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Werner Gilliam
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Es kann ja nicht immer nur um Autos gehen...
ja, bei Frauen vergisst man die "Töff Töffs" immer ganz schnell...!
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ja, bei Frauen vergisst man die "Töff Töffs" immer ganz schnell...!
Fürs Foto nochmal :up::up::up:
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So, meine Herren von der Odenwälder Kaffeetafel, darf ich mal einen Antrag zur Geschäftsordnung stellen? Danke. 
Bevor endgültig in Vergessenheit gerät, worum es eigentlich geht, hier mal ein dezenter Wink mit der Brücke!
Into The Light (Siouxsie and the Banshees)
Never on a side
Always wanting to be right
Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
And blinded by the sight
Into the light...
Into the light
I see it fight
Into the light
A new horizon
Bleached into white
Kept out of sight
Bevor endgültig in Vergessenheit gerät, worum es eigentlich geht, hier mal ein dezenter Wink mit der Brücke!
Into The Light (Siouxsie and the Banshees)
Never on a side
Always wanting to be right
Standing in the light
I never wanted to be right
Now I'm attracted by the light
And blinded by the sight
Into the light...
Into the light
I see it fight
Into the light
A new horizon
Bleached into white
Kept out of sight
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Da sich die Gelegenheit ergibt, und ich in ca. 3 Wochen wieder mal den authentischsten Blueser den ich kenne live erleben darf, hier mal was von, dem mittlerweile 76jährigen, Louisiana Red. 
Ich freue mich tierisch drauf.
Tipp: Wenn ihr irgendwo die LP - New York Blues - seht, kaufen
I´m too poor to die Hier anhören.
Last night I had a dream, I dream I died
The undertaker came, to carry me for the ride
I couldn't afford a coffin, embalmin' kinda high
I jumped off my death bed, 'cause I too poor to die
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
I dream at the cemetery, I couldn't afford enough,
to pay the gravediggers, to cover me up
It cost a lot of money, 'cause they was union men
I guess before I die, I better think again
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
Dream I met the devil, he is waitin' at the gate
Say, "Come on in Red, you ain't a minute late"
Said he lead me to his kingdom, lead me by my arm
But he wouldn't move my body, less I grease his palm
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
, hier mal was von, dem mittlerweile 76jährigen, Louisiana Red. 
Ich freue mich tierisch drauf.
Tipp: Wenn ihr irgendwo die LP - New York Blues - seht, kaufen
I´m too poor to die Hier anhören.
Last night I had a dream, I dream I died
The undertaker came, to carry me for the ride
I couldn't afford a coffin, embalmin' kinda high
I jumped off my death bed, 'cause I too poor to die
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
I dream at the cemetery, I couldn't afford enough,
to pay the gravediggers, to cover me up
It cost a lot of money, 'cause they was union men
I guess before I die, I better think again
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
Dream I met the devil, he is waitin' at the gate
Say, "Come on in Red, you ain't a minute late"
Said he lead me to his kingdom, lead me by my arm
But he wouldn't move my body, less I grease his palm
I'm in trouble and I'll tell you the reason why
I'm just too poor people, I'm too poor to go lay down and die
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Na also, geht doch... :scherz:
Welcome to L.A. (Richard Baskin)
When morning came this lone way
On that cold December night
I had my bags packed for adventure
And a free seat on a flight.
But soon it didn't matter,
What was wrong and what was right.
I was a thousand miles beyond you
In the coming of the light.
Welcome to L.A. (Richard Baskin)
When morning came this lone way
On that cold December night
I had my bags packed for adventure
And a free seat on a flight.
But soon it didn't matter,
What was wrong and what was right.
I was a thousand miles beyond you
In the coming of the light.
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jetzt ziehe ich den Hut...das Du den kennst...aus einem meiner absoluten Lieblingsfilme ...
Respekt und Knicks
Saffetti
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Und wenn der Herr der Odenwälder Kaffeetafel verdammt noch mal mehr passende Bilder hätte, dann würde er euch mit Liedern zusch....en [url=http://www.KOSTENLOSE-SMILIES.de]
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Udo Lindenberg - Piratenfreunde
Wir sind zwei Piraten
auf dem wilden weiten Meer
die Segel immer voll im Wind
durch die stärksten Stürme
mit dir zusammen gar nicht schwer
Piratenfreunde die wir sind
Piratenfreunde wie sie ganz selten sind
bitte keine comments zur Zerarbeitung
edit.....Saffetti, ich suche ein Bild zu "Los Paul" finde aber nichts, Hilfe.
