I'm the type of woman you might say is too good. I'll massage a man's feet, have dinner cooked when he gets home. But once they leave, the door is closed, and the locks are changed.
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In Every Dream Home (A Nightmare)
The guy who lives upstairs
Is an actor so they say, or maybe worse
They say he changed his name
'cause someone with the same name made it first
His girlfriend come to stay
we hear her screams and think that they rehearse
so maybe it's a play
or maybe someone's really getting hurt
Look round every home town
every nice house-every fair deal
every good job-every square meal
in every dream home
a nightmare
The girlwho lives next door
is a model so they say though I'm not sure
She never seems to work
though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor
She seems to be well known
with man friends always coming to her door
But they don't look her type
And she don't look the type to be a whore
Look round every home town
every nice house-every fair deal
every good job-every square meal
in every dream home
a nightmare
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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In Every Dream Home
The guy who lives upstairs
Is an actor so they say, or maybe worse
They say he changed his name
'cause someone with the same name made it first
His girlfriend come to stay
We hear her screams and think that they rehearse
So maybe it's a play
Or maybe someone's really getting hurt
Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare
The girl who lives next door
Is a model so they say though i'm not sure
She never seems to work
Though clothes she wears suggest that she's not poor
She seems to be well known
With man friends always coming to her door
But they don't look her type
And she don't look the type to be a whore
Look round every home town
Every nice house - every fair deal
Every good job - every square meal
In every dream home
A nightmare
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Im That Type Of Guy
Youre the type of guy that cant control your girl
You try to buy her love with diamonds and pearls
Im the type of guy that shows up on the scene
And gets the seven digits, you know the routine
Youre the type of guy that tells her, stay inside
While youre steady frontin in your homeboys ride
Im the type of guy that comes when you leave
Im doin your girlfriend, thats somethin you cant believe
Cause Im that type of guy
Youre the type of guy that gets suspicious
Im the type of guy that says, the puddin is delicious
Youre the type of guy that has no idea
That a sneaky, freaky brothers sneakin in from the rear
Im the type of guy to eat it, when he wont
And look in the places that your boyfriend dont
Youre the type of guy to try to call me a punk
Now knowin that your main girls bitin my chunk
Im the type of guy that loves a dedicated lady
Their boyfriends are borin, and I can drive em crazy
Youre the type of guy to give her money to shop
She gave me a sweater _kiss_ thank you, sweetheart
Im that type of guy
Im the type of guy that picks her up from work early
Takes her to breakfast, lunch, dinner, and breakfast
Youre the type of guy eatin a tv dinner
Talkin about... goddamn it, ima kill her
Im the type of guy to make her say, why youre illin, bee?
...youre the type of guy to say, my lower back is killin me
...catch my drift?
Youre the type of guy that likes to drink olde english
Im the type of guy to cold put on a pamper
Youre the type of guy to say, what you talkin bout?
Im the type of guy to leave my drawers in your hamper
Im that type of guy
Im that type of guy
You know what I mean?
Check it out...
T-y-p-e g-u-y
Im that type of guy to give you a pound and wink my eye
Like a bandit, caught me redhanded, took her for granted
But when I screwed her, you couldnt understand it
Cause youre the type of guy that dont know the time
Swearin up and down, that girls all mine
Im the type of guy to let you keep believin it
Go head to work, while I defrost it, and season it
Im that type of guy
Im that type of guy
Know what I mean
Im that type of guy
So ridiculous
So funny
I dont know
Come on down
Yeah
Like real cool, you know what I mean?
I like just going to your frontdoor ringin bells
And just like, ha, leave...
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Silver
Nirvana- Silver
Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please don't go
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatoes and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meats too good
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
She said, well, don't you start your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did, I killed my toe
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep and watched TV
I woke up in my mother's arms
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone
song performed by by Nirvana
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Caveman clubbed woman
So no dinner cooked for him
Man clubs man ever since
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Girl, Lady, Woman
Divine mill...
Next...
[chorus]
I need a girl
Someone I can just chill with
I need a lady
Someone I can be real with
I need a woman
That supports everything Im doin
Girl if your that lady, come on woman be my baby
I know this is our first date
But the fact remains, your a candidate
To be
More than just dinner and wine
A girl Id classify as just a friend of mine
Now i
Dont want you to feel uncomfortable
We can take it slow cause we hardly even know each other
But you seem like a girl I could bring home to my mother
[chorus]
To be with me theres pressure for sure
Thats, why shes gotta be secure
In me
In her
In love
In us
Cause...
