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Skater Boy

He was a boy
She was a girl
Can i make it any more obvious
He was a punk
She did ballet
What more can i say
He wanted her
She'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth

5 years from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby she's all alone
She turns on tv
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin up MTV
She calls up her friends
They already know
And they've all got
Tickets to see his show
She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Sorry girl but you missed out
Well tough luck that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see

song performed by by Avril Lavigne from Let Go
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Sk8er Boi

Hes was a boy,
Shes was a a girl,
Cannot make it any more obvious,
He was a punk,
She did ballet,
What more can I say.
He wanted her,
Shed never tell secretly she wanted him as well,
But all of her friends,
Stuck up their nose,
They had a problem with his baggy clothes.
He was a skater boy,
She said see you later boy
He wasnt good enough for her,
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth.
5 years from now,
She sits at home,
Feeding the baby shes alone,
She turns on tv,
Guess who she sees,
Skater boy rockin up mtv!!,
She calls up her friends,
They already know,
And theyve all got
Tickets to see his show,
She tags along,
Stands in the crowd,
Looks up at the man that she turned down.
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasnt good enough for her,
Now hes a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what hes worth?
He was a skater boy,
She said see you later boy,
He wasnt good enough for her,
Now hes a super star ,
Slamming on his guitar ,
Does your pretty face see what hes worth?
(music)
Sorry girl but you missed out,
Well tough luck that boys mine now,
We are more than just good friends,
This is how the story ends,
Too bad that you couldnt see,
See the man that boy could be,
There is more than meets the eye,
I see the soul that is inside.
Hes just a boy,
And Im just a girl,
Can I make it any more obvious,
We are in love,
Havent you heard?
How we rock each others world!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(sing 2x)
Im with the skater boy,
I said see you later boy,
Ill be back stage after the show,
Ill be at the studio,
Singing the song we wrote,
About a girl you used to know.

song performed by by Avril Lavigne
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Sk8ter Boy

He was a boy, she was a girl can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet what more can I say?
He wanted her, she'd never tell secretly she wanted him as well
All of her friends stuck up their nose & they had a problem with his baggy clothes
(Chorus)
He was a sk8ter boy, she said see ya later boy he wasn't good enough for her, she had a pretty face but her head was up in space, she needed to come back down to earth.
Five years from now she sits at home, feeding the baby she's all alone, she turn on the t.v. guess who she sees sk8ter boy rockin' up MTV, she calls up her friends they already know, and they've all got tickets to see his show, she tags along and stands in the crowd, and looks up at the man that she turned down
(Chorus)
He was sk8ter boy, she said see ya later boy he wasn't good enough for her, now he's a superstar slammin' on his guitar does your pretty face see what he's worth (1 more time)
Sorry girl but you missed out, well tough luck that boys mine now, we are more than just good friends, this is how this story ends, to bad that you couldn't see, see the man that boy could be, there is more than meets the eye, I see the soul that is inside
He's just a boy, and I'm just a girl can I make it anymore obvious?
We are in love haven't you heard? How we rock each others world.
I'm with the sk8ter boy, I said see you later boy I'll be backstage after the show, I'll be at the studio singin' the song he wrote about a girl he used to know
(1 more time)

song performed by by Avril Lavigne
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Good Friendship

In friendship lies, life’s beauty prime –
A bond that stands the test of time,
And withstands every change of clime.

Good friendship makes life worth living;
Than taking, life is in giving –
The crux of friendship, worth telling!

Our earthly life would be a bore,
Without good friendship at its core:
That takes each person to the fore!

Though parents care for their children,
And relatives for kith and kin,
Yet, friends usher on earth, heaven!

Happy the ones, who have good friends!
Their worries in life, almost ends:
In need, good friend always attends.

And without friends, life could be sad,
And make all events, pretty bad,
And turn some persons, almost mad!

Good friends are rarely found in life,
And help you timely in your strife –
Some turning husband or your wife!

