Last night I watched a few country music videos. They have the strangest effect on me. I want to go out and dance with cowboys, get drunk and do thing that I swear I'll never do again the next morning
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this is my favorite country songjustlikepoetryJanuary 22 2007, 08:35:07 UTC
I Spent My last $10.00 (On Birth Control and Beer) by Two Nice Girls (lyrics by Gretchen Phillips)
When I was a young girl like normal girls do I looked to a woman's love to help get me through I never needed any more than a feminine touch I hated the thought of kissing a man it really was too much
I did not drink, I did not smoke I did not say "goddamn" I was polite I was sensitive before I loved a man My family, they were proud of me were proud of what I am But then along came Lester and my tale of woe began
(Chorus) I spent my last ten dollars on birth control and beer My life was so much simpler when I was sober and queer But the love of a strong hairy man has turned my head I fear And made me spend my last ten bucks on birth control and beer
It was June 1983 when Mary Lou and I did part She said she loved another dyke my god, it broke my heart I was bitter and disillusioned to lose another girlfriend Lester came to work at Papa's store and decided to ease on in
Before my last heartbreak nothing made me more sick Than a hairy-chested, cheap double-breasted suited man with a hard dick I guess that I was curious I guess that I was young I guess it was that rum and coke I guess that I was dumb
(Chorus)
For of course, for a woman to love a man she must also love to booze If a woman don't drink beside her man then she will surely lose him As I sit in this hetero honky-tonk and reflect upon my past I think about those girlfriends and why they didn't last
For there's certain thrills that lesbian love simply cannot supply Like paying for abortions from sperm gone awry And so I say to you my friends without this man I'd die So listen to my tale of woe and hang your head and cry
by Two Nice Girls (lyrics by Gretchen Phillips)
When I was a young girl like normal girls do
I looked to a woman's love to help get me through
I never needed any more than a feminine touch
I hated the thought of kissing a man it really was too much
I did not drink, I did not smoke I did not say "goddamn"
I was polite I was sensitive before I loved a man
My family, they were proud of me were proud of what I am
But then along came Lester and my tale of woe began
(Chorus)
I spent my last ten dollars on birth control and beer
My life was so much simpler when I was sober and queer
But the love of a strong hairy man has turned my head I fear
And made me spend my last ten bucks on birth control and beer
It was June 1983 when Mary Lou and I did part
She said she loved another dyke my god, it broke my heart
I was bitter and disillusioned to lose another girlfriend
Lester came to work at Papa's store and decided to ease on in
Before my last heartbreak nothing made me more sick
Than a hairy-chested, cheap double-breasted suited man with a hard dick
I guess that I was curious I guess that I was young
I guess it was that rum and coke I guess that I was dumb
(Chorus)
For of course, for a woman to love a man she must also love to booze
If a woman don't drink beside her man then she will surely lose him
As I sit in this hetero honky-tonk and reflect upon my past
I think about those girlfriends and why they didn't last
For there's certain thrills that lesbian love simply cannot supply
Like paying for abortions from sperm gone awry
And so I say to you my friends without this man I'd die
So listen to my tale of woe and hang your head and cry
(Chorus)
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