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Why God Made Lipstick
If I cry
The whole day long,
They say that I 
Must be more strong.

If I'm hard
And I am strong,
They say that
That, is very wrong.

And if I birth
Till I am poor,
I must be stu---
pid, that's for sure. 

And making money,
Saving cash?
They say that I 
Am much too brash.

Then if I laugh,
When I am witty,
I am crude,
It is a pity.

And if I pout
And look quite sour,
I'm a stubborn,
Sullen, dour.

When confessing,
Stutter, halt...
Yes, you guessed,
It's all my fault.

If life throws me
An awful curve,
It is a pain
That I deserve.

So makeup on,
Yes, it goes.
Perfumed head 
To perfumed toes.

'Cause lipstick's red,
And red, rouge paint,
Will make ya what...
Ya think you ain't!

JMJ
Long-Skirts
 
 

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