Goody Goody
So you met someone who set you back on your heels, goody goody!
So you met someone and now you know how it feels, goody goody!
Well you gave her your heart too, just as I gave mine to you
And she broke it in little pieces, now how do you do?
So you lie awake just singing the blues all night, goody goody!
And you found that loves a barrell of dynamite!
Hurray and halleluyah, you had it comin to ya
Goody goody for you! goody goody for me! ya I hope youre
Satisfied you rascal you!
Do you remember me sittin all alone waitin for the tinkle of the telephone?
Now the action jacksons turned right around, goody goody!
Yes you remember me, I was all for you, sittin waitin hoping like you told me
Too. now the action jacksons turned right around
So you met someone who set you back on your heels, goody goody!
So you met someone and now you know how it feels,
Hurray and halleluyah, you had it comin to ya.
Goody goody for her. goody goody for me. and I hope she tans your hide you
Rascal, I hope your satisfied you rascal. so goody good good for me you rascal
You!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Goody Goody
(hey, got yourself a good thing, its a good thing
Its a good thing, got yourself a good thing
I wont let you go.)
So you met someone who set you back on your heels,
Goody goody!
So you met someone and now you know how it feels,
Goody goody!
So you gave him your heart too, just as I gave mine to you.
And he broke it in little pieces, now how do you do?
So you lie awake just singin the blues all night,
Goody goody!
So you think that loves a barrel of dynamite.
Hooray and hallelujah!
You had it comin to ya.
Goody goody for him, goody goody for me,
And I hope youre satisfied, you rascal you.
(good thing, got yourself a good thing
Its a good thing, got yourself a good thing
I wont let you go.)
So you met someone who set you back on your heels,
Goody goody!
So you met somebody and now you know how it feels,
Goody goody!
So you gave him your heart too just as I gave mine to you.
And he stuck it in his collection, section ninety-two.
So you lie awake just singin the blues all night,
So you think that loves a barrel of dynamite.
Hooray and hallelujah!
You had it comin to ya.
Goody goody for him, goody goody for me,
And I hope youre satisfied, you rascal you.
song performed by by Chicago
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I'm kind of in between a goody-goody and a rebel. I'm not bad, but I'm not good either. I'm a little crazy.
quote by Michelle Wie
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I don't consider myself a goody-goody, but I like to be perceived as classy.
quote by Kristen Johnston
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Til The Dawn (feat. Suga Free & Bo)
(talking)
Testing testing, Bosko where they at
Tonight swinger what we getting into
[Chorus: Bosko - 2x]
If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon we popping Don Perion
Doing the damn thang till the dawn
[E-40: bridge]
Love me tender, love me sweet, I'm a thug, pack my heat
All I do is spit these ki's, L-I-P's, overseas
Get your feddy, stack your bread
Make them duck heads give you head
If it's money, bout them dollas
Jack your stacks and pop your collars
[Verse 1: E-40]
Ooooh, fa shiggedel
So slick, so sly, so slal
Ghost pick, those thighs, those gals
Came prepared, to my last show
Fire it up, wire it up off of the a sal
Hide in the birds trying to throw it at me now
Let me breathe on you for a minute as I snatch up
This fine ass little brusslesprout and I have to apprehend her
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Suga Free]
Now guess what, what, chicken butt
Bitch goody goody, wait a minute
It wouldn't be cracking if my cousin
4-Tre wasn't in it, goody goody
Now if you wanna dance, smoke, drink
We got the party cracking like all for you baby
Goody goody, god, make a pimp wanna jump back
Goody goody, don't stop, the beat rock
Cause we hot, the heat rock, and don't stop
Believing, just get your money where you're breathing
This is for the thugs set butts in they laps, goody goody
And this is for E-40 and The Click in the land goody goody
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: E-40]
I prosaic, chemically imbalanced
Black folks, lactose and talerance
Red cup, strictly riding gut
Hard licking tricking, bitch playa banked up
Love the baby with the big butt
song performed by by E-40
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Goody-Goody
Swimming with the cadavers of the young,
We pledge allegiance to the flag.
