt;br /&gt;And don't try to save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child, I'm a mother&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner, I'm a saint&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm your hell, I'm your dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing in between&lt;br /&gt;You know you wouldn't want it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bitch, I'm a tease&lt;br /&gt;I'm a goddess on my knees&lt;br /&gt;When you hurt, when you suffer&lt;br /&gt;I'm your angel undercover&lt;br /&gt;I've been numb, I'm revived&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I'm not alive&lt;br /&gt;You know I wouldn't want it any other way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6503253346847191528?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6503253346847191528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6503253346847191528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6503253346847191528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6503253346847191528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/bitch-by-meredith-brooks.html' title='&quot;Bitch&quot; by Meredith Brooks'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8069434241189557990</id><published>2007-09-20T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:24:56.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love this song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hold on so nervously &lt;br /&gt;To me and my drink &lt;br /&gt;I wish it was cooling me &lt;br /&gt;But so far has not been good &lt;br /&gt;It’s been shitty &lt;br /&gt;And I feel awkward, as I should &lt;br /&gt;This club has got to be &lt;br /&gt;The most pretentious thing &lt;br /&gt;Since I thought you and me &lt;br /&gt;Well I am imagining &lt;br /&gt;A dark lit place &lt;br /&gt;Or your place or my place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not paralyzed &lt;br /&gt;But I seem to be struck by you &lt;br /&gt;I want to make you move &lt;br /&gt;Because you’re standing still &lt;br /&gt;If your body matches &lt;br /&gt;What your eyes can do &lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold out for one more drink &lt;br /&gt;Before I think &lt;br /&gt;I’m looking too desperately &lt;br /&gt;But so far has not been fun &lt;br /&gt;I should just stay home &lt;br /&gt;If one thing really means one &lt;br /&gt;This club will hopefully &lt;br /&gt;Be closed in three weeks &lt;br /&gt;That would be cool with me &lt;br /&gt;Well I’m still imagining &lt;br /&gt;A dark lit place &lt;br /&gt;Or your place or my place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not paralyzed &lt;br /&gt;But I seem to be struck by you &lt;br /&gt;I want to make you move &lt;br /&gt;Because you’re standing still &lt;br /&gt;If your body matches &lt;br /&gt;What your eyes can do &lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not paralyzed &lt;br /&gt;But I seem to be struck by you &lt;br /&gt;I want to make you move &lt;br /&gt;Because you’re standing still &lt;br /&gt;If your body matches &lt;br /&gt;What your eyes can do &lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not paralyzed &lt;br /&gt;But I seem to be struck by you &lt;br /&gt;I want to make you move &lt;br /&gt;Because you’re standing still &lt;br /&gt;If your body matches &lt;br /&gt;What your eyes can do &lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll probably move right through &lt;br /&gt;Me on my way to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8069434241189557990?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8069434241189557990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8069434241189557990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8069434241189557990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8069434241189557990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/paralyzer-by-finger-eleven.html' title='&quot;Paralyzer&quot; by Finger Eleven'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1374591277734318377</id><published>2007-09-19T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:27:23.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"Who Loves You?" by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Heard this song on the radio this morning and was reminded how much I like it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who loves you pretty baby, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna help you through the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty mama, &lt;br /&gt;Who's always there to make it right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna help you through the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty mama, &lt;br /&gt;Who's always there to make it right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you mama? &lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tears are in your eyes, &lt;br /&gt;And you can't find the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to make believe, &lt;br /&gt;You're happy when you're gray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you're feelin' like &lt;br /&gt;You'll never see the mornin' light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna help you through the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty mama, &lt;br /&gt;Who's always there to make it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you mama? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you think &lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world has passed you by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep on tryin', &lt;br /&gt;But you really don't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you need a smile &lt;br /&gt;To help the shadows drift away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna help you through the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty mama, &lt;br /&gt;Who's always there to make it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you, love you? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you, love you? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, &lt;br /&gt;Baby, &lt;br /&gt;Doot-doo-doot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[one of the funkiest and coolest bridges in any song ever] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty baby, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna help you through the night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you pretty mama, &lt;br /&gt;Who's always there to make it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you, love you? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you, &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you, love you? &lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna love you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xT4Xq5ishE"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt; to the song (no video).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1374591277734318377?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1374591277734318377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1374591277734318377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1374591277734318377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1374591277734318377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-loves-you-by-frankie-valli-and-four.html' title='&quot;Who Loves You?&quot; by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-111525678509793375</id><published>2007-09-18T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:28:06.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Secret Garden" by Bruce Springsteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's not really a million miles away:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She'll let you in her house&lt;br /&gt;If you come knockin' late at night&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you in her mouth&lt;br /&gt;If the words you say are right&lt;br /&gt;If you pay the price&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But there's a secret garden she hides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you in her car&lt;br /&gt;To go drivin' round&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you into the parts of herself&lt;br /&gt;That'll bring you down&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you in her heart&lt;br /&gt;If you got a hammer and a vise&lt;br /&gt;But into her secret garden, don't think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gone a million miles&lt;br /&gt;How far'd you get&lt;br /&gt;To that place where you can't remember&lt;br /&gt;And you can't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll lead you down a path&lt;br /&gt;There'll be tenderness in the air&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you come just far enough&lt;br /&gt;So you know she's really there&lt;br /&gt;She'll look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;And her eyes will say&lt;br /&gt;She's got a secret garden&lt;br /&gt;Where everything you want&lt;br /&gt;Where everything you need&lt;br /&gt;Will always stay&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;originally posted 5-4-05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-111525678509793375?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/111525678509793375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=111525678509793375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111525678509793375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111525678509793375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2005/05/secret-garden-by-bruce-springsteen.html' title='&quot;Secret Garden&quot; by Bruce Springsteen'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4131500544448441887</id><published>2007-09-18T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:17:50.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Winning" by Santana</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is an uplifting song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day I was on the ground&lt;br /&gt;When I needed a hand&lt;br /&gt;And it couldn't be found&lt;br /&gt;I was so far down&lt;br /&gt;That I couldn't get up&lt;br /&gt;You know and&lt;br /&gt;One day I was one of life's losers&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends were my accusers&lt;br /&gt;And in my head&lt;br /&gt;Lost before I'd begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;But it turned to dust&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was love&lt;br /&gt;That must have been lust&lt;br /&gt;I was living in style&lt;br /&gt;When the walls fell in&lt;br /&gt;When I played my hand&lt;br /&gt;I looked like a joker&lt;br /&gt;Turned around&lt;br /&gt;Fate must have woke her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause lady luck she was&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;And I don't intend on losing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it belonged to me&lt;br /&gt;It was the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;And not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;It took a long time&lt;br /&gt;And I knew for now&lt;br /&gt;I can see the day&lt;br /&gt;That I breath for&lt;br /&gt;If it's agree there's a need&lt;br /&gt;To play the game&lt;br /&gt;And to win again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;And I don't intend on losing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;But it turned to dust&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was love&lt;br /&gt;That must have been lust&lt;br /&gt;I was living in style&lt;br /&gt;When the walls fell in&lt;br /&gt;When I played my hand&lt;br /&gt;I looked like a joker&lt;br /&gt;Turned around&lt;br /&gt;Fate must have woke her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause lady luck she was&lt;br /&gt;Waiting outside the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;I'm winning&lt;br /&gt;And I don't intend on losing again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4131500544448441887?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4131500544448441887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4131500544448441887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4131500544448441887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4131500544448441887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/winning-by-santana.html' title='&quot;Winning&quot; by Santana'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-542507474826670531</id><published>2007-09-18T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:33:33.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Pink Cadillac" by Bruce Springsteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Red Corvettes are good too:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, you may think I'm foolish&lt;br /&gt;For the foolish things I do&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder how come I love you&lt;br /&gt;When you get on my nerves like you do&lt;br /&gt;Well, baby you know you bug me&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no secret 'bout that&lt;br /&gt;Well come on over here and hug me&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll spill the facts&lt;br /&gt;Well, honey, it ain't your money&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby I got plenty of that&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Crushed velvet seats&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the back&lt;br /&gt;Oozing down the street&lt;br /&gt;Waving to the girls&lt;br /&gt;Feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Spending all my money&lt;br /&gt;On a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back&lt;br /&gt;Of your pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, way back in the Bible&lt;br /&gt;Temptations always come along&lt;br /&gt;There's always somebody tempting&lt;br /&gt;Somebody into doing something they know is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Well, they tempt you, man, with silver&lt;br /&gt;And they tempt you, sir, with gold&lt;br /&gt;And they tempt you with the pleasures&lt;br /&gt;That the flesh does surely hold&lt;br /&gt;They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple&lt;br /&gt;But man, I ain't going for that&lt;br /&gt;I know it was her pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Crushed velvet seats&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the back&lt;br /&gt;Oozing down the street&lt;br /&gt;Waving to the girls&lt;br /&gt;Feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Spending all my money&lt;br /&gt;On a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I just wonder what it feels like in the back&lt;br /&gt;Of your pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some folks say it's too big&lt;br /&gt;And uses too much gas&lt;br /&gt;Some folks say it's too old&lt;br /&gt;And that it goes too fast&lt;br /&gt;But my love is bigger than a Honda&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's bigger than a Subaru&lt;br /&gt;Hey man there's only one thing&lt;br /&gt;And one car that will do&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we don't have to drive it&lt;br /&gt;Honey, we can park it out in back&lt;br /&gt;And have a party in your pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Crushed velvet seats&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the back&lt;br /&gt;Oozing down the street&lt;br /&gt;Waving to the girls&lt;br /&gt;Feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Spending all my money&lt;br /&gt;On a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I just wonder what you do in the back&lt;br /&gt;Of your pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Cadillac...