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Their Clothes Define Them

She's wearing casual
and she's wearing smart
it defines who they are,
it's a gift, its an art.

Red is so brazen,
so risqué, so hot,
some like to pretend
but we know they're not.

Kaftans are cloaks
to cover up flab
on fat days or hot days
or just to look fab'.

Blue is real cool,
says hello, it say hi
and when worn at night
it says 'lick but don't bite'

Off shoulder is sexy
and always so trendy
although not with loafers,
or those with round shoulders.

Tight jeans are a must
if you want to show off
in your size zero figure
and watch every mirror.

Me, I'm so old now
I don't give a damn
in my torn old string vest
as I waltz into town.

poem by Ruth Walters
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I'm into a casual-dressing girl: blue jeans and a tank top is super sexy. But the sexiest thing on a girl - when I see it I'm like, oh my God - is these little tight boxers. Don't get me wrong, g-strings are fine, but those cover a little, to where it's just enough.

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Chill Pill

Cool!
I'll pretend,
My pain endured...
Does not exist!
And give you 'lip',
For no apparent reason.

Cool!
You sit there and watch me twitch.
And agitate me as if...
Your aggravation without hesitation,
Excites me to do back flips!
Since you obviously wont quit...
Until my attention is yours.
Every last bit of it!

How long has it been...
When listening silenced you,
To hear a thing I say...
With a point of view,
Including empathy too?

Do you see these beads of sweat,
Dripping down my neck.
Do you connect any of this to you?
Does my snarl dropp a hint or clue?

You make me hot!
But I must cool down.
The frown I'm wearing on my face...
I'd like to remove with a smile in its place.
You make me hot!
But I must cool down.
I can tell you want to start me throwing,
A cuss word or two around.

When you are uptight,
There I am with a massage.
I know you have some tensions,
You need not mention them...
With a façade kept within.

Some days I may need that from you.
Do you ever think of me,
Other than a tool to use?
When I believe you do...
A chill pill taken,
Seems to be out of touch.
You want to incite an argument!
Loving it when it happens.
Your eyes dance with that intent.

Cool!
I'll pretend,
My pain endured...
Does not exist!
And give you 'lip',
For no apparent reason.

You make me hot!
But I must cool down.
The frown I'm wearing on my face...
I'd like to remove with a smile in its place.
You make me hot!
But I must cool down.
I rush to grab hold of a chill to soothe...
Yet an evilness begins to explode out of me.
And that is all you want!
Something done you have achieved.

Cool!
You sit there and watch me twitch.
Until my attention is yours.
Every last bit of it!

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW...
DAMNIT!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Get Around

Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread
Im gettin bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip
My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Get around round round oooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
We always take my car cause its never been beat
And weve never missed yet with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldnt be right
To leave their best girl home now on saturday night
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round I get around
Im makin real good bread
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo
Get around round round I get around
Oooo ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Ahh ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Ahh ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Ahh ooo ooo

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Get Around

Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool heel
Get around round round I get around
I make a real good thrill
I'm gettin' bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip
My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool heel
Get around round round I get around
I make a real good thrill
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Get around round round oooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
Wah wa ooo
We always take my car cause it's never been beat
And we've never missed yet with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night
I get around
Get around round round I get around
From town to town
Get around round round I get around
I'm a real cool heel
Get around round round I get around
I make a real good thrill
Get around round round I get around
I get around
Round
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Round round get around
I get around
Yeah
Get around round round I get around
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo
Get around round round I get around
Oooo ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Ahh ooo ooo
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo
Get around round round I get around
Wah wa ooo

