I saw a myth destroyed
Actually, I saw it demolished
Stomped on, crushed
and totally abolished
We've all heard that
you look slimmer in black
Nope...big, fat lie
One myth is taken back
I went to a funeral
And the myth died
and joined the corpse
where it lied
Short, dumpy women
looking like dried out asphalt,
with matching wedge heels
crying and wandering about
hair colour from bottles
dressed as lumps of coal
the black dress, it hid nothing
like that 13th stomach roll
little round faced women
crying little round faced tears
in hockey puck like dresses
they all went and bought at Sears
there were blondes and
there were red heads
flaming briquettes...all there
to bury a myth with the dead
some, and by some...I mean few
dressed in black...looked nice
but the myth that black is slimming
you can put that one on ice
Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 7:12 PM UTC
I saw a myth destroyed
Actually, I saw it demolished
Stomped on, crushed
and totally abolished
We've all heard that
you look slimmer in black
Nope...big, fat lie
One myth is taken back
I went to a funeral
And the myth died
and joined the corpse
where it lied
Short, dumpy women
looking like dried out asphalt,
with matching wedge heels
crying and wandering about
hair colour from bottles
dressed as lumps of coal
the black dress, it hid nothing
like that 13th stomach roll
little round faced women
crying little round faced tears
in hockey puck like dresses
they all went and bought at Sears
there were blondes and
there were red heads
flaming briquettes...all there
to bury a myth with the dead
some, and by some...I mean few
dressed in black...looked nice
but the myth that black is slimming
you can put that one on ice
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