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-542507474826670531?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/542507474826670531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=542507474826670531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/542507474826670531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/542507474826670531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/pink-cadillac-by-bruce-springsteen.html' title='&quot;Pink Cadillac&quot; by Bruce Springsteen'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-112084468543860475</id><published>2007-09-14T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:24:18.351-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blues'/><title type='text'>"Crossroads" by Robert Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Originally posted on 7-08-05:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went down to the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;Fell down on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;Fell down on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Asked the Lord above for mercy,&lt;br /&gt;"Save me if you please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;Tried to flag a ride.&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;Tried to flag a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody seemed to know me,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody passed me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down to Rosedale,&lt;br /&gt;Take my rider by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down to Rosedale,&lt;br /&gt;Take my rider by my side.&lt;br /&gt;You can still barrelhouse, baby,&lt;br /&gt;On the riverside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can run, you can run,&lt;br /&gt;Tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;You can run, you can run,&lt;br /&gt;Tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm standing at the crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;Believe I'm sinking down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-112084468543860475?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/112084468543860475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=112084468543860475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/112084468543860475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/112084468543860475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2005/07/crossroads-by-robert-johnson.html' title='&quot;Crossroads&quot; by Robert Johnson'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6491319653256152702</id><published>2007-09-12T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T14:34:56.278-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"No One Knows" by Queens of the Stone Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We get some rules to follow&lt;br /&gt;That and this&lt;br /&gt;These and those&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get these pills to swallow&lt;br /&gt;How they stick&lt;br /&gt;In your throat&lt;br /&gt;Taste like gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool am I&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool am I&lt;br /&gt;Ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I journey through the desert&lt;br /&gt;Of the mind&lt;br /&gt;With no hope&lt;br /&gt;I follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drift along the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Dead lifeboats &lt;br /&gt;in the sun &lt;br /&gt;they come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasantly caving in&lt;br /&gt;I come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool am I&lt;br /&gt;And I realize you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a fool am I&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven smiles above me&lt;br /&gt;What a gift &lt;br /&gt;Here below&lt;br /&gt;But no one knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift that you give to me&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6491319653256152702?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6491319653256152702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6491319653256152702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6491319653256152702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6491319653256152702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-one-knows-by-queens-of-stone-age.html' title='&quot;No One Knows&quot; by Queens of the Stone Age'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-111497445436047051</id><published>2007-09-12T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T14:14:17.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Stupify" by Disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Same shit, different day:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation&lt;br /&gt;from the mind of one sick animal who can't tell the difference&lt;br /&gt;and gets stupified &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting my whole life for just one fuck&lt;br /&gt;And all I needed was just one fuck&lt;br /&gt;How can you say that you don't give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;I find myself stupified, coming back again&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was just one fuck&lt;br /&gt;One tiny little innocent fuck&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel like I'm shit out of luck&lt;br /&gt;I find myself stupified, coming back again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like playing around with&lt;br /&gt;My narrow scope of reality&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all start slipping&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like playing around with&lt;br /&gt;My narrow scope of reality&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all start slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See but I don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same you say&lt;br /&gt;Live with it &lt;br /&gt;But I don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people in the left wing rock&lt;br /&gt;And all the people in the right wing rock&lt;br /&gt;And all the people in the underground rock&lt;br /&gt;I find myself stupified, coming back again&lt;br /&gt;All the people in the high rise rock&lt;br /&gt;And all the people in the projects rock&lt;br /&gt;And all la hente in the barrio rock&lt;br /&gt;I find myself stupified, coming back again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like playing around with&lt;br /&gt;My narrow scope of reality&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all start slipping&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm breaking down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like playing around with&lt;br /&gt;My narrow scope of reality&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all start slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See but I don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified&lt;br /&gt;It's all the same you say&lt;br /&gt;Live with it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[In Hebrew, English translation: "scared" or "afraid"] &lt;br /&gt;Mefached&lt;br /&gt;Mefached &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't deny me&lt;br /&gt;No baby now, don't deny me&lt;br /&gt;And darlin' don't be afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it&lt;br /&gt;I get stupified &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in my face, stare in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I begin to stupify. Ah! [x4]&lt;br /&gt;Look in my face, stare in my soul [x4]&lt;br /&gt;Look in my face! [x3]&lt;br /&gt;I begin to stupify! Ah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally posted 5-01-05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-111497445436047051?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/111497445436047051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=111497445436047051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111497445436047051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111497445436047051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2005/05/stupify-by-disturbed.html' title='&quot;Stupify&quot; by Disturbed'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4840414890469829283</id><published>2007-09-09T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:39:26.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><title type='text'>"The Sweet Escape" by Gwen Stephani</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape &lt;br /&gt;I would, but first of all let me say &lt;br /&gt;I must apologize for acting skank and treating you this way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor &lt;br /&gt;It's your fault, you didn't shut the refrigerator &lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape, escape. &lt;br /&gt;And re-create a place in my own world, own world&lt;br /&gt;And I could be your favorite girl &lt;br /&gt;Forever, perfectly together &lt;br /&gt;Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet? Sweet escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be sweet &lt;br /&gt;I know I've been a real bad girl &lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean for you to get hurt &lt;br /&gt;(Whatsoever) we can make it better &lt;br /&gt;Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet escape sweet escape &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me down &lt;br /&gt;I'm at my lowest boiling point, come help me out&lt;br /&gt;I need to get me outta this joint, come on let's bounce&lt;br /&gt;counting on you to turn me around, instead of clowning around&lt;br /&gt;let's look for some common ground&lt;br /&gt;So baby, time's been getting a little crazy &lt;br /&gt;I've been getting a little lazy&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to come and save me&lt;br /&gt;I can see that you're angry, by the way that you treat me&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you don't leave me, wanna take you with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape escape&lt;br /&gt;And re-create a place in my own world &lt;br /&gt;And I could be your favorite girl &lt;br /&gt;Forever, perfectly together &lt;br /&gt;Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet? &lt;br /&gt;If I could be sweet (sweet)&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been a real bad girl &lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean for you to get hurt &lt;br /&gt;(Whatsoever) we can make it better &lt;br /&gt;Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sweet escape, sweet escape)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo,(If I could escape) yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo,(If I could escape) yeehoo &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been acting like sour milk fell on the floor &lt;br /&gt;It's your fault, you didn't shut the refrigerator &lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape &lt;br /&gt;And re-create a place in my own world &lt;br /&gt;And I could be your favorite girl &lt;br /&gt;Forever, perfectly together &lt;br /&gt;Now tell me boy, wouldn't that be sweet? &lt;br /&gt;If I could be sweet &lt;br /&gt;I know I've been a real bad girl &lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean for you to get hurt &lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever, we can make it better &lt;br /&gt;Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo &lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, yeehoo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4840414890469829283?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4840414890469829283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4840414890469829283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4840414890469829283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4840414890469829283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/09/sweet-escape-by-gwen-stephani.html' title='&quot;The Sweet Escape&quot; by Gwen Stephani'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-111497553210083303</id><published>2007-09-04T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:15:12.654-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='90s'/><title type='text'>"Freak On A Leash" by Korn</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Something lost and never seen.