It’s Time To Dance
Well, she’s not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
‘Cause that’s just ridiculous…ly odd
Well she sure is gonna get it
Here’s the setting:
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes…
Have some composure!
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no!
You’re pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong
Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me a-attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Give Me, give me a break!
When I say “Shotgun” you say “Wedding”
“Shotgun” , “Wedding”
“Shotgun” , “Wedding”
Well, she didn’t choose this role
But she’ll play it and make it sincere so
You cry, you cry
(Give me a break!)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams
(Give me a break!)
Have some composure!
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no!
You’re pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong
Come on, this is screaming “Photo op.” op..
Come on, come on
This is screaming, This is screaming,
This is screaming, “Photo op.”
Boys will be boys, baby.
Boys will be boys.
Boys will be boys, baby.
boys will be boys.
Wooh, still tired. Took my daughters to a late movie last night so that didn’t help. “City of Ember”. Not bad. Your typical intelligent novel turned Hollywood Action Flick. But it did have redeeming factors. Held true to a certain degree. Only I got a total of 3 hours sleep last night. A guy at my gym found me on here last week. I finally had to ask. Every time I’ve seen him he’s been wearing a larger, more emblazened Bodybuilding.com t-shirt. Figured this guy is either my stalker or buys alot of supplements. Turns out he buys alot of supplements. “So…do you have an account? I asked. A user name?” “No, he answered. “How about you?” “Not going to go there”, I responded. So he did indeed find me. “Nice pics,” he said. “But I can’t believe some of the comments people leave you.” “Oh…well…I pretty much ask for it,” I responded honestly. And I do. I don’t expect most people to understand why I do what I do. Though I would go so far as to say walk 9 years in my obese shoes before you choose to judge me. It’s downright delicious to me hearing you boys say the things that you do. Like a fantasy. Like a dream come true. Oh so I have decided to come up with a bodybuilding invention. How about lampshade hats all around? Displaying our hard built muscle in all their well shadowed, over-head lighted magnificence 24/7? Honestly can’t believe I have built and maintained the degree that I have with my lack of attention to diet in the past few months. Any muscle you see has pretty much been built on can after can of cashews. Though today I went all out and bought the almonds. Did have 2 Salmon Patties for supper. That’s the best I’ve done for a very long time. Oh yes. I had a big steak omelette for supper last night. I’ve taken to calling it the Arnold Omelette. Today’s workout was biceps. I am seriously cutting back for one week only. No double workouts this week. My hour and a half workout today was 15 minutes stretching, only 15 minutes cardio (does this really count as cardio, lol), 16 sets total. I like jerk curls the very best. (Did I make this up?) Just pull and jerk, pull and jerk, till your arms fall off.