Nurture good friendship if you can;
Essential are friends good, man:
Those add spice to your earth’s life-span.

poem by John Celes
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You're Pretty Good Looking

Oh yeah you're pretty good-looking for a girl
but your back is so broken
and this feelings still gonna linger on
until the year 2525 now
yeah you're pretty good-looking for a girl
your eyes are wide open
and your thoughts have been stolen by the boys
who took you out and bought you everything you
want now
yeah you're pretty good-looking
oh yeah
you're pretty good-looking
yes youre pretty good-looking
oh yeah
for a girl
lots of people in this world
but I want to be your boy
to me that thought is sounding so absurd
and I dont wanna be your toy
cause you're pretty good-looking for a girl
my future's wide open
but this feelings still gonna linger on
until I know everything I need to know now
yeah you're pretty good-looking
oh yeah
you're pretty good-looking
yes you're pretty good-looking
oh yeah
for a girl

song performed by by White Stripes
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Girl

(coverdale/marsden/murray)
I have never known a woman
Who loves me like you do,
You treat me like a dog
An make me shake my tail for you
I know the game youre playing
When youre turning all your tricks
Its written on your face
You just want your business fixed
No, I dont need a crystal ball
To see whats in your mind
If I dont give you what you want
You treat me so unkind,
But if Im good and give you love
You throw me down a bone,
But if Im bad you make me sad
An leave my love alone
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Just a pretty little crazy white girl,
Pretty little crazy white girl
Girl, girl
Pretty little crazy white girl
I know, baby, you aint fooling
With all your high class schooling,
You want everything your own way
If I could, I would
Do every little thing a good man should,
Baby, Id really give it to you
Every day
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Just a pretty little crazy white girl,
Pretty little crazy white girl
Girl...
Mean mistreater,
There aint no one to beat you,
But you treat me so bad
Ive never known a woman
Who loves me like you do,
You treat me like a dog
An still I shake my tail for you
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Just a pretty little crazy white girl,
Pretty little crazy white girl
Girl, girl...
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Girl, she treat me so bad
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Girl, come on baby
Pretty little crazy white girl,
I love the way you make me
Girl...
Pretty little crazy white girl,
Girl...
Pretty little crazy white girl

song performed by by Whitesnake
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Not because we are friends

Not because we are friends then I will
Be dishonest, calling a spade a diamond,

I don’t work that way, ugly is ugly
Pretty is pretty, and bad is bad and

Good is good to me, no matter what,
And you show me your face with a

New haircut, and ask me if you look
Good, and I say, you look the other

Way around, is the barber still alive?
Then you show me your poem that you

Wrote last night, and you ask me
What do you think? I think it is

I take a look, read a while and
Twitch my face many times than usual

Garbage, throw it in the wastebasket
And you say I am cruel, I am inconsi-

Derate about how you feel. I am
Telling you, you are my friend and

We are friends because we are honest.
Why not try writing another one again?

I will not teach you though, I write so
Bad myself, feeling so bad, but I will not stop

Being myself & be my harshest critique
I bought another trashcan, bigger this time.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pretty Woman

pretty woman walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind i like to meet
Pretty woman, i don't believe you
You're not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me
Pretty woman, i couldn't help but see
Pretty woman, and you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me
Cause i need you
I'll treat you right
Come with me baby
Be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away
Ok
If that's the way it must be, ok
I guess i'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night
But wait, what do i see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me
O-oh
Pretty woman.

song performed by by Bad Company
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Isnt It Midnight

Written by christine mcvie.
So cool, calm and collected
You had a style, a rakish style
Well my poor heart never connected
Youd stay so long on my mind.
Well, isnt it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember t
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
Looking back so long ago
You had a knack, a knack of making women know
Ooh there wasnt the time
And I knew youd nver be mine
Well, isnt it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
Isnt it midnight on the other side of the world
Do you remember
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl
The face of a pretty girl

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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You're Pretty Good Lookin' (For A Girl)

