whats up?
i know we haven't spoken for a while
but i was thinkin bout you
and it kinda made me smile
so many things to say
and i'll put em in a letter
and it might be easier
the words might come out better
how's your mother, how's your little brother?
does he still look just like you?
so many things i wanna know the answers to
wish i could press rewind
and rewrite every line
to the story of me and you

(nakarat)
don't you know i've tried and i've tried
to get you out my mind
but it don't get no better
as each day goes by
and i'm lost and confused
i've got nothin to lose
hope to hear from you soon
p.s. i'm still not over you
still not over you

(nakarat)
excuse me, i really didn't mean to ramble on
but there's a lot of feelings that still remain after you were gone
i guess you thought that i would put it all behind me
but it seems there's always somethin right there to remind me
like a silly joke, or somethin on the t.v.
boy it aint easy
when i hear our song
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i get that same old feeling
wish i could press rewind
turn back the hands of time
and i shouldn't be telling you

(nakarat)
don't you know i've tried and i've tried
to get you out my mind
but it don't get no better
as each day goes by
and i'm lost and confused
i've got nothin to lose
hope to hear from you soon
p.s. i'm still not over you
still not over you

did you know i kept all of your pictures
don't have the strength to part with them yet
oh no....
tried to erase the way your kisses taste
but some things a girl can never forget

(nakarat)
don't you know i've tried and i've tried
to get you out my mind
but it don't get no better
as each day goes by
and i'm lost and confused
i've got nothin to lose
hope to hear from you soon
p.s. i'm still not over you
still not over you ...

I didn't mean to end his life
I know it wasn't right
I can't even sleep at night
Can't get it out my mind
I need to get outta sight
'Fore I end up behind bars

What started out as a simple altercation
Turned into a real sticky situation
Me just thinking on the time
That I'm facing makes me wanna cry

[pre-hook]
'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him
Coulda been somebody's son
And I took his heart when
I pulled out that gun
Rum bum bum bum (x3)
Man down
Rum bum bum bum (x3)
Man down

[hook]
Oh mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
In front of a big ol' crowd
Oh Why Oh Why
Oh mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station

Little .22
I call her Peggy Sue
And she fits right down in my shoes
What you expect me to do
If you're playin' me for a fool?
I will lose my cool
And reach for my fire arm
I didn't mean to lay him down
But it's too late to turn back now
Don't know what I was thinking
Now he's no longer living
So I'm 'bout to leave town
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[pre-hook, hook]

Can you hear me now?

Said I never thought I'd do it
Never thought I'd do it
Never thought I'd do it

Oh gosh, whatever happened to me
Ever happened to me
Ever happened to me

Why did I pull the trigga
Pull the trigga
Pull the trigga - boom

And end a ni**a
End a ni**a's life so soon

When me pull the trigga
Pull the trigga
Pull it pon you

Somebody, tell me what I'm gonna
What I'm gonna do

Rum bum bum bum (x3)
Me say one man down

And when me say
Rum bum bum bum (x3)
Then me went downtown

'Cause now I am a criminal, criminal, criminal
Oh Lawd of mercy, now I am a criminal
Man down
Tell the judge please give me minimal
Run out of town
None of them can see me now, see me now

[hook]
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Chest to chest
Nose to nose
Palm to palm
We were always just that close 
Wrist to wrist
Toe to toe
Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose
So how come when I reach out my finger
It feels like more than distance between us

In this California king bed
We�re ten thousand miles apart
I been California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California king

Eye to eye
Check to check
Side by side
You were sleeping next to me
Oooh next to me
Arm in arm
Dusk to dawn
With the curtains drawn
And a little last night on these sheets
So how come when I reach out my finger
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It feels like more than distance between us

In this California king bed
We�re ten thousand miles apart
I been California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California king

Just when I felt like giving up on us
You turned around and gave me one last touch
That made everything feel better
And even then my eyes got wetter
So confused, when I asked you if you love me
But I don�t wanna seem so weak
Maybe I�ve been California dreaming

In this California king bed
We�re ten thousand miles apart
I been California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California king

In this California king bed
We�re ten thousand miles apart
I been California wishing on these stars
For your heart for me
My California king...