Therere certain things that I wont discuss...
Like where Ive been
Who I was with
What Ive been doin
That type of shhhh
Cause to love me
Is to trust me
If you want me
Say something (cause i...)
[(chorus) repeat 2x]
See I really wanna please my girl
Cause I really really need my girl
Id never ever leave my girl
So if you wanna be my girl
Come on, come on...
See I really wanna please my girl
Cause I really really need my girl
Id never ever leave my girl
If your that lady, come on woman, be my baby (cause i, i...)
[chorus]
I need a girl...
See I really wanna please my girl
Cause I really really need my girl
Id never ever leave my girl
So if you wanna be my girl
Come on, come on...
I need a girl...
See I really wanna please my girl
Cause I really really need my girl
Id never ever leave my girl
If your that lady, come on woman, be my baby
I need a girl...
So you really wanna be my girl...
Cause I really really need my girl...
Are you down with n e x t my girl...
Down with r.l., t, tweet my girl...
Yah, yah, yah...
I need a girl thats mine o mine
So I can tap that spine o spine
Yah...uh...next...
Ya heard me...
Lets go...
song performed by by Next
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What Type Of Man
What kind of a man goes after a married woman
What kind of a man does it and proclaims his faith in GOD
What kind of man does the things that he shouldn't
Does that type of man think that he will never be caught.
What type of man leaves his children and his wife
What type of man puts his needs and his wants first
What type of a man is scared to fight his own fights
Does that type of man cares whose soul that he hurts.
What type of man talks behind other peoples backs
What type of man lies to make himself look tall in front of others
What type of man is scared to admit the guilt that he has done
Does that type of man think that we are his brothers.
What type of man will not work for a living
What type of man wants others to take care of him
What type of man thinks he is something but he's not
Does that type of man thinks that manhood is his friend.
What type of man cannot be used as an example
What type of man does not keep promises that he's made
What type of man should not be father to any child
Does that type of man know the price that a real man has paid.
What type of man thinks but he cannot think
What type of man looks but he truly does not see
What type of man hears but he does not listen
Does that type of man know that he could never be me.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Change The Locks
I changed the lock on my front door
So you cant see me anymore
And you cant come inside my house
And you cant lie down on my couch
I changed the lock on my front door
I changed the number on my phone
So you cant call me up at home
And you cant say those things to me
That make me fall down on my knees
I changed the nunmber on my phone
Cause I changed the kind of car I drive
So you cant see me when I go by
And you cant chase me up the street
And you cant knock me off of my feet
I changed the kind of car I drive
I changed the kind of clothes I wear
So you cant find me anywhere
You cant spot me in a crowd
And you cant call my name out loud
I changed the kind of clothes I wear
I changed the tracks underneath the train
So you cant find me ever again
And you cant trace my path
And you cant hear me laugh
And honey Im laughing all the time
I changed the name of this town
So you cant follow me down
And you cant touch me like before
And you cant make me want you more
I changed the name of this town
I changed the lock on my front door
I changed the number on my phone
I changed the kind of car I drive
I changed the kind of clothes I wear
I changed the tracks underneath the train
I changed the name of this town
I changed the name of this town
I changed the name of this town
song performed by by Tom Petty
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American Woman
Huh!
American woman
Stay away from me
American woman
Mama let me be
Dont come hare hanging around my door
I dont want to see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin old with you
Now woman
Stay away
American woman
Listen what I say
American woman
Get away from me
American woman
Mama let me be
Dont come here knocking around my door
I dont want to see your shadow no more
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone elses eyes
Now woman
Get away
American woman
Listen what I say
Huh!
