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Jed

Contributed by daniel on Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



oh i hear that stupid laugh, ive been hearing it for years
every time it stays intact, and gives room for many cheers
hear it on the radio... will it end i dont know...
coming home time memories, many to forget right away
tune in to forget on place. nothing left for me to sat
hear it on the radio... will it end i dont know...

i want to be just like jed, yeah
he's stuck inside my head...
i dont want to be like jed
but he's stuck inside my head...

its afternoon with a catch, of the day sound for you
to it there is no match that, will stay oh so very true
turn on up the radio... will it end maybe no...
he may be old but he is fun, goes on out beyond the roof
like him there is no other one, so dont you try and spoof him
turn on up the radio... will it end maybe no...

jed...
jed...


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Re: Jed (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 04:06:27 PM AEST
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Beverly Hillbillies...!!!! this write rocks danialo!!! hehe.....ooh Remind me the next time i talk to you i have a challenge for you, now that i've read this poem and yes YES it was this poem that inspired it LMAO!!!!! Oh your gonna love this one hehe....great write daniel im sure you will remember it FOREVER after you hear the challenge i have for you lmao!...
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Re: Jed (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 07:03:09 PM AEST
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I remember this one...
Good write! :)

~Dani~




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