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"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."
--Aristotle
Get Down Dirty
1990
Im so tired of looking baby, looking for a love that’s true
I’ve been searching the world now, trying to find you
But all the walking the floor baby, is just wearing out my shoes
I’ve been lying awake at night, trying to shake these blues
I’ve been climbing the walls dreaming about the day when I have you
When I get you in my arms, tell you what Im gonna do
Gonna wrap you up in my love, gonna seal it with a kiss
Gonna make you wonder how the hell you ever could have missed, my love
Give me some kind of clue
Cause when I find you baby, we’re gonna get down dirty on my blues
I don’t want no promises, don’t want nothing you cant keep
I don’t want no fancy dates, you know they just put me to sleep
I want something I can feel, I want a love that’s real and deep
I don’t want no stuck-up airs who only play with priceless toys
Don’t want no millionaire, I want an all American boy
Just give me down home southern lovin for that maximum joy
I don’t want no fancy car
I don’t want no diamond ring
Just burn you bank account
Don’t show up in no limousine
If there is one thing I can choose
Boy get down dirty on my blues
Just a lonely girl in New Orleans writing a cheesy blues song about her loneliness.
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