Homage to Pop

Sometimes I just love very danceable pop music, and not just for the fun of the beat. The lyrics fit an imaginary soundtrack for when I'm walking around in my fantasy land, a land far more glamorous than my real life land, which consists of helping people search databases, mediating trifling dramas at recess and/or triple bagging jugs of Carlo Rossi for the elderly.

Lovely Lyrics from now, 10 years ago and almost 20 years ago...

Lyric Poem #1

Want your bad romance
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your head
I want you leather studed kiss in the scene
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Bad romance

I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho
Your vertical stick
Want you in my rear window
baby your sick
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Bad romance

Walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
move that bitch c-crazy
walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
move that bitch crazy
walk-walk fashion baby
Work it
I'm a free bitch baby

I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends

J'veux ton amour
et j'veux ton revenge
J'veux ton amour
I don’t wanna be friends

Caught in a bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance


Lyric Poem #2

Better move
Cause we've arrived
Lookin' sexy
Lookin' fly
Baddest chick
Chick inside
Dj
Jam tonight
Spotted me
A tender thang
There you are
Come on baby
Don't you wanna
Dance with me
Can you handle
Handle me

You gotta do much better
If you're gonna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you're gonna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seatbelt, it's time for takeoff

Baby can you handle this
Baby can you handle this
Baby can you handle this
I don't think you can handle this

I'm about to break you off
H-town goin hard
Read my hips
Slap my thighs
Swing my hair
Squint my eyes
Lookin' hot
Smellin' good
Groovin' like
I'm from the hood
Over my shoulder
I blow you a kiss
Can you handle
Handle this

Move your body up and down (whoo)
Make your booty touch the ground (whoo)
I can't help but wonder why
My vibe's too vibealacious for you babe

I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip with my hips you slip into a trance
I'm hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let's cut a rug while we scat some jazz

I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
'cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe

I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
'cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe


Lyrics Poem #3

Come on girls
Do you believe in love?
'Cause I got something to say about it
And it goes something like this

Don't go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, you've got to
Make him express how he feels
And maybe then you'll know your love is real

You don't need diamond rings
Or eighteen karat gold
Fancy cars that go very fast
You know they never last, no, no
What you need is a big strong hand
To lift you to your higher ground
Make you feel like a queen on a throne
Make him love you till you can't come down
[You'll never come down]

Long stem roses are the way to your heart
But he needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when you're not in bed
You deserve the best in life
So if the time isn't right then move on
Second best is never enough
You'll do much better baby on your own
[Baby on your own]

And when you're gone he might regret it
Think about the love he once had
Try to carry on, but he just won't get it
He'll be back on his knees

To express himself
[You've got to make him]
Express himself
Hey hey

So please

Express yourself
[You've got to make him]
Express himself
Hey, hey, hey, hey
So if you want it right now, make him show you how
Express what he's got, oh baby ready or not
Express yourself
[You've got to make him]
So you can respect yourself
Hey, hey
So if you want it right now, then make him show you how
Express what he's got, oh baby ready or not


Thanks to Lady Gaga, Beyonce and all the members of Destiny's Child and Madonna for the fantasy soundtrack.

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