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I start to believe,&lt;br /&gt;Something's raped and taken from me... from me. &lt;br /&gt;Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)&lt;br /&gt;Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)&lt;br /&gt;Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)&lt;br /&gt;I try to every night, all in vain... in vain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cannot take this place.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cannot feel my face.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see me fall from grace.&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay.&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in my life is free... is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cannot take this place.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cannot feel my face.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see me fall from grace.&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay.&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boom na da mmm dum na ema &lt;br /&gt;Da boom na da mmm dum na ema &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO! &lt;br /&gt;So...fight! something on the... dum na ema &lt;br /&gt;Fight...some things they fight&lt;br /&gt;So...something on the... dum na ema&lt;br /&gt;Fight...some things they fight &lt;br /&gt;Fight...something of the... dum na ema &lt;br /&gt;No...some things they fight &lt;br /&gt;Fight...something of the... dum na ema &lt;br /&gt;Fight...some things they fight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay.&lt;br /&gt;Something takes a part of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me...&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/161/5124/640/stupify.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/161/5124/400/stupify.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FreakOnALeash&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally posted 5-01-05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-111497553210083303?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/111497553210083303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=111497553210083303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111497553210083303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/111497553210083303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2005/05/freakonaleash.html' title='&quot;Freak On A Leash&quot; by Korn'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7252359041909683021</id><published>2007-08-25T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:00:43.582-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='60s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Undun" by The Guess Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dedicated to &lt;a href="http://viciousmomma.blogspot.com/2007/08/matters-of-faith.html"&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;/a&gt; (and that is really how they spelled the title):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;And when I found what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;It was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She found a mountain that was far too high&lt;br /&gt;And when she found out she couldn't fly&lt;br /&gt;It was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;She's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;She's lost the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She wanted truth but all she got was lies&lt;br /&gt;Came the time to realize&lt;br /&gt;And it was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;And when I found what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;Mama, it was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;She's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;She's lost the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb&lt;br /&gt;Too many churches and not enough truth&lt;br /&gt;Too many people and not enough eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Too many lives to lead and not enough time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;She's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;She's lost the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;She's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;She's lost the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;And when I found what she was headed for&lt;br /&gt;It was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;br /&gt;She found a mountain that was far too high&lt;br /&gt;And when she found out she couldn't fly&lt;br /&gt;Mama, it was too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;She's gone too far&lt;br /&gt;She's lost the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's come undun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7252359041909683021?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7252359041909683021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7252359041909683021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7252359041909683021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7252359041909683021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/08/undun-by-guess-who.html' title='&quot;Undun&quot; by The Guess Who'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6785735360325982602</id><published>2007-08-25T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:45:14.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Suite Madame Blue" by Styx</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;An interpretation can be found on &lt;a href="http://www.styxnet.com/styxlyrics/smb.htm"&gt;another site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time after time &lt;br /&gt;I sit and I wait for your call&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a fool but what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the price I'll pay &lt;br /&gt;For you, Madame Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once long ago &lt;br /&gt;A word from your lips and the world turned around&lt;br /&gt;But somehow you've changed, you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;I long for the past and dream of the days &lt;br /&gt;With you, Madame Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suite Madame Blue, gaze in your looking glass&lt;br /&gt;You're not a child anymore&lt;br /&gt;Suite Madame Blue, the future is all but past&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules&lt;br /&gt;You conquered the world and more &lt;br /&gt;Heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(long instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America... &lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America...&lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America... &lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America...&lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America...&lt;br /&gt;America....America...America...America...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red white, and blue, gaze in your looking glass&lt;br /&gt;You're not a child anymore&lt;br /&gt;Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past&lt;br /&gt;So lift up your heart, and make a new start&lt;br /&gt;And lead us away from here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6785735360325982602?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6785735360325982602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6785735360325982602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6785735360325982602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6785735360325982602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/08/suite-madame-blue-by-styx.html' title='&quot;Suite Madame Blue&quot; by Styx'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2379465189201026061</id><published>2007-08-25T11:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:35:45.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature" by The Guess Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lonely feeling deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Find a corner where I can hide&lt;br /&gt;Silent footsteps crowding me&lt;br /&gt;Sudden darkness but I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sugar tonight in my coffee&lt;br /&gt;No sugar tonight in my tea&lt;br /&gt;No sugar to stand beside me&lt;br /&gt;No sugar to run with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the silence of her mind&lt;br /&gt;Quiet movements where I can find&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing for me with her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling from her skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sugar tonight in my coffee&lt;br /&gt;No sugar tonight in my tea&lt;br /&gt;No sugar to stand beside me&lt;br /&gt;No sugar to run with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocko says "Yes" and I believe him&lt;br /&gt;When we talk about the things I say&lt;br /&gt;She hasn’t got the faith or the guts to leave him&lt;br /&gt;When they’re standing in each other’s way&lt;br /&gt;You’re tripping back now to places you’ve been to&lt;br /&gt;You wonder what you’re gonna find&lt;br /&gt;You know you’ve been wrong but it won’t be long&lt;br /&gt;Before you leave ‘em all far behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Splendid Lady come to call&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocko said "No" when I came back last time&lt;br /&gt;It’s looking like I lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;No use callin’ ‘cause the sky is fallin’&lt;br /&gt;And I’m getting pretty near the end&lt;br /&gt;A smoke-filled room in a corner basement&lt;br /&gt;The situation must be right&lt;br /&gt;A bag of goodies and a bottle of wine&lt;br /&gt;We’re gonna get it on right tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Splendid Lady come to call&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lonely feeling) Jocko says "Yes" and I believe him  &lt;br /&gt;(Deep inside) When we talk about the things I say &lt;br /&gt;(Find a corner) She hasn’t got the faith or the guts to leave him&lt;br /&gt;(Where I can hide) When they’re standing in each other’s way&lt;br /&gt;(Silent footsteps) You’re tripping back now to places you’ve been to&lt;br /&gt;(Crowding me) You wonder what you’re gonna find&lt;br /&gt;(Sudden darkness) You know you’ve been wrong but it won’t be long&lt;br /&gt;(But I can see) Before you leave ‘em all far behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Splendid Lady come to call&lt;br /&gt;It’s the new Mother Nature taking over&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all&lt;br /&gt;She’s gettin’ us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2379465189201026061?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2379465189201026061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2379465189201026061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2379465189201026061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2379465189201026061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-sugar-tonightnew-mother-nature-by.html' title='&quot;No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature&quot; by The Guess Who'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8382176620820809533</id><published>2007-08-22T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T15:32:46.187-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"My Kinda Lover" by Billy Squier</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You got me runnin' baby&lt;br /&gt;You give me somethin' way beyond revenue&lt;br /&gt;You put the magic in me&lt;br /&gt;I feel the magic when we do what we do&lt;br /&gt;And oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't do without you for too long&lt;br /&gt;You're my situation&lt;br /&gt;You're my kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep me all together&lt;br /&gt;You take me out whenever I'm lettin' down&lt;br /&gt;You got the motions baby&lt;br /&gt;I got a notion maybe I'll stick around&lt;br /&gt;Cuz oh&lt;br /&gt;I can never doubt you for too long&lt;br /&gt;I can't see no reason&lt;br /&gt;You're my kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come 'round I never get down&lt;br /&gt;I fly across the floor&lt;br /&gt;I can see you comin' on me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't ask for more&lt;br /&gt;Rock me, sock me, baby you got me ridin' to the end&lt;br /&gt;Rake me, shake me, baby you make me&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got my motor racin'&lt;br /&gt;I find my thoughts embracin' your every move&lt;br /&gt;I wanna set you reelin'&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you feel the way that I do&lt;br /&gt;And oh&lt;br /&gt;I been thinkin' 'bout you for so long&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose ya&lt;br /&gt;You're my kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;My kinda lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8382176620820809533?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8382176620820809533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8382176620820809533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8382176620820809533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8382176620820809533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-kinda-lover-by-billy-squier.html' title='&quot;My Kinda Lover&quot; by Billy Squier'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5351753325999305772</id><published>2007-07-31T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:29:21.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Colour My World" by Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've always loved this simple and heartfelt song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As time goes on&lt;br /&gt;I realize&lt;br /&gt;Just what you mean&lt;br /&gt;To me&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're near&lt;br /&gt;Promise your love&lt;br /&gt;That I've waited to share&lt;br /&gt;And dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of our moments together&lt;br /&gt;Color my world with hope of loving you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5351753325999305772?