♪ Hello baby, I can’t lang ♫ ♬ I have gervus, of you say ♪ ♫ Oh oh wha say FREAKIN’ way ♬ ♪ Sorry out here kinda Bey ♫
I’m bopping
hypermodernism?
This version has the benefit of actually sounding like a cell phone with bad reception.
[Lyrics:]
Hellohh baby, I can’t lang, I have gervus, of you say, wha-wha-wh- say FREAKIN’ way Sorry out here kinda Bey, Kinda bey, kinda bey, oh-ree-ollie-on a bay
It’s just, it’s my phone big-bay, I can’t hear wha in my Hey, Doo-doo and what do the ᵍrey, now you wannam Kinda Bey, Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor, Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor,
Go, nigga go, wuh, not gonna Ella, Mountain and up in that bow, gonna Ella, Go, nigga go, wuh, not gonna Ella, Mountain and up in that bow, gonna Ella
Wake you up my fake-me Lass, Put my Fass, Leave My Dass, Shoulda loan-ed “This Is Ass” One-in’ like ᴇʜʜ! Sorry I can!
ᶠᵘck that I can woutta pay, I am Fired on rey-rey, ʰimes ack I live intra-store, Sido make no covee day, covee day covee day, Vounsoun in no covee vay.
Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor, Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor,
Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor, Top, Gop Go-no and ge -OOO UHH EHH wanna Sflooor,
Go, nigga go, wuh, not gonna Ella, Mountain and I’m flippin that bow, gonna Ella, Go, nigga go, wuh, not gonna Ella, Mountain and flippin that bow, gonna Ella (PSHAW) Eleph!, My Eleph! bow and i’m flippin’ that bow, gonna Eleph! Eleph! My Eleph! bow and i’m flippin’ that bow gonna Elephoh-
[We’re sorr-(sorry), now beach (dismissive, the), Beach has- or try Ken.]
some, once, the worl gonna (INHALE) i aint arpest the sheh. he was kinda a thing and a the shape and L her four. WELL, they coming and coming, rules and out running. temps not to bun, you’re pot but you’re dumb. so do so muh so whats wro aching the. and if you don’t. (record scratch) and if you dont…
you’re an! get cha! go! ey! you’re a! get the sh! get ey! all that glisto! shoot staa go moe…
it’s a -tsk- and they colder! you’re now, wait older! but the men beg to, judging by the h. satellite. the ice we’s. getting pretty, waters getting might as well. worlds on! how bout. thats the way never get
you’re an! get cha! go! ey! you’re a! get the sh! get ey! all that glisto! shoot staa go moe…
(random discordant whistling and record scratches)
you’re an! get cha! go! ey! you’re a! get the sh! get ey! all that glistooo!!! shootn staa….
some once a spare change for need to self a this place. i said ye! what a cons. i could you a fuel mas. we could use a…CHAAAAAY! WELL!
they coming and coming, rules and out running! temps not to bun, you’re pot but you’re dumb. so do so muh so whats wro aching the. and if you don’t. (GO!) and if you dont!!!
you’re an! get cha! go! ey! you’re a! get the sh! get ey! all that glistooo! shoot staa go moe! n’ all that glisto! shoot staa go moe!
i still like how this old-ass song by the diamonds is just about this guy whose girlfriend wants to fuck monsters, and i’d never expect such a relatable song to come from a 1950s quartet
“monsters turn my girlfriend on” the song
I love to take my baby to a movie show So I can try to smooch her while the lights are way down low But she won’t curdle to a story of romance- There’s only one way I have a chance.
It takes the batman, wolfman, frankenstein or dracula To put her in the mood for love. It takes the catgirl, dogboy, creature from the black lagoon To make her feel like making love.
i like how it implies that she’s a comic geek and bi too. so relatable.
Fun Fact: There was a whole subgenre in the 1950s and 60s about girls loving horror movies and/or monsters. As someone whose ideal date would be a Vincent Price or Creature from the Black Lagoon double feature, I thoroughly approve of this subgenre. Some highlights:
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