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Jonas Luv S3 CH. 11

1 WEEK LATER----"Video Girl"---Regular POV---"Okay, Joe, She SERIOUSLY has problems!" Natalie cried. "I know." He replied quietly so Kyra wouldn't hear. "Joe, BREAK UP with her!" Nick advised. "I can't." He replied. "Why is that?" Madi asked. "Because, She'll hate me!" He said. "Joe, WHO CARES?!" Kevin asked. "Me...Paparazzi!" He replied. "Joe, she's annoying. Please, JUST DUMP HER!" Nick said. Even Leslie didn't like her. "Ugh..." Was the reply. "Joesph, I don't like her either." Mrs. Jonas said. "Okay, now this is bad..Even Mom doesn't like her..." Joe mummbled. Everyone stared at him. "Fine! I'll take care of it!" He said, He got up and walked up to his room. "Hey...Kyra? Yea it's Joe...I was wondering if you could meet me at the picnic tables in Manhattan Park...Thanks, See Ya..." Joe said. He tied his shoe and walked down stairs. Everyone stared at him. "I'm on it!" He said and walked out. "Hey Baby..." Kyra greeted Joe. "Hey Kyra..." He replied. He sat down across from her and took a breath. "What's up?" She asked. Joe suddenly felt like someone poured Elmer's Glue and Saw Dust down his mouth. "Listen, Kyra...I...We're...My...We're not right for each other." He managed. Kyra's mouth went wide eyed. Then she burst out laughing. "I'm not joking Kyra...I'm out." He said. "Joey...Wut'd I do?" She asked. "For One, You call me Joey, and no offense...but your a brat." He said. "I'm NOT a brat! How am I a brat?" She asked. "Your Dad moved you here, He pays your bills, but your still ALWAYS whining and complaining about him." Joe said. "Anything Else?" She asked getting up and putting her hands on her hips. "Yea...ALOT!" He said. "But you know what. I'm like Nick, when I'm ending a relationship, I like to go smoothly. So, Peace!" He said and walked out of the park, with one thing in mind. -Sophia's POV-I looked at my mom as she entered my basement studio. "Mom...I've made a big mistake...." I said. "What's that honey?" She asked. "I broke up with Joe...and I think I loved him." I said, staring aimlessly out the window. "And, I'm going back to LA." --------------------Sry bout them being so short!

Author: BibleGirl2008
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Added: September 5, 2008

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Added: September 3, 2008

"The Sympathy For The Devil Blues (Smile)" (Original Song)

Lyrics BelowCopyright2008 Ian Boon & Guini Productions©"The Sympathy For The Devil Blues (Smile)"I woke up this morning oooh oooh With the kitchen blues I said I woke up this morning With them kitchen bluesI got up out of bed & Went to dust my broom Said I got up fell out of bed Went to dust my broomWent out into the garden Time to milk the cow honey pie Then I wandered down to the crossroads & me & him we drank a bottle of beer The fallen angel started talking Started whispering my dreamsBut I tell you now! I aint got no sympathy for the devil & The devil sure as in hell aint got none for meThen he said you might be sad & lonelyOr even about to cry baby cry You been screaming out lord help him & Hearing no repliesYou might be trying to talk JesusOr even that thing that you call godBut I aint got no sympathy for the devil & the Devil sure as in hell aint got none for meNo I aint got no sympathy for the devil coz The devil sure as in hell aint got none for meSo all you gotta do is smile.........You walking by there smileDon't pretend you didn't see me smileCouple that made love last night smileYou holding hands there smileSmile for your sister, father, mother& your brotherAll you gotta do is smileAnd I aint got no sympathy for the devil coz The devil sure as in hell aint got none for me(for stereo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6iXt0O0cTlU&fmt=18 )Video requested by and dedicated to "too many to list" aka http://uk.youtube.com/user/Dengar013 thanks man (hope to see some bass lines soon ;-))

