Sunday monkeys…
So I’m sitting here singing along with my favorite radio channel - WHPY - when CCR pops on with Bad Moon Rising. My daughter wanders in just in time for me to sing out, “theeeere’s a bathroom on the riiiiiiiight”! Yes, I know that’s not the correct lyrics but after all these years of singing it wrong (and badly) I can’t get it out of my head. And so what if I thought Peter, Paul and Mary were belting out, “leaving on a jet train”? I thought we were thatclose to space travel, dang it.
Ergo, my thoughts turned to what else I’ve been screwing up over the years. I visited KissThisGuy.com and discovered I’m not the only bonehead out there:
The Beatles: Michelle
The real lyrics were:
Michelle ma belle,
sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble,
tres bien ensemble
Misheard as:
Michelle, my bell,
Sunday monkeys say the end is done,
the end is done.
Doors: Light My Fire
The real lyrics were:
C’mon baby, light my fire
Misheard as:
C’mon baby lick my thigh (ew)
The Beatles: Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
The real lyrics were:
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Misheard as:
The girl with colitis goes by (charming)
David Bowie: Rebel, Rebel
The real lyrics were:
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Misheard as:
God damn, I love your ‘fro! (ok, that one was just awesome)
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