JeaniePromoterWalk on the WILDSIDEHE IS's blog: "FRIEND"

When April bends above me And finds me fast asleep Dust need not keep the secret A live heart died to keep. When April tells the thrushes, The meadow-larks will know, And pipe the three words lightly To all the winds that blow. Above his roof the swallows, In notes like far-blown rain, Will tell the little sparrow Beside his window-pane. O sparrow, little sparrow, When I am fast asleep, Then tell my love the secret That I have died to keep.

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS Hanging with my sweet amour She came out with a lion's roar Yelling, "I'm going to the corner store, Be back at quarter to four" "Don't slam your pinkies in the drawer" She can be like a maiden from the days of yore Hanging out at Studio 54 Break dancing on the slick brick disco floor With Lionel Richie Who, by the way, was a Commodore One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar Who couldn't breat right since the Vietnam War Then she played Chinese Checkers with Skeletor And went camping with Eva Gabor She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice And she's coming home I got a picture of her down by the seashore Wearing a bikini made of purple velour Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's pompadour With the smile of Guy LeFleur She got the ups and downs like an elevator But deep inside she's a marshmellow smore Can bake a cake as big as Jupitor Either or, Neithor nor She'll share it with your Labrador She can run faster than a blazing meteor Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore Can make a pipe out of an apple core That's a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish Down in Ecuador You know why? She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice And she's coming home Well, for sure she opened the door Whipped out a 3-ft fishing lure Sexually, that made me insecure Like the time I was a roadie On Elton John's tour She said, "Let's go catch some Piscatore!" I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat fish no more." She said, "By God, you're right!" So we took ourselves a snore And when we woke up 10 hours later We made Love Du Jour She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice She's my sweet Beatrice And she came home She likes to clean out the attic every now and then She's gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag We gonna watch ourselves a John Wayne movie Then we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel She gonna try on my third grade mittens She'll keep 'em on even though they're way too small Well, she ain't never gonna hurt me She ain't never gonna let me down She ain't never gonna tell nobody I'm afraid of birds and spiders Well, Bea-bea-bea-beatrice Bea-bea-bea-beatrice Bea-bea-bea-beatrice Bea-bea-bea-beatrice Bea-bea-bea-beatrice Bea-bea-bea-beatrice And she loves Pat Summerall

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS - "Polychronopolous" I'm a big fuckin' dick I'm a pain in your ass I drink all your beer I'll eat the last slice I'll give you charley horses I'll pull your shorts down at the beach I always need a ride Nobody likes me My name's Steve Motherfucking Polychronopolous I spit when I talk I swear in front of your mother I throw shit at the movies I wear tight pants I ask you to buy an extra Yankee ticket And then I don't show I tell you I saw your girlfriend Fucking two guys at a party 'Cause my name's Steve Motherfucking Polychronopolous I'll piss on your toilet seat and tell your dad you got stoned I'll borrow your jacket and never think of returning it Polychronopolous Pansy Pussy Shit for brains Douchebag I'll leave your gate open So your dog runs away I'll make fun of your pimple Then I'll grab your sister's ass 'Cause my name's Steve Motherfucking Polychronopolous And I don't care And I don't give a shit I'll break your brother's stereo And then tell him it was you You think you're better than me Well you're fucking wrong Everybody knows I'm Steve Motherfucking Polychronopolous Deal with it

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS [Spoken] Ok, I just want to warn you that when I wrote this song I was listening to the Cure a lot. [Sung] You don't know how much I need you. While you're near me I don't feel blue. And when we kiss I know you need me too. I can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true. But it all was bullshit. It was a goddam joke. And when I think of you Linda, I hope you fucking choke. I hope you're glad with what you've done to me. I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy. You left me here all alone, tears running constantly. Oh somebody kill me please, somebody kill me plee-ase, I'm on my knees, pretty pretty please kill me. I want to die. Put a bullet in my head. [Spoken] [Girl:] I liked it. [Guy:] He's losing his mind... and I'm reaping all the benefits

