40+ 40+ - Memory Lane
Midden in een midlife crisis? Moet je die nog krijgen of ben je die al voorbij? Hier kun je je ei kwijt over ouder worden en herinneringen aan vervlogen tijden.
Nee, maar we zitten aan de telefoon te YouTuben, en ik had de verkeerde tekst gepost bij Don't look back in anger, dus we willen allebei gaan inzetten met zingen en toen kregen we de slappe lach. *hik*quote:
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Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
Ja! En zo voel ik me weer een bakvisquote:Op zaterdag 5 november 2011 00:34 schreef Eska het volgende:
[..]
Alle fases moeten op z'n tijd doorlopen worden!
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
Oh ja, zo kan het ook, kort en bondigquote:Op zaterdag 5 november 2011 00:40 schreef APK het volgende:
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Nee, CarO had foute lyrics bij een liedje
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
Looking round room,
I can tell that you
Are the most beautiful girl in the...room.
In the whole wide room
Oooh.
And when you're on the street
Depending on the street
I bet you are definitely in the top three
Good looking girls on the street
Depending on the street
And when I saw you at my mate's place
I thought what...is...she...doing...
At my mate's place
How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this
Good one Dave!!!
Ohhhh you're a legend, Dave!
I asked Dave if he's going to make a move on you
He's not sure
I said "Dave do you mind if I do?"
He says he doesn't mind
but I can tell he kinda minds
but I'm gonna do it anyway
I see you standing all alone by the stereo
I dim the lights down very low, here we go
You're so beautiful
You could be a waitress
You're so beautiful
You could be an air hostess in the 60s
You're so beautiful
You could be a part...time...model
And then I seal the deal
I do my moves
I do my dance moves
It's twelve oh two
Just me and you
And seven other dudes
Around you on the dance floor
I draw you near
Let's get outta here
Let's get in a cab
I'll buy you a kebab!
Now I can't believe
That I'm sharing a kebab with the most beautiful girl I have ever seen
With a kebab
Ooooooohhh.
Why don't we leave?
Let's go to my houseand we can feel each other up on the couch
Oh no. I don't mind taking it slow-ho-ho, no-ho-ho, yeah.
Cause you're so beautiful
Like a, tree
Or a high-class prostitute
You're so beautiful
Mmm, you could be a part-time model
But you'd probably have to keep your normal job
A part-time model!
Spending part of your time, modelling,
and part of your time, next to meeeeeeeeee!
My place is usually tidier than this...
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
good old NZ musicquote:Op zaterdag 5 november 2011 00:44 schreef CarOnline het volgende:
Looking round room,
I can tell that you
Are the most beautiful girl in the...room.
In the whole wide room
Oooh.
And when you're on the street
Depending on the street
I bet you are definitely in the top three
Good looking girls on the street
Depending on the street
And when I saw you at my mate's place
I thought what...is...she...doing...
At my mate's place
How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this
Good one Dave!!!
Ohhhh you're a legend, Dave!
I asked Dave if he's going to make a move on you
He's not sure
I said "Dave do you mind if I do?"
He says he doesn't mind
but I can tell he kinda minds
but I'm gonna do it anyway
I see you standing all alone by the stereo
I dim the lights down very low, here we go
You're so beautiful
You could be a waitress
You're so beautiful
You could be an air hostess in the 60s
You're so beautiful
You could be a part...time...model
And then I seal the deal
I do my moves
I do my dance moves
It's twelve oh two
Just me and you
And seven other dudes
Around you on the dance floor
I draw you near
Let's get outta here
Let's get in a cab
I'll buy you a kebab!
Now I can't believe
That I'm sharing a kebab with the most beautiful girl I have ever seen
With a kebab
Ooooooohhh.
Why don't we leave?
Let's go to my houseand we can feel each other up on the couch
Oh no. I don't mind taking it slow-ho-ho, no-ho-ho, yeah.
Cause you're so beautiful
Like a, tree
Or a high-class prostitute
You're so beautiful
Mmm, you could be a part-time model
But you'd probably have to keep your normal job
A part-time model!
Spending part of your time, modelling,
and part of your time, next to meeeeeeeeee!
My place is usually tidier than this...
'Lopen is geen sport maar een manier van reizen'
'Als ik loop voel ik me beroerd, maar als ik niet loop nog beroerder'
'Once you discover the rewards of pain, you want more pain'
'Als ik loop voel ik me beroerd, maar als ik niet loop nog beroerder'
'Once you discover the rewards of pain, you want more pain'
Notulen van de Bandmeeting gehouden van 4 op 5 November 2011.
