Ballad Of Bodacious
Bodacious am a whole lotta' bull
over nineteen hundred pounds.
He's born in Galry, Oklahoma
and he's the baddest sonsabitch around
if a Burma bull ever were a super star
then Bodacious just might be.
He's a cream colored, beefy brawn,
full-fledged, four footed bovine celebrity.
Who's gonna ride Bodacious?
Who's gonna tame him down?
Look out for Bodacious, he's bound to hold his ground.
Here comes Bodacious, ya'll just step aside.
Big and bad Bodacious takes a toll from those who ride.
Young Bo met a man named Tuff Hedeman
at the start of his buckin' spree
and Tuff became one of the few to make the whistle
back in Nineteen Ninety Three.
Tuff tried to ride Bo again at the finals
in Nineteen Ninety Five.
Bodacious had got a little older and wiser
Tuff barely came out alive.
song performed by by Primus
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Getting Bodacious and Less Discreet
The guys lay in secret with misters.
Laying discreeted doing dirty deeds.
Some downlow on hands and knees,
And all bugged out with plugged up mouths.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
None denying they've come out of the closet.
Few denying they now cruise on the streets.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
Some are married and some are not.
Some just started and they like it a lot.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
It may be caused by the economy.
With some feeling weakened,
With effeminate needs.
And some feeling weakened,
With a need to please.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
None denying they've come out of the closet.
Few denying they now cruise on the streets.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
Some are married and some are not.
Some just started and they like it a lot.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
Laying discreeted doing dirty deeds.
Some downlow on hands and knees,
And all bugged out with plugged up mouths.
You know the guys lay in secret with misters.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
You know the guys lay in secret with misters.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
You know the guys lay in secret with misters.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
You know the guys lay in secret with misters.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
You know the guys lay in secret with misters.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
And getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
They're getting bodacious and less discreet.
Getting bodacious and less discreet.
The guys lay in secret with misters.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tuff Baby
Pop
Psst, psst, hey girl
Just come here, come on, come here
I love your hair
Your pearly smile
Your icing scan
Societys vile
Insect cars
Horny men from mars
I love you, tuff baby
I love you, tuff baby
Youve know the score
For a while now
Your dad dont care
Your moms aware
Your hands are new
I wonder what theyll do
I love you, tuff baby
I love you, tuff baby
Theres chaos in the old suburbs
And downtown too they got the blues
But youll survive
With a hard glint in your eyes
I love you, tuff baby
I love you, tuff baby
I love you
I love you, tuff baby
I love you, tuff baby
I love you, tuff baby
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Bodacious Dreams
Bodacious dreams
Move through a sieve
Of memories,
Spilling like shards of glass,
Cutting into my soul.
July 27,2007
11: 01 P.M.
poem by Dorothy Holmes
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Bodacious
Oft-times our body
seems to be
Much stronger than
our minds and hearts
Not swayed so much by
emotion or intellect
But Moved instead
By bodacious body parts
poem by David Whalen
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Gaucho
Just when I say
boy we cant miss
You are golden
Then you do this
You say this guy is so cool
Snapping his fingers like a fool
One more expensive kiss-off
Who do you think I am
Lord I know youre a special friend
But you dont seem to understand
We got heavy rollers
I think you should know
Try again tomorrow
Cant you see theyre laughing at me
Get rid off him
I dont care what you do at home
Would you care to explain
Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing
In your spangled leather poncho
And your elevator shoes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend
Will never be welcome here
High in the custerdome
What I tell you
Back down the line
Ill scratch your back
You can scratch mine
No he cant sleep on the floor
What do you think Im yelling for
Ill drop him near the freeway
Doesnt he have a home
Lord I know youre a special friend
But you refuse to understand
Youre a nasty schoolboy
With no place to go
Try again tomorrow
Dont tell me hell wait in the car
Look at you
Holding hands with the man from rio
Would you care to explain
Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing
In your spangled leather poncho
With the studs that match your eyes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend
Will never be welcome here
High in the custerdome
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Super-tuff
In the car park
In the lamplight
Go for a walk
Clock him shiv-fight
Sodium-a-shine on
All the faces white now
And he got his docs on
Bottle out all right now
As you might say
Him super-tuff
In the corner
In the cold rain
Sting like iodine
In my brain
Fist you til you fall down
Hit him back make him mad
Really hard. really fast
Have you ever been had?
(cos hes having you now)
Super-tuff
But also tender
song performed by by Xtc
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Super-tuff
In the car park
In the lamplight
Go for a walk
Clock him shiv-fight
Sodium-a-shine on
All the faces white now
And he got his docs on
Bottle out all right now
As you might say
Him super-tuff
In the corner
In the cold rain
Sting like iodine
In my brain
Fist you til you fall down
Hit him back make him mad
Really hard. really fast
Have you ever been had?