We didn’t quite finish school,
But we don’t feel half-bad;
And there’s a bird that doesn’t swim,
And a girl in training wheels quite young in
The retirement home kicked back
Between the palms;
And a good friend of mine takes his paycheck
From the government,
While you come home and cook for him,
And look at him in his eyes,
Goody-goody;
And when I was in the valley listening for the waves,
Weren’t you in a dream I had,
You politely asked me if you couldn’t feed the horses;
But who cares,
You rolled away with him, and the credits rolled
Like caesuras:
I held my hand over my heart; it became that broken
Watch melting in its bows-
Then there was just a prick of sun in the caesuras
And the final scenes they never showed,
As children played a game in the sand:
Goody-goody.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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When I was in college I was accused of being a goody two-shoes. But every goody two-shoes has a bad side.
quote by Elizabeth Banks
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Are You That Somebody
[timbaland]
Dirty south, can yall really feel me
East coast feel me
West coast feel me
(repeat x 2)
[aaliyah - verse 1 (playa sings the parentheses)]
Boy, I been watching you like a hawk in the sky
That flies, cause you were my prey (my prey)
Boy, I promise you if we keep bumpin heads
I know that one of these days (days)
We gon hook it up while we talk on the phone
But see, I dont know if thats good
I been holding back this secret from you
I probably shouldnt tell it but
[chorus]
If i, if I let you know
You cant tell nobody
Im talking bout nobody
Are you responsible
Boy I gotta watch my back
Cause Im not just anybody
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Say yes or say no
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me your that somebody
[aaliyah verse 2]
Boy, wont you pick me up at the park right now
Up the block, while everyone sleeps (sleeps, sleeps)
Ill be waiting there with my tucks, my loads, my hat
Just so Im low key
If you tell the world (dont sleep, you know that well be weak)
Oh boy, see Im trusting you with my heart, my soul
I probably shouldnt let ya but if i
[chorus 2]
If i, if I let this go
You cant tell nobody
Im talking bout nobody
Are you responsible
Boy I gotta watch my back
Cause Im not just anybody
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Say yes or say no
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me your that somebody
[timbaland]
Baby girl
Im the man from the big va
Wont you come play round my way
And listen to what I gotta say
Timbaland
Dont you know I am the man
Rock shows here to japan
Have people shaking-shaking my hand
Baby girl, better known as aaliyah
Give me hives, corns, and high fevers
Make the playa haters believe us
Dontcha know
Gotta tell somebody
Cause
[aaliyah]
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me youre that somebody
[repeat chorus 2]
[chorus)
You cant tell nobody, Im talking about nobody
I hope youre responsible
Boy I gotta watch my back
Cause Im not just anybody
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Say yes or say no
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me you that somebody
[instrumental break]
(chorus:
Is it my go, is it your go
Sometimes Im goody-goody
Right now Im naughty naughty
Cause I really need somebody
Tell me your that somebody
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Little Goody Two Shoes
You can take a powder, you can take a drink
You can keep the shrink and the kitchen sink
You can write my name in heaven in invisible ink
Just leave a feeling when theres no time to think
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
You can tear me under, you can give me lip
You can tear me over, you can give me the slip
You can take off everything or tear me off a strip
With a bullet in the chamber and another in the clip
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
Just when you thought you got what you deserved
Just when its time to stop trying
A voice says, boy, have you got a nerve--
Why do you have to keep crying and crying?
You can take me outside, you can take me apart
You can take me upstairs, you can take me to heart
You can take the decision that its time to depart
Dont try to stop me when you told me to start
Little goody two shoes is here to clinch
You can miss by a mile or you can miss by an inch
Dont move a muscle, baby, dont even flinch
Or little goody two shoes will feel the pinch
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Good Girls
Come on come on good girls
Hey diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what diggy what diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what,
No no nooooo,
I know I gotta good girl reputation,
You probably think that Im in bed by ten,
But boy you havent checked my information,
So maybe you should take a look again.
And though I might, not club all night,
Not into e, hennessy, nasty guys,
But treat me right, and I just might,
Take my time blowin your mind.
