Song of the Day, Part Two: Beyonce, Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)

I love this song, and the video, so here is a very happy Day Two song. The backstory is that I was challenged by my friend Diane at Ladies Who Lunch blog, for this Song A Day Challenge, I’m supposed to post the lyrics of a favorite song for five days in a row, and explain what the song lyrics mean to me.

The meaning of the lyrics. I can ace that: Don’t mess around too much, or take us for granted, guys. We have options, too. Treat us right. If you don’t you’ll be alone. Wuh oh oh.

I like the inversion. And I love Beyoncé.

As for the music, and even the video, to me, it’s pop genius. One hundred percent fun. If you press “play” up there and don’t immediately start dancing, or at least tapping your feet or shimmying your shoulders, you better have someone call an ambulance, because you may be dead.

So here it is:

All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up

Up in the club, we just broke up
I’m doing my own little thing
You decided to dip but now you wanna trip
Cause another brother noticed me
I’m up on him, he up on me
don’t pay him any attention
Cause I cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can’t be mad at me

[Chorus:]
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you should’ve put a ring on it
Don’t be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you should’ve put a ring on it

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[Chorus]

I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Hold me tighter than my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I could care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Don’t pay him any attention
Cause you had your turn
And now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me

[Chorus]

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Don’t treat me to these things of the world
I’m not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Is a man that makes me then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny, to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
Say I’m the one you want
If you don’t, you’ll be alone
And like a ghost I’ll be gone

All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies (All the single ladies)
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up

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