(cos hes having you now)
Super-tuff
But also tender
song performed by by Xtc
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Lizard Love
I was walkin down the street
When someone called my name
She had spiked heels on her feet
And she was feelin no pain
Ohhh must be lizard love
So I hid behind the newspaper
Turned to page six
She was in her birthday suit
Behind a crucifix
Ohhh must be lizard love
She was hangin big booty
She was puss n boots way up to here
Shes a little bit of heaven, a 24-7
A 10 every day of the year
Now there must be some mistake
Im feelin so high strung
She said i make love like a snake
I even got a forked tongue
At first I thought I was dreamin
That Id wake up and shed dissappear
But when I opened up my eyes
She was laughing and a screamin swinging from the chandlier
You know I never seem to give
Or ever get enough
And I just cant seem to live without
That sweet bodacious stuff
Ohhh must be lizard love
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Curb Kickuh
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
You like to shake up stuff.
See that dust.
And direct how it should be cleaned up.
You prefer to stir a bit of lust with cussin'.
And when you've had enough...
U get tuff when it's time,
For folks to get up and leave.
You don't fool me.
You're a curb kickuh.
A no nonsense takuh.
And a mean love makuh.
U don't fake or take no bull.
And if it's not the way u want it...
You don't pull no punches.
I can be like that myself.
But at least with me...
U don't have to be so ruff!
Like u tuff or somethin'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tuff Enuff
I would walk ten miles on my hands and knees
Aint no doubt about it baby, its you I aim to please
Id wrestle with a lion and a grizzly bear
Its my life baby, but I dont care
(chorus)
Aint that tuff enuff
Aint that tuff enuff
Aint that tuff enuff
Aint that tuff enuff
For you baby, I would swim the sea
Nothin Id do for you thats too tuff for me
Id put out a burning building with a shovel and dirt
And not even worry about getting hurt
(repeat chorus)
Id work twenty-four hours, seven days a week
Just so I could come home and kiss your cheek
I love you in the morning and I love you at noon
I love you in the night and take you to the moon
(repeat chorus)
Lay in a pile of buring money that Ive earned
And not even worry about getting burned
Id climb the empire state and fight muhammad ali
Just to have you, baby, close to me
(repeat chorus)
I would walk ten miles on my hands and knees
Aint no doubt about it baby, its you I aim to please
Id wrestle with a lion and a grizzly bear
Its my life baby, but I dont care
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Wynonna Judd
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1984
Nineteen eighty four
Someday they wont let you
Now you must agree
The time they are a telling
And the changing isnt free
You read it in the tea leaves
And the reacks are on tv
Beware the savage jaw
In nineteen eighty four
Theyll split your pretty cranium
And fill it full of air
Theyll tell you that youre eighty
And really you wont care
Youll be shooting up on everything
Tomorrows never there
Beware the savage jaw
In nineteen eighty four
Come see come see
Remember me
I played in an all night movie role
You said it would last
But I guess weve enrolled
In nineteen eighty four
Who could ask for more
Nineteen eighty four
Who could ask for more
Im looking for a vehicle
Im looking for a ride
Im looking for a party
Im looking for a side
Im looking for a treason
That I knew in sixty five
Beware the savage door
In nineteen eighty four
Come see come see
Remember me
I played in an all night movie role
You said it would last
But I guess weve enrolled
In nineteen eighty four
Who could ask for more
Nineteen eighty four
Who could ask for more
Nineteen eighty four
song performed by by Tina Turner
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99 Lbs
Written by: d. bryant
Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
Shes got in each and every kiss
You wouldnt know what Im talking bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I dont mean to be frank with you all
Its a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you cant argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got in each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
cause I was the one running round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of sunday
That I cant see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, Im talking about a feline friend
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Midnight Ride
Written by james young
Lead vocals by james young
Gonna get you while you sleep
Give you a dream you can keep
To yourself little mama gonna make you feel better
Im your mystery man in a gold lincoln
Aint no reason to do any second thinkin
About it child
Midnight ride Im gonna shake ya
Midnight ride Im gonna break ya
Midnight ride Im gonna take you on a
Midnight ride
Meet you little girl back at my hotel
Between you and me were really gonna give em hell
I got something mighty special up my sleeve
All you got to do is just say please
Midnight ride Im gonna shake ya
Midnight ride Im gonna break ya
Midnight ride Im gonna take you on a
Midnight ride
song performed by by Styx
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Ride On
Its another lonely evening
And another lonely town
But I aint too young to worry
And I aint too old to cry
When a woman gets me down
Got another empty bottle
