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Adolescence isn't just about prom or wearing sparkly dresses.

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In Love With The 80's

so it was jeremy in 1983
in his ocean pacific t
who got a bloody knee
on his skateboard
in the half pipe
in the backyard
that tuesday night
and i'm only gonna pierce my left ear
and i've been working on this mustache all summer long
and my favorite band will always be tears for fears
and i'm gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
cutting class through the first floor window
he's driving fast cause he never did a thing slow
and i look up to my big bro
cause in the 80's all the ladies grabbed his hand and couldn't let go
and i'm only gonna pierce my left ear
and i've been working on this mustache all summer long
and my favorite band will always be tears for fears
and i'm gonna wear a pink tux to the prom (a pink tux to the prom)
doo doo, a doo doo doo
pink tux to the prom
doo doo, a doo doo doo
pink tux to the prom
i am gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
live without a care...what could possibly go wrong?
when you're president of the breakfast club
and you're not hesitant to fall in love (to fall in love)
to throw it away to fall in love with the 80's
i am gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
live without a care...what could possibly go wrong?
i am gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
live without a care...
cause you threw it away to fall in love with the 80's
doo doo, a doo doo
doo doo, a doo doo
doo doo, a doo doo

song performed by Relient K
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In Love With The 80's (Pink Tux To The Prom)

So it was Jeremy in 1983 in his ocean pacific tee who got a bloody knee
on a skateboard
in the half pipe
in the backyard that tuesday night
and i'm only gonna pierce my left ear
and i've been working on this mustache all summer long
and my favorite band will always be tears for fears
and i'm gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
cuttin class thru the first floor window
he's driving fast cuz he never did a thing slow
and i look up to my big bro cuz in the 80's all the ladies grabbed his hand and couldn't let go
(chorus)
do do do do do pink tux to the prom
do do do do do pink tux to the prom
I am gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
live without a care
of what could possibly go wrong
when you're the president of The Breakfast Club
and you're not hesitant to fall in love
to fall in love,
to throw it away to fall in love with the 80's
I am gonna wear
a pink tux to the prom
live without a care
what could possibly go wrong
I am gunna wear
a pink tux to the prom
live without a care
cuz you threw it away
to fall in love...
with the 80's
(do do do do do do.....)

song performed by Relient K
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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 Iggy Pop
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Prom

Last night and great moments
For us seniors to go to
Prom
We going have time of our life
Last time we to have fun with each other
In this special night
One last time to dress up, good nice and
Have a good time with each other like this
Get music started
So I can dance
Let’s eat and drink from all dancing we all did
I need a break and get back to dancing afterward
Taking pictures, eat dinner, staying out all night and being at
Prom
Is just amazing feeling and there is no words to describe it
It doesn’t matter what I ride to get to
Prom
As along I am there with friends and enjoying my time
Tonight we can show what we got
I’m not going care, worry and just dance like I mean it
Let get this night going until midnight
Don’t let music stop, keep it going
We will look back on our
Prom
Night and look at memories we have
We didn’t regret it and glad we went and also didn’t miss fun
This is very important night for you and me
I can’t believe I was there and I glad I went
I will never forget it and I was smiling like I never did before
Even thought I wish I was with you baby dancing
This was such a blast time I have at
Prom

poem by Christina Phan
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Hooped Dresses In the Dirt Dragging

Is it so crazy to relive happy days.
With a squeaky clean innocence,
To amaze.

Gone are cloudy eyes cleared from a haze.
Reminiscent of those times,
Covered wagons were the rage.

Hooped dresses in the dirt dragging,
With dudes in zoot suits.
Wide-legged, high-waisted pants...
And wearing button spatted boots.

Today are seen exposed breasts.
And men's underwear.
No one wants to cover up,
Anything bare.

Hooped dresses in the dirt dragging.
Bring 'em back.
Bring' em back.
Dudes in zoot suits,
And wearing button spatted boots.
Bring 'em back.
Bring' em back.
Hooped dresses in the dirt dragging.
Bring 'em back.

My mind is old-fashion.
Yet ecclectic are my dreams.
I'd never thought I'd be a prude.
But some exposed butts demean.

So crude are these visions.
Looking away is not enough.
Who okayed today's display?
With no signs of it giving up!

My eyes have grown tired.
And my lips have long not touched.

