Couch Potato
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Cold November Day
(November Rain - Guns 'N Roses SONG STREAMED)
When you look into my eyes
You can see love turned to pain
Cause Donovan I own you
And my year's gone up in flames
Nothin' lasts forever
And so fast it all has changed
And it's hard for me to handle
On this Cold November Day
I'm goin' through this at the wrong wrong time
Just tryin' to win a game... oh yeah...
But seasons always come and seasons always go
And now I'm thinkin' 'bout just lettin' go today
Walking away
For ten weeks it was fine, you laid it on the line
I could rest my head just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
But now clouds form above me
And sunshine's turned to rain
I don't feel much like talkin'
On this Cold November Day
You were in your prime... great to own
Now I'm spending time... all alone
ACLs all need some time... on their own
Didn't have a back-up, I'm... all alone
I know that now for backups I must beg
And even friends are out to screw me
But if you could heal a broken leg
From this too you'll come back to me
And now I need some time... on the phone
I need someone part-time... good to own
Everybody wants what's mine... Thomas Jones
Don't you know they won't take my... Reuben Droughns
And when my pain subsides
And I trade Jones away... oh yeah...
No "point to the shirt"
for me
Cause there's no one else to blame
I'm goin' to make the playoffs
I still can find a way
Nothin' lasts forever
Even Cold November Day
(Note - yes, I do own McNabb, T Jones, and Droughns in the same league)
(November Rain - Guns 'N Roses SONG STREAMED)
When you look into my eyes
You can see love turned to pain
Cause Donovan I own you
And my year's gone up in flames
Nothin' lasts forever
And so fast it all has changed
And it's hard for me to handle
On this Cold November Day
I'm goin' through this at the wrong wrong time
Just tryin' to win a game... oh yeah...
But seasons always come and seasons always go
And now I'm thinkin' 'bout just lettin' go today
Walking away
For ten weeks it was fine, you laid it on the line
I could rest my head just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
But now clouds form above me
And sunshine's turned to rain
I don't feel much like talkin'
On this Cold November Day
You were in your prime... great to own
Now I'm spending time... all alone
ACLs all need some time... on their own
Didn't have a back-up, I'm... all alone
I know that now for backups I must beg
And even friends are out to screw me
But if you could heal a broken leg
From this too you'll come back to me
And now I need some time... on the phone
I need someone part-time... good to own
Everybody wants what's mine... Thomas Jones
Don't you know they won't take my... Reuben Droughns
And when my pain subsides
And I trade Jones away... oh yeah...
No "point to the shirt"

Cause there's no one else to blame
I'm goin' to make the playoffs
I still can find a way
Nothin' lasts forever
Even Cold November Day
(Note - yes, I do own McNabb, T Jones, and Droughns in the same league)
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