Back in the day, Shirley Brown sang a song called Woman To Woman. You may be familiar with this.Or if you are like me, you didn't know this song until Jewell did a remake of it on the Murda was the Case soundtrack... Anywho, the other day me and brandon were in the car and it came on. We listened to the intro and I had to make a blog about it. The song is basically about Shirley and her man. She finds out that he is cheating on her and calls up the other woman. She tells her woman to woman: leave my man alone. Years ago, women heard this song and cheered as their heroine Shirley let this woman have it. However, in 2010, I think the song has a different message:
here's the intro:
Hello, may I speak to Barbara
Barbara, this is Shirley
You might not know who I am
But the reason I am calling you is because
I was going through my
Old man`s pockets this morning
And I just happened to find your name and number
So woman to woman
I don`t think it`s being anymore than fair
To call you and let you know
Where I`m coming from
Now Barbara
I don`t know how you`re gonna take this
But whether you be cool
Or come out of a bag on me
You see it doesn`t really make any difference
But it`s only fair that I let you know that
The man you`re in love with
He's mine
From the top of his head
To the bottom of his feet
The bed he sleeps in
And every piece of food he eats
You see, I make it possible
The clothes on his back
Ha ha, I buy them
The car he drives
I pay the note every month
So I`m telling you these things
To let you know how much I love that man
And woman to woman
I think you`ll understand
How much I`ll do to keep him
Now, 20 years ago, Barbara was hurt by this phone call and probably never called ol boy again. however, in 2009, I think the convo would have went like this:
But the reason I am calling you is because
I was going through my
Old man`s pockets this morning
And I just happened to find your name and number
bitch, why are you playing on my phone?
Now Barbara
I don`t know how you`re gonna take this
But whether you be cool
Or come out of a bag on me
You see it doesn`t really make any difference
look here lady, i'm gonna have to ask you to stop playing on my phone. we are too grown for this dumb shit. why are you calling me? where is his dumb ass at? you know the name of the game. Your man chose me. Now we can handle this like ladies or get into some gangsta shit
But it`s only fair that I let you know that
The man you`re in love with
He's mine
bitch, is this a mokenstef song?
You see, I make it possible
The clothes on his back
Ha ha, I buy them
The car he drives
I pay the note every month
wait, wait, wait. bitch, you buying his clothes and paying the car note on the Jag? bitch you dumb as hell. He takes me to work in that car everyday. Hell, I drove that mug down to Cape last weekend. You stupid. just dumb. do me a favor. Hang up this phone right now. write a note, kill yourself and invite me to the funeral so i can stand up and tell everyone how dumb you are.
and then there would be a dialtone. There would have never been a song made. Maybe i'm wrong or maybe the mixture of blood pressure medication and Claritin has gotten to me...idk...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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