Another Day of Driving Themselves

Don't feel like doing themes at the moment. Just a random bunch of songs, for this week and for three weeks after this. Yes, I've gone and done a big heap of songs in order to get four weeks of this done in one fell swoop. What the hell is a fell swoop?

#1 I think the future of our children. The best way to learn. beauty all to themselves. Providing tools for pride. Many laughed when my children need reminding. Both are looking for heroes. We need people to see. need to do: I had the opportunity to meet and quiet, so I learned to my faith.

#2 Georgia, Georgia, during the day. Georgia opinion is just an old sweet song, so maksudku. In Georgia, Georgia, sweet as you clear the trees and the moon through songs, I say. On another, the smile slowly, eyes and other weapons. Peace continues to lead the way to see again heard the shot.

#3 We say about that. Me, Not me, another day of driving themselves, I'm getting ready to do so. I love the same? Al, get me I will continue a day or two. So, my little things go without saying, but it seems like life is slowly leaving teaching. Say: nothing is more important than to be. Al, get me I will continue a day or two.

In case you've not noticed, numbers one and two aren't all that difficult, really. So I've balance it with number three, which, though it comes from a popular enough song, is so difficult that even God himself couldn't answer it. You know, unless he cheated by peeking at the whiteness below:

#1 "The Greatest Love of All" by Whitney Houston.

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I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way. Show them all the beauty they possess inside. Give them a sense of pride to make it easier. Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be. Everybody's searching for a hero. People need someone to look up to. I never found anyone who fulfill my needs: a lonely place to be, so I learned to depend on me.

#2 "Georgia on My Mind" by Ray Charles (among others).

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Georgia, Georgia, the whole day through. Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind. I'll say Georgia, Georgia, a song of you comes as sweet and clear as moonlight through the pines. Other arms reach out to me, other eyes smile tenderly. Still in peaceful dreams I see the road leads back to you.

#3 "Take on Me" by a-ha.

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We're talking away. I don't know what I'm to say; I'll say it anyway: today's another day to find you shying away. I'll be coming for your love, OK? Take on me, take me on. I'll be gone in a day or two. So, needless to say I'm odds and ends, but that's me stumbling away, slowly learning that life is OK. Say after me: It's no better to be safe than sorry. Take on me, take me on. I'll be gone in a day or two.

He for Me a Man Who Talcs as Foot Foot

Another week, another three songs. Is there a theme this week? Well, I'm glad you asked. The answer is 'yes'. This time out, it works like this: all three song titles have a word in common. So if you can figure out, for example, that one of the songs is "Can't Keep My Eyes off of You", you might figure that one of the others is "Bette Davis Eyes". Or, alternately, "Keep On Movin'". Get it? Okay, here we go then:

#1 Oh, my friends are regular remove dirt and Liege, but my dad his "can not bother me to give them. World will not end. He for me a man who Talcs as foot foot, people like my son. Amount of care. Or hand of a man my son. ".

#2 And love is not easy, but you can load. And love is not easy. Download all you can do just can not leave. Darkness and give us and if you feel meonoy day Stopped heart and two other cups. Oh, Point peacock. It is in motion. Why not steal. No, they do not feel it. It Moving. Night guard.

#3 All the old graves of a file from the sand dance do not you? If they fast, they fell like dominoes for you. 'M Nile marketing and all those invested. Golden crocodiles C their simple mud. Variety of hookah pipe "that really inanikumbusha, Oh yeah. This, indeed, reminds us." Egypt, such as foot.

You know, I've heard that first one five million times but have never actually paid any attention to the lyrics. It's the third one, of course, that makes it easy. So once you've made your guesses, check out that charming whiteness below:

#1 "Walk Like a Man" by the Four Seasons.

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Oh, how you tried to cut me down to size, telling dirty lies to my friends, but my own father said "Give her up, don't bother. The world isn't coming to an end". He told me, walk like a man, talk like a man, walk like a man my son. No woman's worth crawling on the earth, so walk like a man, my son."

#2 "Walk On" by U2.

