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Dumb Blonde-It Seems True

People call me a dumb blonde
sometimes it seems true
i trip over my own feet
and i cant find the answer to an easy math problem
can the color of your hair change how you act?
if its true ill dye my hair pink
green
red
blue
silver
anything but blonde!
i love how it looks but i dont wanna be stupid!
Dumb Blonde?
I guess so

poem by Izzy Barnwell
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Dumb Blonde

Dont try to cry your way out of this
Dont try to lie or Ill catch you in it
Dont try to make me feel sorry for you
Just because Im blonde
Dont think Im dumb
Cause this dumb blonde aint nobodys fool
When you left you thought Id sit
An you thought Id wait
An you thought Id cry
You called me a dumb blonde
Ah, but somehow I lived through it
And you know if theres one thing this blonde has learned
Blondes have more fun
You flew too high up off the ground
Its stormy wheater an had to come back down
But Ive found new thread for my old spool
Just because Im blonde
Dont think Im dumb
Cause this dumb blonde aint nobodys fool
When you left you thought Id sit
An you thought Id wait
An you thought Id cry
You called me a dumb blonde
Ah, but somehow I lived through it
And you know if theres one thing this blonde has learned
Blondes have more fun
You flew too high up off the ground
Its stormy wheater an had to come back down
But Ive found new thread for my old spool
Just because Im blonde
Dont think Im dumb
Cause this dumb blonde aint nobodys fool

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Suicide Blonde

(a farriss & m hutchence)
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Was the colour of her hair
Like a cheap distraction
For a new affair
She knew it would finish
Before it began
Something tells me you lost the plan
Chorus
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
She stripped to the beat
But her clothes stay on
White light everywhere
But you cant see a thing
Such a squeeze
A mad sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there
Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery
Like rain across the land
Dont you see
The colour of deception
Turning your world around again
Chorus

song performed by by INXS
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Sorrow

With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
Sorrow
You acted funny trying to spend my money
Youre out there playing your high class games of sorrow
Sorrow
You never do what you know you oughta
Something tells me youre a devils daughter
Sorrow, sorrow
Ahhhh, oo, oooo
I tried to find her
cause I cant resist her (I tried to find her)
I never knew just how much I missed her
Sorrow
Sorrow
With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
Sorrow
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, ho-ho
With your long blonde hair
I couldnt sleep last night
With your long blonde hair
Hu hu hu
Hu hu hu yeah
Hu hu hu
Hu hu hu yeah
Hu hu hu
Hu hu hu yeah

song performed by by David Bowie
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Dumb Blonde - Smart Blonde

There was a dumb blonde named Lorraine
Who stood too close to a train.
—It went by so fast
—It tore off her ass
And now she ain't got no brain!

There was a smart blonde named Ruth
Who said, 'By God, it's the truth.
—Everyone makes fun
—'Cause my hair's like the sun
And they all think I'm dumb, for sooth.

But I'm really very smart
I just like to play the part.
—I pretend to be slow
—And fool them, you know
And I get what I want, it's an art.

Men don't like to be aware
That their girlfriends have brains up there
—So just ply me with things
—Like big diamond rings
And you can think what you like, I swear.'

poem by George Hunter
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I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because I know I'm not dumb... and I also know that I'm not blonde.

quote by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Her Name Rhymes With Mindy

Shes the one you see.
What more can I say?
Got the voice of an angel.
Perfect in every way.
From two till six,
we talked, we kissed.
The night was perfect bliss.
And I never felt like this.
Holding hands with her through the night.
I was scared, everythings all right.
I know I'm young.
She's smart, I'm dumb.
We leaned in for a kiss.
And I never felt like this.
This is for the girl who defines beauty
with her long blonde hair,
I can't see why everytime I see her,
I go weak in the knees.
Her name is Lindy and she want me.
As I think in my room of the feelings I have spawned,
I remind myself in two months you were gone.
My time with you my dreams came true,
and with you I can't miss.
And I never felt like this.
This is for the girl who defines beauty.
With her long blonde hair,
I can't see why everytime that I see her,
I go weak in the knees.
Her name is Lindy and she wants me.
I wrote this song to get you out of my mind.
But since I did, I think about you all the time.
This is for the girl who defines beauty.
With her long blonde hair,
I cant see why everytime I see her,
I go weak in the knees.
Her name is Lindy and she wants me.
She wants me and I want her.

song performed by by All American Rejects
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True Identity

