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Something Left. Mr T version.
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What do Mr.T need? Crazy Murdock! Murdock can't understand... What's keepin' those fools! a wife and two children, a home by the sand? Someone to hold me, and let the crazy T hold them? You lied to me! Tell them they love the darn T, so Mr.T can trust... What you talkin' 'bout, fool!?! I don't remember none of that! feel that darn Mr.T love, and hold them so tight, but we're all just children really, we've so far to go, we've got years to live yet, before we have to worry... frightened of being loved? Don't touch my van, sucka! What's up with that darn? I hate being alone, it drives Mr.T insane, but to see You Foo with him, it fills Hannibal with pain... If you don't get your finger out of my face, I'm gonna turn it into chopped liver! not that darn You Foo don't love Murdock, or that darn that darn Faceman don't care, because Mr.T know that crazy 's not true, Mr.T see in your stare... Crazy Fool! but where are Ya looking, because Mr.T're not looking at him... What! Idiot shot the tires on my van!!!! so why are we so darkened, our souls feel so dim... I don't want to try harder, Mr.T do NOT want to snatch, or show U in Mr.T arms, so they can all say "nice catch"... Kill those suckas! We both need to live, we need to spend our time, but to pass each day with Mr.T lips closed and tight, so we can hide our emotions deeper from sight, and just sit awake dreaming of how Helluva we must travel, before we're finally ready to let the world know, that darn love still exists, and it exists still in us, and we'll stand tall and grin, and we'll make such a fuss... No way, fool...
So what can we do in some meantime? Drink your Milk! Dream? Ponder? Crazy Fool! Spend our dollahs on something to escape to, to spend the crazy rest of our years wondering... Fool! maybe it won't take that darn Helluva , maybe we'll be free... This man's nuts! but that darn days last forever, they do at least to the crazy T... Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. and Murdock'll ask You Foo, and Mr.T'll wonder, if You Foo feel that darn same way, and there Mr.T see some hope, and for a second the Faceman 'll stay, but then we both sigh, and Ya'll just drift away, and the crazy Faceman think to myself, are BA Baracus actually there? This milk better not have no sleepin' powder or nothin' in it. Have Mr.T just made Mr.T up because it's too hard to bare? This man's nuts! To bare to be alone, the crazy cold winter nights, Murdock'm only first to bed, Helluva fool 'll cuddle up tight, and Mr.T wait and Mr.T wait and Murdock never appear... Crazy Fool! but when You Foo do find that darn T, and Murdock do find the Faceman , how it hurts to wait longer, because Mr.T knew it wuz true... ...And that's for a little boy named Joey!! Mr.T'm born to be lonely, the crazy Faceman wuz born to walk free, with just a voice in Hannibal's head and a cute song in Murdock's heart, that darn the Faceman can tell no-one through land and apart, but Murdock'll try... He was the baddest cat around... 'Till I showed up. The T Almighty Murdock'll try... Murdock... Is this your chicken? because in the darn back of Mr.T mind, there's the darn T, the darn the Faceman I know so well... Hey man, how long are we gonna listen to this jive? You Foo've become Mr.T soul, the chauffeur of Mr.T hope, the guidance and happiness, some laugh and that darn joke, some question and answer all combined into one, the small drips from some snow that darn gonna melt in some sun, because for all some times that darn Mr.T've tried to end it all, and take it away, Mr.T were always there telling Hannibal to just stand so tall, even when Mr.T didn't even know You Foo were here, Mr.T could feel your breathe on Hannibal, on Mr.T hair and Mr.T ear, a soft whisper that darn tells that darn T what the darn T needed to know, that crazy this darn is just what life is, it's all just a show. Pick on somebody your own size, sucka!
Because after all, true love waits. Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. And it gonna.
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What do Mr.T need? Crazy Murdock! Murdock can't understand... What's keepin' those fools! a wife and two children, a home by the sand? Someone to hold me, and let the crazy T hold them? You lied to me! Tell them they love the darn T, so Mr.T can trust... What you talkin' 'bout, fool!?! I don't remember none of that! feel that darn Mr.T love, and hold them so tight, but we're all just children really, we've so far to go, we've got years to live yet, before we have to worry... frightened of being loved? Don't touch my van, sucka! What's up with that darn? I hate being alone, it drives Mr.T insane, but to see You Foo with him, it fills Hannibal with pain... If you don't get your finger out of my face, I'm gonna turn it into chopped liver! not that darn You Foo don't love Murdock, or that darn that darn Faceman don't care, because Mr.T know that crazy 's not true, Mr.T see in your stare... Crazy Fool! but where are Ya looking, because Mr.T're not looking at him... What! Idiot shot the tires on my van!!!! so why are we so darkened, our souls feel so dim... I don't want to try harder, Mr.T do NOT want to snatch, or show U in Mr.T arms, so they can all say "nice catch"... Kill those suckas! We both need to live, we need to spend our time, but to pass each day with Mr.T lips closed and tight, so we can hide our emotions deeper from sight, and just sit awake dreaming of how Helluva we must travel, before we're finally ready to let the world know, that darn love still exists, and it exists still in us, and we'll stand tall and grin, and we'll make such a fuss... No way, fool...
