― anthony easton (anthony), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 09:40 (nineteen years ago)
"The Grand Tour" George Jones
"These Days (I Barely Get By)" George Jones
"If Drinking Don't Kill Me (Her Memory Will)" George Jones
"I Can't Stop Loving You" Don Gibson or Kitty Wells
"I'm Over You" Keith Whitley
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 10:17 (nineteen years ago)
kind of a broad category, anthony
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 10:18 (nineteen years ago)
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 10:26 (nineteen years ago)
― Ned T.Rifle (nedtrifle), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 11:57 (nineteen years ago)
But if it's carrying a torch you want, you can lock the thread with Mike Ireland's "Biggest Torch In Town" (from one of the best country albums of the '90s Learning How to Live).
― Roy Kasten (Roy Kasten), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 11:58 (nineteen years ago)
― Ned T.Rifle (nedtrifle), Tuesday, 11 July 2006 11:59 (nineteen years ago)
― anthony easton (anthony), Wednesday, 12 July 2006 12:22 (nineteen years ago)
― xhuxk (xheddy), Wednesday, 12 July 2006 12:27 (nineteen years ago)
― xhuxk (xheddy), Wednesday, 12 July 2006 12:30 (nineteen years ago)
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Wednesday, 12 July 2006 12:33 (nineteen years ago)
I'm looking for something in redSomething that's shocking to turn someone's headStrapless and sequined and cut down to thereStockings and garters and lace underwearThe guaranteed number to knock the men deadI'm looking for something in red
I'm looking for something i greenSomething to out do an ex-high school queenJealousy comes in the color of jadeDo you have some pumps and a purse in this shadeAnd a perfume that whispers "Please comes back to me"I'm looking for something in green
I'm looking for something in whiteSomething that shimmers in soft candlelightEveryone calls us the most perfect pairShould I wear a vail or a rose in my hairWell,the train must be long and the waist must be tightI'm looking for something in white
I'm looking for something in blueSomething real tiny,the baby's brand newHe has his father's nose and his chinWe once were hot lovers now we're more like friendsDon't tell me that's just what old married folk doI'm looking for something in blue
I'm looking for something in redLike the one that I wore when I first turned his headStrapless and sequined and cut down to thereJust a size larger that I wore last yearThe guaranteed number to knock the man dead
I'm looking for somethingI've gotta have somethingI'm looking for something in red
― xhuxk (xheddy), Wednesday, 12 July 2006 12:34 (nineteen years ago)