APK en ik zijn tot de conclusie gekomen dat wij 1 handshake away zijn van Beatrix én Obama.
Beatrix vanwege uh APK's familiebanden die CarO ook gehandshaked heeft en Obama omdat ik Johnny Depp geaaid heb, wat telt als een handshake.
We gaan er voor het gemak maar vanuit dat Johnny Depp Obama gehandshaked heeft.
Dus.
HOE TOF IS DAT!!!
APK en ik zijn tot de conclusie gekomen dat wij 1 handshake away zijn van Beatrix én Obama.
Beatrix vanwege uh APK's familiebanden die CarO ook gehandshaked heeft en Obama omdat ik Johnny Depp geaaid heb, wat telt als een handshake.
We gaan er voor het gemak maar vanuit dat Johnny Depp Obama gehandshaked heeft.
Dus.
HOE TOF IS DAT!!!
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
Welterusten!quote:
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Goeiedag overdaar! En goeienacht (tevens bijna welterusten) ook meteen vanuit hier.
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
Oi, wakker blijven!quote:
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Goeiedag overdaar! En goeienacht (tevens bijna welterusten) ook meteen vanuit hier.
Who the fuck can sleep with all this shit going on?
quote:
Bijna zei ik nog hè. Wacht dus nog maar even met de praat-die-ik-niet-aankan.
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
dat klinkt spannend, ik blijf ook nog maar evenquote:
Bijna zei ik nog hè. Wacht dus nog maar even met de praat-die-ik-niet-aankan.
'Lopen is geen sport maar een manier van reizen'
'Als ik loop voel ik me beroerd, maar als ik niet loop nog beroerder'
'Once you discover the rewards of pain, you want more pain'
'Als ik loop voel ik me beroerd, maar als ik niet loop nog beroerder'
'Once you discover the rewards of pain, you want more pain'
Ik scroll even terug naar dat 'bijna'quote:
Bijna zei ik nog hè. Wacht dus nog maar even met de praat-die-ik-niet-aankan.
Who the fuck can sleep with all this shit going on?
Ik ben een stuk kaas kwijt. Serieus, ik weet bijna zeker dat ik dinsdag een stuk kaas heb gehaald. Tesamen met nog wat andere boodschappen. Bij thuiskomst alles (gedachteloos?) netjes opgeborgen. En gister wilde ik dat stuk kaas pakken, maar ik kon het niet vinden....
Oh, dat je ging slapen enzo...
Dat zeg ik ook altijd 
Dat zeg ik ook altijd
Who the fuck can sleep with all this shit going on?
'Kaas' lijkt een terugkerend issue te zijn in jouw postsquote:
Ik ben een stuk kaas kwijt. Serieus, ik weet bijna zeker dat ik dinsdag een stuk kaas heb gehaald. Tesamen met nog wat andere boodschappen. Bij thuiskomst alles (gedachteloos?) netjes opgeborgen. En gister wilde ik dat stuk kaas pakken, maar ik kon het niet vinden....
Who the fuck can sleep with all this shit going on?
Toch te veel info!quote:
'Kaas' lijkt een terugkerend issue te zijn in jouw posts
(Oh boy, topic bijna vol!)
Prachtig! 
*Speaking* "G'day, my name's Tony. On behalf of myself and the coachline I'd like to thank you for choosing to drive with us today. I'm a local, I hope I can impart some local knowledge. If you've got any questions don't hesitate, just sing out. For those who are interested, there's the Old Bridge, swaying away. Replaced by the New Bridge in 1972. Funny thing, the Old Bridge used to be called the New Bridge. Yeah, bit of a funny thing. Up ahead there's the bronze of Bluey, a local sheepdog, who became a member of Regional Council. It was a bloody great day for dogs, not just here, but everywhere in the North Island. There's the town's oldest street. That's the Museum of Meat. There's the town's largest industry, that's the sock factory, hence the giant sock."
*Sings* The town hall
Note the mosaic wall
Well, there are 5,600 tiles on that wall
I know, I counted them all
The local school, the local swimming pool,
Which was opened by the Governor General,
Back in 1952
Where I was caught with a friend aged 11, sniffing tractor fuel
We thought we were pretty cool, breaking them changing shed rules
But do you see up there?
The banner hanging in the air?
The Presbyterian Fair
Well, I never go, there's too many Presbyterians there
But if you're interested, the fair's in the third weekend of August every year
But don't bother entering the raffle,
It's always won by some kid of the Mayor
Do you hear that sound?