'Where are we? '

Hooped dresses in the dirt dragging.
Bring 'em back.
Bring' em back.
Dudes in zoot suits,
And wearing button spatted boots.
Bring 'em back.
Bring' em back.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Favorite Things

Buy me diamonds and rubies
I'm crazy 'bout bentleys
Gucci dresses and drop top compresses
Wine me and dine me
Bring those platinum rings
Those are a few of our favourite things
Buy me diamonds and rubies
I'm crazy bout bentleys
Gucci dresses and drop top compresses
Wine me and dine me
Bring those platinum rings
Those are a few of our favourite things
What i need is a gentleman
Who does the best he can
There to hold my hand
I want you to understand
Of course i want diamonds and expensive things
Cause a girl's gotta have her favourite things
Oh, that's what you like nice type of life
Platinum at night flat diamond light
Well that's so bright
You looking right ass kinda tight
Don't spend the night
Roll with the g, oh we could be right you and me
Like fantasy i'll make you real
So what de deal
Girl tell Randy just how u feel
Buy me diamonds and rubies
I'm crazy bout bentleys
Gucci dresses and drop top compresses
Wine me and dine me
Bring those platinum rings
Those are a few of our favourite things
I would like a man who would
Take care of business
And still have the time to
Take me on a shopping spree
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine.
With what we have lets put it together and we can shine
I know what you want
And i got what you need
I believe you should be rolling with me
I take you around, out on the town
And show you the way that a boy liquors down
Whenever you're ready girl we can go now
And we can do things you don't even know how
I know that you know that i'm feeling your style
So tell me what you do just to make you go wow uh
Buy me diamonds and rubies
I'm crazy bout bentleys

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song performed by Outkast
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Disguises

I used to know everything about you
But today when I tried to point you out to one of my friends
I picked the wrong girl again
Dont see you in the crowd anymore
I think its you but I cant be sure
Youre wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
I dont think you want me to see you ever again
And today I saw you dressed as a flower bed
Last week you had a wig on your head
Directing traffic in the street
And your shoes were too big for your feet
You were wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
[repeat first verse]
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises

song performed by Who
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Do You Think It's Alright / Fiddle About

(Pete Townshend)
I used to know everything about you
But today when I tried to point you out to one of my friends
I picked the wrong girl again
Don't see you in the crowd anymore
I think it's you but I can't be sure
You're wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
I don't think you want me to see you ever again
And today I saw you dressed as a flower bed
Last week you had a wig on your head
Directing traffic in the street
And your shoes were too big for your feet
You were wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
[repeat first verse]
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises

song performed by Who
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Band Concert

Band concert public square Nebraska city. Flowing and circling dresses, summer-white dresses. Faces, flesh tints flung like sprays of cherry blossoms. And gigglers, God knows, gigglers, rivaling the pony whinnies of the Livery Stable Blues.

Cowboy rags and nigger rags. And boys driving sorrel horses hurl a cornfield laughter at the girls in dresses, summer-white dresses. Amid the cornet staccato and the tuba oompa, gigglers, God knows, gigglers daffy with life’s razzle dazzle.

Slow good-night melodies and Home Sweet Home. And the snare drummer bookkeeper in a hardware store nods hello to the daughter of a railroad conductor—a giggler, God knows, a giggler—and the summer-white dresses filter fanwise out of the public square.

The crushed strawberries of ice cream soda places, the night wind in cottonwoods and willows, the lattice shadows of doorsteps and porches, these know more of the story.

poem by Carl Sandburg
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The Shoes Youre Wearing

Weve all seen enough wrong and right
To know everythings not black and white
Theres always something in between
No matter how long or well you live
You dont get anything you dont give
Still no slate is clean
For better or worse, anybody can
Take a look around and find a better man
Upright no matter how hes faring
No matter what kind of shoes hes wearing
The shoes hes wearing
They dont make the man
So many people out running around
Handicapped before they hit the ground
Thinking theres nowhere to go
Shouldnt we all be looking for ways
To keep on seeing our better days
Were not chained to what we know
But if your eyes are open and your mind is free
Theres no tellin what a man can be
Upright no matter how youre faring
No matter what kind of shoes youre wearing
The shoes youre wearing
They dont make the man
But if you cant walk through the best of times and the worst of times
Find your feet still walking the line
Youll never carry the load worth bearing
No matter what kind of shoes youre wearing
The shoes youre wearing
They wont make the man
The shoes youre wearing
They wont make the man

song performed by Clint Black
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In Love With The Eighties (Pink Tux To The Prom)

So it was Jeremy in 1983
IN his ocean pacific I
Who got a bloody knee
On his skateboard
In the half-pipe
In the backyard
That Tuesday night
And I'm only gonna pierce my left ear
And I've been workin' on this mustache all summer long
And my favorite band will always be Tears for Fears
And I'm gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
Cutting class through the first floor window
He's driving fast 'cause he never did a thing slow
And I look up to my big bro
'Cause in the 80's all the ladies grabbed his hand and never let go
doo doo, a doo doo doo
Pink tux to the prom
I am gonna wear a pink tux to the prom
Live without a care...what could possibly go wrong?
When you're president of the breakfast club
And you're not hesitant to fall in love
To throw it all away to fall in love with the 80's
'Cause you threw it all away to fall in love with the 80's

song performed by Relient K
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Sand Storm

We make our way along Bournemouth prom,
To a favourite pub of ours, for a lazy late lunch.
But long before we ever make it that far along,
Our mouths fill with sand, on which we crunch.

