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Tuesday, July 11, 2006 |
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fergie's going solo, mihos. just jared has the lyrics and download links for london bridge. pretty hot y'all. so will it be jt's or fergie's summer? we'll see. Oh s***, oh s***, oh s*** When I come to the clubs, step aside Pop the seeds, don't be hating me in the line V.I.P because you know I gotta shine I'm Fergie Ferg Give me love you long time All my girls get down on the floor Back to back drop it down real low I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like a ho Because you know what, I don't give a f*** So here we go! Chorus (x2) How come every time you come around My London London Bridge want to go down Like London London want you to go down Like London London be going down Drinks start pouring And my speech start slowing Everybody start looking at you The Grey Goose got the girl feeling loose Now I wishing that I didn't wear these shoes It's like everytime I get up on the dude Papparazzi put my business in the news And I'm gonna get up out my face (oh, ****) Before I turn around and spray your ass with mace (oh, ****) My lips make you want to have a taste (oh, ****) You got that? I got the bass |
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Monday, July 10, 2006 |
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listen to jt's new track, from perez hilton, of course. I'm bringin' sexy back Them other boys they don't know how to act I think it's special... what's behind your back So turn around and and I'll pick up the slack Dirty Babe You see these shackles baby I'm your slave I'll let you whip me if I misbehave It's just that no one makes me feel this way Come here girl, go head be gone with it Come to the back, go head be gone with it VIP, drinks on me Lemme see what you're working with Look at those hips Make me smile Go 'head child and get your sexy on I'm bringin' sexy back Them other ?? don't know how to act Girl let me make up for all the things you lack Because you're burning up ?? get it fast I'm bringin' sexy back ?? eye attack If that's your girl, baby watch your back Cuz you're burning up for me and that's a fact. (lyrics from just jared) |
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Saturday, July 08, 2006 |
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saw rent recently on dvd. i'm in love again. loved the freakin' movie. i should see the play on broadway. great songs, loved i'll cover you. it was a happy song, sung by collins and angel as they walked along tompkins park in alphabet city, east village. then sung again by collins at angel's funeral. when they said you can't buy love now i know you can rent it a new lease, you are, my love the story behind rent is very interesting (and heart-breaking if you ask me). see wikipedia for the story. |
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Sunday, July 02, 2006 |
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left at nine in the morning to catch my train to manhattan. sundays mean st. patrick's mass plus a trip to the rock to see ol' friends. st. patrick's is full of course. once you get inside, the hall is packed of people taking pictures of the towering columns of the church, the saints standing perfectly still, and of the colored glass of the windows. all this while the mass is being held. damn tourists. went to the met store for a few minutes with ex-co-workers. plans for dinner this thursday is being made. connolly's sound good. maybe bbq's. heather is adamant with connolly's though, an irish pub and resto that doesn't card customers. i would like to suggest mcfadden's at second avenue but we might get kicked out from the place, we tend to be loud. there was also talks of orlando bloom in 30 rock the other night when i visited before going to the meatpacking district. heather was devastated not to see the guy. was about to go home when i decided to walk uptown. saw a different side of central park i've never seen before. went to bethesda terrace of course, to see my raphael. she looks better with water spewing beneath her feet. walked along fifth to catch the train going back home when i saw a book stand that sells cheap books. for a lil over six bucks, got me two classics: dostoyesky's the idiot and shakespeare's the taming of the shrew. was gonna stay in central park to read but all lawns were crowded. took the subway to bryant park instead and decided to read in the lawn, under the summer sun. among high rise buildings and the noisy chit chat of new yorkers, i wondered what makes a new yorker? am i one? i dunno, but this sure feels like home. |
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