Post by Julie on Jun 15, 2005 0:07:12 GMT -5
HOOCHIE WOMAN Hoochie
Woman Hoochie Woman Hoochie
Woman Hoochie Woman I wasn't
thinking My head was in the book His
hands were on her everywhere I saw his face
I dropped my coffee He's cheating on me with a
Hoochie Woman Ooo hoo hoo you can Keep your
Hoochie Ooo hoo hoo you can Keep the house Ooo hoo
hoo and the bank accounts 'cause boys I bring home the
Bacon I said boys I bring home the Bacon now I went to
work and the office girls were all burning their poetry
It wasn't good but in the Neighborhood now
they're all just Hoochie woman He called me
up and said "she has needs" I said "you'll find
'em on Barney's fourth floor" He said
"I need a loan" (I said) "that's not
a problem you better keep this
from your Hoochie Woman"
I think the song is self-explainatory...lol
Here's Tori's description of it:
"This is very simple in the world of chicks: some are hoochies, some are not, and some should never try to be. It's no different from the idea of sports. Now, I can go on my little rowing machine for four times a week, twenty-two minutes a time, and I can feel as if I flirt with the sporting world. Similar to the idea that a woman can put on something cuter for her man, for those moments, and flirt with garments that a hoochie woman might be pushing. But never for one moment should you get confused. My little rowing machine and I cannot consider ourselves athletes. Wearing the same garment does not a hoochie woman make. So if you are a true hoochie woman, may garments below the navel always be in your future. If you are not, then please don't throw away your cotton zippy jacket." [Tori Amos: Piece by Piece]
Woman Hoochie Woman Hoochie
Woman Hoochie Woman I wasn't
thinking My head was in the book His
hands were on her everywhere I saw his face
I dropped my coffee He's cheating on me with a
Hoochie Woman Ooo hoo hoo you can Keep your
Hoochie Ooo hoo hoo you can Keep the house Ooo hoo
hoo and the bank accounts 'cause boys I bring home the
Bacon I said boys I bring home the Bacon now I went to
work and the office girls were all burning their poetry
It wasn't good but in the Neighborhood now
they're all just Hoochie woman He called me
up and said "she has needs" I said "you'll find
'em on Barney's fourth floor" He said
"I need a loan" (I said) "that's not
a problem you better keep this
from your Hoochie Woman"
I think the song is self-explainatory...lol
Here's Tori's description of it:
"This is very simple in the world of chicks: some are hoochies, some are not, and some should never try to be. It's no different from the idea of sports. Now, I can go on my little rowing machine for four times a week, twenty-two minutes a time, and I can feel as if I flirt with the sporting world. Similar to the idea that a woman can put on something cuter for her man, for those moments, and flirt with garments that a hoochie woman might be pushing. But never for one moment should you get confused. My little rowing machine and I cannot consider ourselves athletes. Wearing the same garment does not a hoochie woman make. So if you are a true hoochie woman, may garments below the navel always be in your future. If you are not, then please don't throw away your cotton zippy jacket." [Tori Amos: Piece by Piece]
