Oh, completely liberating because even if you don't do a woman right, you just have to put on high heels a wig, a bra and a dress, and I feel liberated.
quote by Kevin McDonald
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Why Women Wear Heels?
Women wear heels, fashion dictate.
Women wear heels to imitate.
Women wear heels to feel great.
Women wear heels to look taller.
Women wear heels, feet look smaller.
Sky high heels to look sexy.
To walk on heels, one can't be lazy.
To walk on heels, a balancing act.
To walk on heels, risks the back.
If God Was A Woman
R.sambora
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
With long blond hair
Would you kneel at her altar
And offer her prayer
Could she be your addiction
Could she make you sin
If God was a woman
And you were her man
If God was a woman
Would you be impressed
If she showed up in high heels
And a pretty red dress
Would you make a donation
Or would you draw the line
Would you yield to temptation
Or savor her wine
If God was a woman
Shed come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise
When she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman.
If God was a woman
Tell me who could we blame
Would she make jesus righteous
Or completely insane
If God was a woman
Would she kiss and tell
Would we wind up in heaven
Or would we all burn in hell.
If God was a woman
Shed come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise, oh yeah
And if she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman
And you were her man, yeah
Solo
If God was a woman
Would she come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise, oh yeah
When she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
Wes all burn in hell
If God was a
Woman, woman, woman, woman
If God was a woman
Tell me who would we blame
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
Shed drive us insane, yeah
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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High Horse
Get up on your high horse, woman
Get up on your high horse now
And get up on your high horse, woman
I'll make it up to you somehow
Moonlit shadow, she starts a trippin' firelight
Jumpin' the trees lyin' across the right of way
Silvery mornin' it glistens down the valley
But she don't stop 'til we ride the night away
Get up on your high horse, woman
Get up on your high horse now
Get up on your high horse, woman
I'll make it up to you somehow
Blonde braids tangle at the misty break of mornin'
Catchin' light through a dusty window pane
Lost in lust, in denial of the warnin'
She digs her heels in this stallion's flank again
Get up on your high horse, woman
Get up on your high horse now
Get up on your high horse, woman
I'll make it up to you somehow
Get up on your high horse, woman
You paid the price, you get to play
Get up on your high horse, woman
You're gonna ride to the break of day
To the break of day
To the break of day
To the break of day
Get up on your high horse, woman
Get up on your high horse now
Get up on your high horse, woman
I'll make it up to you somehow
Get up on your high horse, woman
You paid the price, you get to play
Get up on your high horse, woman
You're gonna ride to the break of day
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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All I want are high heels, high heels. If I was a girl, I'd wear a lot of high heels. High, stiletto heels.
quote by Isaac Mizrahi
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The Woman In The Red Dress
The woman in the red dress
How I admire thee
How could one walk with such grace
And such beauty?
The woman in the red dress
Your comforting eyes
The beautiful color
Resembles the sunrise
The woman in the red dress
So young and youthful
A lie never leaves your lips
You are always truthful
The woman in the red dress
Your name, unknown
Your voice speaks with
The most beautiful of tone
The woman in the red dress
Why must you go?
Why don’t you stay
And allow our love to grow?
(May 2010)
poem by Devon McElveen
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Draggin My Heels
(clarke / sylvester / hicks)
First at the gate post but the last one through
I hung around far too long for you
Left out the game left out the deal
Stupid of me to be draggin my heels
Oh oh oh draggin my heels
Oh oh oh draggin my heels, heels
Time waits for no one and I wasted my time
Got to the crossroads but took the wrong sign
Id go too far didnt know how shed feel
Stupid of me to be draggin my heels
Oh oh oh draggin my heels
Oh oh oh draggin my heels, heels
If I had the chance to go back again,
I wouldnt do the same
I learned by mistakes
Id be on my knees Id be there to please
Id be anything you want me to be
You want to be
Verse 1
Heels, heels
song performed by by Hollies
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Hell On High Heels
Bashful betty, such a bondage brat
Dressed in latex and coated in sewer rat
A serpents tongue calculating mind
Gets top billing for her hip shake divine
Look to the sky
No rain in sight
Better wear your rubber boys
If betty is your date tonight
Honey, its how ya makin money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Baby, the way ya walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
Sexy suki, little geisha girl
Given every samurai a twirl
An hiv v.i.p.
Backseat panties down around her knees
Shes got no money
Cant pay the rent
Its a sunny day now baby
Every night on her back thats spent
Honey, its how ya makin money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Baby, the way ya walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
Honey, its how ya makin money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Baby, the way ya walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
Honey, its how ya makin money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Baby, the way ya walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
Honey, its how ya makin money
Boys call ya
Hell on high heels
Baby, the way ya walk it talk it
Town calls ya
Hell on high heels
song performed by by Motley Crue
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I used to love to play dress-up, where you get your mother's or your grandmother's dresses and high heels.
quote by Suzanne Farrell
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The devil wears high heels
The devil wears high heels
and nobody will be able,
to convince me differently.