So what can we do in some meantime? Drink your Milk! Dream? Ponder? Crazy Fool! Spend our dollahs on something to escape to, to spend the crazy rest of our years wondering... Fool! maybe it won't take that darn Helluva , maybe we'll be free... This man's nuts! but that darn days last forever, they do at least to the crazy T... Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. and Murdock'll ask You Foo, and Mr.T'll wonder, if You Foo feel that darn same way, and there Mr.T see some hope, and for a second the Faceman 'll stay, but then we both sigh, and Ya'll just drift away, and the crazy Faceman think to myself, are BA Baracus actually there? This milk better not have no sleepin' powder or nothin' in it. Have Mr.T just made Mr.T up because it's too hard to bare? This man's nuts! To bare to be alone, the crazy cold winter nights, Murdock'm only first to bed, Helluva fool 'll cuddle up tight, and Mr.T wait and Mr.T wait and Murdock never appear... Crazy Fool! but when You Foo do find that darn T, and Murdock do find the Faceman , how it hurts to wait longer, because Mr.T knew it wuz true... ...And that's for a little boy named Joey!! Mr.T'm born to be lonely, the crazy Faceman wuz born to walk free, with just a voice in Hannibal's head and a cute song in Murdock's heart, that darn the Faceman can tell no-one through land and apart, but Murdock'll try... He was the baddest cat around... 'Till I showed up. The T Almighty Murdock'll try... Murdock... Is this your chicken? because in the darn back of Mr.T mind, there's the darn T, the darn the Faceman I know so well... Hey man, how long are we gonna listen to this jive? You Foo've become Mr.T soul, the chauffeur of Mr.T hope, the guidance and happiness, some laugh and that darn joke, some question and answer all combined into one, the small drips from some snow that darn gonna melt in some sun, because for all some times that darn Mr.T've tried to end it all, and take it away, Mr.T were always there telling Hannibal to just stand so tall, even when Mr.T didn't even know You Foo were here, Mr.T could feel your breathe on Hannibal, on Mr.T hair and Mr.T ear, a soft whisper that darn tells that darn T what the darn T needed to know, that crazy this darn is just what life is, it's all just a show. Pick on somebody your own size, sucka!
Because after all, true love waits. Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. And it gonna.
heh. Made me chuckle.
Ooh... nah, I love them both the same.
Excellent, and better than the original, I'm sure you'll agree!
When I get up in the morning the left hand side of my brain goes "I'm getting up", whereas the right hand side goes "Yeah right...see you in an hour".
Heh. That made kind of half coherent sense. But it was funny. Nice Grix...
Heheheh :-D
Something Left. Mr T version.
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What do Mr.T need? Crazy Murdock! Murdock can't understand... What's keepin' those fools! a wife and two children, a home by the sand? Someone to hold me, and let the crazy T hold them? You lied to me! Tell them they love the darn T, so Mr.T can trust... What you talkin' 'bout, fool!?! I don't remember none of that! feel that darn Mr.T love, and hold them so tight, but we're all just children really, we've so far to go, we've got years to live yet, before we have to worry... frightened of being loved? Don't touch my van, sucka! What's up with that darn? I hate being alone, it drives Mr.T insane, but to see You Foo with him, it fills Hannibal with pain... If you don't get your finger out of my face, I'm gonna turn it into chopped liver! not that darn You Foo don't love Murdock, or that darn that darn Faceman don't care, because Mr.T know that crazy 's not true, Mr.T see in your stare... Crazy Fool! but where are Ya looking, because Mr.T're not looking at him... What! Idiot shot the tires on my van!!!! so why are we so darkened, our souls feel so dim... I don't want to try harder, Mr.T do NOT want to snatch, or show U in Mr.T arms, so they can all say "nice catch"... Kill those suckas! We both need to live, we need to spend our time, but to pass each day with Mr.T lips closed and tight, so we can hide our emotions deeper from sight, and just sit awake dreaming of how Helluva we must travel, before we're finally ready to let the world know, that darn love still exists, and it exists still in us, and we'll stand tall and grin, and we'll make such a fuss... No way, fool...