The sand from the beach is being blown by the wind.
We watch it as we walk along the almost endless prom.
Despite having to battle through the gusting gale,
It’s quite a novelty to see the sand being blown along.

The fine granules form ever moving designs.
Many an interesting pattern the sand makes.
As it’s perpetually blown this way and that,
It twists and turns and twirls, just like snakes.

The sand has collected in patches here and there,
And some of them really are pretty deep.
Rather than walking along the tarmac prom,
We could almost be walking along the actual beach!

As I walk through the large patches of sand,
The granules collect in both of my shoes.
But I walk through patch after patch en route:
I don’t mind, as, me, it does quite amuse.

The wind whips the sand up into a frenzy.
It’s in my mouth, my eyes and in my hair.
Sand is being blown all over the place.
In fact, it seems to be almost everywhere!

I happen to place my hand on the back of my neck,
And I can feel sand there, just below my head.
The next morning, when I get up and look,
There are grains of sand near the foot of my bed!

It was really nice to have a small reminder
Of our very enjoyable, but tiring, day out.
I do so love going down to Bournemouth.
We’ll be back there soon without a doubt!

poem by Angela Wybrow
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Underage Girl

She disappears into the foreboding night
While her mother is sleeping in the bedroom next to hers,
She’s underage but escapes
To the Atlantis Lounge
Where the girls dance full-body birthday nude
To earn cash for a beautiful prom dress,
A prom that will never come.

When girls are completely nude,
Supposedly they ban the booze,
But the underage girl
And her blonde twenty-two year old friend,
Toss back shots of rum
In an effort to numb their souls
When it’s time to disrobe
For the defeated old men, the parasites
And the serial killers seeking entertainment.

When there is a lull in the evening
And the creeps tightly clutch their dollar bills
Like a wicked spider does her victim,
Then the girls make friends with pathetic losers
Who happen to have drug connections,
Some high school coaching assistant
In pursuit of a blowjob.

Down the road
In the criminal city,
They arrive at the Moonlight Motel,
Ecstasy and cocaine,
Sex for sale in room number nine,
The blushing neon signs
Witness the crimes
And the young girl’s demise.

The utterly wasted girls perform
For the cold, sober, calculating men;
The underage girl keeps returning
To the cocaine brick
In a terribly successful attempt
To forget who she is,
To forget where she’s been,
The scumbags bust their nuts and flee
Like hopped-up squirrels on methamphetamines.

Then the disaster is complete,
The underage girl, her heart just stops,
No longer able to bear
The heartbreaks of existence.
The blonde girl screams

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poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Back In The Days

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
I was very loud. [1]
I was very shy. [2]
I had a lot of friends, [1]
I had little friends, [2]
my parents were proud, [1]
my parents lived a lie. [2]

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
prom was coming next week. [1]
prom was soon coming up. [2]
Daddy bought me a dress, [1]
Momma took me to a shop, [2]
So nervous I couldn't breathe. [1]
bought me a black tux. [2]

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
I was the prettiest of them all. [1]
I wasn't noticed well. [2]
There's this boy I barely noticed, [1]
The prettiest girl in school... [2]
is so handsome and so tall. [1]
so pretty and so swell. [2]

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
he reached to hold my hand. [1]
I reached for her hand. [2]
As nervous as he was, [1]
My heart shook; my voice was weak, [2]
he asked me to the dance. [1]
I asked her to the dance. [2]

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
after the prom I got the news. [1]
I'm to go to war next week. [2]
He was drafted in the army, [1]
I wish there was a way, [2]
and to be sent off too soon. [1]
all I could do was pray. [2]

When I was in high school, [1]
When I was in high school, [2]
I watched him be taken away. [1]
I told her, 'I love you.' [2]
That tall and handsome man, [1]

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poem by Heather Cropper
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Shopping For Dresses (feat. Loretta Lynn)

