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I also have two kids: 13 years old and 3 year old. My oldest is Autistic and my youngest is developmentally delayed, autistic, and a few other things. I also enjoy writing about the ups and downs of parenting two differently-abled children.

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Thursday, June 20, 2013

Prince Little Red Corvette

I love me some Prince. I know some of his songs. One song, which stood out, once I went celibate was Little Red Corvette. I never really listened to the words until a few months ago. It was on the MP3 player. I think this song is about a woman, who likes to have sex a lot. A sex addict, a nympho, a promiscuous woman. Maybe she has a lot of one-night stands. She loves sex. She was me. I went through men, like she went through men. Of Course, Prince is deciding whether or not to have sex with this woman. He definitely did not consider her dating or relationship material. He did not consider commitment. Prince still went to her house anyway. Don't know if he indulged or not, but he definitely sent mixed signals.

How many times have you liked a man or woman, who knows of your sexual past or present, but does not consider something serious with you? You are un-dateable and not relationship material. You are the one to screw, but not the one to bring home to mama,  (unless Mama sleep and he is sneaking you in the basement for a quickie). How many times have someone said they liked you, but don't want to date you? Maybe they like to tease you, but don't expect anything serious.

Interesting story: I knew a youngin, who was also a virgin. At least, he claimed to be a virgin.  He wore a promise ring. His parents were pastor and first lady. I forgot his name, but every time we hung out, he was trying to grab various body parts and kiss. This got old real fast because he was not going to ever do anything, but he wanted to touch and tease. One day, I got him back. Went to the park, held him down, and started grabbing various body parts. He didn't like it but he knew how it felt when he did it to me. Told him, if he ever touches me again, I will record it and send it to his parents. Was joking but I was tired of dealing with his teases. Then, I deleted his number on the way back home.

Or, they may know about your past, and want some of that for themselves, even if they know you are celibate, abstinent, or not getting any.

Well, Stacie, I know you used to do this, that, and the other, a few years ago. and, uhhhh I want you to try that with me. I can come over right now. We can make plans for the weekend. I don't know what you are waiting for. Sex is something fun and should be enjoyed.

There is nothing wrong with sending me a naked picture or video. You should celebrate your beauty. I just want a pic, nothing more. 

I need a pic of you for my private collection. No one else will see it but me. 

I know you used to engage in a few sex activities, but I feel it's time to give up celibacy and come do me. 


Well Anyway, I rambled long enough. Thank you Dee and Deb for helping me find the video, so I don't have to make my own version. :-)

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/prince/little+red+corvette_20110978.html

I guess I shoulda known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last

See you're the kinda person
That believes in makin' out once
Love 'em and leave 'em fast

I guess I must be dumb
Cause you had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used

But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say what have I got to lose?
And honey I say

Little red corvette
Baby you're much to fast
Little red corvette
You need a love that's gonna last

I guess I shoulda closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free

Cause I felt a little I'll
When I saw all the pictures
Of the jockeys that were there before me

Believe it or not
I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class

But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "Baby, have you got enough gas?"
Oh yeah

Little red corvette
Baby you're much to fast, yes you are
Little red corvette
You need to find a love that's gonna last

A body like yours (a body like yours)
Oughta be in jail (oughta be in jail)
Cause it's on the verge of bein obscene
(Cause it's on the verge of bein obscene)

Move over baby (move over baby)
Gimme the keys (gimme the keys)
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine
(I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine)

Little red corvette
Baby you're much to fast
Little red corvette
You need to find a love that's gonna last

Little red corvette
Honey you got to slow down (got to slow down)
Little red corvette
Cause if you don't you gonna run your
Little red corvette right in the ground

(Little red corvette)
Right down to the ground (honey you got to slow down)
You, you, you got to slow down (little red corvette)
You're movin much to fast (to fast)
You need to find a love that's gonna last

Girl, you got an ass like I never seen
And the ride...
I say the ride is so smooth
You must be a limousine

Baby you're much 2 fast
Little red corvette
U need a love, u need a love that's
That's gonna last
(Little red corvette)
U got 2 slow down (u got 2 slow down)
Little red corvette

Cuz if u don't, cuz if u don't,
U gonna run your body right into the ground (right into the ground)
Right into the ground (right into the ground)
Right into the ground (right into the ground)

Little red corvette

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