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Take This Waltz

Now in vienna theres ten pretty women
Theres a shoulder where death comes to cry
Theres a lobby with nine hundred windows
Theres a tree where the doves go to die
Theres a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in the gallery of frost
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws
Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallways where loves never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea
Theres a concert hall in vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
Theres a bar where the boys have stopped talking
Theyve been sentenced to death by the blues
Ah, but who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz its been dying for years
Theres an attic where children are playing
Where Ive got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And Ill see what youve chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its Ill never forget you, you know!
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz ...
And Ill dance with you in vienna
Ill be wearing a rivers disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder,
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And Ill bury my soul in a scrapbook,
With the photographs there, and the moss
And Ill yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And youll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Its yours now. its all that there is.

song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Over The Shoulder

Big size, small size
Any size, round and round
We need, we take
Burn it all to the ground
Started over and learned to walk
We teach you how to talk
Please try and understand
Were helping all mankind
We use them a while then its over the shoulder
We use them a while then its over the shoulder
We are serious
O, serious
Dollar here, dollar there
Dollars flying everywhere
Were only here to please
Stop the killing, trust me
Well only be a while
Big while, big big smile
We use them a while then its over the shoulder
We use them a while then its over the shoulder
We have in our hands
Every woman and every man
Things are gonna go far
Down a real big fast car
And what you see is what you get
Keep em hungry, you bet
You need security
To keep you from the enemy
We use them a while then its over the shoulder
We use them a while then its over the shoulder

song performed by by Ministry
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My Psychologist

Polished floor of vague reflections
We graze like empirical centuries
Abacus of emotion
Colleting Japanese prints
Collecting bold brazen colors
Becoming a person
I see your wearing Zeus
Flying high with Athena
I am with Hamlet's doubts this day
Some days the loneliness wins
Some days leave me to vulnerable
Starch in place of spine
Smart and defined
Dressed as a poet artist
Your arms are only dreams
Insecure but fortified
Survivors and purveyors
Statistics and impressions
Abstractions in the mirror
Validated amidst the frozen tundra
My psychologist says I am doing fine

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Little big girl

You refuse to hold my hand when we walk
You don't hug me tight anymore
Just to prove you have grown enough
Just to show that you can take care your self

And you don't want to be called cute sweet baby
You want to be those cool sexy lady
But I tell you girl
That's another day

You may want me to stay away and not to always watch over
You deny to admit your confusion to the world
And you won't listen to me right now

Age is not decided the whole thing
It is what in heart and mind that prove the quality
So you just have to learn it someday

Cause when you down, I'll still be there to say I care
Cause when you cry, I'll still be there to wash your tears

You start to learn wearing make up
You secretly try my wardrobe
Just to show you are big enough
Just eager to be free to do what you want

Even you are not my cute sweet baby anymore
Even you already becomes cool sexy lady
But I tell you girl
That's won't change a thing

You may need to be accepted by your friend
You want to impress everyone that you could be something
And you won't believe me anyway

Appearance is not the most important thing
It is what inside that will be the true judgement
So you just have to realize it someday

Cause when you lonely, I'll still be there to give you warmth
Cause when you lost, I'll still be there to wait you home

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Carousel Man

I had a taste of bitter life
At sweet sixteen
I was growing up too fast
If you know what I mean
Met an older man
Who taught me his own way to live
And all I had to do to keep him
Was to give and give
Chorus:
The carousel man
Kept me going around and round
Carousel man always know
That Id stay around
The carousel man
Wouldnt let me off his merry-go-round
I followed him around in traveling shows
Along the main county lines
Watching him drinking his mind away
Not ever knowing my name at time
Each night when the show closed down
He used to tell me of his dreams
He was wearing new french suits
While I mended my torn jeans
Chorus
Then one night in santa fe
The horses stop going around
There he was my poor rich man
Lying on the mexico ground
All the sad music of his life
Is still spinning in my mind
The carousel starts up again
And I found my place in life
Chorus x 2

song performed by by Cher
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They Call Me A Playboy

They call me a playboy
As I'm making my rounds
Chasing the bright light
Of each night spot in town
Though I never show it,
My heart's breaking in two
They may call me a playboy
But I'm just lonesome for you
I once had a real love
That was when I had you
Now I'll never feel love
With somebody new
This false front I'm wearing
Is just to cover my blues
They may call me a playboy
But. I'm just lonesome for you
--- Instrumental ---
I once had a real love
That was when I had you
Now I'll never feel love
With somebody new
This false front I'm wearing
Is just to cover my blues
They may call me a playboy
But. I'm just lonesome for you
They may call me a playboy
But. I'm just lonesome for you..