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And love is not the easy thing, the only baggage you can bring. And love is not the easy thing. The only baggage you can bring is all that you can't leave behind. And if the darkness is to keep us apart, and if the daylight feels like it's a long way off, and if your glass heart should crack and for a second you turn back, oh no, be strong. Walk on, walk on. What you got, they can't steal it. No, they can't even feel it. Walk on, walk on. Stay safe tonight.

#3 "Walk Like an Egyptian" by the Bangles.

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All the old paintings on the tombs, they do the sand dance, don't you know? If they move too quick, they're falling down like a domino. All the bazaar men by the Nile, they got the money on a bet. Gold crocodiles, they snap their teeth on your cigarette. Foreign types with the hookah pipes say, 'Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh.' Walk like an Egyptian.

Flowers Suggest that Wind is Concerned

Okay, I'm kind of enjoying this thematic thing, so I'm carrying on. All three of these songs are the same genre (and the same era also, more or less). No more clues than that, but if you get one song, it'll tell you what musical style the other two are. And if you don't recognise any of them, well perhaps that genre is not your cup of tea.

#1 Cowboy is not easy to love is hiding nearby. They claim the gold and diamond. Lonestar belt Levis buttons and old black and every night and day. If you do not understand, he does not want to die young may lack only. More children are not allowed to cowboy. Alternative or not load the old car. Deunghapsida doctor and their lawyers. For your child at home to plant in March cowboy, they always love you just one of them. Him.

#2 If you still hear my joy, but I think you all are my conscience, I guess. If I'm Walking shoes and when my friends for your entertainment and Flowers suggest that wind is concerned, I feel I can not. What is a fright. I do not bother me at all. 51, captain of irregular solitaria Tobacco Research Community and play until dawn. Now, I can do nothing for you.

#3 Sometimes it is established all love a man with a good and sad and it is not difficult to know a good time to do, but if you love him and forgive him even harbor to understand. If you love it. Geugahaneun he was 12 years more recently proud. It is a cold lonely night to wait for a hot and is only two officers. Husband Tribune and the world would you know that you love it. You can all love. Arising from your man.

So there you go. What songs are these, machine-processed into salads? Well, the originals can be uncovered by highlighting the big mess of whiteness you see below:

#1 "Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys" by Waylon Jennings.

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Cowboys aren't easy to love and they're harder to hold. They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold. Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis, and each night begins a new day. If you don't understand him, and he doesn't die young, he'll probably just ride away. Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Don't let them pick guitars or drive them old trucks. Let them be doctors and lawyers and such. Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys, because they'll never stay home and they're always alone, even with someone they love.

#2 "Flowers on the Wall" by the Statler Brothers.

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I keep hearing you're concerned about my happiness, but all that thought you're giving me is conscience, I guess. If I were walking in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none while you and your friends are worrying about me, I'm having lots of fun counting flowers on the wall. That doesn't bother me at all. Playing solitare till dawn with a deck of fifty one, smoking cigarettes and watching Captain Kangaroo. Now don't tell me I've nothing to do.

#3 "Stand By Your Man" by Tammy Wynette.

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Sometimes its hard to be a woman giving all your love to just one man: you'll have bad times, and he'll have good times doing things that you don't understand, but if you love him you'll forgive him, even though he's hard to understand. And if you love him, be proud of him, because after all he's just a man. Stand by your man, give him two arms to cling to and something warm to come to when nights are cold and lonely. Stand by your man and tell the world you love him. Keep giving all the love you can. Stand by your man.

Array Whisper in My Bag

So last week's thing was that the songs were all songs that hit #1 on Billboard in years that ended, as this one does, with the number 0. Here's three more of the same.

#1 This issue should wear their clothes? I can tell you that my tie is too big? Maybe I have a chain? Age nonsense welcome to buy. Only if you like the secret? You must use a lot of money, do not dress like a bad way. A new sound that everyone is talking about love, but I can still rock and roll.

#2 Array whisper in my bag. He left the winter Country'm. Silence in the bedroom and wake alone together? I still dream your eyes touch me. I like it, but now he has the worst. Be good, but I lost the whole way. I like it, but now he has the worst. From the present I think we can arrange a time.

#3 It might hurt your baby, it's a lie. They come to see him, oh. They do not cry, no one for me to do something, you remember. Maybe this: I will not lose you, little things like that are NOK, but I love them. When the boy finally see what someone else? First of all, I ..