Wir sind zwei Piraten
auf dem wilden weiten Meer
die Segel immer voll im Wind
durch die stärksten Stürme
mit dir zusammen gar nicht schwer
Piratenfreunde die wir sind
Piratenfreunde wie sie ganz selten sind
bitte keine comments zur Zerarbeitung
edit.....Saffetti, ich suche ein Bild zu "Los Paul" finde aber nichts, Hilfe.
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... hoffentlich stilecht im Pacer...
I photographed you for your smile
Your body held me for a while
You could disguise with such beguile.
Now lying here remembering it,
Better than it used to feel - this loneliness.
But it doesn't even matter cos
I never really loved you much, I guess.
Im Ernst: mein absoluter Lieblingsfilm seit Erscheinen vor 30 Jahren! Ich weiss nicht, wie oft ich ihn gesehen habe, wieviele völlig verrückte Erinnerungen daran hängen - meine Ex-Frau hat den Synchronschnitt gemacht, ich hab, als ich noch in der Branche war, ein Jahr lang gekämpft, um an die Rechte für Film und Soundtrack zu kommen (vergebens) und und und. Wenn der Film irgendwann doch noch auf DVD erscheint, bekomme ich wohl vor Freude einen Schlaganfall...
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Salope (Serge Gainsbourg)
Dis petite salope raconte moi,
Comment c'était entre ses bras,
Etait ce mieux qu'avec moi,
Ouais petite vicieuse dis moi tout,
Combien de fois, combien de coup,
Quand même pas jusqu'au bout,
Non petite salope tu me mens,
Il ne t'en a pas fait autant,
Que tu ne le pretends,
Mais petite conne ca ne fait rien,
Invente moi encore ses mains,
Sur ton ventre et tes seins.
Quand même tu n'as pas fait ça,
C'est pas vrai, dis moi que c'est pas vrai.
Dis petite salope redis moi,
Comment c'était entre ses bras,
Etait ce mieux qu'avec moi,
Ouais petite garce si tu m'as dit,
Vrai je ne te pardonnerais,
Je te jure, jamais.
Menteuse, menteuse.
Haste auch hierfür ein Bildchen?
"Je t’aime – moi non plus", Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin
"Je t'aime, Je t'aime
Oui je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh mon amour
Comme la vague irrésolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Je vais, et je viens
Entre tes reins
Et je Me retiens
Je t'aime, je t'aime
Oh oui je t'aime!
Moi non plus.
Oh mon amour
Tu es la vague, moi l'île nue
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Et je Te rejoins
Je t'aime je t'aime
Oh oui je t'aime
- Moi non plus
Oh mon amour
Comme la vague irrésolue
Je vais, je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Et je me retiens
Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Tu vas et tu viens
Entre mes reins
Et je Te rejoins
Je t'aime je t'aime
Oh oui je t'aime
Moi non plus
Oh mon amour
L'amour physique est sans issue
Je vais je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Je vais et je viens
Je me retiens
Non! maintenant
Viens"
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Yep, noch direkt von der Intensivstation, röchelnd vor Begeisterung...
Mais naturellement! Nur leider kein Model Release...
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Bevor das hier weiter vor sich hindämmert, nochmal ein Versuch der Revitalisierung...
On Horseback (Mike Oldfield)
Some find it strange to be here,
On this small planet, and who knows where.
But when it's strange and full of fear,
It's nice to be on horseback.
On Horseback (Mike Oldfield)
Some find it strange to be here,
On this small planet, and who knows where.
But when it's strange and full of fear,
It's nice to be on horseback.
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Schönes "Triptichon", David :up:!
Das hier passt glaub' ich auch ganz gut zu dem Lied:
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Sometimes you'll be ahead
Sometimes you'll be behind
Sometimes you'll be on top
Sometimes you'll be on bottom
Smoke ciggarettes with reckless abandon
When your speaking through hole throat
You can always sue the tabbacco company
And say
I did not know it was bad for me
After all
Ill gotten game is what it's all about
Maybe you'll married
Maybe you won't
But most likely you'll end up divorced
With a litter of children
With 8 different mothers
Spending the rest of your life selling rip off Gucci bags outside court authority
To pay off alimony and child support.
