Gilded palace of Flying Burritos Excellent Nouveau Mexican Cuisine We all got to wear Swank-Ass Nudie Suits I should have known it was a lousy pipe dream Ohhh, Ohhh, what an awesome job Ohhh, Ohhh, what do I do now?? Ohh, Ohhhhh, it's like I've been robbed Spent the last of my paycheque And I'm feelin' pretty downnnnn!!
Bryan Lee O'Malley
JUST TO GET WITH YOU OEHHH BABY OHHH OHHH JUST ME AND YOU BABY WHAT YOU CRYING FOR YOU DON?T HAVE TO CRY NO MORE CAUSE THIS IS WHAT YOU?VE BEEN LONGING FOR YOUR IN MY ARMS AND I?M YOURS FOREVER AND EVER MORE EVER?EVER WILL BE YOU AND EVER?EVER WILL BE YOU AND EVER?EVER WILL BE YOU AND ME JUST YOU AND ME YEAH JUST YOU AND ME OHHHHH OHHHH OHHH
What's been most helpful to me is realizing that those times when all the heads in the room turn and look at me as if I was crazy, reinforce my own leadership capability. Because I've been in a number of those settings where I've been right. And I've been right often enough that now when it happens I don't automatically think, "Oh, my, what's wrong with me?" or "Ohhh, I must not be ready for this role," or "They know so much more than I do."
You know good and well that you don't want a problem like that, you gon' make someone around me catch a body like that. Ohhh, don't do it! Please don't do it. Cause one of us goes in and we all go through it. And Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gonna pay it. Those my brothers, I aint even gotta say it, that's just something they know
Han made no effort to put up a brave front. Most of the time he just screamed himself hoarse, though a couple of times he amused himself by screaming Fionas's name as if he were in the throes of passion. FEEE-OHHH-NAAA! Lord Bayar made him pay for that, but afterward, Fiona didn't come down anymore, which Han appreciated.
Cinda Williams Chima
AND MUSIC AIN'T NO CRIME SO IF YOU WANT SOME FUN AND YOU LIKE THIS SONG FORGET ABOUT YOUR TROUBLES AND SING ALONG JUST WHEN I'M SINGING THIS NASTY LITTLE SONG AND WHEN THEY'RE PLAYING WE KNOW WHERE WE BELONG OHHH, THE FUTURE CALLS SO RIDICULOUS THE BASSLINES ARE THE SAME OF THE SAKE THE DRUMMER'S ALWAYS SLEEPING EVERY SINGING IS A SHAME BUT IF YOU WANT SOME FUN AND YOU LIKE THIS SONG START TO DANCE AND SING THE FUCK ALONG JUST WHEN I'M SINGING THIS NASTY LITTLE SONG AND WHEN THEY'RE PLAYING WE KNOW WHERE WE BELONG JUST WHEN I'M SCREAMING THIS NASTY LITTLE SONG AND WHEN THEY ALL TRY TO PLAYING AND EVERYTHING GOES WRONG WE DON'T CARE, WE LAUGH ABOUT IT CAUSE YOU'RE THE ONES WHO PAID FOR THE SHIT GIMME ALL YOUR MONEY GIMME ALL YOUR MONEY
I SPLIT THESE OCEAN WAVES I CARVED A PATH RIGHT THROUGH YOU! THE SEA HAS WASHED AWAY DISCARDED! MEMORIES!! SEARCHED THE SEA AND YOU'RE NOT HERE, YOU'RE NOT HERE IN THE SAND WE LAY YOU'RE NOT HERE NOW, YOU'RE NOT HERE OHHH!! THE ANCHORS DRAG DOWN YOUR FINAL REST I'LL NEVER REST UNTIL YOU'RE FOUND AND TIDAL DRAGS DOWN BAAABBBY!! OH!! IN SOLIDARITY I'VE SEARCHED BENEATH THE TIDE TOO MANY TIMES I'VE FAILED MY BRIDE I'VE SEARCHED BENEATH THE TIDE TOO MANY TIMES I'VE FAILED MY BRIDE I HAVE FOUGHT AGAINST THE TIDE TOO MANY TIMES I'VE FELT THIS SEARCHED THE SEA AND YOU'RE NOT HERE, YOU'RE NOT HERE IN THE SAND WE LAY YOU'RE NOT HERE NOW, YOU'RE NOT HERE SEARCHED THE SEA AND YOU'RE NOT HERE, AND YOU'RE NOT HERE AND NOW SHE'S GONE HER BONES IN THE SAND SHE WAS SENT TO A TRAITORS GRAVE HER BONES IN THE SAND SHE SAID I WAS SENT TO A TRAITORS GRAVE
I know I want you, " he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day, and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now, but always beneath furs, with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled, the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close. "I love the smell of you, " he said. "I love your red hair. I love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. I love your smile. I love your teats." He kissed them, one and then the other. "I love your skinny legs, and what's between them." He knelt to kiss her there, lightly on her mound at first, but Ygritte moved her legs apart a little, and he saw the pink inside and kissed that as well, and tasted her. She gave a little gasp. "If you love me all so much, why are you still dressed?" she whispered. "You know nothing, Jon Snow. Noth-oh. Oh. OHHH." Afterward, she was almost shy, or as shy as Ygritte ever got. "The thing you did, " she said, when they lay together on their piled clothes. "With your... mouth." She hesistated. "Is that... is it what lordss do to their ladies, down in the south?" "I don't think so." No one had ever told Jon just what lords did with their ladies. "I only... wanted to kiss you there, that's all. You seemed to like it." "Aye. I... I liked it some. No one taught you such?" "There's been no one, " he confessed. "Only you.
George R.R. Martin