Written with more than a little help from Mr. The Cheeky Diva~
My regular readers have heard me talk about what a handsome man my husband is. I have always thought he looks like Jim Carrey, and some people think he looks more like Tim Robbins. Both handsome men, I’m very lucky. My husband must have the Sean Connery gene~meaning that the older he gets, the better looking he becomes.
That being said, he’s also very sweet and romantical. He does many nice things for me on a daily basis, and I’m very grateful. He’s never written me a song, but if he came home one day and told me that he wrote a song about me that went something like this one,
He would look like Ernest Borgnine by the time I was finished with him.
Mr. The Cheeky gets a frying pan makeover?
And that’s exactly what I was thinking when I heard this song ONE MORE TIME on the car radio on the way home for lunch. If my husband wrote a song like this, I’d just have to beat the crap out of him.
I thought this song was kinda cute the first time I heard it. After hearing it 934 times on the radio in the last week or so, it makes me want to Van Gogh myself more each time, and I find myself agonizing over each sappy and painful line.
So, if Mr. The Cheeky came home one day and said ~
“Hey, dollface, I wrote a song about you. All about what an insecure fat lard you are, and that even though you don’t like yourself and you suffer from low self esteem, I think you’re perfect~ Oh, and that you’re weird because you drink tea and talk in your sleep. But I’m not going to tell anyone any of this stuff. I just plan to sell a gazillion copies of it!”
Am I wrong, or would that constitute a sound pummeling?
When Mr. The Cheeky came in the house for lunch, I told him that I heard “the song” on the radio again. He said. “I did too!” And we laughed. This song has become a running joke in our house. We are great pals, him and I, and we have no problem laughing about our faults. The other night, we were making up our own lyrics to this song, filling in the blanks with our own or the others little quirks, and laughing about it.
I told him about the beating he’d get if he ever wrote something like this, and told him I was going to blog about it. His eyes lit up, he put on his goofyiest lovey-dovey face and crooned:
I used a razor blade to connect the freckles on your face….you didn’t think it strange your skin started slipping out of place….
Buuuahahaaahaaa!!!!! I laughed so hard at that, I thought I was going to puke. Now that my friends, is what’s perfect to me.
*-For those of you who like this song, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to offend, but I just can’t take it. Please don’t be mad at me. To each his own, right?
Great post, but I couldn’t bring myself to play the video. Once I saw “One Direction” my self preservation kicked in and prevented me from doing so.
Dammit! I had a great comment about this song and these guys and WP made it disappear. I was gonna say I don’t blame you for not watching. It’s torture. Have you heard this song though? Almost unbearable.
No. I don’t listen to the radio. I don’t like other people picking what I listen to.
I don’t either, but I never bother listening to much besides the radio in the car most of the time, since the drive between home and work is less than five minutes.
Ha! That was my reaction, also.
Woohoo!! Like minds!!!
It’s just too painful to watch. I tried last night. I pulled it up for Mr. Cheeky, and we tried, we really did. As I’m watching the counter, I said, “Ugh! There’s another minute and a half? I can’t take it.” I shut it off.
You made the right choice.
I think you’re right. My eyeballs were bleeding.
Haha…..my ribs would have been aching!!
My ribs ache a lot. He’s the funny one!
Don’t taunt me, woman! I want to see a picture of him or else I’ll always think he looks like Ernest Borgnine.
Hmmmmm, Maybe you’ll get one, but I want to protect his privacy just a little bit.
same with the capt. i think he’d be mortified if any of his coworkers knew i was doing this!
Did you see the pictures? In the link I just sent you?
YES I did! and I remember reading that post too cos I had commented how beautiful you both looked. I do see a Robbins resemblance more than carrey. He has such a nice smile! You go girl! What a story too, btw
When he was 18, he looked a lot like Jim Carrey, or rather Jim Carrey looked like him, as I’d never even heard of the guy until long after we broke up and I married someone else. The first time I saw him was in Peggy Sue Got Married and I almost fell over and died he looked so much like him then.
http://thecheekydiva.com/2013/01/06/daily-prompt-my-favorite/
Did you miss this one?
“Hey, dollface, I wrote a song about you. All about what an insecure fat lard you are, and that even though you don’t like yourself and you suffer from low self esteem, I think you’re perfect~ Oh, and that you’re weird because you drink tea and talk in your sleep. But I’m not going to tell anyone any of this stuff. I just plan to sell a gazillion copies of it!”’
You had me laughing!
Hahahha!! My thoughts exactly! This must be the weirdest love song ever written. I just don’t get it. Lovely post though, I think it healed my traumas on this band a bit if that’s possible
It is traumatizing. I actually can’t wait to get home to see if my darling husband has thought of any more awesome replacement lyrics.
That’s love right there.
One Direction is trending on Twitter now. A lyrics challenge. Do I dare add Mr. Cheeky’s great line? That seems kinda mean, but I’m very tempted. Tee hee—evil laugh
Haha. It’s just a joke. I think you should, there might be others who share your feelings
I dunnno, I’d hate to have twitter-haters.
Great post! I googled the lyrics and had my best laugh of the day, then re-read your post and laughed even more. If it was written for someone special, I wonder how it went over.
Like a lead balloon perhaps? These guys are way too young to be involved with women who have so many self esteem issues. Sounds like they’re talking about a cougar who’s twice their age!
This is why I don’t like any music written after the 1970′s… unless I wrote it.
I like his version way better
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