I like a girl to look relaxed. Tight jeans and rock t-shirts are cute!
quote by Devon Werkheiser
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Rocker Girl
I went downtown just to see
If there was a rocker boy made for me.
Tight pants and long brown permed hair.
Preferably zebra striped underwear.
Hes gonna rock my world.
Be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
I love the way that he gives all the guys shiners
cause it sort of matches my blue eyeliner.
Hes so tough, hes so cute, hes a regular dream.
He looks so good in his acid washed denim jeans.
Hes gonna rock my world
Be his rocker girl.
He will know all the good movies.
Hell know just how to rock it to me.
Hell be so romantic and that
Hell know every word to spinal tap.
And Ill be his rocker girl... 2 3 4.
If he was russian, he would be the kremlin.
If he was a rock star, he would be led zeppelin.
If he was a month he would be oh say may or june.
If he was underwear he would be fruit of the loom.
Hes gonna rock my world
Be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
Gonna be his rocker girl.
song performed by by Jewel
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Intermission I
Dang, girlie look pretty fly in those
Jeans right there, those tight jeans
Huh, girlie looks very wrong
Um, real nasty stank
Cootie cutters...
Ya know what Im talkin about
She needs a case of ho remover
This aint one cute behind
Chorus:
Ho remover
Just a sprinkle a day
Wipes your ho fate away
Has your ho been sprinkled today
She can be my ho any day...
song performed by by TLC
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What It Feels Like For A Girl
(Spoken:)
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
'Cause it's OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you'd love to know what it's like
Wouldn't you
What it feels like for a girl
Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy
song performed by by Madonna from Music
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You Look Cute Today
Darling daughter, when on the phone,
I usually say, 'You look cute today.'
Bet you're wondering all on your own,
'Without seeing me, there’s no way.'
'Hair's a mess; no make-up in sight;
These jeans have seen a better day.
I can't be cute. That's not right.
What a thing for dear dad to say.'
Maybe I'm thinking how cute you were
At one, ten, twenty and more…
Sweet and kind with a beautiful mind
And a countenance for all to adore.
Even on the phone or when I'm alone,
I'm right each time I say that
I love you and miss you
And have no doubt that…
You look cute today!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Hey Little Girl
(words & music by joy byers)
Hey little girl, you sure are cute to me
Come up a little closer, so I can see
Hold it baby now stay right where you are
Hey little girl you oughta be a movie star
All right...
Hey little girl, come on and dance with me
Youre about the cutest thing I ever did see
Hey little girl, Id like to take you home
Come on, come on, come on I want you for my very own
All right...hoo!...hoo!..
Hey little girl, you better hang on tight
A-wont you swing it to the left, and shake it to the right
Hey little girl, you know your lookin fine
Get ready honey lets go just-a one more time
All right...hoo!...hoo!
All right, all right all right....hoo!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Baby Doll
Baby girl
I love you so
Baby girl
Please don't go
Baby girl;
That's who I am to you
A little doll
You take great care of
You brush the hair
Back off my face
Look in my eyes
And see grace
You see me as beauty
Out of all the dolls you chose me
Your little baby doll
Whom you love
Your little baby girl
That's who I'll be
Waiting here for you
Till you want me
Your baby girl
As cute as can be
I'll be your friend
Tell you anything
For now I'll sit on my shelf
Quiet and relaxed
But one day you'll open my box
And wonder what you thought
Baby girl I'll always be
In that line waiting, waiting
For the chance when I'm your baby girl
Someday the one you love will be me
poem by Rose Marie Cook
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Girls can wear jeans, cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots, 'cause it's okay to be a boy, but for a boy to look like a girl is degrading.
quote by Charlotte Gainsbourg
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Hold On
Hold on, girl, ooh, girl, hold on.
Girl, lets rock around the clock, we can dance and never stop.
Come on, girl, just hold on tight, I know you wanna rock tonight.
Through the night into the day we could chase our blues away,
So grab a hold, dont lose control, I really know you got the soul.
Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on.
Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on.
Girl, the feelings in the air, dont you know, its everywhere.
Everywhere around the block people dance until they just cant stop.
Through the night....