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS So many presents, so little time, Santa won't be coming around my house this year, 'cos I tried to drown my sister and I pierced my ear, Oh mama made it perfectly clear, Santa don't like bad boys...especially Jewish ones. Gnip-gnop and lego blocks are all that I desire, so why did I have to set the pizza guy's hair on fire, I told him I was sorry, I'm a liar, so no toys for me...I don't deserve them. I couldn't wait for a big wheel as the holiday neared, but then I told my grandma that she had a beard. Dear Santa, I know what my problem is, why I can't be good, it's a fear of intimacy. You see my whole life whenever I've met someone really great like you and I keep feeling like I'm getting close to them, something inside me makes me want to screw it up. So in a weird way the reason I'm so bad is because I love you santa. Rock-em Sock-em Robots is what I was hoping for, but then I made a death threat to vice president Gore, oh santa won't be knocking on my door, 'cos he's a big fat whore...what made me say that? Chutes and ladders would be so good indeed, so why'd I have to sell that cop a bag of weed, so Santa please give me that easy bake oven, I swear I thought billy goats we're made for lovin'. So Santa won't you accept my apologies, Santa can't you see I'm begging you please, oh Santa next year I'll do you right, Live from New York it's Saturday night...

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS [Russel: Shouting] "Come on Robert! Pitch it in there, baby! We're behind you here in right field! One down! Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah! Show 'em the magic! This chump can't hit!" [Whispering to himself] "Please God, don't help him hit it to me. Anywhere but to right field. Please God, I bet you." [Shouting] "Come on now! No batter! No batter! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!" [Whispering] "Oh please, don't let him hit it to me. My God, not to me." [Shouting] "Steam it baby! Steam it!" [Whispering] "Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no." [Ball is hit] [Russel: Shouting] "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" [Whispering] "Oh good! It's not to me." [Shouting] "Good catch, Steven! Nice glove! You da man! Two away now! Lookin' good! We're all looking good out here! Come on Robert! This lump of crap can't hit!" [Whiserping] "Oh God, he's a leftie! A big leftie! Total power to hit it. He's gonna pile it right to me and there's nothing I can do to stop him." [Shouting] "Pitch 'em the funny one, Robert! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!" [Whispering] "Oh he is a natural athlete and I am so worthless. Please God, take his life. Make him die." [Shouting] "No batter! No batter!" [Ball is hit] [Russel: Whispering] "Oh God. This is not happening. No, don't do this to me. Please. Make it stop." [Ball hits Russel] [Russel:] "OWWWW! My elbow!" [M1:] "Throw it to second! Pick it up already!" [Russel:] "Take it! Just take the ball!" [Russel tosses the ball] [M2:] "Nice throw, you pansy!" [Russel: Whispering] "Ok, get under control. Easy now, easy. Say something to the team." [Shouting] "Good hussle everybody! Yeah! Nice work! Play's at third!" [Whispering] "That wasn't funny, Lord. I've been so good and for what!?" [Shouting] "Come on, Robert! Settle down! Just throw straight! You get it across the plate! We'll take care of the rest!" [Whispering] "Oh no, another lefty." [Ball is hit] [Russel: Shouting] "NOO! Why me again!?" [Ball hits Russel] [Russel:] "OWWWW! My neck!" [Panting & Whining] "I can't breath. I can't breath." [M2:] "Pick it up and throw it, you moron!" [Russel: Whining] "Here..come on, here.. Take the ball! Take it!" [Russel kicks ball] [M1:] "Way to kick it in, Pele!" [Russel: Shouting] "Oh hahaha. Pele! Good one! Hehehe.. Ok! Come on! Suck it up guys! We'll get those runs back! This is where we dig down! We just need one more out!" [Whispering] "Oh look! A rightie! Oh Lord, thank you. Thank you so much. I owe you." [Shouting] "This loser can't hit! No batter! Come on, this is where we take them out!" [Whispering] "Uh oh, what's happening? Where's the rightie going? What? Who's this guy? He's a leftie and he's pinch hitting. No! No!" [Shouting] "Why's he pointing at me!?" [Ball is hit] [Russel: Shouting] "Oh my Lord! What have I done to deserve this?!" [M3:] "I got it! I got it!" [Running over to the ball near Russel] [Thud! Crashes into Russel] [M3:] "Whoa! Sorry about that, Russel. Are you ok?" [Russel: Shouting] "HELL YEAH! We're up now! It's our turn to kick a little ass!" [M3:] "All right, Russel. I think you're up first." [Russel:] "NOOOOO!!"

