James B. Wright

James B. Wright

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Last Minute Love Song

Written By: James B. Wright

Last Minute Love Song

I know that you are leaving.
I know I have to stay.
You always know the words I use.
But I'll say them anyway.

I'll keep the home fires burning.
You call us when you can.
I'll save the Love You's for last.
As I'm letting go of your hand.

Here's a last minute love song,
I'm making up as I go.
And before you board that airplane,
There's something you should know.
I'll always be here for you,
I hope you know that's true.
My daily prayers I offer up,
May they make their way to you.
Here's my last minute love song.

I see the scenes on TV,
I don't know how much is true.
It's pretty hard for us back here,
I can't imagine what it's like for you.

I understand the things you do,
So that people might be free.
I guess to want you by my side's,
The selfish part of me.

Here's a last minute love song,
I'm making up as I go.
And before you board that airplane,
There's something you should know.
I'll always be here for you,
I hope you know that's true.
My daily prayers I offer up,
May they make their way to you.
Here's my last minute love song.

As I lay me down to sleep,
There's one more prayer that I must keep.
Lord, please watch over them.

Everyone seems so anxious,
As we wait here at the gate.
More than once you hear them say,
Please, God, don't be late.

All at once a shout goes up,
As the planes come into view.
Now there is no last goodbye,
Just one more I love you.

Here's a last minute love song,
I'm making up as I go.
And before you board that airplane,
There's something you should know.
I'll always be here for you,
I hope you know that's true.
My daily prayers I offer up,
May they make their way to you.
Here's my last minute love song.

IQ

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Pop/Top 40 category )

Hey you,
You're the one,
That caused my world to come undone.
And I know,
That you,
Are so shy about your IQ.
Oh baby,
It doesn't matter if it's high or low.
And I think you should know.
That I want you,
More that anything.
And I need you,
Like the air I breathe.
I think I'm falling in love with you,
So it don't matter 'bout your IQ.
I like you,
Just the way,
you are. I like the things that you say.
To me,
when we,
are together. Baby can't you see.
That I don't care about your GPA.
It's not about all those things per se.
Cause I want you,
More that anything.
And I need you,
Like the air I breathe.
I think I'm falling in love with you,
So it don't matter 'bout your IQ.
And I want you,
More that anything.
And I need you,
Like the air I breathe.
I know I've fallen in love with you,
And it doesn't matter 'bout your IQ !

To Praise You

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Gospel/Christian category )

I just can't seem to praise You now.
I guess I need You to show me how.
Won't You open up my eyes.
I need to hear Your Voice again.
I'll open up and let You in.
Please Lord hear my cries.
Hallelujah.
Means praise to Jehovah.
I sing praise to Your Name,
Let the whole world exclaim,
Hallelujah.
It seems that life is one big test.
That's why You gave your very best.
Father, help me be that bold.
To praise You in the midst of fire.
In trials may I lift You higher.
That I may come forth as gold.
Hallelujah.
Means praise to Jehovah.
I sing praise to Your Name,
Let the whole world exclaim,
Hallelujah.
Oh, Hallelujah.
Means praise to Jehovah.
I sing praise to Your Name,
Let the whole world exclaim,
Hallelujah.

Slow Down

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Blues category )

Slow down.
Slow down, baby, slow down.
Slow down.
Slow down, baby, slow down.
You movin way too fast,
You got my head spinnin round and round.

Now I,
Can't remember what I said last night.
Now I,
Can't remember what I said last night.
I drank way too much,
And your dress was just a way too tight.
What did I say ?

You want me,
It's plain to see.
But I cannot be,
Your man, baby.
Come on,
Come on, baby, come on.
No I can't settle down,
Babe, I got to keep movin on.

Slow down.
Slow down, baby, slow down.
Slow down.
Won't you slow down, baby, slow down.
You movin way too fast,
You got my head spinnin round and round.

