Saturday, June 30, 2007

WHITE WOMEN:

First date:
-You get to kiss her goodnight.
Second date:
-You get to grope all over and make out a bit.
Third date:
-You get to have sex but only in the missionary position.


IRISH WOMEN:

First Date:
-You both get blind drunk and have sex.
Second Date:
-You both get blind drunk and have sex.
20th Anniversary:
-You both get blind drunk and have sex.


ITALIAN WOMEN:

First Date:
-You take her to a play and an expensive restaurant.
Second Date:
-You meet her parents and her Mom makes spaghetti & meatballs.
Third Date:
-You have sex, she wants to marry you & insists on a 3-carat ring.
5th Anniversary:
-You already have 5 kids together & hate the thought of having sex.
6th Anniversary:
-You find yourself a Mistress.


CHINESE WOMEN:

First date:
-You get to buy her an expensive dinner but nothing happens.
Second date:
-You buy her an even more expensive dinner. Nothing happens again.
Third date:
-You don't even get to the third date and you've already realized nothing
is ever going to happen.


INDIAN WOMEN:

First date:
-Meet her parents.
Second date:
-Set the date of the wedding.
Third date:
-Wedding night.


BLACK WOMEN:

First Date:
-You get to buy her a real expensive dinner.
Second Date:
-You get to buy her and her girlfriends a real expensive dinner.
Third Date:
-You get to pay her rent.
Tenth Date:
-She's pregnant by someone other than you.


MEXICAN WOMEN:

First Date:
-You buy her an expensive dinner, get drunk on Tequila, and have sex in
the back of her car.
Second Date:
-She's pregnant.
Third Date:
-She moves in. One week later, her mother, father, his girlfriend, her
two sisters, her brother, all of their kids, her grandma, her father's
girlfriend's mother, her two cousins, her sister's boyfriend and his
three kids move in and you live on rice and beans for the rest of your
life in your home that used to be nice, but now looks like a home along
the Tijuana strip.


ARAB WOMEN:

First Date:
-Mother, Father, Brothers, Sisters, Cousins, Aunts, Uncles, Friends
and entire Arab community finds out.
Second Date:
-Guy is shot dead.
No third date!!!


LEBANESE WOMEN:

First Date:
-You will have to spend all your money to impress
Second Date:
-You will take a loan to keep the image
Third Date :
-You are broke, she finds someone wealthier

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

I never felt nothing in the world like this before
Now I’m missing you and I’m wishing you would come back through my door
Why did you have to go?
You could have let me know; so now I’m all alone

Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn’t give me a chance
With you not around it’s a little bit more than I can stand
And all my tears they keep runnin’ down my face
Why did you turn away?

So why does your pride make you run and hide
Are you that afraid of me?
But I know it’s a lie what you keep inside
This is not how you want it to be

So baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life

Baby I will wait for you
If you think I fine it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you

Been a long time since you called me
(How could you forget about me)
You gotta be feeling crazy
How can you walk away
(When) Everything stays the same
I just can’t do it baby

What will it take to make you come back
Girl I told you what it is and it just ain’t like that
Why can’t you look at me?
You’re still in love with me
Don’t leave me crying

Baby why can’t we just start all over again
Get it back to the way it was
If you give me a chance I can love you right
But you’re telling me it won’t be enough

So baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life

Baby I will wait for you
If you think I fine it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you

So why does your pride make you run and hide
Are you that afraid of me?
But I know it’s a lie what you’re keeping inside
That is not how you want it to be

Baby I will wait for you
Baby I will wait for you
If it’s the last thing I do

Baby I will wait for you
Cause I don’t know what else I can do
Don’t tell me I ran out of time
If it takes the rest of my life

Baby I will wait for you
If you think I fine it just ain’t true
I really need you in my life
No matter what I have to do
I’ll wait for you
I’ll be waiting …


but not everything is about you..

Sunday, June 03, 2007

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.