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS My mom bought you when I was just 13, the brightest red sweatshirt I ever seen. She got an extra large so I wouldn't grow out, "That's too big for you!" the other kids would shout. But we stuck together, we didn't quit, and now the children say, "What a perfect fit." I love you sweeeeatshirt red hooded sweeeeatshirt dip dip dip sweeeeatshirt shama lama ding dong sweeeeatshirt. I like to rest my hands in your kangaroo pouch, it makes them feel comfy like a big soft couch. And I don't care if the weather's no good, I say "See you later rain" as I pull up my hood. Remember that long bus trip when I needed a nap?, I used you as a pillow on that Spanish lady's lap. I love you sweeeeatshirt red hooded sweeeeatshirt dip dip dip sweeeeatshirt shama lama ding dong sweeeeatshirt. Oh what is it about you that makes me so jolly?, Is it your fifty cotton or your fifty poly? I don't knoooooooww ohh ohh hoo hoo hoo. Oh red hooded sweatshirt we been through a lot together like that time I played in that shirts and skins basketball game and I had to take you off and throw you in the corner of the gym. I was midway through the game and then I saw you looking at me. You were staring as if to say "Adam, you suck at basketball, you dribble like a damn woman. " I was so mad I challenged you to a game of one on one and you know sweatshirt, even though I beat you 11 to 9, deep in my soul I know you missed those lay-ups on purpose. You let me win and that why I'll forever feel this way. I love you sweeeeatshirt red hooded sweeeeatshirt dip dip dip sweeeeatshirt shama lama ding dong sweeeeatshirt. Come on audience members, help me out here. I love you sweeeeatshirt red hooded sweeeeatshirt dip dip dip sweeeeatshirt shama lama ling dong sweeeeatshirt. I love you sooooooooooo. Happy Valentine's Everybody!

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS 6 What's the matter honey, are you not feeling well? It's okay, Momma will take care of you Not really sick, but don't you know I still say I am Dad just mumbles, "There goes my girlie son acting up again" How could you be my kid Mom knows I'm faking it But she understands what'll happen if I go The last four days The tough guys have been on a roll They show him no mercy Plenty of name calling And pushing my head in the toilet bowl They call him a loser But they won't get their hands on me today 'Cuz home with Momma is where I'm gonna stay We're pickin' daisies Who cares about them anyway Pickin' daisies They'll all be working for you someday Pickin' daisies They're just jealous of you Pickin' daisies Next year you'll go to private school Can't play sports or games I'm only really good at reading He can't catch a football Apparently that's not too cool That's why my nose is usually bleeding Plus they give him fat lips At this time yesterday, my underwear was over my head But I'll be safe today, I know 'cuz Momma said We're pickin' daisies Who really cares what they think Pickin' daisies You should talk about it with your shrink Pickin' daisies They'll all end up in jail Pickin' daisies Marshall's is having a sale I know tommorrow it'll all start up again He'll be greeted with a head-lock And all I can do is sit and pray for the weekend But I know when I'm older I'll look back and laugh At all those kids who pulled my pants down And took that photograph 'Cuz we'll be through with kickball We'll all be weak and slow But I will be the only one With a magic place to go Pickin' daisies You're better off in the end Pickin' daisies Who cares, I'll be your friend Pickin' daisies You can always count on me Pickin' daisies I made you some iced tea Pickin' daisies Dasies Pickin' daisies Dasies Pickin' daisies Dasies Pickin' daisies Dasies Pickin' daisies You are too very handsome, just not in a traditional way When I was a kid, we didn't have video games, we had pinball, but I could learn Well, they're just upset that they don't have earmuffs You can come to aerobics class with me and wathc, all the ladies love you Who needs brand name shirts? Yours is the same thing without a fancy tag Why don't you go to sleep? And when you wake up, then I'll play you the Eddie Fisher record

