There is a cliche that men want their women to be ladies in public and hookers behind closed doors. I want my woman to be the sharper image robot so that she can be turned off.
quote by Al Goldstein
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Like You Do
Well Ive seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And Ive seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord I believe in the bible
And Ive seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But Ive never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do
Well Ive seen couples holdin hands
With that glazy look in their eyes
And Ive seen lovers rollin round in bed
Screamin as if theyre gonna die
And Ive seen lovers holdin hands
And then laughin when their back is turned
But Ive never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do
(solo)
Well Ive seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And Ive seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord I believe in the bible
And Ive seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But Ive never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
No Ive never seen a woman
Who can make me feel
Like you do
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Behind Closed Doors
(kenny odell)
My baby makes me proud
Lord, dont he make me proud
He never makes a scene
By hangin all over me in a crowd
cause people like to talk
Lord, dont they like to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know hell be leavin with me
And when we get behind closed doors
Then I let my hair hang down
He makes me glad that Im a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile
Lord, dont he make me smile
Hes never far away
Or too tired to say I want you
And Im always a lady
Just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
Hes still my baby to me
And when we get behind closed doors
Then I let my hair hang down
Oh, he makes me glad Im a woman
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Oh, behind closed doors
I let my hair hang down
Im glad that Im a woman
No one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
I let my hair hang down
He makes me glad Im a woman
No one knows what goes on behind closed doors
And when we get behind closed doors
Then I let my hair hang down
song performed by by Diana Ross
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The Son Never Shines (On Closed Doors)
I saw her there from afar
Her hair grey charcoal
Takes a drag from her tar
I kissed her a smile
But her blood red shot eye
Said the son never shines on closed doors
It's been eight long years since I saw
The woman who's labored
Since the day I was born
These wrinkles now face
To that cold dark damp place
Where the son never shines on closed doors
She said the son never shines on closed doors
I open to find only hurricanes blow
Take me away back to the green fields of May
Because the son never shines on closed doors
Death comes like a theif in the night
To steal while you sleep
The soul's flickering licght
Well maybe it's then
She said
song performed by by Flogging Molly from Drunken Lullabies
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The Gods! The Gods!
People were bathing and posturing themselves on the beach,
and all was dreary, great robot limbs, robot breasts,
robot voices, robot even the gay umbrellas.
But a woman, shy and alone, was washing herself under a tap and the glimmer of the presence of the gods was like
lilies, and like water-lilies.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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I think behind closed doors people behave differently no matter what period we're looking at, because people have to stand up straight in public but can slouch behind closed doors - can you imagine wearing those corsets?
quote by Brenda Blethyn
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Percy The Robot
Percy the robot lives in the water
Percy the robot lies on the floor
Percy the robot runs on motor
Percy the robot goes for a walk
Percy the robot is on a lead
Percy the robot does not talk
Percy the robot cleans and cleans
Percy the robot never leaves....
The pool
poem by Harriet James
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Behind Closed Doors
Written by new order
There is a secret place
Underneath a tree
Where if you go and haste
You will find a key
The key will open doors
And you will look inside
The things that you will see
Will open up your eyes
At any given time
On every other street
The city comes to life
Though everyones asleep
A man beats up his wife
He doesnt wanna keep
Behind closed doors
Theyre in retreat
I dont know what makes me stay
The city life just aint the same
Theres something wrong with kids today
I blame the parents anyway
Theres no hope
No one to trust
I cant cope
Its obvious
Please dont take my drugs away
Im gonna give them up someday
There is a place somewhere
That I could call a home
Id live without a care
Id never be alone
One day I will get there
I feel it in my bones
I check upon the scores
I listen to the coors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
They still want more
Behind closed doors
song performed by by New Order
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Ladies Pay
All the sailors theyre all home from leave
And everybodys waiting for them to try to deceive
The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare
And all the women and the wee young girls all waiting there
Oh, but how the ladies pay
Oh, if they only knew how the ladies pay
Yeah now, how the ladies pay
Oh, when the men theyve gone away
Nobody is standing on upon the door
And nobody is feeding any of the poor
The poor sick soldier lies in bed beside his girl
Thinking of another place on the other side of the world
Ah
How the ladies pay
Oh-oh, oh, how the ladies pay
When the men theyve gone away
Oh, I wish I knew how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night
Night and day
Day and night
Day and night, night and day, ladies pay now
Night and day, day and night
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night now
Night and day and now
How the pay now
Oh, how the pay now
Ladies pay, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay the way now
Ladies pay, ah, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay
Night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
Oh, night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
song performed by by Lou Reed
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A Sunday Kind of Woman
I can only imagine for our worlds are far apart
How it would feel to hold this woman mouth to mouth heart to heart
I guess it's a good thing dreaming's free
What would a Sunday kind of woman
A Sunday kind of woman want an everyday man like me.
