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I remember this being done before I think, but...

What song would you have has as your theme music, like when boxers come in to the ring.

I guess mine is obvious, me being so great and all.

Edit: Problems with the link. It is Aimee Mann's version of 'Nobody does it better' (Bond Theme, featured on Shaken and Stirred - the David Arnold Project)

Nobody does it better.
Makes me feel sad for the rest.
Nobody does it half as good as you.
Baby you're the best.


I wasn't looking. But somehow you found me.
I tried to hide from your love light.
But like heaven above me,
The spy who loved me,
Is keeping all my secrets safe tonight.


And nobody does it better.
Though sometimes I wish someone could.
Nobody does it quite the way you do.
Why d'you have to be so good?


The way that you hold me, whenever you hold me.
There's some kind of magic inside you.
That keeps me from running.
But just keep it coming.
How d'you learn to do the things you do?


And nobody does it better.
Makes me feel sad for the rest.
Nobody does it half as good as you.
Baby baby,
Baby you're the best...

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Paint and I had a great AIM conversation about this.

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Oasis ~ Columbia

There we were now here we are
All this confusion nothings the same to me
There we were now here we are
All this confusion nothings the same to me

But I can't tell you the way I feel
Because the way I feel is oh so! new to me
No I can't sell you the way I feel
Because the way I feel is oh so! new to me

What I heard is not what I hear
I can see the signs but they're not very clear
What I heard is not what I hear
I can see the signs but they're not very clear

This is confusion am I confusing you?

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tori amos "honey"-


a little dust never stopped me none,
he liked my shoes I kept them on.
sometimes I can hold my tongue, sometimes not,
when you just skip-to-loo, my darlin',
and you know what you're doin' so don't even...

you're just too used to my honey, now.
you're just too used to my honey.

and I think I could leave your world,
if she was the better girl.
so when we died I tried to bribe the undertaker.
'cause I'm not sure what you're doin' or the reasons.

you're just too used to my honey, now.
you're just too used to my honey.
hey, yeah...you're just to used to my honey, now.

don't bother coming down,
i made a friend of the western sky.
don't bother coming down,
you always like your babies tight.

turn back one last time, love to watch those cowboys ride.
but cowboys know that cowgirls ride on the Indian side.
and you know what you're doin' so don't even...

you're just too used to my honey, now.
you're just too used to my honey.
hey, yeah...you're just too used to my honey.
you're just to used to my honey, now.

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beck - little drum machine boy


Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom
Aww yeah
That's the holiday--
Rum-pum-pum-pump
--that's the--
BIIII YATCH--
holiday robot funk!
Rum-pum-pum-pump, Rum-pum-pum-pump.
UH
Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom
right about now, we're gonna drop some--
Rum-pum-pum-pump--Hanukkah science.
yeah uh, uh, this is it...

I press a button make the gentlemen cry,
I rock a beat to make the hamburger fry,
and I funk this joint and shake that holiday gear
the system boomin' strictly Pioneer, under the rear, bringin' a tear
aww la lal waa

Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}

I turn it out in a holiday mode,
safe like a seatbelt in a Volvo,
keepin' it real like a spray-snow tree
we'll shut it down, harmoniously, rockin' softly, 8/0/8 beats.

pimpin' is his game

I get the shit lit like a menorah
this funk's so illegal I think I might need a lawyer
I'm not a firestarter, but my beats gets hotter
get 'em out like an allowance, footwear, I rock with New Balance
Hanukkah pimps on it, check.
check the mic, I rock the pimp
no sweat
meals are mackin', tracks jackin'
ejaculating like buffet tables and record labels
willin' and able, to bring my funk in the place it needs be
lifestyles of the slick and sleazy
spin 'em around, play around, like a dreidel
kinda science that puts ya back into the cradle
oh my shit, sometimes this track is so poignant
somebody please pass me some kinda ointment
put these rhymes together like a thief
clear up your nose like a eucalyptus leaf
droppin' science so you don't even know what hit ya
next thing you know you're 13 gettin' a Bar Mitzvah

pimpin' is his game
Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}
pimpin' is his game

Elohenu Melech Ha Olom

Baruch Atah Adonei Elohenu Melech Ha Olom {x4}

I get down, I get down, I get down all the way
yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
wo-ooooooh

I get down, i get down, I get down all the way {x8}

HANNUKAH PIMP {x21}
PIMPIN'
PIMPIN'
PIMPIN'
MENORAH
MENORAH

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I need a copy of that song.

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Lay Your Hands on Me-Peter Gabriel

Sat in the corner of the Garden Grill, with plastic flowers
on the window sil
No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the
washing of the dishes
Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli

I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the
zone of the inbetweens
I can see the flashes on the frozen ocean, static charge of
the cold emotion
Watched on by the distant eyes - watched on by the silent
hidden spies

But still the warmth flows through me
And I sense you know me well
No luck, no golden chances
No mitigating circumstances now
It's only common sense
There are no accidents around here

I am willing - lay your hands on me
I am ready - lay your hands on me
I believe - lay your hands on me, over me

Working in gardens, thornless roses, fat men play with their
garden hoses
Poolside laughter has a cynical bite, sausage speared by the
cocktail satellite
I walk away from from light and sound, down stairways
leading underground

But still the warmth flows through me
And I sense you know me well
It's only common sense
There are no accidents around here

I am willing - lay your hands on me
I am ready - lay your hands on me
I believe - lay your hands on me, over me
over me

Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me, over me

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Hmph.

I suppose: Mad Season - I Don't Know Anything

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The Donkey Kong Theme Song from Super Smash Bros. Melee

*kills himself*

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I'm changing my theme to the entire "Above" album.

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