Love is a stranger in a open car to tempt you in and lead you far away.
'The Girl in Question'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Love is the law
I fought the law, and the law won.
Grease is the word.
Not for all my little words.
[I can't believe you guys were doing this for >100 posts.]
And without even getting into math or dairy puns.
Not for all my little words.
Word up.
Straight up now tell me, are you really gonna love me forever?
Hey, Jon, is Bloglines being all fucky for you?
Tell me tell me tell me how you do that trick ...
[loves on Rio for quoting Straight Up, one of the best pop songs evah ...]