Lipstick
She leaned over the sink
her weight on her toes
and applied lipstick
in quick certain strokes
the way a man signs
his hundredth autograph
of the morning.
She tested a convictionless smile
as the lipstick retracted
like a red eel.
All day she left her mark
on everything she kissed,
even the air,
like intoxicating news
whispered from ear to ear:
He left it all to me.
poem by Connie Wanek
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Lipstick On Your Collar
When you left me all alone at the record hop
Told me you were goin out for a soda pop
You were gone for quite a while -- half-an-hour more
You came back and man, oh, man, this is what I saw:
Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you! yeah!
You said it belonged to me, made me stop and think
And then I noticed yours was red; mine was baby pink
Who walked in but mary jane, lipstick all a mess?
Were you smoochin my best friend? guess the answers yes
Lipstick on your collar told a tale on you
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue
Bet your bottom dollar you and I are through
cause lipstick on your collar told a tale on you! boy!
Told a tale on you! man!
Told a tale on you! yeah! (fade)
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Gracie
Gracie takes the bottles from the porch where you have left them
There are age old dregs of wine you never shared
Drivin' down the motorway with all the best intentions
She's a picture of perfection with her cotton colored hair
But its you she thinks of in the hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes
Regret's an open road that stretches out for miles
Coffee pots and bottles cups and all of this disorder
She soaks the plates in the dishwater 'till it's cold
Her reflection in the windows of the stores around the corner
Walk beside her while she's striding down the road
But its you she thinks of in the hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes
Regret's an open road that stretches out for miles
La la la la la
But its you she thinks of in the hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes
Regret's an open road that stretches out for miles
song performed by by Bic Runga
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Smile smile smile
Smile smile smile
As you always smile
Your face created
To smile
So smile
That suit you baby a lot
Like elegant cut
You don't need a makeup
For morning
For night
You only need baby
Your brilliant smile
No need for lipstick
To shine
Wear baby your shining
Smile
Your sweet smile
touch
Baby intending
To my heart
By secret
passion lingo
Of leonardo
Da Vinci art
And I love that
So baby keep your smile
As you always smile
poem by Sallam Yassin
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On a film, I was always acting. I was either changing my clothes really quickly and wiping off the lipstick and putting on the other lipstick and then working constantly, constantly.
quote by Maggie Gyllenhaal
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A Wine Quiesced
You…the lipstick
on my glass...
‘O bottomless eyes
drink to me only
breathe me, yes
sip my wine….
why the pause…
what left those
wet dark eyes
why withdraw into
that safe shadowed shell
your riddled worlds
of secrecy… veiled
un-promised
yet ever inviting
a tentative swirl
my wine
lowered
un-tasted
similitude
left you
dry…longing…
no…
don't wipe it off
delicate fingers
trailed…
a lingering
pause…
a glass
kissed…
a wine
quiesced…
poem by George Vuyakovich
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I left halfway through my third year to start Lipstick On Your Collar, which was the first thing I ever did.
