Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Bad Lyrics

(The following is the result of a little exercise. Without pausing or looking anything up I attempted to remember as many bad music lyrics from the 1980s that I could. Stopped long before memory exhausted itself.)

Oh what a feeling, cause I’m dancing on the ceiling.
Pass the dotche on the left hand side!, I said pass the dotche on the left hand side!
If you’re lost and you look you will find me, time after time
Relax don’t’ do it, when you want to sock it to it!
Get into the groove boy, you’ve got to prove your love to me.
My girl just wants to party all the time, party all the time, party all the time!
Rock me amadeus, amadeus, amadeus, amadeus
When you want to go to where you go to when fashion sits…puttin on the ritz
I got my first real six string, bought it at the five and dime
If you see my dad, tell him my brothers are all grown up they’re beaten on each other
I seen a real square cat, Looked a nineteen seventy five
Celebration time come on!
I had the time of my life, and I never felt this way before!
On the wings of love! only the two of us together flying high!
I smell like I sound, I’m lost and I’m found, I’m on the hunt I’m after you
Big time! I’m on my way I’m makin’ it!
To all the girls I’ve loved before who’ve walked in and out my door…
Bruce! Don’t bring me down down down down down
When you’re playin with the queen of hearts, holdin anything ain’t smart
You wanna be in the show! Come on baby let’s go!
Where the streets have no name
She seems to have an invisible touch.
ROXANNE!
Shout, shout, let it all out. These are the things I can do without, come on.
When I’m a walkin down the street and I strut my stuff!
Now I know I’ve got to get away from the things you do to me
Every move you make, every breathe you take
She’s got legs and she know how to use them
Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints and then I smoke two more
She blinded me with science, science!
Owner of a lonely heart! Owner of a lonely heart!
She can’t read at seventeen, the words she knows are all obscene but it’s alright
Hush, just you shut your mouth my little china girl
It’s the one thing, you are my thing
Holy diver
To live and die in L.A., to live and die in L.A.
Red red wine
That Billy Jean is not my love, she’s just a girl who says I am the one but the kid is not my son!
I don’t want to play, I just want to bang on me drum all day
I said do you speak a my language, he just smiled and give me a vegemite sandwich
I wear my sunglasses at night so I can so I can watch the way you move
Ice ice baby
In a big country, dreams stay with you like a lover’s voice across a mountain side
Move out, you bring me down, move out, don’t come around
Girl, you know it’s true
She told me to walk this way! Walk this way!
Just eat it eat dontcha make me repeat it
You spend me right-round baby right-round like a record baby
I’ll stop the world and melt with you
Everyone loves the lowrider
Wake me up before you go go caus I’m not plannin on goin solo

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