Mıssıng cat

The owner of a missing cat is asking for help. “My baby has been missing for over a month now, and I want him back so badly,” said Mrs. Brown, a 56-year-old woman. Mrs. Brown lives by herself in a trailer park near Clovis. She said that Clyde, her 7-year-old cat, didn’t come home for dinner more than a month ago. The next morning he didn’t appear for breakfast either. After Clyde missed an extra-special lunch, she called the police.

When the policeman asked her to describe Clyde, she told him that Clyde had beautiful green eyes, had all his teeth but was missing half of his left ear, and was seven years old and completely white. She then told the officer that Clyde was about a foot high.

A bell went off. “Is Clyde your child or your pet?” the officer suspiciously asked. “Well, he’s my cat, of course,” Mrs. Brown replied. “Lady, you’re supposed to report missing PERSONS, not missing CATS,” said the irritated policeman. “Well, who can I report this to?” she asked. “You can’t. You have to ask around your neighborhood or put up flyers,” replied the officer.

Mrs. Brown figured that a billboard would work a lot better than an 8”x11” piece of paper on a telephone pole. There was an empty billboard at the end of her street just off the interstate highway. The billboard had a phone number on it. She called that number, and they told her they could blow up a picture of Clyde (from Mrs. Brown’s family album) and put it on the billboard for all to see.

“But how can people see it when they whiz by on the interstate?” she asked. “Oh, don’t worry, ma’am, they only whiz by between 2 a.m. and 5:30 a.m. The rest of the day, the interstate is so full of commuters that no one moves.” They told her it would cost only $3,000 a month. So she took most of the money out of her savings account and rented the billboard for a month.

The month has passed, but Clyde has not appeared. Because she has almost no money in savings, Mrs. Brown called the local newspaper to see if anyone could help her rent the billboard for just one more month. She is waiting but, so far, no one has stepped forward.

FESTIVAL

People joke that no one in Los Angeles reads; everyone watches TV, rents videos, or goes to the movies. The most popular reading material is comic books, movie magazines, and TV guides. City libraries have only 10 percent of the traffic that car washes have. But how do you explain this? An annual book festival in west Los Angeles is “sold out” year after year. People wait half an hour for a parking space to become available.

This outdoor festival, sponsored by a newspaper, occurs every April for one weekend. This year’s attendance was estimated at 70,000 on Saturday and 75,000 on Sunday. The festival featured 280 exhibitors. There were about 90 talks given by authors, with an audience question-and-answer period following each talk. Autograph seekers sought out more than 150 authors. A food court sold all kinds of popular and ethnic foods, from American hamburgers to Hawaiian shave ice drinks. Except for a $7 parking fee, the festival was free. Even so, some people avoided the food court prices by sneaking in their own sandwiches and drinks.

People came from all over California. One couple drove down from San Francisco. “This is our sixth year here now. We love it,” said the husband. “It’s just fantastic to be in the great outdoors, to be among so many books and authors, and to get some very good deals, too.”

The idea for the festival occurred years ago, but nobody knew if it would succeed. Although book festivals were already popular in other US cities, would Los Angeles residents embrace one? “Angelenos are very unpredictable,” said one of the festival founders.

English is confusing

Good evening, everybody!” said the teacher, Donna. “Where is everybody?” That was sort of a daily joke by Donna. Usually the class started with only two or three students present, and then filled up as the minutes went by. It was summertime. Summer school was only eight weeks long. Class attendance was always smaller than during fall and spring semesters.

“I don’t know, teacher. Maybe they late or no come,” said one student. “Maybe watching TV football tonight.”

“Is there a soccer game tonight? It seems like there’s a soccer game every night. Oh, well. Let’s get started, okay? We’re on page 36 in the workbook. Tonight we’re studying participles as adjectives. Students are always confused when they learn about the present and past participles, so we will practice this a lot. Tonight, we’re just going to practice the present participle.

“The present participle tells us what emotion or feeling the subject is causing. For example, ‘Grammar is boring’ means that the subject—grammar—causes an emotion of boredom. If we say, ‘The movie is interesting,’ we are saying that the movie causes a feeling of interest. If we say, ‘The roller coaster is exciting,’ we are saying that the roller coaster causes a feeling of excitement. Any questions so far? Am I confusing you? Is everyone confused?”

The classroom was quiet. Donna looked at blank faces. They were confused. She knew this would take a while. But eventually, the faster students would grasp it, and then they would help the slower students. By the end of the evening, most of the class would feel comfortable using the present participle.

