The Pretenders: (Brass in Pocket) I'm Special
Gonna use my arms,
Gonna use my legs,
Gonna use my style,
Gonna use my side-step
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my, imagination.
Cause I going make you see-- there's nobody else here
No one like me.
I'm special, so special.
I got to have some of your attention, give it to me!
I got rhythm, I can't miss a beat.
I gotta new skank so reet (WHAT THE HELL is "new skank so reet"?)
Got something. I'm winking at you (Hate to ask exactly what she is winking)
Gonna make you, make you notice.
Wait, there's an alternate cure to offer you. See if it works you as well as it has for me.
Sing it loud and proud in your most retarded and hearing impaired voice.
"I'm special, so special, I gotta have some your attention, give it to me!"
Yesterday, I had $ 2.25 in loose change slung in my general direction.
WooHoo! Shiny coins for the coke machine!!
*Get your own damn blog if you don't like my solution.
1 comment:
Oh, that's not nice! LOL I've been having that problem a lot lately. But why is it with songs that are hated? Whenever I hear Paul McCartney's Wonderful Christmastime blasting through a store I run out of there like my butt's on fire. I hate that song with a passion! It's so freakin' repetitive. And once inside your brain it wants to stay there. Forever.
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