A little bit of powder and a little bit of paint make a woman look like what she ain't.
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Woman Is The Nigger Of The World
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is, think about it.
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Think about it, do something about it.
We make her paint her face and dance,
If she wont be a slave and say that she dont love us.
If shes real, we say shes tryin to be a man,
While puttin her down we pretend that shes above us.
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Woman is the slave of the slaves,
Oh yeah, better scream about it, yeah!
We make her bear and raise our children,
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen.
We tell her home is the only place she should be,
Then we complain that shes too unworldly to be our friend.
Oh, woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Oh, woman is the slave to the slave,
Yeah, all right.
Hit it!
We insult her evry day on tv,
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence.
When shes young, we kill her will to be free,
While tellin her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb.
Oh well, woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Woman is the slave to the slaves,
Yes, she is,
If you believe, wed better scream about it!
Uh, uh, uh, hey, hey.
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Woman Is The Nigger Of The World
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is, think about it.
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Think about it, do something about it.
We make her paint her face and dance,
If she wont be a slave and say that she dont love us.
If shes real, we say shes tryin to be a man,
While puttin her down we pretend that shes above us.
Woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Woman is the slave of the slaves,
Oh yeah, better scream about it, yeah!
We make her bear and raise our children,
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen.
We tell her home is the only place she should be,
Then we complain that shes too unworldly to be our friend.
Oh, woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Oh, woman is the slave to the slave,
Yeah, all right.
Hit it!
We insult her evry day on tv,
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence.
When shes young, we kill her will to be free,
While tellin her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb.
Oh well, woman is the nigger of the world,
Yes, she is,
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with.
Woman is the slave to the slaves,
Yes, she is,
If you believe, wed better scream about it!
Uh, uh, uh, hey, hey.
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance,
We make her paint her face and dance.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Woman Is The Nigger Of The World
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...think about it
Woman is the nigger of the world
Think about it...do something about it
We make her paint her face and dance
If she wont be a slave, we say that she dont love us
If shes real, we say shes trying to be a man
While putting her down, we pretend that shes above us
Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with
Woman is the slave of the slaves
Ah, yeah...better scream about it
We make her bear and raise our children
And then we leave her flat for being a fat old mother hen
We tell her home is the only place she should be
Then we complain that shes too unworldly to be our friend
Woman is the nigger of the world...yes she is
If you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yeah...alright...hit it!
We insult her every day on tv
And wonder why she has no guts or confidence
When shes young we kill her will to be free
While telling her not to be so smart we put her down for being so dumb
Woman is the nigger of the world
Yes she is...if you dont believe me, take a look at the one youre with
Woman is the slave to the slaves
Yes she is...if you believe me, you better scream about it
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
We make her paint her face and dance
song performed by by Lennon John
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Powder Blue
Powder blue, powder blue
What can ya do, shes powder blue
Powder blue, powder blue
What can ya do, shes powder blue
Ill be true (ba baa)
My powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
And ya know it
Powder blue, powder blue
The seventh sun of orion with me too
Oh powder blue, how do you do?
Come walk with me now, powder blue
Powder blue (ba baa)
Powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
And you can feel that
Powder blue, oh powder blue
Ive got this feeling, powder blue
Oh powder blue, powder blue
Its in my head for you
Ill be true (ba baa)
My powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
Bobby ogdin on the piano ... thanks, bobby
Mr. charlie mccoy, harmonica ... ah, charlie
Russ hicks, steel guitar...
And ladies & gentlemen, Id like to present: mohammed ali:
Everybody stop talking now, I tell ya....i told you, all of my critics, I told you all that I was the greatest of all time...
Now just listen...i told you today, Im still the greatest of all time...never again defeat me...never again say that Im going to be defeated...never again bet and make me an underdog, until i
Ut 50 years old. then you might get me. but I didnt dance, I didnt dance for a reason. I wanted to make him lose all his power, I kept tellin he had no punch, he couldnt hit, he swang like a
Y, hes missin, let me see you box, I hadnt start dancin yet! you cant say my legs are gone, you cant say I was tired, because what happened? I didnt dance from the second round on. I stay
The ropes. when I stay on the ropes, you think Im doin bad. but I want all boxers to put this in the page of boxing: staying on ropes is a beautiful thing with a heavyweight when you make him
T his best shot, and you know hes not hittin ya. I wouldve gave george foreman two rounds of steady punchin, because after that he was mine.
song performed by by Ween
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Powder Blue
Powder blue, powder blue
What can ya do, shes powder blue
Powder blue, powder blue
What can ya do, shes powder blue
Ill be true (ba baa)
My powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
And ya know it
Powder blue, powder blue
The seventh sun of orion with me too
Oh powder blue, how do you do?
