The Princess™ has an inneresting meme going on: Songs that bring on major life changes. Michele’s playing, so that means all the cool kids have to play… and uhm, me too.
Let me channel my inner-Eminem OMMMMmmmmmmm….
Well, I would imagine that if they ever made Eric Brooks: The Movie, the soundtrack would be incomplete without Play That Funky Music (White Boy). That was me. With all the Brothers and Boricuas in Bushwick.
The BeeGees – Love So Right. It’s a major driving force in me. I decided as a kid, horrified by Barry Gibb whining about this heartbreak, that I would never let anyone that close to me. Ever. If anyone gets that close, I push them away. Love is for suckers anyway.
“Where did she go when I need her close to me
And the perfect story ended at the start
I thought you came forever and you came to break my heart
Now I’m hanging on , on the chance that you’ll come back to me”
f-u-u-u-u-u-ck…. no way in hell am I letting myself wide open for something like that! In one of my site redesigns, I had the lyrics to this song splattered in the background of my splash page.
Won’t let you hate me/Can’t let you love me.
Yup, that’s me.
Well, since most people on the web think I’m nothing more than a two-dimensional cartoon character anyway, my philosophy was also forged by another life changing song…
Hey rather than tell you, how about I sing a few bars and we play Name That Tune? The first Child O’ The 80’s™ to guess the song and original artist wins…
Uhm, I don’t know, what do you want… my couch? My cigarette lighter? Tell me.
My Perogative – Bobby Brown?
Excuse me, my prerogative. I’ve had some wine, so shoot me.
“Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me
Why don’t they just let me live?
I don’t need commission, make my own decisions
That’s my prerogative
They say I’m crazy
I really don’t care
That’s my prerogative
They say I’m nasty
But I don’t give a damn
Getting girls is how I live
Some messy questions
Why am I so real?
But they don’t undersand me
I really don’t know the deal about her brother
Trying hard to make it right
Not long ago
Before I win this fight, sing
Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me
Why don’t they just let me live?
Tell me why I don’t need commission
Make my own decisions
That’s my prerogative
It’s my prerogative (it’s my prerogative)
It’s the way that I wanna live (it’s my prerogative)
I can do just what I feel (it’s my prerogative)
No one can tell me what to do (it’s my prerogative)
‘Cause what I’m doing I’m doing for you
Don’t get me wrong
I’m really not souped
Ego trips is not my thing
All these strange relationships really gets me down
I see nothing wrong in spreading myself around
Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me
Why don’t they just let me live?
Tell me why I don’t need commission
Make my own decisions
That’s my prerogative
It’s my prerogative (it’s my prerogative)
I can do what I wanna do (it’s my prerogative)
I can live my life (it’s my prerogative)
And I’m doing it just for you (it’s my prerogative)
Tell me, tell me why can’t I live my life
Live my life without all of the things
That people say oh
Yo, teddy kick it like this
Oh no no I can do what I wanna do
Me and you together together together together together
Everybody’s talking all this stuff about me
Why don’t they just let me live?
Tell me why I don’t need commission
Make my own decisions
That’s my prerogative
It’s my prerogative (it’s my prerogative)”
And a quick google search confirms I’m right. I think.
DING! DING! DING! We have a winner!
Not to worry Lee, every time I hear the song, I swear Bobby Brown pronounces it “My Perogative” anyway.
And what’s up with that line “I don’t need commission Make my own decisions” (I saw it on all the lyrics sites) I swear he says “I don’t need permission to make my own decisions”… and it makes more sense that way too.
That Teddy Riley, I tell ya. Wonder what he’s doing these days?
You know, I didn’t even notice that until you mentioned it, but I always thought it was permission too. Huh … And I have no idea what anyone is doing these days. My hubby has me locked up in a closet.
And just so you know, I CANNOT get that damn song out of my head now. 😉
oh man – that sounds so much better than when i sang. how did you get that reverb going? i was thinking of singing INTO an empty coffee can to make my voice sound better.
That probably the only way you’ll get me – Drunk and in front of a Karaoke machine.
Nope, not even an online petition will sway me.
John… another trip to the DMV, and we’ll have you on Star Search. :0)
But bob, I don’t have an adorable voice like you, so I cheated and ran me and my little Sammi through my “Sound Forge” program (I can turn my computer INTO a 24-track studio with that.). Hearing my voice on a “flat” recording would drive me insane(-er).
You know, Lee… the more I look at those lyrics, they got a lot of things wrong. I have to CHECK the album sleeve.
Oh well, I was looking for an excuse to buy the CD again… that was one of the most kickass R&B albums in the late 80’s.
(Also must buy the New Edition Album where they replaced Bobby Brown with Johnny Gill, while I’m there.)
I know one thing, you have ONE HELL of a voice E!!!! You would never know that you smoke! My voice went down the ciggie drain! :op
Glad the Adaware helped! I knew it would! :o)
Oh no… cigarettes had an effect. I used to have a four-octave range… I wish I never started smoking. But thanks. :0)
And that Ad-Aware rocks! I had 330 spyware files that it knocked out.
verynice voice even if your a remix. Very funny.
you rock the mic babeee
Liz Phair always means life changes for me and there’s the occasional Puddle of mudd song ……..she fuckin hates me but I only use that in extreme emergencies 😛
*mwah* babeee