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To: COUNTrecount; aculeus; dighton; seenenuf; flaglady47
I know a dark secluded place
A place where no one knows your face
A glass of wine, a fast embrace
It's called......Ted's D.C. Hideaway.....Ole !

All you see are silhouettes
And all you smell are cigarettes
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Ted's D.C. Hideaway.....Ole !

At the Golden Fingerbowl or any place you go
You can meet your Uncle Max and everyone you know
But if it's a Waitress Sandwich you are thinking of
You will be free.....like Kenned-y
To feel the love

Just knock three times and whisper low
That you and I were sent by Joe
Then strike a match and you will know
You're in Ted's D.C. Hideway.....Ole !

( ooohh yeah!
move over here a little closer
mmmmmm
ahhhhhh.....
OLE ! )

Leni

35 posted on 06/22/2007 5:07:26 AM PDT by MinuteGal (Don't give up the ship. Keep phoning & emailing. Remember, we lost the Alamo!)
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To: MinuteGal
He would check the "escape rooms" before lunch to make sure they were stocked with wine and cocktail glasses, ice, fresh flowers and whatever else he thought senators wanted or needed.

Hernando was a sucker. Real scoundrels let the taxpayers pay. OLE!

37 posted on 06/22/2007 8:13:39 AM PDT by aculeus
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