Lyrics:
Michael mcdonald/paul anka
No more goodbyes
Or waitin' for some lucky day
No driftin' along
No walkin' away
What I feel inside
Ain't some idle game
it?
Paul, what about singing "'Til There Was You"?
the men who made
This mighty nation we have here
Then let's remember Paul Revere yes
Let's remember Paul Revere
I guarantee you something and I
Want to tell
INTERVIEWER: Do you think the bug has
Bitten now? Are you guys
– do you have big eyes now to be actors?
PAUL: No
GEORGE: Not really, no we still,
peculiar
Looking gentlemen who goes by the name of mr.
Paul Crusoe, on the dodgy subject of are there
Or are there not flying saucers or... ahem, UFO's.
Anyways, call me back
I have this idea
About how I want to end the show
So page me when you get this message, fucker
Oh, and by the way
No, I don't have
Anyways, call me back
I have this idea
About how I want to end the show
So page me when you get this message, fucker
Oh, and by the way
No, I don't have
of mine
(June and Daffy)
And they've got something
(Jean and Jim)
You don't often find
(And Jim and Christine)
Joyce and Terry
Paul and Molly
Liz
back and performing tonight
Much anticipated performance with Paul
McCartney and Rihanna
Kanye West: I'm just extremely happy
Can you tell by my face?
Paul; Paul Stark? A local god. A man who knows about all these things.
He knows everything.
Mmm-hmm. How did you come up with the name Soul Asylum?
day? Do
You have a little something holy you'd like to say? Something about a magic,
Sacred, holy day. You look holy and humble on your knees, but it
Paul, yo, um
So I got your message, I wish you would answer the fuckin' phone
Um
Turn right
No, I don't plan to reply to everybody who fuckin'
The more I was around her
The more I wanted to be
There was something about her
That brought out a good side of me
I went into town,I brought a new
tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (I see you in my dreams)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies
on a chain
You think I'm your bitch
I'm fuckin' with your brain, yeah
Come on, Paul, let's hear something
Come on
What?
Well, why you bite my head
[Chorus: x2]
Don't worry (easy you brain), about a thing (do you hear what we say)
Every little thing is gonna be alright (Well listen we again)
[Verse
And give up the fight
'Cause trouble had been Paul's middle name
Ever since he'd been captured by God's blinding light
But just when his hope should be
much has changed about you
Whoa, whoa, maybe it's just me, but
Something's the same about you
You can change how you fix your hair
Change the style
grand
He was a Cumberland Presbyterian
He went up to meet his maker in '91
Sometimes when I talk about him I get sad
You see Paul brown petty was my
down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Come on, come on, uh-huh
This one is, um
A short rendition
In which, uh, me and a pianist mate of mine
By the name of Prince Paul
I shall not relieve, I mean reveal,
Star Track.
(Paul Kantner)
If your head spins round try to see the ground if you can
My busy eyes missed her path through the air as she ran
My
down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Paul Masson
Yea I know the shit cheap
So I buy the shit by the heap
Big bottle last about a week
Paul Masson Paul Masson
You already know what I’m
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