I hate bumper stickers, you can't sum anything up. All you do is paint yourself in some caricaturist corner.
quote by David Cross
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Union Man
Im proud to a union man
I make those meetings when I can, yeah
I pay my dues ahead of time
When the benefits come Im last in line, yeah.
Im proud to be a union man.
Every fourth friday at 10 am
Theres a local meeting of the a f of m, yeah!
This meeting will now come to order
Is there any new business?
Yeah, I think live music are better
Bumper stickers should be issued.
What was that?
live music is better bumper stickers
Should be issued
The gentleman says
live music is better bumper stickers
Should be issued
All in favor of what he said
Signify by sayin ay
Ay!
If, however, you are opposed
Signify by saying no.
Im proud to be a union man.
song performed by by Neil Young
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We should just get somebody from the left and the right and they should all throw bumper stickers at each other and the first one to cover the other one wins.
quote by David Cross
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Bumper To Bumper
Ill beep my horn for you, bumper 2 bumper, give way Im coming through,
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper, give way Im coming through.
Driving through the city, (d)getting nitty gritty,
Looking for a place to go, ( yeah. ) girls are feeling risky, (aah)
Feelin kinda frisky, ( giggle (emma) ) come on baby let me go.
Move over, move over, youre driving me reckless, (emma)
Bumper to give me, alright youre gonna get this, (emma)
Bumper 2 bumper, bumper 2 bumper, I want t drive your body all night
I want a back seat lover, all right.
Dont do that!
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Give way Im coming through, bumper 2 bumper.
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Cant take my eyes off you, bumper 2, oh ( bumper. )
Looking but no stopping, ( stopping, (emma) ) only window shopping,
Less youve got some goods to show, dont tell us that youre dirty,
Only being flirty, tops off and down and here we go!
Ohh!
Your lover, your lover, youre driving me reckless, (emma)
Bumper to give me, alright youre gonna get this, (emma)
Bumper 2 bumper, bumper 2 bumper, I want t drive your body all night
I want a back seat lover, all right. dont do that
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Give way Im coming through, bumper 2 bumper.
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Cant take my eyes off you, bumper 2, bumper.
Bumper!
Bumper 2 bumper,
Driving into the sunshine, driving into the sunshine,
Bumper!
Driving into the sunshine, driving into the sunshine,
Driving into the sunshine.
Dont do that!
(echo off)
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Give way Im coming through, bumper 2 bumper.
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Cant take my eyes off you, bumper 2, bumper.
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Give way Im coming through, bumper 2 bumper
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Cant take my eyes off you, bumper 2 bumper.
Id give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper,
Give way Im coming through, bumper 2 bumper.
(repeat and fade last 2 lines)
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Washington DC is the only place in America where people put bumper stickers on their cars the day "after" the election.
quote by Cokie Roberts
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Supporting the troops has got to mean more than bumper stickers on pickup trucks, my friends. We need to give them what they need.
quote by Solomon Ortiz
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Sonnet: Whither Thy Art, Man?
Yes, men and women, paint their eyelashes,
And dye their hair in hues and paint their nails;
And wear head-bands, multi-colored sashes,
And paint the tortoises and shells of snails.
Some paint their bodies fully or one-half;
Some paint their country’s flag over their face;
Some look like leopards, lions, clowns that laugh;
Some tattoo pictures or paint words so base.
Some paint their naked bodies as if dressed
Or apply stickers of men, Gods or beast;
Their art on human skins looks to them best
And dance in ritual for a sumptuous feast.
The art of man has gone so crazy now,
For men paint Dogs, cats, cattle, also cow.
poem by John Celes
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Badges, Posters, Stickers, T-shirts
Me and my mate we think youre great
Some we like and some we hate
I know him Ive seen him on the adverts
Got any badges posters stickers or t-shirts
You were bloody great last time you come
I thought me ead was stuck in the bass drum
Bloody loud, me bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
So howd you get a start in show biz
My mates as good on the drums as he is
My mate thinks Im bloody cracked
Please sign my jacket on the back
All them badges made of plastic
I think theyre great, just fantastic
Im unemployed, hes still at school
He gets annoyed cause Im such a fool
You dont half sweat a lot up there
Have you got showers in here?
