| 08/14/08 12:39 AM |
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Michael McFarland
The mustang is sadly deceased. That was a legendary car. You know Ron is in search of the breakfast club. But don't short circuit there johnny five, maybe you can rekindle some of that St. Elmos fire.But lets get back to the future, wait, I mean the past. How about a journey to boston, or maybe we'll turn the page and get no sleep till brooklyn. That's right, it just came screamin back to you when you had to fight for your right to parrrrday. It's all goin bad man, my basket ball jones, everything. But Daves not here anymore, he moved off with the california girl, but she was just a runaway. It's time to get it on, do you have the cat scratch fever? Can you whip it and do the wango tango, but don't let me poison your brain. These days you should just take the slow ride. Do you feel like a candle in the wind. I know you would much rather go back to the time before ghost,before the road house, yeah, when you were dirty dancin. You had that golden earing, or was that just in the twilight zone. Were you involved in mortal combat, or were you a street fighter? Were you Ms Pacman, a bowhead or a valley girl. Get off your asteroids and look into the eye of the tiger. Ahhh dammit, we come from the generation that made Hasselhoff a star. You don't have to be a real genius to figure that out. So much for that ace in the hole. Time to bring out the A-team. But didn't that have Mr.T in it. Don't go rambo on me, it's not my fault that Brittney turned out to be a supertramp, is it logical that Madonna writes children books. Are you still looking to be a commando, a top gun, the karate kid, or maybe mom or dad. It's all very cats in the cradle. If you hold on to anything--- Always remember be excelllent to each other, ---- and ---- PARTY ON DUDE!!!!
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