Donna erased the board and put some new examples on it. She loved guiding her students through difficult topics like this one. She always felt a little bit thrilled when the look of understanding came to their faces.

BIG BIG WORLD 

I'M A BIG BIG GIRL
IN A BIG BIG WORLD
IT'S NOT A BIG BIG THING
IF YOU LEAVE ME
BUT I DO DO FEEL
THAT I DO DO WILL
MISS YOU MUCH
MISS YOU MUCH

I CAN SEE THE FIRST LEAF FALLING
IT'S ALL JELLO AND NICE
IT'S ALL VERY COLD OUTSIDE
LIKE THE WAY I'M FEELING INSIDE
OUTSIDE IT'S NOT RAINING
AND TEARS ARE FALLING FROM MY EYES

WHY DID IT HAVE TO HAPPEN
WHY DID IT ALL HAVE TO END
I HAVE YOUR ARMS AROUND ME
OH-LIKE A FIRE
BUT WHEN I OPEN MY EYES
YOU'RE GONE



Wonderful Tonight - Eric Clapton

It's late in the evening
She's wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me
Do I look alright
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight

We go a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
Thats walking around with me
And then she asks me
Do you feel alright
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight

I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just dont realize
How much I love you

It's time to go home now
And Ive got an aching head
So I give her the car keys
She helps me to bed
And then I tell her
As I turn out the light
I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight
DON'T WORRY, BE HAPPY (Bobby McFerrin)

Here is a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don't worry be happy
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don't worry, be happy......

Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
Don't worry, be happy
The land lord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Don't worry, be happy
Lood at me I am happy
Don't worry, be happy
Here I give you my phone number
When you worry call me
I make you happy
Don't worry, be happy
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style
Ain't got not girl to make you smile
But don't worry be happy
Cause when you worry
Your face will frown
And that will bring everybody down
So don't worry, be happy (now).....

There is this little song I wrote
I hope you learn it note for note
Like good little children
Don't worry, be happy
Listen to what I say
In your life expect some trouble
But when you worry
You make it double
Don't worry, be happy......
Don't worry don't do it, be happy
Put a smile on your face
Don't bring everybody down like this
Don't worry, it will soon past
Whatever it is
Don't worry, be happy

COUNTRY ROADS TAKE ME HOME (John Denver)

Almost heaven, west virginia
Blue ridge mountains
Shenandoah river
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growin like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gathered round her
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrops in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice
In the mornin hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin down the road I get a feelin
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, now country roads
Take me home, now country roads

THE OLD MAN’S TEARS

Once upon a time I had watched a play somewhere
There was a curled old man in that play
Wearing ragged clothes
Having meaningless glance in his eyes
Being too old, having no energy left, and being deserted,
Left alone, having lived nothing

His tears had neither stopped nor finished
He had so much trouble that hadn’t ever finished
Breathing was his profit, living was his only ambition
Having played the greatest tragedy in the world
On the life stage without curtains
He had passed on, do you have a clue?
WHY FALLING IN LOVE WİTHOUT BEING LOVED?

If eyes see, heart likes and falls in love
The passion to meet lights fire
Reality and dream get mixed into each other
One moment comes and arched eyebrows are frowned.

He had loved a lot of beautiful ones without being loved
He knows that there is no remedy for this trouble
The lover also bears the trouble
Why falling in love without being loved?

Days full of hope and expectation
Passed with happiness and grief
We had tried hard but too hard
But couldn’t answer the riddle called love.
 

THE KANGAROO WITHOUT ITS CHILD

A kangaroo hadn’t been able to have a baby
It had adopted a rabbit and had put it into its bag
The kangaroo had been happy and so had the rabbit
But the others had been angry so,

They had made a plan to get rid of the rabbit
They had kidnapped the rabbit while sleeping
The kangaroo had seen her empty bag when she had woken up
She had been shocked and sorry

And had made an arrangement with the poisonous snake
In the bag had been the snake and the kangaroo among the others
Being afraid of the snake the others had given the rabbit back
And they had said that that was a plan in a plan.


My Tree

I wouldn't love you this much
If there was another tree besides you
In our neighborhood.
But if you
Knew how to play slide
With us
I would love you more.

My beautiful tree!
When you wither
I hope
We will have moved to another neighborhood.

 

Winter is Over

"I've studied the art of farewell,"
specialized in exile.
I've learnt how a boat puts out from port.
Learnt the bitterness of a train whistle.