Come walk with me now, powder blue
Powder blue (ba baa)
Powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
And you can feel that
Powder blue, oh powder blue
Ive got this feeling, powder blue
Oh powder blue, powder blue
Its in my head for you
Ill be true (ba baa)
My powder blue (powder blue)
Its all for you (ba baa)
Its all for you
Bobby ogdin on the piano ... thanks, bobby
Mr. charlie mccoy, harmonica ... ah, charlie
Russ hicks, steel guitar...
And ladies & gentlemen, Id like to present: mohammed ali:
Everybody stop talking now, I tell ya....i told you, all of my critics, I told you all that I was the greatest of all time...
Now just listen...i told you today, Im still the greatest of all time...never again defeat me...never again say that Im going to be defeated...never again bet and make me an underdog, until i
Ut 50 years old. then you might get me. but I didnt dance, I didnt dance for a reason. I wanted to make him lose all his power, I kept tellin he had no punch, he couldnt hit, he swang like a
Y, hes missin, let me see you box, I hadnt start dancin yet! you cant say my legs are gone, you cant say I was tired, because what happened? I didnt dance from the second round on. I stay
The ropes. when I stay on the ropes, you think Im doin bad. but I want all boxers to put this in the page of boxing: staying on ropes is a beautiful thing with a heavyweight when you make him
T his best shot, and you know hes not hittin ya. I wouldve gave george foreman two rounds of steady punchin, because after that he was mine.
song performed by by Ween
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Powder
I am soaked in sweat tonight
Knuckles white and you try to fight
You beg for more to get you by
I've had enough, you wonder why
Even now your body cries
And jealous adds to blind your eyes
You wonder how you stay this high
When the sails begin to die
Forever forever forever
CHORUS: Brush it up, brush it up
Take it down, take it down
Smash it up, smash it up
Falling down
Follow like a medicine
It's broken down my happy friend
I wonder if you let me in
If I'm gonna see him win
Forever get better get better
CHORUS
Powder, give me powder
If only when you're young
This power, in the powder
If only when you're young
CHORUS x 5
Powder, powder, powder, powder . . .
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Powder
I am soaked in sweat tonight
Knuckles white and you try to fight
You beg for more to get you by
I've had enough, you wonder why
Even now your body cries
And jealous adds to blind your eyes
You wonder how you stay this high
When the sails begin to die
Forever forever forever
CHORUS: Brush it up, brush it up
Take it down, take it down
Smash it up, smash it up
Falling down
Follow like a medicine
It's broken down my happy friend
I wonder if you let me in
If I'm gonna see him win
Forever get better get better
CHORUS
Powder, give me powder
If only when you're young
This power, in the powder
If only when you're young
CHORUS x 5
Powder, powder, powder, powder . . .
song performed by by Yellowcard
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I am that woman
I am the woman you cannot stand
I am the woman you cannot part
I am the woman who will f*** your brains up
I am the woman who will make you love
I am the woman who will make you so mad you’ll forget your name
I am the woman who your mother will love
I am the woman who will make your mates laugh
I am the woman who will make you speak all night
I am the woman who will make you go ballistic
I am the woman who will annoy you all the time
I am the woman who you’ll find irresistibly cute
I am the woman who will make you forget what you do
I am the woman who you’ll spend all day in bed with
I am the woman who will make passionate love like a beast
I am the woman who will get you out of control
I am the woman who will make you lose your soul
I am the woman who you will accept defeat to
I am the woman who will make you sad when I leave the room
I am the woman who will drive you crazy when we meet
I am the woman who you’ll want to sit all night and stare me sleep
I am the woman who you’ll hate and love
And I am the woman who you’ll never f***ing forget!
…and you know it’s all true….
poem by Evita Velvet
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Paint Me Down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im walking into studio
Consider strange appeal
Paint me in the home
Im brushing up on sketchbook
Designs for love unreal
Paint me in the home
Oil and skin youll need to buy it
Consider what I mean
She sinks beneath thr moving pictures
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im soaking up the surface
Conceaiving new idea
Paint me in the home
Shes oiling up her subject
But all still life is here
Paint me in the home
All the boys with framed dimension
A cover up on lust
Hell take his pain and paint it over
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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I'm A Woman
Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks
And have em on the line
You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
fore you can count from one to nine
I can slip up a great big dip up of lard from a drippings can
Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping, and be back before it melts in
The
Pan
Chorus:
Cause I'm a woman
W-o-m-a-n
Let me tell ya again
I'm a woman
W-o-m-a-n
Well I can rub and scrub till this house shines just like a dime
Feed the baby
Grease the car
Powder my nose at the same time
You know I can get all dressed up
Go out swinging with the m-a-n
Jump in bed at five
Sleep till 6
And start all over again
Repeat chorus
Well now if you come to me sick you know that I'm gonna make you well
And if you come to me all hexed up you know I'm gonna break the spell
And if you come to me hungry, you know
I'll feed ya full of my grits
And if its loving you want, I can kiss you and give you the shivering
Fits
Repeat chorus
(I'll say it again)
Well, I got a twenty dollar gold fee that says theres nothing that I
Can't do
Well I can make a dress out of feeding sacks and I can make a man out
Of you
Repeat chorus
I'm a woman
I'm a woman
I'm a woman
Yeah I'm a woman
song performed by by Reba Mcentire, music by Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller
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A ship is always referred to as ""she"" because it costs so much to keep one in paint and powder.