Dont even try to dance
You're a guy for godsake
Not even the electric slide at a wedding
Read GQ magazine and strive to look like the guy on the cover
Undergo elective reconstructive plastic surgery including lipo suction and penis enlargement
Make fun of old people
It's fun
And understand that friends will stab you in the back for price of an extra value meal
And the flame broiled isn't always better
Nevermind
But trust me on the beer.
Drink Beer by Dennis Leary
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Cheap Sunglasses (ZZ Top)
When you wake up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that streets a-runnin' and try to beat the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molases
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Now go out and get yourself some big black frames
With the glass so dark thay won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes:
Rhinestone shades or cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
When you wake up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that streets a-runnin' and try to beat the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was as sweet as molases
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Now go out and get yourself some big black frames
With the glass so dark thay won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes:
Rhinestone shades or cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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One Bourbon One Scotch One Beer (John Lee Hooker)
Wahlweise tuts auch die Version von George Thorogood
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Wahlweise tuts auch die Version von George Thorogood
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Hey mister bartender come here
I want another drink and I want it now
My baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And then I sit there, gettin' high, mellow
Knocked out, feeling good and by the time
I looked on the wall at the old clock on the wall
By that time, it was ten thirty daddy
I looked down the bar, at the bartender
He said, "Now what do you want Johnny?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
Well my baby she gone, she been gone two night
I ain't seen my baby since night before last
I wanna get drunk till I'm off of my mind
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
(Spoken)
And I sat there, gettin' high, stoned
Knocked out, and by the time
I looked on the wall, at the old clock again
And by that time, it was a quarter to two
Last call for alcohol, I said,
Hey mister bartender, what do you want?"
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
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Ok, wenn´s jetzt wieder rockiger wird ...
Mickey Jupp - Old Rock´n Roller von der genialen LP "Juppanese"
I getting too old - I'm way out of touch
I don't play guitar - I use it as a crutch
As for my singing - well that ain't up to much
I'm getting too old - it ain't my scene
I ain't done this kind of thing since I was seventeen
But the man said do it - or you don't get a bean
So I do it, do it until I'm blue in the face
Sing and play guitar and jump all over the place
Sing some heavy lyrics and some chords to suit
Nobody even knows I'm as pissed as a newt
I've been backstage drinking and watching the clock
I'm and old rock and roller and I'm too old to rock
I'm getting too old - it ain't my gig
The music's too loud and the hall's too big
The sounds I like - well, you wouldn't dig
I'm and old rock and roller and my time has gone
I stopped buying records back in 1961
But seeing as I'm here, well, the show must go on
So I do it, do it 'til I'm blue in the face
Sing and play guitar and jump all over the place
Sing some heavy lyrics and some chords to fit
The trouble with me is I don't know when to quit
I forget how many times I've been told
I'm and old rock and roller and I'm too old to roll!
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I forgot the words like old rock and rollers do
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller - and I love to roll
Mickey Jupp - Old Rock´n Roller von der genialen LP "Juppanese"
I getting too old - I'm way out of touch
I don't play guitar - I use it as a crutch
As for my singing - well that ain't up to much
I'm getting too old - it ain't my scene
I ain't done this kind of thing since I was seventeen
But the man said do it - or you don't get a bean
So I do it, do it until I'm blue in the face
Sing and play guitar and jump all over the place
Sing some heavy lyrics and some chords to suit
Nobody even knows I'm as pissed as a newt
I've been backstage drinking and watching the clock
I'm and old rock and roller and I'm too old to rock
I'm getting too old - it ain't my gig
The music's too loud and the hall's too big
The sounds I like - well, you wouldn't dig
I'm and old rock and roller and my time has gone
I stopped buying records back in 1961
But seeing as I'm here, well, the show must go on
So I do it, do it 'til I'm blue in the face
Sing and play guitar and jump all over the place
Sing some heavy lyrics and some chords to fit
The trouble with me is I don't know when to quit
I forget how many times I've been told
I'm and old rock and roller and I'm too old to roll!
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I forgot the words like old rock and rollers do
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller
I'm and old rock and roller - and I love to roll
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