As a joke I heard a girl say:
she’s evil,
but there was truth to it.
I saw the colour change in her eyes
and heard her voice rise a pitch or two:
Excuses, excuses get the job done yesterday
were the instructions for today.
Some frickings slipped out
as the day ran on
and I heard an O Christ or two
and I want to misuse you,
was part of the normal speech
as if the basic conditions of employment act
is totally null and void.
To receive two days work an hour
before closing time
that she wants at the end of the day
must be a joke,
but the devil wears high heels
and I saw it
in a pinstripe woman’s suit
trying to do a man’s job
and decency and integrity
was long gone
and every thing turned around
the self, the ego and here and now
and with those that kissed her feet
she was nice and sweet
and with the rest
the devil wears high heels.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Crazy 'bout An Automobile
(william r. emerson)
-man, i'm gonna tell you my story
-go on and tell about it, go on and tell about it more
-just what i've been doing
-what you've been doing, ry ?
-well, you know i used to be particular about the womens that i picked
-aha!
-yeah! they used to be tender, lean and tall, that's all
-but the way things has been going, i'll take 'em knock-kneed and bow-legged
-what ?
-i'll even take 'em bald! man. i'll tell you why
-please, tell me why!
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
He-hey, every woman i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Oh, every woman i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
Now look'it here!
They say, walking women home is a thing of the past
Women want to ride and ride around in class
Some like cadillacs, boys, some like fords
Some like anything as long as it rolls.
Crazy 'bout an automobile [that's right]
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
Well, every woman i know she's crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
One more thing i wanna tell you
Said, riding and loving just can't be beat,
You and your woman in your own front seat.
Now, she can play with your keys, shift the gears,
Turn on your radio just loud enough to hear.
Now, she can turn up the heat and flip on your fan,
And then you start rolling just as fast as you can.
Crazy 'bout an automobile
And just here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
Man, when i get some money i just got to get me some kind of automobile
You don't seem like the women in this town just don't pay no attention to ya 'less you're driving
Look at that big, fine buick over there
Oh, i like that one
Yeah, now, looks like somebody left the keys in it
Oh, let's take a ride
Nothing but rubber heels
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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I'm a sexually liberated woman that earned that liberation. I am very proud of the fact that I feel comfortable in certain forums discussing sex.
quote by Gennifer Flowers
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Crazy 'bout An Automobile (Every Woman I Know)
(william r. emerson)
-man, i'm gonna tell you my story
-go on and tell about it, go on and tell about it more
-just what i've been doing
-what you've been doing, ry ?
-well, you know i used to be particular about the womens that i picked
-aha!
-yeah! they used to be tender, lean and tall, that's all
-but the way things has been going, i'll take 'em knock-kneed and bow-legged
-what ?
-i'll even take 'em bald! man. i'll tell you why
-please, tell me why!
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
He-hey, every woman i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Oh, every woman i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
Now look'it here!
They say, walking women home is a thing of the past
Women want to ride and ride around in class
Some like cadillacs, boys, some like fords
Some like anything as long as it rolls.
Crazy 'bout an automobile [that's right]
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
Well, every woman i know she's crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
One more thing i wanna tell you
Said, riding and loving just can't be beat,
You and your woman in your own front seat.
Now, she can play with your keys, shift the gears,
Turn on your radio just loud enough to hear.
Now, she can turn up the heat and flip on your fan,
And then you start rolling just as fast as you can.
Crazy 'bout an aut
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Head Over Heels
Late at night in the park
I saw her slipping in the dark
For heaven's sake, what's going on?
It's like someone is here
Got to follow now
Like beeing in trance for me
The silence here
More than all the noise
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels every day, every night
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels, oh yeah!
Down on my knees, God help me please
Gotta know who's out in the dark
I've stopped my breath, can feel the hands
Could hear the sound of people making love
I surrender right now!
I've to be touched
I feel so much...
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels every day, every night
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels, oh yeah!
[Instrumental verse]
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels every day, every night
Whispering in the dark head over heels
Overheated heart head over heels
Treating it so hard the spurting feels every day, every night!
Head over heels, head over heels
Head over heels every day, every night
Head over heels, head over heels
Head over heels every day, every night!
