You Don't Know Me
I will disguise myself so no one
will really know who I am.
I will wear bright clothes and flashy shoes
and they will call me ma'am.
But when I'm in no one's company
I'll let my hair all down.
I'll put on a drab old shirt
and slippers of shabby brown.
For clothes do make the person.
That's what I've been told.
When my flashy clothes are on
I'm a sight to behold.
But that's not who I am you know.
I'm just a plain old gal.
But I can fool the best of them.
They think I'm a femme fatale.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Femme Fatale
Here she comes,
You better watch youre step.
Shes going to break your heart in two, its true.
Its not hard to realise
Just look into those false coloured eyes,
Shell build to up just to put you down, what a clown,
Coz everybody knows...
(shes a femme fatale)
Things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book,
Youre number 37, take a look
Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown.
Little boy shes from the street
Before you start youre already beat
Shes going to play you for a fool, yes its true,
Coz everybody kowns...
(chorus)
(yeh, I seen that girl, so man, I know where youre
Commin from. shes all lips and eyes and legs, and then
Its great, but you know what, shes going to mess you up pal..)
She will try to put you down,
The hardest girl around,
Coz everybody knows...
Things she does to please
Shes just a little tease
A everybody knows..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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I love clothes. I can't control myself. I have a huge fetish for shoes and clothes and make-up. I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to wear things over and over again.
quote by Hilary Duff
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Flashy Lady
Prance,prance I'm goin go in to your dance
Flashy lady
Shake,shake you know you got what it take
Flashy lady
Everything I got depends on you
Flashy lady
No one else can love me like you do
No one else but you
Cause you got that think
Flashy lady
Come on and strut your stuff
Strut your stuff
Now'now flashy lady
I just can't get enough
No not enough
You know when other people call you trash
I love to love a flashy lady
Wild,wild you really got on me now
Flashy lady
Shine,shine you know your looking find
Flashy lady
I can never let you get away
Flashy lady
And it doesn't matter what they say
Your goin to get your way
Cause you got that think
Flashy lady
Come on and strut you stuff
Come on come on now
Flashy lady
I just can't get enough
Not a ,not enough
You know when other people call you trash
I love to love a flashy lady
Flashy lady
Don't you know you got a grandprance
Come on go in to your dance
Flashy lady
Shake,shake you know you got what it takes
Flashy lady
I can use a taste of what you got
Flashy lady
You can chase away the blues I got
The bad news I got
When you use that thing
Flashy lady
Come on and strut your stuff
Come on,come on now
Flashy lady
I just can't get enough
You know,you know,you know.know
When people call you trash
I love to love the flashy lady
Flashy lady
Flashy lady prance ,prance come on,come on
Flashy lady shake,shake you know you got what it takes
Shine, shine you know your looking find
Flashy lady
[fade out]
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Femme Fatale
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, down
Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true
Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
song performed by by Ours
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Femme Fatale
(reed)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
Shes going to break your heart in two, its true
Its not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book
Youre number 37, have a look
Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, shes from the street
Before you start, youre already beat
Shes gonna play you for a fool, yes its true
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Outside Of That I Love You
What makes you think I'm crazy about you?
What makes you think I can't do without you?
I've looked you over carefully
And if I never see you again, it's soon enough for me
I hate the ground you walk upon
I hate the phone you talk upon
I hate 'most ev'rything that you do
I hate that funny little mouth you drink with
That peanut on your shoulders that you think with
I hate the rouge upon your lips
The polish on your finger tips
I hate your eyes of heavenly blue
I hate the way you sigh, honest I do
Outside of that, I love you
[Female version:]
I hate the way you comb your hair
I hate the flashy clothes you wear
I hate the patent shine on your shoe
I hate the closet that you keep your clothes in
I hate the handkerchief you blow your nose in
I hate the smell of your cigar
The way you lean against a bar
I hate the jokes you tell that are blue
I hate that fancy tie, honest I do
Outside of that, I love you
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Tuck Your Shirt In
My name is Holly
And I like
I'm so glad that you asked me out tonight
Our conversation over dinner was really nice
But don't forget you still owe me dessert
It's 12 we missed the late show
So let's head over to this joint that I know
Everytime I take someone it's always such a ride
But there's a dress code
You've got to follow
There's no exceptions
And once you're in
If you want TMA
You better need to be
Oh baby
But before you enter
Tuck your shirt in
No way you'll get rid of
Other clothes
If you don't follow this
One moment
Tuck your shirt in
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
We're probably gonna need to call a cab
Ten minute walk over there and back
But I think it's best we
Save our energy
Tonight I'm really on the grind
Otherwise I'd normally wait a while
Before I'd ask
Somebody to my party
But there's a dress code
You've got to follow
There's no exceptions
And once you're in
If you want TMA
You better need to be
Oh baby
But before you enter
Tuck your shirt in
No way you'll get rid of
Other clothes
If you don't follow this
One moment
Tuck your shirt in
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
But there's a dress code
You've got to follow
There's no exceptions
And once you're in
If you want TMA
You better need to be
Oh baby
But before you enter
Tuck your shirt in
No way you'll get rid of
Other clothes
If you don't follow this
One moment
Tuck your shirt in
TMA
You better need to be
Oh baby
But before you enter
Tuck your shirt in
No way you'll get rid of
Other clothes
If you don't follow this
One moment
Tuck your shirt in
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
song performed by by Holly Valance from Footprints
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The clothes back in those days were made so much better than clothes are today. They actually took time to make clothes to fit a woman's body. Today they make clothes that fit sizes, so it stretches to fit this and that.
