Hubby and I were getting cranky one recent afternoon as we slogged through traffic to a destination we really didn’t want to reach anyway. To improve the mood I flipped the iPod to a playlist filled with some of our favorite upbeat anthems everyone
must should love. Within minutes the familiar riffs of Kidd Rock’s All Summer Long swirled through the car. Kiddo sat happily in his booster singing along:
We were SMOKING FUNNY THINGS
MAKING LOVE out by the lake to our favorite song
SIPPING WHISKEY OUT THE BOTTLE, not thinking ’bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
We couldn’t stop the big s#*! eating grins from spreading across our faces. Kiddo was chair dancing, playing his invisible drums, and working his rock star hair. I cursed myself for not having the video camera. It was awesome.
When I relayed the story to some other Moms they were pseudo-outraged. THEY only let their kids listen to Kid Bop or Radio Disney. Kids should NOT be listening to vulgar songs like that. We were corrupting him. They basically let it be known my Kiddo would be hanging out under a bridge drunk, stoned, and slumming around by the time he was twelve because we let his brain rot to such music.
Music always filled the air while I was growing up. My parents raised me on 60’s and 70’s standards and classic rock. In the 80’s I started developing my own tastes (with much trial and error) and now when I think back, there were some pretty dang raunchy songs I listened to in my youth. And I had ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA what they meant. I just liked them.
A few childhood favorites:
Grease Soundtrack (favorite movie age 5–did you ever really listen to the lyrics of Greased Lightening? )
Grease 2 Soundtrack (I’m Gonna Score Tonight, Reproduction, Let’s Do It for Our Country–Perfect songs to sing at the playground.)
Phyiscal–Olivia Newton John (It was about working out at a gym, not on a mattress, right?)
Come on Eileen–Dexy’s Midnight Runners (Rediscovered high school when someone gave my date a rousing thumbs up as I danced along –oops.)
Sugar Walls–Sheena Easton (I thought was singing about a house made of candy. Really.)
Like a Virgin–Madonna (My mother was unthrilled when Santa left the tape under the tree, but I wasn’t really sure why it was SO bad.)
Darling Nikki/Little Red Corvette–Prince ( I’ve been married for 11+ years and those lyrics still make me blush.)
Centerfold–The J Geils Band (Catchy tune, come on…)
Secondhand News–Fleetwood Mac (Just lay me down in the tall grass and let me do my stuff…bowm bowm bowm bowm…)
She Bop–Cyndi Lauper (Some girls just want to have fun…lots of fun…all by themselves…)
Lola –The Kinks (Nothing like kissing a drag queen.)
Almost anything by the Rolling Stones (I can remember singing Mother’s Little Helper while I put my dolls away. Nope, didn’t get it.)
I don’t think Kiddo will end up in juvie or rehab before he sprouts facial hair from listening to a little Greenday. But I do draw line at Sex on Fire, Crazy B*tch, (thanks for listening to those Hubby, ahem) and many of today’s skanky rap anthems. But you just can’t make me listen to Justin Bieber.
Which lyrics from your youth made you blush when you realize what they were REALLY about?