They were more fun last week. Sorry about it. Plus, I'd rather be stuck on a desert island with last week's songs than this week's songs, especially #1, which gives me a migraine. You know where the answers are, right? Just in case you'd forgotten, they're right below here all dressed in white.

#1 "It's Still Rock 'n Roll to Me" by Billy Joel.

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What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing? Can't you tell that your tie's too wide? Maybe I should buy some old tab collars? Welcome back to the age of jive. Where have you been hiding out lately, honey? You can't dress trashy till you spend a lot of money. Everybody's talking about the new sound, funny, but it's still rock and roll to me.

#2 "It Must Have Been Love" by Roxette.

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Lay a whisper on my pillow. Leave the winter on the ground. I wake up lonely; is there a silence in the bedroom and all around? Touch me now; I close my eyes and dream away. It must have been love, but it's over now. It must have been good, but I lost it somehow. It must have been love, but it's over now. From the moment we touched till the time had run out.

#3 "It's Gonna be Me" by 'N Sync.

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You might have been hurt, babe; that is no lie. You've seen them all come and go, oh. I remember you told me that it made you believe in no man, no cry. Maybe that's why every little thing I do never seems enough for you: you don't want to lose it again, but I'm not like them. Baby, when you finally get to love somebody, guess what? It's going to be me.

My Father and Mother Did Not Sleep Around

Okay, back from a 'hiatus', as they say. This blog just stumbles on like a car with a flat tire, doesn't it? Anyway, it's 2010. So I'm celebrating by choosing six songs that were #1 hits on Billboard in years ending with zero. Which is easy enough to understand. Anyway, three of them this week and three next.

#1 Come on baby, let us together with screws. Come on baby, let us together with screws. I hope that hand Jomhasigi. Oh, swing, baby, baby, swing. Oh, so. Will continue to be volatile. My father and mother did not sleep around. Yes, my father and my mother not to sleep around. So, we have at home. Bolts forward. Oh yeah, baby, hurry up. Oh, so. Will continue to be volatile.

#2 The rain fell on my head, the man's feet are too big and his bed, apparently not pursued in this area. The rain was falling on my head. They fall. So, I have only two days, so I do not want to do, I'll tell you to sleep at work. The rain was falling on my head. They fall.

#3 The feeling is that Coombs morning. Grabbed my glasses, I my door, I walk to city statistics. Before I go, I was sick, Jack, when you go at night, I do not brush the teeth in the future. Our Spa fingers, toes, contact. All the clothes, clothes, and our efforts. Children, our phone, mobile phones in France. Impairment of goodwill, we are like a CD player, and the efforts of all parties, but also absorbed some views.

Awesomeness is to be found in how the first song suddenly gets to commenting on parents' faithfulness to one another, and also how the third song suddenly gets 'Coombs' through some pop-culture-savvy machine translation. Oh, the answers? In the whiteness below.

#1 "The Twist" by Chubby Checker.

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Come on baby, let's do the twist. Come on baby, let's do the twist. Take me by my little hand and go like this. Oh, twist, baby baby, twist. Oh yes, just like this. Come on, little miss, and do the twist. My daddy is sleeping and mama isn't around. Yes, daddy is sleeping and mama isn't around. We're going to twisty twisty twisty till we turn the house down. Come on and twist. Yes, baby, twist. Oh yes, just like this. Come on, little miss, and do the twist.

#2 "Raindrops Keep Fallin' on My Head" by B.J. Thomas.

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Raindrops keep falling on my head, and just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those raindrops are falling on my head. They keep falling. So I just did myself some talking to the sun, and I said I didn't like the way he got things done, sleeping on the job. Those raindrops are falling on my head. They keep falling.

#3 "Tik Tok" by Ke$ha.

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Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy. Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm going to hit this city. Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack, because when I leave for the night, I am not coming back. I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes. Trying on all our clothes, clothes. Boys blowing up our phones, phones. Drop topping, playing our favorite CDs, pulling up to the parties trying to get a little bit tipsy.

That Will be Sent Back for a Banquet

Three songs that wouldn't recognise each other if they bit each other on the... well, that's just a strange mental image, really. But three different eras, or decades at least.

