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Sun 6 Apr, 2003 05:09 pm
Old Abuzzers may remember that I used to indulge in scavenger hunts through song lyrics looking for particular items.
The way it works is that I think up a topic and you search your memory banks trying to find song lyrics that fit the theme.
Here, the theme is clothing. You might want to sing:
I love my shirt, I love my shirt
My shirt is so comfortabley lovely
--Donavan
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
--Elvis
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing pihranas
-- Presidents of the United States of America
Get the idea? What wardrobe items have been memorialized in song?
....."I'm too sexy for this shirt
too sexy for this shirt
so sexy..........it
hurts........."
"She
wore
an
itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny, yellow polka dot bikini..."
Excellent Sofia!
So he's retired
Lives with his sister in a furnished flat
He's got this suit that
He never wears outide without a hat
--Aimee Mann
You don't tug on Superman's cape
-- Jim Crocee
If I were a saint with a silver cup
When the money got low we could always heat it up
Or trade it in
Then the radio to heaven will be wired to your purse
--Elvis Costello
The angles want to wear my red shoes
--Elvis again
By Stroke 9: This girl ain't gettin' her little black back pack back...
I know it
it's a shame
a shame I can't show it
and I see it
I can see it now
but I'm so far below it
don't wanna
don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
for your little black backpack
up, smack, turn around he's on his back and
don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
and this shouldn't concern you except that
just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back
I feel you
yes I can
what about that don't you understand?
I sense you
it's something sensual
but it's less than I planned
don't wanna
don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
for your little black backpack
up, smack, turn around he's on his back and
don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
and this shouldn't concern you except that
just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back
you're trying to find a reason for the way you feel tonight
your mind is lined with layers of lead
have you heard one thing that I've said?
don't wanna talk about it
I say why not?
don't wanna think about it
I say there's got to be some good reason
for your little black backpack
up, smack, turn around he's on his back and
don't wanna tango with you
I'd rather tangle with him
I think I'm gonna bash his head in
and this shouldn't concern you except that
just don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back
An excerpt from a true American classic.
Ben Folds Five:
So you wanted
to take a break
Slow it down some and
have some space
Well **** you too
Give me my money back
Give me my money back
you bitch
I want my money back
(And don't forget to give
me back my black T-Shirt)
you don't stand a chance
without those bellbottom pants
Louden Wainwright III
... wearing high-heeled shoes
and a low-neck sweater
get back home, Loretta ....
- Get Back, the Beatles
Well, I saw you at the laundrymat
Washin' your clothes, gettin' all the ... dirt out
Lucinda Williams
Fairies wear boots, yeah, ya gotta believe me....
Black Sabbath
Well I'm a cowboy, my name is Ray Gene
I got this big hat to put my head in
wooh
woooooh
well I'm a cowboy, you bet your boots, man
I got these big shoes, yeah, to kick your ass with.
Rail (yeah!)
Now, there's a place down in my pocket, honey
that I wore a hole, cause I missed you so much
Rail
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:
Who can that attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress,
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!
I wanna girl with extensions in her hair
Bamboo earrings, at least two pair
A Fendi bag, and a bad attitude
That's all I need to put me in a good mood
-LL Cool J
Werd, dawg.
Cake.
I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cut and eyes that burn like cigarettes
Okay, I want a girl that smells the coffee
I want a girl who spills the wine
I want a girl with mangled hair and words that never quite define
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket
Wow! Great additions dyslexia, jespah, little k, macsm and Slappy!
As I walked down in the streets of Laredo
As I walked down in Laredo one day
I saw a young cowpoke all dressed in white linen
All dressed in white linen as cool as the clay
--?
Sofia! I was just trying to remember that song. Slappy's song made me think of it but I just couldn't come up with the words.
Thanks!
Pulled on my poncho, played for mosquitos
And drank till I was thirsty again
--Sheryl Crow
Father McKinzie, darning his socks in the night
When there's nobody there
--Beatles
You tease, you flirt,
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
You can please yourself but somebody's gonna get it
--Elvis Costello
Lepoard-skin pillbox hat
--Bob Dylan
These boots are made for walkin'
--Nancy Sinatra