American woman
I said get way
American woman
Listen what I say
Dont come hanging around my door
Dont want to see your face no more
I dont need your war machines
I dont need your ghetto scenes
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone elses eyes
Now woman
Get away
American woman
Listen what I say
American woman
Get away from me
American woman
Mama let me be
I gotta go
I gotta get away
And I gotta go
I wanna fly away
Im gonna leave you, woman
Im gonna leave you, woman
Im gonna leave you, woman
Im gonna leave you, woman
Bye bye, bye bye
Bye bye, bye bye
American woman
Youre no good for me
And Im no good for you
American woman
Im looking at you right in the eye
And tell you what Im gonna do
American woman
Im gonna leave you woman
You know I gotta go
Im gonna leave you woman
I gotta go
Iiiiii gotta go
I gotta go american woman yeah
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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You've Got Her In Your Pocket
You've got her in your pocket
And there's no way out now
Put it in the safe and lock it
'cause it's at home sweet home
Nobody ever told you that it was the wrong way
To trick a woman, make her feel she did it her way
And you'll be there if she ever feels blue
And you'll be there when she FINDS someone new
What to do
Well you know
You keep her in your pocket
Where there's no way out now
Put it in a safe a lock it
'cause it's home sweet home
The smile on your face made her think she had the right one
Then she thought she was sure
By the way you two could have fun
But now she might leave
like she's threatened before
grab hold of her fast
before her feet leave the floor
and she's out the door
Cause you want,
To keep you in my pocket
Where there's no way out now
Put it in a safe a lock it
'cause it's home sweet home
And in your own mind
You know you're lucky just to know her
And in the beginning all you wanted was to show her
But now your scared
You think she's running away
You're searching your head for something clever to say
Dont go away
Cause i want,
To keep you in my pocket
where there's no way out
put it in the safe and lock it
cos' it's home sweet home
Home sweet home
song performed by by White Stripes
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Washed my Feet
Mmmm I know to most this may not seem like much but last night my man washed my feet. He took the sponge and dipped in the water then he held over my feet and let the warm water dripped down on. Woo it felt so good. He then lathered up his big strong hands with soap and began massaging my feet. It felt like ecstasy. Now, he was done with his soap massage he once again wet them with the sponge and when he was done my feet shined like two new pennies. He then dried them and girl that man of mine finished by giving my feet a kiss. I know my man loved me because last night he washed my feet.
Note: This is fictional I wrote this from a woman's point of view.
Hair
Take care of your locks,
Stress and clocks,
Can shed the locks,
When it drops,
There's no stops.
But you can regain
with Rogaine?
A head massage
and hair tonic
Get back visage
and look supersonic!
I don't cook - I can cook - but I'm not very good. I like being asked over for dinner, because she can't cook either. We would starve if it weren't for modern technology. I know how to work a microwave, but love home cooked meals.
quote by Mark Mothersbaugh
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Flattery
inside the room
you rest your feet
on the stool
and you ask her
to massage
these feet a little
gentle like the
way the other
woman does
not like the one
that a wife
does to a husband
the other one
is trying hard
to please you
while the real one
wants to finish
is quickly
and then you
tell her
that her love
is just
perfect for
this rare
occasion.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Growing Old Together
Unexpectedly,
Twice as happy,
Half as sad,
whenever you come to pick me up on my way home
even though we had a fight about the dinner I cooked yesterday.
A Housewifes Revenge
Seems like that man took my heart
[feels]
Laid it neatly out before him on the floor
Then he put on the biggest
Heaviest winter boots he had
And stomped on it for three hours,
Maybe four
And I hope his sorrells are ruined forever
Cause you know he knows how to push my every button
Get down to my last nerve
Like the other day he forgot to put his beer can
In the recycling bin
And he meant to do it on purpose Im sure
So I might just have to tell him
Why his dog, ralph, that ran away three years ago
Wont be coming home again
Cause you know he walks around the house
In his underwear
Whenever my girlfriends come around
And perhaps if he were good looking
I might feel a bit jealous, overzealous
But all I feel is embarrassed
Looking at him standing there
And I hope he never finds his left slipper
And my psychiatrist says I should tell him how I feel
He says, oh great, I gotta listen to her snivel again
So I have these little unfulfilled fantasies
Of putting arsenic in his teacup
Wed see whod be laughing then
If only he was the type to drink tea
Now I hear him come up the driveway
In his el camino
With its black with a red-flame firebird on front
He keeps the keys to himself
He wont take me out to the movies
Cause of football
So Ill just hold out on something else
Ill never cook him another single hungry man tv dinner again
I say, listen man, you better treat me with some
R-e-s-p-e-c-t
Cause I gotta a whole lotta what you need
Then a whole lot besides, and then still a whole lot more
He said, yeah, if you were talking about your weight
That might be true - but otherwise all you give me is
Headache and heartburn
So I took his hungry man tv dinner and his sorrels
So I took his left slipper and his hungry man tv dinner
And I spit on his sorrels as I walked out the door.
