Feb 21, 2006 01:07
take your 80's glam rock.
your 90's pop rocks.
smashed with your 2000 good looks.
take it...cause we won't.
We don't do returns on bad hair do's and we never take back bad fashion.
Pants.
Tapered,pleated, big seated.
You need it.
I crave letting out my feelings through art.
As Madonna did through her sexual expression.
Which at the age of Five... I knew she was hott stuff.
My T.V. told me so.
Who though...
who listens to thosethings now.
Now that we have cell phones and internet.
We don't need people to tell us what to think.
We all have our own strong personal connections, right.
Maybe that is why when we sit down for dinner we are all talking to someone else.
Everyone but the people we are sitting down with.
Never miss an instant.
Never be distant.
Always connected.
Always know what is going on.
In case.
In case the 1980's come back into style.
Again for the third time.
Cause I believe that dinner has come and gone my friend.
That is why I am here...
I am here talking to you.
Through my cell phone, big hair, internet, Madonna's all dried up, time to get wet, time machine.
What day was it again?
Oh.....
So you only do exchanges on the hair crimper...
Do you have a straightener, I hear it is what all the girls are using nowadays?