Day 2 - Your least favorite song
(I know this is the 30 Day Song Challenge, but I didn't read about any consecutive requirement in the rules. So, yeah....)
My least favorite song is easy: "You're So Vain" by Carly Simon. Even though the song is ranked at #72 on Billboard's Greatest Songs of All-Time (wikipedia article), and even though it's played in something like half of the chick flicks I've seen, all I can think when I hear this song is the fact that it's not exactly "vain" if the song is indeed about him. And the song is all about this dude - the lyrics prove it!
"You're So Vain"
Written & Performed by Carly Simon (1972)
You walked into the partyLike you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
You had me several years ago
When I was still quite naive
Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga
And your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not, you're with
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
You had me several years ago
When I was still quite naive
Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga
And your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not, you're with
Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and
You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?
Clouds in my coffee??? *swan dives out a window*
Besides the lyrics, the other thing about this song that irks me is the fact that the beginning is deceptively awesome with its cool dundundundun bass and sexy lead guitar. Sometimes when this song has played on the radio, I have been known to start jamming my head and shaking my shoulders, all cool and like. The first 19 seconds of the song are so kickin', but then the terrible fact thunders down all around me that it's *this* song. This song, so all that pumped up dance energy was for nothing! NOTHING! I've had this happen a few times in the car with my man and by the time I realize what's happened, he asserts that I have jammed far too hard to not finish out listening the whole song. Oh, he knows my dislike. ^.^
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