Guilty Pleasure Songs

I'm willing to "expose" myself, and it is rather shameful, given my life-long anti-disco crusade . . . but, i love everything ABBA ever did (and Aneliese does [did?] have a great butt) . . . there, i've said it . . .

Weather Girls-It's Raining Men
Donna Summer-Last Dance
A few songs by Barry Manilow- yes I said it!
Much of the Sat NIte Fever album
Stand By Your Man

The list could go on!

And I said I hated disco!

I also loved Walk Like an Egyptian . . .

After the Loving by Englebert Humperdink

Suspicious Minds by Elvis

Fernando is a great song. I also like Dancing Queen.

Saturday Night Fever shouldn't be a guilty pleasure, The Bee Gees are great.

How did they hit those high notes?

Umm, Lee Hazelwood/Nancy Sinatra duos, especially "Some Velvet Morning."

Ha! Art Bell!

Art uses Dancing Queen, too.

Let's not forget Midnight in the Desert by Crystal Gayle, written especially for Art.

I should add, for me, anything by Blowfly.

http://www.pandisc.com/blowfly1.cfm

Bohemian Rhapsody, Say Goodbye to Hollywood, - and this, by Bette Midler:


BETTE MIDLER


YOU'RE MOVING OUT TODAY


from the album "Live at Last"


I stayed out late one night and you moved in.
I didn't mind 'cause of the state you were in.
May I remind you that it's been a year since then?

Today the landlady, she said to me,
"Your loony friend just made a pass at me."
Perhaps you might enjoy a cottage by the sea.

So pack your toys away,
your pretty boys away,
your forty-fives away,
your alibis away,
your silly lies away,
your old tie-dyes away,
your one more tries away.
You're moving out today.

You nasty habits ain't confined to bed.
The grocer told me what you do with bread.
Why don't you take up with the
baker's wife instead of me?

Pack up your rubber duck.
I'd like to wish you luck.
Your funny cigarettes, your sixty-one cassettes,
pack all your clothes away,
your rubber hose away,
your old day glows away.
You're movin' out today.

"I hate to do it"
"You gotta"
"I hate to do it"
"You gotta"
"I hate to do it"
"You gotta"
"I hate to do it"
"You gotta"
"I hate to do it"
"You gotta"

Pack up you dirty looks,
your songs that have no hooks,
your stacks of Modern Screen,
your portrait of the queen,
your mangy cat away,
your baby fat away.
You're headed that a-way.
You're moving out today.

No one should be ashamed of liking Bohemian Rhapsody. With Wanye's World, it is now immortalized.

Anything by Weird Al, heh.