Jimmie Dickens, Merle Haggard, R. Q. Jackson
Down through the ages men have died for women
And done so for many times
Each time I loved one, I ve always lost one
Seems the right one is so hard to find.
Shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
One in each color, one in each style.
I ll find a lady someday to wear them,
My shopping will be done for awhile.
I ll bet somewhere s a lady shopping for britches
Comparing the value, appraising each pair.
Maybe someday the Lord will bring us together
And we ll both have a new wardrobe to wear
Shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
One in each color and one in each style.
Maybe someday if I'm lucky
I ll find someone to wear them
And my shopping will be done for awhile.
My shopping will be done for awhile.
I m looking for a lady who ll look good in dresses
She must be red-headed, green eyes and be fair.
I ll make exceptions to all my requirements
As long as she s willing to care.
Chorus:
I just saw a beauty with blue eyes, what a cutie
Bond hair like a halo around her did flow,
But the brunette beside her would be just as lovely
In the dresses I bought long ago.
Chorus:
Now as I sit here dreaming, planning and scheming,
Why should I make standards when everyone knows
As your need ranges, women make changes
And you must accept them or just let them go.
Chorus:

song performed by Randy Travis
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Get It Up (Poetic Justice)

Hey ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
Cuz we's about to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
That's it
That's right There it is
For the fellas
Comin back on the sexy tip
Ya know what I'm saying
But no more dresses for y'all
No more dresses
My brother (brother)
Ha ha
Get it up
Woo wee
Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
I'm gonna try to blow your mind
Can't you see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Don't you know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy (oh)
Chorus
Get it up
Get get get get get
Get it up
Get it up (yeah)
there is nothing wrong
With freakin' all night long
Me and you
We're need to groove
It feels good doin' it
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your care behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)
Let me do you
Ohhhhh
Chorus
One time huh (ha ha ha)
Woo there it is (uh)

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song performed by TLC
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Get It Up

(appears on the poetic justice soundtrack)
Hey, ha ha
There it goes
Yeah
cause wes abouts to flow
There it is
For the fellas
There it is
Thats it
Thats right
There it is
For the fellas
Comin back on the sexy tip
Ya know what Im sayin
Wit no mo dresses for yall
No mo dresses
My brother (brother)
Get it up
Get it up
Tlc is back on the mic
Ya know
Ha ha
Get it up...
Get it up
Get ready for a real good time
Im gonna try to blow your mind
Cant ya see
You and me
It sounds so nasty
Get it up
Let your thang hang down
We could fool around
Dont ya know
I want you so (yeah)
Make me happy (oh)
Chorus:
Get it up
Get it up...
Get it up
Get it up
There is nothing wrong
With freakin all night long
Me and you
Were in a groove
It feels good to me
Get it up
Leave your cares behind (just leave your cares behind)
Let me try to find
Find a spot (a spot)
To get you hot (ha ha)

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Santas Beard

Once a year my friend puts on a red suit
And hangs around with me and my wife
Now I cant help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee
And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming
For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming
Now I cant help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee
Why must she climb on his knee?
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
She kissed him once and whispered in his ear
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
I wish he would go
Hes breaking up my home
She always had this twisted side to her*
But shed never drag my name around town
But lately shes been humming cheating songs
And I dont like that fat guy around
No, I dont like that fat guy around
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
She kissed him once and whispered in his ear
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
I wish he would go
Hes breaking up my home
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
Thrilling christmas, trembling fear
I saw my baby wearing santas beard
I wish he would go
Hes breaking up my home

song performed by They Might Be Giants
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Fear me not for wearing a hijab

Why are you standing so far away?
come near and fear me not for wearing a hijab (veil)
I wanna obey the Creator of the world, so that's why I 'm wearing it
I 'm a successful businesswoman and a princess in my home
I respect everyone and judge not anyone I don't know
I don't care how people look like
I look more at their hearts
I don't say anything bad because I 'm a moralist
I 'm doing my best to be in a good relationship with my Creator
and wearing my hijab is supporting me and giving me a push forward
fear me not for wearing a hijab
because my best example is Mary, mother of Jesus Christ
she is the purest woman ever on earth
and I wanna keep my chastity like her
men respect me because they know deep inside that
I 'm wearing a hijab not to seduce them,
but to make our society moralistic and ideal
fear me not for wearing a hijab because I won't do you any harm
you are one of God's creatures and I respect all God's creations

poem by Rehab Helmy
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Luxurious

Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly first-class desires, you're my limousine
So elegant, the way we ride, our passion, it just multiplies
There's platinum lightning in the sky
Look I'm livin' like a queen
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Sugar, honey, sexy baby
When we touch it turns to gold
Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose
You know you are my treasure chest
It's pure perfection when we kiss and
You're my Mr., I'm your Miss
Gonna be until we're old
This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
[2x]
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're loaded and we're not gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're hooked up with the love cause we grow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we got hydroponic love and we're smokin'
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we burn it, you and I, we are so lit
And we're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper

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song performed by Gwen Stefani
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