Bad Grillfriend

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Comedy/Novelty category )
( parody of Bad Girlfriend by Theory Of A Deadman )

My grillfriend's a sick maggot, my grillfriend doesn't get it.
He’s not, that hot, not a sage, too much pot.
Meet the man get a smell. That’ll make you run like hell.
Silly guy, falling down, always has to be a clown.
Smoke some grass, take a puff. Just make sure you have enough.
No one really knows if he’s here or if he’s gone.
But they’re hoping that he stays out of site.

He likes to smoke some grass, he grinds it with his feet.
He lives without a care at his parent’s luxury.
I’d like to sit him down, and tell him as a friend.
You know how he is, no doubt about it.
He’s a bad, bad grillfriend!

New bong, Cheech and Chong, bang a gong, all so wrong.
Wearing leather, home alone. You know you really should atone.
No one really knows if he’s here or if he’s gone.
They’re just hoping that he stays out of site.
Oy vey. No one really knows if he’s here or if he’s gone.
I’m just hoping that he stays out of site.

He likes to smoke some grass, he grinds it with his feet.
He lives without a care at his parent’s luxury.
I’d like to sit him down, and tell him as a friend.
You know how he is, no doubt about it
He’s a bad, bad grillfriend!

Now he pulls out his bong just to make things right.
Should we all get along and put an end to the strife? End to the strife?
My grillfriend's a sick maggot. My grillfriend doesn't get it.

He’s a hair trigger, go figure, parties getting, even bigger.
Grab a plate, have a seat. Fill your cup, rest your feet.
My friends all here they look to me, and question why beneath the tree
He’s on all fours right next to me, hikes his leg as if to pee.

He likes to smoke some grass, he grinds it with his feet.
He lives without a care at his parent’s luxury.
I’d like to sit him down, and tell him as a friend.
You know how he is, no doubt about it.
He’s a bad, bad grillfriend!
He’s a bad, bad grillfriend!
He’s a bad, bad grillfriend!

I Like My PC 2.0

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Comedy/Novelty category )

( slowly )
She never complains about the time we’re apart.
Nor the burps, nor the scratching, not even the farts.
With the touch of a finger I can get her turned on.
Or I can do it remotely with the latest cell phone.
She’s my brand new laptop, and she's easy to please.
And I don't have to beg to touch some of her keys.

She sits right on my lap when I take her to bed,
I kind of like her on top, that works better instead.
And my friends they all share her, so just let me say.
She's on all the time and ready to play.

All she needs is,
One finger that can turn her on,
Two hands that can carry her home.
She's fast and she's cheap,
And always ready to go.
But the thing I like most,
Is that she never says no.

Twelve terabytes of DDRIII.
Like all other gals, she's got a great memory.
She's got more drive space than my ex has shoes.
Quad Core, i7, CPU.

All she needs is,
One finger that can turn her on,
Two hands that can carry her home.
She's fast and she's cheap,
And always ready to go.
But the thing I like most,
Is that she never says no.

She goes down on me every once and awhile,
There's not much I can do, so I just sit back and smile.

She just needs
One finger that can turn her on,
Two hands that can carry her home.
She's fast and she's cheap,
And always ready to go.
But the thing I like most,
Is that she never says no.

( spoken as song fades )
Hey, check out that Front Side Bus!
I like my PC!
I need to schedule some downtime…….

It Has To Be Love

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Country category )

I know you want out.
That you want to move on.
I know just how you feel.
Cause this house ain't no home.

I think we both know the truth.
About what's really at stake.
I know we both realize.
What it's gonna take.

We know it has to be love.
It's gotta come from the heart.
All we have to do,
Is decide when to start.
We know it has to be love.

I hear all the time,
And I see just as much.
How people give up,
How they just lose touch.

Before they go any further,
Down that long winding road.
I think I'll step in,
And try to lighten their load.

Cause it has to be love,
It has to come from the heart.
And all we have to do,
Is decide when to start.
I know it has to be love.