quote by Debbie Allen
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Clothes Line
After a while we took in the clothes,
Nobody said very much.
Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants
Which nobody really wanted to touch.
Mama come in and picked up a book
An papa asked her what it was.
Someone else asked, what do you care?
Papa said, well, just because.
Then they started to take back their clothes,
Hang em on the line.
It was january the thirtieth
And everybody was feelin fine.
The next day everybody got up
Seein if the clothes were dry.
The dogs were barking, a neighbor passed,
Mama, of course, she said, hi!
Have you heard the news? he said, with a grin,
The vice-presidents gone mad!
Where? downtown. when? last night.
Hmm, say, thats too bad!
Well, theres nothin we can do about it, said the neighbor,
Its just somethin were gonna have to forget.
Yes, I guess so, said ma,
Then she asked me if the clothes was still wet.
I reached up, touched my shirt,
And the neighbor said, are those clothes yours?
I said, some of em, not all of em.
He said, ya always help out around here with the chores?
I said, sometime, not all the time.
Then my neighbor, he blew his nose
Just as papa yelled outside,
Mama wants you t come back in the house and bring them clothes.
Well, I just do what Im told,
So, I did it, of course.
I went back in the house and mama met me
And then I shut all the doors.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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I think that fashion can be a lot of fun. I love clothes, but I recognize that it should only be a hobby. Some clothes that are more design-based look better on women with figures like wire hangers, because that's the nature of the design. I won't wear those clothes.
quote by Anne Hathaway
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Old Fashioned, Not Me.!
‘Old Fashioned' (Not Me!)
‘Old fashioned' they say,
"Who me, ? No way".
Don't like ‘Rave' or ‘Rap',
That's not music that.
Don't care for ‘Boxer' shorts or a Shell suit,
Maybe colourful and cute.
But it's plain to see,
They are not for me.
All those designer clothes,
Are only worn for laughs and to pose.
And the cost to buy a name,
We are the ‘mugs' in this fashion game.!
Small fortunes just to be able,
To wear a fancy label.
And the price of trainer shoes,
Would give your wallet the blues.
Now and then, an item may catch my eye,
If the price is right, I may just buy.
But no way will I keep up with the latest in-thing,
No to the trends I won't give in.
So my family can keep on bashing,
My sense of fashion.
Yes they can laugh and scoff,
But they can all knob off.
I will stick to my ‘straight-legged' jeans,
No need for flashy seams.
No need for multi-collared paint splattered jackets,
With dozens of zips and pockets.
I'll stick to my denims or leather,
This will last a lot better.
Those fancy track-suits and types are so thin,
May as well use them for a bin.! !
So I don't really care so there,
I'll wear what I'll wear.
Sept' 1992
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Gentlemen’s women.
Wear not open ended shoes;
Nor revealing clothes, no hair
Colouring, nor danglers for ears,
No bright lipsticks, no jewels.
Gentlemen like such.women
20.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Wing And A Prayer
I heard someone talking
about kids and what they wear.
They said they walk about these days
wearing nothing but a wing and a prayer.
I smiled to myself at that remark
because it was obviously they had forgot
about the clothes they used to wear.
