What are you listening to right now?

Who knew it had words?

Bewitched, Bewitched, you've got me in your spell.

Bewitched, Bewitched, you know your craft so well.

Before I knew what I was doing I looked in your eyes

That brand of woo you've been brewin' took me by surprise.

You witch, you witch, one thing is for sure.

That stuff you pitch just hasn't got a cure.

My heart was under lock & key, but somehow it got unhitched

I never thought that I could be had

But now I'm caught and I'm kinda glad To be Bewitched.

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We chased lady luck, 'til we finally struck - Bonanza

With a gun and a rope and a hat full of hope, we planted our family tree.

We got a hold of a pot full of gold - Bonanza

With a horse and a saddle, and a ring full of cattle, how rich can a fellow be?

On this land we put our brand, Cartwright is the name,

Fortune smiled, the day we filed the Ponderosa claim.

Here in the west, we're livin' in the best - Bonanza

If anyone fights any one of us, he's got a fight with me.

Hoss and Joe and Adam know every rock and pine,

No one works, fights, or eats, like those boys of mine

Here we stand in the middle of a grand Bonanza

With a gun and a rope and a hatful of hope, we planted our family tree,

We got a hold of a pot full of gold - Bonanza

With a houseful of friends where the rainbow ends, how rich can a fellow be?

On this land we put our brand, Cartwright is the name,

Fortune smiled, the day we filed the Ponderosa claim

Here in the west we're living in the best - Bonanza

With the friendliest, fightingist, lovingist band, that ever set foot in the promised land and we're happier than them all.

That's why we call it Bonanza . . . Bonanza . . . Bonanza.

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Moon over Parma bring my love to me tonight.

Guide her to East Lake, underneath your silvery light.

We met in Ashtabula,

She was doing the hula.

I landed her in my radishes and pledged my love that night.

Moon over Parma, won't you bring my love to me?

Shine on the freeway and guide her AMC.

Get her past those radar Mounties,

Bring her to Lake County, Moon over Parma, tonight.

Moon over Parma shine on I-271.

We can get together

In the warm light of the sun.

I'm askin' you don't fail.

Get her safely past Lindale,

I can't go to Parma cause my Edsel will not run.

Moon over Parma, where those pink flamingos stand.

I need her kisses and the soft touch of her hand.

We're goin bowlin, so don't lose her in Solon.

Moon over Parma, tonight. I said tonight.

Moon over Parma, tonight.

Moon over Parma, (2X)

Moon over Parma, tonight.

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Ahhhhhh!

All this energy callin' me back where it comes from

It's such a crude attitude, it's back where it belongs

All the little kids growing up on the skids

Go Cleveland rocks! Cleveland rocks!

Jumpin' Jene Jene and Movin' James Dean

Go Cleveland rocks!

Cleveland rocks! (7X)

Mamma knows but she don't care

She's got her worries too

Seven kids and a phone player

And the rent too

All the little chicks with their crimson lips

Go Cleveland rocks!, Cleveland rocks!

Livin' in sin with a safety pin

Go Cleveland rocks!

Cleveland rocks! (7X)

I've got some records from World War II

I play 'em just like me grandad do

He was a rocker and I am too

Go Cleeeveland rocks! Yeah Cleeeveland rocks!

Cleveland rocks!, Cleveland rocks!

 
Pretty graphic video. You've been warned.



You felt the coldness in my eyes,

It's something I'm not revealing.

Though you got used to my disguise,

You can't shake this awful feeling.

It's the me that I let you know,

Cause' I'll never show,

I have my reasons.

I hate to say that I told you so,

But I told you so.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.

Some things can't be treated so,

Don't make me,

Don't make me be myself around you.

Straight from your eyes it's barely me.

Beautifully so disfigured.

This other side that you can't see,

Just praying you won't remember.

Feel the pain that I never show,

I hope you know,

It's never healing.

I hate to say that I told you so, but I told you so.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.

Some things can't be treated so,

Don't make me,

Don't make me be myself around you.

Straight from your eyes it's barely me

Beautifully so disfigured.

This other side that you can't see,

Just praying you won't remember.

There's blood.

There's blood.

There's blood, blood, blood.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.

Some things can't be treated so,

Don't make me,

Don't make me be myself around you.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.

Some things can't be treated so,

Don't make me,

Don't make me be myself around you.

There's blood!

 
I'm listening to a bunch of random music on my new Sansa Clip. $55 after taxes. 4GB. Pretty cool.

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