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Posted: 11.12.2002
For my husband
We've been singing this back and forth to each other for days now, so I thought I'd share with the rest of the class.


Just because of the way I look
Just because of what I wear
Just because of how I act
And how I fix my hair
You think you can label me
But don't you dare

'Cause I am not a bimbo!

So I giggle when I talk
So I wiggle when I walk
I got extra body fat
You gonna call me bimbo just for that?

Just because my voice is high
And my attitude is light
It doesn't mean that I'm not serious
I read Newsweek twice last night

So why should I be
The brunt of your jokes
your mockery?

When I am not a bimbo!


I know how to work a Xerox machine, and it's really complicated. I know where the dipstick of my car is, you know when the engine is broken? I'm not stupid, I'm the opposite!

Okay, I read my horoscope. But I don't always believe in it. I may be pruciferous. I may be vacuous. But I am not a bimbo. It has a negative connotation, or something.


I am not a bimbo!

I am not a bimbo!

So I dot my i's with hearts
And I sleep with a teddy bear
It doesn't mean that I'm not smart
I know all about the ozone layer

You see, I am not a bimbo!




Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...



I used to watch SNL all the time until all the good people left, but I didn't remember this song. So I had to go look for it. What would we do with out the web?

¤ ¤ credit: Tom | 11.12.02 at 11:51 PM | link--this ¤ ¤




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