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Gul Panag (born 3 January 1977;Chandigarh, India) is an Indian actress, voice actress, model, and former beauty queen who competed in the Miss Universe pageant. Her notable films include Dor, Dhoop, Manorama Six Feet Under, Hello, and Straight.
Gul started her education in Sangrur, in Punjab. However, her father's army career ensured that, she moved to different places across India (and abroad). As a result of this, she studied in 14 different schools including Kendriya Vidyalayas (Chandigarh, Mhow, Leh and Wellington, Tamil Nadu), The Lawrence School, Lovedale and the International School of Lusaka, Zambia. She did her Bachelors in Mathematics from Punjabi University, Patiala, and Masters in Political Science from Panjab University, Chandigarh. As a student, Panag was interested in sports and public speaking. She won numerous state and national level debate competitions, including two gold medals at the Annual National Inter University Debate competition.
Gul won the coveted Miss India title in 1999, and was crowned Miss Beautiful Smile at the same pageant. At the Miss Universe 1999 pageant, she was ranked among the Top 10 contestants. Gul began her career in Bollywood, with the 2003 film Dhoop. Since then, she has worked in films like Jurm (2005) and the TV series Kashmeer. She played a commoner, fighting hard to save her husband from going to the gallows, in the 2006 Nagesh Kukunoor film, Dor. In 2008, she acted in the films Hello and Summer 2007. In 2009, she was seen in the movie Straight. She featured in Rann in a role attempting to stop her boy friend from doing the right thing. Gul appeared on the front page of Maxim with whom she did a photo shoot in September 2008.
Brian Douglas Williams (born May 5, 1959) is the anchor and managing editor of NBC Nightly News, the evening news program of the NBC television network, a position he assumed in 2004. Williams was listed among Time Magazine's 100 Most Influential People in the World in 2007, and in 2010, a prominent media observer dubbed him "the Walter Cronkite of the 21st century."
Williams was reared in a middle-class Irish Catholic home. His father, Gordon L. Williams, was an executive vice president of the National Retail Merchants Association, in New York. During childhood, his family moved from his birthplace, Ridgewood, New Jersey, to Elmira, New York. He lived in Elmira for ten years before moving to Middletown, New Jersey, when he was in junior high school.
He graduated from Mater Dei High School, a Roman Catholic high school in the New Monmouth section of Middletown. While in high school, he was a volunteer firefighter for three years at the Middletown Township Fire Department. His first job was as a busboy at Perkins Pancake House.
James Thomas "Jimmy" Fallon, Jr. (born September 19, 1974) is an American actor, comedian, singer, musician and television host. He currently hosts Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, a late-night talk show that airs Monday through Friday on NBC. Prior to that he appeared in several films, and was best known as a cast member on Saturday Night Live from 1998–2004.
James Thomas Fallon, Jr., was born in Brooklyn, New York. Jimmy is the son of Gloria and James Fallon, Sr., who is a Vietnam War veteran. His family later settled in Saugerties, New York, while his father worked at IBM in nearby Kingston, New York. He is of Irish descent. As a child, he and his older sister, Gloria, would reenact the “clean parts” of Saturday Night Live that his parents had taped for him. Fallon was such a fan of Saturday Night Live that he made a weekly event of watching it in his dormitory during college. In his teens, he impressed his parents with different impersonations, the first being of James Cagney. He was also musically inclined, and started playing guitar at age 13. He would go on to mix comedy and music in contests and shows.
Bryan Adams, OC OBC (born Bryan Guy Adams, 5 November 1959) is a Canadian rock singer-songwriter, guitarist, bassist, producer, actor and photographer. For his contributions to music, Adams has many awards and nominations, including 20 Juno Awards among 56 nominations, 15 Grammy Award nominations including a win for Best Song Written Specifically for a Motion Picture or Television in 1992. He has also won MTV, ASCAP, and American Music awards. In addition, he has won two Ivor Novello Awards for song composition and has been nominated for several Golden Globe Awards and three times for Academy Awards for his songwriting for films.
Adams was awarded the Order of Canada and the Order of British Columbia for contributions to popular music and philanthropic work via his own foundation, which helps improve education for people around the world.
Adams was inducted into the Hollywood Walk of Fame, with the 2,435th star in March 2011 and Canada's Walk of Fame in 1998, and in April 2006 he was inducted into the Canadian Music Hall of Fame at Canada's Juno Awards. In 2008, Bryan was ranked 38 on the list of All-Time top artists by the Billboard Hot 100 50th Anniversary Charts. On 13 January 2010, he received the Allan Waters Humanitarian Award for his part in numerous charitable concerts and campaigns during his career, and on 1 May 2010 was given the Governor General's Performing Arts Award for his 30 years of contributions to the arts.
You sleep better when you're,
you sing better when you're
You need me more when you're straight.
Is this the weekend?
