Modern Poetry Edition #27, (Haulin' Oats)


So Sorry for the delay -- last week it looked like some of the gentlemen in
the MP Academy were well on the way to cultivation of a John-Oates-style
mustache.  Hence the delay while the MP accounting firm waited to see if any
votes would be trebled.  As it was, none were and so the narrow victory
belongs to Sara Smile, a logical choice.

Margin of victory was merely the quality of comments submitted with the
votes.  'I Can't Go for That' votes came with comments crude and unusual,
votes for 'Rich Girl' came with bland, mild comments and so 'Sara Smile'
takes the prize based on thoughtful, emotional interpretation of prose by
the voters.  Now wouldn't it be great if presidential elections took such
care to consider the written comments of the populace?

MP Senior staff feel that 'Maneater' going voteless is right and proper, but
'One on One' going voteless casts aspersions on any supposed collective
intelligence that resides in the electorate.  Fear not MP voter!  Though I
see that the detractors have a point, I will defend mightily our system and the
way it is administered.  So note that coherent witty statements can augment the
value of your vote and be sure to read them poems -- those of you who voted
for 'Rich Girl' should read these all again.

Thanks.  Next week's edition has not been set yet:  it'll be beautiful love
poems, classic southern mullet-headed poets, or really corny poems like
Dolly's 'Coat of Many Colors' and Manilow's 'Mandy'.

Modern Poetry #27 {Haulin' Oats}
[3/31/05]
I Canít Go For That (No Can Do) by Hall & Oates
Rich Girl by Hall & Oates
**Sara Smile by Hall & Oates
One On One by Hall & Oates
Maneater by Hall & Oates

**Winner of MPulitzer

Flashback to the soul senders from the 80's.  This stuff is better than you
probably think.  Tall white guy with soulful stylings plus little
porn-stache guy with a guitar who can go "doo doo doo' equals music
powerhouse.  And one with lyrical content that is popular and timeless.

Don't be tempted to just go for your favorite *song*.  You know by now 'tis
about the poems.

Vote please.  Irish votes back to single value, but anyone who grows an
Oates-style mustache gets triple value.


I Canít Go For That (No Can Do)
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Easy ready willing overtime
When does it stop, where do you dare me to draw the line
You got the body now you want my soul
Donít even think about it say no go
Now Iíll do anything you want me to
Iíll do almost anything that you want me to
But I canít go for that
No can do

I canít go for being twice as nice
I canít go for just repeating the some old lines
Use the body now you want my soul
Oo forget about it say no go
Yeah Iíll do anything you want me to
Iíll do almost anything that you want me to
But I canít go for that
No can do.

Rich Girl
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Youíre a rich girl, and youíve gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway
You can rely on the old manís money
You can rely on the old manís money
I tís a bitch girl but itís gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway
Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Get you too far

And donít you know, donít you know
That itís wrong to take what is given you
So far gone, on your own
You can get along if you try to be strong
But youíll never be strong
ícause

Youíre a rich girl, and youíve gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway
You can rely on the old manís money
You can rely on the old manís money
Itís a bitch girl and itís gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway
Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Get you too far

High and dry, out of the rain
Itís so easy to hurt others when you canít feel pain
And donít you know that a love canít grow
ícause thereís too much to give, ícause youíd rather live
For the thrill of it all, oh

Youíre a rich girl, and youíve gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway
You can rely on the old manís money
You can rely on the old manís money
Itís a bitch girl and itís gone too far
ícause you know it donít matter anyway

Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Get you too far

And you say
You can rely on the old manís money
You can rely on the old manís money
Youíre a rich girl, a rich girl
Oh, youíre a rich rich girl yeah
Say money but it wonít get you too far,
Oh, get ya too far

Sara Smile
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Baby hair with a womanís eyes
I can feel you watching in the night
All alone with me and weíre waiting for the sunlight
When I feel cold you warm me
When I feel I canít go on you come and hold me
Itís you... and me forever

Sara smile
Wonít you smile a while for me

If you feel like leaving you know you can go
But why donít you stay until tomorrow?
And if you want to be free, all you have to do is say so
When you feel cold, Iíll warm you
And when you feel you canít go on, Iíll come and hold you
Itís you... and me forever

Sara smile
Wonít you smile a while for me

One On One
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Iím tired of playing on the team
It seems I donít get time out anymore
What a change if we set the pace face to face
No one even trying to score
Oh oh I can feel the magic of your touch
And when you move in close a little bit means so much
Ooh yeah, youíve got to understand baby
Time out is what Iím here for

One on one I wanna play that game tonight
One on one I know I wanna play that
One on one I wanna play that game tonight
One on one so slow

You canít tell me you donít miss me girl
I think I might know you too well
Wonder what youíd say if you knew that I was coming tonight
Want to? i want you canít you tell

One on one I wanna play that game tonight
One on one I know I wanna play that
One on one I wanna play that game tonight
One on one so slow
Thatís all you need to know now

ícause if itís really right thereís nothing else
One on one I want to play that game tonight...

Maneater
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Sheíll only come out at night
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new, Iíve seen her here before
Watching and waiting
Sheís sitting with you but her eyes are on the door
So many have paid to see
What you think youíre getting for free
The woman is wild, a she-cat tamed by the purr of a jaguar
Moneyís the matter
If youíre in it for love you ainít gonna get too far

Oh here she comes
Watch out boy sheíll chew you up
Oh here she comes
Sheís a maneater
Oh here she comes
Watch out boy sheíll chew you up
Oh here she comes
Sheís a maneater

I wouldnít if I were you
I know what she can do
Sheís deadly man, and she could really rip your world apart
Mind over matter
The beauty is there but a beast is in the heart

Oh here she comes
Watch out boy sheíll chew you up
Oh here she comes
Sheís a maneater