• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Glendora - Perry Como
• Calendar - Good Riddance
• Galleywinter - Pat Green
• Gallywinter - Pat Green
• Calendar - 7 Seconds
• Glendora - Rilo Kiley
• Calendar - Bishop Allen
• Calendar - Solange
• Calendario - Kudai
• Calendar - Finley Quaye
• Calendar - Paris Combo
• Calendar - Unleashed Power
• Calenturia - Rapsodes
• Calendar - Sam Isaac
• Calendar - Our Time Down Here

I'm in love with a dolly named 'Glendora'
She works in the window of a big department stor-a!
Eyes of blue, hair like gold,
Never been young, but she'll never get old . . .
Oh Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
She's so shy that I don't know how I found her,
With three big body guards always workin' around her!
One just nods, an' two just grins,
An' three got a mouth full of safety pins . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
( You . . . more of you! )
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
( . . . more of you! )
I stand left an' I stand right,
Outta my head 'cause I'm outta sight . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
Late last night at the store they did some changin' . . .
An' I stood watchin' when they started re-arrangin' . . .
She lost her wig, she lost her arms,
An' when they got through she lost all of her charms,
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
What they do, what they do, what they do ?
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
What they do, what they do, what they do ?
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
Do to you, oh what did they do to you?
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?

I'd never thought I'd reach another end
When all I want is to be myself again
So why so soon we were having so much fun
Sometimes I wish I'd never learn to run
Ask me why I'm sad I'll say it's not so bad
I've done too much growing up today
Excuse my bitter half
He's too disturbed to laugh right now
I'll find you when it's done
I wrapped regret around the chance I'd never take
Discarded dreams for too much time awake
Now where did it dissapear to
Youth I fought my way out of

When I was a kid I had a rockin' horse named Ranger
Out on the front porch we would ride, we would ride
Little red cowboy boots, little red cowboy hat
And a pistol that shoots straight as an eagle flys
Mama would come out, sayin', "It's time to come in"
I said, "I ain't going nowhere mama, don't ask me again"
I was just an outlaw riding on the trail
Knocking over stage coaches riding on the rails
I'm going to Galleywinter, a place where all the cowboys ride
The place where all the outlaws hide
Away from the men who want to kill them for what they've done
I'm going to Galleywinter, I'm going to Galleywinter, go
My sister'd come out and say, "Where are you going anyway?"
I'm going to Galleywinter and there ain't no girls allowed
I guess things are different now, times have changed
A girl is nice to have with you when you're riding on the range
She can make you breakfast, talk to you at night
You can argue about things you never thought you'd argue
About in your whole life
Twenty-five years older Ranger ain't here no more
Been replaced by a 1958 model T-bird Ford
Baby say where you want to go? I said, "I don't know maybe Mexico
Anywhere where tequila flows is all right with me, yeah"
I'm going to Galleywinter, a place where all the outlaws hide
A place where all the cowgirls ride
You know that it's all right with me

by Pat Green
2000 Greenhorse Music/BMI. All Rights Reserved
When I was a kid I had a rockin' horse named Ranger out on the front porch we
would ride, we would ride, little red cowboy boots, Little red cowboy hat and a
pistol that shoots straight as an eagle flies, mamma would come out say it's
time to come in,I ain't going nowhere mamma and don't ask me again,I was just
an outlaw riding on the trail knocking over stagecoaches and riding on the
rails.
CHORUS
I'm gone to Gallywinter
place where all the cowboys ride
place where all the outlaws ride
away from the men who want to kill them for what they've done
i'm gone to gallywinter.
I'm gone to Gallywinter sister would come out and say "Where you going anyway?"
I'm going to Gallywinter and there ain't no girls allowed, I guess things are
different now, times have changed. A girl is nice to have with you while you're
riding on the range, She can make you breakfast and talk to you at night you
can argue about things you never thought you'd argue about in your whole life,
twenty five years older and Ranger ain't here no more, been replaced by a 1958
model T-bird Ford. Baby said where you want to go, I said I don't know, maybe
Mexico anywhere where tequila flows is alright with me.

