The girl I've dated for years told me today that she's really into the Doobie Brothers' "What A Fool Believes."

I never looked up the lyrics until then, but I think this relationship may be in trouble.

"Feeling like a ham and mustard shake" I mean, we know Scott Weiland was high but, DAYUM!

/Submitter is clearly not midwestern
//mmmmm Tastee Freeze

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard."

Okay, so regardless of whether we agree on what exactly her milkshake is....We must assume that it brings a great number of boys to the yard.

"And they're like, 'it's better than yours'."

So...they, being "the boys?" They boys say, "it's better than yours." Why would the boys say that the singer's milkshake is better than her own milkshake?

"Damn right, it's better than yours."

Now who's speaking? The singer? She's confused, because the boys were saying that HER milkshake, as near as I can tell, is better than hers. The boys, to my knowledge, didn't even boast of the quality of their own milkshakes, if any.

WTF.

"You're my wonderwall."

What the hell does that mean? I keep thinking something very inappropriate.

Oh, also, this one, which people refer to as "The Hokey Pokey."

"You put your right arm in, you put your right arm out; you put your right arm in, and you shake it all about."

Fair enough.

"You do the Hokey Pokey and you turn yourself around."

Wait. Wait wait wait. I thought this whole thing we have been doing since the beginning was the Hokey Pokey. Now I'm led to believe that "the Hokey Pokey" is but one element of a larger dance, which the participant does after shaking the verse's chosen body part all about, but before turning him or herself around. What, then, is the dance itself called? Guh. This kills me.

Fair_Poopsmith:
"And they're like, 'it's better than yours'."

So...they, being "the boys?" They boys say, "it's better than yours." Why would the boys say that the singer's milkshake is better than her own milkshake?

Although, I suppose it's possible that a third party, perhaps a bystander could be watching the spectacle. Then, perhaps, the boys could tauntingly indicate that the singer's milkshake is better than that of the bystander, at which point the singer could support this assertion by saying, "damn right, it's better than yours."

Hmm...

/got nothin

"I want to f*ck yo like an animal" What is Trent really saying there? I wish he didn't make his lyrics so enigmatic.

*sigh*

Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream Row, row, row your boat,
Merrily, merrily, merrily merrily Gently down the stream
Life is but a dream Merrily, merrily, merrily merrily
Life is but a dream

Really, WTF people?

Fair_Poopsmith:

I think the singer is referring directly to the listener. It's a reminder of how we are lesser beings than they are. Their godlike musical talent raises them to a level we cannot even dream of reaching.

Mordis:
I think the singer is referring directly to the listener. It's a reminder of how we are lesser beings than they are. Their godlike musical talent raises them to a level we cannot even dream of reaching.

So the boys are telling me (the listener) that the singer's milkshake is better than mine? That's a possibility I hadn't considered.

I thought "Layla" was "Hey, love" for the longest time..

Who works on the railroad just to pass the time?

(and what's the deal with airline peanuts?)

Fair_Poopsmith: So the boys are telling me (the listener) that the singer's milkshake is better than mine? That's a possibility I hadn't considered.

Damn right.

Fair_Poopsmith: So the boys are telling me (the listener) that the singer's milkshake is better than mine? That's a possibility I hadn't considered.

Me neither, because it's unpossible.

BTW what, exactly, is "Thriller"?
/old

Fair_Poopsmith: So the boys are telling me (the listener) that the singer's milkshake is better than mine? That's a possibility I hadn't considered.

The boys are telling the singer that her milkshake is better than yours (you the listener's milkshake).

Picture the scene where X=you:
Kelis shows off her milkshake.
Boys arrive at yard.
Boys tell Kelis, "Your milkshake is the best milkshake. Your milkshake is better than X's milkshake."
Kelis relays this information.

I can't make out the words to this one (new window)

JerseyTim: Fair_Poopsmith: So the boys are telling me (the listener) that the singer's milkshake is better than mine? That's a possibility I hadn't considered.

The boys are telling the singer that her milkshake is better than yours (you the listener's milkshake).

Picture the scene where X=you:
Kelis shows off her milkshake.
Boys arrive at yard.
Boys tell Kelis, "Your milkshake is the best milkshake. Your milkshake is better than X's milkshake."
Kelis relays this information.

I think you just made the profile.

Also, THIS (new window).

I don't really understand what the deal is with her umbrella (ella ella)

I will never understand the fascination with 'Crank Dat'. I'm young enough to enjoy quite a lot of rap music, but the trend of sounding like you have fetal alcohol syndrome with your jaw wired shut just needs to DIE.