Oh yeah you're pretty good lookin...for a girl,
But your back is so broken.
And this feeling's still gonna linger on,
Until the year twenty-five twenty-five now.
Yeah you're pretty good looking for a girl,
Your eyes are wide open.
And your thoughts have been stolen by the boys.
Who took you out and bought you everything you own now.
Yeah you're pretty good looking oh yeah...
You're pretty good lookin.
Yes you're pretty good looking..oh yeah, for a girl.
Lots of people in this world,
But I wanna be your boy.
To me that thought it sounds so absurd,
And I don't wanna be your toy.
Cuz you're pretty good looking for a girl,
My future's wide open.
But this feeling's still gonna linger on,
Until I know everything I need to know now.
Yeah you're pretty good looking oh yeah...
You're pretty good lookin.
Yes you're pretty good looking..oh yeah, for a girl.

song performed by by White Stripes
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Oh Pretty Woman

Written by Roy Orbison, Bill Bees
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street.
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet,
Pretty woman, I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one could look as good as you.
Mercy
Pretty woman, won't you pardon me.
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see,
Pretty woman, you look lovely as can be.
Are you lonely just like me?
Kiss me
Pretty woman stop a while.
Pretty woman won't you talk a while.
Pretty woman give your smile to me.
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Pretty woman, won't you look my way.
Pretty woman, won't you say you'll stay with me.
'Cause I need you, hey I'll treat you right.
Come with me baby, you can be mine tonight.
ahhhhh, ahhhh
Pretty woman, hey don't walk on by.
Pretty woman, don't make me cry.
Pretty woman, don't you walk away, hey! OK.
If that's the way it must be, OK.
I guess I'll go on home, cause it's si late.
There'll be tomorrow night, BUT WAIT!
What do I see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me!
Wohoo PRETTY WOMAN!

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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I am the Pretty Girl-Chapter One

Pretty Hurts
I am the pretty one,

the one the girls hate

and the boys pant for

and I stand aloof because

there is no room for me to be

who I am.

All I get is people reacting

to how I look

and I see them whisper

'She's so stuck up.'

I am not.

I am lonely and superior to them

that make these kinds of comments.

So all day I have to take the stares

and the mini-hatreds

just because I am pretty.

I like being pretty

it comes easy to me;

takes no effort.

My hair is beautiful and I don't have to do anything to it.

My skin is good. Thank God, no zits

My figure is good

but I get the comments when I walk through-

the Neanderthals always make comments-

and I cannot help it if my parents are rich.

So I am trapped behind this wall.

I don't have to study hard to get good grades;

this school is easy.

I don't have to work hard for anything.

Things just come to me.

But, it has made a prison for me

and because I don't have to get smart

or work hard-

I can get by on my looks,

my teachers like me-

one too much;

so in the end I am doing what I hate

others do-

seeing me only in terms of how I look-

and I realize I am doing the same thing to myself.

I am my looks.
I am trapped.

So when boys try to talk to me I clam up

because I think there is only one thing they want.

And most of the time I am right.

They do-just want

one thing.

Other's of them just want to say I am their girl friend

even if that is not true just so they can brag to their friends.

Some of them lie and claim they had you,
or you

are lesbian
just because you don't like them.

I am the pretty girl and most times that is pretty sad.

So I don't talk to anyone except other pretty girls.

They understand. They have the pretty girl thing too.

So we stand around sometimes and think we are superior

but we also think secretly we might be inferior and lonely too

and who is going to feel sorry for the pretty girl? Nobody that's who.

So I dated the football guy who was pretty too.
It seemed he would understand-handsome and pretty,
the same thing I thought.

Boy was I wrong. He was his mothers' boy
and only liked me

because he thought there was prestige in it.
And I did it for the same reason.

We both were boring when alone
and tried to look like the super couple
when people were around.

I was bored and truth be told I was also boring.

I had nothing to say
and all's he wanted to talk about was football

and sex.

I told him no.

And then he latched onto my best friend, well I called her my best friend, but

we were not really friends. We just sorta hung out together.

My real best friend was Alma for a while.
She was the ugly sidekick

pretty girls seem to attract.
All she wanted to do was be with me.

She did everything I asked her to,
sometimes without me even asking.
I began to think that just maybe being pretty was being superior.
People like Alma

made it easy to think that.
She seemed to think I was superior.

