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My Christmas Tree

Diana Ross & the Supremes

Give Love on Christmas Day

2006

Christmas is
My baby back at home

oh, my Christmas tree's so sad and bare
My room's so big and cold
They wish me happy new year
But the new year is

Playing out them sad songs, they understand
Just another couple making juke box memories
Walking into troubles hand in hand

She weren't no maid of cotton

I took shrooms, watch it heal my wounds
Whatchu really wanna do?
My niggas killas i don't hang with goons
My energy you can feel up in the room

room with no view
Baby nobody cares if it is life or death
Baby nobody cares if it is life or death
Is it life or death? If it is life or death
If it is

No Dey fumble
Bad boy from Enugu yeah
Anything girl I do yah
You no say me I gat ya
Gat you ( Baby )
My Cintaku
Amma make you my boo
Come in to my room

And think, about when pink
Is just another color

Someday
Your time will be your own time
No waiting rooms or doctor news, that
Make you wanna cry

Sunday

Tommy Lee

Never a Dull Moment

of my mind sometimes maybe 
No room in my head cause it's filled with a boom 
I think I'm out of my mind sometimes maybe 
No room in my head cause it's

Isobel's room has windows to the sea

And a color so dark as I’ve never seen

Her honey coloured eyes, only open in the moonlight


For when night

Boom boom boom boom
smoke plume
I takeoff straight to the moon
skirt vroom
skirt to the room
skirts in the room
boom boom boom boom
yeah that's

Ooh, yeah
Ha, baby

"Take me to the room where the red's all red
Take me out of my head"'s what I said
Yeah, ow

Hey, take me to the room where

as hell, when I got no shoulders to lean on
Baby hold it down, I'll be home soon
Yeah I want you in that bed, I want you in the room
Uh, I know I can sing,

too
Oh no, and some Porsches too
In the not too distant future
We'll all be living on a Starbucks cul de sac
Or in a roach infested
Pizza Hut flat
Down

Down by the Lazy River

The Osmonds

Live in Las Vegas: 50th Anniversary Reunion Concert

What are ya doin' tonight?
Ya got no place to go
Gotta get out of the city
Why don't'cha come along with me?

Mighty fine out tonight
Getcha

I am alone, in a red room, and I'm at peace with myself.
I feel the soft skin on me and I look in the mirror
Follow me, follow me
Follow me, follow

The Shining Hour

Grant Lee Buffalo

Fuzzy

1993

Are we still on the phone
With the lady Anna Clarke 
And her trumpet solo
Whose ghost sings for pay
In the blue billiard room of the Monterrey

to loose myself in this rubber room
No way to break out of this haunted house I assume
I changed my way to live
I changed my life for you
You shall

I'm bitter, broken, dead inside. I have no place left to run and hide. I'm ashamed of the skin I'm living in, in a room full, but still alone, I want

In Regards to Myself

Underoath

Survive, Kaleidoscope

2008

and concentrate
There's got to be some stable ground
Left to walk on

So tear another page from the book
Are you asleep or just alone?
Clear this room from

I waited at her gate
A storm flash lit the night
A certain rain for now would wait
For her room light to turn out

A barn cat overturned a lid

didn't have to roam
But you would never ever surrender

You said if I fought it would all be for naught
And we could no longer be together
Despite the many

on her ass hands slipped off her waist
No hesitation she whispered

Just show me different
Show me you listen
I'll introduce you to the victims of deaf

I make that speaker move 
Body groove 
All up on the floor 
I'm getting loose 
No excuse 
Bouncing off of the wall 
Even in a quiet room 
You'll hit

yes it did)
My feet it started skippin and my heart started trippin
when you walked into the room
I wasnt ready for no heart attack I never knew that

let you in no more

My love is milage on your frequent flyer card
Oh, I don't know what that means
Y O I R or me

There's always room for one more good