A. Hope to God you have a parachute in your handbag.
B. Hope to God you're on a plane.
C. Fall in love.
Surprisingly the answer is C....and how DO you get stuck between the moon and New York City anyway???
As I've mentioned in previous blogs lyrics are my main inspiration, a lyric can start the plot rolling for me, they can be heartfelt, sad, happy, romantic, inspiring, but my pet hate is when people get the lyrics wrong. I'm so anal about it that my hubby thinks I should go on "Don't Forget The Lyrics", I failed choir five times so I wouldn't inflict my singing onto the general public (it's just my friends who suffer!) The worst culprits for mis-heard lyrics are my family.
My mother-in-law is convinced "The TRUCKS don't work." No matter how many times I tell her it's the drugs that don't work. And despite the fact that the word "Eileen" is in the title the hubby insists it's "C'mon Irene" And if I hear someone singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody and doing the "Banned Tango" insted of the "Fandango" it's like nails down a blackboard!!!It bugs the hell out of me when people sing the wrong words, I know it's not the crime of the century...it's just so annoying!!!
Although the clip below did make me smile....just don't sing them to me!!