(goody good girls dont do dat.)
[chorus:]
They dont touchy touch,
They dont make you lus, show you much,
Never mess around or get down.
(goody good girls dont do dat.)
They dont do or dare,
Touch you anywhere, kiss you there,
They dont shake their hips like this.
(goody good girls dont do dat.)
I might be quiet in some situations,
And it might seem like Im a bit too shy,
But theres another half to this equation,
You know theres more to me that meets the eye.
And though I might, not club all night,
Not into e, hennessy, nasty guys,
But treat me right, and I just might,
Take my time blowin your mind.
(goody good girls dont do that.)
[chorus: (x2)]
Good girls, good girls, good girls dont do that. [x4]
Hey diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what diggy what diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what
And though I might, not club all night,
Not into e, hennessy, nasty guys,
But treat me right, and I just might,
Take my time blowin your mind.
(goody good girls dont do dat.)
[chorus: (x2)]
Hey diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what diggy what diggy diggy
Hey diggy diggy what [x2]
song performed by by Velvet Empire
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To Ligurinus
O Cruel fair,
Whose flowing hair
The envy and the pride of all is,
As onward roll
The years, that poll
Will get as bald as a billiard ball is;
Then shall your skin, now pink and dimply,
Be tanned to parchment, sear and pimply!
When you behold
Yourself grown old,
These words shall speak your spirits moody:
'Unhappy one!
What heaps of fun
I've missed by being goody-goody!
Oh, that I might have felt the hunger
Of loveless age when I was younger!'
poem by Eugene Field
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You Belong To Me
What are you girls gonna tell your mother?
I dont want to hear another word about young lovers
Or hiding your boyfriend in the cupboard.
Shes been to see the doctor, so you hope that she recovers.
You act dumb.
You say youre so numb.
You say you dont come
Under his thumb.
Dont wanna be a goody-goody.
I dont want just anybody.
No, I dont want anybody
Saying you belong to me. you belong to me.
Your eyes are absent, your mouth is silent;
Pumping like a fire hydrant.
Things you see are getting hard to swallow.
Youre easily led, but youre much too scared to follow.
Youve been warned.
Youre going to get torn.
No uniform is gonna keep you warm.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Law of our existence.
Knowing or not everybody works out the law,
Doing what is in their mind without a flaw,
One attracts with thoughts of positive or negative,
The other plays it out by became the executive.
Criminal deeds are done with uncontrolled urges,
So are good deeds from the heart's messages,
But there are some who have hatred or greed,
In the meantime plays goody-goody, pays dearly for this deed.
Who works for the devil will get their punishment,
Both the thinker, so is the doer both had same commitment,
But those who choose peace, kindness & understanding,
Will live in peace, true contentment & happiness never ending.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Proverbs for the Enlightened Ones.
Life is a school room, not a vacation
Whatever happens, all are just temptation,
We all have to learn & learn until the last breath,
If we are smart our life will be smooth without any wrath.
What is on your mind will come to you,
Be careful what you think & dwell on and do.
If you keep beauty & harmony instead hostility and anger,
Your life will be light & you will go without any danger.
Always follow your feelings, let it be good or bad,
Trying to be goody-goody will confuse & cause you to be sick or mad,
We all are here to play out the Law
For each other, anyway and anyhow.
However, never do things why you'll be sorry later,
Once you do anything no use for apology or regret to your maker.
Regret brings cancer, apology brings mistrust,
Forgive, but never forget the past,
Be honest and your sleep will be peaceful and just.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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A bumpkin's chronicle
He likes her burgundy lips
And he begs for a kiss.
The poor chap really misses
And he regrets of the wild goose chase.
A countrywoman close upon her menopause
Still waits for him with a crack up
And this wild flower beats about the bush.
The naive Goody-goody who walks from the city end helplessly?
And in the semi-darkness of the twilight sky the glimmer of the Starvation star twinkles lazily.
No barriers & restrictions it seems,
The country road always opens for the desperate wayfarers.