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Invisible Strings

(ian hunter)
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning - theres a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? was it something I said?
I dont understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
And how does she touch my invisible strings?
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Ill still be playing my invisible strings
Well maybe she dont have a world of her own
Maybe shes using me just like a phone
And sometimes shes cool and sometimes she stings
And Im all tangled up in invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing those invisible strings
Well she never leaves - Im never alone
I aint in the book but shes still calling home
I tried to lose her - watch the tv
But that womans always picking on me
Well, theres strings round my body, strings round my heart
Id like to know where the string-pulling starts
Id give anything to meet the angel who sends
Invisible ink to my invisible pen
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When youre wearing black and Im wearing wings,
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Now its all over when the fat lady sings
Well still be playing our invisible strings
Invisible strings - invisible strings
Oh yeah

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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The Blue Jeans I Remember

the blue jeans i remember
after a very cold season
in that coconut farm

tight blue jeans
smelling my swelling
legs
and dirty with saline
taste

unwashed in the corner
of my room
i always see your
warm hands
sliding
inside them

damn blue jeans
spare my sanity!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mask

You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
Are you my friend ?
Are you my plumber ?
Are you my God ?
What do you do ?
Wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue. Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible. Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you. Chunky frat boys in their shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul?, where is the love?, where am i?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
which mask are you ?

song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Sexy AT Sixty

I was fit and feisty at fifty
It was no big deal
Because that's how half a century
Is supposed to feel.

In my sixties I'll take stock
Start making new plans
Ignoring all the cant's
Embracing all the can's.

Can I be sexy at sixty?
And try all the fashion and fads
Wear stockings an suspenders
And Joan Collins shoulder pads.

I can deal with sexy at sixty
And wear Vivienne Westwood clothes
Dress up and go out on the town
Wearing all my buttons and bows.

I'm going to be sexy at sixty
I'll wear Gok Wan lingerie
Find myself a toy boy
Then maybe lead him astray.

Swift and sexy at sixty
When I get my Jimmy Choos
Dancing the night away
To the sound of Rhythm and Blues.

Oh! I want to be sexy at sixty
Cause age is a state of mind
I'm preparing my body at keep fit
So as not to be left behind.

But first I have to deal with
Old skin, bad teeth, grey hair
Then remove the unwanted growths
From just about everywhere.

Then! I'll definitely be sexy at sixty
And undoubtedly done it all
The only problem is that most of it
I simply won't recall.

poem by Hazel Connelly
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The Last Seven Days

You dont wake up
You (? ) wake up
Theres someone hiding in the dark
Who is pulling his country apart
Ive had seven days
And we want forget
The last seven days
And then its over
One week in chains
And then we are free
Seven days alone
And then were going home
Who wants a war ?
Who wants a firestorm ?
In the brightest day
Or the blackest night
Who are the ones who will fight ?
Ive had seven days
And we want forget
The last seven days
And then its over
(chorus) (? )
When will you learn
Youve had your turn
Watch the go rush round and round
Watching them burning he town
Ive had seven days
And we want forget
The last seven days
And then its over
One week in chains
And then we are free
Seven days alone
And then were going home
(repeat paragraph)

song performed by by Heaven 17
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Didja Ever

