Watching what you eat

I normally listen to sports talk when mowing. Last week I decided to change things up and switch to FM. An old Boston song called Let Me Take You Home Tonight was playing on one station. It’s probably been 15 years since I’ve heard it. The passage of time lends new perspective to music, and folks, Let Me Take You Home Tonight is really vile:

Let me take you home tonight
Mamma now it’s all right
Let me take you home tonight
I’ll show you sweet delight

And then this fine bridge:

I don’t wanna make excuses
I don’t wanna lie
I just got to get loose
with you tonight

Delightful.

So the kicker is, this catchy, dumb song goes through my head for the next two days. Like a leaky faucet. Drip, drip, drip.

They say that the Arian heresy spread throughout Christendom via ditties. I can believe it.

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