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS [Silverware clicking] [M1:] "Can you pass the beats please?" [F1:] "Here you go" [M1:] "Thanks" [Brad:] "Hey Mom, guess what? I got invited to a party tonight! And I'm gonna go if that's ok with you." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Brad:] "Why not Mom?" [F1:] "Yeah, why mom? He should go." [Brad:] "It's gonna be fun. I'll get to meet new people..." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Brad:] "Oh mom..." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [F1:] "Don't wory Brad." [F2:] "Hey mom, I saw this great skirt at the mall today, but it was $34, which isn't that high of a price, but I was nervous to buy it. What do you think? [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [F2:] "Really? I really like it..." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [F2:] "Oh mom, who is?" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [F2:] "Mom, you're so paranoid." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [M3:] "Hey mom, I gotta get up pretty early tommorrow for Little League try-outs." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [M3:] "Yeah, I have to be at the field at 9 o'clock..." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [M3:] "Do you think you could drop me off there?..." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [M3:] "How am I gonna get there?" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [M3:] "I'll walk I guess." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "Mom, can you pass the salad dressing?" [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "Please?" [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "Come on, mom." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Brad:] "I'll get it for you Cindy." [Cindy:] "Thanks Brad." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Cindy:] "Thanks for the tip, Ma." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Brad:] "Hey everyone, let's just go out for ice cream." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Brad:] "Why are we eating inside? It's a beautiful night. We need to get out more." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "Mother, Brad is right." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "We should go out, it'll be fun." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "Come on, let's go, I could go for some Maple Walnut." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [M3:] "Yeah, we haven't gone out together in a long time." [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Cindy:] "You wanna come Dave?" [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Dave:] "No, I'll hang out with mom." [M1:] "You sure?" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Dave:] "Yeah, go without me." [M3:] "All right, see you guys later." [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Dave:] "How are you, mom? Great meal tonight. Sure is... You sure know how to cook! Boy, oh boy, you're quite a lady. Say mom, uhm, can I go canoeing next weekend with my friend Barry?" [Mom:] "NOOO!!" [Dave:] "Please?" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Dave:] "Mom, you're over reacting!" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Dave:] "Why are you so overprotective!?" [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Dave:] "Mom! I'm going to the ice cream place! You're just so set in your ways it drives me crazy!" [Bangs on the table, gets up] [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at you!" [Screen door closes] [Mom:] "They're all gonna laugh at him!"

ADAM SANDLER LYRICS Here we go Piece of shit car I got a piece of shit car That fuckin' pile of shit Never gets me very far My car's a big piece of shit 'Cause the shocks are fucking shot And my seatbelt's fucking broken I got to tie it in a knot (It's a piece of shit) I can't see through the windshield 'Cause it's got a big fucking' crack And the interior smells real bad 'Cause my friend puked in the back (It's a piece of shit) (Piece of shit car) Piece of shit car (He's got a piece of shit car) It sucks royal dick (That fuckin' pile of shit) 100% crap (Never gets him very far) Oh fuck you car It's got no CD player, it only got the 8-track Whoever designed my car can lick my sweaty nut sack (They can bite his ass too) And I got no fuckin' brakes I'm always way out of control Eleven times a day I hear "Hey, watch it asshole" (You fuckin' piece of shit) (Piece of shit car) I got piece of shit car (He got a piece of shit car) Diesel gas sucks my ass (That fuckin' pile of shit) That pile of metal shit (Never gets him very far) Oh what the fuck did I do What the fuck did I do What the fuck did I do To get stuck with you You're too wide for drive-through And you smell like the shoe But I'm too broke to buy something new Oh fuck me Well the engine likes to flood The car always fuckin' stalls And the seat cushion's got a big rip So a spring always pokes the balls (Ouch, ouch, ouch) Plus the door locks are busted I gotta use a fucking coat hanger (What a pain in his ass) And if a girlie sees my car There's no chance I'll ever bang her (He never ever gets the pussy) Hey shut up (Piece of shit car) You piece of shit car (You got a piece of shit car) You piece of shit car (Piece of shit car) Bald fuckin' tires (You got a piece of shit car) No rearview fucking mirror (Piece of shit car) Seven different colors (You got a piece of shit car) Fucking rag for a gas cap (Piece of shit car) Tailpipe makes the sparks fly everywhere (You got a piece of shit car) (Piece of shit car) (You got a piece of shit car) (Piece of shit car) Oh the whole town thinks I'm a loser (You got a piece of shit car) Cabby give me a push (Piece of shit car...)