I've had lots of nightlife women you've seen one you've seen 'em all
And I wake up in the morning and I turn and face the wall
And long for someone special's company
But would a Sunday kind of woman
A Sunday kind of woman love an everyday man like me.
But would a Sunday kind of woman
A Sunday kind of woman love an everyday man like me.
song performed by by Charlie Rich, lyrics by Margaret Ann Rich from Behind Closed Doors (1973)
Submitted by Jeffrey Kosloske
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Closed Doors Of The Mind
No one knows what goes on behind
the closed doors of the mind.
Thoughts that sometimes inspire
the deeds that transpires.
Many have tried to find the key
to unlock the secrets that are enclosed within,
buried deep behind
the closed doors of the mind.
The lust and deprivation
that sometimes conspire
to be set free
or the eternal love of life
that can rise to the fore.
Both are hidden in the crevasses
behind the closed doors of our mind.
15 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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Robot
Nobody , never, will understand anything
Such love is artificial honey,
Artificial honey, artificial ice
Artificial paradise, turn if faster on.
And I won_t tell anyone, that I love robot,
I love robot, I love robot.
Robot, robot, robot,
I love you, we wanted it so much
Robot, robot, robot,
I will turn you on, and lets fly.
Robot, robot,
There are electronical storms in your heart.
Lets fly, lets fly, lets fly, lets fly.
Robot, robot, robot,
I love you, we wanted it so much
Robot, robot, robot,
I will turn you on, and lets fly.
Robot, robot,
There are electronical storms in your heart.
Lets fly, lets fly, lets fly, lets fly.
Such love, is unreal fly,
Artificial honey, artificial ice.
Such love, is artificial laugh,
Artificial snow, and all that is like a dream.
And I won_t tell anyone, that I love robot,
I love robot, I love robot.
Robot, robot, robot,
I love you, we wanted it so much
Robot, robot, robot,
I will turn you on, and lets fly.
Robot, robot,
There are electronical storms in your heart.
Lets fly, lets fly, lets fly, lets fly.
Robot, robot, robot,
I love you, we wanted it so much
Robot, robot, robot,
I will turn you on, and lets fly.
Robot, robot,
There are electronical storms in your heart.
Lets fly, lets fly, lets fly, lets fly.
[Robot]
Nikto nichego nikogda ne poymet
Takaya lyubov', iskusstvennyi med
Iskusstvennyi med, iskusstvennyi led
Iskusstvennyi rai, skoree vklyuchai
I ya nikomu ne skazhu, chto ya robota lyublyu
Robota lyublyu, robota lyublyu
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli
Robot, robot,
V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli
Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli
Robot, robot,
V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli
Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli
Poleteli, poleteli
Takaya lyubov', nereal-nyi polet
Iskusstvennyi med, iskusstvennyi led
Takaya lyubov', iskusstvennyi smekh
Iskusstvennyi sneg, I vse kak vo sne
I ya nikomu ne skazhu, chto ya robota lyublyu
Robota lyublyu, robota lyublyu
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli
Robot, robot,
V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli
Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya lyublyu, my tak khoteli
Robot, robot, robot,
Ya tebya vklyuchu I poleteli
Robot, robot,
V tvoem serdtse elaktronnye meteli
Poleteli, poleteli, poleteli, poleteli
song performed by by Tatu
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Behind Closed Doors
My baby makes me proud
Lord, dont he make me proud
He never makes a scene
Hangin all over me in a crowd
cause people like to talk
Lord, dont they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know hell be leavin with me
Chorus:
And when we get behind closed doors
Then we let out hair hang down
Then he makes me glad that hes my man
And no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile
Lord, dont he make me smile
Im never far away
Or too tired to say I want to
Im purring like a kitten
When es out in public with me
But when they turn out the lights
He brings out the tiger in me
Repeat chorus
Tag:
Behind closed doors
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Robot Parade
In a future time
Children will work together
To build a giant cyborg.
Robot Parade.
Robot Parade.
Wave the flags that
The robots made.
Robot Parade.
Robot Parade.
