Free download
Ophelia Brown is a poet who likes to marry music with words. She writes mostly free verse.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
#56,253 today
Peak #737
#2,122 in subgenre
Peak #29
Author
Sarah Heidelberg
Rights
Publish America, 2010
Uploaded
June 04, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.9 MB • 128 kbps • 2:07
Lyrics
My coochie does strange things,
Unexplainable and uncouth
Jumping, beating, pulsing.
I am not afraid of my lower half.
I embrace it as I do my youth.
My coochie says strange things
Like, a€œLook, but dona€™t touch.a€
Mena€™s minds cannot fathom my coochie
They try to imagine running in it,
But getting there is not as EASY
As they think.
I own my coochie and my coochie
Is not his, his, his, his, his, and his and
so on and so ona€¦
Although some tend to think so.
My coochie is Goda€™s (coochie).
My coochie is mine.
My coochie is not yours.
And my coochie is not for free.
There will be no thieves in this temple
Roving about in search of a second coming.
There will be no politicians waving banners
Marking that theya€™ve won this county and
Moved on to the next.
The election booth is closed, there will be
No open polls.
My coochie will not be borrowed and then
Shoved in your closet.
My coochie will not be shared with Jane Doe
In some sick male fantasy of his, his, his, his,
his and his and so on and so ona€¦
I will not be your target practice
For when a€œInsert Herea€ signifies
A mana€™s black ass.
I will not be hanging from my coochie
With the letters H-I-V around my neck.
I will not be hanging from my coochie
With a scarlet letter A on my chest
Like some unrepentant fruit who was picked
By a nasty, conceited, cheating n***
With no good intentions for the use
Of this kitchen.
Yes, I do like to cook with my coochie.
I mix one cup of nutmeg with
Two parts sugar and spice, honesty,
Trust and loving for lifea€¦
Add water and simmer to a boil.
Because my coochie is too sweet to be
Soured by a man.
I need more than a man.
I want a God of Love.
I am unexplainable and uncouth,
Jumping, beating, and pulsing.
I am not afraid of my lower half,
I embrace it as I do my youth.
Mena€™s minds cannot fathom my coochie.
They try to imagine running in it,
But getting there is not as EASY
As they think.
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.