To my dearest Denis.Joe..............'Though we never met in this sojourn
Yet I see you in my fading dreams on and off, how strange this life my dear Joe? '
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Journey of Life
We are all on our way on a journey
Each has a destiny to follow
Should be without being phoney
There is no way to get out of the lessons of life,
Must follow our own feeling
To play the game from the heart without any strife.
Some tries to be goody-goody, but fights against everything,
Making their life full with problems
Sickness, tragic and suffering.
Just follow your feelings and know life is just a dream,
If you choose kindness or turn out as a bad guy
Either way you get back what you sow
But time will pass as a gleam.
However, when one understands who he/she is
Life become a happy journey
With peace, contentment and no more unsolved crisis.
Young, middle aged and old are just illusions in time
The soul lives forever
We are just players on the stage, playing out our own line.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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It's not that I'm Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes now, but I've got my priorities in order.
I'm not a goody-two-shoes. I'm just a father with four children.
quote by Ricky Skaggs
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Goody, Goody Giddiness
I feel a giddiness that’s goody, goody,
but cannot sing like Turandot
about it when awarded with a woody,
because to do so would be not
polite unless the gal who brought my woody on
would join me in my aria,
approving of me as no jerk but John
who’s unprepared to marry her.
Inspired by Anthony Tommasini’s review of the new Metropolitan Opera production of Puccini’s Turandot, with Lise Lindstrom singing the title part, Marcello Giordani taking the part of Prince Calàf and Marina Poplavskaya as Liù (“He’s Come to Melt the Heart of an Ice Princess, ” NYT, October 30,2009) :
Though Ms. Lindstrom may not have the biggest Turandot voice, she sang with chilling power and nailed the top notes. Her sound was impressively focused, with a vibrant vibrato on sustained tones and no wobble. The youthful shimmer of her singing was balanced by rich emotional maturity. Yet there was often a hard edge to her sound, not quite strident but close. Whether this coloring is simply a characteristic of her voice or a sign of strain for a singer in her early 40s is the question. Her performance was strong. But I worry about her future. After Act II, when Ms. Lindstrom took her first curtain call and was greeted by a lusty ovation, she certainly broke character, jumping in place, clapping her hands with “goody, goody” giddiness, looking like the California gal that, after all, she is. It was hard to adjust my perception of her for Act III….The most complete performance came from the elegant Russian soprano Marina Poplavskaya as Liù, the slave girl devoted to Timur and in love with Calàf. She sang with warmth, beautifully earthy colorings and captivating pianissimo high notes. And Zeffirelli fans mourning the retirement of his “Tosca” production can flock to the biggest, grandest Zeffirelli show of them all.
10/30/09
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Never Love Again
(gamble / huff / chambers)
Dear lord above
I swear that i
I will never love again
Unless Im lovin him
Oh, no, oh, oh, oh
He came to me
With a twinkle in his eye
And I fell for him
Yes, I fell for him
Took me by surprise
Unaware was i
Well I fell for him
Oh, I fell for him
If I ever needed help
I need it now
Aint none of my so-called friends
Got the power
To make my tears go way
So on my knees I pray
That you bring his love my way
Dear lord above
I swear that ill
Never, never love again
Oh, no-ho
I stare down at the eyes
And wipe the tears I cried
When I fell for him
Yes, I fell him
Gettin next to me
Was all he wanted to see
Well goody-good for him
Goody-good for him
When my hearts in trouble
And my minds in doubt
Youre the only one who could ever work it out
And bring the sun back in my day
So on my knees I pray
That you send his love my way
Dear lord above
I swear that i
I will never love again
Unless Im loving him
No Ill never, never, never, never, never, never, never gonna love again
Oh, yes Im never, never, never , never, never, never, never gonna love again
Dear lord above
I swear that ill
Never, never, never, never, love again
Unless Im lovin him
Said Im never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never gonna love again
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Goody Blake and Harry Gill
Oh! what's the matter? what's the matter?
What is't that ails young Harry Gill?
That evermore his teeth they chatter,
Chatter, chatter, chatter still!
Of waistcoats Harry has no lack,
Good duffle grey, and flannel fine;
He has a blanket on his back,
And coats enough to smother nine.
