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Premium Member Temptations

Temptations

Is it just my imagination runnin’
away with me or,
is my girl really leavin’ me.
I need her to stay and I’m
not too proud to beg to keep
her from goin’ out that door.

Premium Member Motown Usa

Many things one could say
Music from back in the day
Vintage showing the way
Soft and Mellow
Look at that Lady and Fella
Love songs putting romance in a hypnotizing trance
Dancing close
Setting the mood
The listen smooth
Music songs with everything to prove
Downtown to Uptown
Dance floors people were found
Soul feet
Soul Brother and Sister
Dancing through the rhythm making one’s date unique
Motown feeling
Totally genuine
Music appreciation and kind
The find
Putting time in one’s hands
Eyes on the female in the dancing crave
Hearts that couldn’t resist in behave
The Man wasn’t alone when Motown made the music full blown
Get down with a get up
No one did like Motown
The blend with no end
 Motown wasn’t a pretend
The more the better
Motown with an enter
Motown dance
Every chance
Motown way
Rhythm on target in ok

Tower of Power Still a Young Man

You’re still a young man


tower of power 
was the band
for me
back in the day

the greatest funk band 
of all time
proudly East Bay Grease
multi-racial, multi-cultural

great horn section 
of all
they did it right

and their best song
You’re still a young man
was the best make out song
of all time

best song to slow dance
with a potential lover
at a party

best love song 
of the 70’s
and I still recall it

and all the woman
i danced to the song
with back in the day

and I still feel
that I am still a young man
with the love of my life
playing the song 
of my life


Premium Member Motown

motown
soul of a
restless decade



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Premium Member Motown 1

Marvin Gaye.
Man, he sings those songs that way,
bringing a tear to your eye,
and laughter too,
it makes you shake your head 
and say       How Sweet It Is - - -
To Be Loved By You !!!!!!

I’ve had his 17 best hits out for two 
weeks, playing, and it doesn’t get old.

Mar 26 2012 cgh

Motown - My Home Town

My name is Loreen Parke and I’m from  Detroit City.  
I’m quick.    My Mom calls me   ‘Slick’     
My  friends say I’m Witty.   
No wants.  No warrants.  No priors. 
No  dirty deals.  Strictly cash buyers.  
I’m  a very busy woman with no time to waste. 
I’ve got  Big Dreams,  High Hopes  &  Expensive Taste.   
Think slow. Talk fast.  
My connections are tight.
My options  are vast.    
Just  like the ‘Kid’    I’ve  got  my  ‘ghetto pass.’     
I grew up here.  This is my home town. 
These are the blocks that I’ve been around.
Don’t think you can show up and start changing the rules on my play ground. 
That won't fly. The  bottom of the  Detroit River is where you’ll be found. 
This is Detroit. The Motor City. The One and Only Motown.
This is where I grew up. This is my Home Town.


Loreen Parke
May 22nd,  2004


Motown

The super Supremes, are just one of the groups
Of Motown stars singing their style.
And do not forget the tempting Temptations
Who stayed on the top for awhile.
While The Supremes and Temps had various hits
And fans of intense devotion,
T`was Smokey who performed my favorite Mo-tune;
My pick—Second that Emotion.
We musn`t forget Gladys Knight and the Pips,
Or the grooving of Stevie Wonder.
The dancing and costumes that were The Four Tops—
The crowds applause sounded like thunder.
Time will remember the Bubblegum craze and
The Disco, with the silver ball.
And I know that history will certainly show
Motown`s one of the best of them all.

When Motown Died Once More

(In Memory of the late, Marvin Gaye)

It was April of Nineteen Eighty-four
When We lost the Man, We did adore
Aine life funny;Our not knowing, what's in store
At least, the One he lived, was far from a bore
Cause he had hit Albums, by the score
But, for what he stood, meant So much more
Since he, about being REAL, opened up the door
Capturing the true Essence of being Black and Poor
Sending across a MESSAGE about Humanity and War
Yet, the Magic lies behind how he derived at the core
Ole Marvin, had a way of making Us to him, lure
How tragic, about his being shot dead to the floor
Although, apart of him remains on Lake Michigan's shore
And, if We listen closely at the waves, We can Still hear him, ROAR!!!!

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