True Identity (This is a song)
(1) I’m trying so hard to get though the week, but things go wrong when people don’t speak, see that is not my problem my problem is I have no one the speak. to, I try and I try to put on a happy face, I try and I try to not look misplaced, but I guess that’s what’s on the outside, on the inside is a whole nother’ place…
(Chorus) I’m let down, by my friends at school, I’m not pretty popular or cool,
I whish they could know, how much they’ve hurt me, all those things, just had to be dirty, I’m the loser with the long blonde hair but in my heart I’ve gone somewhere,
So what they see is not my true identity….
(2) So my heart is like a mirror, reflecting those words, the school days draw nearer, and I feel like a curse, My feelings kept inside my head, so I reveal them now to you instead….
(Chorus) I’m let down, by my friends at school, I’m not pretty popular or cool,
I whish they could know, how much they’ve hurt me, all those things, just had to be dirty, I’m the loser with the long blonde hair but in my heart I’ve gone somewhere,
So what they see is not my true identity….
(Bridge) M world is spinning upside down, And now my smile is a frown, But now the summer is over, the weekends are all I have left, the school week seems not to end, like a river with a never ending bend….
(Chorus) I’m let down, by my friends at school, I’m not pretty popular or cool,
I whish they could know, how much they’ve hurt me, all those things, just had to be dirty, I’m the loser with the long blonde hair but in my heart I’ve gone somewhere,
So what they see is not my true identity….
No they don’t see me, or my true identity….
By: Riley Smith

poem by Riley Smith
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Blondes have more fun?

Blondes have more fun!
So the saying goes,
Where that saying comes from
Nobody really knows.
I’d like to know how they worked that out
As I don’t see how it’s true,
Brunettes are just as happy
Gingers and black haired people too.
All people can have lots of fun
You don’t have to be blonde to have a laugh
I’m not blonde and I have good times
And can also do my math.
So all the non-blondes out there
I want to hear your cry,
Your cry of joy to tell the world
How that saying is wrong and why.
All the blondes can stay together
They can have fun where they want and when,
But we’ll stand firm us non-blondes
And have twice as much fun as them!

poem by Elora Cooper
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I may be a dumb blonde, but I'm not that blonde.

quote by Patricia Neal
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Tired Of Being Blonde

(l. raspberry)
She left the credit cards under her goodbye note
all of these are yours, goodbye? and that was all she wrote
Keys to the porsche she dropped on the floor in the den
Left in the ? 0 dodge that he drove her in
She wasnt angry, she wasnt sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had
Tired of being blonde
Tired of running around with the usual guys and gals
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living up to all he expected
Tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of letting her dreams go neglected
She used to love to know she rounded out his world
She used to love to be all he ever loved in a girl
He liked to buy her clothes that made her sexy and cute
Guess she decided shed been too long away from her roots
She wasnt crazy, she wasnt mad
She just knew in her heart they had drained her of all that she had
Tired of being blonde
Tired of all the platinum frustration
Tired of being blonde
Tired of looking like a cutie on the cover of a magazine
Tired of being blonde
Tired of chasing all the latest sensations
She wasnt angry, no, no, she wasnt sad
She was just leaving a life that a lot of women wish they had
She was tired of being blonde
Tired of living a life that had only been planned by one
Tired of being blonde
Tired of coping with the desperation
Tired of being blonde
Tired of fighting back the feeling inside that told her to run
Tired of being blonde
Tired of hiding her own inclinations

song performed by by Carly Simon
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All Different, But Still The Same

Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.

Some people have black hair, some have gray.
Some people have brown hair, some blonde, some red.
Some people’s hair a color unsaid.

Some people are short, some people are tall.
Some people will love you; some won’t like you at all.

Some people like hot weather, some like cold.
Some people are timid, some people are bold.
Some people have dark skin, some people have light.
Some people have black skin, some people have white.

Some people eat meat; some won’t touch it at all.
Some people have a good memory, some can’t recall.
Some people accept Christ, some never will.
Some people are stingy, some people give.

Some people like school, some people don’t.
Some people will excel, some people won’t.
Some people smoke cigarettes, some never will.
Some people are honest, some people steal.

Some people have book knowledge;
But don’t know the Holy Book.
Some people burn food, some people can cook.

Some people are old, some people are young.
Some people do smart things, some people do dumb.

Some people just have a diploma
Some people have degrees.
Some people do things slow, some with a breeze.
Some people are complainers, some easy to please.

Some people hate shopping, some stay in the mall.
Some people hate God, but God loves us all.

We are all different, but still the same.

When I get cut, I bleed red;
You get cut, red blood you’ll shed.

Some people are plump, some people are thin.
But we are all the same, we’re all human being.