I used to lie to her about all the boys coming on to me
and things they said and she believed those lies.

I felt I had to tell the stories
because the stories seemed to mean so much to her.
Besides telling her the phony stories
gave me a fantasy life to make up for my real one.

We were a good pair of friends for a while
until Alma told me one day about her love;
Her love for me.
And I realized she was not talking about friend love.

That's another thing,
you get come on's from both genders
and some like Alma turn into stalkers.

She lied and told her friend that we had been together.
A total lie.

That is why high school is prison camp for the pretty girl.

I broke down one day while talking to Geek Billy
who came over to my house to fix my computer.
He was rad-geek and shorter than me
and I never really considered him a real person or anything
so I was talking like he was not even there.
I was saying why me, why does everyone hate me?

He started yammering that he didn't hate me,
and put his arm around me.
I looked up and saw that he was not trying to jump my bones,
he really was trying to comfort me
like he understood and all that.
It was laughable you know.

I was so above him and everything
but he seemed that day like a real person to me
for just a tiny minute.

He left and I lay on my bed
and wrote into my diary-
'Geek boy loves me.'

I wrote: 'I am the pretty girl no one likes
because I am above them.'

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Bad Pretty Girl

I am the pretty one,
the one the girls hate
and the boys pant for
and I stand aloof because
there is no room for me to be
who I am.

All I get is people reacting
to how I look
and I see them whisper
'She's so stuck up.'
I am not.
I am lonely and superior to them
that make these kinds of comments.

So all day I have to take the stares
and the mini-hatreds
just because I am pretty.
I like being pretty
it comes easy to me;
takes no effort.

My hair is beautiful and I don't have to do anything to it.
My skin is good. Thank God, no zits
My figure is good
but I get the comments when I walk through-
the Neanderthals always make comments-
and I cannot help it if my parents are rich.

So I am trapped behind this wall.
I don't have to study hard to get good grades;
this school is easy.
I don't have to work hard for anything.
Things just come to me.
But it has made a prison for me
and because I don't have to get smart
or work hard-
I can get by on my looks.
My teachers like me-
one too much,
so in the end I am doing what I hate
others do-
seeing me only in terms of how I look
and I realize I am doing the same thing to myself.

I am my looks. I am trapped.
So when boys try to talk to me I clam up
because I think there is only one thing they want.
And most of the time I am right. They do-just want
one thing.
Other's of them just want to say I am their girl friend
even if that is not true just so they can brag to their friends.

Some of them lie and claim they had you, or you
are lesbian just because you don't like them.

I am the pretty girl and most times that is pretty sad.

So I don't talk to anyone except other pretty girls.
They understand. They have the pretty girl thing too.

So we stand around sometimes and think we are superior
but we also think secretly we might be inferior and lonely too
and who is going to feel sorry for the pretty girl? Nobody that's who.

So I dated the football guy who was pretty too. It seemed he would
understand-handsome and pretty, the same thing I thought.
Boy was I wrong. He was his mothers' boy and only liked me
because he thought there was prestige in it. And I did it for
the same reason. We both were boring when alone and tried to
look like the super couple when people were around.
I was bored and truth be told I was also boring.
I had nothing to say and all's he wanted to talk about was football
and sex.
I told him no.
And then he latched onto my best friend, well I called her my best friend, but
we were not really friends. We just sorta hung out together.
My real best friend was Alma for a while. She was the ugly sidekick
pretty girls seem to attract. All she wanted to do was be with me. She did
everything I asked her to, sometimes without me even asking. I began to think that just maybe being pretty was being superior. People like Alma
made it easy to think that. She seemed to think I was superior.
I used to lie to her about all the boys coming on to me and things they said and she believed those lies. I felt I had to tell the stories because the stories seemed to mean so much to her. Besides telling her the phony stories gave me a fantasy life to make up for my real one.
We were a good pair of friends for a while until Alma told me one day about her love. Her love for me. And I realized she was not talking about friend love.
That's another thing, you get come ons from both genders and some like Alma turn into stalkers. She lied and told her friend that we had been together. A total lie.
That is why high school is prison camp for the pretty girl.
I broke down one day while talking to Geek Billy who came over to my house to fix my computer. He was rad-geek and shorter than me and I never really considered him a real person or anything so I was talking like he was not even there. I was saying 'why me, why does everyone hate me? '
He started yammering that he didn't hate me, and put his arm around me. I looked up and saw that he was not trying to jump my bones, he really was trying to comfort me like he understood and all that. It was laughable you know. I was so above him and everything but he seemed that day like a real person to me for just a tiny minute.
He left and I lay on my bed and wrote into my diary-'Geek boy loves me.'
I wrote: 'I am the pretty girl no one likes because I am above them.'

