We did what we had to do...can't forget, won't forget what I did for love (anyone? anyone? Know where those lyrics are from? Bueller? Bueller?)
Miss F has been particularly fussy this week. We're debating on ear infection, teething or the discovery of being more mobile. Changing her diaper has become especially trying. I've discovered, however, that she will get quiet if you sing to her. Now, does she get quiet because she is lulled by the beautiful noise coming from mommy's mouth or does she get quiet in absolute horror of the sounds coming from mommy's mouth. Who knows (though, in my defense, I earned many a high score at solo and ensemble in jr. high AND had solos in the concerts so....)
She likes show tunes. I sing "It's a Hard Knock Life" (the 'Annie' versioin, not the Jay-z version" ) because she has it pretty easy. She likes some TV theme songs. Especially "One Day at A Time", "Good Times" and "The Facts of Life". She does not like "Charles in Charge". She is not as impressed with mommy's ability to do the beginning, speaking part of the A-Team.
The other night she woke up at 3:30 and wouldn't go back to sleep until 5:30. What lulled her to sleep? Rocking? Nope. Patting? Nope. Shushing? Nope. It was the words of the great Young MC. Yes, in pure desperation at 5:22 a.m. I began quoting the lyrics "This here's a tale for all the fellas, try to do what those ladies tell us, get shot down cuz you're overzealous, play hard to get females get jealous" and guess what, her eyes shut, her breathing slowed and she slept like, well, a baby until 7:30 a.m.
3 comments:
A Chorus Line! Do I get a prize? If we both love musicals too, we have serious issues.
I want to start off by saying that I am WAY impressed with your TV show theme songs! I love when you play the game! Who knew that that Miss F would like it too???
I'm waitin' for you to sing a little Baby Got BACK!!!
Check out this righteous lullabye:
Verse One:
This here's a jam for all the fellas
Tryin to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down cause ya over-zealous
Play hard to get females get jealous
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin body
A chich walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter
Next days function high class luncheon
Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin
Music comes on people start to dance
But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants
A girl starts walking guys start gawking
Sits down next to you and starts talking
Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove
So come on fatso and just bust a move
Verse Two:
You're on a mission and your wishin
Someone could cure your lonely condition
Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces
No fine girls just ugly faces
Some frustration first inclination
Is to become a monk and leave the situation
But every dark tunnel has a light of hope
So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope
Your movie's showin, so you're goin
Could care less about the five you're blowin
Theater gets dark just to start the show
Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row
She's dressed in yellow, she says 'Hello,
come sit next to me you fine fellow.'
You run over there without a second to lose
And what comes next hey bust a move
Verse Three:
In this city ladies look pretty
Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty
Tell a funny joke just to get some play
Then you try to make a move and she says, 'No way'
Girls are fakin goodness sakin
They want the man who brings home the bacon
Got no money and you got no car
Then you got no women and there you are
Some girls are sadistic, materialistic
Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic
They're lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan
So a brother with the money can be their man
So on the beach you're strollin real high rollin
Everything you have is yours and not stolen
A girl runs up with somethin to prove
So don't just stand there bust a move
Verse Four:
Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry
In five days from now he's gonna marry
He's hopin you can make it there if you can
Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man
You say neat-o, check your libido
And roll to the church in your new tuxedo
The bride walks down just to start the wedding
And there's one more girl you won't be getting
So you start thinkin then you start blinking
The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking
She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back
And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked
Reception's jumpin faces pumpin
You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin
Says she wants to dance to a different groove
Now you know what to do just bust a move
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