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5351753325999305772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5351753325999305772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5351753325999305772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5351753325999305772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/07/colour-my-world-by-chicago.html' title='&quot;Colour My World&quot; by Chicago'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2191080842544997053</id><published>2007-07-23T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:21:12.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Keeping the Faith" by Billy Joel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If it seems like I've been lost in let's remember&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm feeling older and missing my younger days&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then you should have known me much better&lt;br /&gt;Cause my past is something that never got in my way&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I would not be here now if I never had the hunger&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not ashamed to say the wild boys were my friends&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 'Cause I never felt the desire 'til their music set me on fire&lt;br /&gt;And then I was saved, yeah&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wore matador boots&lt;br /&gt;Only Flagg Brothers had them with the Cuban heel&lt;br /&gt;Iridescent socks with the same color shirt&lt;br /&gt;And a tight pair of chinos&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I put on my shark skin jacket&lt;br /&gt;You know the kind with the velvet collar&lt;br /&gt;And ditty-bop shades, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I took a fresh pack of Luckies and a mint called Sen-Sen&lt;br /&gt;My old man's Trojans and his Old Spice after shave&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I combed my hair in a pompadour&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest of the Romeos wore a permanent wave, yeah&lt;br /&gt;We were keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get just so much from a good thing&lt;br /&gt;You can linger too long in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to the "Oldies But Goodies"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the good ole days weren't always good&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned stickball as a formal education&lt;br /&gt;Lost a lot of fights but it taught me how to lose OK&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I heard about sex but not enough&lt;br /&gt;I found you could dance and still look tough anyway, oh yes I did&lt;br /&gt;I found out a man ain't just being macho&lt;br /&gt;Ate an awful lot of late night drive-in food&lt;br /&gt;Drank a lot of take-home pay&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the Duke of Earl&lt;br /&gt;When I made it with a red-haired girl in the Chevrolet&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we were keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the good ole days weren't always good&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I told you my reasons for the whole revival&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going outside to have an ice cold beer in the shade&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm going to listen to my 45's&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it wonderful to be alive&lt;br /&gt;When the rock 'n' roll plays, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;When the memory stays, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping the faith, yes I am&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm keeping the faith, oh yes I am&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm keeping the faith, oh you are&lt;br /&gt;(FADE: You know I'm keeping the faith, oh yeah...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2191080842544997053?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2191080842544997053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2191080842544997053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2191080842544997053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2191080842544997053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/07/keeping-faith-by-billy-joel.html' title='&quot;Keeping the Faith&quot; by Billy Joel'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-248311657752097449</id><published>2007-07-16T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:39:43.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Love Is Like a Butterfly" by Dolly Parton</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love is like a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;As soft and gentle as a sigh &lt;br /&gt;The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings &lt;br /&gt;Love makes your heart feel strange inside &lt;br /&gt;It flutters like soft wings in flight &lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it when you're with me &lt;br /&gt;It happens when you kiss me &lt;br /&gt;That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside &lt;br /&gt;Your touch is soft and gentle &lt;br /&gt;Your kiss is warm and tender &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings &lt;br /&gt;Love makes your heart feel strange inside &lt;br /&gt;It flutters like soft wings in flight &lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your laughter brings me sunshine &lt;br /&gt;Everyday is spring time &lt;br /&gt;And I am only happy when you are by my side &lt;br /&gt;How precious is this love we share &lt;br /&gt;How very precious, sweet and rare &lt;br /&gt;Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly &lt;br /&gt;As soft and gentle as a sigh &lt;br /&gt;The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings &lt;br /&gt;Love makes your heart feel strange inside &lt;br /&gt;It flutters like soft wings in flight &lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-248311657752097449?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/248311657752097449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=248311657752097449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/248311657752097449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/248311657752097449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is-like-butterfly-by-dolly-parton.html' title='&quot;Love Is Like a Butterfly&quot; by Dolly Parton'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7254450465457469363</id><published>2007-07-03T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T18:20:50.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'>"Never Tear Us Apart" by INXS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;What you know is true&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I love your precious heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;I was standing&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds collided&lt;br /&gt;And they could never tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could live&lt;br /&gt;For a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;But if I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I'd make wine from your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you&lt;br /&gt;That we could fly&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we all have wings&lt;br /&gt;But some of us don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds collided&lt;br /&gt;And they could never ever tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (don't ask me)&lt;br /&gt;I was standing (you know it's true) &lt;br /&gt;You were there (worlds collided)&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds collided (we're shining through)&lt;br /&gt;And they could never ever tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You (don't ask me)&lt;br /&gt;You were standing (you know it's true) &lt;br /&gt;I was there (worlds collided)&lt;br /&gt;Two worlds collided (we're shining through) &lt;br /&gt;And they can never tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7254450465457469363?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7254450465457469363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7254450465457469363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7254450465457469363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7254450465457469363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-tear-us-apart-by-inxs.html' title='&quot;Never Tear Us Apart&quot; by INXS'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1733433150484610016</id><published>2007-06-17T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T18:30:02.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Not Over" by Chris Daughtry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;What could I say?&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;You've taken away everything,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;I try to see the good in life,&lt;br /&gt;But good things in life are hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;We'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken all I could take,&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;We're wasting too much time&lt;br /&gt;Being strong, holding on.&lt;br /&gt;Can't let it bring us down.&lt;br /&gt;My life with you means everything,&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up that easily.&lt;br /&gt;I'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's all misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't let this get away.&lt;br /&gt;Let it out, let it out.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get caught up in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;br /&gt;It's not over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1733433150484610016?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1733433150484610016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1733433150484610016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1733433150484610016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1733433150484610016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-not-over-by-chris-daughtry.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Not Over&quot; by Chris Daughtry'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4011061310588194632</id><published>2007-06-02T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T19:12:52.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Calling All Angels" by Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I need a sign to let me know you're here&lt;br /&gt;All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I need to know that things are gonna look up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the world shake from the words that are said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And I'm calling all angels&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling all you angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up if you don't give up [Repeat x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a sign to let me know you're here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my TV set just keeps it all from being clear&lt;br /&gt;I want a reason for the way things have to be&lt;br /&gt;I need a hand to help build up some kind of hope inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When children have to play inside so they don't disappear&lt;br /&gt;While private eyes solve marriage lies cause we don't talk for years&lt;br /&gt;And football teams are kissing Queens&lt;br /&gt;and losing sight of having dreams&lt;br /&gt;In a world that what we want is only what we want until it's ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all you angels [Repeat till fade]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4011061310588194632?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4011061310588194632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4011061310588194632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4011061310588194632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4011061310588194632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/06/calling-all-angels-by-train.html' title='&quot;Calling All Angels&quot; by Train'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2540363470389607081</id><published>2007-05-29T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:10:17.566-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"The Space Between" by the Dave Matthews Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The only DMB song I really like:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You cannot quit me so quickly&lt;br /&gt;There's no hope in you for me&lt;br /&gt;No corner you could squeeze me&lt;br /&gt;But I got all the time for you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The tears we cry&lt;br /&gt;Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;These fickle, fuddled words confuse me&lt;br /&gt;Like 'Will it rain today?'&lt;br /&gt;Waste the hours with talking, talking&lt;br /&gt;These twisted games we're playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're strange allies&lt;br /&gt;With warring hearts&lt;br /&gt;What a wild-eyed beast you be&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The wicked lies we tell&lt;br /&gt;And hope to keep safe from the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold you again?&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us spinning out in&lt;br /&gt;The madness of a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;You know you went off like a devil&lt;br /&gt;In a church in the middle of a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;All we can do, my love&lt;br /&gt;Is hope we don't take this ship down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Where you're smiling hides&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me if I get to go&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;The bullets in our firefight&lt;br /&gt;Is where I'll be hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The rain that falls&lt;br /&gt;Splash in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Ran like sadness down the window into...