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yesterday was a damn good day. the best part of it was seeing ashlinn. i love her so much. she got me a 20 dollar gift card to fye. my parents are getting me the printer i want to go along with my computer that i should get back tonoght. compusa calld a while ago and said it is ready. woo hoo. finally got my own computer in my own room. my dads going to buy a 25 foot cable so i can hook into their port and have internet. i thnk im gonna go and get cross canadian ragweeds cd with my giftcard. they are awesome. im listening to them right now. the song is sick and tired. i have it on a mixed cd. but my fav song from them is called "alabama" yeahhhh.well imm out guys dont have much to write except that yesterday was the best birthday i have had in a long time... a real long time.
chadalac
im gonna leave yous with the lyrics to "alabama"
She picked up the telephone
All she heard was dial tone
She really thought she heard it ring this time
She said what am I thinking I must be only dreaming
Or maybe it’s the hundred times he’s crossed my mind
Just tonight
(Chorus)
She said maybe I miss your lovin’
Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lyin’ right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little too much
Tossing and turning her skins still burning
From the fire in his hands
Runnin’ on empty she needs somebody
But somebody wouldn’t understand
Then the telephone rings
(Chorus)
They talked about Savannah
Sweet home Alabama
And how he missed the way she always smiled
Are you coming back soon
By the Harvest moon
If I have to walk every mile on my knees
chadalac
im gonna leave yous with the lyrics to "alabama"
She picked up the telephone
All she heard was dial tone
She really thought she heard it ring this time
She said what am I thinking I must be only dreaming
Or maybe it’s the hundred times he’s crossed my mind
Just tonight
(Chorus)
She said maybe I miss your lovin’
Maybe I miss your kiss just a little bit
Maybe I miss your body lyin’ right next to mine
Maybe I miss your touch a little too much
Tossing and turning her skins still burning
From the fire in his hands
Runnin’ on empty she needs somebody
But somebody wouldn’t understand
Then the telephone rings
(Chorus)
They talked about Savannah
Sweet home Alabama
And how he missed the way she always smiled
Are you coming back soon
By the Harvest moon
If I have to walk every mile on my knees