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We’ll call it “Meat-al Floss”
by Mary - August 30, 2006 - 3:59 PM

organic-meat.jpgOur songwriting contest ended weeks ago, with the winning entry transforming “I Wanna Be Sedated” into “I wanna piece of bacon.” But reader Donna decided that deadline or no deadline, she had to have some of our attention:

To the chorus of “Brass In Pocket,” by The Pretenders:

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sausage
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

As someone who has never understood that particular lyric, which is apparently “my sidestep,” I think that’s special (so special!). I’m starting to wonder if there’s a market for a carnivore-themed album. Any more meaty ideas?

Editor’s note: I am sick right now, so this is probably the DayQuil talking.

Comments (6)
  1. In 7th grade my friend Bobby used to sing that old Paul Young song:

    “every time you go, away…….you take a piece of meat with you”

    I should mention though that he was a complete idiot.

    Paul Young I mean.

  2. speaking of deadline or no deadline, I can’t believe I forgot about my favorite misunderstood lyric! I have to share it now just for kicks.

    Instead of “hold me closer, tiny dancer”
    my friends and I all sing “hold me closer, tony danza”

  3. Rats. You beat me to it. I was also going to post that lyric as my girlfriends and I used to sing it.

    Regarding Paul Young, I agree.

    Super corny, but we also used to sing Mister Mister’s “Take these chicken wings.” Not a sound-a-like pun, but terribly funny when sung with the same reverent conviction Mister himself brought to the original.

  4. It’s not “meaty,” but in reference to the “Brass in Pocket” song…

    I used to think that particular line was “Gonna use my sassy.” In the video, she’s dressed up as a waitress, slinking around in a seductive fashion, so it “fit” as far as I was concerned — she was using her “sassy” to attract men. I didn’t learn the real lyric until some time later.

  5. One of my favorites is that classic opening line from the Beach Boy’s Help Me Rhonda:

    “Since you put me down there’ve been owls pukin’ in my bed”

  6. I actually have eventually thought of a misunderstood/distorted lyric that me and my friends have came up with…

    Incubus “Pardon Me” turned into “Potted Meat”

    Potted Meat, Potted Meat…I’ll never be the same.

    We were all in agreement that it was still relevant to the rest of the lyrics…I indeed was never the same after eating some potted meat.

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