October 1, 2010

Once I stopped howling with laughter at  lovely Englishmum’s recent post, Jason Darulo and Hoolahoopgate, I started thinking about song lyrics. Englishmum, bowling along in her car with hoolahoops cascading out of the back, was singing:

‘I’m so sorreeee that it didn’t work out… I’m movin’ on…

I’m so sorreee but it’s over now, have another scone…’

Now these may not be the exact lyrics that Jason penned. And if my girls had been in the car with Englishmum at the time, there would have been a lot of severe eye-rolling going on. I know, because I never get the lyrics to any song right, and it drives the girls mad.

I suppose it started in my youth, with Kenny Rogers’ classic Lucille, which I always thought went, ‘You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille/With four hundred children and a crop in the field’. No surprise that she ran off with 400 mouths to feed and Kenny’s yucky beard to look at. It wasn’t until much later that I found out it was only 4 hungry children. Of course I always loved Abba’s Dancing Queen, despite the mysterious line, ‘Feel the beat from the tangerine, oh yeah’. Then came Robert Palmer’s rather naughty Addicted to Love, ‘Might as well face it/You’re a d*** with a glove.’

Just this morning, I was warbling along beautifully to Lady Gaga’s Alejandro, ‘She’s got both hands/In a bucket’. Capital Radio plays this every single day on the school run. Sometimes I have wondered why this poor lady has her hands in a bucket, and if this is why she is so sad. But mostly I just sing along loudly. Today, though, I was rudely interrupted. ‘You do realise it’s not bucket, it’s pocket,’ hissed one of the little dears. Still doesn’t explain why she’s got both hands in just the one pocket, I reasoned. It must give her a very odd bunchy look.

Deep sighs from my passengers. ‘It’s like that other Lady Gaga song, Just Dance, when you kept singing ‘Chicken and a frog,’ when it’s actually ‘checking out that catalogue,’ they remonstrated. ‘Well, chicken and a frog makes more sense. Why is she catalogue shopping on the dance floor?’ Queue even more sighs, and a stony silence.

Then Taio Crux’s Dynamite came on the radio. ‘I put my hands in the air/Singing Gordon Gekko,’ I sang. ‘Muuuuuum, ‘it’s ‘Singing Galileo’,’ said Child Two witheringly. ‘No it’s not, ‘ said Child One crossly. ‘It’s ‘Got to let go.” ‘Oh – so it is,’ said Child Two in surprise.

 Hah! Not so easy to get lyrics right all the time, is it?

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  • Addy October 1, 2010 at 10:43 am

    Lovely post – I thought it was just me that misheard lyrics!!!

    • Dulwich Divorcee October 2, 2010 at 2:14 pm

      Oh, I’m glad to hear you do it too! I shall feel less alone as I belt out those Abba lyrics, ‘super duper bees are going to blind me’ ….

  • English Mum October 1, 2010 at 4:01 pm

    Haha! Glad it’s not just me! x

    • Dulwich Divorcee October 2, 2010 at 2:15 pm

      Nope, definitely not just you, though I thought it was great – and beautifully appropriate – that your misheard lyrics featured food! x

  • Helen October 2, 2010 at 9:35 am

    We thought it was just our family! We have the famous Ricky Martin sing ‘she looks like a flower but she stinks like a bin!’ …and many more

    • Dulwich Divorcee October 2, 2010 at 2:17 pm

      Oooh, that’s a great one! Mind you, all the lyrics of that song are a bit mysterious, ‘upset, inside out/Living the vida loca,’ what on earth is he on about?

  • Bluestocking Mum October 3, 2010 at 4:12 pm

    This was just what I needed to read tonight! Fab. I am so uncool. All words to my songs are the wrong ones.


    • Dulwich Divorcee October 4, 2010 at 3:39 am

      It’s the only way to roll! I’m officially now going to give up even trying to get the lyrics right and I’m just singing whatever it vaguely sounds like …xx

  • Man With A Van Leeds October 7, 2010 at 9:47 am

    I agree with you on that one. Gotta say I cant get enough of Lady gagas music but she is pretty wild. Did you see she came 7th in the forbes list of world’s most powerful women. lol brilliant!