And I spit on him as I walked out the door
By the way, your dog ralph wont be coming home again
song performed by by Jewel
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Inter gender massage
A woman can massage a man
Without getting her arousal.
She cannot stop her arousal
If he happened to massage her.
30.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Door To Door
All us angels wearing studs
Yeah, plastic mouth melts in the sun
Oo, running colors everyone
Cause were all in prison having fun
Oh, perfect pictures hang around
Well, delusions swing you up and down
Well fall out windows climb up trees
Im lookin for tranquillity
Hmm, got your, o locks and chains
Well, still gonna blow your brains out
Those locks and chains
No, nah, never felt like a dream like you before
(ahh,ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door
Oo yeah, I never felt like a dream like you before
(ahh,ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door
Oo, yeah you got your herds of people choosing arms
Gonna keep us all in mass alarm
Oh, murder movies make your day
Ah, ah, living in the usa
Cracked up people on the edge
They got no heroes got no bread
Oh, get the jitters get the shakes
Lookin like (? ) the final take
Ooh, well locks and chains
Gonna protect you
Well locks and chains
Dont feel no more
Never felt a dream like you before
(ahh,ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door
Oh, never felt a dream like you before
(ahh,ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door
Ha- shh, oo
Yeah locks and chains
Well gonna blow your brains out?
Yeah locks and chains
Cant feel no more
Never felt a dream like you before
(ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door
Uh well I never felt a dream like you before
(ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Oo, even knocking door to door
Oh, livin in a dream is all the same
Ah, yeah livin in a dream is a-all the same
Oh never felt a dream like you before
(ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Even knocking door to door (door)
Door to door
song performed by by Cars
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Let Me Come Home
I left you there, strong and sturdy
Lights turned on and heat cranked up
Closed your door, to take a tour
With the girl I love so much
I traded my home for another that night
And although it was brief
Someone decided that for that night
I should feel grief
I took my leave from my girlfriend
(my home from home)
To travel back to where I left you
With lights turned on and heat cranked up
I desired your physical feeling and glow
And so I walked…
“A mile” I said “It will not be so bad”
But little did I know
Of what I did not have
“MY KEY” I gasped
I forgot it in your depths
While I walked towards you
I did not know if you’d let me rest
I tried to think of your unclosed door
Welcoming on in
And so I chanted in the late night din…
Please let me come home
I pray and ask and plead for home
I need, and desire, and glorify you home
I asked and was given a crack in the door
You let me come home.
poem by Martin Byrne
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Casanova Brown
Let me tell you bout that jive type
That jive type
Casanova brown
I met him at a party
He said the sweetest things when he hit on me
Wrapped up in his arms
I was blinded by his charm and I couldnt see
Like the story of little red riding hood
The big bad wolf was up to
Up to no good, woo, no
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
He hit on me and hell hit on you
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
I was lonely and naive
I guess thats why I believed every word he says
It felt so good to hear
Every time he said he cared it went straight to my head
He loved me and left me
But I cant deny
His love was so doggone good
I still, I still love that guy, ooh, [oh no] hey
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
He hit on me and hell hit on you, watch out
That jive type,that jive type, ooh
Casanova brown
Let me tell you bout that jive type
That jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type,
Casanova brown
I was sittin there mindin my business
Feelin good, checkin things out
Sippin on little wine [jive type, that jive type]
Then I spotted
Super cool dude cross the room diggin on me
I tried to pretend like I didnt even see him
But he was so fine
He took my hand and started to dancin
I know he felt me fallin for him
cause he kept holdin me tighter and tighter, ooh
Sure was nice
Girl, my head was all turned around, oh
I didnt know what I was gettin into, ooh, ow
Up to no good, oh no
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
Like the story of little red riding hood
The big bad wolf was up to
Up to no good, woo, oh
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
That jive type,that jive type
Casanova brown
song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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