The town clock, heard from anywhere in town,
Until 1960, it was a little place in Norway
We bought it for a hundred pounds
Rumor has it they sold it cheap because the chimes were too loud
But every time I hear that sound it makes me so proud
Look to your left, what a beautiful sight,
It's Paula, Paula Thompson, nee Paula Wright.
Look at her hair, it's still gorgeous, even now.
Flowing like the Womahonga River,
Which incidently, is to your right.
And it's the largest, in the area
In terms of volume.
Everybody, look at Paula, look at Paula Thompson
I always thought I'd marry Paula
But some things just don't work out that way
Well, that's the most important thing you'll learn on the tour today
That, and the fact there'll be a toliet break
At the information center near the manmade lake
*Speaking* "Yeah, I'll just ask you one favor, if you do see Paula in town later on that you don't mention the details of the tour. I'd appreciate that. Same goes for my wife, Gloria. You'll recognize her, she looks a hell of a lot like Paula, actually. She often gets mistaken for Paula, but, um, well, she's not Paula, that's for sure, no."
*Singing*
Paula Thompson, born in '54
To a family of four
To the family next door
Take me back next door
Paula Thompson, nee Paula Wright.
That's her old house, number 39
Number 41 was mine
If this old coach could go back in time
I'd drive to 1979
Take me back...
Take me back, take me back
(Take, take, take, take me back)
Take me back, take me back
(Take, take, take, take me back)
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back...
*Speaking* "Yeah, sorry about that. I always get a little bit emotional on the corner of Rutherford and Brown Streets. But, um, that is truly the end of the tour, so mind your step, yeah, good on you."
*Speaking* "G'day, my name's Tony. On behalf of myself and the coachline I'd like to thank you for choosing to drive with us today. I'm a local, I hope I can impart some local knowledge. If you've got any questions don't hesitate, just sing out. For those who are interested, there's the Old Bridge, swaying away. Replaced by the New Bridge in 1972. Funny thing, the Old Bridge used to be called the New Bridge. Yeah, bit of a funny thing. Up ahead there's the bronze of Bluey, a local sheepdog, who became a member of Regional Council. It was a bloody great day for dogs, not just here, but everywhere in the North Island. There's the town's oldest street. That's the Museum of Meat. There's the town's largest industry, that's the sock factory, hence the giant sock."
*Sings* The town hall
Note the mosaic wall
Well, there are 5,600 tiles on that wall
I know, I counted them all
The local school, the local swimming pool,
Which was opened by the Governor General,
Back in 1952
Where I was caught with a friend aged 11, sniffing tractor fuel
We thought we were pretty cool, breaking them changing shed rules
But do you see up there?
The banner hanging in the air?
The Presbyterian Fair
Well, I never go, there's too many Presbyterians there
But if you're interested, the fair's in the third weekend of August every year
But don't bother entering the raffle,
It's always won by some kid of the Mayor
Do you hear that sound?
The town clock, heard from anywhere in town,
Until 1960, it was a little place in Norway
We bought it for a hundred pounds
Rumor has it they sold it cheap because the chimes were too loud
But every time I hear that sound it makes me so proud
Look to your left, what a beautiful sight,
It's Paula, Paula Thompson, nee Paula Wright.
Look at her hair, it's still gorgeous, even now.
Flowing like the Womahonga River,
Which incidently, is to your right.
And it's the largest, in the area
In terms of volume.
Everybody, look at Paula, look at Paula Thompson
I always thought I'd marry Paula
But some things just don't work out that way
Well, that's the most important thing you'll learn on the tour today
That, and the fact there'll be a toliet break
At the information center near the manmade lake
*Speaking* "Yeah, I'll just ask you one favor, if you do see Paula in town later on that you don't mention the details of the tour. I'd appreciate that. Same goes for my wife, Gloria. You'll recognize her, she looks a hell of a lot like Paula, actually. She often gets mistaken for Paula, but, um, well, she's not Paula, that's for sure, no."
*Singing*
Paula Thompson, born in '54
To a family of four
To the family next door
Take me back next door
Paula Thompson, nee Paula Wright.
That's her old house, number 39
Number 41 was mine
If this old coach could go back in time
I'd drive to 1979
Take me back...
Take me back, take me back
(Take, take, take, take me back)
Take me back, take me back
(Take, take, take, take me back)
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back...
*Speaking* "Yeah, sorry about that. I always get a little bit emotional on the corner of Rutherford and Brown Streets. But, um, that is truly the end of the tour, so mind your step, yeah, good on you."
Screw them.
We're going home.
We're going home.