&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Our wicked lies&lt;br /&gt;Is where we hope to keep safe from pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're walking out of here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right out of here&lt;br /&gt;Love is all we need here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between&lt;br /&gt;Your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;Is the space we'll fill with time&lt;br /&gt;The Space Between...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2540363470389607081?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2540363470389607081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2540363470389607081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2540363470389607081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2540363470389607081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/space-between-by-dave-matthews-band.html' title='&quot;The Space Between&quot; by the Dave Matthews Band'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4484693378827328876</id><published>2007-05-29T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:06:40.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>"Seven Bridges Road" by the Eagles</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Originally written and recorded by Steve Young in 1969:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are stars&lt;br /&gt;In the Southern sky&lt;br /&gt;Southward as you go&lt;br /&gt;There is moonlight&lt;br /&gt;And moss in the trees&lt;br /&gt;Down the seven bridges road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have loved you like a baby&lt;br /&gt;Like some lonesome child&lt;br /&gt;And I have loved you in a tame way&lt;br /&gt;And I have loved you wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there's a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Has to turn from here and go&lt;br /&gt;Running like a child from these warm stars&lt;br /&gt;Down the seven bridges road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are stars in the Southern sky&lt;br /&gt;And if ever you decide&lt;br /&gt;You should go&lt;br /&gt;There is a taste of time sweetened honey&lt;br /&gt;Down the seven bridges road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4484693378827328876?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4484693378827328876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4484693378827328876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4484693378827328876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4484693378827328876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/seven-bridges-road-by-eagles.html' title='&quot;Seven Bridges Road&quot; by the Eagles'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7742815089351371971</id><published>2007-05-29T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:54:23.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>"If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Confusing stars for satellites&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;br /&gt;But here we are, we're here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive (I'm alive)&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;br /&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;br /&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;Amen I, Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the air the fireflies&lt;br /&gt;Our only light in paradise&lt;br /&gt;We'll show the world they were wrong&lt;br /&gt;And teach them all to sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive (I'm alive)&lt;br /&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;We realize how small we are&lt;br /&gt;If they could love like you and me&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what the world could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;br /&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;br /&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;When nobody died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;br /&gt;When nobody died&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;br /&gt;When nobody died&lt;br /&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7742815089351371971?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7742815089351371971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7742815089351371971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7742815089351371971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7742815089351371971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-everyone-cared-by-nickelback.html' title='&quot;If Everyone Cared&quot; by Nickelback'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6121916245473257155</id><published>2007-05-16T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:10:58.840-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>"Accidentally In Love" by Counting Crows</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I thought I had already posted this one, but I guess I just thought about it but didn't actually do it:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So she said, "what's the problem baby?"&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem? I don't know &lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm in love (love) &lt;br /&gt;Think about it every time&lt;br /&gt;I think about it&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop thinking 'bout it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much longer will it take to cure this?&lt;br /&gt;Just to cure it 'cause I can't ignore it if it's love (love) &lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna turn around and face me, but I don't know nothing 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Turn a little faster&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;The world will follow after&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Because everybody's after love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said I'm a snowball running &lt;br /&gt;Running down into the spring that's coming&lt;br /&gt;All this love &lt;br /&gt;Melting under blue skies &lt;br /&gt;Belting out sunlight &lt;br /&gt;Shimmering love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby I surrender &lt;br /&gt;To the strawberry ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Never ever end of all this love&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't mean to do it &lt;br /&gt;But there's no escaping your love &lt;br /&gt;Ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lines of lightning &lt;br /&gt;Mean we're never alone, &lt;br /&gt;Never alone, no, no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;Move a little closer &lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear you whisper&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Come on &lt;br /&gt;Settle down inside my love &lt;br /&gt;Ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Jump a little higher&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;If you feel a little lighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;We were once&lt;br /&gt;Upon a time in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're accidentally in love &lt;br /&gt;Accidentally in love [x7]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm In Love, I'm in Love, &lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love, &lt;br /&gt;I'm in Love, I'm in Love,&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on&lt;br /&gt;Spin a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;And the world's a little brighter&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on &lt;br /&gt;Just get yourself inside her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ... I'm in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6121916245473257155?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6121916245473257155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6121916245473257155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6121916245473257155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6121916245473257155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/accidentally-in-love-by-counting-crows.html' title='&quot;Accidentally In Love&quot; by Counting Crows'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-5747911873593407191</id><published>2007-05-16T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T13:52:14.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Come To Jesus" by Mindy Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A dirge for Jerry Falwell:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, my baby, when you're older&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;You have angels to dance around you shoulders&lt;br /&gt;'Cause at times in life you need a loving hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my baby, when you're prayin'&lt;br /&gt;Leave your burden by my door&lt;br /&gt;You have Jesus standing by your bedside&lt;br /&gt;To keep you calm, keep you safe, &lt;br /&gt;Away from harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my daughters,&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my sons,&lt;br /&gt;Child, when life don't seem worth livin'&lt;br /&gt;Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my baby, when you're cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Never hide your face from me&lt;br /&gt;I've conquered Hell and driven out the demons&lt;br /&gt;I have come with a life to set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my daughters,&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my sons,&lt;br /&gt;Child, when life don't seem worth livin'&lt;br /&gt;Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my baby, when you're dying&lt;br /&gt;Believe the healing of His hand &lt;br /&gt;Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival&lt;br /&gt;Here in Heaven you will finally understand&lt;br /&gt;Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival&lt;br /&gt;Here in Heaven you will finally understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my daughters,&lt;br /&gt;Worry not my sons,&lt;br /&gt;Child, when life don't seem worth livin'&lt;br /&gt;Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-5747911873593407191?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/5747911873593407191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=5747911873593407191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5747911873593407191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/5747911873593407191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-to-jesus-by-mindy-smith.html' title='&quot;Come To Jesus&quot; by Mindy Smith'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7831785108843024284</id><published>2007-05-14T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:01:54.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>"Cupid's Chokehold" by Gym Class Heroes</title><content type='html'>(feat. Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is another fun, catchy song.  I really like the chorus sampling of &lt;a href="http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Supertramp/Take-A-Look-At-My-Girlfriend.html"&gt;Supertramp's old song&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since we last spoke&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna sound like a bad joke&lt;br /&gt;But Momma I fell in love again&lt;br /&gt;It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it sounds so old&lt;br /&gt;But cupid got me in a chokehold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid I might give in&lt;br /&gt;Towel's on the mat, my white flag is wavin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean she even cooks me pancakes&lt;br /&gt;And alka seltzer when my tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got a secret handshake&lt;br /&gt;And she loves the music that my band makes&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast&lt;br /&gt;But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one&lt;br /&gt;Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long&lt;br /&gt;But I promise this is on a whole new plane&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way she calls my phone&lt;br /&gt;She even got her very own ringtone&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home&lt;br /&gt;And I open the door, take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor&lt;br /&gt;She'll be back in my arms, into my arms once more for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a smile that would make the most senile&lt;br /&gt;Annoying old man bite his tongue&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done&lt;br /&gt;She's got eyes comparable to sunrise&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't stop there&lt;br /&gt;Man I swear&lt;br /&gt;She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten&lt;br /&gt;And now she's even got her own song&lt;br /&gt;But movin' on&lt;br /&gt;She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard&lt;br /&gt;And we can be on the phone for three hours&lt;br /&gt;Not sayin' one word&lt;br /&gt;And I would still cherish every moment&lt;br /&gt;And when I start to build my future she's the main component&lt;br /&gt;Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love or whatever you call it but&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7831785108843024284?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7831785108843024284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7831785108843024284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7831785108843024284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7831785108843024284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/cupids-chokehold-by-gym-class-heroes.html' title='&quot;Cupid&apos;s Chokehold&quot; by Gym Class Heroes'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7776571374977972408</id><published>2007-05-08T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T14:42:38.