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Baseball players have the worst body in sports

Baseball players have the worst body in sports
Gymnast and swimmers have the best
High board divers are fit and firm in form
And football players have to much fat
Ballet dancers look fine in their cups
Long distance runners are tight by their breath
Weight lifers are much to bulky in their built
So which is it that I like best?
It is the ice skater that takes my heart
Their movement of grace pleases me to no end
The way they twist trill and bend
The way they lean upon the narrow blade
Jump and sway with a skater’s grace.

poem by David E. Patton
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Elegantly Drowning

She stands so eleganty,
she stands so pretty,
pretty girl is suffering,
pretty girl is drowning,
Elegantly she floats through the last of her days.
Pretty girl drinks it all down,
Pretty girl passes out,
pretty girl doesn't cry out,
she screams in silence,
she stands alone in a crowded room,
no room for any more pain.
She lays there so quietly, she lays there so innocently,
Innocence lost, losing her own battle, a fight she can't seem to win,
Pretty girl so skinny,
Pretty girl so sickly,
Pretty girl is drowning.
Her memories haunt so elegantly,
She used to stand so pretty,
Pretty girl sufferers no more,
She rinces it all down,
Pretty girl poured her life out.

poem by Amanda Swindahl
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A Really Good Time

(ferry)
Youre heard enough
Of the blues and stuff
Youre pretty swell now
cause youre pretty tough
But I dont have to tell you
How hard it can be to get by
You never bothered
About anyone else
Youre well educated
With no common sense
But love - thats one thing
You really need to get by
All your troubles
Come from yourself
Nobody hurts you
- they dont care
Just as long as you show them
A really good time
All the things
You used to do
A trip to the movies
A drink or two
They dont satisfy you
They dont tell you anything new
You know I dont talk much
Except to myself
cause ive not much to say
And theres nobody else
Whos ready and willing
And able to know me - I guess
Listen to me
Im not finished yet
Theres something to tell you
That I cant forget
Just have a really good time
Theres a girl
I used to know
Her face is her fortune
Shes got a heart of gold
She never goes out much
But boy - when she does
Then you know
Shes got no money
Well, maybe a dime
But she knows what shes worth
And thats reason why
Shes gonna make it
Shes got what it takes
Youll appreciate that
Shes probably late
But I know
And you know
We all know
Shell have a really good time

song performed by by Roxy Music
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Cut It Out

Sitting in darwins theory
And youre down in the 48
Im practicing politics
Your practicing guitar and staying out late
Howd we get so turned around
Why did we make it so hard
Why cant we cut it out tender
Give us something good to remember
Hey my my my my rock star
Saw your feet leave the ground
You said all I wanted to be is loud
I was ushering your friends in
I was I was
I was trying to clear the aisles
Howd you get so turned around
Why did you make it so hard
Why cant you cut it out Im tender
Give me something good to remember
I said
Cut it out
Cut it all out
So its alaska in the summertime
In the wintertime Im free
The days are short cold and wasted
Nowhere is warm enough for me
Baby you tell me what happened
Why did I make it so hard
Cant I cut it our youre tender
Give you something good to remember
Baby you tell me what happened
(why did we make it so hard)
How did I make it so hard
(can you tell me what happened)
I wonder
Oh cut it out Im tender
(why did we make it so hard)
Give me something
Give me something good to remember
(why did we make it so hard)
(why did we make it so hard)
(can you tell me what happened)
(why did we make it so hard)
(can you tell me what happened)
(why did you make it so hard)
(can you tell me what happened)
(why did we make it so hard)
(can you tell me what happened)
I said
Cut it out
Cut it all out
Cut it out
Cut it all out
Hey my my my rock star
Cut it out
How did we get so turned around
Cut is all out
Hey my my my rock star
Cut it all out now
Cut it all out now
Hey my my my rock star
How did we get so turned around
Cut it all out now
Cut it all out now
Hey my my my rock star
Cut it all out now
Cut it all out now
Hey my my my rock star
How did we get so turned around
Cut it all out now
Cut it all out now
Hey my my my
Cut it all out
Out