And another empty bed
Aint too young to admit it
And Im not too old to lie
Im just another empty head
Thats why Im lonely
Im so lonely
But I know what Im gonna do -
Im gonna ride on
Ride on
Ride on, standing on the edge of the road
Ride on, thumb in the air
Ride on, one of these days Im gonna
Ride on, change my evil ways
Till then Ill just keep dragging on
Broke another promise
And I broke another heart
But I aint too young to realize
That I aint too old to try
Try to get back to the start
And its another red light nightmare
Another red light street
And I aint too old to hurry
Cause I aint too old to die
But I sure am hard to beat
But Im lonely
Lord Im lonely
What am I gonna do -
Ride on
Ride on, got myself a one-way ticket
Ride on
Ride on, going the wrong way
Ride on, gonna change my evil ways
Ride on, one of these days
One of these days
Ride on
Ride on
Im gonna ride on
Ride on, looking for a truck
Ride on
Ride on, keep on riding
Riding on and on and on
song performed by by AC-DC
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Showdown
Its gonna happen
Before too long
Its gettin hard to tell
Whos right and whos wrong
I can see it comin
So I gotta be strong
Theres gonna be a showdown
Theres gonna be
Changes in this town
Were gonna see a showdown
A times gonna come
In the future when
A whole lotta people
Gonna think again
Were gonna keep right on
Till you break and then
Do you want to be out of touch
Only you can decide
For something different
Youre out of luck
cause on we will ride
On were gonna ride
Ride on, oh, ride on
Come on
The music explodes
Like a gun in your hand
Were gonna give you more
Than your head can stand
Then well sit down
And talk man to man
Theres gonna be a showdown
Were gonna see
Changes in this town
Were gonna see a showdown
Showdown ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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City People Blues
It was one wild ride
A matter of fact
A hell of a party
To be exact.
Lots of kickass people
Each had a guitar
Outplaying each other
You know how they are.
And some hot shot singers
By ones and by twos
Belting out bodacious
City people blues.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
It would last all night
While the jug wine lasted.
It was amazing that they
Could play well when blasted.
The music would swing
From country to metal
Depending on who had
His foot on the pedal
While the party careened
From chat to a dance
And everything a matter
Of pure happenstance.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
Nobody ever planned
A single stinking thing.
We'd just all sorta gather
And pick and grin and sing.
We'd keep the neighbors up
And invite them all in.
To share a hit of doobie
And drink some of our gin.
We passed around popcorn
And maybe some cooking.
And some Alice B brownies
When nobody was looking.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
poem by Brent Kincaid
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Ode to Clyde
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
THREE DAYS OF RIDING BILLY THE BAY
LABOR DAY WEEKEND AND ANOTHER NICE DAY
I DECIDED TO TAKE MY OTHER HORSE CLYDE
AND THEN RESTED BILLY THE BAY
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
I USE TO RIDE WHAT MOST MEN COULDN’T SADDLE
NOW I CAN’T SADDLE WHAT MOST MEN CAN RIDE
BUSTED AND BROKEN FROM THAT BUCKING HORSE CLYDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
OH WHAT’S AN OLD COWBOY TO SAY
OH WHAT’S AN OLD COWBOY TO SING
WHEN HIS HORSE SENDS HIM HIGH ON HIS WAY
BUSTED AND BROKEN AND LAYING IN PAIN
NEVER SHOULD’VE TAKEN THE PAINT THAT DAY
SHOULD HAVE RIDDEN THE BAY.
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
THAT’S OKAY CLYDE, YOU JUST WAIT AND SEE
THINK YOU’RE REALLY ALL THAT TUFF AND MEAN?
I’M MENDING BOY, AND JUST YOU WAIT FOR ME!
I’M GONNA RIDE THE HIDE
OFF THAT BUCKING HORSE CLYDE!
poem by Sunnie Bianco
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Grieving The Loss Of Stuff!
I just heard on world news tonight
that this generation of children
are grieving the loss of STUFF?
I couldn't believe what my ears had heard
they think they're all having it all so tuff?
Would they have grieved or missed it all?
If we as parents would have just given less?
And maybe not gone and filled their lives with STUFF
and given them, our parental best!
Grieving the loss of STUFF?
I can't believe what we have now become!
To place a price on the stuff in life!
and not that of what our lives
have given to the world and done!
So let this generation weep awhile!
they need to know what is really tuff!
And then they won't have time to moan
about not having all that STUFF!
poem by Linda Winchell
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My New Friends
My new friends are
Rocio: tuff, funny, silly, fun, social, nice, dramatic, and a great, caring, friend and trustful
Isabel: rich, funny, and sometimes mean
sophia: funny, fun and evil in a friendly way
michelle: social, fun, funny, trustful
rebecca: dramatic, fun, tuff, funny, great and nice. sometimes too honest
osa: funny, silly fun, and honest
right now my friends are mad at each other,10 votes if u think they should stop
poem by Adriana Salomon
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{b.o.s.t}
B:
black born brave brilliant
bold beyond billions
O:
of opposite
on open opportunites
S:
strong smart super
sensitive soldier solid skillfull
T:
true tuff talented
titanium titan thoughtfull
poem by James Bost
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