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Added: September 2, 2008

LL Cool J Jingling Bells

[Chorus: LL Cool J and girl (repeat 4X)](They're jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby[LL Cool J]They call me Uncle L, Future of the FunkRecords I recorded minus all the junkPeople spread gossip and believe what they mustwhile I slam dunk {fags} and make em bite the dustA minute is needed to make a phony roni bleedand put him in a bucket like it's chicken feedCheck out the - pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'alland I'ma dust you off and dust you off twiceYou never heard this so observant all hysterical fan--natics of the Asiatic miracle manProminent, dominant, McCoy and I'm RealIf you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feelcause he's so-so, I got the instinctThey call me Deputy Dog, now put your {ass} in the clinkInnovating, devestating, and dope on the single nowlet me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and {fucked} youThat {shit} you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude youno good {niggaboo} tryin to baseHow we livin Holmes? Get out my face!I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fallI rise, suprise, and I advise you allto stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubtMy skill'll get ill, I turn the mother outI'm top-notch, you're still playin hop-scotchNow I'ma do ya while the party people watchYou're real funny, you really try to go for yoursBut I know why: you ain't had no dough beforeSo you tried and lied to drain my fameThis ain't a game, yo, you know my nameForget all the MC's who like to mingleYo baby, let me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]When you first walked in, I ain't know what to thinkYou grabbed the microphone like your {shit} don't stinkAnd tried to run down that; I can't get over that{bullshit} you were sayin - you call that a battle rap?How you gonna go against an army with a handgun?I'm Cool J, yo you don't understand, sonI'm a legend, on top of that I'm livinNow you look stupid like that {bitch} Ms. GivensWhoever geesed you up; nah, how should I say it?Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play itCause man, YO, I feel for you brotherI'm a baaaaaad... (Word to my mother!)Takin out suckers while the ladies puckerand rollin over {niggaz} like a redneck truckerInnovatin, devastatin, and dope on a single, nowLemme see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]Yeah baby, you know what I mean?You like be jinglin crazy, word(yeah yeah yeah)All over this funky beatYou be like jinglin, and your earrings be jinglinand shakin all over the place and all (mm-hmm)It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatImean?The way you be jinglin, worrrrrrd[Chorus][LL Cool J]Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as meYour grip's too weak, you can't hold it, BYou can dream of makin progress and gettin this nicebut when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop ViceI serve to curbs, I never swerve I'm superbEvery word you heard played tricks on your nervesYou played your hand, lost track of your planWhen I show up, I blow up, end of story, my manI'm a play you like a poker chip, that's what you getI bet your fret, sweat, and regret you metthe titan of fightin, excitin when writin, you triflin toy-boyI gotta enlighten, so start bitinYou know you can't create and get mean like thiswhen I'm on the court, G, it's strictly SWISSSSHHHH!When it's all over, said and done, my friendthey say, "That {bad motherfucker} just scored again"So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shopHere's your token back, you're gettin off at the next stopI'ma deliver and give a speech with vigorI drink some Olde E and start waxin {niggaz}[Chorus 2X]