I just got back to routine, it goes from day to day,
I've got this sneaky feeling, gets closer as we play,
After months and months of planning, hard work to hit the road,
No sense of "security" you get when you're at home,
[Chorus]
And just for you, there is a calendar, not just a need for the time
But just 'cause you're on my mind,
It's made of days, this simple calendar,
But it feels like years going by, where do I cry
I've rearranged my whole life, such things are hard for two,
But still the music keeps me going and my heart is set on you,
We see so many faces, do cities look the same,
I'll take this voyage anyway, and hope someday you'll go

It's New Year's Eve, I'm in Glendora
I'm the only living person in Glendora
Headin' east on the freeway
I left my prom dress on the busstop in Duarte
I switch the rules, you take advantage
You know I always like to play the victim
And would you fuck me? 'Cause I'd fuck me
Am I your wetnap?
Freestyle walkin'
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I'm on my way, I want to see you
You're in your bedroom with some dancers, I'm beneath you
I come inside, I hear the door slam
You tell me if I really loved you I'd get with them
They make me sick, you make me sicker
But I want to please you so I go and I get with her
I close my eyes, I think about me
I'm just your wetnap
Freestyle walkin'
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I should find someone better for me
But Mom says we're born this way
Everytime I come over to your house
You just shit on my face
And you know it, you know it
You know, you know it really freaks me out
I drove for hours on bad directions
I arrive, there's something you forgot to mention
An afterthought, straight to the tabby
Sorry, Angel, went to Reno, happy happy
It ain't the rest, why do you Jenny
I'm in a booth it's almost twelve, your favorite Denny's
Another year, I need a sundae
I'm just your sidebet
Freestyle walkin'
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain
Come back for more, do it again
I cry, cry, cry, then I complain

Now I will take
Page after page
That measured the months
And marshalled the days
And all that I've done
Is written right here
There's only one way
To finish the year
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
I wish I could say
I felt satisfied
The tyranny ends
The day is mine
But I want to be in again
Perhaps that is strange
Nothing is different
But everything's changed
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn

Ive been throu the river
Ive gone throu the storm
Ive been throu the fire
the battles ive won
lets start with November
i slept by an angel
that once she agreed
that is when she felt dead
i cant even begin to explain
the pain don cost me
ill neva b the same
now while that bullet it hurt
ill have a whole parking lot
and ill neva question god
about how it tore me apart
Chorus
papa papa you live you cry
but i got over
just check your calendar
they don't have meaning in my life
think their pretty
but im a roller
just check your calendar
December 25 he got on one knee
he told me forever
and i took the ring
we were so young in love
cloud 9 everyday was like we were in heaven
he always put me first
cause im lucky 7
but things got complicated
that puweree came brainin
she said ur 6 weeks pregnant
i said im only 17 yes so how will i know
what to do with a baby on my own
will my family disown me
will i lose everything
will ya b there 4 me
chorus
we decided
to get married
hav dis baby
make a family
and my family
so happy wit me
everything seems so blissfully
October 18 the best day of my life
i welcomed my treasure
looked him right in the eye
and said mommy promises to give you the world
just u make this girl into a woman now
6 months later April showers
lie after lie revealed how it
hurt me crushed me
dis man i loved
loved me
was it not enough till i give up

Miro el calendario tirado en mi cama
y tu no estas aqui
hace una semana recien que te marchaste
y aun no puedo dormir
caen las nubes, se cierra el cielo
y tu no estas aqui
los lunes son eternos si tu no estas
los martes son mas largos sin ti
miercoles (miercoles) arrancame
cortame los jueves del corazon
que el viernes ya no puedo seguir
viviendo si tu no estas aqui
sabado (sabado) arrastrame (arrastrame)
todas las semanas son invierno desde que tu no estas
llueve y tu no dices nada
llueve detras de tu ventana
dime quitame la calma
a menos que no deje de llover
caen las nubes, se cierra el cielo
y tu no estas aqui
los lunes son eternos si tu no estas
los martes son mas largos sin ti
miercoles (miercoles) arrancame
cortame los jueves del corazon
que el viernes ya no puedo seguir
viviendo si tu no estas aqui
sabado arrastrame
todas las semanas son invierno desde que tu no estas
los martes son mas largos sin ti
cortame los jueves del corazon
viviendo si tu no estas aqui
sabado (sabado) arrastrame (arrastrame)
todas las semanas son invierno desde que tu no estas
los lunes son eternos si tu no estas
los martes son mas largos sin ti
miercoles (miercoles) arrancame
cortame los jueves del corazon
que el viernes ya no puedo seguir
viviendo si tu no estas aqui
sabado (sabado) arrastrame (arrastrame)
todas las semanas son invierno desde que tu no estas
sabado (sabado) arrastrame (arrastrame)

