Paul may refer to:
God's casa su casa
A book tells the future to a jock and changes his life forever.
Plot
When a young man agrees to housesit for his boss, he thinks it'll be the perfect opportunity to get close to the woman he desperately has a crush on - his boss's daughter. But he doesn't plan on the long line of other houseguests that try to keep him from his mission. And he also has to deal with the daughter's older brother, who's on the run from local drug dealers.
Keywords: bare-butt, boss'-daughter, bra, bra-less, breast-examination, chicago-illinois, cleaning-up, cleavage, coffee, crowbar
There are some things you just don't do.
[Jack Taylor introduces his pet owl]::Jack Taylor: This is O.J.::Tom Stansfield: O.J.? Like the murderer?::Jack Taylor: No, like a football player. O.J. Simpson.
T.J.: You rat me out, I'm gonna carve you like a turkey and beat your kids with what's left of you.::Tom Stansfield: I don't have any kids.::T.J.: I can wait.
Tom Stansfield: I appreciate all your help, but could you make sure that your friends stay out of the house?::Audrey Bennett: All of them or just the colored guy?::Tom Stansfield: No, all of them.::Audrey Bennett: Oh, that's smart. That way the colored guy won't take it personal.
Audrey Bennett: Speed, tell Tom about Kennedy's assassination. This is so cool, Tom, Speed knows who killed JFK. No ask him, Tom, ask him! Ask him who killed him!::Tom Stansfield: Alright, alright. Who killed JFK?::Speed: Desi... Arnaz.::[Tom sees a mouse running loose, runs away to catch it]::Speed: [to Audrey] His life just changed.
Jack Taylor: [to Audrey, his secretary] Are you retarded? [She stares at him]::Jack Taylor: It's not a rhetorical question. Are you retarded?
Tom Stansfield: Hey put the crowbar down, or I will blow your ass to fucktown!
[repeated line]::Jack Taylor: Audrey, get in here!
Jack Taylor: What's this I hear about you threatening to spray this play with an AK-47?::Tom Stansfield: Oh... well, I was just making a joke.::Jack Taylor: Oh that's funny to you? People dying? And what's this I hear about you making fun of midgets?::Tom Stansfield: I never make fun of midgets!::Jack Taylor: You said, it would be fun to date one because then you could rest your beer on their head, now I have a sense of humour, but that's just sick.
Plot
When stowaways are found on board a Russian cargo ship, some of the officers and crew decide to dispose of them at sea. The last time they had a stowaway on board, the ship was fined heavily and black marks entered into their records, when he made it off the ship into a foreign port.
Keywords: based-on-true-story, bigotry, execution, france, ghana, illegal-immigration, m-16, murder, police, racial-slur
You can hide... but you can't run.
You're a head case with a smile
Can't stop to make up your mind
Education is so lame (so lame)
When you bitch and you moan
You're a loose girl, I'm a guy (hey)
You're a truth freak with a lie
The situation is so strange
It's a tv show
In a hotel on the phone
You're gonna leave me, I should've known (should've known)
And I was thinkin, it's so sad
I didn't want you to go
Don't wanna follow the laws of man
Bloody apron, leg of lamb
It's so hard to win
When there's so much to lose
Infiltrate the walls that are caving in
It ain't a bad thing
This ain't reality
Infiltrate the walls that are caving in
It ain't a bad thing
Because it is natural
Second Avenue, raising Cain
I'm a sinner, ring my bell (hey)
I'll tell you what, I get up
If I knew I fell
Operator:
Check unheard messages: press 1, 1.
First message:
Paul:
Humph
X its Paul. Uh, listen, the manager of the 'Crazy Horse' just called me and
I didn't even know where the fuck you are. Iguess your in Vegas, but apperantly
you left the club two nights ago with ten plus girls, and nobodys heard from
you, nobodys heard from the girls. So, if you get around to it and you think
maby its a good idea, how 'bout you give me a call. Let me know what the fuck
is goin on. Thanks.
Operator:
With all the simple times behind me
I can fail without regret
If I have to try then I will never
Be able to forget
Bottoms down
And out of reasons to hang around
And when the sun is over Hong Kong
I can tell you where she'll be
Floating in a soft and lonely melody
Directly over me
Chocolate eyes at one time melting in mine
But not tonight
She'll say I love you Paul
I love you Paul
I love you Paul
Hey, hey
And now everything is riding
On a bet that I can't win
If she's not the answer I've been looking for
I'll never ask again
Some say that the answer comes from within
Meanwhile
Can you tell me where to find me?
Have you seen me hanging around?