Head over heels!
song performed by by Hammerfall
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We have to talk about liberating minds as well as liberating society.
quote by Angela Davis
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High heels were invented by a woman who had been kissed on the forehead.
quote by Christopher Morley
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Detroit Medley
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Fe, fe, fi, fi, fo, fo, fum
Look at Molly now, here she come
Wearin' a wig, hat, shades to match
High healed sneakers and an aligator hat
Wearin' her diamons, wearin' a big ring
She got rasors on her fingers and everything
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Wearin' her perfume, Chanel number five
Got to be the finest looking woman alive
She looks so pretty every time she walks by
The boys are too nervous, even to say hi
Not too skinny, not too fat
She's a real humdinger and I like it like that
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rockin' and rollin'
Don't you hear your mama call
From the early, early morning to the early, early night
See Miss Molly rockin' in the house of blue light
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rockin' and rollin'
Don't you hear your mama call
Well c., c.c. rider
Come on see just what you've done
Well I said c., c.c. rider
Come on see just what you've done
You made me loving you
And now, now, now your man has come
Well now I'm goin' c.c. rider
Goin' to see my baby c.c. rider
And I won't be back c.c. rider
B
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Liberated Lady 1999
She’s a liberated lady and she’s lookin’ out for herself.
And she don’t need your protection,
And she does not want your help.
And if you’re lookin’ for some pretty flower,
You better go look somewhere else,
’Cause I warn you, she’s a liberated lady.
She got off work at the foundry... she was feelin’ kind of beat.
On the bus she had to stand and let some fella have her seat.
And she pinched the ass of a guy who passed her
Walkin’ down the street.
When he called a cop, she didn’t quite understand
So she stopped off on the corner for her usual shot of rye
When some guy lit her cigarette, she punched him in the eye.
Then he kicked her in the balls, it was enough to make her cry,
But she stood there and she took it like a man.
She’s a liberated lady, and she smokes them big cigars.
You’re gonna find her drinkin’ boilermakers at the corner bar.
And in 30 seconds flat, she’ll change a flat tire on your car.
Look out –– she’s a liberated lady.
She come home to find her darlin’ husband cryin’ in distress
She said, 'Why ain’t supper ready and why is this house a mess'.
He said, 'The kids have drove me crazy, and I need a brand–new dress.
And how come you don’t ever take me dancin’?'
She sat down to smoke her pipe, and she thought back to the time
When she was satin, silk and lace with nothing on her mind.
But now she’s gotta mow the lawn and pay the bills on time
And pray to Mrs. God, she don’t get drafted.
They got into bed that evening, and she strapped her dildo on
She climbed on top of him and said, 'Ok, let’s get it on'.
He said, 'You know I’ve got my period and my headache isn’t gone '.
And he fell asleep –– the chauvinistic bastard.
But she’s a liberated lady, and she smokes them big cigars.
You’re gonna find her drinkin’ boilermakers at the corner bar.
And in 30 seconds flat, she’ll change a flat tire on your car.
Look out –– she’s a liberated lady.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Treat Your Woman Right
It saddens me to see
how some men treat their woman so unfair
they neglect them completely
as if they didn't care
while she's waiting at home
they're out having an affair
believing all his lies
she is totally unaware
Some men expect their woman
to do everything they say
if something is not done right
their temper flares up right away
some think they have the right to dominate
a woman is not your slave
she's your partner, your lover, your mate
She will make mistakes ofcourse
she's only human you know
no need to yell, hit or curse
patience and understanding
is the way to go
some men use their woman only for pleasure
no regard about how they feel whatsoever
some men enjoy making their woman feel like dirt
they never take the time to see what she is really worth
Some men take their woman for granted
making her feel neglected and rejected
left out and not being wanted
some men never tell their woman
how beautiful she looks
Nor appreciate the little things she does
Or compliment her on how well she cooks
some men never make their woman feel special
like she is the one and only
they don't spend quality time
so she won't get lonely
Make your woman happy
don't make her cry
learn to value the water
before the well runs dry
hold on to her really tight
don't let her slip away
it doesn't hurt to treat your woman right
'I love you' would be a nice thing to say
poem by Paul Adolphus
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Battered Doll
A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.
Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.
Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Woman
No more...
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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High 'n' Dry
Saturday, i feel right
I been drinking all day
Yes i got a date, a midnight ride
I had to get it away
Yeah, i'm not a loner, i'm not a fool
Don't need a reason, reason to be cool
I got my whiskey, i got my wine
I got my woman, and this time the lights are going out
(saturday night) high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
(saturday night) i'm high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
Ow, i feel bad, i feel mean
I'm up and down and in between
On the bottle, i'm on the line
I'm up and feeling fine
Oh take me high
Saturday, kickin' out, her train was comin' to me
I gotta move, number one
Saturday night on the run
(saturday night) high
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
(saturday night) got my whiskey
(saturday night) got my wine
(saturday night) got my woman
(saturday night) high 'n' dry
You gotta try me tonight
song performed by by Def Leppard
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