: I only discovered that I can grow my facial hair like this when I was over thirty years old. I always shaved everyday and never knew that it could grow like this. This is one of my many looks that I don't sport that much. Some of my friends don't like my facial hair as they are not accustomed to seeing it. What is that name of one of the three musketeers that my facial hair resembled? I may shaved this soon. My face is a mess. LOL This song is one of my favorites and could be a theme song in my biomovie. I love David Bowie too.
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REBEL REBEL
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Youve got your mother in a whirl
Shes not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hairs alright
Hey babe, lets go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say Im wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Youve got your mother in a whirl cause shes
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hairs alright
Hey babe, lets stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say Im wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Rebel rebel, youve torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Youve torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough aint the test
Youve got your transmission and your
live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
Youre a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know
Calamitys child, chi-chile, chi-chile
Whered you wanna go?
What can I do for you? looks like youve been there too
Cause youve torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Oh, your face is a mess
Oh, oh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh
See what absence from Gaia did to me? LOL
I responded and thanked all who wrote in my grapevine during my absence and answered emails. And I love this
blove (blog love) that PJ put up.
I miss and love you all,
Samme (Rebel Rebel)