I'm looking for myself each night till sunrise
The only thing I've found
Broken dreams and a heart that's stuck to the ground
::Paul over phone::Em what's goin on? It's Paul.Uhh..Dre gave me a copy of the new album.And I just...::Sighs::Fuck it.::Hangs up phone::
Suena el desprtador en la casa de Paul
esta despierto, esta despierto hace mas de media hora
Paul ya ensucio denuevo su colchon
Y no lo limpia, y no lo limpia, porque le gusta la chaqueta
Todos los dias se masturba
CORO:
Y pasa horas en la ducha
Horas en su pieza sin que nadie sepa
Que pasa todas esas horas
Todas esas duchas haciendose la paja
Como una enfermedad que desde niño Paul
Desarrollaba en el colegio, en las clases de Geografia
Sentado en un rincon, alfondo del salon
estaba en eso
estaba en eso
Cuando asustada una alumna grita "miren Paul se esta pajiando!"
CORO:
Y pasa horas en la ducha
Horas en su pieza sin que nadie sepa
Que pasa todas esas horas
Todas esas duchas haciendose la paja
Solo Guitarra
CORO: (x2)
Y pasa horas en la ducha
Horas en su pieza sin que nadie sepa
Que pasa todas esas horas
Todas esas duchas haciendose la paja
Well he rode through the woods on a big blue ox
He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall that's Paul
Talk about working when he swung his ax you could hear it ring for a mile and half
He'd yell timber and down she'd fall for Paul
Talk about drinkin' that man's so mean that he'd never drink nothin' but kerosene
A five gallon can is a little bit small for Paul
Talk about women that man's so lusty
Needs a woman ever hour just to keep from gettin' rusty
Young ones run and the old ones crawl to Paul
Talk about tough well he once had a fight with a thunderstorm on a cold dark night
I ain't sayin' who won but it don't storm at all round here thanks to Paul
He was ninety years old when he said with a sigh
Said I think I'm gonna lay right down and die
Cause sunshine and sorrow I've seen it all says Paul
Says there ain't no man alive can kill me ain't no woman left can thrill me
And I think a heaven just might be a ball says Paul
So he died and we cried
It took eighteen men just to bust that ground
Took three or four more just to lower him down
Then we covered him up and we figured that was all for Paul
But late one night the trees started shaking
And the dogs started barking and the earth started quaking
And out of the ground with the hi ye all came Paul
Well he shook the dirt from off his clothes
He scratched his ass and wiped his nose
You know being dead wasn't no fun at all says Paul
He said now up in heaven they got harps on their knees
They got clouds and wings but they got no trees
I don't think that's much of a heaven at all says Paul
So he jumps on his ox with a fare thee well
He said I'll find out if they got trees in hell
And he rode away and that was all we ever seen of Paul
Butthe next time you hear a timber yell
That sounds like it's comin' from the pits of hell
Then a boomin' laugh and a ghostly wail like somebody choppin' on the devil's tail
Then a shout and a call a crash and a fall
On the seventh day we set aside our brains
From an amateur hell
Regardless of age
And they will never know
The things we did to grow and stay the same
Oh, Paul
He hit a wall
And then climbed up
And then jumped off
Paul, Paul, Paul,
Paul, Paul ist toll!
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
im Schwimmbad an der Ecke.
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
und er bringt kleine Mädchen zur Strecke!
Wenn im Sommer die Sonne scheint,
dann gehen wir schwimmen - es ist ja nicht weit.
Wir amüsieren uns mit Brust oder Kraul,
denn über uns da wacht - Paul!
Er hat ein goldenes Kettchen, das ihm Glück bringt.
Und er passt auf, dass niemand ertrinkt.
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
im Schwimmbad an der Ecke.
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
und er bringt kleine Mädchen zur Strecke!
Paule schubst Kinder vom Einer.
Paule ist ein ganz Gemeiner.
Und findet Paul mal ein Mädchen nett,
wirft er sie vom 10-Meter-Brett!
Seht euch den Paul mal beim Springen an!
Er scheint zu fliegen genauso wie Supermann!
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
im Schwimmbad an der Ecke.
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
und er bringt kleine Mädchen zur Strecke!
Da zahlt man gerne sein Eintrittsgeld.
Paul ist der schönste Bademeister auf der ganzen Welt.
Jawohl, noch mal, hurra!
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
im Schwimmbad an der Ecke.
Paule heißt er - ist Bademeister,
und er bringt kleine Mädchen zur Strecke! [2x]
Paul, Paul, Paul,
Paul, Paul ist toll!