Lethal Dose

Oh, everyone had suggestions after the last one! Let me try and get down more of these cringe-worthy classics:

Danielle: “Mac Davis: ‘Baby Don’t Get Hooked on Me.’”
Here we go again … ‘I’m warnin’ ya, I know you can’t stay away, so if you keep hangin’ around, it’s not my fault!’ Italics mine - as if it needs them.

Girl, you’re gettin’ that look in your eyes
And it’s startin’ to worry me
I ain’t ready for no family ties
Nobody’s gonna hurry me
Just keep it friendly, girl, ’cause I don’t wanna leave
Don’t start clingin’ to me, girl, ’cause I can’t breathe

Baby, baby, don’t get hooked on me
’cause I’ll just use you then I’ll set you free
Baby, baby, don’t get hooked on me

Girl, you’re a hot-blooded woman-child
And it’s warm where you’re touchin’ me (ugh!)
But I can tell by your tremblin’ smile
You’re seein’ way too much in me
Girl, don’t let your life get tangled up with mine
’cause I’ll just leave you, I can’t take no clingin’ vine

Baby, baby, don’t get hooked on me
’cause I’ll just use you then I’ll set you free
Baby, baby, don’t get hooked on me

I’d really like to send some Russ Meyer gals to beat the shit out of Mac Davis.

Next up from Bleuvolt: “Clint Holmes ‘Playground in my Mind.’ That song is so creepy!”

I had forgotten about it, but the second Bleuvolt said that, it brought it all back in its horrifying glory:

When this old world gets me down
And there’s no love to be found
I close my eyes and soon I find
I’m in a playground in my mind
Where the children laugh and the children play
And we sing a song all day

“My name is Michael, I got a nickel
I got a nickel, shiny and new
I’m gonna buy me all kinds of candy
That’s what I’m gonna do”

See the little children
Living in a world that I left behind
Happy little children
In the playground in my mind

Oh the wonders that I find
In the playground in my mind
In a world that used to be
Close your eyes and follow me
Where the children laugh and the children play
And we sing a song all day

“My girl is Cindy
When we get married, we’re gonna have a baby or two
We’re gonna let them visit their grandma
That’s what we’re gonna do”

“My name is Cindy
When we get married, were gonna have a baby or two
We’re gonna let them visit their grandma
That’s what we’re gonna do”

See the little children
See how they’re playing so happy
In the playground in my mind

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
La la la la la la la

God! I don’t even want those words on my blog! I need to take a shower now.

And I hate to even put Sir Tom on here, because I loooove him. And he didn’t write the lyrics, but “She’s a Lady” does belong:

(I like this one, ‘cuz it has all the ‘woah woah woah’s in it):

Well she’s all you’d ever want,
She’s the kind they’d like to flaunt and take to dinner.
Well she always knows her place.
She’s got style, she’s got grace, She’s a winner.
She’s a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She’s a Lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
Well she’s never in the way
Always something nice to say, Oh what a blessing.
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she’s okay alone, and there’s no messing.
She’s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She’s a lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.

Well she never asks for very much and I don’t refuse her.
Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her.
What she’s got is hard to find, and I don’t want to lose her
Help me build a mountain from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey.
Well she knows what I’m about,
She can take what I dish out, and that’s not easy,
Well she knows me through and through,
She knows just what to do, and how to please me.
She’s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She’s a lady.
Talkin’ about that little lady and the lady is mine.
Yeah yeah yeah She’s a Lady
Listen to me baby, She’s a Lady
Whoa whoa whoa, She’s a Lady
And the Lady is mine
Yeah yeah yeah She’s a Lady
Talkin about this little lady
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa and the lady is mine
Yeah yeah She’s a Lady
And the Lady is mine.

RP: “Go Away Little Girl.”
Donny Osmond and Johnny Mathis recorded this Goffin-King classic (I have to find that Mathis one … I can’t even imagine.) Yet another along the lines of Puckett and Davis - it’s not my fault!

“Go Away Little Girl”

Won’t you go away (little girl)
Wish you wouldn’t stay (little girl)
Won’t you go away (little girl)
Wooo ooo go away.

Go away little girl
Go away little girl
I’m not supposed to be alone with you
Oh yes I know that your lips are sweet
But our lips must never meet
I belong to somebody else and I must be true.

Please go away little girl
Go away little girl
It’s hurting me more each minute that you delay
When you are near me like this
You’re much too hard to resist
So go away little girl before I beg you to stay.

Won’t you go away (little girl)
Wish you wouldn’t stay (little girl)
Won’t you go away (little girl)
Wooo ooo go away.

Go away little girl
Go away little girl
It’s hurting me more each minute that you delay
When you are near me like this
You’re much too hard to resist
So go away little girl
Call it a day little girl
Please go away little girl before I beg you to stay.

Won’t you go away (little girl)
Wish you wouldn’t stay (little girl)
Won’t you go away (little girl)
Please go away.

You’re lucky these have all been just printed lyrics, because you’ve had a bit of preparation for this horror:

“the you i’ve come to know” - more like the ‘ewwww’ I’ve come to know!