I had this song in my head for a couple of days. It wouldn't go away. I realised over those days the words of the song were distorting themselves in my head according to how I was feeling, like some weird game of mental scrabble. So then I thought it would be fun to invent characters and sing the song in my head through them:
(A play on words? Cole Porter)
I get a kick every time I see you standing there before me,
I get a kick though its clear to me, you obviously, abhor me...
You get a kick in a plane
Flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of ideas too few,
But you get a kick from the view
You get a kick in the inane,
Things I don't get, like you never regret
spending time on things common, but its true
that into myself you imbue
I get a kick every time I see you, standing there before me
I get a kick though its clear to me, you exquisitely, ignore me
But I get a kick out of you
Monday, March 15, 2010
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