It begins and ends with "MacArthur Park."

A dude loses his shiat because someone left a cake out in the rain.

He doesn't think that he can take it because it took so long to bake it, not to mention the fact that he'll never have that recipe again.

WTF?!

Hell, I'm still stuck on "clouds in my coffee". That's either very deep, or very shallow. In either case, it's probably about me.

Chariset: I don't really understand what the deal is with her umbrella (ella ella)

And what does it have to do with AA?

For the longest time Gwen Stefani had me flumoxed with her Holla Back Girl, but no longer. I hope this helps you as well:

Yes thank you, this is preferable
All females present should follow my lead by by vigorously hitting the ground with the balls of their feet

I've experienced a similar situation many times in the past
So I regret to inform you that things may not pan out the way you originally intended
This is due to the fact that I am not a hollaback girl
To reiterate, I am not a hollaback girl
(x2)

Ooooh, this is preferable, I enjoy this thoroughly
(x4)

It has come to my attention that you've been speaking poorly of me
And that you failed to consider my reaction based on my awareness of the topic
Others have overheard this intemperance that you speak, thus creating a rather negative series of detest-oriented outcries
With that said, I'm not only fully prepared to move forward with haste toward the skirmish, I will also be the commander of a small battalion of those who agree with me and my standpoint
I will obtain the largest amount of points accessible in a single American football play, then I will remove you entirely from our location
That's correct, please relocate your cheer leading inspiration apparatuses, I fear that you are creating a rather negative series of detest-oriented outcries

I've experienced a similar situation many times in the past
So I regret to inform you that things may not pan out the way you originally intended
This is due to the fact that I am not a hollaback girl
To reiterate, I am not a hollaback girl
(x2)

Ooooh, this is preferable, I enjoy this thoroughly
(x4)

Everything I've stated and predicted thus forth is true and probable madam, our interaction shall eventuate at the designated seating zone for the high school American football enthusiasts
You won't need to worry about any authority figures attending because they, fortunately for me, were not invited
And though both parties enmeshed in the dispute will put forth massive effort to secure their own triumph, only a single entity will persevere.

I shall traverse, all possible consideration and determination will be put into action on my end
You will expeditiously collide with the surface of our battlefield, because you will suffer injury from swift and methodical clout
Be aware, for I will surely maintain proper posture in a my stance throughout the duration of our campaign, and it would appear as if yet another individual has fallen victim to consuming a substantial amount of microscopic carbon residue

I've experienced a similar situation many times in the past
So I regret to inform you that things may not pan out the way you originally intended
This is due to the fact that I am not a hollaback girl
To reiterate, I am not a hollaback girl
(x2)

Ooooh, this is preferable, I enjoy this thoroughly
(x4)

I would be pleased to hearken upon your announcement, this situation is not unlike that of a fruit commonly blossoming from the plant genus Musa
M-U-S-A-F-R-U-I-T
This situation is not unlike that of a fruit commonly blossoming from the plant genus Musa
M-U-S-A-F-R-U-I-T
To redouble, This situation is not unlike that of a fruit commonly blossoming from the plant genus Musa
M-U-S-A-F-R-U-I-T
This situation is not unlike that of a fruit commonly blossoming from the plant genus Musa
M-U-S-A-F-R-U-I-T

I've experienced a similar situation many times in the past
So I regret to inform you that things may not pan out the way you originally intended
This is due to the fact that I am not a hollaback girl
To reiterate, I am not a hollaback girl
(x2)

Ooooh, this is preferable, I enjoy this thoroughly

Well, I was going to put the real lyrics in there as well but I hit the Add button. I have failed miserably. I'll stop posting tonight.

Can someone just tell me WTF a "Freak on a leash" is?

"Suckin' on a chili dog, outside the Tastee Freeeeeeeze"

What's so hard to understand?

Obviously, there was a stray dog hanging out at the Tastee Freeze, on a cold night, that wanted a blow job.

krysbabe: Can someone just tell me WTF a "Freak on a leash" is?

A cheap fark for me to lay?

Flyinglemur ftw!

internutthead: Flyinglemur ftw!

A gem indeed, but still, a borrowed copy and paste from 2 years ago.

I'm trying to school you dog, Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff

The Pompatus of Love.

And we all like the bit when you take
The jeans from the refrigerator and
Then the bad guy gets hit

What the hell does that mean Roger?!

Flyinglemur:

Thanks. I thought it was "I ain't no Harlem black girl."

Oh yeah...and all of Louie, Louie. I've looked up the lyrics, they still make no sense.