Youre bloody great, my bloody head hurts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
Yeah, me and my mate like ac-dc
Hot & sweaty, loud & greasy
My mom says were a pair of perverts
Got any badges posters stickers and t-shirts
Cmon mister
We hitch-hiked here in pouring rain
Now weve missed the frigging train.
Hey! can I have one of them lagers?
Thanks very much, mate. can e have one?
A-one, a-two, a-one two three four...
song performed by by Dire Straits
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Traffic Jam
Carbon monoxide
Making me choke
No a.c.
And the radios broke
Cars backed up
Far as you can see
Seems like Ive been waiting here for all eternity
Oh, and just in case youre wondering
Ill tell you where I am
Im right here (right here) right here (right here)
Stuck right here in the middle of this...
Traffic jam
I havent moved one inch from this here spot
Traffic jam
The freeways one big parking lot
Traffic jam
My radiators boiling hot
And Im stuck right here in the middle (right here in the middle)
Right here in the middle of a traffic jam
Trapped inside
My automobile
Cobwebs gowin
On the steerin wheel
Now, Im no genius
But one thing I know
I shouldnt have had that bag of bran muffins
An hour and a half ago
Yeah, and if you need to find me
Ill tell you where I am
Im right here (right here) right here (right here)
Stuck smack dab in the middle of this...
Traffic jam
I havent moved one inch from this here spot
Traffic jam
The freeways one big parking lot
Traffic jam
Well, I thought we were movin but I guess were not
cause Im stuck right here in the middle (right here in the middle)
Right here in the middle of a traffic jam
Stuck in the middle of a traffic jam
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bumper to bumper to bumper to bumper to
Bumper to bumper to bumper to bumper to
Bumper to bumper to bumper to bumper...
Yay-hey!
Theres a yuppie on a cellular phone
Im gonna puke if I here any more
Theres a motorcycle zoomin by me
Watch what happens when I open my door
Now were all goin nowhere fast
Well, I guess thats perfectly clear
I left home five hours ago
And I can still see my house from here
So if anybodys tryin to find me
Well, Ill tell you where I am
Right here (right here) right here (right here)
Stuck right here in the middle of this...
Traffic jam
I havent moved one inch from this here spot
Traffic jam
The freeways one big parking lot
Traffic jam
Now my back teeth are floatin and my nerves are shot
And Im stuck right here in the middle (right here in the middle)
Stuck right here in the middle of a traffic jam
Traffic jam... traffic jam... traffic jam... woo!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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I Hate...
I hate,
hate that I can't trust
I hate,
hate that I must lie because they'd rather believe I'm fine.
I hate,
hate who I've been.
I hate,
hate to make decisions.
I hate,
hate that I can't hate those I should.
I hate,
hate my life.
I hate,
hate that I can't die.
I hate,
hate to live in fear and hate.
I hate,
hate my uncertainty.
I hate,
hate the lies people tell me.
I hate,
hate that I believe.
I hate,
hate those that wish their lives were mine.
I hate,
hate all emotion that's mine.
I hate,
hate that I need others.
I hate,
hate my own d*mn incompetence.
I hate,
hate that there's so much to hate.
poem by Dama Tristeza
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I Hate You.
I hate the way you dress
I hate that you are a mess
I hate your eyes
I hate your lies.
I hate it when you talk
I hate the way you walk
I hate your smile
I hate your style.
I hate your arms
I hate your charms
I hate your face
I hate your place.
I hate your hands
I hate your plans
I hate the way you think
I hate it when you drink.
I hate when you call
I hate it all
I hate it that you are true
I hate you when I’m blue.
I hate you when you sleep
I hate you very deep
I hate the way you kiss
I hate to be like this.
I hate your touch
I hate you much
I hate myself more
I hate that’s you I adore.
I hate, I don’t hate you a bit
I hate, I will have to admit
I don’t hate you, Not even small
I don’t hate you at all.
poem by Patricia Perez
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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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Pull Up To The Bumper (12" Mix)
Driving down those city streets,
Waiting to get down,
Won't you get your big machine,
Somewhere in this town?
