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Welcome! My name is Mrs.G and I started this blog so people could share in my mis-adventures in wedding planning. I married my southern gentleman on September 6th, 2009. Throughout our courtship I became enamored with everything southern and desperately want to become a steel magnolia.
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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day 1: Your favorite song

This is a hard one.


I love music for every possible reason known to man, from the lyrics to the slightest change in key will make my heart skip a beat so needless to say I loooooooooove a lot of music.


I was going to pick the one song that for years I said was my favorite and that today when I hear it will stop everything and crank it up but the song makes me sound like a pervert



That song is "Crash" by DMB, it is from the bands more commercial period but I love everything about this song, I love the simplicity of if, the sexual innuendos, the music video and the one line that isn't even listed in the lyrics and was probably an after thought is my favorite part of the song, "I'm the king of the castle, your the dirty rascal".

You've got your ball
you've got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who's got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you

You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I'm bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

If I've gone overboard
Then I'm begging you
to forgive me
in my haste
When I'm holding you so girl
close to me

Oh and you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream

Oh I watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me



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