Author: kailamj
Keywords: LL Cool Jingling Bells
Added: September 1, 2008

LL Cool J Jingling Bells

[Chorus: LL Cool J and girl (repeat 4X)](They're jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby[LL Cool J]They call me Uncle L, Future of the FunkRecords I recorded minus all the junkPeople spread gossip and believe what they mustwhile I slam dunk {fags} and make em bite the dustA minute is needed to make a phony roni bleedand put him in a bucket like it's chicken feedCheck out the - pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'alland I'ma dust you off and dust you off twiceYou never heard this so observant all hysterical fan--natics of the Asiatic miracle manProminent, dominant, McCoy and I'm RealIf you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feelcause he's so-so, I got the instinctThey call me Deputy Dog, now put your {ass} in the clinkInnovating, devestating, and dope on the single nowlet me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and {fucked} youThat {shit} you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude youno good {niggaboo} tryin to baseHow we livin Holmes? Get out my face!I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fallI rise, suprise, and I advise you allto stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubtMy skill'll get ill, I turn the mother outI'm top-notch, you're still playin hop-scotchNow I'ma do ya while the party people watchYou're real funny, you really try to go for yoursBut I know why: you ain't had no dough beforeSo you tried and lied to drain my fameThis ain't a game, yo, you know my nameForget all the MC's who like to mingleYo baby, let me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]When you first walked in, I ain't know what to thinkYou grabbed the microphone like your {shit} don't stinkAnd tried to run down that; I can't get over that{bullshit} you were sayin - you call that a battle rap?How you gonna go against an army with a handgun?I'm Cool J, yo you don't understand, sonI'm a legend, on top of that I'm livinNow you look stupid like that {bitch} Ms. GivensWhoever geesed you up; nah, how should I say it?Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play itCause man, YO, I feel for you brotherI'm a baaaaaad... (Word to my mother!)Takin out suckers while the ladies puckerand rollin over {niggaz} like a redneck truckerInnovatin, devastatin, and dope on a single, nowLemme see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]Yeah baby, you know what I mean?You like be jinglin crazy, word(yeah yeah yeah)All over this funky beatYou be like jinglin, and your earrings be jinglinand shakin all over the place and all (mm-hmm)It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatImean?The way you be jinglin, worrrrrrd[Chorus][LL Cool J]Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as meYour grip's too weak, you can't hold it, BYou can dream of makin progress and gettin this nicebut when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop ViceI serve to curbs, I never swerve I'm superbEvery word you heard played tricks on your nervesYou played your hand, lost track of your planWhen I show up, I blow up, end of story, my manI'm a play you like a poker chip, that's what you getI bet your fret, sweat, and regret you metthe titan of fightin, excitin when writin, you triflin toy-boyI gotta enlighten, so start bitinYou know you can't create and get mean like thiswhen I'm on the court, G, it's strictly SWISSSSHHHH!When it's all over, said and done, my friendthey say, "That {bad motherfucker} just scored again"So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shopHere's your token back, you're gettin off at the next stopI'ma deliver and give a speech with vigorI drink some Olde E and start waxin {niggaz}[Chorus 2X]

Author: kailamj
Keywords: LL Cool Jingling Bells
Added: September 1, 2008

LL Cool J Jingling Bells

[Chorus: LL Cool J and girl (repeat 4X)](They're jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby[LL Cool J]They call me Uncle L, Future of the FunkRecords I recorded minus all the junkPeople spread gossip and believe what they mustwhile I slam dunk {fags} and make em bite the dustA minute is needed to make a phony roni bleedand put him in a bucket like it's chicken feedCheck out the - pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'alland I'ma dust you off and dust you off twiceYou never heard this so observant all hysterical fan--natics of the Asiatic miracle manProminent, dominant, McCoy and I'm RealIf you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feelcause he's so-so, I got the instinctThey call me Deputy Dog, now put your {ass} in the clinkInnovating, devestating, and dope on the single nowlet me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and {fucked} youThat {shit} you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude youno good {niggaboo} tryin to baseHow we livin Holmes? Get out my face!I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fallI rise, suprise, and I advise you allto stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubtMy skill'll get ill, I turn the mother outI'm top-notch, you're still playin hop-scotchNow I'ma do ya while the party people watchYou're real funny, you really try to go for yoursBut I know why: you ain't had no dough beforeSo you tried and lied to drain my fameThis ain't a game, yo, you know my nameForget all the MC's who like to mingleYo baby, let me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]When you first walked in, I ain't know what to thinkYou grabbed the microphone like your {shit} don't stinkAnd tried to run down that; I can't get over that{bullshit} you were sayin - you call that a battle rap?How you gonna go against an army with a handgun?I'm Cool J, yo you don't understand, sonI'm a legend, on top of that I'm livinNow you look stupid like that {bitch} Ms. GivensWhoever geesed you up; nah, how should I say it?Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play itCause man, YO, I feel for you brotherI'm a baaaaaad... (Word to my mother!)Takin out suckers while the ladies puckerand rollin over {niggaz} like a redneck truckerInnovatin, devastatin, and dope on a single, nowLemme see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]Yeah baby, you know what I mean?You like be jinglin crazy, word(yeah yeah yeah)All over this funky beatYou be like jinglin, and your earrings be jinglinand shakin all over the place and all (mm-hmm)It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatImean?The way you be jinglin, worrrrrrd[Chorus][LL Cool J]Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as meYour grip's too weak, you can't hold it, BYou can dream of makin progress and gettin this nicebut when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop ViceI serve to curbs, I never swerve I'm superbEvery word you heard played tricks on your nervesYou played your hand, lost track of your planWhen I show up, I blow up, end of story, my manI'm a play you like a poker chip, that's what you getI bet your fret, sweat, and regret you metthe titan of fightin, excitin when writin, you triflin toy-boyI gotta enlighten, so start bitinYou know you can't create and get mean like thiswhen I'm on the court, G, it's strictly SWISSSSHHHH!When it's all over, said and done, my friendthey say, "That {bad motherfucker} just scored again"So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shopHere's your token back, you're gettin off at the next stopI'ma deliver and give a speech with vigorI drink some Olde E and start waxin {niggaz}[Chorus 2X]

