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Mere is the first live album by Norwegian rock band deLillos.
The mere (Māori pronunciation: [ˈmɛrɛ]) is a type of short, broad-bladed weapon in the shape of an enlarged tear drop. It was used to strike/jab an opponent in the body or the head (it is misleading to call it a club as described by early visitors to New Zealand) (patu), usually made from Nephrite jade (Pounamu or greenstone). A mere is one of the traditional, close combat, one-handed weapons of the indigenous Māori, of New Zealand and a symbol of chieftainship.
The Mere is a spatulate, leaf shaped, form of short club. It has a broad, rounded apex that narrows to form a handle, terminating in a butt or heel (reke), marked by several grooves. Mere have two convex, almost flat sides and a rounded top. The top of the mere was ground to a sharp edge, extending down both sides of the weapon.
Generally, short clubs had holes carved or drilled through the butt end of the handle, allowing a wrist cord (tau or patui) made of plaited New Zealand flax, or Polynesian dog skin, to be passed through and attached to the wielder's wrist. Passing the wrist cord over the thumb and around the hand prevented the club from slipping during use.
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
Label me mr. wrong
Label me mr. wrong
Label me mr. wrong
... just don't come along,
I knew that thing was right,
Take yours and run, uh yeah
Your love... trying to come up and... me
Or...
Once... always to be
And on a while, on a while
I knew it, was real
The way you make me feel, uh
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
Label me mr. wrong
Label me mr. wrong
Label me mr. wrong
... just don't come along,
I knew that thing was right,
I'm gonna take yours and run, uh yeah
That... just feeling I was wrong
I was just a teenager in love, yes I was
And I feared this will never come along
But now it's here and it won't let me go
The way you making me feel, uh, yeah
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
Loving you girl was wrong
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
Ain't letting you go, ain't letting you go
From this day on call me mr. wrong,
Cause I am nowhere, cause I am nowhere
Ain't letting you go, ain't letting you go
No all I'm trying to come up... or... happy all long
... to be, but on a while, on a while, I knew it...
Make me make me feel in love with you girl