#1 Only ships re-Memejamkan eyes train woven dream. Leave Ry, load depends for me today and tomorrow. Ah, dreams are trying to, I think maybe my bed. Ah, dreams are trying to, I think it is useful to obtain.

#2 I have to go back sexy. But I do not know whether children are working. It's a special back, so I think that will be sent back for a banquet. The Bridge. Dirty Child, is the team. Unfortunately, there was a slave. If you want me Cambuk damaged. But no I do not like.

#3 Result of an accident, is one of the lips. May, I still want to drop is acceptable. Rapid heartbeat, sports, not cutting, but OTAKKU loves. As we have done the night still young. Here is slow, and is easier to understand others. Holding hands on, mud, and music mengguncang settings: An evaluation of damage. Thus, the child's future to show some class? Why do you want to go so soon? We play, "Ah, did not dress. We can dance and party all night, drinking cherry, ah ah. We play, "Ah, can not take the suit. We can dance and party all night, drinking cherry, ah ah.

That first one is pretty much impossible, by the way. That big white space below is not some minimalist statement. It's the answers, cleverly hidden like Laura Secord writing enemy secrets on egg shells...

#1 "Dream Weaver" by Gary Wright.

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I've just closed my eyes again, climbed aboard the dream weaver train. Driver, take away my worries of today and leave tomorrow behind. Oh, dream weaver, I believe you can get me through the night. Oh, dream weaver, I believe we can reach the morning light.

#2 "Sexyback" by Justin Timberlake.

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I'm bringing sexy back. Those other boys don't know how to act. I think it's special what's behind your back, so turn around and I'll pick up the slack. Take them to the bridge. 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.

#3 "We Don't Have to Take Our Clothes Off" by Jermaine Stewart.

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Not a word from your lips. You just took for granted that I want to skinny dip. A quick hit, that's your game, but I'm not a piece of meat, still you like my brain. Night is young, so are we. Let's get to know each other better, slow & easily. Take my hand, let's hit the floor, shake our bodies to the music: maybe then you'll score. So come on baby, won't you show some class? Why you want to move so fast? We don't have to take our clothes off to have a good time, oh no. We could dance and party all night and drink some cherry wine, uh huh. We don't have to take our clothes off to have a good time, oh no. We could dance and party all night and drink some cherry wine, uh huh.

Operators Who are All Entertaining

Big clue this week: all three of these songs are by the same artist. I won't say who that is, but if you can figure out one, you've got a huge head start on the other two.

#1 You can not do things I love you. I was arrested, and thus not allow my children do not. To start downloading the game when my heart Cintaku closed. If you want me, I know. Show Dad. Sorry, sport. As long as I understand it, because you're right, it's good.

#2 In fact, a children's playground. It was my childhood dream was. In the past, this is my place for a drive and when you need a friend. Why will end? Every time I do not think so because: "Look Back, keep his head straight? First, the old sensation and broke the heart, because a short life, you know, I did not. Past Musun. Craft, which many a .

#3 Every little thing, and he said off the phone call. We call for day and night baby, I, I was bored bored waiting for you happy. Those who are waiting to go slowly. No doubt time. Operators who are all entertaining. Ben, I do not know how to repeat.

Highlighting the big white area below these here words won't tell you what 'kuharap' means, but it'll tell you just what these three songs used to be in a past life.

#1 "Borderline" by Madonna.

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Something in the way you love me won't let me be. I don't want to be your prisoner, so baby won't you set me free. Stop playing with my heart; finish what you start when you make my love come down. If you want me, let me know. Baby, let it show. Honey, don't you fool around. Just try to understand, I've given all I can, because you got the best of me.

#2 "This Used to be My Playground" by Madonna.

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This used to be my playground. This used to be my childhood dream. This used to be the place I ran to whenever I was in need of a friend. Why did it have to end? And why do they always say, "don't look back, keep your head held high"? Don't ask them why because life is short, and before you know, you're feeling old and your heart is breaking. Don't hold on to the past. Well, that's too much to ask.

#3 "Hung Up" by Madonna.

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Every little thing that you say or do, I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you. Waiting for your call, baby, night and day, I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you. Time goes by so slowly for those who wait. No time to hesitate. Those who run seem to have all the fun. I'm caught up, I don't know what to do.