Listen to The Music [berrrberrrrbeerrrrrnaaaaa]

I am cursed. I am cursed in such a horrific way that it has now become a way of life. I The UrbanHippee do not know song lyrics. I'm not just talking one tiny little word slip up. I'm talking about an entire chorus section. The moments where I'm left scratching my head going...that just doesn't make sense to me. Example number One and Two.

One - I like to go shopping. - which translates to That's A Cold Shot Baby by Stevie Ray Vaughn. My pain was insufferable with this song because I just could not make out what he was saying. When I asked Geoff what he was saying he very politely told me the lyrics. When I told him what I thought he said Geoff wept.

Two - Mary Had a Little Lamb - In the song he says: Tisket Tasket a green and yellow basket. And I blare out at the top of my lungs....A creamy yellow basket. To which Geoff weeps again and this became a national debate in our house hold. I don't know what made me think I was right.

Said your mama told Leona I could give you a reputation = well your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation

If you change your mind! On the transit line = If you change your mind, I’m the first in line [ps this video is HYSTERICAL]

Can't be round this dinosaur no more = Can't be 'round this kind of show no more

Its sad. Urban Dictionary defines my situation as this:

a debilitating disease wherein an individual consistently hears incorrect lyrics to songs


"there's a bathroom on the right" in lieu of "there's a bad moon on the rise"

p.s. I forgot one last one....."hold me closer Tony Danza" = hold me closer Tiny Dancer.