Note to the unwashed masses: I know you love your music and your iPod seems to make you a much better singer, at least to yourself. However, when you try to sing along with your iPod, please for the rest of our sake, at least make an attempt to learn the correct lyrics.
I'm fairly certain the young hip hop afficienado in the subway who loudly sang "Vouy vouy chez avec ma bitches" really meant to say "voulez-vous coucher avec moi, bitches."
Of course, having now Googled and listened to the song in question (my first R Kelly song . . . that's how much I love all my readers), the hip hop "artist" in question actually sang, "Voulez-vous voucher avec moi, bitches."
Le sigh.
No Gifts
2 days ago
4 comments:
Overheard from my backseat yesterday:
Oh, give me the Beatles and free muscles, I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.
Oh, give me the Beatles and three casseroles, I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away
Followed by:
Wait, Mom Is it free muscles or three casseroles?
LMFAO...to both their renditions and your Pepé LePew response. And I can just hear you saying it, that's the real laugh!
Ah, oui.
Wonderful. Another tribute to ignorance (the song, not your post!). Retreating to a cabin in the woods sounds more attractive all the time!
LOL! First time I've heard Karen's take on those lyrics!
Anyway, I heard via a Creedence Clearwater song that there's a bathroom on the right. Off to check that out.
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