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminist indulgence'/><title type='text'>"Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is one of those catchy tunes that gets stuck in your head:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;You’re so fine&lt;br /&gt;I want you mine&lt;br /&gt;You’re so delicious&lt;br /&gt;I think about ya all the time&lt;br /&gt;You’re so addictive&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t pretend &lt;br /&gt;I think you know I’m damn precious&lt;br /&gt;And Hell Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I’m the motherfucking princess&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what everyone’s talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the way, I see the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;And even when you look away I know you think of me&lt;br /&gt;I know you talk about me all the time again and again&lt;br /&gt;So come over here, tell me what I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Better yet make your girlfriend disappear&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again&lt;br /&gt;(And again and again and again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s like so whatever&lt;br /&gt;You could do so much better&lt;br /&gt;I think we should get together now&lt;br /&gt;And that’s what everyone’s talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can, cause I can do it better&lt;br /&gt;There’s no other&lt;br /&gt;So when's it gonna sink in?&lt;br /&gt;She’s so stupid&lt;br /&gt;What the hell were you thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can, cause I can do it better&lt;br /&gt;There’s no other&lt;br /&gt;So when's it gonna sink in?&lt;br /&gt;She’s so stupid&lt;br /&gt;What the hell were you thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like your girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need a new one&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I could be your girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;No way! No way!&lt;br /&gt;No it’s not a secret&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7776571374977972408?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7776571374977972408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7776571374977972408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7776571374977972408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7776571374977972408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/girlfriend-by-avril-lavigne.html' title='&quot;Girlfriend&quot; by Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2042103012783189508</id><published>2007-05-05T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:44:03.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Head Over Heels" by Tears For Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I always liked this song and knew I'd understand it eventually:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanted to be with you alone &lt;br /&gt;And talk about the weather&lt;br /&gt;But traditions I can trace against the child in your face&lt;br /&gt;Won't escape my attention&lt;br /&gt;You keep your distance with a system of touch &lt;br /&gt;And gentle persuasion&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're wasting my time, &lt;br /&gt;You're just, just, just wasting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happens and I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;I never find out till I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Something happens and I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't, don't throw it away &lt;br /&gt;(Throw it away)&lt;br /&gt;(Throw it away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a fire and I'm watching it burn (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;Thought of your future&lt;br /&gt;With one foot in the past now just how long will it last?&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, now, have you no ambitions?  &lt;br /&gt;(What's the matter with...)&lt;br /&gt;My mother and my brothers used to (breathing clean air)&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing ever changes when you're acting your age)&lt;br /&gt;And dreaming I'm a doctor [adopted?]&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing gets done when you feel like a baby)&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be man when there's a gun in your hand&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing ever changes when you're acting your age) &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I feel so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happens and I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;I never find out till I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Something happens and I'm head over heels&lt;br /&gt;Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't, don't throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the line, one open mind, &lt;br /&gt;This is my four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;(La la la la la, la la la la la) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind's eye (la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;One little boy, one little man &lt;br /&gt;Funny how...TIME FLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2042103012783189508?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2042103012783189508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2042103012783189508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2042103012783189508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2042103012783189508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/head-over-heels-by-tears-for-fears.html' title='&quot;Head Over Heels&quot; by Tears For Fears'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-6965611002468201646</id><published>2007-05-04T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:20:35.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Over My Head (Cable Car)" by The Fray</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that everything was falling through&lt;br /&gt;That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue&lt;br /&gt;To turn and run when all I needed was the truth&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it's got to be&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather run the other way than stay and see&lt;br /&gt;The smoke and who's still standing when it clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rearrange&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were a stranger I could disengage&lt;br /&gt;Just say that we agree and then never change&lt;br /&gt;Soften a bit until we all just get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's disregard&lt;br /&gt;Find another friend and you discard&lt;br /&gt;As you lose the argument in a cable car&lt;br /&gt;Hanging above as the canyon comes between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I become a part of your past&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming the part that don't last&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you and it's effortless&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the throw around&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that you wanted to bring it down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm in over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-6965611002468201646?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/6965611002468201646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=6965611002468201646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6965611002468201646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/6965611002468201646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/over-my-head-cable-car-by-fray.html' title='&quot;Over My Head (Cable Car)&quot; by The Fray'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-70364792538861693</id><published>2007-05-02T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T12:54:38.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>"Home" by Chris Daughtry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How (painfully) poignant and pertinent:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm staring out into the night,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide the pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where love&lt;br /&gt;And feeling good don't ever cost a thing&lt;br /&gt;And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from-&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles are getting longer, it seems,&lt;br /&gt;The closer I get to you.&lt;br /&gt;I've not always been the best man or friend for you&lt;br /&gt;But your love, it remains true,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to give me another try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from-&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you just might get it all&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all&lt;br /&gt;And then some you don't want&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you just might get it all&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from-&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;I said these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-70364792538861693?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/70364792538861693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=70364792538861693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/70364792538861693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/70364792538861693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-by-chris-daughtry.html' title='&quot;Home&quot; by Chris Daughtry'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-1979918678406860972</id><published>2007-04-25T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T14:24:21.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><title type='text'>"You Made Me Love You" by Patsy Cline</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There are many versions of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/You_Made_Me_Love_You"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt;, but I like this one:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You made me love you, &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to do it, &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to do it&lt;br /&gt;You made me want you, &lt;br /&gt;And all the time you knew it, &lt;br /&gt;I guess you always knew it.&lt;br /&gt;You made me happy sometimes, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you made me glad&lt;br /&gt;But there were times, dear, &lt;br /&gt;You made me feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;You made me sigh for, &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t wanna tell you, &lt;br /&gt;I ddn’t want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want some lovin’ that’s true, &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do, indeed I do, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;Give me, give me, give me what I cry for, &lt;br /&gt;You know you got the brand of kisses that I’d die for&lt;br /&gt;You know you made me love you&lt;br /&gt;You made me sigh for, &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to tell you, &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t wanna tell you&lt;br /&gt;I want some lovin’ that’s true, &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do, indeed I do, you know I do&lt;br /&gt;Give me, give me, give me what I cry for, &lt;br /&gt;You know you got the brand of kisses that I’d die for&lt;br /&gt;You know you made me love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-1979918678406860972?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/1979918678406860972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=1979918678406860972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1979918678406860972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/1979918678406860972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-made-me-love-you-by-patsy-cline.html' title='&quot;You Made Me Love You&quot; by Patsy Cline'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3517332350955707576</id><published>2007-04-16T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:36:36.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raunchy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love" by Van Halen</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What kind of love makes someone go on a shooting spree:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I heard the news, baby, &lt;br /&gt;All about your disease&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you may have all you want, baby, &lt;br /&gt;But I got somethin' you need&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;My love is rotten to the core&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Just like I told you before, yeah before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're semi-good lookin' &lt;br /&gt;And on the streets again&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah you think you're really cookin' baby, &lt;br /&gt;You better find yourself a friend&lt;br /&gt;My friend, ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;My love is rotten to the core&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Just like I told you before, &lt;br /&gt;Uh before, uh before, before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Babe it's rotten to the core&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Just like I told you before, uh before&lt;br /&gt;I been to the edge, &lt;br /&gt;An' there I stood an' looked down&lt;br /&gt;You know I lost a lot of friends there baby, &lt;br /&gt;I got no time to mess around&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, so if you want it got to bleed for it baby&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, got to got to bleed baby&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, you got to got to bleed baby&lt;br /&gt;Hey, got to got to bleed baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;My love is rotten to the core&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Just like I told you before, before, before&lt;br /&gt;Ain't talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about love&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to talk about love&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna talk about love, no more, no more, ah&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;[repeat til outro]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3517332350955707576?