Intro; Ok, so I decided to start another fic, and it's a concert fic, (This is something I made up; or based on from reading some lyrics from other story writers) so here's My Idea, Dream come true! Riza Hawkeye and Shania Twain Tribute.

Let's go!

Disclaimer; I do not own FMA, it belong to its rightful owner. And Shania Twain music, well, belongs to her and R.J Lange.

Summery; Ed and Al order a Concert DVD and the concert they where looking for got mixed up with another customers order. So when they realized the concert is a Shania Twain tribute, they see who the tributary is; Riza.

ONE SHOT!

Riza Hawkeye; live in Dallas

Edward got the door open to the mail deliverer, and noticed their package had came in.

"Mr. Elric?" said the mail guy.

"Yeah?" Ed responded, knowing his concert had came in.

"Your package is here." Said the man, he appeared to be in his thirties of early forties.

"Great! So where do I sign?" Ed asked as the man gave him a pen,

"Here." Said the mail man, pointing at the signature line.

X_X_X

After a while; Al got the pop corn ready and Ed just about to open the package,

"Alright, let's see." Al said, Edward opening the package, and hoping it was their right one. When Ed finaly got the paper off,

"WHAT?" They both exclaimed as they saw a picture of Lieutenant Hawkeye dressed in a pink tank top and black stretchy pants.

"Brother? Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Al asked, hoping he was not going crazy.

"Is that? Riza?" Ed asked, also wondering if he was going crazy.

Riza a singer? Are you kidding me? All this time she looked serious and cold, but from Roy's POV she was the perfect woman.

Then, as if thinking of something.

"PLAY IT BROTHER!" Al shouted feeling eager to watch the Concert, No wait! They both needed to watch this concert. Edward opened the DVD player and shoved the disc in the disc holder and closed the tray.

"Alright Al, It's go time!" Edward said as he pushed the 'Play' button.

Central Records Presentation

Riza Hawkeye; Tribute to Shania Twain

The low sound came on and it gave a creepy like angst sound as similar parts of songs echoed in the distance, Then. A blond woman appeared and she was preparing to go on to what she might be doing as a show, applying her make-up, picking her wardrobe.

Woman in Meeeeeeeee!

She was putting her eye liner and getting into her blue uniform, but tied the sleeves of her coat part to her waist. She seemed ready to have fun.

Riza walked out of the dressing room and walked down the hall as a Guard led the way. She received her microphone from another Guard that was waiting for her.

The giant curtain was hanging in the middle of the stage and then the sound stopped and a silhouette of a woman appeared in what looked like a long glamorous coat, as the audience jumped to a screeching noise level.

"Are you ready? Dallas!" Riza shouted in the microphone as the crowd went wild.

The intro of the song played and halted.

"I said; Are you ready Dallas?" The band played the intro again and played the whole song as if waiting for Riza, then, The curtain raised and no one was in the giant white curtain. The audience was shocked and, well still going crazy.

Riza came out walking in a make-shift runway, and climbed a small ladder to a trolley four men had on each corner, and began to carry her to the stage

(A/N; ok so if you guys have your own computer, which I guess you have, and type in Shania Twain opening concert live; Man I feel like a woman. I do not own any thing, or the inter net or Youtube, the internet belong to their owners)

As Riza came upon her stage, she went to her spot and dance along a bit to the music, then the intro to the song played again.

"Let's go Dallas!"

"Come on."

"I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout," The violin intro played and then,

BOOM
"No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time,"

"The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun,"

"Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel," Riza smiled and held a hand up and sang the next lyrics
"Man! I feel like a woman! Hoo!" the band played the song going on to the next part of the song.

"The girls need a break-tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town!
We don't need romance-we only wanna dance,
We're gonna let our hair hang down,"

"The best thing about being a woman,
Is the prerogative to have a little fun!"

"Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady,
Men's shirts-short skirts,
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!"

"The best thing about being a woman;
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)"

"Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady,
Men's shirts-short skirts.
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style,
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction,
Color my hair-do what I dare.
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel" Riza held the microphone to the audience.

"Sing it!"
"Man! I feel like a woman!"

"That's right!"

"Oh, Oh yeah, Yeah. I get totally crazy." She sang, imitating Shania Twain.
"Can you feel it?" She sang shouted.
"Come, come, come on baby! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" She held up her hand, while smiling.
"I feel like a woman!"

When Riza was finished her song, she went and done a couple of other songs

(A/N: Ok, This is a one shot, to tell me if you like it, and I'll do more. And here is the song list after the A/N.)

Man! I feel like a woman!

Honey I'm home

You win my love

Whose bed have your boots been under?

You're still the one

I won't leave you lonely

Come on over

Love gets me every time

That don't impress me much

If it don't take two

Black eyes, Blue tears

No one needs to know

Any man of mine

From this moment on

If you're not in it for love (I'm Outta Here!)

Rock this country!

A/N; Alright, tell me what you think of this song list and tell me if you want more. I would like to know from your reviews. I love reviews!