fruit loops
a short script based on true events
me: [sings]* raspberry beret…
my mum: what? i always thought it was raspberry parade!
me: what, “the kind you find in a secondhand store”?
my mum: oh. i never heard that bit.
then they both wondered what a raspberry parade would look like.
the end.
*okay, what passes for [sings] in my world
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Hey, I never knew Prince sang the raspberry parade song!
Squashed…. YAY xxxxxxxxxxx
Comment by Peepo! — September 4, 2008 @ September 4, 2008
Recently, my sister was singing along with George Michael’s Amazing and instead of “And now I walk in the midday sun”, I heard her sing, “And now I walk with a big bass drum.” I can’t think about it, let alone hear the song, without crying with laughter. Just picturing him! With his drum! LOL.
There are so many of these in my family. I’m going to have to blog about it. :)
Comment by Keris — September 5, 2008 @ September 5, 2008
LOL! My Dad does this ALL the time, there are so many that I can’t remember them but two recently have been:
Amy Winehouse - “Why don’t you come on over Valerie” has come out as “Why don’t you come on over alouette” (which I believe is French for lark, how he arrived at that I daren’t even think about)
And one this morning he was singing - Abba: “Gimme, gimme, gimme a man after Midnight” His version came out as “Gimee gimme gimme a letter at Midnight”?!
It must be genetic though because up until a few years ago I was convinced Abba’s “Take a chance of me ” was “Check your chairs on me” Because checking your chairs is something that everyone does right?!
xx
Comment by helen — September 7, 2008 @ September 7, 2008
I love it when people do that without realising what nonsense they’re singing. As a teen I used to play my Alisha’s Attic album all the time, specifically the song ‘I am, I Feel’. There’s a line that goes, ‘don’t cry my precious one ’cause…’
My dad used to sing ‘precious w*nkers.’
Classic.
Comment by Elle — September 8, 2008 @ September 8, 2008
LOL-ing at everyone’s examples, Helen, I must check my chairs on you (whatever that means…!)
I used to think that Pass The Dutchie (child of the 80s here) was Parsley Butcher (”for elevens on side”). Eh?
Comment by Diane — September 8, 2008 @ September 8, 2008