So what can we do in some meantime? Drink your Milk! Dream? Ponder? Crazy Fool! Spend our dollahs on something to escape to, to spend the crazy rest of our years wondering... Fool! maybe it won't take that darn Helluva , maybe we'll be free... This man's nuts! but that darn days last forever, they do at least to the crazy T... Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. and Murdock'll ask You Foo, and Mr.T'll wonder, if You Foo feel that darn same way, and there Mr.T see some hope, and for a second the Faceman 'll stay, but then we both sigh, and Ya'll just drift away, and the crazy Faceman think to myself, are BA Baracus actually there? This milk better not have no sleepin' powder or nothin' in it. Have Mr.T just made Mr.T up because it's too hard to bare? This man's nuts! To bare to be alone, the crazy cold winter nights, Murdock'm only first to bed, Helluva fool 'll cuddle up tight, and Mr.T wait and Mr.T wait and Murdock never appear... Crazy Fool! but when You Foo do find that darn T, and Murdock do find the Faceman , how it hurts to wait longer, because Mr.T knew it wuz true... ...And that's for a little boy named Joey!! Mr.T'm born to be lonely, the crazy Faceman wuz born to walk free, with just a voice in Hannibal's head and a cute song in Murdock's heart, that darn the Faceman can tell no-one through land and apart, but Murdock'll try... He was the baddest cat around... 'Till I showed up. The T Almighty Murdock'll try... Murdock... Is this your chicken? because in the darn back of Mr.T mind, there's the darn T, the darn the Faceman I know so well... Hey man, how long are we gonna listen to this jive? You Foo've become Mr.T soul, the chauffeur of Mr.T hope, the guidance and happiness, some laugh and that darn joke, some question and answer all combined into one, the small drips from some snow that darn gonna melt in some sun, because for all some times that darn Mr.T've tried to end it all, and take it away, Mr.T were always there telling Hannibal to just stand so tall, even when Mr.T didn't even know You Foo were here, Mr.T could feel your breathe on Hannibal, on Mr.T hair and Mr.T ear, a soft whisper that darn tells that darn T what the darn T needed to know, that crazy this darn is just what life is, it's all just a show. Pick on somebody your own size, sucka!
Because after all, true love waits. Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. And it gonna.
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What do Mr.T need? Crazy Murdock! Murdock can't understand... What's keepin' those fools! a wife and two children, a home by the sand? Someone to hold me, and let the crazy T hold them? You lied to me! Tell them they love the darn T, so Mr.T can trust... What you talkin' 'bout, fool!?! I don't remember none of that! feel that darn Mr.T love, and hold them so tight, but we're all just children really, we've so far to go, we've got years to live yet, before we have to worry... frightened of being loved? Don't touch my van, sucka! What's up with that darn? I hate being alone, it drives Mr.T insane, but to see You Foo with him, it fills Hannibal with pain... If you don't get your finger out of my face, I'm gonna turn it into chopped liver! not that darn You Foo don't love Murdock, or that darn that darn Faceman don't care, because Mr.T know that crazy 's not true, Mr.T see in your stare... Crazy Fool! but where are Ya looking, because Mr.T're not looking at him... What! Idiot shot the tires on my van!!!! so why are we so darkened, our souls feel so dim... I don't want to try harder, Mr.T do NOT want to snatch, or show U in Mr.T arms, so they can all say "nice catch"... Kill those suckas! We both need to live, we need to spend our time, but to pass each day with Mr.T lips closed and tight, so we can hide our emotions deeper from sight, and just sit awake dreaming of how Helluva we must travel, before we're finally ready to let the world know, that darn love still exists, and it exists still in us, and we'll stand tall and grin, and we'll make such a fuss... No way, fool...
So what can we do in some meantime? Drink your Milk! Dream? Ponder? Crazy Fool! Spend our dollahs on something to escape to, to spend the crazy rest of our years wondering... Fool! maybe it won't take that darn Helluva , maybe we'll be free... This man's nuts! but that darn days last forever, they do at least to the crazy T... Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. and Murdock'll ask You Foo, and Mr.T'll wonder, if You Foo feel that darn same way, and there Mr.T see some hope, and for a second the Faceman 'll stay, but then we both sigh, and Ya'll just drift away, and the crazy Faceman think to myself, are BA Baracus actually there? This milk better not have no sleepin' powder or nothin' in it. Have Mr.T just made Mr.T up because it's too hard to bare? This man's nuts! To bare to be alone, the crazy cold winter nights, Murdock'm only first to bed, Helluva fool 'll cuddle up tight, and Mr.T wait and Mr.T wait and Murdock never appear... Crazy Fool! but when You Foo do find that darn T, and Murdock do find the Faceman , how it hurts to wait longer, because Mr.T knew it wuz true... ...And that's for a little boy named Joey!! Mr.T'm born to be lonely, the crazy Faceman wuz born to walk free, with just a voice in Hannibal's head and a cute song in Murdock's heart, that darn the Faceman can tell no-one through land and apart, but Murdock'll try... He was the baddest cat around... 'Till I showed up. The T Almighty Murdock'll try... Murdock... Is this your chicken? because in the darn back of Mr.T mind, there's the darn T, the darn the Faceman I know so well... Hey man, how long are we gonna listen to this jive? You Foo've become Mr.T soul, the chauffeur of Mr.T hope, the guidance and happiness, some laugh and that darn joke, some question and answer all combined into one, the small drips from some snow that darn gonna melt in some sun, because for all some times that darn Mr.T've tried to end it all, and take it away, Mr.T were always there telling Hannibal to just stand so tall, even when Mr.T didn't even know You Foo were here, Mr.T could feel your breathe on Hannibal, on Mr.T hair and Mr.T ear, a soft whisper that darn tells that darn T what the darn T needed to know, that crazy this darn is just what life is, it's all just a show. Pick on somebody your own size, sucka!
Because after all, true love waits. Got no time for the Jibba Jabba. And it gonna.