Romance, Maddog Style
My husband and I have a wonderful relationship. He's so romantic. He likes to take the words to popular songs (usually from the 80's, but this is by no means a hard-and-fast rule) and change them around so they become songs about sex/poop/farting/genitalia.
Just the other day, for example, he was singing that Belinda Carlisle song "Mad About You." But his song went like this:
Mad about youuuuu
Mad about you (this is in italics because he's singing backup for himself here)
Lost in your thiiiiiiiighs
Squirt it in my ahhh-eyes
I think there was more to it, but this was the part where my uncontrollable laughter drowned out his singing and there wasn't room enough in the cab of his truck for both my smile and his voice, so he just laughed with me. Most of his songs end that way, now that I think about it.
Just the other day, for example, he was singing that Belinda Carlisle song "Mad About You." But his song went like this:
Mad about youuuuu
Mad about you (this is in italics because he's singing backup for himself here)
Lost in your thiiiiiiiighs
Squirt it in my ahhh-eyes
I think there was more to it, but this was the part where my uncontrollable laughter drowned out his singing and there wasn't room enough in the cab of his truck for both my smile and his voice, so he just laughed with me. Most of his songs end that way, now that I think about it.
posted by MJ at 4:42 PM
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