Is that your girlfriend?
No, she's green and innocent.
You smoke her like she's incense.
You smile.
Stay straight for me.
I'll wait till summer's over,
I'll love you through October.
I'll give you everything.
I'll trade you anything for her.
Yeah, oh yeah.
[Verse 1:]
Yuh si when wi touch di road
Wi inna brands, stright!
A nuh normal ting, italian, straight!
An a bare top shotta inna di gang, striahgt!
And memba dis,
Wi nuh miss cah wi hand, straight!
Weed mek wi concen-trate!
Dem a ficht it, suh bun babylon, straight!
Ghetto yute waan house and land, straight!
Caah, to make money a di plan, straight!
[Chorus:]
Suh, straight!
Wi nuh par wid bait
Badman nuh bwoy caan drape
Wha wi seh, straight!
Wi nuh participate
Inna nutten pon di r kelly tape
Wi nuh rate
Straight!
Gangsta wi rate
Weh nuh tun fool when dem si station gate
And a...
Straight!
Gunshot fi who, waan player hate
Or box di food outta wi plate
[Verse 2:]
Gyal dem we want inna wi bed, straight!
Any man nuh waan di gyal dem fi dead, straight!
If yuh look, yuh a link wid did fedz, straight!
Suh when yuh pass di base, hol yuh head, straight!
Cause copper wi a fyah, a nuh lead, straight!
By all means wi defend wi bread, straight!
Spragga! big up a ras and bun a dread, straight!
Cause a gold and green and red, straight!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Shot caller a we set di trend, straight!
Big baller, a we wear di 10, straight!
Japanese dem a defend di yen, straight!
Weh yuh seh british, a pound wi a spend, straigt!
Yard man! woman wi a defend, straight!
Suh from a hot gyal gi wi dem, straight!
Unda gyal, a cocky wi a send, straight!
Peanut wid di oats wi a blend, straight!
There is a boy in a band
Who is friends with my
French teacher's stepson, Sebastian
A very nice gentleman
He seems to know me
But I can't remember him
Good god, forgive me
I'm out of my element
And I can't seem to keep them all straight
I've forgotten which people I like and which people I hate
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, your wish is my command
Just smile and nod, we'll under"
Standing in front of the sink
I'm pretending to wink
At pretend paparazzi
Who hide in the chemicals
From every locket, behind every curtain
Their lenses ensure that
I look lost in thought
Yet approachable
And I can't seem to keep them all straight
I've forgotten which ones I should skip and which ones I should take
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, don't quit, you're almost dead
Don't give up now, make friends instead
Of going out, go home instead
Of getting dressed, go back to bed"
There is a voice on the phone
Who's convinced I'm alone
And I've called 'cause I'm greedy
And looking for sympathy
He seems to like me
But I can't relate
I would like to get closer
But Christ, all the time it takes
And I can't seem to keep myself straight
I've forgotten which habits to hide and which habits to fake
And I'm waiting for someone to shake me and say
"Hey, bitch, nice tits, you're broke, but then
You're rich in love, you're great in bed
You'll see the world, you'll knock them dead
And all the thick books that you've read
Lyrics: Myers
Music: Myers
Lyrics:
The moon was drifting over Jordan
As the street lies under control
And then she slips into the middle
Head on, the hour takes it's toll
With blues from a fountain
Keep you wishing for a rainy day
And a sandman sitting
Giving looks, giving looks that will fade away
(chorus):
If you could get yourself straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
If you could get yourself straight, straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
If you could get yourself straight, straight, straight
I think that I would like to talk to you
'Cause talk, talk, talk
That's all we do
Will you dance for your lover
While your brother doesn't know your name
And in an undercover shot
Still you talk of what you can't explain
They say nice change lady
Hey baby can you spare a dime
But then you put it in your pocket
And its off with another line
(chorus)
You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
Another washout, brake lights showing
Probably gonna slow down, no way of knowing
Let's hear the outline, I see where it's going
I know where it came from a bubble in the moment
Someone'll find out
Finishing the time
Crashing around and one night you'll try it
Is something at stake?
Seen off safely but I could've used
A chance at maybe, a time or two
One for the distance and speaking of the roar
Stopping just to listen at her number on the door
Isn't something calling
Coming as you go?
Never and always and missing the throw?
With hours on the fade
It wasn't where you found it
Returning late again
Waking dressed from before in some week long bed
Leave it all still made
Fall to a weak floor and let it lay
Think of somebody, too far away
Get something easy, lost in the fuel?
Come back tomorrow with a new excuse
Sparklers are passing to the corners of the night
I feel the heat and they move on glowing
You've got the power to change
Some win some lose
Make the conscious choice. Reverse.
Reflection mean taking off the pain from you
Straight
If countries fall down why don't you?
Make the conscious choice. Reverse.
Reflection mean taking off the pain from you