The Art of Dispute
All couples fight. That is a given. And I think we should fight. We should be able to express ourselves to the ones we love or to strangers. It is something that we should not avoid. Clear the air sometimes and you breath better. However, I think that when we do fight or argue we should do it in a manner that doesn't lead to hatred or violence. Make it a fair fight. Fair fights are permitted. Take the art of boxing for example. I love watching a good boxing match. And when I wrote this song I thought about boxing and all the rules that apply to that sport. If you are in a relationship learn to adjust. Learn to respect the one you love. Make some rules about how to argue your issues. And then follow them. Learn the art of dispute.
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Verse 1. Most of the time
my baby and me
get along real good
happy, at peace.
Seldom take issue
but when we do
we practice the art of dispute.
She takes a side
and I take one too.
Try to defend
our point of view.
We never fight dirty.
We follow the rules.
Though there are many,
Here's just a few.
Chorus. No curse words permitted.
No slapping. No hitting.
No talk about who is at fault.
No jokes. No teasing.
No crying, that's cheating.
No dishes in pieces.
No holes in the walls.
Verse 2. Eyeball-to-eyeball.
One-on-one.
Poised against each other,
at odds, head on.
If I'm egging her
and she's daring me,
we practice the art of dispute.
Chorus. No curse words permitted.
No slapping. No hitting.
No talk about who is at fault.
No jokes. No teasing.
No crying, that's cheating.
No dishes in pieces.
No holes in the walls.
Verse 3. The art of dispute
is as ancient as time.
Created by great minds
much smarter than mine.
Passed through the ages
on hide and then stone.
Found underneath
some old dinosaur bones.
Chorus. No curse words permitted.
No slapping. No hitting.
No talk about who is at fault.
No jokes. No teasing.
No crying, that's cheating.
No dishes in pieces.
No holes in the walls.
© Melanie Thompson 2023