If you've been reading my personal blog over the years, you might remember that I am a huge, huge, huge Beatles fan. Which means that I love Paul on his own as well, and have seen him in concert twice: once in Boston in 2002 (check out my decade-old article in my grad-school paper here) and again last summer at Wrigley Field. But I still cannot abide that damn song.
Here's where the irony comes in, though. For some unknown reason, my husband and I made up a little ditty that we sing to Baba G every night to kick off his bedtime routine, and it is set to the tune of Wonderful Christmastime.
?!?!
Compare the lyrics.
Original 1979 song:
The moon is right
The spirit's up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Our song:
The water's warm
And the time is right
For a bath time
Tonight
Simply having a wonderful bathtime
Simply having a wonderful bathtime
(And then the part where Paul goes "ding dong ding dong" we go "splish splash splish splash.")
So now, instead of only having this annoying tune stuck in my head during the holidays, I have to deal with it YEAR-ROUND. What have we done? And WHY have we done this? (I blame my husband — he claims to actually like the original song, and I still can't figure out if he's just messing with me.)
It seems to make Baba G happy, at least.
Do you guys have any weird traditions/routines like this?
Well then, let's hear you sing it !
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Another bath time one...
ReplyDeleteTo the tune of Mighty Mouse "Here I come to save the day" we sing "Here I come to wash the boooooy"
That's adorable. I also hate that song. But also I wish Paul would learn to have a wonderful bathttime. Currently his reaction is that we're bathing him in hot acid.
ReplyDelete(I hate Macca's song, not yours, to be clear!)
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