Searching for "pocketbook" reveals its use across various genres, appearing in lyrics of 20 tracks.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
pocketbook
Singer: hudson, jennifer
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don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
say it again? oh
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don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
say it again? oh
Singer: jennifer hudson
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don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
say it again? oh
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don't make me hit you with my pocketbook
say it again? oh
Singer: fargo, donna
society's got us by the you-know-what we've been livin' way too high
we got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook and it's all we can do to get by
i keep sayin' i'll never bring it up again but i just can't keep still
society's got us by the you-know-what we've been livin' way too high
we got champagne taste and a beer pocketbook and it's all we can do to get by
i keep sayin' i'll never bring it up again but i just can't keep still
Singer: zappa, frank
i get so hard now i could die
open up your pocketbook
get another quarter out
i get so hard now i could die
open up your pocketbook
get another quarter out
Singer: haggard, merle
i'm on my way from frisco
i'm going back to dixie land. though my pocketbook is empty
and my heart is full of pain
i'm on my way from frisco
i'm going back to dixie land. though my pocketbook is empty
and my heart is full of pain
Singer: faint, the
eyewear
pocketbook
wristwatch
eyewear
pocketbook
wristwatch
Singer: sting
i'm a thousand mile from anywhere
and my pocketbook in my heart
both just got stolen
i'm a thousand mile from anywhere
and my pocketbook in my heart
both just got stolen
Singer: weepies, the
while someone else
is fingering your wallet in my pocketbook
it's a mean town but i don't care
while someone else
is fingering your wallet in my pocketbook
it's a mean town but i don't care
Singer: johnny cash
i'm on my way from frisco headin' back to dixie land
my pocketbook is empty my heart is willed with pain
i'm a thousand miles away from home just waitin' for a train
i'm on my way from frisco headin' back to dixie land
my pocketbook is empty my heart is willed with pain
i'm a thousand miles away from home just waitin' for a train
Singer: john denver
the moon and stars up above. nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand. i'm on my way from 'frisco
going back to dixieland. my pocketbook is empty
my heart is full of pain. i'm a thousand miles away from home
the moon and stars up above. nobody seems to want me nor to lend me a helping hand. i'm on my way from 'frisco
going back to dixieland. my pocketbook is empty
my heart is full of pain. i'm a thousand miles away from home
Singer: jay-z
try to dress fly. every baller that can afford it he cop the best ride. for the power of the p-u-s-s-y. i-i know this girl we call her sweet cooch brown. hands down mami had the bombest pussy in town. one dip in the girl pool
thatz all it took. one sample of the snappa and ya ass was whooped. have you buyin gucci sandals matchin pocketbooks. blowin up her beeper
ringin her phone off the hook. ball playaz they spent money
try to dress fly. every baller that can afford it he cop the best ride. for the power of the p-u-s-s-y. i-i know this girl we call her sweet cooch brown. hands down mami had the bombest pussy in town. one dip in the girl pool
thatz all it took. one sample of the snappa and ya ass was whooped. have you buyin gucci sandals matchin pocketbooks. blowin up her beeper
ringin her phone off the hook. ball playaz they spent money
Singer: r kelly
try to dress fly. every baller that can afford it he cop the best ride. for the power of the p-u-s-s-y. i-i know this girl we call her sweet cooch brown. hands down mami had the bombest pussy in town. one dip in the girl pool
thatz all it took. one sample of the snappa and ya ass was whooped. have you buyin gucci sandals matchin pocketbooks. blowin up her beeper
ringin her phone off the hook. ball playaz they spent money
try to dress fly. every baller that can afford it he cop the best ride. for the power of the p-u-s-s-y. i-i know this girl we call her sweet cooch brown. hands down mami had the bombest pussy in town. one dip in the girl pool
thatz all it took. one sample of the snappa and ya ass was whooped. have you buyin gucci sandals matchin pocketbooks. blowin up her beeper
ringin her phone off the hook. ball playaz they spent money
Singer: dead weather, the
the earth quakes no matter what
coins shake in your pocketbook
make a rattlesnake jump
the earth quakes no matter what
coins shake in your pocketbook
make a rattlesnake jump
Singer: ben kweller
everywhere she wants to go. that girl's a crook
she's got my heart in her pocketbook. she don't even wanna be my friend. she just wants me wantin' her again. oooh
i thought about it
everywhere she wants to go. that girl's a crook
she's got my heart in her pocketbook. she don't even wanna be my friend. she just wants me wantin' her again. oooh
i thought about it
Singer: shy girls
you're always reaching for your makeup
pocketbook deeper than your soul
no
you're always reaching for your makeup
pocketbook deeper than your soul
no
Singer: earth, wind and fire
checkin' out the jive
glancing at his pocketbook
inflation is alive
checkin' out the jive
glancing at his pocketbook
inflation is alive
Singer: butcher babies
more for less
to pad their pocketbooks keep them smiling
bleach their roots
more for less
to pad their pocketbooks keep them smiling
bleach their roots
Singer: jewel
i'm a thousand miles from anywhere
my pocketbook and my heart both just got stolen
and the sun act like she don't even care
i'm a thousand miles from anywhere
my pocketbook and my heart both just got stolen
and the sun act like she don't even care
Singer: scott-heron, gil
last night grandma should got shook
'cause someone took her pocketbook
she ain't safe in the neighborhood
last night grandma should got shook
'cause someone took her pocketbook
she ain't safe in the neighborhood
Singer: liquido
by the way
many humiliating photos in your pocketbook
cannot deflect how much i liked your looks
by the way
many humiliating photos in your pocketbook
cannot deflect how much i liked your looks