And its whispered that soon,
If we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn,
For those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don't be alarmed now.
It's just a spring clean for the may queen.

This entire portion of Stairway to Heaven has always made me WTF.

I've got two that come to my drunken mind:

1) I always thought Def Lepard was singing "it's bigger than Germany" instead of "It's bringin' me to my knees" in Love bites

2) "stay the night, why don't we call it a day" always sounded like "stay the night, why don't they call it the day" in my mind (Chicago from "stay the night")

Anarchangel: And its whispered that soon,
If we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn,
For those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don't be alarmed now.
It's just a spring clean for the may queen.

This entire portion of Stairway to Heaven has always made me WTF.

I used to work on guitars at a rare, and vintage guitar shop around here.

One day, while on his solo tour, Robert Plant stopped in.

The doors were locked while he looked around.

I was introduced to him (he had just bought three really expensive guitars, as presents), and he wanted the action lowered on one. When he walked into the shop area while I was doing it, I said "can I ask you a question?"

"Sure"

"What in all of hell is a bustle in a headegrow"

"I have no idea, I didn't write it. I've been asked that before, and it's almost like scat singing, I mean, what does scooby dooby la la la mean?"

Personally, I think Zep was following the Beatles model.


As per John Lennon, after so many people were finding such great meaning in the lyrics, and it was generating priceless publicity, we just started thowing things in that would make you scratch your head, and we would offer no explaination.

Has anyone ever listened to "Blinded by the Light" by Bruce Springsteen and wanted to cockpunch the Boss?

/just me I guess
//although "mama, that's where the fun is" has been a well used response for me over the years...

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Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-menot whispers daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light. Cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah he was blinded by the light. Cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny to something strong if you play that song with the funky break
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier
Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,
He said, do what you like, but don't do it here

Well I jumped up, spit in the air, fell on the ground, asked wich was the way back home
He said take a right at the light, keep going straight until right, and then boy you're on your own

And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon
And some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but he'd figured he'd be all right

He was just blinded by the light. Cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama that's where the fun is

Wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night?

Indeed, emilyek_1...indeed

/now all I can think of is Sam Elliot in Roadhouse looking up at the sign and drawling, "The Double Douche"...
//not to be confused with "Pass the Douche to the left"...grin

emilyek_1: Wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night?

This!!!!

Also proud owner of the lyric: "Go-kart Mozart"

Damn you Manfred Mann for making a potentially obscure Bruce Spring-suck song a number 1.

emilyek_1: Wrapped up like a douche, another runner in the night?

Someone swore to me that it was "cracked up like a delusion."



Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting
Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis
Stealing kisses from the leperous faces

Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees
Mouthwash jukebox gasoline
Pistols are pointing at a poor man's pockets
Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets

Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the brief case blues

Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
Ghetto-blastin' disintegrating
Rock 'n' roll, know what I'm sayin'
And everywhere I look there's a devil waiting

Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind

Devil's haircut! In my mind!
Devil's haircut! In my mind!
Devil's haircut! In my mind!

SnarfVader: "You're my wonderwall."

What the hell does that mean? I keep thinking something very inappropriate.

Wonderwall is a film with soundtrack by George Harrison, a favourite of Noel Gallagher, writer of the song "Wonderwall".

Fair_Poopsmith: "You do the Hokey Pokey and you turn yourself around."

The Hokey Pokey bit of the dance is (at least where I'm from) a weird bit of handjive where the dancer laces together the fingers of both hands, holds hands out from their chest with the palms facing downward, and rocks their wrists, so the hands make a sort of wave-in-the-ocean movement. Knees-bend, arms-stretch, ra-ra-ra!

Anarchangel:
This entire portion of Stairway to Heaven has always made me WTF.

Read up on the Piper At The Gates Of Dawn chapter from The Wind In The Willows, which also inspired Pink Floyd's first album title.

/ Lady Mondegreen would get a kick out of this thread!

But doesn't The Hokey Pokey really address the deeper philosophical issue of why are we here, and what is life all about?

HereComesTheScience

Bender: I could write a song, and using real words, not "odelay."

Beck's head: Odelay IS a word! Check the Becktionary!

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrims door
With insufficient schemes.

internutthead: HereComesTheScience

Bender: I could write a song, and using real words, not "odelay."

Beck's head: Odelay IS a word! Check the Becktionary!

Doesn't that word have it's origins in yodeling?

Though I always thought that yodelers were just repeating "old lady".

Peter Gabriel: Games Without Frontiers
I always thought he was singing "She's so funky, yeah", but it's really "Chez sans frontiere" the song's title in French.