FULL CONTACT SUPPORT PART ONE
Forty Niner number ninety seven
Is a dude with a ‘tude
When he said “The Chiefs hold a lot”
I said: “That’s rude!
Well listen sport, now allow me to retort
Holding is a pleasure and a bare necessity
If holding is a crime then I’m an accessory
Not a five or 10-yard penalty”
I’m just a girl roping a whirlwind world
Who feels better when your arms are curled
In a great big hug.
You big handsome lug.
What we have between us
Is full contact support
Holding’s not a crime in Full Contact Support
I’m an old fashioned girl and I like to be courted
Emotionally, creatively but not financially supported.
I got my own money honey and I earned every dime
And the haters who say different can go suck on a lime.
Holding is a necessity and a need fulfilled.
The first time I disappeared in your arms, I was thrilled.
Don’t worry about crossing the line or being offside
Your arms smooth this wild ride.
They all say, “Oh my gawd! She’s so tall, y’all!”
But I like that you are taller.
And I like that you’re a baller.
You make me feel smaller.
And at the same time humongous.
We could light up Rio de Janeiro.
With the energy that’s among us.
Energy energy energy.
I eat it, live it, need it, give it.
Superman draws his from the sun’s rays.
I’m energized by our lazy days.
When all that exists is the moon and the sun and the sky.
Thinking and worrying about nothing but you and I.
Not the field or the dream or the game or the screams.
Embrace the silence
Embrace me.
When you run dudes over, I know what they’re feeling.
You went out for a pass, and left me reeling.
I tried to deflect, but caught feelings.
I’ve been through some bad times, and been through some worse times.
Wrote some songs, won statuettes.
There’s some good music exorcizing regrets into rhymes.
So many dates, a few good times.
NEED SOMETHING HERE TO BRIDGE “TIMES” AND “CATS”
I shrugged off the lonely: “I’ve got my cats.”
But then you swept me up in those big strong arms.
And let me know love is real.
And now in front of God and everyone.
I want to thank you for that.
FULL CONTACT SUPPORT PART TWO
This was meant to be a rap in the middle of the song, like Jay Zee in Crazy in Love or Kanye in American Boy, but now the whole thing is a rap I suppose.
A natural born hugger.
I am is what I am.
Affectionate physicality
That's my jam.
I hug them hot I hug them cold
My hugging is on for young and old
I hug them fickle and I hug them true
But the one I like best is you you you
I call you Sir Holdsalot and the reason why
Is I like big hugs and I cannot lie
You call me Madam Cuddle and the reasons are the same
I never want to break the huddle, because I want to delay the game.
I’ve hugged A-listers and baby sisters.
Mothers, brothers and so many others.
Celine and Selena, Brittany and Britney
Never got to meet Whitney.
Madonna? Yes! But I never kissed her!
Katherine and Katy, Miley and Wiz
On stage and behind the scenes
That’s show biz!
Even John Mayer.
Although I knew he was a player.
Hailee Steinfeld, but not Seinfeld.
Jerry gave Kesha the big snub
So I guess his elbows I’ll never rub
George Strait! That was great!
Toby Keith? Time is a thief.
I owe that man a lot. And I let him know.
In private and in song.
Eminem? Nope, never Slim Shady!
Miley, Michelle, yes I hugged the first lady!
One name or three, it don’t confront me.
Zendaya and Lorde, Serayah and Drake
Beyonce? Yay! And LL Cool Jay!
J is for the Justins: Bieber and Timberlake,
This girl don’t discriminate by race, creed or genre.
Come over here and I’ll put one on ya!
Gigi Hadid? Yes I did the deed!
All 12 of the Kardashians!
How many of them are there?
Katy Perry and Kanye West.
Enemies become friends when I enfold them to my breast
Ye’s not all bad, give it a rest!
We buried the hatchet, behind the scenes.
After generating streams of mean memes.
Olivia Munn pretended not to like it, but she was just playin’
Behind the scenes we’re pals, that’s what I’m sayin’
When I’m up there, shaking my hips.
I’m thinking to myself: “Who said it best?”
Gladys Knight and the Pips!
So good I feel, 'cause our love's for real
Havin' tons of fun since our love's begun
Huggin' and a-lovin', on and on
Gettin' with the kissin', on and on
Chills I feel whenever you're near
Stickin' like glue, I keep on lovin' you
Enjoy the Silence, by Depeche Mode
Is a lovely ode.
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
You and I we cross the country, span the globe, making stadiums roar.
One embrace from you and the silence is deafening.
I always want more more more.
Your hug is a drug and I need to score.
I get defensive when people say holding is offensive
You want to give me a horse collar?
I’ll buy that for a dollar!
You want to grab my hair or the hem of my shirt?
Go ahead and try, you big flirt.
That’s okay with me, even though it’s not fair.
Putting your arms around me
Should not be a penalty
It is my reward for working hard, spreading love and doing good deeds
Holding is what I want to fulfill my deepest needs
Holding is what I need to fulfill my wants
Ignore the haters who and their silly green taunts
PART THREE - NOT SET TO MUSIC YET
When I'm rushing madly leaping and twisting to meet my goals
A stressful life that takes its toll
I need some holding or I will snap
It’s your loving energy I need to tap
You’re a busy fella and I’m a busy gal
Life feels better when I’m with my pal
But sometimes we’re divided by the tyranny of distance
Bu bu bu Benny and the Jets can keep us together.
New Orleans to Sydney to Singapore
I want you by my side, you big handsome lug
Your hug is a drug and I need to score.
The tyranny of distance, keeps us too far apart.
I’m up all night rocking stadiums on the stage
And you’re rolling in the grass the very next day.
You’re in New Orleans, I’m in Singapore.
I’m in Osaka, you’re in Oakland.
But we’re like two magnets when we get close.
The attraction is strong, and so are your arms.
Just you and I holding on to the sweetest thing, the most important thing.
Makes you want to run citius, altus, fortis, makes me want to sing
Hours, weeks, months with my backfield in motion.
Singing and dancing. Hooking, twisting, jerking.
Workinf working working
Working working working
I'm overloaded with pent up emotion
Your holding is my lotion, my magic potion.
Do you second that notion?
You’re beautiful when you’re in motion.
Bumping and running, evading, scoring.
Causing a big commission.
Leaping, twisting and all that jive.
Makes me feel gald I am alive
A ten minute embrace
Helps to erase
The stress from my brain
The lines on my face
Put the smile on my face.
Because football players gonNA play play play
And the singers gonna sing sing and dance
What’s a romantic life if you don’t have romance.
So I’ll come see you in Green Bay if you find me in France.
Every day you play play and everyday I dance and sing
Lighting up stadiums full of strangers is what we do
And then I want to be with you embracing the silence and embracing you
I love it when you hold in my end zone
Just not in public view
That’s a safety in your game
But it also is in mine
Safety suffers in the flame of fame
Your holding is security, safety, strong
Honi soit qui mal y pense
Shame on whoever thinks holding is wrong
You’re beautiful when you’re in motion.
Running guys over, causing a commotion, elation, devotion.
I feel beautiful, rocking the stadium, causing commotion.
You run off the field and I run off the stage.
We meet in the middle, and we’re on the same page.
The media will accuse and spin rumors and rage
And I shake shake shake it off, until you put your arms around me
And I stop shaking.
We let the world know.
This girl is taken.