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You don’t bring me flowers
You don’t sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come thru the door
At the end of the day

I remember when
You couldn’t wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after lovin’ me late at night
When it’s good for you
And you’re feelin’ alright
Well you just roll over
And turn out the light
And you don’t bring me flowers anymore

It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But used to be’s don’t count anymore
They just lay on the floor
’til we sweep them away

And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh
And I learned how to cry
Well I leared how to love
Even learned how to lie
You’d think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye
’cause you don’t bring me flowers anymore

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I saw him in concert

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Ok- I guess here would be a good place to confess my love for the MONKEES

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Hey they was nothing wrong with the Monkees.., at least not everything they did.

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Ok- I guess here would be a good place to confess my love for the MONKEES

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No worries, I caught the Monkees bug on Nickelodeon in the late 80's, wore them out and moved on to the Beatles and smoking pot. Mike Nesmith kinda turned out weird though, eh? When Christian Scientists go wrong.

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my all fags? or their all fags?

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Standin there on Main Street across from Mr. Blues
My faded leather jacket my weathered brogan shoes
A chill north wind was blowin but the Spring was comin on
As I wondered to myself just how long I had been gone

So I strolled across ol Main Street walked down a flight of stairs
Stepped into a hall and saw all my friends were there
A neon sign was flashing welcome come on in
It feels so good feeling good again

My favorite band was playin' an Otis Redding song
And when they sang the chorus everybody sang along
Dan and Margarita were swayin side by side
I heard they were divorcing but I guess they let it slide

I wished I had some money with which to buy a round
I wished I cashed my paycheck before I came to town
But I reached into my pocket and found three twenties and a ten
It feels so good feelin good again

There was old man Perkins sittin on his stool
Watchin Butch and Jimmy John talkin' loud and playin pool
The boys from Silver City were standin by the fire
Singin like they thought they were the Tabernacle choir

And I wanted you to see them all I wished that you were there
I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair
And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin
It feels so good feelin good again

I wanted you to see them all I wished that you were there
I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair
And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin
It feels so good feelin good again
It feels so good feelin good again

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What's up Floofin? I haven't posted song lyrics in a long time.

Are you a K. State fan? If so get ready for the statistically dominant Vic Koening "bend but don't win" defense. Third and long....no problem- Koening will have his boys in a soft zone.

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