You aren’t anything other than a hound dog.
I am going to love you until the stars fall from the sky, for you and me.
“But if this ever changing world in which we live makes you give in and cry.”
I’ve seen at least one version of this that has your “world in which we live” as “world in which we’re living” so that what might sound like “in which we live in” makes more nearly grammatical sense. Not that it makes any more real sense.
You must give Sir Paul a little slack here. At least it’s not as hard to reason through as Band on the Run.
And I’m not going to forget from where it is that I come.
Whenever I hear Montgomery Gentry, I find myself yelling at the radio…
“That’s something of which to be proud
That’s a life on which you can hang your hat.”
But then again, that doesn’t fit to the music very well.
Another Saturday Night and I do not have anybody.
I have some money because I just received my pay.
How I wish I had someone to which I could talk.
I’m in a very bad way.
Hey, I have no problem with the lyrics as they are. I’m a strong believer in poetic license.
With apologies to Sir Mixalot:
“My baby has an appealingly large backside.”
I like big buttocks and I cannot lie.
My fellow black men, you’re sure to agree with me:
When a young lady enters the premises with a small waist
Yet a large bottom that fills one’s view,
One becomes aroused!
One wishes to take out one’s penis!
Because one knows that the young lady’s trousers are straining
At the immensity of her posterior.
Open up your morning light
and say a little prayer for me.
I can’t get any satisfaction.
If you should ever find someone new,
I know he better be good to you
Because, if he isn’t, I will be there.
Some of us still do, it would seem. :smack:
Shouldn’t that be “to whom I could talk.”?
Louie, Louie, I have to leave
Might even push it all the way to with whom, assuming it’s not a blow-up doll or someone you have no reason to expect might respond now and then. Your way may be closer to the intent of the songwriter, however.
“at whom I could talk”?
Damn! That’s sexy!
“it was a one eyed, one horned, purple flying people eater” or
“it was a one eyed, one horned, flying eater of purple people”
either one would resolve decades of conflict.
I told your mamma I’d get you home but I didn’t tell her I had no car
:dubious:
You think that’s hot, how about “down to whom I could talk”.
:smack: I hadn’t noticed that ambiguity till now, but it will plague me.