In March, December, and in July,
'Tis all the same with Harry Gill;
The neighbours tell, and tell you truly,
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
At night, at morning, and at noon,
'Tis all the same with Harry Gill;
Beneath the sun, beneath the moon,
His teeth they chatter, chatter still!
Young Harry was a lusty drover,
And who so stout of limb as he?
His cheeks were red as ruddy clover;
His voice was like the voice of three.
Old Goody Blake was old and poor;
Ill fed she was, and thinly clad;
And any man who passed her door
Might see how poor a hut she had.
All day she spun in her poor dwelling:
And then her three hours' work at night,
Alas! 'twas hardly worth the telling,
It would not pay for candle-light.
Remote from sheltered village-green,
On a hill's northern side she dwelt,
Where from sea-blasts the hawthorns lean,
And hoary dews are slow to melt.
By the same fire to boil their pottage,
Two poor old Dames, as I have known,
Will often live in one small cottage;
But she, poor Woman! housed alone.
'Twas well enough when summer came,
The long, warm, lightsome summer-day,
Then at her door the 'canty' Dame
Would sit, as any linnet, gay.
But when the ice our streams did fetter,
Oh then how her old bones would shake!
You would have said, if you had met her,
'Twas a hard time for Goody Blake.
Her evenings then were dull and dead:
Sad case it was, as you may think,
For very cold to go to bed;
And then for cold not sleep a wink.
O joy for her! whene'er in winter
The winds at night had made a rout;
And scattered many a lusty splinter
And many a rotten bough about.
Yet never had she, well or sick,
As every man who knew her says,
A pile beforehand, turf or stick,
Enough to warm her for three days.
Now, when the frost was past enduring,
And made her poor old bones to ache,
Could any thing be more alluring
Than an old hedge to Goody Blake?
And, now and then, it must be said,
When her old bones were cold and chill,
She left her fire, or left her bed,
To seek the hedge of Harry Gill.
Now Harry he had long suspected
This trespass of old Goody Blake;
And vowed that she should be detected--
That he on her would vengeance take.
And oft from his warm fire he'd go,
And to the fields his road would take;
And there, at night, in frost and snow,
He watched to seize old Goody Blake.
And once, behind a rick of barley,
Thus looking out did Harry stand:
The moon was full and shining clearly,
And crisp with frost the stubble land.
--He hears a noise--he's all awake--
Again?--on tip-toe down the hill
He softly creeps--'tis Goody Blake;
She's at the hedge of Harry Gill!
Right glad was he when he beheld her:
Stick after stick did Goody pull:
He stood behind a bush of elder,
Till she had filled her apron full.
When with her load she turned about,
The by-way back again to take;
He started forward, with a shout,
And sprang upon poor Goody Blake.
And fiercely by the arm he took her,
And by the arm he held her fast,
And fiercely by the arm he shook her,
And cried, "I've caught you then at last!"--
Then Goody, who had nothing said,
Her bundle from her lap let fall;
And, kneeling on the sticks, she prayed
To God that is the judge of all.
She prayed, her withered hand uprearing,
While Harry held her by the arm--
"God! who art never out of hearing,
O may he never more be warm!" 0
The cold, cold moon above her head,
Thus on her knees did Goody pray;
Young Harry heard what she had said:
And icy cold he turned away.
He went complaining all the morrow
That he was cold and very chill:
His face was gloom, his heart was sorrow,
Alas! that day for Harry Gill!
That day he wore a riding-coat,
But not a whit the warmer he:
Another was on Thursday brought,
And ere the Sabbath he had three.
'Twas all in vain, a useless matter,
And blankets were about him pinned;
Yet still his jaws and teeth they clatter;
Like a loose casement in the wind.
And Harry's flesh it fell away;
And all who see him say, 'tis plain,
That, live as long as live he may,
He never will be warm again.
No word to any man he utters,
A-bed or up, to young or old;
But ever to himself he mutters,
"Poor Harry Gill is very cold."
A-bed or up, by night or day;
His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
Now think, ye farmers all, I pray,
Of Goody Blake and Harry Gill!
poem by William Wordsworth
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