January 30, 2007

I've got a fever

And the only cure is more cowbell.

Michele correctly notes that disco got what it deserved. Unfortunately, the rest of us have horrid, horrid lyrics seared- seard, I tell you- into our memories from that thankfully gone era.

How badly seared? Check out what I can do without using a search engine. And then weep for me.

I'm glad you're home. Well, did you really miss me? I guess you did by the look in your eye (look in your eye, look in your eye) Well lay back and relax while I put away the dishes. Then you and me can rock a bell.

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.

The night is young and full of possibilities.
Well come on and let yourself be free.
My love for you, so long I've been savin'
Tonight was made for me and you

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell .
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell .
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell .
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell .

You can ring my bell, you can ring my bell, ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
You can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere, ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!
You can ring my bell, you can ring my bell, ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
You can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere, ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!

You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.
You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell.

I would pay good money to have that erased from my brain.

Posted by Physics Geek at January 30, 2007 04:51 PM | TrackBack StumbleUpon Toolbar Stumble It!
Comments

I hate you.

Posted by: michele at January 30, 2007 04:55 PM

Brain bleach!! Need brain bleach!

Posted by: Greg at February 1, 2007 11:15 PM

There's always the llama song...

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php

Posted by: Harvey at February 4, 2007 03:35 PM