Thursday, February 3, 2011

Robert Palmer vs. Weird Al Yankovic



Addicted To Love
Robert Palmer
Your lights are on
But you’re not home
Your mind
Is not your own
Your heart sweats
Your body shakes
Another kiss
Is what it takes
You can’t sleep no
You can’t eat
There’s no doubt
You’re in deep
Your throat is tight
You can’t breathe
Another kiss
Is all you need

Whoa
You like to think
That you’re immune to the stuff
Oh Yeah
It’s closer to the truth to say
You can’t get enough
You know you’re
Gonna have to face it
You’re addicted to love

You see the signs
But you can’t read
You’re runnin’ at
A different speed
Your heart beats
In double time
Another kiss
And you’ll be mind
A one track mind
You can’t be saved
Oblivion
Is all you crave
If there’s some
Left for you
You don’t mind
If you do

Whoa
You like to think
That you’re immune to the stuff
Oh yeah
It’s closer to the truth to say
You can’t get enough
You know you’re
Gonna have to face it
You’re addicted to love

Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love

Your lights are on
But you’re not home
Your will
Is not your own
Your heart sweats
Your teeth grind
Another kiss
And you’ll be mine

Whoa
You like to think
That you’re immune to the stuff
Oh yeah
It’s closer to the truth to say
You can’t get enough
You know you’re
Gonna have to face it
You’re addicted to love

Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to love





Addicted To Spuds
Weird Al Yankovic
Potato skins
Potato cakes
Hash browns
And instant flakes
Baked or boiled
Or French fried
There’s no kind
You haven’t tried
You planned a trip whoa
To Idaho
Just to watch
Potatoes grow
I understand
How you must feel
I can’t deny
They’ve got appeal

Whoa
You like them
Whether they are plain or stuffed
Oh yeah
Better face the facts
It seems you can’t get enough
You know
You’re gonna have to face it
You’re addicted to spuds

Your greasy hands
Your salty lips
Looks like
You found the chips
Your belly aches
Your teeth grind
Some tater tots
Would blow your mind
And you don’t mind
If they’re not cooked
You need your fix
I guess you’re hooked
And late at night
You always dream
Of bacon bits
And sour cream

Whoa
You like them even if
They’re lumpy or tough
Oh yeah
Wheeee
It’s pretty obvious to me
You can’t get enough
You know
You’re gonna have to face it
You’re addicted to spuds

Might as well face it
You’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
You’re addicted to spuds

Oh yeah

I’m givin’ up
It’s just no use
Another case
Of spud abuse
What can I say
What can I do
Potato bug
Has got me too

Whoa-oh
I used to hate ‘em
Not they’re all that I eat
Oh yeah
Wheeee
I’ve often seen them whipped
But they just can’t be beat
Now I’m gonna have to face it
I’m addicted to spuds

Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it
I'm addicted to spuds

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10 comments:

  1. thanks for these two tunes. I enjoyed then.

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  2. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Mike!!! I have no idea which one, but I got to meet one of the girls in Palmer's video in a Philadelphia strip club back in '92 (I think). No, I don't think she would remember me.

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  3. I'll go with Weird Al--I like his creativity. :)

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  4. Robert Palmer and Addicted to Love - HANDS UP!

    sandie

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  5. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Sandie!!! Don't forget to wipe the drool off of your chin!

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  6. "I’ve often seen them whipped, But they just can’t be beat"

    You know, I love Weird Al's songs, and there's always a lyric or two in the song that just makes me chuckle. He's a very creative guy.

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  7. It's a tie. I like the Robert Palmer song but Weird Al made me laugh

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  8. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Lin!!! Are you sure it doesn't have anything to do with spuds?

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  9. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Rob!!! Yeah, clever doesn't even come close--does it?

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  10. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! I really wish it was easier to distinguish between you and Lin.

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