Mr. Bunnyman: “Hey honey. Do you want to hear the song I just wrote? I wrote it about this girl. I used to have an obsession about this girl, but ever since I wrote this song, I’m no longer obsessed about her. Want to hear it?”
Mrs. Bunnyman: “No. Where’s the phonebook? I need the number of a good divorce attorney.”
honey, i wrote a song about this woman that i was crazy in love with. don’t be offended though–it’s just a song, and besides it’s you who i love now. dude, are you off your rocker?
On a side note, that song ‘Hey There Delilah’ that gets played to death… the guy met Delilah at a party and she was seeing someone else. They never had a relationship. He just wrote a song about her… It made me not like the song when I found that out.
On a side note, that song ‘Hey There Delilah’ that gets played to death… the guy met Delilah at a party and she was seeing someone else. They never had a relationship. He just wrote a song about her… It made me not like the song when I found that out.
His current girlfriend says she’s okay with the song too. And an interesting note is that Delilah is a US Olympic hopeful in the steeplechase.
I was never in love with the woman I wrote the song about. Never will be. She was an object of lust. Rather than think too much about her or act on any STUPID impulses, I wrote a song to get her out of my head. I hope to make lots of $$$ from licensing this song, rather than wreck my marriage.
The worst, unromantic part of songs written about people is that they are usually (but not always):
a) written about a person they had a clandestine affair with
b) about somebody they nailed on the road
c) about someone else’s situation
Normally, the person whom the song was written about ends up pretty insignificant, unfortunately. I basically over-embellished a chance meeting with a striking young lady whom I KNEW would be trouble if anything other than a hello was exchanged. It ate at me enough to write a song about her. All I am thinking about is how well people will like the song when it is performed live and whether or not it will sell CD’s, plain and simple.
“I was never in love with the woman I wrote the song about. Never will be. She was an object of lust.”
Oh, when then.
Here’s a man translation if you need it:
You know, babe, I love you more than anything in the world. But, I really can’t stop thinking about Mr. 8 inches. Boy, I miss his lovin’. Alas, he was only an object of lust. A jerk, really. Not someone like you, honey. Someone I really love.
The song that always bothered me was the one by Heart I think that was about the lady who went out and screwed some other guy, she was married, just to get pregnant because she wanted a kid. As the song goes on he told the father it was his, then later runs into the real father and apparently the kid looks like the biological father. He asks that real father not say or do anything…I really hated that song.
While your interpretation is funny, it is waaaaaaaay off.
First of all, I NEVER did the girl. nope. Not even in my wildest dreams.
Second of all, while primal urges were lurking, the girl was so hot that I wouldn’t have even been able to speak to her had I even been available. I am painfully shy for being a hair dresser, and I only exude any sort of confidence when I am fit on my bike (which I am not, yet), doing hair, or overconfident when on stage.
The lyrics have not been published yet, so I can’t give away much. Let’s just say one line of the song suggests angst in my crush: “A night with you would end everything”.
Married people look all of the time. Men and women get crushes on people, while in all marital states, regardless of the marital state of the person they are crushing upon. I know my wife has a few crushes, and it doesn’t bother me at all. Most women will talk about a crush they have freely with other women (I know this because I work with women), whether they are married or not.
Crushes are safe, they are healthy. I just happen to write songs about my crushes.
btw- I would happen to think it was quite funny if a woman did a song about “mr. 8 inches”.
That song was the beginning of the end for Heart, as far as I am concerned. I would say that song was a result of the pressure that the record company had the sisters Wilson under. They were too talented to put out such crap unless they were under the gun for too long.
I won’t get famous, because I have only one plan for this song; to either sell the content or have it covered by someone famous. I am too old of a man to tour around and sell my CD’s out of the back of my van. It will be played live by me, but I have no plans to do anything other than a very, very small circuit.
what do you want?–for somebody to say “do it man, it’s cool”.
clearly, you keep defending why you should be able to write the song–and frankly, it’s none of our business. so, just do what you want and get on with it.