Public Apology

To all those who have heard me belting out the Black Eyed Peas' Just Can't Get Enough song for the past few months, leaning back (not by choice, my car's seat is stuck that way) whilst driving my ghetto red velvet interior car down the street singing:

"I'm addicted, I want to German size your love."

Which, turns out, actually says..

"I'm addicted, I want to jump inside your love."

(which in all fairness, equally makes no sense...)

I apologize.

To all my German friends that I have also offended; I'm doubly sorry.

If it makes you feel any better, I thought to 'German size' one's love was a good thing... like something that Fergie only does if she's really into you.

But I digress.

Moral of the Post:

• I'm a bucket full of struggles when it comes to lyrics. One time my mom caught me singing "dirty Dee's and the dungarees" instead of "dirty deeds done dirt cheap" to AC/DC's Dirty Deeds (her playlist) in the car and turned off the volume to ask, "wait, what did you just sing?!" To this day I haven't lived that one down. Sadly, the only song that I actually know all the lyrics to, and will until the day I die, is Wilson Phillips Hold On -- which is likely due to an unfortunate set of roadtrips as a kid where that was the only cassette anyone ever remembered to grab. Had my brother ever come to the rescue I probably would have Kris Kross' hot billboard hit Jump burned into my memory, but alas;

Don't you know things can change

things'll go your way

if you hooooold on, for one more day... yeah,

if you hold on for one more day