Now in the parking lot garage,
You'll find the proper place,
Just follow all the written rules,
You'll fit into the space.
Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limosine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.
Pull up, to it, don't drive, through it,
Back it, up twice, now that, fit's nice.
Operate around the clock,
Why don't you come in?
I've got lot's of space for everyone,
Why don't you my friend?
(Lines are short),
I'll pick you up so won't you please come on,
Shiny sleek machine believe,
It I've got to blow your horn.
Pull up to my bumper baby,
In your long black limosine,
Pull up to my bumper baby,
And drive it in between.
Pull up to it, don't drive through it,
Back it, up twice, now that fits nice,
Race it, straighten it, let me luricate,
Pull up to my bumper baby. (to end)
song performed by by Grace Jones
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I hate everything about you.
I hate those who lie
I hate you
I hate your lies.
I do not know you
I hate you
I hate everything about,
You
I hate that you say you,
Care but you don't.
I hate you.
I hate for using me
I hate everything you,
Said.
I hate your voice
I hate yor looks.
I hate you.
I hate when you're,
Mad and take it out,
On me.
I hate the way you,
Talk to me
I hate the way you,
Make me feel.
I hate you.
I hate you for lying
I hate how you say,
You love me.
I hate you for treating,
Me soo cold
I hate you for who you,
made me.
I hate you.
I hate that you fooled,
Me
I hate the way you,
Stay down low.
I hate the way you,
Made me feel
I hate that you hurt,
Me.
I hate you.
I hate you blamed it,
All on me
I hate everything you,
Do to me.
I hate you for all your lies,
And broken promises
I hate the way I met you.
I wish I never Did.
I hate you with all of my,
Being.
I HATE YOU.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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The Hate That I Loved
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you
poem by Reggie fambro mcclain III
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But most of all
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you.
poem by Marybeth Perdomo
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But most of all...
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you.
poem by Gabriell Davis
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The Hate That I Hate
I hate the hate that resides in me now
I hate the hate that is so heavy it weighs me down
I hate the hate that keeps my emotions tightly wound
I hate the hate that charges my wall
I hate the hate that lies to strengthen my fall
I hate the hate that has me in chains
I hate the hate that courses through my veins
I hate the hate that is a shadow at my side
I hate the hate that has stolen my mind
I hate the hate that blinds me from the stars
I hate the hate that has created my war
I hate the hate that has stolen my grace
My scarlet letter written all over my face
poem by Adalie Hettie
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My Good Old Sticker
Stickers with pictures so fair
To childhood adhere.
Stickers of pleasure,
Fade as childhood fade.
Being spotted my good old sticker
With red rose in a drawer,
Reborn the lost love for sticker.
A warm gift, secretly presented:
Nothing else I had got, and she had possessed.
Though my sticker
Is faded and fragile,
Never to burn it I decided;
Busy with someone somewhere;
To burn, sweet, but in vain.
poem by Fabiyas M V
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~~I Hate You~
I hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
I hate you when you don’t love me
I hate you when you don’t come home
I hate you when you hate me
I hate you when i see you kissing a girl
I’ve always hated you
You’ve broke my heart into little pieces
My life gets worse when I stay
My life gets worse when I drink
My life gets worse when you yell At Me
You’ve always think I was a piece of trash
I hate I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hated you So Much!
Look up to your heart. you’ve always hurt me in public
I hated you when you drink
I hate you when I see you around with that Women of yours
It just makes me want to cry.
In the night I cry out loud for MY family, The Ones You’ve Cared And Loved So Much
Always making other decisions
Telling lies to Your family.
But Some Day You’ll Find Away To Get You And The Family Together.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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Hate You Love
I hate that you changed.
Hate that you're the same.
I hate that you left.
Hate how you've stayed.
I hate how I cry.
Hate how you make me smile
I hate how I feel...
how I miss you all the while
I hate how it hurts.
And hate that it's my fault.
I hate that it's yours.
and I take the blame but it's all the same
I hate that I can't be around you no more
I hate how I've lost you.
Who you really are.
I hate that I can't tell you all this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can't hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you
poem by Savannah Shostrom
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