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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I Don’t Want Any Super Star, All I Want Is You

I don’t want super star or any fancy girl
I just want you, because you are such a nice girl

I don’t want super model or emo girl
I just need someone like you, because your beauty is natural and you are down to earth girl

I don’t want any professional girl who is selfish and ignorant, who's attitude always put me in the bad mood
All I want is you, because you make me feel so good

When I say all I want is you
What I mean, I really really love you

Sam Arjomandi

poem by Sam Arjomandi
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The Other Girl

The Other Girl says all men are dogs
LaCicely has begged to differ

The Other Girl has a man at home
LaCicely home is where you belong

The Other Girl is physically flawless
LaCicely's inward features make her look a mess

The Other Girl says she got your back to the end
LaCicely turned out to be the girl who had to defend

The Other Girl has a big house and flashy cars
LaCicely has a heart big enough to send you to Mars

The Other Girl seems to be that of your wildest dreams
LaCicely then helps bring you back to real world realities

One day The Other Girl got caught in her tracks
LaCicely is the one you came calling back

The Other Girl dropped you oh so quick
LaCicely became the girl you THEN wanted to pick

The Other Girl that had your back was denying you
LaCicely tried to hold back telling you 'you the fool'

For now you see that The Other Girl wasn't worth your time
And now its LaCicely you want to call 'mine o mine'

Naw baby go get the Girl of your dreams who you thought was true
Cuz this here LaCicely is surely done with you!

LaCicely Nicole

poem by LaCicely Nicole
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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He Ain't Worth Missing

He's flying high tonight
He's got a brand new lover
Here you come a-runnin'
You're looking for some cover
I know you're sad and lonely
I know you're feeling blue
You miss him so much
Won't let me get to close to you

Oh he ain't worth missin'
Oh we should be kissin'
Stop all this foolish wishin'
He ain't worth missin'
I know your head is turnin'
I know your heart is burnin'
Girl you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missin'

You know I'm here to save you
But you ain't through cryin' yet
Look at your pretty face
All red and soakin' wet
I'm gonna try and make him
Just a memory
Come on baby let's get started
First thing you got to see

If you need someone to hold you
Someone to ease your pain
Well I'll be holding steady
Girl when you get ready
I'm gonna show you
Love is a good thing
Yeah love is a good thing

Oh he ain't worth missin'
Oh we should be kissin'
Stop all that foolish wishin'
Ooh the boy ain't worth missin'
I know your head is turnin'
I know your heart is burnin'
Girl you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missin'

Oh he ain't worth missin'
Oh we should be kissin'
Stop all that foolish wishin'
He ain't worth missin'
I know your head is turnin'
I know your heart is burnin'
Girl you gotta listen

song performed by by Toby Keith from Toby Keith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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(Oh) Pretty Woman

Pretty woman, walkin? down the street
Pretty woman the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman I don?t believe you, it must be true
No one could look as good as you---mercy
Pretty woman won?t you pardon me
Pretty woman I couldn?t help but see
Pretty woman oh you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me---Pretty woman stop awhile
Pretty woman talk awhile
Pretty woman give your smile to me
Pretty woman yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman look my way
Pretty woman say you?ll stay with me-ee
Cuz I need you, Need you tonight
Pretty woman don?t walk on by
Pretty woman don?t make me cry
Pretty woman don?t walk away, hey----OK
If that?s the way it must be---OK
I guess I?ll go on home, it?s late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see?
She's walkin? back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman

song performed by by Van Halen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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