I am not angry with myself
Within the galaxy
Stories of pictures
Songs of vision
In living
Of growth
Feel all right
In creation of destruction
All knowledge and understanding
All magic and vibration
One of the one of the greatest amounts of inspiration
One ever could give
Paternal and maternal love is eternal
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday

Son cabas sous le bras, en pleine nonchalance
Un peintre en batiment de moyenne importance
En ce jour de conge, traine son anatomie
Un sourrie iradiant sa tete de Lundi
Chaque jour, son visage
Mais le meme paysage
Defile en continu
C'est le train train absolu
Une fois bien maquille sa tete de Mardi
L'ovreuse de cinema ressasse les images
Qui se sont projetees dessus son blanc corsage
Esperant, pour demain, du neuf, de l'inedit
Aujorud'hui Mercredi, demain Jeudi, c'est bath!
Tous le gens que je croise ont ta tete adequate
Tetes blondes, tetes brunes si bien galvanisees
Jour apres jour, au rythme des caledrivers
Chaque jour, son visage
Mais le meme paysage
Defile en continu
C'est le train train absolu
Ce matin je revelt ma tete des dimanches
Journees emblematiques ou la semaine calanche
Dans une iterminable fin d'apres midi
J'attends impatiment ma tette de Lundi
Chaque jour, son visage
Mais le meme paysage
Defile en continu

Notice every day go by,
knowing what you didn't try.
Numbers flashing in your head,
worry replaced it instead.
Looking across the water,
pondering what's waiting there.
Blurry vision can't tell though,
don't know, but can't be aware.
The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
Life's flame will suffocate.
The friends of past are long gone.
The unknown mist won't clear.
Always waiting for some peace.
Sails are up and it can't steer.
The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
Life's flame will suffocate.
The pages flip by the wind,
every day turns into grey.
Always searching for the truth,
anticipation will stay.
The blend between the now and then,
won't comfort the next day.
Anticipation will stay.
The glory of a moment,
like steam will evaporate.
life's flame will suffocate.
Waste time on speculation,
come to life's invitation.
Excusing your life away,
boredom and despair will stay.
Remember vitality,
Now there's insecurity.
The dreams function as escape,

