a little paint...

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

Oh, 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!