quote by Chester W. Nimitz
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A ship is always referred to as 'she' because it costs so much to keep one in paint and powder.
quote by Chester William Nimitz
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A Woman Knows
(chris mccarty/allen spears/john fowler)
How can you just stand there
And act like nothings wrong
You havent even kissed me
Or held me for so long
Theres no lipstick on your collar
Theres no perfume on your clothes
Theres no number on a matchbook
But a woman always knows
A woman know without asking
A woman knows whats left unsaid
A woman knows when a mans been sleeping
In someone elses bed
I dont have all the answers
And you havent left a clue
But in my heart theres just no question
Youve found somebody new
A woman know without asking
A woman knows whats left unsaid
A woman knows when a mans been sleeping
In someone elses bed
When you refuse to talk about it
In your silence my suspicion grows
You dont have to paint a picture
Somehow a woman knows
You dont have to paint a picture
Somehow a woman knows
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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White Powder Christmas
White Powder Christmas….,
Not that kind of white powder…..,
I mean the tiny pretty flakes…..,
In a little snow shower…..,
That covers the fields…..,
And blankets the trees….,
Makes it look so frosty……,
In the winter breeze……,
As we sleigh ride and laugh….,
Havin’ so much fun……,
Bells are jinglin’……,
This time of year is number one….,
White Powder Christmas…..,
It’s a White Powder Christmas….! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Her Desire for 40G
Now back when I was 28,
I met and loved a 38 –
DD!
Hmm…I never really saw her eyes…
Perhaps I never needed to –
‘Twas all about her size.
Come on, be honest,
You really show surprise?
Oh yes, the storyline:
One sunny day she said to me,
‘I need to make you happy, see,
By undergoing surgery
So you can have my guarantee
That when you see my 40G,
You’ll hit new heights of ecstasy! ’
‘Phew! ’ I drew a breath.
‘Well thank you dear, you’re very kind,
But won’t you risk me going blind?
If one of those should catch my eye,
I’m sure to wave them both goodbye;
And after all, you’re rather tall –
With extra weight you’ll likely fall;
Forwards, I should clarify.
Hmm…we’re back again to my poor eye.’
‘It’s all about your precious sight! ’
She screamed at me with all her might,
‘I only want to make you proud
And me to stand out in the crowd.’
‘You do already stand right out!
Any more, then there’s no doubt
You might as well just poke me blind,
So in the streets I’ll tag behind,
Unaware of all the fuss,
Especially when on the bus –
Assuming you could squeeze on board…
Hmm…at least I know I’ll be ignored…
Okay – go get them done.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Paint my eyes in flowers
paint my hands in dragons
paint my back in windings
paint my arms in lightening
paint my neck in anks
my forehead intricate lines
paint my shoulder butterflies
paint my heart in henna
in henna of red in henna of black
body paint my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Powder cake
Im a powder cake
About to crumble
About to go to crums
About to blow
Im like a resembelence
Of a powder cake
Weak and feeble
Im like ice
Waiting to melt
My feelings frozen.
Im a powder cake
aiting to explode
Im lonely and trapped
Depression rules my life.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Just Be A Woman
You ask me
How should I be to you ?
You ask me
To tell you what to do
You ask me
How can I make it through ?
You want me
But don't know what to do
And I just want you to
Be true
Just be a woman
Just be a woman
You ask me
How can I make you smile ?
You ask me
How can I make it right ?
But darling
Just take a look inside
The answers are within your own mind
And I just want you to be you
Just be a woman
That's all you got to do
Just be a woman
Just be a woman
Do what you got to do
Just be a woman
That's all you got to do
Just be a woman
That's all I got to say
Just be a woman
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Are You Gonna Go My Way
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Paint body art beautiful
her majesty the hand
with nail graffiti polish
pain in henna red
paint in henna black
paint paint my heart
paint body art faithful
faithful to the strokes
paint in strokes divine
paint in strokes of red
paint in strokes of black
paint paint my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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