So before we are quick to condemn
lets take a trip down memory lane,
back to the clothes we used to wear
when we were that age
and to the designs that were all the rage.
Suppose we go back to the sixties
now that was a good time,
the Mods and the Rockers,
scooters and motorbikes,
not to forget Flower Power.
Oh, yes I remember it well.
The drainpipe trousers,
sitting in the bath
to shrink the jeans down,
not forgetting the holy vest and long hair,
brothel creepers and winkle picker shoes,
and that was just the boys.
What about the girls with their skirts?
There was the maxi, the mini and the micro,
the latter once described as nothing more than a long scarf.
So before we condemn the youngsters today
for going around with nothing but a wing and a prayer, l
et us not forget what we used to wear.
I can remember my parents saying
your showing your knee
now that is so shocking.
Today people look at youngsters
saying it wasn’t like that in my day.
Don’t you believe it,
we were just as bad,
and we were just as crazy as kids today.
When it came to our clothes,
we have no right to condemn
for whatever they wear.
We were just the same at their age,
we used to wear
nothing more than a wing and a prayer.
We called it Fashion
way, way back then,
the same as they call it now.
poem by David Harris
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A Parent's Lament
'How many times have I told you,
Behave, and just do as you're told?
Stop messing about in that bedroom,
Come on now your tea will be cold.'
'If you will act the fool at the table
I'll take your meal off you you know;
And make sure your shoes are not dirty
If right through the house you must go.'
'If you're off out to play now just listen:
Don't go where you're told not to go,
And make sure you're back when I've told you,
No later than quarter to four.'
'How many times have I asked you
To pick up your clothes off the floor?
I'm warning you now it's the last time,
For goodness sake PLEASE close that door.'
'If I have to come up there you're for it,
I mean it, I'll say it no more;
Turn down that noise from your radio,
It's too loud... Oh PLEASE keep it low.'
'Look I know that I'm always complaining,
I know that I'm sometimes a bore,
And though you are driving me bonkers,
I really do love you you know.'
Written Aug 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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Clothing
Let them dry their clothes
As fresh as ripe fruit.
Wear them both even in deathblows,
Clothes are supreme as fruit and absolute.
Let the clothes bespeak the teeth
And read our sentence.
Why do cares become a wreath?
When do we read with abundance?
The attire is an abhorrence whenever
We try on new thoughts and then endeavour.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Femme Fatale
Here she comes you better watch your step
Shes going to play you for a fool its true
Its not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
Shell build you up to just put you down
What a clown
Cause everybody knows the things she does to please
Shes just a little tease
See the way she walks hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book
Youre number thirty-seven have a look
Shes going to play you for a fool its true
Little boy on the street
Before you start youre already beat
Shes going to smile to make you frown
What a clown
Cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks hear the way she talks
song performed by by REM
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Naked
Naked as a jaybird,
it feels so free.
Unclothed, unfettered
like a baby.
Not worn down
with clothes all around,
ashamed to be seen
but when no one's found
in your company
you strip.
Strip away your clothes,
strip away your shoes,
strip away the make-up
and anything you use
to give a false impression
for the entire world to see.
You're not naked as a jaybird
so you can't fly free.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Closet
In the closet hung her dresses
and her shoes were on the floor.
She would not wear the dresses now
nor the shoes anymore.
He could not give her clothes away.
He smelled them everyday.
In the closet hung her robes
and nightgowns that were sheer.
She would not wear them in the nights,
her nights no longer here.
He could not give them all away.
He fingered them every day.
In the closet he felt close to her
and spoke in whispered word.
'I remember how you looked in these.'
He spoke as if she heard.
'I cannot give your clothes away.
They're all I have of you today.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The fashionable woman wears clothes. The clothes don't wear her.
quote by Mary Quant
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A Fool No More
Written by peter green.
Yes, Ive packed up my clothes
Im moving away from your door
Lord, Ive packed up my clothes
Said, Im moving away from your door
Ive been your fool for so long
Babe, I wont play that fool no more
I gave you all my money
I work as hard as I can
I came home early one morning
I found you with another man
Babe, Ive packed up my clothes
Im moving away from your door
Said, Ive been your fool for so long
And lord, I wont play that fool no more
Solo
So good-bye baby
You dont even care
Yes, I had a love so strong for you
But you treat me so unfair
Said, Ive packed up my clothes
Im moving away from your door
You know, Ive been your fool for so long
And babe, I wont play that fool no more
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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