quote by Ewan McGregor
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Lipstick And Bruises
You kiss me on the way up
Kick me when I fall down
Under the radar
Stick me in the lost and found
Lipstick and bruises
Up and down
[CHORUS:]
This is what you always wanted
It's what you asked for
This is what you always wanted
And now you want more
Now these are all your new friends
Baby, you're a rock star now
Runnin' with the devil
Kiss me when the lights go down
Lipstick and bruises
Up and down
[CHORUS]
[guitar solo]
Kiss me when the lights go down
Lipstick and bruises
Up and down
This is what you always wanted
It's what you asked for
This is what you always wanted
And now you want more
And now you want more
And now you want more
It's what you wanted
It's what you needed
And now you want more
song performed by by Lit
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Reba
Reba sink a boulder in the water
Reba tie a cable to a tree
Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper
Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune
Knee deep in the motel tub
Reba dangle ladle form her lip
Dip
Sip
Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume
Mutter to a farmer in a truck
Take a peek at the cheetah, reba
Cheetah on the prowl in a cage
Sink a boulder in the water
Tie a cable to a tree
Mutter nature to the nag
With the lipstick perfume
Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover
Thunder in a circle
Down the pipes
Bag it
Tag it
Sell it to the butcher in the store
Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub
Picked up a jar unscrewed the top
And watched it drop into the water
A little scoop of plaster mix
Some coffee grounds and mud
And then she stirred it with the ladle
That her grandmother had bought her
Threw in a pot of melted wax
A forefoot and a hoof
Apple core, worms galore
And a can of some corrosive
Coconuts and chloroform
Some wicker and some cork
Toxic waste, some purple paste
She hoped was not explosive
Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation
And she knew that what she make
Would be the finest in the nation
song performed by by Phish
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A Woman Knows
(chris mccarty/allen spears/john fowler)
How can you just stand there
And act like nothings wrong
You havent even kissed me
Or held me for so long
Theres no lipstick on your collar
Theres no perfume on your clothes
Theres no number on a matchbook
But a woman always knows
A woman know without asking
A woman knows whats left unsaid
A woman knows when a mans been sleeping
In someone elses bed
I dont have all the answers
And you havent left a clue
But in my heart theres just no question
Youve found somebody new
A woman know without asking
A woman knows whats left unsaid
A woman knows when a mans been sleeping
In someone elses bed
When you refuse to talk about it
In your silence my suspicion grows
You dont have to paint a picture
Somehow a woman knows
You dont have to paint a picture
Somehow a woman knows
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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You Cant Put Your Arms Around Whats Already Gone
I saw red, stayed at home
Placed a big pillow over the phone
In this town where Im from
Ive learned two is so much better than one
But you left me alone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Well, you hurt to the core
You used to kiss like no one had done before
And your taste turned me on
Now you drive me real crazy just by being born
Cos you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
And you cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Took the tram round the bay
Where everyone tells you to have a nice day
And my pride almost broke
When the tears dont fit you, you look like a joke
And you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Cryin eyes gettin worn
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Hey, you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
song performed by by Roxette
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Lipstick Vogue
Dont say you love me when its just a rumour
Dont say a word if there is any doubt.
Sometimes I think that love is just a tumour;
Youve got to cut it out.
You say youre sorry for the things that youve done.
You say youre sorry but you know you dont mean it.
I wouldnt worry. I had so much fun.
Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being
Its you
Not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue
Its you
Not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue
Oh yeah.
Get to the slot machine almost dead on arrival
Just hit me one more time with that live wire
Maybe they told you you were only a girl in a million
You say Ive got not feelings;
This is a good way to kill them.
Select the control and then insert the token
You wanna throw me away but Im not broken.
Youve got a lot to say. well Im not joking.
There are some words they dont allow to be spoken.
Sometimes I almost feel just like a human being
Its you
Not just another mouth in the lipstick vogue
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Want Ads
Wanted young man single and free
Experience in love preferred
But well except a young trainee
Back home I find myself lost and all alone
My man isplaying the field the thrill is gone
He stays out all night saus hes with the boys
But lipstick on his collar
Perfume on him too
Tells me hes been lying
Ill tell you what Im gonna do
Gonna put it in the want ads
This girls in misery
Gonna put it in the want ads
Somebody rescue me
I spend my nights alone crying bitter tears
Although I cry alot nobody really hears
And when I need him most hes never by my side
Hes either playing cards or drinking at the bar
He thinks that Im a fool
Im going to the evening news
Gonna put it in the want ads
My man and I are through
Extra extra
Read all about it
Wanted young man single and free
Experience in love preferred
But well except a young trainee
Lipstick on his collar
Perfume on him too
Tells me hes been lying
Im going to the evening news
Gonna put it in the want ads
This girls in misery ad lib
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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New Age
(reed)
Loaded version
Can I have your autograph
He said to the fat blonde actress
You know Ive seen every movie youve been in
From paths of pain to jewels of glory
And when you kissed robert mitchum
Gee but I thought youd never catch him
Over the hill right now
And youre looking for love
Youre over the hill right now
And youre looking for love
Ill come running to you honey when you want me
Ill come running to yoy honey when you want me
Can I have your autograph
He said to the fat blonde actress
You know I know everything youve done
Anyway I hate divorces
To the left is a marble shower
It was fun even for an hour
Yourre over the hill right now
And youre looking for love
Youre over the hill right now
And youre looking for love
Ill come running to you honey when you want me
Ill come running to you honey when you want me
Somethings got a hold on me
And I dont know what
Somethings got a hold on me
And I dont know what
Its the beginning of a new age
Its the beginning of a new age
Its a new age
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1969 live with lou reed version
Waiting for the phone to ring
Diamond necklace on my shoulder
Waiting for the phone to ring
Lipstick on my naked shoulder
It seems to be my fancy to make it with
Franky and sue ann
Over the bridge we go
Looking for love
Over the bridge we go
Looking for love
Ill come running to you, hey baby if you want me
Ill come running to you, baby if you want me
Looking at my hands today
Look to me that theyre made of ivory
I had a funny call today
Someone died and someone married
You know that its my fancy to make it with
Franky and sue ann
Over the bridge they go
Looking for love
Over the bridge we go
Looking for love
Ill come running to you, hey baby if you want me
Ill come running to you, baby if you want me
Somethings got a hold on me
And I dont know what
Somethings got a hold on me
And I dont know what
Its the beginning of a new age
Its the beginning of a new age
Its new age
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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The Comfort Of A Drunken Mind
Lipstick on an empty glass
A Memory of a smile
In my time, don’t you know?
Young girls vied for my attention
Always posing, Heartbreaker to women was I.
God, I will never see her smile again
Her voice silent to me
Inside I am a flower without rain
A musician without music
My love waits in a queue,
Full of fools, and whiskey bottles
Ahhh another drink
Yes tomorrow, will be better
I remember her stare,
Sitting on that chair,
That damn chair.
Drink Darling?
My Blossom of the night,
A smooth talker me.
I broke her dreams
Now Petals on a stormy sea
I remember her scent
Now washed away on the hurricanes breath
Called Whisky
Ahh another drink, she won’t leave me?
Damn that empty chair
To bed, the morning will bring her back
The bottle sleeps
And the sandman paints his illusions
Dreams invulnerable to reality
The glow of dawn, incinerates these imposters
Fabricated in the monsoon of a drowning brain
Cornflakes and Barley wine, a man’s breakfast
What now, a snifter I think and another thought?
Love has left this empty chair
Where dreams and happiness dwelt
Where futures were planned
And where love flowed, intoxicating our lives.
Still, the empty glass remains.
Ahh, another drink, and another illusion to comfort my soul
The bottle is my love now,
And the empty chair, my sentence.
That damned empty chair
Ahh did I tell you, once I was a heartbreaker?
Come Share a drink with me friend?
poem by Steven Cooke
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Makeup
When you wake up in the morning
And you put the makeup upon your face
Do you try to cover up the age and lines
Or only the sins and deceptions and the disgrace.
Do you try to place on a happy smile
By putting bright lipstick upon your lips
Or do you try to cover up your own hard life
Something that someone like you never forgets.
And as you look into your mirror
Do you powder the many lines upon your face
The lines that has stretched from years ago
Unto the present days of your life and waste.
Do you try to cover up the bags under your eyes
From all the many restless and sleepless nights
The nights when you cared not where you went
As long as you went and held on to someone tight.
Do you place the powder upon your cheeks
To make you look so cheerful and so very nice
But as they say you cant judge a book by its cover
And if they knew you, they need only to think twice.
And as you are preparing yourself for the day
With your makeup in front of you and on the shelf
Does it take you a little longer to put it on each day
As you try to cover yourself up and become someone else.
The makeup you have will you pass it along one day
And then show someone else how to cover up their lines
Maybe your sisters or even maybe your daughters
That is though if they need to cover up their lying.
And do you ever step back away from your mirror
Do you ever try to look at yourself as a whole
Does it ever bring tears into your heart and eyes
Do you ever wish that you still had a soul.
So as your prepare to start your brand new morning
With your lipstick and powders and so much more
Do you ever wish that you could just wash your face clean
And never have to cover up your ways and lies from the nights before.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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That Is The Question
this morning as i wake
up with you still closing
your eyes
i write a question
for you: lipstick on the mirror
do you still love me?
p.s.
just tell me and everything
shall be removed from you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We fit into each other
We fit into each other
and it is pure passion,
perfect like light on glass
with bodies, hands
and feelings touching deeper.
There’s JC Le Roux champagne in a glass
and the red sparkles like fire
burning deep in your eyes
while you shake your head
spreading your hair over your shoulders.
Later you lipstick
is on the edge of a glass,
while I pour some more champagne for you
and the smoke of your cigarette
spirals up into the air
and I see your perfect body
before you draw me nearer to you
and I feel your soft skin
with nipples pointing into my chest
with your breath soft against my cheek.
In your sleep your turn against me,
lying with an arm stretched over my body
and it’s as if your lips are muttering words
while your face looks pure and chaste
like that of a small girl.
The next day I find
a brown hair-clip in my bed,
on the pillow there’s a mark of red lipstick
and my sheets smell of you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Could I Have Your Autograph
Hello, I dont know me from adam, you dont know me from eve
I just came here tonight cause I was lonely
Youre no elvis presley, Im no marilyn monroe
But I do think youre sexy, just thought Id tell you so
Hey could I have your autograph
Your name and your number on a small photograph
Id like to know you and what youre all about
Hey could I have your autograph
Ive had my eyes on you and youre worth lookin at
Could I ask you out or should a lady do that
You may not be famous but you look like a star
You should be in movies as cute as you are
Hey could I have your autograph
Your name and your number on a small photograph
Could I interest you in a romance perhaps
Hey could I have your autograph
Got my heart in my hands and my head in the clouds
And youre everything every girl dreams about
And being with you would be heaven no doubt
What I wouldnt do for your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
Hey could I have your autograph
I like your body could I help you work it out
Maybe moving to the music playing on the phonograph
Hey could I have your autograph
Oh could I have your autograph
You know youre just the kind to makes a woman real proud
Would you take a chance on a girl from the south
Could I have your autograph
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Deep In That Socket
Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Then sick 'em in that pocket.
And I don't think I'll deny her,
A reason...
To try it.
Since I know...
How I got it to rocket.
And she dosen't seem as greedy...
As those greedy in a 'need'.
She's not like that!
'That's a fatal attraction! '
I don't like knocking my rocks,
All alone!
Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Them sick 'em in the pocket.
And she got it to rocket.
Lipstick thick on lips delicious.
And I wanna lick 'em...
Then sick 'em in that pocket.
And if those lips are kissin' right...
We'll get good to satisfy a moan!
Deep in that socket...
To knock, bend and bop it!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
'That's a fatal attraction! '
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
'That's a fatal attraction! '
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
But,
She ain't like that!
'That's a fatal attraction! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lipstick Stained His Coat
Betrayal leaked into his voice
And burned like bile in his throat
Guilt washed over his eyes, left by his choice
His eye brows drew up and lipstick stained his coat
Shame snaked its way through his tousled hair
Down his trousers and around his feet
His guilty gaze shifted here and there
Checking for indication of his retreat
She plastered on her facade of a smile
And opened her arms to welcome him
But, at midnight, sobs washed the bathroom tile
And tears tinged her hair at the ends
poem by Allison Pardieck
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