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Excuse me, what did he do in his hat?

Dear iTunes Music Store,

You disappoint me, dear. Really, you do. I expect you to meet all of my music needs and, well, okay, I have to admit that sometimes you come through for me. Thank you for:

  • the Vincent Delerm song, which would have been hard to find in the US if it weren't for you.
  • Dido's White Flag, which was an impulse buy that came at a time when I needed that sort of sentiment.
  • De-Phazz's Jazz Music, which I heard as Muzak at The Limited, asked the manager what it was, she went digging through things in the back to find the playlist and which I luckily recognized among the four hours of music on there. I don't know where I would have found that if I didn't have you, dear iTunes Music Store.
  • Duran Duran's Hungry Like the Wolf, which I probably could have found somewhere else but it was so convenient just to buy it from you.
  • The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead by Crash Test Dummies, Changes by David Bowie and all the other lovely things you have provided for me.

But dear iTunes Music Store, you've come through for me so many times in the past that now I have high expectations for you. When you don't have something, it breaks my heart so much more than if a plain old store doesn't have it. Sometimes I need you, dear iTunes Music Store, and you're not there for me. This pain is heart-wrenching when I want to blog about how I misunderstood lyrics and I can't remember exactly what I misheard.

I think it's perfectly normal to hear the lyrics of Manfred Mann's Earth Band's "Blinded By the Light" as:

Blinded by the light
Wrapped up like a douche
in the middle of the night

rather than

Blinded by the light
revved up like a deuce
another runner in the night

because a) it's not like one makes more sense than the other and b) everyone hears the line that way, to the point where I knew I'd heard something about the "wrapped up like a douche" line but I couldn't remember if I'd heard that it was wrong or if I'd heard that it was one of those things everyone thinks must be wrong but is, in fact, right.

Oh my god, that sentence was long.

Anyway, I heard the song on the radio (DougFM!) today, misheard the lyrics and had the "wrapped up like a douche" line in my head all night although I doubted its veracity. Then I wanted to blog about another line I'd misheard in the song - something about a girly-girly giving him anal with a Curly Wurly*, but I couldn't remember exactly how I'd heard the line. I think that this kind of important information is worth 99¢, dude. It's valuable blog-research.

But I was DENIED, dear iTunes Music Store. Just as I was denied when looking for Oliver's Good Morning Starshine or, for that matter, the soundtrack from the movie version of Oliver!. Just think of all the times when you could have taken advantage of me and my late-night impulse buying and you failed.

I hope you're happy.

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* "And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride." I'm not sure where I got anal from.

srah - Thursday, 14 April 2005 - 12:32 AM
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Comments (6)

gravatar Anonymous - April 14, 2005 - 6:57 AM -

What is the Boss version not good enough for you?

gravatar srah - April 14, 2005 - 7:17 AM -

I think it was the MMEB version I heard on the radio.

gravatar Cheryl - April 14, 2005 - 8:19 AM -

I've been hanging around your older dress.

gravatar srah - April 14, 2005 - 8:22 AM -

NO NO NO NO NO! It's "I've been hanging around you, overdressed"!

gravatar Not Your MOM - April 14, 2005 - 8:26 AM -

Thanks! I have always wondered about that words in that song, but not enough to every find out the real lyrics. :-) Mystery solved. I always thought it was some kind of anti feminist song.

gravatar Not Your MOM - April 14, 2005 - 9:22 AM -

You have me looking up stuff too early in the morning. I found a site that says the lyrics are "cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night".
Also Early Pearly was a girl. Meaning an early person with a pearly white smile in a curly wurly (wig) who offered him a ride as he was walking on the road after a big night out.

I read there are websites devoted to the meaning of the lyrics of this song. Did Bruce do it on purpose or did he really know what he was writing about?

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