These arms of mine They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue These arms of mine They are yearning, yearning from wanting you
And if you would let them hold you Oh, how grateful I will be These arms of mine They are burning, burning from wanting you These arms of mine They are wanting, wanting to hold you
And if you would let them hold you Oh, how grateful I will be Come on, come on baby Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips
ONE in fifty pound coins is a fake — DOUBLE the number five years ago. More than 30 million dodgy quids are in circulation, the Royal Mint said yesterday.
Gangs with special machines are believed to be churning them out.
Tell-tale signs of a fake coin include a poorly-ribbed edge and faded colour.
In 2003, just one per cent of £1s in circulation were estimated to be false. The figure is now two per cent — the level at which public confidence in a coin is known to dip.
Concerns
Coin consultant Robert Matthews warned: “In 2004, people started refusing to take the South African 5 Rand coin due to concerns about counterfeits. Surveys put the number at two per cent.
“Eventually it had to be re-designed and re-circulated. If we’re not careful the same will happen to the pound coin.”
The Royal Mint said: “Anyone who suspects they have a counterfeited coin should not attempt to spend it.”
But it insisted that the forgery rate was “comparatively low” by global standards.
The euro coin is said to be far harder to copy, with duds estimated at just 0.1 per cent.
G Put another log on the fire D Cook me up some bacon & some beans
And go out to the car & change the tire G Wash my socks and blow my old blue jeans
Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers C And boil me up another pot of tea G Then put another log on the fire babe D G And come & tell me why you're leaving me
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Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday And 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 And ain't I always nice to your kid sister Don't I take her driving every night So sit here at my feet cause 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 & some beans Go out to to the car & lift it up & change the tire Wash my socks & sew my old blue jeans Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers And boil me up another pot of tea Then put another log on the fire babe And come & tell me why you're leaving me
G Put another log on the fire D Cook me up some bacon & some beans
And go out to the car & change the tire G Wash my socks and blow my old blue jeans
Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers C And boil me up another pot of tea G Then put another log on the fire babe D G And come & tell me why you're leaving me
inst...........
Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday And 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 And ain't I always nice to your kid sister Don't I take her driving every night So sit here at my feet cause 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 & some beans Go out to to the car & lift it up & change the tire Wash my socks & sew my old blue jeans Come on baby you can fill my pipe & then go fetch my slippers And boil me up another pot of tea Then put another log on the fire babe And come & tell me why you're leaving me
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RE: The song that you feel in love with, or the one you love to hate
Paris August 15/08/ 1998Otis Redding - These Arms Of Mine Lyrics
These arms of mine
They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine
They are yearning, yearning from wanting you
And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be
These arms of mine
They are burning, burning from wanting you
These arms of mine
They are wanting, wanting to hold you
And if you would let them hold you
Oh, how grateful I will be
Come on, come on baby
Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh
I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh
I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight
And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips