Friday, April 17, 2009

Weekend Wonkiness: Song Lyrics Which Have Always Stumped Me

One of the best things about the Internet is the ability to have the mysteries of life solved in like 15 seconds flat.

Case in point: Bruce Springsteen's "Blinded by the Light," as recorded by Manfred Mann's Earth Band with the infamous lyric, "revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night," which I, along with many others assumed was "wrapped up like a douche, another roller in the night." I thought that line was code for something mysteriously dirty when I was a teenager, and here it was a reference to a deuce coup, a la Beach Boys' subject matter.

And we've all wondered about Steve Miller's "Pompetus" or "Prophetess" of love.

One of my favorites that I've sung incorrectly for years went like this:

Jojo was a man who thought he was a woman
But he knew it wouldn't pass.
Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
La la la lalala la.

While the actual lyrics, of course are:

Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner
But he knew it wouldn't last.
Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona
For some California grass.

I don't know about you, but I'm partial to "La la la lalala la" rather than "For some California grass." McCartney is so cliche here.

I have never been a big Beatles fan, but I do like to yell "Get back, Loretta!" from time to time from this song, which for me is just a variation on Stacy London's, "Shut up!"

Are there any lyrics that you can't figure out or recently solved?

The other day, I had a disturbing revelation, all on my own without any help from the Internet, about Paul Simon's "Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard." I remember singing that song at the top of my lungs when I was kid, not having a clue about "what the mama saw, it was against the law."

But the other day, the proverbial light bulb flickered in my brain, and I had a whole mental image. Yikes. So then I went to Google to see if I was right.

Oh, I think I was. But there are also 3,000 other theories out there.

People have a lot of time on their hands, even when it's not the weekend.

So how about you? Any lyrical confusion?

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