Hold on, girl, hold on, ooh, girl, hold on (repeat & fade)
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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I'm into a casual-dressing girl: blue jeans and a tank top is super sexy. But the sexiest thing on a girl - when I see it I'm like, oh my God - is these little tight boxers. Don't get me wrong, g-strings are fine, but those cover a little, to where it's just enough.
quote by Jensen Ackles
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Lookism
Black hair,
Blonde hair,
Brown hair,
And blue,
Earrings,
And nose rings,
And belly rings too,
Skinny jeans,
Baggy jeans,
Purple checkered and
Colored jeans too.
Looks and more looks
Are everywhere you look.
Their on TV
And in real life.
They are in church
And on the street.
We’re always concerned with our looks cuz they are all around.
They define
Loser
And punk
To preppy and
Rich.
What you look like describes your personality.
But why?
If you where tight jeans why must you be skater?
Of if you wear your hair black,
Why must you be punk or Goth?
It is all just in our heads,
You can wear tight jeans and be Goth,
Or black hair and be prep,
Why are looks so defining?
Because we make them so.
Why do people do this?
Hell if I know.
It is all just a mirage.
None of its real.
So why are looks such a big deal?
Why do we try and make believe,
If you look like that then you must be this?
There is no point to this strange behavior.
So lets stop this lookism and just get to someone despite how they look.
poem by BlackXWhiteFeathers Raven Mendez
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My Broken Dream
I always had a sweet dream
A cute dream of being loved by a beautiful and cute girl
Slowly, I am getting older and older
When will I find the love of my life?
Is she even present in this world
Does such a girl exist?
As I love being in love
Although, love I do not have
Actually, I can never have love
Since, no girl wants to be in love with a nobody like me
All that I have managed to do, is to be a loser
Achieve I could nothing, not even love of a cute girl.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Rock Bottom
I cant wait a day
I dont care what you say
Oh yeah, you got to pay
When you hit rock bottom
And youre there to stay
Sometimes late at night
I want to hold you tight
Oh no, you got to pay
Girl, you hit rock bottom
And youre there to stay
Rock bottom
Girl, you know you oughta treat me good
Rock bottom
Oh, you never treat me like you should
Hard times got me down
Good times aint around
Now I got the mind to say
Girl, you hit rock bottom
And youre there to stay
Rock bottom
Girl, you know you oughta treat me good
Rock bottom
Yeah, you never treat me like you should
Rock bottom
Girl, you know you oughta treat me good
Rock bottom
Yeah, you never treat me like you should
Rock bottom
Rock bottom, ow
song performed by by Kiss
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The Blue Jeans I Remember
the blue jeans i remember
after a very cold season
in that coconut farm
tight blue jeans
smelling my swelling
legs
and dirty with saline
taste
unwashed in the corner
of my room
i always see your
warm hands
sliding
inside them
damn blue jeans
spare my sanity!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Back in the day, a pair of tight jeans was enough to earn a girl a bad reputation. Now slutty has gone Main Street.
quote by Linda Chavez
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Im One
Every year is the same
Every year is the same
And I feel it again,
And I feel it again,
Im a loser - no chance to win.
Im a loser - no chance to win.
Leaves start falling,
Leaves start falling,
Come down is calling,
Come down is calling,
Loneliness starts sinking in.
Loneliness starts sinking in.
But Im one.
But Im one.
I am one.
I am one.
And I can see
And I can see
That this is me,
That this is me,
And I will be,
And I will be,
Youll all see
Youll all see
Im the one.
Im the one.
Where do you get
Where do you get
Those blue blue jeans?
Those blue blue jeans?
Faded patched secret so tight.
Faded patched secret so tight.
Where do you get
Where do you get
That walk oh so lean?
That walk oh so lean?
Your shoes and your shirts
Your shoes and your shirts
All just right.
All just right.
But Im one etc.
But Im one etc.
I got a gibson
I got a gibson
Without a case
Without a case
But I cant get that even tanned look on my face.
But I cant get that even tanned look on my face.
Ill fitting clothes
Ill fitting clothes
I blend in the crowd,
I blend in the crowd,
Fingers so clumsy
Fingers so clumsy
Voice too loud.
Voice too loud.
But Im one.
