2/07/2011

Cause we are living in a material world



Marie Antoinette, "I Want Candy"

I know a guy who's tough but sweet
He's so fine, he can't be beat
He's got everything that I desire
Sets the summer sun on fire

I want candy, I want candy

Go to see him when the sun goes down
Ain't no finer boy in town
You're my guy, just what the doctor ordered
So sweet, you make my mouth water

I want candy, I want candy

Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like candy when it's wrapped in a sweater
Some day soon I'll make you mine,
Then I'll have candy all the time

I want candy, I want candy
I want candy, I want candy



Marilyn Monroe, "Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend"

The French were bred to die for love
They delight in fighting duels
But I prefer a man who lives
And gives expensive jewels
A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl's best friend
A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat, or help you at the automat
Men grow cold as girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end
But square cut or pear shaped
These rocks don't lose their shape
Diamonds are a girl's best friend

Tiffany's, Cartier
Talk to me, Harry, Winston, tell me all about it
There may come a time when a lass needs a lawyer
But diamonds are a girl's best friend

There may come a time when a hard boiled employer
Thinks your awful nice
But get that ice or else no dice
He's your guy when stocks are high
But beware when the start to descend
It's then that those louses go back to their spouses
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
I've heard of affairs that are strictly platonic
But diamonds are a girl's best friend
And I think affairs that you must keep liaisonic
Are better bets if little pets get big baggettes
Time rolls on and youth is gone
And you can't straighten up when you bend
But stiff back or stiff knees
You stand straight at Tiffany's

Diamonds
Diamonds
I don't mean rhinestones
But Diamonds
Are A Girl's Best Friend



Madonna, "Material Girl"

Some boys kiss me,
Some boys hug me,
I think they're ok
If they don't give me copper pennies
I just walk away

Some boys beg and some boys plead
But they don't see the light
Only the boy with the
Cold harsh cash
Is always Mr. Right

We are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Some boys moan and some boys groan
And that's alright with me
If they can't raise my interest,
Then I have to let them be.
Some boys cry and some boys die
But I don't let them play
Only boys that save their pennies
Make my rainy day!

We are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Boys may come
And boys may go
And that's alright you see
Experience had made me rich
And they're after me!

We're living in a material world
And I am a material girl