Copyright © 2010-Phyllis Strong

poem by Phyllis Strong
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Sweet Sixteen

Today I'm gonna ride away
And feel the sun throughout my hair
Finally free to be who I wanna be
Who that is I don't really care
'Cuz I've got friends who love me
Blue skies are above me
My blonde hair is everywhere
[CHORUS:]
Sweet sixteen
Gonna spread my wings
Sweet sixteen
It's my chance to shine
Sweet sixteen
Discovering
Sweet sixteen
So much more to life
Sweet sixteen
Drivin' down to the club where we go to dance
Radio is blastin' and the top is down
There ain't nothing' in my way
'Cept the traffic of L.A.
And I've got friends who love me
Bright stars shine above me
My blonde hair is everywhere
[CHORUS]
Mamma loves me and a sister who shows me, and a dad he's always there
[CHORUS]
I wanna know what it feels like
I need to see it from the inside
I can taste a bit of what I will find
So much more to life
Sweet sixteen
[Repeat]
[CHORUS]

song performed by by Hilary Duff
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She Was White Blonde

She was white blonde,
her eyes sometimes bright sky-blue,
she was white blonde,
with a foot right next to the abyss
when I held her tightly against me,
and for the first time really noticed her well,
she was white blonde…

poem by Gert Strydom
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Blonde On Blonde

Cats and dogs are coming down
14th street is gonna drown
Everyone else rushing round
Ive got blonde on blonde
On my portable stereo
Its a lullabye
From a giant golden radio
Ive got no time i wanna lose
To people with something to prove
What can you do but let them walk
And make your way down the block
Ive got blonde on blonde
On my portable stereo
Its a lullabye
From a giant golden radio
Its a lullabye
From wonder-womans radio

song performed by by Nada Surf
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That Girl....

I see her walk down the halls everyday
The girl with the dirty blonde hair with black streaks
Her blonde hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall

The innocent sparkle of those gorgeous pale green eyes
Her strawberry lips make her lovely words drift in my head
But the only thing I know is she's that girl......

Even though I have no idea who she is she's still beautiful
Oh I know who she is now.....shes me from 4 years ago
But to me she'll forever be that girl.....

poem by Justina Nicole Haner
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True Colours (Love Poem)

Blonde colours shine in my true love’s hair
Blue night solitude when we are apart
Red sunset romance of together evenings
Purple moments relaxing by the fireside
Grey eyes bright smile melt my heart
Pink glowing bodies curled on silver bed
White hot passion in my arms last night
Black coffee sips of breakfast intimacy.

poem by Ian Beckett
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Oklahoma-Texas Line

Got an old dog, it don't like me much
That thing starts to bark his head off every time we touch
Sittin' on the porch listenin' to the radio
We sing every single song we know
Even the ones we don't
When she moves a little closer
She puts her hand in mine
Oh what I wouldn't give to stop the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep blue eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line
She's got a part time job at the Tastee-freeze
She took the weekend off to spend a little bit of time with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by Old Man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around
And she moves a little closer
She puts her lips to mine
Ain't funny how the good Lord out does himself sometimes
She's got long blonde hair and deep blue eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house with a black top drive
Big oak tree with our names carved on the side
She's got long blonde hair and deep blue eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house, little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line
Oh here they come
Long blonde hair and deep blue eyes
Everything I love...

song performed by by Rascal Flatts
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Magical Mystery Tour

I am in this low-slung sports car
painted a deep, rich yellow
driving under an Italian sun.
I have a British accent.
I'm wearing dark shades
an expensive silk shirt.
there's no dirt under my
fingernails.
the radio plays Vivaldi
and there are two women with
me
one with raven hair
the other a blonde.
they have small breasts and
beautiful legs
and they laugh at everything I
say.

as we drive up a steep road
the blonde squeezes my leg
and nestles closer
while raven hair
leans across and nibbles my
ear.

we stop for lunch at a quaint
rustic inn.
there is more laughter
before lunch
during lunch and after
lunch.

after lunch we will have a
flat tire on the other side of
the mountain
and the blonde will change the
tire
while
raven hair
photographs me
lighting my pipe
leaning against a tree
the perfect background
perfectly at peace
with
sunlight
flowers
clouds
birds
everywhere.

poem by Charles Bukowski
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Manami

I am Sorry. I am sorry those are the only words I can put to effort I am sorry I was not there to tell you good night, I am sorry that I wasn't there for your recitals. I am sorry I was not there to brush your hair, or get you ready for prom, I am sorry that I was not at you graduation that balmy June day. I am sorry that I was not at your wedding, to your dark haired handsome husband now that I look back and wish I could brush your blonde hair or to see your smiling face but, only in my dreams no more will I see the face of my young. I am sorry that I am your mother and for not being there when you need me the most so forgive me my sweet brown eyed blonde hair and with light tanned skin. Manami. I am Sorry.

poem by Raine Uchiha
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If Roses Can Be

If roses can be
yellow
pink
red
white
And still be roses

If hair can be
red
blonde
brunette
black
And still be hair

If eyes can be
green
blue
brown
hazel
And still be eyes

Then why can't humans be
black
white
hispanic
asian
And still be accepted?

Why can't people be
special
different
unique
original
And still be people?

If roses can be
yellow
pink
red
white
And still be roses.....

poem by Jennifer Hall
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