Robots obey what
The children say.
There's electric cars,
There's electric trains,
Here comes a robot with
Elecrtric brains.
Robot Parade.
Robot Parade.
Wave the flags that
The robots made.
Robot Parade.
Robot Parade.
Robots obey what
The children say.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Clichés I Have Loved
‘My life has been one long…
cliché! …’ she sobbed.
He put his sunburned
muscular forearm flecked
with golden hairs
around her shaking shoulders.
She lifted her tear-brimmed,
reddening eyes to meet
his steady gaze.
‘Oh my darling..’
she breathed.
And they fell into
a passionate
cliché..
I’ve said it before and
I’ll say it again.
One man’s cliché is
another woman’s love-byte.
John Ciardi said,
The craft of poetry
is not easy.
It is better than easy.
It is joyously difficult.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Behind Closed Doors
My baby makes me proud
Lord, don't she make me proud
she never makes a scene
By hangin' all over me in a crowd
'Cause people like to talk
Lord, don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights
I know she'll be leavin' with me
And when we get behind closed doors
Then she let's her hair hang down
And she makes me glad that I'm a man
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile
Lord, don't she make me smile
she's never far away
Or too tired to say I want you
She's always a lady
Just like a lady should be
But when they turn out the lights
She's still my baby to me
'Cause when we get behind closed doors
Then she let's her hair hang down
And she makes me glad I'm a man
Oh, no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
song performed by by Charlie Rich, lyrics by Kenny O'Dell from Behind Closed Doors (1973)
Submitted by Jeffrey Kosloske
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Robot
you're just walking round
your little mazes figuring out
how to get by,
how to get laid,
and get famous,
get yourself paid,
impress the guys.
you think you're thinking for yourself
but when you get on the
subway's most crowded part
just to stand behind a girl
CHORUS
then you are
just a robot,
executing a program.
you are just a robot,
an imitation of a man
you're taught to divide
the world into buddies and wives,
sluts and wimps;
and ever since,
you've kept a scorecard
how else to prove
you're such the pimp.
you think you're thinking for yourself
but when you can't get any
the consentual way
you decide to use some force
CHORUS
she told me one night
when we were lying quiet and cold,
something not right.
it had been months
since the good times,
once there was sun,
now there was night.
and she said to me
as she turned on the light,
"there's something you don't know
that keeps me from feeling right.
i once knew a guy,
i'd seen him around.
he knew all my friends,
he came from town.
one night at a party,
we both were there,
he followed me into the bathroom,
he grabbed my hair,"
and she said "i still remember
just how the floor felt
and how my head would hit the tub."
now where is that robot,
put a stake thru my true love
where is that robot,
should get struck down from above
you are just a robot,
executing a program,
an imitation of a man
song performed by by Nada Surf
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Here I Am...
Here I am.
I am woman I have always played to be.
I am powerful in the words I speak.
In the way I walk.
I am a woman who encourage the positive in each one of us.
We are graceful and adored.
It is time that we adore ourselves.
Exhale!
We are alive.
We are woman who carry the worlds image of us
Here I am Woman
Of my on image
Who and what I want to be
I will tell how I feel
I will tell you how I need to be treated.
I respect me and you will too
I am woman
With attitude of a diva.
Am a woman of my higher power beliefs.
I am Woman.
poem by Ms. Anika Martinez
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One, a robot may not injure a human being, or through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm;
Two, a robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law; Three, a robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.
Isaac Asimov in I. Robot (1950)
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The image that the public gets is whatever they perceive it to be. Everybody has an opinion, everybody has their own vision, so I don't know what my public image is. I have no idea.
quote by Lenny Kravitz
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Suitable Image
Please.
I want everyone's full attention.
This is the only rule to the contest,
That will determine the winner of...
'Suitable Image'.
The first to arrive,
With that 'suitable image'...
Will be guaranteed that image,
To be impressed on the minds forever.
However...
And listen to this very carefully.
This is an open contest.
Anyone found...
To have bound and chained others,
Just to gain an advantage.
Will be disqualified.
If seen...
Doing these misdeeds.
We are not here to enslave anybody.
With a gagging done of them intentionally.
Remember what I have said!
We are not here to enslave anybody.
These acts are not tolerated.
If seen!
Now...
On your mark.
Get ready.
Go.
'There are voices heard coming,
From behind those closed doors.
Are you blinking?
Or is that a wink? '
No one said anything about 'hearing' things.
I said...
If seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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