(words & music by wayne - edwards)
Didja ever
Didja ever get
Didja ever get one
Didja ever get one of them
Didja ever get one of them days, boy
Didja ever get one of them days
When nothin is right from mornin till night
Didja ever get one of them days
Didja ever get one of them days
Ya get up in the morning and turn the shower on
Youre gettin pneumonia, the hot water is gone
Freezin sneezin
You wanna dry your back, a well
Didja ever get one of them days
When theres no towel on the rack
Didja ever
Didja ever get
Didja ever get one
Didja ever get one of them
Didja ever get one of them girls, boys
Didja ever get one of them girls
Whos awful nice
But cold as ice
Didja ever get one of them girls, yeah
Didja ever get one of them girls
Yeah! girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
Youre at a drive-in movie
With a cute brunette
A countin on the kisses that you figure to get
Closer, closer, then she hollers ho!
Didja ever get one of them girls
Who just wants to watch the show
Show, show, show, show, show, show, show, show
Didja ever
Didja ever get
Didja ever get one
Didja ever get one of them
Didja ever get one of them days, boy
Didja ever get one of them days
When nothin is right
From mornin to night
Didja ever get one of them days, boy
Didja ever get one of them days
Youre on a sunday picnic
And then it starts to pour
You run through poison ivy, scratch until youre sore
Ants come dancin, carry off the bread
Didja ever get one of them days
When you should a-stayed in bed
Didja ever
Didja ever get
Didja ever get one
Didja ever get one of them

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Days

- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well I need one now
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
All I've done
I've done for me
All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And theres little left of me
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
With redeyed pain I'm knocking on your door again
My crazy brain in tangles pleading for your gentle voice
Those storms keep pounding through my faded heart
I'll play your sooth my sorry soul
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life

song performed by by David Bowie
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Where Do We Fit

Same when I left you
Now the same upon return
As your pages flip over
You seem to let them burn
You drink from the bottle
That stole your friend
Your friend
Your friend
Now the seasons
They come and they go
I watch the blossoms
As the bees take their own
I peer through the water
That floods my eyes
My eyes
My eyes
I want you in my life
I feel I need you in my life
But I can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I watch our children
As they play in the sand
Speaking those words
That only you can understand
I know inside of you
You feel that they are gold
You know there's time
They are not yet old
They want you in their lives
I feel they need you in their lives
But they can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
Not these days
I hope these things
They come alive inside you
And you recognise
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
I see you standing with each child
And laughing
As you feed their smiles
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because we
We need you
In our lives
Because these days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
These days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in

song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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Where Do We Fit

song performed by by Xavier Rudd
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Follin' Around

You're so beautiful, you just lay it on me
Foxy lady, you really are the greatest show in town
You want to play,
You wanna eat your cake and have it your way
You got it easy and you don't give a damn
Fooling around, you just keep fooling around with me.
Walking down the street, people watching closely
Such a tease, you can turn on any man you want
You masquerade,
You're the catch of the season every night and day
You, you, you don't have any time for me
You just keep fooling around with me.
Fooling around - everywhere I go you're the only,
Only, only sexy lady
Fooling around, all you do is keep me hanging around
You're really so hard to please
You've gotta really watch that, baby!
You just, you just, fooling around with me
You just, you just, fooling around with me
You keep fooling, you keep fooling
Fooling, fooling, fooling, fooling,
Fooling...
Want to play, but you always want it all your own way
You got it easy but you don't give a damn
Fooling around, you just keep fooling around with me.
You just keep fooling around with me, yeah
I'm a fool, fool, fool, fool for you baby,
Keep fooling around
I'm a fool, fool, fool, for you sexy baby,
Keep fooling around
I'm a fool, fool, fool, fool for you baby,
Keep fooling around

song performed by by Queen
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Their Clothes Define Them

Related quotes

Chill Pill

I Get Around

Get Around

Take This Waltz

Over The Shoulder

My Psychologist

Little big girl

Carousel Man

They Call Me A Playboy

Invisible Strings

The Blue Jeans I Remember

Mask

Sexy AT Sixty

The Last Seven Days

Didja Ever

Days

Where Do We Fit

Where Do We Fit

Follin' Around

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