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3517332350955707576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3517332350955707576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3517332350955707576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3517332350955707576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/aint-talkin-bout-love-by-van-halen.html' title='&quot;Ain&apos;t Talkin&apos; &apos;Bout Love&quot; by Van Halen'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-4394588352091482067</id><published>2007-04-16T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:26:45.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disco'/><title type='text'>"Rapture" by Blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It sure seems the Rapture has begun:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toe to toe, dancing very close.&lt;br /&gt;Body breathing, almost comatose.&lt;br /&gt;Wall to wall, people hypnotized.&lt;br /&gt;And they're stepping lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Hang each night in rapture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to back, sacroiliac.&lt;br /&gt;Spineless movement and a wild attack.&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, sightless solitude.&lt;br /&gt;And it's finger popping.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty four hour shopping in rapture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly.&lt;br /&gt;D.J. spinning, I said, "My, My."&lt;br /&gt;Flash is fast, flash is cool.&lt;br /&gt;François, c'est pas flashe non due.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't stop sure shot.&lt;br /&gt;Go out to the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;And you get in your car and drive real far.&lt;br /&gt;And you drive all night and then you see a light.&lt;br /&gt;And it comes right down and it lands on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And out comes the man from Mars.&lt;br /&gt;And you try to run but he's got a gun.&lt;br /&gt;And he shoots you dead and he eats your head.&lt;br /&gt;And then you're in the man from Mars.&lt;br /&gt;You go out at night eatin' cars.&lt;br /&gt;You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too.&lt;br /&gt;Mercurys and Subaru.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't stop.&lt;br /&gt;You keep on eatin' cars.&lt;br /&gt;Then when there's no more cars you go out at night&lt;br /&gt;And eat up bars where the people meet.&lt;br /&gt;Face to face.&lt;br /&gt;Dance cheek to cheek.&lt;br /&gt;One to one.&lt;br /&gt;Man to man.&lt;br /&gt;Dance toe to toe.&lt;br /&gt;Don't move too slow &lt;br /&gt;Cause the man from Mars&lt;br /&gt;Is through with cars.&lt;br /&gt;He's eating bars.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, wall to wall.&lt;br /&gt;Door to door.&lt;br /&gt;Hall to hall.&lt;br /&gt;He's gonna eat 'em all.&lt;br /&gt;Rapture.&lt;br /&gt;Be pure.&lt;br /&gt;Take a tour through the sewer.&lt;br /&gt;Don't strain your brain.&lt;br /&gt;Paint a train.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be singing in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Said don't stop, do the punk rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now you see what you wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;Just have your party on TV&lt;br /&gt;Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars &lt;br /&gt;Where the TV's on.&lt;br /&gt;Now he's gone back up to space&lt;br /&gt;Where he won't have a hassle with the human race.&lt;br /&gt;Say you hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;And you don't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Just blast off, sure shot.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars&lt;br /&gt;And eatin' bars&lt;br /&gt;And now he only eats guitars.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-4394588352091482067?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/4394588352091482067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=4394588352091482067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4394588352091482067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/4394588352091482067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/rapture-by-blondie.html' title='&quot;Rapture&quot; by Blondie'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7464952229967135047</id><published>2007-04-07T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T13:21:27.397-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>"Kryptonite" by Three Doors Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Superheros and Saviors are always taken for granted until it's too late:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took a walk around the world &lt;br /&gt;To ease my troubled mind&lt;br /&gt;I left my body laying somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;I watched the world float &lt;br /&gt;To the dark side of the moon&lt;br /&gt;I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the world float &lt;br /&gt;To the dark side of the moon&lt;br /&gt;After all I knew it had to be &lt;br /&gt;Something to do with you&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t mind what happens now and then&lt;br /&gt;As long as you’ll be my friend at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go crazy then will you still&lt;br /&gt;Call me Superman?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m alive and well, will you be&lt;br /&gt;There holding my hand?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep you by my side &lt;br /&gt;With my superhuman might&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called me strong, you called me weak,&lt;br /&gt;But still your secrets I will keep&lt;br /&gt;You took for granted all the times &lt;br /&gt;I never let you down&lt;br /&gt;You stumbled in and bumped your head &lt;br /&gt;If not for me then you would be dead&lt;br /&gt;I picked you up and put you back&lt;br /&gt;On solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go crazy then will you still&lt;br /&gt;Call me Superman?&lt;br /&gt;If I’m alive and well, &lt;br /&gt;Will you be there holding my hand?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep you by my side &lt;br /&gt;With my superhuman might&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go crazy then will you still&lt;br /&gt;Call me Superman&lt;br /&gt;If I’m alive and well, will you be there&lt;br /&gt;Holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep you by my side &lt;br /&gt;With my superhuman might&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7464952229967135047?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7464952229967135047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7464952229967135047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7464952229967135047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7464952229967135047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/kryptonite-by-three-doors-down.html' title='&quot;Kryptonite&quot; by Three Doors Down'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7336671645613024758</id><published>2007-04-06T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T13:25:26.325-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminist indulgence'/><title type='text'>"Beautiful Liar" by Beyoncé and Shakira</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love the Middle-Eastern groove of this song:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Ay) &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) &lt;br /&gt;(Nobody likes being played)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Beyoncé, Beyoncé&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Shakira, Shakira (Hey) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] He said, I'm worth it, his one desire &lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] I know things about him that you wouldn't want to read about&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] He kissed me, his one and only &lt;br /&gt;(Yes) Beautiful Liar&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] Tell me how you tolerate the things you just found out about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] We'll never know&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] Why are we the ones who suffer? &lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] I have to let go &lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] He won't be the one to cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not kill the Karma &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not start a fight &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) It's not worth the drama &lt;br /&gt;For a Beautiful Liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Can't we laugh about it? (ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) It's not worth our time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) We can live without him&lt;br /&gt;Just a Beautiful Liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] I trusted him, but when i followed you I saw you together &lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] I didn't know about you then till I saw you with him when, yea&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] I walked in on your love scene slow dancing&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] You stole everything &lt;br /&gt;How can you say I did you wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] We'll never know&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] When the pain and heartbreaks over &lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] I have to let go&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] The innocence is gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not kill the Karma &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not start a fight &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) It's not worth the drama &lt;br /&gt;For a Beautiful Liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Can't we laugh about it? (ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) It's not worth our time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) We can live without him&lt;br /&gt;Just a Beautiful Liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Shakira] Tell me how to forgive you (ooo)&lt;br /&gt;When it's me who's ashamed (oh)&lt;br /&gt;[Beyoncé] And I wish I could free you of the hurt and the pain &lt;br /&gt;[Both] But the answer is simple: he's the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, Beyoncé, Beyoncé&lt;br /&gt;Ay, Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Beyoncé, Beyoncé&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not kill the Karma &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) Let's not start a fight &lt;br /&gt;(Ay) It's not worth the drama &lt;br /&gt;For a Beautiful Liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Can't we laugh about it? (Ha Ha)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) It's not worth our time&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) We can live without him&lt;br /&gt;Just a Beautiful Liar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7336671645613024758?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7336671645613024758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7336671645613024758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7336671645613024758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7336671645613024758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/beautiful-liar-by-beyonc-and-shakira.html' title='&quot;Beautiful Liar&quot; by Beyoncé and Shakira'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-145988006192584483</id><published>2007-04-05T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:28:37.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Famous Last Words" by My Chemical Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My six year old loves this song, but he sings it, "I am not afraid to &lt;strong&gt;rock&lt;/strong&gt; this world."  He's so cute and I hope he gets to feeling better soon:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;That I can't make you stay&lt;br /&gt;But where's your heart&lt;br /&gt;But where's your heart&lt;br /&gt;But where's your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I could say&lt;br /&gt;To change that part&lt;br /&gt;To change that part&lt;br /&gt;To change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many&lt;br /&gt;Bright lights been cast a shadow&lt;br /&gt;But can I speak?&lt;br /&gt;Well is it hard understanding&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete&lt;br /&gt;A life that's so demanding&lt;br /&gt;I get so weak&lt;br /&gt;And all their souls are burning&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are shining bright&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm out here&lt;br /&gt;On the other side&lt;br /&gt;Of the jet black hotel mirror&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so weak&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard understanding&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete&lt;br /&gt;And all their souls are burning&lt;br /&gt;I get weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bright lights are&lt;br /&gt;glowing bright at me&lt;br /&gt;These bright lights are&lt;br /&gt;glowing bright at me&lt;br /&gt;I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;With words I thought I'd never speak&lt;br /&gt;Awake and unafraid&lt;br /&gt;Asleep or dead&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home&lt;br /&gt;[x3] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-145988006192584483?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/145988006192584483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=145988006192584483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/145988006192584483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/145988006192584483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/04/famous-last-words-by-my-chemical.html' title='&quot;Famous Last Words&quot; by My Chemical Romance'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-2043706544918397580</id><published>2007-03-26T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:35:41.