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Three co-writers discussing the "rules" about songs not having any big words in songs for pitches on Music Row in Nashville--we decided to write something counter-intuitive to that mentality.
It's a love song to a woman with a preference for brains over brawn.
50 CENT WORDS
Angelo Melendez, Lucy LeBlanc and Sam Cooper ©2014
Better listen to Daddy,
About being a lady,
Not all guys embody the thinking man.
But I'm a guy who can't,
Just talk with his biceps,
I know I've got a better plan.
My execution of elocution will make you putty in my hands.
If I want to surprise you,
I'll be extemporaneous,
And if I get you to fall for me,
You'll be (hey) precipitous,
Don't care if my terminology's a little absurd.
I can be generous, magnanimous,
Spontaneous, part exhibitionist,
I'll get lascivious if you converse with, (hey)
50 cent words.
Will I find you in the library,
Will you have your face buried,
In some tattered copy of War and Peace?
If I could get you to notice,
Read me like a book,
I'll be your literary fantasy,
Instead of Hallmark, I'll use Webster's to sweep you off your feet.
I, I, I, I may not be an Einstein or a PhD,
I'm just tryin' to increase the probability, that,
enjoyable tune. good production balance. Just enjoyable.
good instrumentation as well.