For years I lived on letters, lived
on smuggled tobacco, banned
publications. I've not forgotten a thing.
Nothing. Ever.

In the icy loneliness of the steppes
the sails at sea were what I missed the most.
There were no mountains, no mountains:
I leant back on the winds.

Was I out of my mind? A prisoner, say,
in the heart of darkness?
The blood dried -
and I was a rose, blown into flower.

 

1-Arogones: Doctor, will I be able to play the piano after the operation?

Bosque: Yes, of course

Arogones: Great! I never could before!
 

2-Teacher: Maria please show America on the map.
 

Maria: Here it is

Teacher: Good. Then kid, who discovered America?
 

Class: Maria did ,teacher.

3- A Scotsman who was driving home one night, ran into a car driven by an Englishman.
 

The Scotsman got out of the car to apologize and offered the Englishman a drink from a bottle of whisky. The Englishman was glad to have a drink.
 

“Go on,” said the Scot, “have another drink.”
 

The Englishman drank gratefully. “But don’t you want one, too?” he asked the Scotsman.
 

“Perhaps,” replied the Scotsman, “after the police have gone.”
 

4-When I was young I didn’t like going to weddings.
 

My grandmother would tell me, “You’re next”
 

However, she stopped saying it after I started saying the same thing to her at funerals.

5-The First 3 Years of Marriage

In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens.
 

In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens.
 

In the third year, they both speak and the neighbos listen
 

Alexander Fleming

His name was Fleming,

and he was a poor Scottish farmer.

One day, while trying to provide a living for his family,

he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby swamp.

He dropped his tools and ran to the swamp.

There was a terrified boy in the swamp screaming and struggling to free himself.

Farmer Fleming saved the boy from a slow and terrifying death.

The next day a  fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s poor neighborhood.

An elegantly dressed aristocrat stepped out.

He introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

“I want to pay you back,” said the aristocrat.

“You saved my son’s life.”

“No, I can’t accept payment for what I did,” the Scottish farmer replied.

At that moment, the farmer’s own son came to the door of the house.

“Is that your son?” the aristocrat asked.

“Yes,” the farmer replied proudly.

“Let’s make an agreement.

Let me take him and give him a good education.

If the boy is like his father, he will become a man you can be proud of.”

And he did that.

In time, Farmer Fleming’s son graduated from St. Mary’s Hospital Medical School in London.

He became known throughout the world as the famous Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years later, the aristocrat’s son developed pneumonia.

What saved him? Penicillin.

The name of the aristocrat?

Lord Randolph Churchill.

His son’s name?

Sir Winston Churchill

EAGLES IN A STORM

Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is coming long before it breaks?

The eagle flies to some high point and waits for the winds to come. 

When the storm comes, it arranges its wings

so that the wind picks it up and moves it above the storm.

While the storm rages below, the eagle soars above it.

The eagle does not escape from the storm.

It simply uses the storm to lift it higher.

It rises on the winds that bring the storm.

It is not the difficulties of life that pull us down,

it is the way we manage them

 MURPHY OR SECOLA ??

Timothy Murphy and Antonio Secola were two Catholic boys whose lives paralleled each other in amazing ways. In the same year Timothy was born in Ireland, Antonio was born in Italy. Faithfully they attended parochial school from kindergarten through their Senior year in High School.

They took their vows to enter the priesthood early in college, and upon graduation became priests. Their careers had come to amaze the world, but it was generally acknowledged that Antonio was just a cut above Timothy in all respects. Their rise through the ranks of Bishop, Archbishop, and finally Cardinal was meteoric, to say the least, and the Catholic world knew that when the present Pope died, it would be either Timothy or Antonio who would become the next Pope.

In time the Pope did die, and the College of Cardinals went to work. In less time than anyone expected smoke rose from the chimney and the world waited to see whom they had chosen. The world, Catholic, Protestant, and secular was surprised to learn that Timothy Murphy had been elected Pope.

Antonio was beyond surprise, he was devastated... Even though Timothy was tremendously gifted, Antonio knew he was the better qualified. With a bitterness that shocked the Cardinals, Antonio asked for a private session with them in which he candidly asked, "Why Timothy?"

After a long silence, one old Cardinal took pity on the bewildered Antonio and rose to reply, "We knew you were the better of the two, but we just could not bear the thought of the leader of the Roman Catholic Church being called