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>"Computer Blue" by Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Another prophetic song from "Purple Rain" and Prince:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy? &lt;br /&gt;Yes Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Is the water warm enough?&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Shall we begin?&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Where can it be?&lt;br /&gt;There must be something wrong with the machinery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell me&lt;br /&gt;Where has it gone?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody please please tell me what the hell is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I find the righteous 1&lt;br /&gt;Computer blue&lt;br /&gt;Until I find the righteous 1&lt;br /&gt;Computer blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[following is not lyrics in the song but is included with lyrics on the liner notes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Righteous 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"poor lonely computer&lt;br /&gt;it's time someone programmed u&lt;br /&gt;it's time u learned love and lust&lt;br /&gt;the both have 4 letters&lt;br /&gt;but they r entirely different words&lt;br /&gt;poor lonely computer&lt;br /&gt;poor poor lonely computer&lt;br /&gt;do u really know what love is?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of funny that when this song came out in 1984 there were very few personal computers and no Internet to speak of.  Of course, in this song the "computer" was thought of in the sense of Star Trek style "androids" because probably no one really anticipated the arrival of the Internet and all its computerized relationships, online dating, cybersex, etc.  In this brave new world it's very easy to lose your love life and to believe that there is something wrong with the machinery.  Can we really manufacture love?  Well, I don't know.  In this day and age it seems that the artificial is becoming so difficult to distinguish from the authentic.  I can't say that I'm a big fan of that new world of electronic, 'virtual' emotions.  I guess I'm just an old fashioned girl who likes the &lt;em&gt;sense&lt;/em&gt;-able world more than the imaginary.  I don't disappear or become static when the computer is turned off, and neither do my emotions.  "Until I find the righteous 1... Computer blue."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-2043706544918397580?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/2043706544918397580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=2043706544918397580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2043706544918397580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/2043706544918397580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/03/computer-blue-by-prince.html' title='&quot;Computer Blue&quot; by Prince'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-3960430681183378986</id><published>2007-03-14T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:32:51.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Power of Love" by Huey Lewis and the News</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've declared it a Day of Love:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of love is a curious thing&lt;br /&gt;Make a one man weep, make another man sing&lt;br /&gt;Change a hawk to a little white dove&lt;br /&gt;More than a feeling, that's the power of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tougher than diamonds, rich like cream&lt;br /&gt;Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream&lt;br /&gt;Make a bad one good, make a wrong one right&lt;br /&gt;Power of love that'll keep you home at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need money, don't take fame&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no credit card to ride this train&lt;br /&gt;It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But it might just save your life&lt;br /&gt;That's the power of love&lt;br /&gt;That's the power of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time you feel it, it might make you sad&lt;br /&gt;Next time you feel it, it might make you mad&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be glad baby when you've found&lt;br /&gt;That's the power makes the world go 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don't take money, don't take fame&lt;br /&gt;Dont need no credit card to ride this train&lt;br /&gt;It's strong and it's sudden it can be cruel sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But it might just save your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that all in love is fair&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but you don't care&lt;br /&gt;But you'll know what to do&lt;br /&gt;When it gets hold of you&lt;br /&gt;And with a little help from above&lt;br /&gt;You feel the power of love&lt;br /&gt;You feel the power of love&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it? &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't take money and it don't take fame&lt;br /&gt;Don't need no credit card to ride this train&lt;br /&gt;Tougher than diamonds and stronger than steel&lt;br /&gt;You won't feel nothin' 'til you feel&lt;br /&gt;You feel the power, just feel the power of love&lt;br /&gt;That's the power, that's the power of love&lt;br /&gt;You feel the power of love&lt;br /&gt;You feel the power of love&lt;br /&gt;Feel the power of love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-3960430681183378986?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/3960430681183378986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=3960430681183378986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3960430681183378986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/3960430681183378986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/03/power-of-love-by-huey-lewis-and-news.html' title='&quot;The Power of Love&quot; by Huey Lewis and the News'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7686782364044415735</id><published>2007-03-14T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:22:08.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let My Love Open the Door" by Pete Townsend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When people keep repeating&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never fall in love&lt;br /&gt;When everybody keeps retreating&lt;br /&gt;But you can't seem to get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door, ooh&lt;br /&gt;My love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door, ooh&lt;br /&gt;My love open the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels all over&lt;br /&gt;When everybody seems unkind&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;Take all the worry out of your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door, ooh&lt;br /&gt;My love open the door (to your heart)&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door, ooh&lt;br /&gt;My love open the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the only key to your heart&lt;br /&gt;I can stop you falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Try today, you'll find this way&lt;br /&gt;Come on and give me a chance to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;It's all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;Release yourself from misery&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing gonna set you free&lt;br /&gt;That's my love, that's my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tragedy befalls you&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it drag you down&lt;br /&gt;Love can cure your problems&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky I'm around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door&lt;br /&gt;Let my love open the door to your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7686782364044415735?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7686782364044415735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7686782364044415735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7686782364044415735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7686782364044415735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-my-love-open-door-by-pete-townsend.html' title='&quot;Let My Love Open the Door&quot; by Pete Townsend'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-8921686711392554284</id><published>2007-03-14T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:07:39.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Amazing" by Aerosmith</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I kept the right ones out &lt;br /&gt;And let the wrong ones in &lt;br /&gt;Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins &lt;br /&gt;There were times in my life &lt;br /&gt;When I was goin' insane &lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to walk through &lt;br /&gt;The pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lost my grip &lt;br /&gt;And I hit the floor &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the door &lt;br /&gt;I was so sick and tired &lt;br /&gt;Of livin' a lie &lt;br /&gt;I was wishin' that I &lt;br /&gt;Would die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;With the blink of an eye you finally see the light &lt;br /&gt;It's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation &lt;br /&gt;And how high can you fly with broken wings? &lt;br /&gt;Life's a journey not a destination &lt;br /&gt;And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to crawl &lt;br /&gt;Before you learn to walk &lt;br /&gt;But I just couldn't listen to all that righteous talk, oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;I was out on the street, &lt;br /&gt;Just tryin' to survive &lt;br /&gt;Scratchin' to stay &lt;br /&gt;Alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;With the blink of an eye you finally see the light &lt;br /&gt;It's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright &lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's Amazing &lt;br /&gt;And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate hearts, desperate hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[indecipherable screams]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-8921686711392554284?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/8921686711392554284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=8921686711392554284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8921686711392554284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/8921686711392554284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/03/amazing-by-aerosmith.html' title='&quot;Amazing&quot; by Aerosmith'/><author><name>Rae Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10239791074376508016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I8oqsPr8xH4/SD3sYIFOfqI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ZTgy1KRFZrg/S220/rae+skate+005_0004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704922.post-7724310444694960575</id><published>2007-03-10T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:09:48.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70s'/><title type='text'>"Maybe I'm Amazed" by Paul McCartney and Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time, &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time, &lt;br /&gt;You hung me on the line. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm a man, maybe I'm a lonely man &lt;br /&gt;Who's in the middle of something &lt;br /&gt;That he doesn't really understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a man, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me. &lt;br /&gt;Baby, won't you help me to understand? &lt;br /&gt;Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm a man, maybe I'm a lonely man &lt;br /&gt;Who's in the middle of something &lt;br /&gt;That he doesn't really understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm a man, &lt;br /&gt;And maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me. &lt;br /&gt;Baby, won't you help me to understand? &lt;br /&gt;Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time, &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm afraid of the way leave you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song, &lt;br /&gt;You right me when I'm wrong- &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, &lt;br /&gt;Wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, wo, &lt;br /&gt;Won't you help me to understand? &lt;br /&gt;Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a man, maybe I'm a lonely man &lt;br /&gt;Who's in the middle of something &lt;br /&gt;That he doesn't really understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm a man, &lt;br /&gt;You're the only woman who could ever help me. &lt;br /&gt;Won't you help me to understand? &lt;br /&gt;Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe I'm amazed, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm amazed, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe I'm amazed, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, maybe I'm amazed, &lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo - &lt;br /&gt;Oo -.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704922-7724310444694960575?l=ramskates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/feeds/7724310444694960575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7704922&amp;postID=7724310444694960575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7724310444694960575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704922/posts/default/7724310444694960575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramskates.blogspot.com/2007/03/maybe-im-amazed-by-paul-mccartney-and.html' title='&quot;Maybe I&apos;m Amazed&quot; 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