But Im one.
song performed by by Who
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Rock Hard
Hot lover, turn up the heat
I want your sugar, girl your love tastes so sweet
I feel a fire burnin' under me
I've got a hunger that you love's gotta feed
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just rights
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
I'm under a physical spell
I'm a prisoner and your love is my cell
Once i get started i can't stop
I can't cool down 'cause this love is so hot
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's
Rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
All night, all night, yeah, all night, hey
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's
Rock hard, baby all night
song performed by by Kiss
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(You Make Me) Rock Hard
Hot lover, turn up the heat
I want your sugar, girl your love tastes so sweet
I feel a fire burnin' under me
I've got a hunger that you love's gotta feed
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just rights
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
I'm under a physical spell
I'm a prisoner and your love is my cell
Once I get started I can't stop
I can't cool down 'cause this love is so hot
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
You make me sweat, you turn me 'round
You get me up, you never let me down
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's
Rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby all night
All night, all night, yeah, all night, hey
You make me rock hard, baby all night
Love's like a glove and it fits just right
You make me rock hard, so baby hold tight
Come on baby, let's rock hard, baby let's
Rock hard, baby all night
song performed by by Kiss
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She Won't Swallow It
Warning-Sexual content! May not be suitable for all readers!
Parody of the classic song from the film of the same name The Girl Can't Help It
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She walks by, got mine standing at attention
Tight inside of my jeans
Still...
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She winks her eye, flirts with me so outragous and naughty
Gets me so damn horny
Only to burn me like toast
Cos no matter how often I ask
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She' s got me turned on the most
Yet even if I got down tonight on my knees
I think I know still what her answer would be
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
The girl won't swallow it
Won't get down on her knees
Not even once just to see if she would like it
Oh yeah
Sad but true
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
And even when I beg her pretty please
A horny boyfriend down on his knees
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She won't even pretend to mess around with it
In the dark or in the sun
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
If I give her some good old fashion lovin' way down there
Then should't she do the same for me?
The girl won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Always makes me feel so damn bad just for askin'
Just like a dirty old grandpa instead of the young kinky 21 that I am
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
The girl won't swallow it
Won't get down on her knees
Not even once just to see if she would like it
Oh yeah
Sad but true
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
And even when I beg her pretty please
A horny boyfriend down on his knees
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She walks by, got my manhood locked up tight in a vise
As I pant and moan for that little something
That little something more that she just won't give
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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We are the future
We are the future
with our spikes and chains,
our baggy pants,
And unused brains
We are the future
With our belly shirts,
Hooker boots,
In mini skirts
We are the future
with our torn up jeans,
our rude t-shirts,
Wearing diamond rings
We are the future
With our high dollar clothes,
our rap music,
Pink polished toes
We are the future
And our parents hope and pray
That we'll all grow out
Of this someday
poem by Kansas Johnson
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A Personal History and Mythology of Blue Jeans
In the old movies,
The women wore
Skirts and dresses.
Marilyn Monroe,
In “River of No Return”,
Had on tight blue jeans.
Mom wore dresses.
(Did women have legs,
Or were they
Like mermaids under there?
And why did they leave
a toilet full of blood, sometimes?)
In the mid ‘50s
She got some tight pants,
With green, vertical lines
And some kind of flower pattern.
She had legs, and an ass.
(toosie, she'd taught us to call it,
A word that sounds like a cushion.)
I felt embarrassed when she wore them.
Then she got a denim skirt.
“It looks like blue jeans! ”
Said my brother Fred.
It did, with stitched, white
Pockets on the rear.
I felt I’d die, that eyes,
My own included,
Would rivet on Mother’s ass.
Blue jeans were for boys.
(Our mythologies, they say,
Determine how we dress—
In this case, how our parents
Dressed us, after the War,
In cities and in suburbs,
Little cowboys everywhere,
Kicking soccer balls
And sliding slides,
Who’d never plowed a field
Or herded cows.
I fantasized of boys, back then,
For blue jeans x-rayed bodies
With their pockets
And their rivets
And their stitches.
“This is beyond
Naked, ” I’d say to myself,
Wondering “Why isn’t it
Against the law? ”
Of course, I never asked aloud.)
And then, in junior high,
One shapely girl
started wearing
Tight blue jeans.
She found the secret first.
(Maybe she’d seen
“River of No Return”.)
Today, half the women
Who walk into the coffee shop
Are clad in that blue intrigue.
After 40 years of contemplation,
My mind still cannot penetrate
The intrigue and the mystery
Or dethrone the mythology
Of those streamlined bodies
That help to bring my world alive,
though clothed
In its illusions.