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Put on your red dress, baby — 13 Comments

  1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFbpsYop6vM

    You forgot…. “Lady in Red” … you shouldn’t have:

    “Lady in red is dancing with me…cheek to cheek
    There’s nobody here
    It’s just you and me
    It’s where I wanna be
    And I hardly know
    This beauty by my side
    I’ll never forget the way you look tonight

    I never will forget
    The way you look tonight
    Lady in red…
    Lady in red…
    Lady in red…
    Lady in red… “

  2. I was so glad to read this and come to understand that I’m not the only one troubled by the, “pouffy” part. Where it should and should not start.
    For me it goes a step further; never even knew how to spell the word prior to this. My therapist suggests that I might consider using it regularly in my posts.
    So, this is where I go, {{{ POUFF }}}

  3. Miss Lucy had a baby.
    His name was Tiny Tim.
    She put him in the bathtub
    To see if he could swim.
    He drank up all the water.
    He ate up all the soap.
    He tried to eat the bathtub,
    But it wouldn’t go down his throat.
    Miss Lucy called the doctor.
    Miss Lucy called the nurse.
    Miss Lucy called the lady
    With the alligator purse.
    “Mumps,’ said the doctor.
    “Measles,’ said the nurse.
    “Hiccups,’ said the lady
    With the alligator purse.
    Out went the doctor.
    Out went the nurse.
    Out went the lady
    With the alligator purse.

  4. Perhaps if she bought it in a size that fits? She is overflowing in back. That should have been a sheath all the way.

  5. scottthebadger:

    Oh, they definitely have high-heeled sneakers now.

    They have just about everything now.

  6. I knew there was a Bob Dylan song that addressed these points. I Shall Be Free #10, from the “Another Side of Bob Dylan” album in 1964:

    I sat with my high-heeled sneakers on
    Waiting to play tennis in the noonday sun
    I had my white shorts rolled up past my waist
    And my wig-hat was falling in my face
    But they wouldn’t let me on the tennis court

  7. I always took “high-heeled sneakers” as a joke about dressing up when you didn’t really have much to dress up in. And Dylan’s verse as referring to the earlier song.

  8. The back…… Yuck…… The back of the dress is also causing a minor case of “back boobs”.

  9. Cheech & Chong… Dr. Demento, circa 1974:

    My momma talkin’ to me tryin’ to tell me how to live
    But I don’t listen to her ’cause my head is like a sieve
    My daddy, he disowned me ’cause I wear my sister’s clothes
    He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose

    My basketball coach, he done kicked me off the team
    For wearin’ high-heel sneakers and actin’ like a queen

    The world’s comin’ to an end, I don’t even care
    As long as I can have a limo and my orange hair
    And it don’t bother me if people think I’m “funny”
    ‘Cause I’m a big rock star and I’m makin’ lots of money
    Money, money, money, money, money, money
    Ahhh! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…

    I’m so bloody rich! Ha ha ha ha
    I own apartment buildings and shopping centers! Ha ha ha ha
    And I only know three chords! Ha ha ha ha

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