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In Between [Taiwan Bonus Disc] (Paul van Dyk) · Jewel of the South (Rodney Crowell) · Blue Lightnin: The Jewel Sessions 1965-1969 (Lightnin' Hopkins) · The Jewel (David Savage) · The Jewel/Paula Soul Story (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Origin/Jewel (Mamiko Watanabe) · Taxi (Jewel) (Bryan Ferry) · Jewel (Marcella Detroit) · Jewel Spotlights the Blues, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Jewel Spotlights the Blues, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 31 other albums »


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I was made

By the Taiwanese in Taiwan
But they don't like that 
Like that, like that, like that,
Like that, like that, like that, like that
jewels
Livin' on the edge of a friend
Suzanne, how will you sleep at night
When they take that crown from your head?

Suzanne lived down by the river
international herb)
For if you go to Africa you will see it man (the international herb)
Run up by Englan' and you will see it man (the international herb)
Jewel thief, where do you get all those pretty necklaces?
Jewel thief, where do you get all those silver pistols?
Jewel thief, where do you get all
Jewel thief, where do you get all those pretty necklaces?
Jewel thief, where do you get all those silver pistols?
Jewel thief, where do you get all
MAMA'S LITTLE JEWEL
(Hank Mills - Kermit Barrett)
« © '65 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI »

You're the meanest woman in this world and that takes
Combustion, suggestions, roaring engines
Jewels and lathes that build a world
Titanic Howard Hughes, an aimless king
Always spoiling the best things
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore
My flashlight's from Taiwan
My tablecloth's from Malaysia
My belt buckle's from the Amazon
You know, this
the pit,
Done in by the weight of those terrible tits.

Oh, my god! there she blows!
Aerodynamically this girl was a mess.
Otto eye-balled the diva
international herb)
For if you go to Africa you will see it man (the international herb)
Run up by Englan' and you will see it man (the international herb)
sites a clipper ship 
Mack would board her and begin to clip 
First he'd grab, the ladies fair 
Especially those with jewels
Those with jewels
The bright lights of Denver
Were shining like diamonds
Like ten thousand jewels in the sky
And it's nobody's business
Where you're goin' or where you
The sky is burning in this lonely land
And I kneel by the river
And I feel the sand and the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from
heartbreak
For a crown
And tears instead of jewels
'Cause I'm his majesty,
The king of fools

Raise a cheer as he passes by
Drink a toast to this lonely
by
What ails you my jewel? What ails you my jewel
What ails you my jewel and makes you to cry?

Well I once had a sweetheart and now I have none
I once
I know you are a woman by the way you burn below.
I'll tell you secrets so good, you'll never tell a soul.
Come closer, that bonfire holds his life
rise again, 
Call the river by your name)
I want to float in through your door
Hand it on the wall, hang it all
But I want to be sure of one thing
[Jewel]
I walk around the room
It's funny how these silly things remind me of you
And I have this hole in my chest
But I guess you know me good
on 
Touching herself 
Song by song, selling her body 
All night long mom always knew
-the show must go on 
That was precious jewel 
The mother I never knew
By the dried up stream
We slit our throats and dreamed
But when the building's burned
Was there some concerned

Mother laid in bed
What was it
When I cross over
I will shout and sing
I will know my savior
By the mark where the nails have been 
CHORUS:
By the mark where the nails have
of future days I cannot see
Shining like a morning star, exquisite jewel I see afar
Aloft in heaven's height so far from me 

Watching as the days go by
the story . . .

The inventor of the modern foundation garment

that we women wear today was a German scientist

and opera lover by the name of Otto Titsling!