Author: kailamj
Keywords: LL Cool Jingling Bells
Added: September 1, 2008

LL Cool J Jingling Bells

[Chorus: LL Cool J and girl (repeat 4X)](They're jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby[LL Cool J]They call me Uncle L, Future of the FunkRecords I recorded minus all the junkPeople spread gossip and believe what they mustwhile I slam dunk {fags} and make em bite the dustA minute is needed to make a phony roni bleedand put him in a bucket like it's chicken feedCheck out the - pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'alland I'ma dust you off and dust you off twiceYou never heard this so observant all hysterical fan--natics of the Asiatic miracle manProminent, dominant, McCoy and I'm RealIf you're another brother's fan? Forget how you feelcause he's so-so, I got the instinctThey call me Deputy Dog, now put your {ass} in the clinkInnovating, devestating, and dope on the single nowlet me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and {fucked} youThat {shit} you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude youno good {niggaboo} tryin to baseHow we livin Holmes? Get out my face!I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fallI rise, suprise, and I advise you allto stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubtMy skill'll get ill, I turn the mother outI'm top-notch, you're still playin hop-scotchNow I'ma do ya while the party people watchYou're real funny, you really try to go for yoursBut I know why: you ain't had no dough beforeSo you tried and lied to drain my fameThis ain't a game, yo, you know my nameForget all the MC's who like to mingleYo baby, let me see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]When you first walked in, I ain't know what to thinkYou grabbed the microphone like your {shit} don't stinkAnd tried to run down that; I can't get over that{bullshit} you were sayin - you call that a battle rap?How you gonna go against an army with a handgun?I'm Cool J, yo you don't understand, sonI'm a legend, on top of that I'm livinNow you look stupid like that {bitch} Ms. GivensWhoever geesed you up; nah, how should I say it?Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play itCause man, YO, I feel for you brotherI'm a baaaaaad... (Word to my mother!)Takin out suckers while the ladies puckerand rollin over {niggaz} like a redneck truckerInnovatin, devastatin, and dope on a single, nowLemme see your earrings jingle[Chorus][LL Cool J]Yeah baby, you know what I mean?You like be jinglin crazy, word(yeah yeah yeah)All over this funky beatYou be like jinglin, and your earrings be jinglinand shakin all over the place and all (mm-hmm)It's like real, it's real wild to me honey yaknahwhatImean?The way you be jinglin, worrrrrrd[Chorus][LL Cool J]Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as meYour grip's too weak, you can't hold it, BYou can dream of makin progress and gettin this nicebut when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop ViceI serve to curbs, I never swerve I'm superbEvery word you heard played tricks on your nervesYou played your hand, lost track of your planWhen I show up, I blow up, end of story, my manI'm a play you like a poker chip, that's what you getI bet your fret, sweat, and regret you metthe titan of fightin, excitin when writin, you triflin toy-boyI gotta enlighten, so start bitinYou know you can't create and get mean like thiswhen I'm on the court, G, it's strictly SWISSSSHHHH!When it's all over, said and done, my friendthey say, "That {bad motherfucker} just scored again"So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shopHere's your token back, you're gettin off at the next stopI'ma deliver and give a speech with vigorI drink some Olde E and start waxin {niggaz}[Chorus 2X]

Author: kailamj
Keywords: LL Cool Jingling Bells
Added: September 1, 2008

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