Calentúria by RapsodesTenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Toma! Enhorabona! Ha arribat per fi este puto rapsoda!
La persona més cabrona, porta la ment calentona
I la rima més caxona pa' ruboritzar la zona!
Vaig a tocar-te, abraçar-te I a arrepretar-te!
Vull que me pegues una palmà al cul I que t'excite,
Que jo vaig a anar directe a la ingle, fins que la llengua em quede inservible!
Anem a entrar en zel com els gossos, esta nit no vaig a contar contes melosos.
Sense camuflatge, és pim pam pum! L'únic que vull es ballar reggeaton amb tu!
També vull follar amb tots I totes vosaltres I tornar a començar al despertar-me!
Rebolcar-me, entregar, calenta... saps el que dic?
Pots fer-me de tot menys furgar-me el melic.
I és que follaria amb tu. Paràlisis orgàsmica quan em mires als ulls...
Amor! Ja saps que no cal calés amb els nostres cossos, la imaginació al poder!
Açò és un polvo guarro en una festa amb molta gent.
Jo faig de Bill Diggler I tu de Rollergirl!
Per la nit et ballaré la dansa del ventre,
Mentre et poses tendre em faràs comprendre
Que ets el vulcanòleg del meu cos imperfecte
Busques entre llençols del volcà l'epicentre!
La roba ja te l'he arrancada sense sentiment
I l'he tirada amb despreci com el paper d'un caramel.
És dolça en la boca, saboretja el moment
Som dos cossos nuus tu I jo junts follant a pèl!
Si no estàs calent, si no estàs calenta,
Doncs atent I atenta que esta merda té penta, penta, penta, penta, penta.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Mira la nena, mira com se meneja, mira com xanela, mira com es contorneja.
Jo no vull dir res, guapa, però ací estic jo
I tinc unes ganes loques de remullar el fartó!
No importa si tens panxa, cartutxeres o cul, a mi m'agrada cada pam de tu
I és que el teu món interior em fa sentir tan viu...
Que aquesta nit tinc pensat convertir-te en riu.
Intercanviant matèries, esborrant tristeses, joguines I disfresses d'infermeres I princeses.
Ei, no tingues presses per llevar-te les braguetes
Que l'Andrés et fa gaudir xiuxiuejant-te als orelles!
Pessigant-te els mugrons exposan-te al balcó, sodomia bondage, 69 I acció!
Oral, anal, manual I tradicional! Reggeaton, adrenalina I sexe combinen genial!
No t'enganyes, saps el que m'agrada... dibuixa'm un camí d'aigüeta salada!
Ala! Deshonrà! Ala! Quina barra! Simplement sóc un rapsoda bandarra
Que li tira un poc de cara I li mira l'escot a la xica de la barra!
Fes-te crema mentre contornege les caderes
En recipients petits es troben les millors essències.
Mentres em toque els pits amb els dits humits...
Et dic que aquesta nit no arribarem ni al llit.
Així que no tingues por,
Esta es la forma en que a la vida li demostre el meu amor
I al remat no importa si eres una sex boom!
Casi preferisc que cuines bé l'arròs al forn!
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
I quanta més carn, més festa farem
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 I tots I totes les que vulgueu
A vore si es de veres que sou tots tan moderns
Quan escarbes un poquet ixen beatos per tot arreu!
Jo no sóc gai, però alguna polla m'he xuplat,
Perquè va a ser, joder? per provar! Si té moltes vitamines I és molt natural
I com diuen en la 'Vale' si t'ho tragues no et quedes prenyà!
Mmmm, però si faig tot això diran que sóc una guarra!
Pues jo vull ser la més puta de la comarca, solta't la melena que la vida s'acaba!
Alegria I lubricant pal cos I pa l'ànima.
Jo ja sé que el ser humà és molt imperfecte,
Perfa comparteix amb mi tots els teus defectes.
L'imperi del plaer està més prop del que tu penses.
Follem les ments I oblidem les apariències!
Si no estàs calent, si no estàs calenta,
Doncs atent I atenta que està merda té penta, penta, penta, penta, penta.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Tenim calentúria, estem calents,
Només volem que refregar-se amb tota la gent.
Jo estic calenta I vaig a calfar-te,
Llepar-te, excitar-te, mossegar-te, despullar-te...
Jo estic calenta I vaig a calfar-te,

Calendar, wait for me
You kicked my heart through autumn leaves
and I wonder how long until I see that I was wrong
to leave?
Calendar, carefully
I turn the pages patiently
and I watch us collide
Sleep talking right through night
to me
I was packing up my things, about to leave
Collapse into your quarterlies
Or change your mind like you are me
Our future's all I see
Calendar, I watched the years
Trading glances with my fears
And you hold us in art
Pull the corners all apart for me
I was packing up my things, about to leave
Collapse into your quarterlies
Or change your mind like you are me
Our future's all I see
June left the party
She couldn't believe
that the cars were all gone as she walked down the
street
and thought "love was a calendar given to me
at the end of the year."
June left the party
She couldn't believe
as the 2am sky whispered "wait patiently."
she thought "Love was a calendar given to me at the end
of the year."
At the end of the year

Hospital wait seemed like an hour.
I sit and wait for spring,
it never brings the fury
I understood and hoped it would.
I hope you're happy now,
‘cause I am.
Forget this car crash evening, forget my face even just forget everything.
Forget everything.
To me it couldn’t mean less, fuck you and fuck all of your friends.
The sound of us all,
the sound of a symphony.
Don’t hold back.
Those times you made out you were falling, Don’t hold back.
I’m stoked to make it out alive.
But when you wake up Monday morning,
you’ll have that feeling
a lot like guilt.
But it stops quick as it starts
and whose gunna question what’s in your heart?
Another pathetic episode.
All those records
I lent to you are where
I’ve been hiding ever since;
they were the ones you never did quite get.
You’ve changed your mind and bought all their cds,
I’ve no where left to hide;
you’ve ruined them for me.
Don’t hold back.
Those times you made out you were falling, Don’t hold back.
I’m stoked to make it out alive.
But when you wake up Monday morning,
you’ll have that feeling
a lot like guilt.
But it stops quick as it starts
and whose gunna question what’s in your heart?