Musical Mates ( Archived) (11)

Post the song(s)/lyrics that best epitomize your ideal partner.


mine...

Kim Mitchell- Miss Demeanor

You should see her freelance charm
No nonsense on my arm
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine

She got my number with just one look in my eyes
She made me humble with her handkerchief fumbling
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine

You make this worried man, worried man smile
You make a hungry man, hungry man smile

With a little stretch to imagination
Just her wink is agitation
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine

Bonnie Tyler- Holding Out For A Hero



Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream
of what I need


I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder end rising with the heat
It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet



Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me

Through the wind end the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in my blood

reminds me of Tom Selleck in .. Quigley Down Under

Peter Cetera- One Good Woman

I am so in love with you
I just cant deny it
Everybody knows I cant deny it
Everybody knows
You can read me like a book
Just like a fortune teller
Everybody needs a fortune tller
Telling you the very truth

You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do

You bring out the best in me
With love and understanding
Anytime I need some understanding
You are always there

And if I ever lose my way
Youre always there to guide me
Anyone can see youre here inside me
Anyone can see it

You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do

You fill me with hope
Love and devotion
You taught me how to show my emotion
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do

This is our time, we have it all
We have a way of knowing if were heading for a fall
Well work it out and get it right
And when I get home to you
Youre such a sight for my poor eyes

This is our time, we have it all
When I come home at night
Youre such a sight for my poor eyes

You bring me feelin
You bring me fire
You give me love thats taking me higher
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do

You fill me with hope
Love and devotion
You taught me how to show my emotion
Just goes to prove
What one good woman can do

I can't post the lyrics of the song that descibes my perfect mate

But it is the Ballad of Chasey Lane...by the Bloodhound Gang

The Ballad Of Chasey Lain"

That poem is lovely, but the first verse mentions fortune tellers

My second choice would be:


Put another log

On the fire.

Cook me up some bacon

And some beans.



And go out to the car

And change the tire.

Wash my socks

And sew my old blue jeans.



Come on, Baby,

You can fill my pipe,

And then go

Fetch my slippers.



And boil me up

Another pot of tea.

Then put another log

On the fire, Babe,



And come and tell me

Why you're leaving me.

Now don't I let you wash

The car on Sunday?

Don't I warn you

When you're gettin fat?



Ain't I a-gonna take you

Fishin' with me someday?

Well, a man can't love a woman

More than that!



Ain't I always nice

To your kid sister?



Don't I take her

Driving every night?



So, sit here at my feet

'Cus I like you when you're sweet,

And you know

It ain't feminine to fight.


So, put another

Log on the fire.

Cook me up some bacon

And some beans.



Go out to the car and

Lift it up and change the tire.

Wash my socks

And sew my old blue jeans.



Come on, Baby,

You can fill my pipe,

And then go

Fetch my slippers.



And boil me up

Another pot of tea.

Then put another log

On the fire, Babe,



And come and tell me

Why you're leaving me.

I had the mistaken thought that this would be a somewhat romantic thread .... and then I woke up