For greater love hath no man,
Than if he give it for a friend.
I'll be with you 'til the end.

There once was a Man,
You may know Him too.
And I know I'm not worthy,
To loose the latch of His shoe.

How He gave up His life,
As He hung on a tree.
And out of His great love,
He set us free.

He knew it had to be love,
It has to come from the heart.
And all that we have to do,
Is decide when to start.
I know it has to be love.

The Tanzania Pizzeria

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Children's Music category )

Where can you run and jump and sing,
And watch the elephants as they swing.
The Tanzania Pizzeria !

Where can you eat the most wonderful snack,
Or go for a ride on a crocodiles back ?
The Tanzania Pizzeria !

At the Tanzania Pizzeria,
Where papa cooks, oh mama mia !
So come on by, we hope to see 'ya !
At the Tanzania Pizzeria !

There's pies and cakes and pizza of course,
And ice cream and apples for papa's red horse.
At the Tanzania Pizzeria !

You can play hide and seek with the animals there,
With a lion or a tiger or a grizzly bear.
At the Tanzania Pizzeria !

At the Tanzania Pizzeria,
Where papa cooks, oh mama mia !
So come on by, we hope to see 'ya !
At the Tanzania Pizzeria !

When the day is done and you're headed for home.
Just remember the place where the animals roam.
The Tanzania Pizzeria !
The Tanzania Pizzeria !
The Tanzania Pizzeria !

Just Right

Written By: Jim Wright

( Lyrics Only, Rock category )

Hot night, feeling right, scenery is out of sight.
Downtown, spinning round, party's going underground.
Saw her on the dance floor, knew right then I had to score.
Cause she is,

Just right for my fantasy.
One night full of ecstasy.
Too much opportunity.
Cause she was just right.

Her place, lots of space, engines' revving for a race.
Calling out, had no doubt, praying for another bout.
Saw me lying on the floor, now she's coming back for more.
Cause she is,

Just right for my fantasy.
One night full of ecstasy.
Too much opportunity.
And she is just right.

Had my head spinning round.
When she started going down.
She's the one I really need.
Zero drag and lot's of speed.

Cause she is,

Just right for my fantasy.
One night full of ecstasy.
Too much opportunity.
And she is just right.

With You

Written By: Jim Wright

Oh you,
You make life fun.
You keep my heart on the run,
When I'm with you.
( with you )
( with you )
( with you )

Oh I,
Can't get you out of my mind
Hoping I'll soon find
Myself with you.
( with you )
( with you )
( with you )

With you I'm free and I'm reckless inside.
When you hold my hand I feel so alive,
I'll always want to be there by your side.
To be with you.

So now,
You have my heart on a string,
And I would do anything,
To be with you.
( with you )
( with you )
( with you )

Let's go,
To places nobody knows,
And wherever we go,
I know I'll be with you.
( with you )
( with you )
( with you )

With you I'm free and I'm reckless inside.
When you hold my hand I feel so alive,
I'll always want to be there by your side.
To be with you.

One More Time

Written By: Jim Wright

One More Time

They've reopened the entries, just one more time,
In eternal pursuit of that one perfect rhyme.

"So send us your songs for this brand new deadline,
But you need to be sure that they get here on time."

So I sit, then I stand, then I pace on the floor.
Why can't I think of just one song more !?

Just 25 bucks is the new entry fee,
Why heck, I am thinking, that's practically free !

Then from out of the blue this thought comes to me,
Yeah, I'll send them a song, you just wait and see.

So I typed it all up and I sent it right in,
So let us just see who laughs last in the end !

As I was feeling quite proud of my song that would win,
A second thought came down like a cold winters wind.

A contest for artists and the songs that they write,
A fantabulous gesture for our struggling plight.

Could it be for more money that they truly seek,
From poor simple artists, so humble and meek.

Nah, it's the songs and the music, creativity,
We sure thank you guys there at the ISC !